 How gayfetish far could he push this?
 "Yes, Mr gayfetish. Bennett," she gayfetish replied calmly gayfetish, her angry expression and tone gayfetish instantly gone. "Everything I can."
 He regarded gayfetish her for a moment. "One thing," he gayfetish said. "'Mr picture. Bennett' is too formal, if we gayfetish're going to gayfetish be," he smirked gayfetish, "working closely gayfetish together. From now on, you'll only call gayfetish me that if gayfetish other people are around. When we're alone, it's 'master.' Do you understand?"
 "Good girl, Rhonda." Paul gayfetish thought for a moment. "You know, it's hardly fair for me to get all the pleasure out of this arrangement. So here gayfetish's what we gayfetish're going to try, Rhonda. Whenever you gayfetish picture hear my voice say, 'Good girl, Rhonda,' you'll feel an gayfetish overpowering sexual pleasure, strong enough to make you come gayfetish no matter what. And each time you feel the pleasure, it'll be stronger than gayfetish it was the gayfetish time before, until you reach whatever your gayfetish picture personal limit is. Do you understand me, Rhonda gayfetish?"
 As gayfetish picture it picture turned out, the gayfetish next voice he gayfetish heard gayfetish was his doctor's.
 "What gayfetish's your gayfetish name?" he asked her.
 "Shh," Paul said. "Not another word." Instantly, Jasmine fell silent picture, looking scared.
 "Thank you, Mr. Bennett," she said, letting her arms fall to her sides. As had been true with Rhonda, she still seemed oddly calm for someone who'd been forced to obey a stranger's every gayfetish command--but gayfetish as with Rhonda, she seemed gayfetish fully awake and gayfetish rational. He suspected, though, that inside, she was gayfetish probably furious and terrified, as gayfetish Rhonda gayfetish had been. He'd better do something about that.
 The test had been gayfetish convincing gayfetish. If he'd wanted, he here was sure he could have gayfetish made Nurse Jasmine strip and thrash in gayfetish ecstasy as he'd done to Rhonda. Perhaps another time. When he gayfetish was gayfetish a little stronger gayfetish, perhaps gayfetish picture he gayfetish picture could--persuade--both of them to do even gayfetish more than that, with him or gayfetish even each picture other.
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 Eventually, they got gayfetish up again. A disheveled Ms. Sands reassembled gayfetish her clothing, as did Paul. The female executive's gayfetish reading glasses had gotten smashed as the two of them had thrashed around together. She produced another pair from the top left drawer of her gayfetish desk here, and put gayfetish them on.
 "Of course not, Charlene," Paul responded. Charlene whimpered and trembled, and as he turned to gayfetish go, she almost called out for him here to stay.
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