"Sh-sh-shiny partyswinger," Carl mumbled, eyes partyswinger following the moving stone. Somehow, he seemed partyswinger to have party lost the initiative. "Sparkly. Back and gay party forth." He party relaxed, letting his hands fall loosely to his sides, as party he continued to follow the pendant with his eyes.
"It's hard to look away, isn't it, Carl swinger? So hard to look away. It's so pretty, so shiny and sparkly. You can't look away from the pretty stone, can gay party't stop following swinger it with your eyes as it swings back and forth, shiny, sparkly, back and forth partyswinger, back partyswinger and forth. Try to stop following it with your eyes, shiny party, sparkly, back and forth; you can't, can you, Carl?"
"Now as you watch Angie's magic swinger stone," Angie partyswinger went on, "feel yourself swinger being drawn to it, yes, feel yourself rising, shrinking party, being pulled toward the party stone, yes, rising party, shrinking, being pulled toward the stone."
"Rising. Shrinking. Being . . . pulled toward the stone," Carl mumbled. The world seemed to drop away around him, expanding away from him as he swinger soared, weightless, toward join the gem dangling party at the end of Angie's neck chain. The stone loomed party larger, larger. Huge.
"Now you are resting on the stone, a tiny little Carl, firmly held partyswinger to it, completely relaxed join, yes."
Angie brought her hands up, massaging her swinger breasts together party around swinger the pendant. Helpless, Carl squealed and came, once, twice. Finally, Angie brought her gay hands down and addressed her hypnotized visitor.
"Yes," Carl party said. "Anything Angie says."
"Daddy, no." Angie cried. "Time out partyswinger, Daddy."
Angie rummaged through her bedside table and brought partyswinger out a little bell. She rang it once and join said, "Go back and watch TV, Daddy. Forget you came in here. Forget what party happened in here. Watch TV, and relax. Don't pay attention party to any sounds you hear coming from party Angie's room, except partyswinger," another little ring, "this bell. Do you understand partyswinger what Angie wants, Daddy?"
Silently, Phil Cordero obeyed, gently shutting party the door behind party him. In a gay party minute party or so, Angie heard the faint sounds of the television partyswinger in the partyswinger living room.
"Yes partyswinger, Angie," her mindless party guest said party.
"Yes, Angie." The party boy obeyed, a silly smile spreading over his gay party face. Watching, Angie felt herself heating up. Carl was nicely muscled and handsome, and now rigidly erect, his engorged dick sticking out at a swinger right angle to his body. "Perfect," she breathed join, "just perfect." She hurried out of her own clothes.
"Yes, ma join'am." Completely immersed in party his butler role, Mr. Cordero turned party and marched stiffly swinger away. A little while later he returned with a partyswinger wheeled tray holding several big sandwiches swinger and partyswinger a couple party of party cans of Coke. Angie had him park it next to her bed party, then party sent him away partyswinger with the instructions, "You party're tired, Daddy. Put the butler gay party suit away and go to bed. Go to sleep until morning and forget all join about playing the butler game. Angie gay party will see her partyswinger daddy in the morning."
"Yes, Angie," Phil said, already beginning to shed the butler fantasy as he turned to leave partyswinger.
"Good boy, Carl," Angie praised him. She pulled the pendant out and held gay party it before Carl's face; his eyes widened party and locked on immediately. "The swinger memory of what happened here party will party stay here with Angie's magic party stone, the magic stone which holds your soul safe party for Angie. Do you party understand?"
"I swinger will forget gay coming here. I will forget what . . . happened here. I will act and speak as . . . I always party do, unless gay party you say, 'Angie party's magic stone' or . . . show me the stone. I will think I gay am thinking partyswinger just the same . . . as always partyswinger . . . unless party Angie says 'Angie's magic stone' or . . . shows me the stone."
Carl blinked and yawned party. He looked at the clock in party his family's front hall swinger and swore. Where the hell had the evening party gone? He'd been planning partyswinger to pay weird-girl Angie a visit tonight, but gay now it was partyswinger too late. He felt too tired, anyway.
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