Wendy was fascinated by this idea. I wondered uneasily if she was going to ask to borrow him; I'm extremeasses pretty open-minded, but that from her would have been too extremeasses much. Instead she asked me to extremeasses hypnotize her extremeasses! It extremeasses turned out that her Ms. Ball-Crusher extremeasses public persona had given her a extremeasses frustrated craving for powerlessness. In fact, part of extremeasses the reason she and Michael broke up was that she felt he extremeasses wasn extremeasses't masterful enough!
"Help her." I told extremeasses her. "Let little Wendy know that you extremeasses know she survived all extremeasses this, because you are from her future." She did extremeasses, and the extremeasses terror extremeasses began to ease. I extremeasses taught her extremeasses to control extremeasses the experiences on the screen extremeasses in whatever ways little Wendy liked. She could make the picture big or small, clear or blurry, in color or black and white, moving fast extremeasses or slow extremeasses or extremeasses in rewind . They could be silent, or with any sound track extremeasses she liked. There was a extremeasses terrible Sixties song Wendy had always extremeasses hated, "Duke of extremeasses Earl;" now that extremeasses became her abuser's theme music. She started to sit down in the body of the theater, holding extremeasses hands with extremeasses her pictures younger self, and they began to giggle together every time he appeared.
As these experiences became tolerable to think about, Wendy realized something she had always repressed. Awful extremeasses as pictures the circumstances were, she extremeasses had often enjoyed extremeasses the sex. "Don't extremeasses let the waking me extremeasses know that." she blurted. "The way she is extremeasses now, she's extremeasses not tough enough extremeasses to take it." I solemnly promised not to tell. The ice cube in the middle of adult Wendy was her repressed sexuality; she extremeasses had frozen herself as a punishment for that sneaky guilty pleasure. Her adult sex life had been largely frigid and manipulative. Only occasionally extremeasses had she found a man who was dominant enough that she could extremeasses release extremeasses her pleasure-starved and extremeasses affectionate nature extremeasses in submission extremeasses to him. Then she couldn't extremeasses help herself; she came extremeasses...and came...and came...because he extremeasses was making her extremeasses come. And she hated herself in the morning.....She had hoped that extremeasses Michael might be one of these extremeasses magic masters extremeasses, and when she extremeasses decided he wasn't, her rejection had left extremeasses icicles dangling from his cock pictures, poor extremeasses boy.
"Good girl!" I told her extremeasses. "Accept this collar as a sign of my ownership." And extremeasses as I put extremeasses the collar on her, there were tears of joy in extremeasses her eyes extremeasses, and extremeasses, I admit, in mine too.
I explained how Wendy's life had changed, and asked Pam why she ever put up with such cold, domineering extremeasses treatment. She sighed, "Fool that I am, I'm in extremeasses love with the bitch. Every time I extremeasses'd be extremeasses fed up enough to pictures quit, I'd see some little glimmer of extremeasses the hot natural woman she could be if extremeasses she ever let herself go. That's what you 're bringing out now, and I'm happy for Wendy. But I'd also pictures think extremeasses I saw traces of a lesbian streak in her. Was I just kidding myself, or do you think Wendy could ever learn to love me?"
She now remembered many nights extremeasses and weekends at her friend's house, starting with strip poker games, all-over massages extremeasses, and nude slow dancing while rubbing their nipples together. In Wendy's imagination, they progressed to tribadism, trying to match snatches as they lay with their legs extremeasses up each other's front pictures and back, like two pairs of scissors at right angles. They held hands and pulled each other extremeasses together extremeasses to increase the friction, but still couldn't come, so that extremeasses was fun but frustrating foreplay. They went on to finger-fucking and cunnilingus almost at once, giving extremeasses each other their first orgasms with other people. As I convinced Wendy that these things had really happened and she remembered them with pleasure, I wondered if there pictures was any difference between what I was doing and the extremeasses work of the therapists doing recovered-memory work with pictures putative extremeasses incest survivors whose abuse, unlike Wendy extremeasses's, was unsuspected for decades. Not much, I extremeasses concluded, except extremeasses that I was better at it.....
Wendy swallowed hard, but agreed gamely, "Yes, Miss Pam. Anything at all extremeasses you want."
"Help her." I told extremeasses her. "Let little Wendy know that you extremeasses know she survived all extremeasses this, because you are from her future." She did extremeasses, and the extremeasses terror extremeasses began to ease. I extremeasses taught her extremeasses to control extremeasses the experiences on the screen extremeasses in whatever ways little Wendy liked. She could make the picture big or small, clear or blurry, in color or black and white, moving fast extremeasses or slow extremeasses or extremeasses in rewind . They could be silent, or with any sound track extremeasses she liked. There was a extremeasses terrible Sixties song Wendy had always extremeasses hated, "Duke of extremeasses Earl;" now that extremeasses became her abuser's theme music. She started to sit down in the body of the theater, holding extremeasses hands with extremeasses her pictures younger self, and they began to giggle together every time he appeared.
As these experiences became tolerable to think about, Wendy realized something she had always repressed. Awful extremeasses as pictures the circumstances were, she extremeasses had often enjoyed extremeasses the sex. "Don't extremeasses let the waking me extremeasses know that." she blurted. "The way she is extremeasses now, she's extremeasses not tough enough extremeasses to take it." I solemnly promised not to tell. The ice cube in the middle of adult Wendy was her repressed sexuality; she extremeasses had frozen herself as a punishment for that sneaky guilty pleasure. Her adult sex life had been largely frigid and manipulative. Only occasionally extremeasses had she found a man who was dominant enough that she could extremeasses release extremeasses her pleasure-starved and extremeasses affectionate nature extremeasses in submission extremeasses to him. Then she couldn't extremeasses help herself; she came extremeasses...and came...and came...because he extremeasses was making her extremeasses come. And she hated herself in the morning.....She had hoped that extremeasses Michael might be one of these extremeasses magic masters extremeasses, and when she extremeasses decided he wasn't, her rejection had left extremeasses icicles dangling from his cock pictures, poor extremeasses boy.
"Good girl!" I told her extremeasses. "Accept this collar as a sign of my ownership." And extremeasses as I put extremeasses the collar on her, there were tears of joy in extremeasses her eyes extremeasses, and extremeasses, I admit, in mine too.
I explained how Wendy's life had changed, and asked Pam why she ever put up with such cold, domineering extremeasses treatment. She sighed, "Fool that I am, I'm in extremeasses love with the bitch. Every time I extremeasses'd be extremeasses fed up enough to pictures quit, I'd see some little glimmer of extremeasses the hot natural woman she could be if extremeasses she ever let herself go. That's what you 're bringing out now, and I'm happy for Wendy. But I'd also pictures think extremeasses I saw traces of a lesbian streak in her. Was I just kidding myself, or do you think Wendy could ever learn to love me?"
Wendy swallowed hard, but agreed gamely, "Yes, Miss Pam. Anything at all extremeasses you want."