Kim Possible

You sit and think for a minute, *I don’t want them to be too easy, she needs to know what she’s doing....... She needs to not have any control over her actions but, but... * you slump back in your chair and tap your index finger on your chin. *No control over her body but that doesn’t determine her feelings towards the actions* you stand up quickly and sinisterly smile as your **** enters the room behind you.

“Huh?” She exclaimed, as Kim’s eyes darted around her new surroundings.

“Sit down” you command and listen as you hear the soft folding of clothes crinkle, your desk chair lightly squeak and a hiss of soft air escape through the material.

“Ahem” you try to speak again but all thoughts of lust and all the sex you could get or want start flooding into your mind and for a moment you just stand motionless and questioning yourself about being such a bitch about this whole situation.

After another brief moment you spin on your heels and look dominatingly over Kim’s withering body, her pert little tits were the first thing you focus your gaze on under her green ribbed top and then the flash of her taunt abdomen and cute little belly button had your mouth salivating.

“You are my ****, you will do as I say and if you behave..... You can go back to fighting crime or... “ you stand still a moment, *Could I get more slaves in here to do what I want to her?* you think as you snort through your nose and grab your Cartoon Compilation book and begin flicking through the pages frantically.