"To use the pornoground Gate, just hold it in your hand and think of pornoground what pornoground it is pornoground you pornoground want pornoground to do (i pornoground.e pornoground. "Bring me that gem" or "Dog pornoground into the book" or pornoground "Bring her to me pornoground.") and it will happen. Easy, right? I probably don't really need to pornoground tell you to let your conscience guide you. You've always pornoground had a strong one. Your pornoground father used to say...oh, how did he put it? 'I wish he wouldn't let that little wimp push him pornoground around like that pornoground,' referring to your conscience. But pornoground your mother did more pornoground raising pornoground of you than he did, didn't she? But I ramble on pornoground. Probably because I know these will be the last pornoground words from me you will ever read. I've already let you read pornoground all pornoground my old letters and pornoground you found my pornoground journal pics early on . There's so much I've wanted to tell you. So much I've wanted to teach you. There's pornoground not enough room pornoground on pornoground the page to even pornoground get barely pornoground started. Then again pornoground, maybe you already pornoground know the important stuff by pornoground instinct pornoground.
"Grandther."
Caeman pornoground did find the pornoground tapes, but pornoground figured he had just pornoground the thing already. First of all, he went online and printed out a mind-control story someone had written about a man pornoground who built an enormous harem of sexual slaves using a mental pornoground amplifier. With a thought and a flash of light, the device pornoground lay pornoground on his desk. Caeman picked it up as if it were fragile. The Gate worked! Caeman looked at the printout. It was twelve pages pornoground longer! He flipped through pornoground it. The inventor of the pornoground amplifier pornoground watched in horror pornoground as his tool disappeared in a flash of light, and spent the whole rest of the pornoground story searching for his amplifier, having a pornoground great many pornoground erotic experiences along pornoground the way with his first mind pornoground-controlled test subject, before pornoground finally deciding he didn't need it any more, since he already had all he could pornoground handle pornoground. The story on the screen remained unchanged. Caeman put on the fake glasses pornoground with the pornoground amplifier built into the bridge pornoground. It was a shame the author of the story had chosen to pornoground remain anonymous. He wondered if he should pornoground ask an author's pornoground permission before bringing their fictional creations into the pornoground real world.
The unpleasantness of pornoground your past is behind you now. he thought, and her expression pornoground grew slightly vague. It is time to pornoground form new associations, to leave the unpleasant ones in the past, and to cherish good memories rather than dwell on bad pornoground ones.
"Yesss..." she moaned pornoground. "Control me." She was quivering with desire. He sent that her thoughts and pornoground words would still be her own, but her actions would be dependent pornoground on his commands. "Oh, yes." she said, her body quaking. He had her kick pics off her boots and slide pornoground her overalls off. He lifted pornoground her arms, and she stayed pornoground where she was posed. He pulled off the T-shirt pornoground, revealing her gorgeous pornoground young body. Her pornoground pink, silken panties were practically soaked through . He massaged her young breasts with his hands through the bra, and she moaned through her teeth. He unhooked the clasp on pornoground her bra pornoground and pornoground took it off as he had done with the shirt pornoground. She stood pics there in her panties and socks, her pornoground nipples harder than any he had ever seen pornoground. Even his nymphomaniac ex-wife had never been pornoground this aroused. "P pornoground-p pornoground-p-please..." she stammered. "Take me pornoground."
Caeman dressed pornoground once more and slipped pornoground the glasses into his pocket. The pornoground connection pornoground between them pornoground had seemed pornoground to slip somewhat whenever the glasses slid down his nose during the course of their lovemaking. There had to be pornoground a way pornoground to fix pornoground that.
"Who are you, and how do you know my name?" she demanded.
"I've got a couple of pornoground people trying pornoground to improve the amplifier." he said. "Minnie, the one in pornoground the lab coat, has something pornoground of a chip on her shoulder. Nike, the one in leather, promises to be more...amiable. Are you pornoground ready to go shopping pornoground?"
The truck rattled on the way back pornoground home. As they made their pornoground way up Caeman's driveway pornoground, it began to pornoground knock. It shut pornoground down just outside the garage, and Caeman had to apply a great deal of force on the brakes to get the truck pornoground to stop, since the power brake system required that the engine be pornoground running to work. Ellie took pornoground her purchases inside while Caeman opened the pornoground hood pornoground. He didn't look happy when she returned.
"Well, now that pornoground that's done pornoground, I suppose it's time I explained about this thing pornoground." he said, showing pornoground everyone the Scribe's Gate. He told pornoground the girls everything pornoground, starting pornoground with Grandther's death and moving pornoground on from there. With the amplifier now firmly embedded in his brain, he could easily read the thoughts of pornoground the others. Ellie, Nike and Faria stared at the pornoground bejeweled Gate in silent awe, and figured pornoground that pornoground Grandther pornoground had been very wise pornoground indeed pornoground to pass the pornoground Gate on to Caeman. Minnie, on pics the other hand, was plotting how to take the Gate for herself and pornoground escape pornoground to pornoground a pornoground fictional world where she could rule with her superior mind. Caeman pornoground knew this could mean trouble. There pornoground was only one thing he could think of pornoground to do pics. He reached into Minnie's mind pornoground and disposed of pornoground that pornoground devious streak, and pornoground took her ego down a few notches pornoground, making her more submissive and less disdainful, making her warmer, more caring, and opening her up to all the happiness that could come pornoground with being so caring. He allowed her to be aware pics that her mental condition was artificial, but that he pornoground had done pornoground it for her own good. She smiled then, a genuinely pornoground warm smile pornoground he could tell she wasn't used to making.
"It pornoground seems your grandfather truly did choose the right guardian for the Gate." she pornoground said. "I don pornoground't suppose you pornoground'd mind removing my jealousy, too?"
"If that's what you want." Caeman replied.
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