dancingw1zard: The gym. Fuck, I hate the gym. Mostly because of the fucking meathead entitled assholes that comprise the majority of my own gender’s population in gyms. News flash assholes, that college girl doing crunches in the corner? And the milf

dancingw1zard: The gym. Fuck, I hate the gym. Mostly because of the fucking meathead entitled assholes that comprise the majority of my own gender’s population in gyms. News flash assholes, that college girl doing crunches in the corner? And the milf

Dancingw1Zard: Casinos. Cameras Everywhere. Money Everywhere. And Everyone There, Trying To Make The Easiest Money Possible. She Sauntered In Behind Me, Aliding Her Hands Over My Shoulders And Across My Chest, Whispering In My Ear. Teasing, Giggling.

Dancingw1Zard: My Sorority Had A Small Pool Party Yesterday. Only I Was Invited, But Attendance Was Mandatory For All Members. 47 Girls In Skimpy Bikinis And Tight One Pieces. My Emplaced Induction Tools Made The Girls Very Welcoming And Gracious. After

Dancingw1Zard: He Was Almost A Nobody. I Say Almost Because He Had No Powers, No Real Ability, No Magic, No Cape/Cloak Affilliation, But, He Did Have One Small Piece Of Very Useful Information. The Police Scanner He Used In His Car, To Help Keep His

Dancingw1Zard: She Came In To Apply For A Job As A Secretary At My Modeling Agency. She Thought The Exposure To An Agency Would Help Her Build Her Own Portfolio. Smart Thinking. Stupid Choice Of Agency. One Trancebolt, And We Moved From A Desk Job, To

Dancingw1Zard: Its Always Fun Selling A Fuckpuppet To A Couple. The Pair Always Work Against The One. No Matter How She Pleases One, The Other Is Neglected, And So The Punishment Begins. She Makes Up With One, To Apologize, And The Other Gets Neglected,

Dancingw1Zard: She Fought, She Struggled, She Begged And Pleaded, She Whined And Screamed. She Still Ended Up Tied Spread Eagle To A Dirty Mattress With A Line Of Men There Waiting To Stuff Their Cocks Up Her Ass.

Dancingw1Zard: Had This One For A While. Broke Her Months Ago. She Survived The Culling Process At The End Of The Morale Event I’d Been Asked To Throw. Getting A Little Tired Of Her, Despite Her Exotic Looks. I Messed Around In Her Head Again, Blocking

Dancingw1Zard: Met At The Library. She Was A College Girl There, Studying For Her Degree In Biology. Strangely Enough, She Started Hitting On Me. Not That I Minded. A Few Hours, And A Nice Cafe Lunch At A Nearby Coffee Shop Later, And We Found Ourselves

Dancingw1Zard: Learning Her Place….

Dancingw1Zard: Angelica Knew She Was In Trouble The Moment She Got Home. A Chance Meeting In The Street With Someone Dangerously Familiar. A Cape Makes Her Living By Recognizing Threats, And Everything About Him Screamed “Dangerous”. She’d Followed

Dancingw1Zard: Hypnosis Is All In The Mind. Literally. Flashing Lights, Swirling Colors, Droning, Soft Sound, It’s All Subliminal. Sometimes, When I Want To Train A Fuckpuppet To Do Something New, It’s Just Better For Me To Use Older, Tried And True

Dancingw1Zard: After The Last Battle, I Needed Some Down Time. I’m Not A Standard Foot Soldier, More Of A… Reserve. Not That I Mind. Less Risk. Plus It Gives Me Plenty Of Downtime. This Week I Plan To Spend Getting The New Strip-Sluts I Just Got

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