Busted 3: (How I Learned that Some Women Want to be Mind Controlled By My Hypnotic Breasts) by Kistulot M

Busted 3: (How I Learned that Some Women Want to be Mind Controlled By My Hypnotic Breasts) by Kistulot M

Author:Kistulot, M. [Kistulot, M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kistulotican Publishing
Published: 2022-11-29T00:00:00+00:00


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The two of us had a really nice conversation, and I ended up with a couple of those surprise-bras, a couple of cute tops, and a skirt that makes my ass look way nicer than it usually does.

I also bought a couple pairs of panties because I felt like I ruined two in that stall.

The woman working the booth could probably tell something happened, but she was discrete about it. We had the right amount of clothing on the way out—and we left a few minutes apart—so neither of us got into any trouble. Public indecency isn’t a thing either of us need on our records, I imagine.

I walked to the store, but Allana?

She has a car that she owns .

I’m not sure if she wants me to call her my girlfriend or not, but owning an older woman who owns nice stuff? That’s not so bad. I’m definitely developing more than a tiny little crush on her, so hopefully when I finally gather up the courage to ask her she’ll say yes to being my girlfriend.

Of course I could make it a command, but I don’t want to do that. I want to make something like that a choice. If she ever stops wanting to belong to me I’m sure I could just pull out my tits and tell her that she can run free.

Probably.

Maybe that doesn’t work, but I’d be surprised. I’ve had to correct things I said in the heat of the moment, and there’s never been any weird conflict. My breasts don’t just make people into helpless slaves or anything like that—at least they usually don’t.

I think Allana would want that.

The ride to Isabel’s is nice. I finally feel calm about what happened. Allana has been very understanding. It’s obvious that she’s waiting to get a better grasp of the situation, but she isn’t any less turned on at the thought of being my helpless, obedient little pet.

Not like I’m any less turned on by it, either. Allana is a very sexy woman who has that professional edge to her that’s just so… incredibly sexy? She wore stockings instead of hose, and she’s so pretty, and she speaks with a voice that’s so cultured and classy and just… gosh. The fact that she still wants to belong to me is beyond thrilling.

“This is the place…!” I’m so excited to introduce Allana to the girls. It’s late enough now that they should both be home.

We may have taken a little bit of extra time trying out clothes than strictly necessary.

If Isabel didn’t like cooking so much I probably would have seen about taking us through a drive through. Hopefully neither of them will be too worried. Any time I make plans to run errands they always take me longer than they should.

They don’t usually take extra time because I’m turning another woman into my helpless tit slave, but uh… these things happen…!

Allana makes a curious sound, but then she parks in an open spot. “It’s a nice place.



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