1. The Salon sluts part 1


    Date: 11/3/2014, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Mature, Author: mrwolf75, Rating: 75, Source: xHamster

    “Besides”, she thought to herself, “What could it hurt?” As she gazed intently into his eyes, suddenly she was overcome by a strange feeling. For some reason, she found herself powerless to look away. She fought the urge within her, but it was too late. John was already deep inside her mind ravaging her subconscious thoughts. Soon, she would awaken to a new life. Suzanne was about to become ‘Suzi’. John wasted no time in rearranging Suzanne’s priorities. He made sure that she found him to be the sexiest man on earth. She would become obsessed with sl**ping with him. She would resist, but could not refuse his suggestions, no matter what they were. John could feel the resistance within her strong will, but his brain was superior and as always, her brain was no match. She jerked her head, as she suddenly heard her name. “Suzi?” he said again, softly. She looked at him defiantly. “It’s Suzanne!” she snapped. “I like Suzi better” he said, as he ushered her to the big overstuffed chair in front of his desk. She looked confused as she sat down. How was it that she had never noticed how attractive he was before? She tried to dismiss the thoughts that were going through her mind. This was ridiculous. She was a happily married woman, wasn’t she? John could sense the conflict going on within her. He decided to get started by imposing a few suggestions. “Suzi, you’re a very beautiful woman. I find it very sad that you don’t make the most of the resources that God has given you.” Suzanne ...
    felt herself beginning to blush. “What do you mean?” she asked, hoping to hear the obvious. “Well, it’s just that you are hiding behind all those clothes and with a little makeup, well, you could really be a knockout. Suzanne fought the urge to tell this man to go to hell, but for some reason, she found his suggestions to be somehow, flattering. “Well, I’ve never been one to wear a lot of makeup, Mr. Fabian. And as far as my clothes go, well I like to maintain a professional image.” “Please call me John.” He said, with a smile. " Now Suzi, I want you to take the rest of the day and do a little shopping.” “What kind of shopping, Sir?” As the sound of her own voice began to register what she had just said, she realized she had just called her new boss “Sir”. For some reason, it seemed very natural. “I want you to buy some clothes for work. Something a little more revealing would be nice. Then come back here and we’ll talk about dinner” Her immediate reaction was to refuse, but instead, she heard herself thanking him and promising that he would not be disappointed. What had come over her? The congestion between her legs made her realize her sudden urge to masturbate. She found this to be very odd, since she hadn’t masturbated since high school. As she left the office, she stopped by the ladies room and once inside, quickly locked herself in a stall. She wasted no time in lowering her panties and proceeded to pummel her clitoris with her middle finger. She heard her own breathing ...
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