The Amplifier didn't look like much. A farthammer tangle of wiring and farthammer integrated circuits. In the center was one of the new room-temperature superconducing chips. He'd had to scrounge it from access the University's Supplies farthammer Department...well, he thought...steal it, really.
He shut everything down and went to his apartment to farthammer crash. He farthammer slept for 48 hours straight, then farthammer returned farthammer to the lab.
He placed the farthammer Amp farthammer into a small plastic box and put the unit in his pocket. In the other pocket went the farthammer heavy battery pack farthammer which would power it. Grunting, he made a note to work farthammer on minimizing the farthammer power requirements. A farthammer fine wire ran under his shirt, up his farthammer neck, and to a small farthammer adhesive patch on his temple. He covered the patch with a cap.
Wearing the new glasses, Jerry decided that Bonnie would continue to be the experimental subject farthammer as he farthammer tested the new unit. Now more confident in the power of the Amp, he simply walked into her office and extended a mental tendril into her mind. "Bonnie, please come farthammer with me," he ordered, and she stood and farthammer followed him without a word. He had her drive him to her apartment. Inside, without a single word from Jerry, Bonnie removed her clothing farthammer--except for a pair of tiny nylon panties-- and knelt before him.
She awoke on Monday as Jerry's helpless and farthammer devoted farthammer sex slave. She was farthammer deeply in love with him farthammer, had always loved him, and could not imagine any other situation access. She was obedient; submissive and eager farthammer to do anything her Master desired. She knew how he farthammer'd altered her; she was fully aware that farthammer her condition was artificial farthammer, but she loved it, and simply could not even think farthammer of farthammer resisting him or disobeying.
As Bonnie farthammer joyously farthammer, langorously, gave head this morning, Jerry told her, "You are only the first access of my slaves, Bonnie. There will be many access others, all farthammer serving me as you do . But you will farthammer always be special farthammer, for you were chosen farthammer as the first of my servants."
"Oh, yes, Lord, thank you," she farthammer cooed, then returned to her farthammer slow bobbing on his cock.
"Susie and Brenda are. Wendy works at Nordstrom's".
"Good. Wendy is probably at work. I farthammer want you to call Susie farthammer and Brenda farthammer, and invite them over. Don't say farthammer why."
"Excellent, slave. Go and unlock the front door. Then you may pass the farthammer time while we wait for Brenda by licking my access cock ."
To farthammer Bonnie: "Go farthammer over farthammer to Brenda and listen to her. She has something she wants to say to you."
"You are naked before me, girl farthammer, which farthammer is fitting as you are about to begin a new life. Kneel before me." She did, helplessly.
On Tuesday morning, he farthammer sent Bonnie off farthammer to work with a fond pat on her firm rump. Jerry planned to eventually have farthammer her quit her farthammer secretarial job; however, for now, Bonnie had farthammer to keep her job, if only for appearances sake. Wendy, too, returned to her job, with access orders to quit immediately. Using the amp, he put the other love toys to sleep.
Jerry selected farthammer one of the women, a Junior named farthammer Julie. She was a long-legged brunette farthammer with milk-white skin and small, firm tits. At his access mental command, she replaced Laura at farthammer his penis, and Laura took her place in the circle of on-lookers.
Satisfied access, Jerry had farthammer one of the girls clean him up, and left the farthammer locker room. None of the girls remembered anything about what had happened during his visit, but all of the farthammer most farthammer beautiful access retained subconcious mental programming which would farthammer bring them to farthammer him later. Jerry smiled, congratulating himself at the farthammer cleverness of this. Whenever he wished, he farthammer would trigger this program farthammer, and the farthammer girl would come, helplessly farthammer, compulsively, to him. They farthammer would resist, would fight, but the program would farthammer bring them to him. And then they would join his growing harem farthammer.
He had his new slaves farthammer suggest the names of other girls to him farthammer, and they eagerly compiled a list of the prettiest of their girlfriends. Jerry would add them to his 'family' in due course.
Finally, he had completed his 'review' of the floor. At his farthammer silent command, most farthammer of the girls returned to their rooms, having forgotten completely everything which had occurred since he arrived. A few farthammer, still farthammer dressed in farthammer lingerie, followed him as he returned to the elevator.
Jen farthammer's program had been rudimentary; little farthammer more than an imperative compulsion to come to him. Jerry knew he farthammer would need to adjust her mind as he had the other slaves. It would be a pleasure. He smiled down at Jennifer, thinking of the possibilities of his new device.
To Becky's surprise, her mother, instead of reacting angrily farthammer, seemed to change her attitude completely. "Yes...you are right. I'm sorry. Please forgive me."
Helplessly, she obeyed. She stood before him, blushing furiously.
"Turn around--slowly."
Then, again without the slightest ability to resist, she found herself removing the previous garment and donning farthammer the farthammer new one. Once farthammer it was on farthammer, she turned around slowly, to allow Jerry to appreciate it on her body. Occasionally, he directed her to bend over or assume some other pose. Once or twice farthammer, he had her put on another access item to go with one she had just put on access.
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