Was he married? Was he gay? Neither hotyoungredheads of these options seemed likely. No wedding ring and as hot to the hot other, I saw him looking appreciatively at another attractive female passenger one day. How dare he hotyoungredheads notice her, but ignore me, I thought petulantly.
"You are my boy toy hotyoungredheads, Patrick, do you understand?"
I smiled and hot leaned access up as my hotyoungredheads toy became uncomfortable. "No maam, he has no shame. He is completely under my control. Would you hot like to see?" I asked her conversationally.
"He young is something, isn't he?" I hot asked her. "He used to access be shy." I admitted. "But I believe we will cure him of hot that. In fact..." I said considering. "I think that he should be hot a breast massager."
His blue eyes glazed hot over in desire and his hotyoungredheads cock jumped young. "Oh no my toy, don't even consider coming in your goddess hot. If you come you will be severely punished and I know hot you are a very good toy, aren hot't you hot Patrick?"
It would be the one little playful reminder that would make hot him wonder if any of this hot had access truly happened. With the mind control device, many subjects had hazy recollections and thought the events were just dreams. He dressed and I put him back in the seat hot with the paper in his young hand. I couldn hot't resist one final bit of mischief. I gave him one last command. "As I exit hot the train you will hot come hot awake and you will come HARD." I commanded.
The train stopped and I paused outside hot the door as I hot heard his masculine shout hotyoungredheads. I laughed as I walked home wondering what he would hotyoungredheads think when he got home and hotyoungredheads cleaned up his cum and noticed my name on his ass.
