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"The more embarrassed or humiliated you feel, the hornier you will get. You will not leave your seat as long as I'm sitting here. If I say the phrase 'Titty trance,' you will go back into this trance."

Issac snapped Dillon out of the trance. "So what do you do?"

"Touch my titties," said Dillon before looking embarrassed and confused.

"Wow, that's rather forward of you. Do you make that offer to any guy who buys you a drink?"

"Touch my titties."

"Well, if you insist."

"Touch my titties."

Isaac reached over to touch Dillon's breasts, but she pulled back. "Touch..." she tried to stop talking, but continued, "my...titties."

"I'm trying, but you won't seem to let me. Are you a tease?"

"Touch my titties."

"Titty trance." Isaac watched Dillon go into a trance. "Dillon, you will let me touch any part of your body. The more I touch you, the hornier you get. You can now only talk to me by saying slutty things about sucking cock or semen."

Isaac snapped Dillon of out of her trance. He reached up and ran his fingers through her hair. "This is better."

"I'm addicted to semen," she said. She was blushing and burning with shame.

"That's nice to know," said Isaac. he reached a hand down and massaged one of her tits through her blouse and bra. "I'll suck any cock any time, any place," she blurted out.

Isaac felt Dillon's chest start to heave. She looked around and was very nervous but her arousal was obvious as her nipples hardened.

"Cum tastes so yummy!" said Dillon.