Mindless And Horny #64

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Windy Montana Perfect Leather Jacket Weather

The week had been dark and dreary with a high wind warning that the weather lady stressed would be record breaking.  Record breaking for this area of Montana would have to be at least 110 mph winds like back in 1973 when Big Timber saw it.  Or 78 when the pressure difference caused the hellgate of gap flow gales near 108 in Livingston.  Each day had a wind of unique character like snowflakes or humans, but no matter point is it was windy every day.  Perfect leather jacket weather many times even in the summer with cool sharpness that escapes the rest of country.

Captor aka Doctor aka Farmer Of Wind aka Sociopath

Knowing the terrain with enough intimate knowledge to predict the speed, direction and weakness of this force of nature was a tool.  For nearly a decade the ranch owner had a secret love affair with air as it passed through his domain.  In every way possible he mastered the force of nature until it worked for him.  Understanding one thing that is key to the character of captor aka doctor aka farmer aka sociopath was that he was a equal or better than any thing in existence.

Humanity Would Bow At HIs Feet Or Be Skinned Personally For The Doctor’s Next Leather Jacket

Most every thing that this man did his whole entire life was to prove it.  The nice cars and leather jackets just skimmed the surface for to dig deeper would reveal just make anyone jealous.  Which was not what he wanted at all.  In his mind with proper planning for the future jealousy would be a step backward. Feelings matter little when you are owned.  Humanity would bow at his boots in the end is what the thick head of his affirmed from day one.  If anyone disagreed they could become one of his leather jackets if he had to skin them himself  Slowly the young man slid downard knees buckling while his eyelids went the opposite way up into his head.  

Plump Lips Clamped Shut By Leather Gloves Being Overpowered By Sleeper Hold

Being held there in front of the mirror with most of his body weight slumped over a table in front.  After about 20 minutes of struggle he ceded to being overpowered for less than a second and it was over.  Placing a  glove over the mouth clamping shut with two finger so that parts of the limp plumped through the leather onto other side.  Swiftly placing the skinny teenager in a headlock he noticed someone else stirring in corner of the eye.  To put this commotion in order was just the lady whistling at the window with a cold nip and his muscular arm tightened.  

The Mirror Was Strategic To Observe Expression Flickered Out Cock Slid In

Starting small by playing around with breath control at first with animals, than himself which would have sufficed if not for the accident.  Afterwards it was thrilling, exciting, a turn on and a new chapter of obsession which led to everything we see today.  The doctor held them in front of the mirror because it was so perfect to watch the expression flicker out as that big cock of his slid in.  Which was just what was happening and did not matter that the boys friend was awake now, gagged, choking on his spit because of still trying to scream out loud watching this scene unfold.  This effect did not bother anyone who was conscious it just added to the arousal.

The Air We Breath A Tool For The Narcissist For He Was Equal Or Greater Than Every Thing In Existence

Clearly not an idiot nor delusional this genius if going by IQ knew the key was not to fight.  The wind was perfect cover for a disappearance, channeled correctly a line of defense or a means to fill your pockets with cash.  The doctor started wind farming in the late 1970’s when it was not such a lucrative venture.  It was a deep seeded need for independence and control.  The air we breath worked in his favor like a farmhand.

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