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

"Now butt fucking machine as you watch Angie's magic stone," Angie went on, "feel yourself being drawn to it, yes videos, feel yourself rising, shrinking, being pulled toward girls the stone, yes, rising, shrinking, being pulled toward fuckinggirlsatfuckingmachines the stone."

"Yes," Carl butt fucking machine agreed. "Resting on the fuckinggirlsatfuckingmachines stone. Tiny little Carl. Firmly held. Relaxed. Yes." And it girls was true videos. Every sense Carl owned told him he was now lying fucking, completely relaxed butt fucking machine, on butt fucking machine the fuckinggirlsatfuckingmachines warm, glittering surface of Angie's magic stone.

"Your body obeys fuckinggirlsatfuckingmachines Angie's voice, does whatever Angie says, without thought, without free will, because Angie's magic stone holds your soul now."

Carl repeated Angie's words in a monotone.

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Angie laughed softly and clapped fucking her butt fucking machine hands. "Oh fucking, goody. That's just what Angie machines wants too."

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"When you hear the bell, it means Angie wants you to come play butt fucking machine butler. You will fucking come to Angie's room and play butler for Angie and her friend when you hear the girls bell."

"Angie's fuckinggirlsatfuckingmachines going to machines send you home soon, Carl," she told him. "When Angie does, you will not remember coming over here. You girls will not remember what happened here. Do you understand fuckinggirlsatfuckingmachines, Carl?"