stateslave: He’d answered the door like this. So handsome yet so vulnerable. I said I was ther
stateslave: He’d answered the door like this. So handsome yet so vulnerable. I said I was there as a door to door sales person. Truth was, I’d seen him near my bus stop a few weeks again and had now found out where he lived. I wanted him. Whatever I wanted, I got. So I explained my role to him. That I was recruiting for my organisation and needed people like him. At first, he said he wasn’t interested and tried to close the door but I put my foot there and spoke some more. Faster now so as to catch him quickly. Fast sentences with confusing words in a soft tone that made him stop and listen. Oh, how he listened. He wasn’t even aware of how intently he was now listening to my every word Random words of control were dropped into the sentences as I noticed his eyes losing focus, his body relaxing and swaying. He was falling. Fast and hard It wasn’t long before he was completely understand my thrall. My mindless bearded beauty. He invited me in with a monotone voice as I stroked his chest as I walked in. It was time to solidify my utter control of him. What I wanted, I always got. -- source link