Brett pie played with his salad wet and smiled back at his girlfriend Melissa. They had wet been together wet for about eight months and things were going great. Early on in the relationship hairy, they had realized both were into BDSM but played by their wet own rules, not giving into cheesy fantasies and play-acting. They played wethairycunts for keeps and fed off each other. Melissa had quickly shown her submissive side to Brett and embraced it wet, wanting to take wet it to higher and higher levels wet. Recently though she had been having pie second wet thoughts wethairycunts about some things, which Brett was fine with, he only wanted her to wet do things she was comfortable doing. At the same wet time though, he wished she hairy would stop being indecisive and make up her mind.

Melissa giggled at this, brushing her hairy hair wethairycunts out wet of her face "Oh Brett, I love you, but I'm not sure about this."

He pulled away wethairycunts his hands from wet hers, picking up his coat hairy and wet smiled at her "I love you too; we'll talk more wet about this tomorrow. Now, come on lets go hairy cream pie home cream."

Getting wethairycunts in touch with his friend Chip Wickwity, he had wet found out hairy cream pie the subliminal CD training program he had been working on in secret wethairycunts for a rouge hairy government shadow organization working on mind control programs for wethairycunts use in interrogations was complete hairy and was in the testing stage. So far there were no problems or instances of error wet at all, Chip was wet brilliant and had been cunts plucked from wet their college and taken to work for the organization about two years ago.

She wethairycunts sat so quietly with her eyes closed. Her wethairycunts Master had commanded cream her not to speak and she would not. Her huge 42dd chest heaved in and out, as wet she breathed deeply welcome. So obedient hairy, so compliant, she wanted to be perfect for him.

He had begun pie to mold her immediately to his will, making hairy her get her wet nails wet done wethairycunts weekly hairy cream pie and start only wearing hairy outfits he wet picked out. Brett had ordered her to cut down her wethairycunts workweek by a day also, wanting hairy her to be home more. She had trusted him to wet be a good Master wet and that cream trust wethairycunts had never hairy been broken.

They walked inside wethairycunts holding hands like always. Whenever they went anywhere they always held hands, this was something Melissa had initiated a few cream weeks wet into their relationship, and Brett had quietly followed through with it. Of course, he cream did pie not hairy mind at wethairycunts all, like her he was welcome very affectionate. Many girls he wet dated did not like wethairycunts the way he always had welcome to be affectionate, holding wet a wet hand, touching wet a shoulder, playing with wet hair. She adored it and if anything encouraged it, moving his hands along her body, holding his hand tighter.

Brett wet's cock was rock hard by this wet time. The visual of Melissa pulling his shorts down with wet her teeth always made him so horny and he turned onto the bed, slid back to where the pillows wethairycunts were, and leaned back. Melissa crawled up onto the bed slowly, got on all fours, and glided over to him, like a kitty cat.

Brett touched her shoulder, motioning he wanted hairy her to rise "sit on our bed cream Melissa" he said, motioning toward the bed. Obediently pie she sat down

"Get in bed"

With that, she leaned her head forward so Brett could place pie the headphones on her head. Pushing play, she leaned back, secretly sliding a finger wet inside herself under the covers.

The first four tracks on the CD had the intention to put her into a trance and wethairycunts make her more suggestible. The remaining wet ten would begin to program her with the messages Brett had told Chip to add to wethairycunts the CD. Each would repeat twice welcome over the six tracks, to further cream reinforce wet it. The tracks would play the subliminal message repeatedly until the song was over, then the next wet would start.

Suggestion One cunts:

Suggestion Three hairy cream pie

Melissa woke hairy with a start the next morning. Most mornings she was a bit groggy hairy until wet she had her morning coffee. Today hairy cream pie she felt wide-awake and ready to wethairycunts embrace wethairycunts the day. As wet she sat wet up in bed, she looked over wet at her Master and smiled. "He looks so hairy cream pie cute lying there," she thought as her wethairycunts hands pushed wethairycunts the covers off him so she could slid down his boxer shorts.

Brett pie smiled, pleased at her quick hairy cream pie response to his commands wethairycunts. He patted her bottom a few times and wet walked to the front of her "stand up"

Melissa quickly wet stood up, looking towards hairy cream pie the floor for a wet moment until Brett pulled her to his eye level with a hand "Good girl. I am very pleased you obeyed so quickly. We are going to spend a few more days practicing until we get to the real thing." He paused for wet a moment, staring into her beautiful blue eyes. "If we wet move gradually, obeying will be easier for you Melissa wet don't you wethairycunts think cunts so?"

Standing wet in place for hairy a moment wethairycunts more, she put on the maids uniform. The uniform was an almost perfect fit, tight in all hairy the right places, yet comfortable enough to wear. Brett's attention to wet detail when buying wet things for wet her really impressed and amazed her on a daily basis; she loved him so much. Again, she found herself staring wet at herself wet in the mirror, she looked so sexy, her wet curves and shape really filling out the uniform. She hairy cream pie then slid on the black stockings and four-inch wethairycunts pumps of wet the same color pie, taking a hairy cream pie step forward and backward to hairy get a feel for them.

Melissa made her wet way back wet into the living room, her heels making a muffled clicking noise across their carpeted floor wet. She instantly returned to hairy cream pie the box, clearing away some of the packaging into the garbage in the kitchen. Getting rid of the cream remaining wethairycunts box, she found the second letter Brett cunts had cream mentioned would have her tasks welcome for the pie day enclosed. Quickly opening along the wethairycunts right end out wet popped a piece of folded up notebook paper. Unfolding the wet note, Melissa read the list carefully:

Melissa smiled and put wet the paper back into the wet envelope, placing the note on their dining room table. Slowly wethairycunts she walked into the kitchen, getting wet used to hairy cream pie her outfit and heels. She had been wearing higher wet heels wethairycunts recently welcome a lot more, but hairy still getting accustomed to them took wet a few minutes.

After completing the list, she was not sure wet what to welcome do next. Mentally hairy she had wethairycunts decided to wethairycunts do one task at time. She stared at the dishwasher, trying to think wethairycunts of what to do next. Melissa wethairycunts stared at the wet black machine and became lost in thought. She wanted to please her Master, but she also pie wanted to follow His instructions. Taking a step towards cream the left, the click of her heels on the wet floor reminded wet her of her cream outfit. She hairy cream pie was a slave wet. More importantly, she was a wet maid. Melissa had to do exactly as asked, which meant performing the duties on hairy cream pie Masters list in order. Before her hairy mind could tell her otherwise, she found herself standing at attention, waiting quietly in trance for the dishwasher to end.

The wet bathroom was wet Melissa's next stop wet. She freshened herself up a bit, fixing her makeup and washing her hands. A quick look at the cream hallway clock told her Master would be wethairycunts home cream in wet a hairy few minutes, so she hairy walked out into the hallway and moved to attention wet, quietly waiting.

Melissa had been wet at attention for a few wet minutes when a quick wet glance at cream the hairy cream pie clock told her the time was cream now 3:15. Master would be home very shortly and she could not wait. Today had wethairycunts been a big day for her, probably the most wet important day of her submission and hairy time in hairy cream pie the lifestyle wet even.