 "Now let's not big be negative Alison," said Lindsay, after all the only thing you big aren't addicted about to is cock." She laughed big, the others followed. "Seriously, let's bigtitpatrol do about something wild," said Monica. We can wrestle, and the winner gets patrol to hypnotize the loser." "Shit, why just wrestle, make it bikini wrestling and then patrol hog tie the tit loser while you put her under", said Lindsay. "You patrol know I'd kick all big your white bigtitpatrol asses big and have me a slave harem to do my housework, pedicure , massage, wash the car...hell this idea ain't half big bad Monica. "Christ don't turn it into a race issue Lyndsay..like every thing big else big..I'm just fucking with you". Said Amanda. "How do we determine who wrestle's big who? Asked Monica.
 "We'll draw names out of a hat, and then go big with the two that come out." Said Alison.
 They about drew names and got supplies from the kitchen. The patrol two names patrol drawn were Lindsay and Amanda. "Hey, since this is the first about night tit, we about all have big to bigtitpatrol wear bra and panties, instead patrol of bikinis big. This old pair of panty hose will be used to hog tie." Said Monica.
 Lindsay continued. "You're big going to totally relax, and block out every sound but my tit voice." Monica big turned down the big music, and put big on just big soft big static in the background as white noise. The women were all fascinated, would it big work patrol?
 Amanda big is secretly a submissive?" Semi ignoring her, fascinated with her new big found power, Lindsay tit replied. "Yeah bigtitpatrol, seems like it don't it?"
 Monotoned patrol reply. "When I gently slap bigtitpatrol you on the cheek, you bigtitpatrol'll awake, not rememberbeing hypnotized, but still fully responding to your patrol trigger when I use it. You'll be reallyhungry for something big you bigtitpatrol usually don't like..what food do big you not bigtitpatrol like? "I do not like pickles, Ma'am. She replied. Hmm, thought Lindsay big. "You now love pickles, you cannot get enough of them, and tit each one big you each gets you as buzzed as about two shots bigtitpatrol of bigtitpatrol tequila would, understand patrol? "said Lindsay. "Yes big Ma'am. Was her reply. Then the slap.
 Amanda looked bigtitpatrol disoriented. "What's up guys? Why big are you looking at me so bigtitpatrol weird big? Damn, I need about a pickle, "she said. The other girls giggled as Amanda opened the big fridge
 And tit took out a huge big kosher dill. She looked at it lustfully and then took a bite. "mmm big,
 "Wow tit, I about can't believe that pickles got me this tit wasted, I mean it's wild, they never had that effect on me big before." Said Amanda as they drove down big the street. Amanda was a chatty Cathy patrol al the way to the Freeway, and Lindsay had had enough big when they big got to
 Amanda's exit. "Then this one time in High school we got soooo wasted on Boone's farm Strawberry big Hill...and then Robert said..." she was interrupted by a loud and curt:
 but what I tell you. When that about's done you follow my next instruction and so on, until you big have done all I have commanded tit. Obeying me now about gets big you wet bigtitpatrol. Each completed task increasing your pleasure, your desire bigtitpatrol to serve. If I big get bored or run out of bigtitpatrol things to have you do, you can remain big motionless until I instruct you otherwise, not minding at all."
 "When I am in trance I big exist to serve Queen Lindsay, I am her humble servant, I need only her thoughts bigtitpatrol in my head, and am absolutely under her control. When I am in trance I belong to big her, and become her living robot. I allow her absolute control of my body and mind bigtitpatrol, I belong patrol to Queen Lindsay. When I am not in trance I fantasize about being tit hypnotized so I can be fulfilled." She then said. "As I stir awake in the morning, you will begin to massage bigtitpatrol my bigtitpatrol feet again, and then give me a full body massage. Whe I tell you to stop you will automatically go into the kitchen to make my breakfast, and coffee.
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