Busty The Enter Amplifier

     But a breakthrough had - happened. Jerry had realized that there were two sides to communicating with the brain. And the new superconductors young...He had busty-youngbusty been working like a fiend for two months. He hadn't mentioned it to his thesis advisors--the implications were too huge busty. So he'd had to pretend busty to be working on his original thesis. This amounted to two full-time jobs, and the effort was beginning to tell busty young blonde on busty young blonde him busty.
     He explored the gain busty-youngbusty and busty other controls. He discovered that he could young control the range of the Amp, from busty young blonde a few feet to hundreds of yards. As a mere novice, he decided to keep busty the - range short for now young.
     More confident, Jerry wandered the campus, feeling a busty young blonde secret exaltation at being able to literally read busty minds. With busty the Amp, he could busty young blonde penetrate the thoughts of anyone busty within the device's range. Surface thoughts, deep busty thoughts busty young blonde, emotions, everything.
     The following day, Jerry again attached the electrode to his temple - and put the device in his jacket pocket. He paused, briefly busty feeling butterflies. "Calm down enter, Jer," he told himself. "What can happen? If it doesn't work, nobody will know. And if young it does busty...if it does..."
     Reading her mind was easy since there were no others busty nearby busty-youngbusty to generate 'background noise'. Jerry stood blonde for a few minutes, rummaging through her thoughts and busty-youngbusty desires busty without her knowledge blonde. Then busty he took a deep breath and thumbed the button on the Amp labeled "transmit".
     It was Monday busty-youngbusty; he had his busty new toy call in 'sick'. He busty called her to his side, and she busty ran to him, kneeling before him. He smiled down at busty her, admiring busty-youngbusty the curve of her neck as she bowed her head. She was dressed busty young blonde only in tiny blue nylon panties and a pair busty young blonde of panty enter-hose.
     "Yes, Master."
     "Fine. Are they students?"
     "Susie? Hi. Can busty-youngbusty you come over? Oh, nothing busty much...but I've busty got something you've got to see busty. OK, I busty young blonde'll be here...bye busty young blonde."
     "Excellent, slave. Go and unlock the front door. Then you may pass the time while we wait for Brenda by licking busty my cock."
     Brenda enter, still holding her skirt up (as she busty had busty-youngbusty not been commanded to lower it) said heatedly, "Let me go, you creep! I don't know what you busty-youngbusty've done busty young blonde to busty Bonnie, but busty-youngbusty you'd better not lay a paw on me! I'll never do anything to help you, and I'll do anything I can to save busty Bonnie busty from you!"
     For half an hour busty-youngbusty, the blonde panty --clad slave and the frozen girl talked busty. Brenda argued busty. She pleaded. She reasoned. Bonnie listened busty-youngbusty politely but was simply busty immune to Brenda's logic busty. As busty far as she was concerned, Brenda was speaking gibberish, when she talked of feminism, women's rights busty young blonde, self-esteem, and so on. Bonnie only smiled sunnily busty-youngbusty, and replied busty-youngbusty, "Yes, that's all very interesting, but I must serve my Master", or "The Master owns me; my busty life and body and busty-youngbusty soul. How could anything else be right?"
     With busty young blonde a start, Brenda did so blonde. She found that she was completely busty-youngbusty naked busty, with her clothing lying in a neat pile on the floor.
     Then busty Susie enter, too was totally controlled and joined - Jerry's growing harem.
     Jerry again wandered the campus; this time, not as an observer busty but as busty-youngbusty a busty young blonde predator busty on the prowl. He used the Amp repeatedly, and busty each use busty increased young his skill young and control.
     The following evening, he busty left his sex toys at busty home (for now, Bonnie busty-youngbusty's apartment), and visited the girls' dormitory.
     
     Jerry had a new idea which he busty thought would nicely compliment the busty power of busty his Amp. After some experimentation, he found that he busty could record and play back the mental impulses that the Amp produced. He then built a busty small device he busty-youngbusty called busty a "mind bomb". It was a tiny but powerful Amp busty-youngbusty, connected to one of the new gigabit memory chips and a busty young blonde bit of "glue" circuitry. The whole thing young occupied about one cubic centimeter. It could record up to ten minutes of mental commands and programming, and would "play back busty" the program upon receiving the correct signal. Grinning, Jerry decided to give it a test.
     He programmed the "bomb" and put it into a young fancy ladies' wrist watch. The enter trigger was connected to the wrist busty-youngbusty band. If the band was closed young, the device would begin working. Jerry also included a small thermocouple, which would busty-youngbusty trigger the device when body heat warmed the case.
     Jennifer Michaels signed busty-youngbusty the UPS slip for the small box and carried it blonde inside her apartment. Frowning slightly, she tried to figure out who had sent her this package; she certainly hadn't ordered anything. Shaking her lovely head -, she opened the box. Inside was a jewelry box with a card. The card said, "For A Pretty busty Lady", with no signature busty young blonde. She opened the jewel box busty-youngbusty and found the watch. It looked like a nice one busty; she decided to try it on.
     A slave approached blonde, knelt, and murmured, "Lord, there is a girl here. She says young her name is Jennifer."
     Jerry smiled. "I don't think so. And you should learn some manners, bitch."
     Becky didn't understand. What was her busty mother doing? She didn't know busty this strange man. And her mom was acting as busty if he was an old friend, or as if he had some sort of control over busty her. Becky became frightened.
     Jerry turned to Becky, and said, "Be quiet, little girl. Listen attentively as I give your mother her instructions."
     "Yes, Sir -."
     Becky watched, helplessly, as her busty mother walked off without another word, hurrying to begin her buying spree.
     "Becky, put on blonde a fashion show, using the undies left in your dresser. Show busty each one busty-youngbusty to me, tell me about it young, where you got it, why you bought it. Then put it busty on busty and model it for me. I want you busty to go through the entire collection. Begin."
     In shock, Becky began pleading anew. But this time, Jerry made young a gesture. She fell busty silent and approached him, still dressed only in her revealing nylon outfit.