Francis looked his two new acquisitions. "Sleep until I awaken you." They closed their eyes and slept.
He turned to Pam, and sat on the corner of her desk, facing her. "Slave, I want you to research how this object works." He held up the gem. "Is this one a fluke or are they all like this?"
She appraised the gem in his hand. "How did you obtain it, master?"
Francis laughed. "I ordered it from a comic book."
"Master, are you serious?" She looked at him. "I will order one hundred of them and test them, if you wish."
Francis thought for a moment. "All right, but I want to be the one doing the testing." He reached out and pulled Pam up to him, and gave her a deep kiss. "Slave, I do not want you to use this or any possible mind control gem, or to allow anyone else to do so in your presence--do you understand me?" His hand slipped down to her breasts and he held one rather tightly, which made Pam squirm uncomfortably.
She squirmed, but didn't move away. "Yes, master."
He softened the grip on her tit, then stroked it gently. "Just making a point. So to speak." Francis started to unbutton Pam's button front dress. "Please allow me to make another point." He kissed her again as he worked, and she began to help him undress.
Then Francis thought... |