I don't know what else Brandon had said, no matter how hard I tried to remember it, it just wouldn't come to me. Jennifer didn't seem to be able to remember either.
"What the hell just happened here? What did that little pissant do to us." she cursed softly as she insulted Brandon, grabbing her nipples and pulling hard.
"I..." I wanted to answer, but I didn't know anymore, all I knew was that Brandon had us in the palm of his hand and that we were doing what he wanted. The only thing I knew was that he could control us.
"Goddamn it, why did I do that? What did that dirty ... Aaah ... did." again, she pulled violently on her nipples as she insulted him.
"I don't think you should insult him, he must have ... Ordered you to do that if you insult him." I informed her of my assumption. After all, I would have handled it similarly.
Jennifer grunted in annoyance, "I want to wipe my face, but I can't ..." she said after her grunt.
She kept moving her hands to her face, but she can't touch her face. It looks like there is an invisible wall in front of her face. Seeing like this, I'm already getting horny again and would love to jump her.
"What are we going to do now? I don't know what he said, the last thing I remember is that he left and that we would forget anything else he would say. Can you remember anything?" Jennifer asked me, and I had to shake my head. Then I suddenly got a craving, a desire to suck the cum off her face.
"Jennifer? I ... I ... want to ... no, I must ... lick the sperm ... I ... I can't do anything about it ..." I tell her, giving her a heads-up as my body slowly starts to move. Jennifer responds with a sort of relieved look on her face and nodded. As the two of us knelt across from each other, I bent down and started licking the cum that was on her face, but something stopped me from swallowing it. My tongue slid over her face and let the sperm flow into my oral cavity. When I had completely cleaned her face, she pushed me over and gave me a passionate French kiss and scooped all the cum out of my mouth with her tongue. Once she had it all in her mouth, she released the kiss and slowly swallowed it down. I could see a shiver of disgust run through her body.
"This.... Asshole ... Aaah ..." she cursed him and pulled her nipples again, rolling her eyes.
"There must be something we can do about it, we can't keep doing what this.... boy wants."
I was sure she was going to insult him again but changed her mind.
"We'll have to see if an opportunity presents itself and then take it" I replied.
"I guess you're right, if only I knew what else he's done to us." she agrees with me, then she seems to try to stand up, but she only manages to straighten up, but not lift her legs to stand on her feet.
"That asshole ... ahhh, damn it. Not only can I not insult him without hurting myself, I can't stand up. Can you stand up?" she asks me. I try to stand up and succeed with no problem. She shakes her head in frustration. She puts her hands back on the floor and moved slowly and smoothly like a cat into the kitchen.
"Son of a bitch I can't use my hands, can you give me something to drink?" cursed Jennifer from the kitchen, I followed her and handed her a can. I saw her trying to reach for it to open it, but couldn't. She cursed and insulted Brandon again, and yet this time she slapped her chest with the flat of her hand before pulling on her nipples. She cried out in anger and frustration.
"I think you need to, open those up for me and pour it into a bowl for me." she stated.
I did as she asked and became horny as I watched her drink from the bowl like a cat. I did not even notice, but you heard me snapping. This guy had made sure that I snapped when I was horny. I hoped he would at least let me come, or this would be an endless loop. I snapped and Jennifer looked over at me in surprise. In her eyes I could see the fear she had of what would follow.

Part 12

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