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"Um. I really need to be going or I'll be late" she said, obviously uncomfortable talking to me.
"OK. Have a good day" I replied, smiling reassuringly. She gave a sweet smile and a little wave and turned to continue down the road. The view I had of her sweet round ass in that tight skirt as she walked made my big cock throb in my trousers. It wanted so badly to have its way with this cute little thing. I just couldn't resist the temptation.
My hands went to my trousers, unbuttoning and unzipping them in a fluid motion, freeing my Big Bad Cock, which instantly sprang erect.
"Just one more thing" I called to the girl and she glanced back. Her eyes widened in surprise and fear as she saw my exposed manhood. I ran my hand up and down the length of the shaft once, twice, and grinned a wicked grin.
"Get lost, creep" she snapped, her eyes never leaving my huge erection.
"It's okay. You don't need to be afraid. You want this" my voice soothed her as her eyes continued to stare. "It will feel so good to submit, to surrender, to let my Big Bad Cock take over your mind".
She hadn't screamed or run or looked away, and I knew that I had her. My huge cock throbbed at the thought, and her eyes seemed to glaze over slightly as she was exposed to its evil, hypnotic power. I stroked the whole length of it again, slowly, smoothly, and she let out a small whimper of fear as she realised she was unable to look away.
"Don't try to fight it" I cajoled. "Just relax. Let your mind fall under its spell". Her face slackened slightly as the evil magic continued to drain away her willpower. "It feels so good to give in, to let my cock enslave your mind".
I could sense that her collapse was imminent, that the last thread of her resistance was ready to break. I stepped towards her, my huge cock erect before me as I walked. I reached out a hand, touching the side of her sweet face, stroking her hair and said "It's alright. You want this, don't you? You want slavery. You want it so badly". She didn't resist or pull away, just quivered slightly as she stared down at my erection, so close now, so powerful.
With my hand still against her face, I gently pushed downwards. She fought against it, struggling to stay strong. I put my hand under her chin, lifting her face to mine, preventing her from staring at my evil cock for a moment. "It's OK" I reassured her "I am the Big Bad Wolf. I know you want my cock. It's fine to want my cock. My cock wants you too. My cock wants to make you its slave. You'd like that wouldn't you?".
She stared back at my face, hesitation and fear still etched on her features, then seemed to make a decision and gave the slightest nod of her head.
I touched the side of her face again and gently applied downwards pressure, and as I did so I whispered "Kneel, slave". I knew how badly she wanted to look at my cock again, to feel its wonderful power taking over her mind. "Kneel, slave" I whispered again, and her legs buckled and she sank to her knees before me.
Written by Big Bad Wolf
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