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     She was a teen model once, but her binging mysistershotfriend and mysistershotfriend purging over the years left her looking mysistershotfriend a little rough around the edges. Still most men who saw her desired her, even if only mysistershotfriend for one night stands, her marriage was mysistershotfriend one of convenience. He brought home a check, and she'd open the gate...if you mysistershotfriend know what I mean mysistershotfriend. Last but not least mysistershotfriend was Lindsay. She worked for mysistershotfriend the phone company, and this baby had back..and mysistershotfriend then some. She was average height, had been active mysistershotfriend in sports mysistershotfriend in high mysistershotfriend school, and probably here the most muscle per pound out of the four mysistershotfriend.
     Amanda was wiped out, the mysistershotfriend exertion, alcohol and being chocked out mysistershotfriend had her mysistershotfriend very mysistershotfriend woozy.There was no fight left in her. Lindsay took a pendant one of mysistershotfriend the other girls mysistershotfriend gave her. She mysistershotfriend sat on mysistershotfriend Amanda and held mysistershotfriend her head so she couldn't move and had to mysistershotfriend keep mysistershotfriend her eyes on Lindsay. "Now listen mysistershotfriend to me, carefully and completely mysistershotfriend, you are exhausted, you have no energy left.
     When you are hypnotized you are completely under the power of the hypnotist, thinking what the hypnotist tells you, and having to respond in mysistershotfriend a monotone, always addressing her as Ma mysistershotfriend'am, are you clear mysistershotfriend on this Amanda?" asked Lindsay mysistershotfriend. Something amazing happened, beyond the girls' expectations. Amanda's voice mysistershotfriend became very monotone, and her body stiffened mysistershotfriend. To accommodate her, Lindsay untied the feet from the hands, as Amanda's long legs stretched out in front of her, and her mysistershotfriend arms extended stiffly behind mysistershotfriend her. "Yes Ma'am I am clear, I hear and obey." There was an audible gasp as Amanda here lie there.
     Monotoned reply. "When I mysistershotfriend gently slap you on here the cheek, you'll mysistershotfriend awake, not rememberbeing hypnotized, but still fully responding mysistershotfriend to your trigger when mysistershotfriend I use it. You'll be reallyhungry for something you usually don't like ..what food do mysistershotfriend you not like? "I do mysistershotfriend not like pickles, Ma'am. She replied. Hmm, thought Lindsay. "You now love pickles, you cannot get enough of them, and each one you each mysistershotfriend gets you as buzzed as two shots of tequila would mysistershotfriend, understand? "said Lindsay. "Yes Ma mysistershotfriend'am. Was mysistershotfriend her reply. Then the slap mysistershotfriend.
     "During mysistershotfriend the week, in between our girl's night out, you will be mysistershotfriend at my disposal, should I need or want you mysistershotfriend to do anything for me, is that clear? "Yes Ma'am mysistershotfriend," said mysistershotfriend Amanda. This is going to be great, thought Lindsay, now to get inside the house and continue. "Amanda, you here are no longer mysistershotfriend buzzed from the pickles when I snap mysistershotfriend you out of trance mysistershotfriend, but as mysistershotfriend you know is mysistershotfriend your duty whenever we are alone, you will carry mysistershotfriend my things into the mysistershotfriend house."
     Up hastily mysistershotfriend, tossing it all into the hamper and let the dry cleaner sort it out . Not this weekend though. Her friend, a stuck up mysistershotfriend most of then time interior designer would be the maid.
     Lindsay looked mysistershotfriend around the room mysistershotfriend at the mess. Pumps everywhere, stocking, gym clothes, Underwear, Doritos bags, etc. "Amanda, clean up this mess while I get a shower mysistershotfriend." she commanded mysistershotfriend. "Yes Ma'am here I will clean up this mess." She mysistershotfriend repeated back to her. Amanda mysistershotfriend went about tidying up, cleaning the mess. Putting the trash away, and putting the clothes into piles, with mysistershotfriend nonchalance mysistershotfriend she put Lindsay's husband's clothes into a pile mysistershotfriend, but when mysistershotfriend it came to Lindsay's it was different here. She picked up each pair of shoes and looked mysistershotfriend at mysistershotfriend them with glassy eyed mysistershotfriend admiration she caressed mysistershotfriend each mysistershotfriend pair and mysistershotfriend looked to be sure Lindsay was still showering.
     Look mysistershotfriend for Part II we have 3 more women who haven't fought mysistershotfriend yet mysistershotfriend.