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Paul allowed himself to belle be soothed. He didn belle't really belle have much choice belle, after all; either he'd be okay or he brandi wouldn't, but he was in no position to leap up and bellebrandicum make cum a break for it. After a belle while, he sexy went to sleep again.
How far could he push this?
"Rhonda," Paul said, "take bellebrandicum off belle your bra now. You don't need it." He sexy had an idea: "Take cum it off as though bellebrandicum you were bellebrandicum a stripper. You belle'd like to do that, wouldn't you? "
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Instantly, her expression changed. "You bastard." she yelled. "What the hell did huge cum you sexy do to me? I was like a puppet--I did everything you said, and even acted brandi like I enjoyed it, while inside I was furious. Humiliated." She glared at huge him. "I don't know how you did it, but this was your one and only shot. I bellebrandicum'm not coming back here; you can belle try your sick tricks huge on someone else huge cum--and I'm telling the brandi hospital authorities. Maybe the cops huge cum."
He cum regarded cum her for a moment. "One thing belle," he said. "'Mr. Bennett belle' is huge cum too formal, if we're huge cum going to be," he smirked, "working closely together. From cum now on, you'll cum only call me that if other belle people are around. When we're alone huge cum, it's 'master.' Do cum you sexy understand?"
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"--th-thithiiiiieeeeeeeee---." Rhonda belle stiffened, her back arching, eyes crossing; she writhed, then fell to her cum knees beside Paul's bed.
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"Great, Doctor." Bennett was exultant. What good would it be to belle gain belle the power to make people do his bidding if he were going to die soon?
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"Very good, Jasmine. Now finish up your nurse cum's duties here and go cum on with your rounds."
Over belle the next few days, cautious experimentation confirmed Paul's guesses and expanded his understanding of his new abilities. As he'd thought, he could control women but not belle men. The--influence, whatever cum it was, could manipulate not only cum actions but memories and thoughts, and suggestions seemed not to wear off, at least in the short term. It didn't work over the phone, unless he specifically told his target face-to-face ahead of time to respond to phone commands.
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There was another quote, from nineteenth-century Britain: "Power corrupts, and absolute power corrupts absolutely." His power wasn't absolute belle; his inability to control men, for one thing, limited it. But it was great enough to brandi offer belle plenty of chances for corruption.
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