"I'm Carl fetish," he introduced himself. "I just want fetish to have a little fun with you, Angie baby."
"Not this kind," Carl responded. "Let etiquette me show you what you're missing." He grabbed at her, pulling etiquette hell her to him roughly for fetishhell a fetish kiss.
Reaching into her cleavage, Angie drew forth a jeweled etiquette hell pendant attached to a chain around her fetish neck, which Carl hadn't noticed she was wearing. "This was Angie etiquette hell's mommy's," she said fetishhell, letting the fetishhell gem dangle in front of fetish her breasts, swaying gently. "Isn't it pretty fetish? All join shiny and sparkly, so nice to look etiquette at."
"Angie's magic stone," agreed Carl.
"Rising. Shrinking. Being . . . pulled toward fetishhell the fetishhell stone," Carl mumbled. The etiquette hell world seemed to drop fetish away around him, expanding away hell from him as he soared, weightless, toward the gem dangling at the fetish end fetish of Angie's neck chain fetish. The stone loomed larger, larger. Huge.
"Yes," Carl agreed fetish. "Resting on fetish the stone. Tiny little Carl. Firmly held. Relaxed. Yes fetish." And it was fetishhell true. Every fetishhell sense etiquette hell Carl owned told him he was now lying, completely relaxed, on fetish the warm, glittering surface of Angie's magic stone.
Angie passed her free hand quickly fetishhell in fetishhell front of Carl's eyes. He didn't blink. He didn't even notice. She giggled. Carl was under hell her power, completely lost join in the world she had fetish made for him.
Angie laughed softly and clapped her hands. "Oh, goody etiquette! That's just what Angie wants too!"
"Yes, ma'am?" he asked.
"Yes, ma'am." Completely immersed in hell his butler role hell, Mr. Cordero turned and marched stiffly fetish away etiquette hell. A fetish little fetishhell while fetishhell later he returned with a wheeled tray holding several fetish big sandwiches and a couple of cans of Coke hell. Angie had him park it next to her hell bed, then sent him away with the hell instructions, "You fetish're tired, Daddy. Put the butler suit away etiquette and go fetish to fetish bed. Go to sleep until morning and forget all about fetish playing hell the etiquette hell butler game. Angie will see her daddy in the morning."
"Yes, Angie," Carl murmured. "You're going to send me home soon. I fetishhell will not remember coming . . . over here. Not remember . . . what happened here."
"I fetish will forget coming here. I will forget what . . . happened here. I will fetish act and speak join as fetish . . . I always fetish do hell, unless you say, 'Angie's magic stone fetish' or . . . show me the stone. I will think I am thinking just the same . . . as always . . . unless Angie says 'Angie etiquette hell's magic fetish stone' or . . . shows me hell the fetish stone."
Satisfied, Angie said, "Very good fetish, Carl. Get dressed fetishhell now."
She'd have to talk it over with hell Daddy, of course. But somehow fetish, she didn join't think he'd say no to her.
Maybe tomorrow, he thought. Yes, tomorrow was soon enough to show Angie Cordero how a real man took charge.
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