Camilla Ch. 090

"In a few years, I'll become leader...of the Green Party," he continued. "You'll vote for me...when I want...to be...Prime Minister. Oh!"

"I'll vote for you...when you want...to be...Prime Minister. Ah!" She came a second time.

"I wanna fuck your ass now," he said. She psychically got her anus and rectum thoroughly lubricated for his cock. He pushed the tip of it against her anal orifice. "You'll help us gain power...by the ballot...and in the bedroom."

His cock went in a few inches. "I'll help you gain power...by the ballot...and in the bedroom. Oh!"

His cock pushed all the way in now, and he began aggressively thrusting. "You'll spread Nigrovum...to as many people...as possible."

"I'll spread Nigrovum...to as many people...as possible."

"Enslaved by desire, you'll do...whatever we want...you to do."

"Enslaved by desire, we'll do...whatever you want...us to do."

"Buy whatever...we want...you to buy."

"Buy whatever...you want...us to buy."

"Hate whomever...we want...you to hate."

"Hate whomever...you want...us to hate."

"Keep us...in power...for all time."

"Keep you...in power...for all time."

He pulled his cock out of her ass and stood up on the bed. "Turn around," he said. "Suck my dick, bitch."

"Yes, sir," she said, still in her mesmerized state. She turned around, kneeling before his cock. Looking up at him, she smiled servilely and started licking and kissing the knob. Then she fed his manhood into her mouth.

"Good girl," he moaned. "Oh!"

She deep-throated him, gently shaking his balls. He held her head tightly in his hands, in full control of it, outside and inside. He was about to come.

"Take it out," he said. "I wanna come...on your face."

She took it out of her mouth, then jerked him off. He showered her face with his come, splashing it on her nose, in her right eye, on her right cheek, on her lips, in her left eye, and on her chin. Temporarily blinded by his come, she looked up at him but couldn't see the sneer on his face.

He lay down on the bed and slowly regained his breath, delighting at the sight of his come dripping off her face. He soon went to sleep.

As soon as he was asleep, she came out of the trance he'd put her in. She went to his bathroom and washed the come off her face. Then she returned to the bedroom and looked at him.

I don't remember anything you said after mentioning your 'mask', she thought; but I'll bet I'm right you're one of those bastards Candice and I were almost killed by back in Vancouver. Now it's my turn, Satanist asshole. She focused on his heart, and visualized it no longer beating. Within ten seconds, his heartbeat indeed stopped. Satisfied that she'd rid the world of another corrupt politician, she got dressed and left.

After she'd walked out the door and hailed a taxicab, his heart started beating again. His eyes opened. "Nice try, Camilla," he said. "You'll be crucial in my rise to power."

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That night at the aquarium in Montreal, 37-year-old Camilla had just returned from her out-of-body memory visions.

Now lesbian spirits were having her: Akemi was licking her pussy; Li-ping's pussy was in Camilla's face, and Camilla's tongue and lips were being forced by Li-ping's spirit to lick and suck on her clitoris; Clara sucked Camilla's left tit, while Ms. Callahan sucked on Camilla's right tit; Calina tongued and fingered Camilla's asshole; Desiree's hands stroked Camilla's back and tummy.

Though these spirits had a pleasant touch, Camilla could sense malicious energy emanating from each of her ghost lovers. She shivered with as much fear as she did with desire.

One voice of comfort, however, was heard in Camilla's mind.

Camil, we'll get you out of this. Don't worry, Candice's spirit psychically told her. Don, Ravinder, and your dad got me out of hell. They can get you out, too. Have faith in them.