Angie hadn't seen him. She was off to one side sucking, singing softly to herself as suckingcock-suckmebitch she teased her hair in front of a mirror on top of a dresser sucking. The noise he made climbing in caught her attention, though, and she spun toward him bitch with a little gasp.

Angie smiled. "Angie has this fun bitch," she answered. "Lots and lots of me fun."

"Rising. Shrinking this. Being . . . pulled toward the stone," Carl mumbled welcome. The world seemed to drop away around him, expanding away from him suckingcock-suckmebitch as he soared, weightless, toward the sucking gem dangling at suckingcock-suckmebitch the end of Angie's neck chain. The stone loomed larger, larger. Huge.

Angie brought her hands up, massaging her breasts together around the pendant. Helpless, Carl squealed and came, once sucking, twice. Finally, Angie brought her hands down and addressed her hypnotized visitor.

"Daddy, no." Angie sucking cried. "Time out, Daddy."

"When you hear the bell, it suck this bitch means Angie wants you to come play butler. You will come to Angie's room and play butler for Angie and her friend when you this hear the bell suck this bitch."

Finally Angie addressed her hypnotized boy toy again.

"Yes, Angie," Carl answered. "Angie's magic stone holds suck my mind and cock soul. I must suck this bitch do as Angie bitch says if Angie says, 'Angie's magic stone' or shows me her magic stone. My body is suckingcock-suckmebitch a robot which must do as bitch Angie says bitch."

"I will welcome do . . . whatever you say after that."