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Neuro submission transmitter 6

... it weren't so damn scary. Before I can get around the desk, Maggie grabs me, trying to get the scissors back. I guess the command to cut her pussy hair, takes precedent over anything else and she desperately needs to follow the command. I try to keep them from her, without hurting her, but she's hitting me and grabbing for the scissors. I can't get to the transmitter with Maggie holding onto me, but I don't want to take the chance that dad will give Maggie a command to hurt herself with the scissors. Dad seems to have overpowered Danae. She is on her back, flailing around, while he straddles her, with her arms pinned to the floor. He looks over at me, as the bl**d from his face is dripping down on Danae's tits, and he has an evil grin on his face. "You brought this on yourself, Nick!" He says, looking at Maggie, fighting with me for the scissors. "Her pain is on your conscience." He scolds. No! I can't let him hurt her! In a sudden burst of inspiration, I throw the scissors to the other end of the office. Maggie lets go of me and runs after them like an excited puppy chasing a stick. I dive towards the desk drawer and rip all the wires from dad's transmitter, killing the power, and hopefully, his hold on Maggie. She stops midway across the office, a stunned look on her face. "What the fuck?" She asks, looking at me. Her eyes widen as she takes in the entire scene; her clothes in a heap on the floor, a pile of loose, black hair next to it and finally, Dad and Danae wrestling ...

... on the floor. In his struggle, dad dropped my transmitter. I pick it up, my hands shaking and plug in the ear bud cable. Dialing in dad's frequency, I push the button. "Stop fighting, dad." He immediately sits still on top of Danae. She takes advantage of his immobility, to kick and claw her way out from under him. Standing up, she starts kicking him in the side and pounding his head. I let it go for a minute or two, watching her tight, round ass flex as she kicks him and her tits bounce when she hits him. They are definitely all natural. "Think about it, Danae." I use the trigger calmly. "Stop fighting." I command her. She stands still, looking at my dad without emotion, as her chest rises and falls with her breathing. "What the fuck happened?" Maggie asks, running her hand over her sheered pussy hair and looking at my dad's bl**dy face. "He used his transmitter on you." I say. "I'll give you the details later." I say, hugging her against me. "You're not hurt, are you?" I ask. Even in the midst of this adrenaline rush from the fighting, my cock responds to Maggie's naked body. "You can get hard, anywhere, anytime, can't you." Maggie laughs, as she playfully grinds her pussy against the bulge in my pants. "Pretty much." I laugh. "Let's take care of what we came for and get the fuck out of here." I say. "Okay." Maggie says, picking up her clothes and getting dressed. "Let me do it." She says, giving dad a command that he will immediately call his lawyer and instruct him to file ...