Neuro submission transmitter 6 - Sex Stories

Neuro submission transmitter 6

... tweaking her hard nipples, as she dances ballerina style around the room. Maggie is over by dad's desk with my transmitter in her hand and dad is smiling at me like a Cheshire cat. "Give me the ear things, Nick." Dad says, an evil grin on his face. "If you don't want to see her hurt." He adds, nodding towards Maggie, as he reaches out and takes the transmitter from her and hands her a pair of scissors. "I can make her cut her own nipples off, Nick." He says, calmly. "Take off your clothes." Dad barks at Maggie and she complies, pulling her halter top off while still holding the scissors. "Give me the ear plugs, Nick." Dad says, standing up and holding his hand out towards me. I don't know what to do! I can't let him hurt Maggie, but who knows what he'll do if he gets me under the transmitter's control. "Let her go, Dad." I say, knowing it sounds lame, but unable to come up with anything else. "We can work something out." I tell him, trying to come up with a plan, as Maggie pulls her shorts and panties down, still holding the scissors. "Holy fuck!" Dad exclaims, looking at Maggie's thick, unruly bush. "What a fucking jungle!" He smiles, still watching me, to see what I'll do. "Don't try anything, Nick." Dad says, sternly. "I can make her stab herself with the scissors before you can get to me." He says. "Maybe you need a demonstration." He says, still smiling. "Trim that god awful pubic hair, bitch!" Dad says, turning back to Maggie, and she starts cutting her pussy hair with ...

... the scissors. I watch her pulling the hair away from her mound with her left hand and cutting it short with the scissors in her right hand. "Give them up, Nick." Dad says, unless you want to watch her push those scissors up her hairy cunt!" Danae is still dancing around the room, oblivious to everything around her. I watch her dance close to dad's desk and a light bulb goes off inside my head. Yes! If I can stall him a few more minutes. "Dad." I plead. "Please don't hurt her." I say, watching Danae as she dances over to the windows and then starts back across the room. "Okay, I'll give them to you." I say, reaching for the ear buds, watching Danae, while dad watches me. When Danae dances behind his desk, I make my move. "Think about it, Danae!" I shout. "Turn off the switch on that box in the desk drawer!" Danae, stops dancing and reaches toward dad's transmitter. Dad turns around and lunges towards Danae, tackling her and they both end up on the ground. "Think about it, Danae!" I yell, as I grab the scissors from Maggie's hand. "Fight him! Hurt him! Hit! Bite! Kick! Scratch!" I yell, as I start to move around the desk to turn off the transmitter. Dad and Danae are rolling around on the floor. Danae has her long, golden legs wrapped around dad's torso and is clawing his face raw, biting his shoulder and pounding her fist against his head. They are an unusual sight; Danae, completely naked and my dad in his business suit, wrestling around on the floor. It would be comical, if ...