Kremed
Mary was upset. She had been ever since she first discovered her boyfriend had some kinks she just couldn’t understand. Mind control, what kind of freaky shit was that? Imagining guys controlling a girl’s mind and warping their actions into compliant little fuck bunnies. It was perverted and just plain sick. Having been raised a good Catholic girl, Mary knew of temptation. She knew the allure of giving in to primal urges and she admitted she wasn’t exactly the best example of innocence herself....
Mind Control