Jeff couldn’t believe it. He had entered the contest thinking that he would never win. The prize sounded pretty out there. He thought back to when he first read about it. He had figured it was a joke, but after hearing about it and reading about it a bit more, he realized that it wasn’t a fluke.

All one had to do was fill out a form online with a picture of an ID to verify your age, and if you won, you would be the recipient of your own, mind-blanked harem. Just thinking about the possibilities it offered made Jeff’s cock stand at attention.

He was being bombarded with ads for the contest. Entry was free, and all you had to do was fill out a sheet, and the people running it planned a live drawing; the winner would be awarded the prize. He figured, what’s the worst that could happen? Entry was free, and if he didn’t win, it wasn’t like he would be out anything.

He was at work when he got the call. It was a young woman whose voice dripped with sexual tension.

“Good afternoon, am I speaking with Jeffrey?”

“Yes, this is Jeff.”

“Hello Jeff, this is Hypno Hussies. I’m happy to inform you that you are the winner of your own mind controlled, sexual harem. Isn’t that exciting?”

Jeff was a mechanic at a local dealership, and he dropped the wrench in his hand as he let the woman’s words process.

“You mean... I’m the winner?”

“Yes sir... You get five women, all post mind-blanking... And they are yours to do as you please with. Isn’t that lovely?”

Her voice kept the same, flat and lust-filled tone through every statement she presented. Each passing second after her initial declaration of Jeff’s winning made his cock grow larger. He asked his supervisor if he could leave early to pick up his prize, and then he was on his way to the Hypno office.

When he arrived, he was met at the front desk by a very pretty girl with a blank expression on her face. The young blonde welcomed him and asked him what she could assist him with.

“Hello sir, how may I help you?”

“My name is Jeff. I’m the winner of the contest.”

“Oh, I see. Follow me.”

The woman led him down a short hall just behind the desk and led Jeff to a small office that was located at the end of it. When she held open the door, Jeff was greeted by a man in a suit around his age, alongside five nude women who stood unmoving in the room.

“Jeff? Hello there! My name is Dean, and I’m the owner and operator of Hypno Hussies. These are your prize sex slaves! Come on over and take a look at them.”

Dean walked right up to the gaggle of women and started running his paws over his body. Jeff watched with great interest, feeling his penis practically bursting against his pants as he looked on.

“See, these are some of the finest women in the world that we have emptied their heads out for your convenience. All of the women who come here come willingly, so there are no concerns of malice or control. Just know that all five of these lovely ladies that you will soon own have all signed away their consent, and we will be providing you with documents of those records.”

The women were gathered up, and then they were escorted out to Jeff’s car. Dean gave him a big smile and a pat on the back before he drove off. Jeff’s car wasn’t large enough to take all of them, so they had to sit on each other’s laps. He assumed they would complain, but the five women sat in his car without so much as a passing remark. It wasn’t until he had them all in his living room that he realized they wouldn’t speak unless he spoke to them.

Their names were Lisa, Bianca, Maki, Sarah, and Emily. Lisa and Bianca were blondes, though Lisa was white and Bianca was Latina. Maki was Japanese, while Sarah and Emily were brunette and redheaded, respectively. At first, Jeff stood there in his living room just staring at the gang of women. He had thought that once he had the women in his house, alone, he would have been sex crazed and have had his way with them immediately. But the reality of the situation dawned on him, and he felt a bit shellshocked.

“So... You girls are all my slaves?” He was testing the waters, making sure that this wasn’t some huge elaborate prank. He had assumed that the girls were fixed with some hidden camera, and that his friends or coworkers would jump out and tell him it was all a joke at any minute. But that didn’t happen.

“Yes, Master. We all belong to you. We are your new sex slaves.”

The women all spoke in unison, as if they were a part of a hive mind. Jeff walked up to Emily first, looking into her green eyes while slowly reaching forward and touching her breasts. His fingers grazed her right nipple, and when she didn’t react, his advances continued.

“This isn’t some type of joke, is it?”

“No, Master. I belong to you, and only you. My entire body is yours to use as you please.”

Emily’s expression didn’t change, and she spoke with a slight drawl that made her sound sleepy. Jeff continued to play with her breasts before moving on to Sarah. Something about her staring forward began to make Jeff feel uneasy, so he told her to smile while he felt up her body, and sure enough, the slave followed his command without any hesitation at all.

“Is that better, Master?” Sarah grinned from ear to ear as Jeff motorboated her amazing rack.

“Yes, much better.”

When he got to Maki, she was instructed to also smile while she got down on her knees and sucked his cock. He dropped his trousers, and his cock bobbed in front of the cute Japanese girl. She opened her mouth wide and started sucking him like an expert. Dean had said something about these women being programmed before they were sent off. They had hours of porn and instructional material shot into their brains. It made them sex fiends when activated. Jeff noticed how easily Maki deepthroated his cock, without so much as a gag. He patted her on the head when he was done with her, and she looked up at him, sporting the same grin she held when sucking him off.

“I’m happy to please you, Master.” Maki beamed at him while she spoke.

Bianca was told to turn around and touch her toes. She had an amazing ass, and the way that the girls were doing exactly as he said was doing something to his insides. It was more than lust for the girls that was motivating him. There was something else he couldn’t put his finger on, something he had never felt before. It was primal and raw. He entered Bianca with a savage thrust and started to fuck her hard while holding onto her huge hips. He felt his own brain was beginning to melt, with the only thought staying inside of it that he needed to pound Bianca. He was starting to realize that’s what they were there for, and nothing more. They were no longer normal women; they were depraved sluts who decided that they wanted to clear their heads completely and become someone’s property, to be used just like he was right then.

Lisa was the last one. He had gotten so excited by the others that he was frantic while he spread her legs open and lay her on her back.

“Master is going to come inside of you now,” Jeff heard himself say. He was having an out-of-body experience. He had no idea he had these feelings of domination lying dormant inside himself, but now that he had his brand-new harem, he felt like he was excelling at owning them already.

“Yes, Master. Come right inside of me.”

He then instructed the other four to lick his asshole and his balls to assist him with coming inside of Lisa, and the other four crawled over and lapped at him lovingly while he shot a huge load inside of his new slave. When he was done, he stood up and told them all to shower together and clean each other up. There was more that he wanted to do with them.

Sinners,

It’s been so long since I did one of these that I felt it was needed to do it once again. The last one I did was toward the beginning of my Substack journey, and that was around 15000 subscribers ago! The reason I did it before was that I ended up getting a lot of the same questions coming into my inbox, and I thought it was a fun idea to help people out with the easy stuff. Also, it’s a good way to know the author behind this publication and let you all get to know me a bit better.

As an aside, I love getting correspondence from my readers. The easiest way to reach me is by email, which is SinfulUrgesPublishing at Gmail, but I can also be found on Reddit fairly easily. Also, I ended up acquiescing and downloaded the Substack app on my phone so I can be a bit easier to get a hold of through the chat feature here. Substack isn’t the only thing I’m working on. I actually do a fair amount of writing outside the genre which you all know and love me for (I E Smut), and because of that, things get put on the back burner on occasion. But FRET NOT! I love you all and appreciate everyone here who is subscribed, whether that be free or paid. I also will be sure to keep this publication updated as long as Substack will allow it. My readers have helped me out of some funks, and I owe you all so much

Now, let’s get to the meat of the matter, shall we?

Can we have sexy chats?

No. I don’t think it’s appropriate for authors of any genre to interact with their fanbase like that. There are many obvious reasons, but the wimpy one I fall back on is that it’s immoral. It creates a relationship that isn’t even rooted in truth. While I am an author, and it probably feels like you are interacting with me every time you read some of my work, honestly, it’s something that has been constructed for that purpose. It’s a bit disingenuous to let you all speak to someone who is a bit of an avatar. The writer I am on here is only a small portion of my life. It’s not the real me. Truthfully, most of you would lose interest if you actually met the real me, a middle-aged American dude with debt and some bad knees.

There are plenty of amazing peeps out there, and I’m sure you’ll find someone out there who will be more than happy to have those sexy chats with you.

WHY DO YOU WRITE THIS STUFF?! ARE YOU UNWELL?!

I am very much an unwell and twisted individual. I am fully aware that the stuff I write isn’t everyone’s cup of tea. And I don’t blame anyone for not reading my work. It’s some sick shit. But, I also have come to realize that erotica is fantasy, and as long as the adults in the room are aware that fantasy and real life are never to mix without consenting parties on all sides, I don’t see an issue. No, I don’t believe anyone should act out any of the stuff that I write. But some of you, like me, have some strange tastes, and I enjoy giving a supply for that.

It’s also the reason why I try to put a ton of out there shit in my stories. I don’t want you reading my work and thinking that you are going to construct a device that can wipe people’s brains or seduce your stepmom. It’s gonna come across as mealy-mouthed and confusing to some, but my art is not the way I see the world. At least, not the stuff I publish here and on Smashwords and Reddit. They are fun stories that get me going, and I’ve been reading similar tales since the dial-up days.

Do you do commissions?

No. I wish I had the energy and time to do commission work, because it pays well. Shout out to all the beasts out there that make custom content for their audience. I USED to do commissions during the pandemic, and it was awesome until it wasn’t. My anxiety and other issues I go through make revisions feel like torture. I did have some pretty peculiar clients, mixed in with a lot of flakes and pervs.

R/EroticaSells on Reddit is where I used to sell my services. That’s a good place to look. Also, there are plenty of artists here on Substack who can help you with your fantasy. I commend those folks because they are built with stronger stuff than I am.

What happened to your Podia store?

The observant folks who have read me for a long time are aware that I used to run a Podia storefront, which included a membership tier that included all of my published work. That was how I sold my writing for a few years. The issue I ran into when running it was that the price point wasn’t the greatest, and I probably should have done an annual subscription. Also, I feel like the medium and the storefront weren’t incredibly conducive to sales. One thing I’ve learned while writing for money is that people like to put their money on the counter when it’s a store they are comfortable with. That’s the reason why I’ve always gone back to Smashwords. They will host the literature I produce, and there are already folks there looking for the genre of fiction I write.

I am in the process of trying to get a new website where I can host my books and also offer a premium subscription. AllTheseRoadworks, who is somewhat of an inspiration of mine, has a website where he hosts all of his writings and is able to offer membership tiers. I may go that route, but I’m already incredibly lazy, and adding on more work sounds pretty horrible. But, I also would like somewhere besides Substack to host some stuff, especially considering that Stripe can be trigger-happy when it comes to cutting off monetary funds for writers of my ilk.

I try my best to remain an open book. If you have any questions or want to reach out for any reason at all, feel free to drop me a line.

buy a book!

Take care, sinners.

SUP

I had planned out everything the night before, so when I woke up that day, I was excited and rock-hard. I thought of relieving myself once I woke up, but I also figured that it wouldn’t be a bad thing to just wait until I got to school. There would be enough women there to entertain me. Besides, I would have hated to do all that planning and preparation and then not be able to enjoy it to its fullest. I wanted to enjoy myself in a way that I had never enjoyed myself before.

I had come across an old book from a used game store a few months earlier. When I took it up to the counter, the guy working at the desk told me that he wasn’t sure he could sell it. He told me the book was supposed to be enchanted. See, if you named the characters after people you knew and constructed a map while chanting the phrases found inside the book, you could supposedly control anyone you wanted. You could have them do whatever you pleased. He took the book and put it back on the shelf I had found it on. But after his explanation, I couldn’t stop thinking about it. I was so engrossed in the possibilities of owning something that could control everyone around me that I actually snuck back in later on after the guy had gone home and stole the book from the store.

I know you’re probably thinking that I would end up robbing a bank or taking over the world. Maybe you are thinking that I would make it so that I would win the lottery. But, the truth is, I just wanted to use it to get laid! I had been going through a long dry spell when I went into that game shop, so having sex was the only thing on my mind.

I had come up with a pretty elaborate plan too. I would use the game to control all the people I went to school with. I know it sounds really complicated and like a ton of work, but I didn’t care. I kept on picturing what it would be like to have an entire campus under my control! I wanted to fuck every woman who I had seen walk past me like I didn’t exist every single day.

I ended up planning out my entire route on the Sunday before I went back to class. I started mapping it out during breakfast and I didn’t end up finishing up until around nightfall. I was really excited when I went to bed that night.

I didn’t know what to expect when I got to school. I biked into class from my dorm and after I locked my ride up to the rack near the library, I started my stroll toward my first class. Sure enough, just like I had written out the night before, when I got around the first corner leading into the Science Lab, I saw Mickey, a short redhead who I had my morning class with. She was standing against one of the pillars outside, waiting for me.

She was wearing a bright pink sundress. She had worn it during the first week of classes when it was still incredibly warm out. I made her dress in it again. But this time, I had made sure that she didn’t wear anything underneath. She saw me, and we locked eyes, and then she turned around and lifted her skirt right up. I had written that she was supposed to do that, and what do you know, it worked! I walked right behind her and she placed her hands on the marble in front of her and looked back at me.

“Good morning, Master,” the redhead said. “Happy Monday.”

I walked behind her and felt apprehension in my chest. Even though she had done exactly as I wanted, I was still a bit frightened. Was this really happening? Was she really under the control of the book, like the man at the shop had said? I slowly placed my hand on her ass. She looked wonderful. I began to rub her skin and then I slowly unzipped my pants.

“Hello there,” I said. I looked around and saw that no one was there. I then slowly began to push my dick into the redhead.

She felt amazing. I didn’t expect to be so turned on, but the feeling of power inside of me mixed with the beauty of the redhead. She captured my attention fully. I began to also think about all of the depraved shit that was floating around in my head as I scripted out my entire day. If all went well, I was going to be fucking countless women all day. Could I really last around eight hours, just ravaging my entire campus? I wasn’t sure, but by golly, I sure was going to try.

I pounded Red as fast and hard as I could. I figured it would be a good idea to get that first nut out of the way. I pumped into her and then I started spilling out cum, fast. I shot ropes into her cunt, holding my dick in her as I emptied my balls inside of her. I looked at her ass while I pulled out. When I exited her, she turned around and began sucking me off. I didn’t even get soft. I was just so excited by how easy everything had been.

And we were just getting started.

I didn’t want to leave the little redhead, but I had a busy day ahead of me. I lifted Mickey up by her hair and turned her around and went inside her cunt one more time before I left, though. I used the cum I pumped into her as lube. I bent over and smelled her hair and neck before licking it up and down. Then I pulled out and had her suck me clean once more before going into the building. She did a fantastic job of making sure I would stay hard. I made a note to myself that I needed to script fucking that girl at least once more.

The magic in the book worked like a charm. It made it so the rest of the women were waiting for me. I could see them lined up in the window when I looked through ahead of me. The first one was Miko Kamura. She was a Japanese exchange student who had amazing tits for a little Asian. I opened the door and she walked right up to me and ripped open her shirt. Then, her bra was unclipped and her huge tits swung back and forth before settling. They hung right in front of my face, and I plunged into them, rubbing my cheeks against her soft mounds like I had always fantasized about.

I licked and sucked her nipples, nibbling on them while feeling her pussy up. She was soaking wet. All of the women were. I had made them so that they would become incredibly turned on just by me being in their vicinity. If you filled out the character sheet for each person and did the chants in the book, it would make it so you could add your own attributes. As a standard character trait for every woman I would encounter that day, they all would become little cock sleeves right after they laid eyes on me. The rest of the women down the hall froze and stopped moving until I was done with Miko, and I wouldn’t be done with Miko for a long time.

I had the Japanese girl get on her knees and lick my cock until it was covered in her saliva. Then I placed my dick right between her tits and slowly began fucking them. She pressed her hands into her breasts and pushed them around my shaft. I let out a moan and she let out one after. The women I encountered also would be turned on and feel like they were closer to climax the closer they got me to come. I felt like it was a nice little touch to add to the programming. This would give them an incentive. They would become motivated to get me off. I could see that coming out with Miko.

She was trying her best to milk me. She was looking me straight in the eye and pressing her tits against my pole. She was practically begging me to come on her.

“Please, come on me. Come all over my tits. Come on, please?”

But I didn’t come on her tits. Not without trying out her tight cunt. I had seen Miko walking around campus for months. She had one of those bodies you would see and realize that it was made to be fucked. Miko was placed on her back and her legs were lifted in the air and I spread her out wide while I entered her. I was definitely right about her as well. She was built to be fucked. I entered her and then just started pounding away at her. She felt incredible. I can’t tell you how good it felt to enter two pussies so close together. I had gone so long without sex that it was almost coma-inducing to feel the inside of two of them; one right after the other. Miko’s huge knockers bounced around while I plowed her. I stared at them dumbfounded as I kept on going.

“That’s it, use my pussy to come inside of! That’s what I want. I want to feel your warm, gooey, precious cum just filling me up! I want to have your babies! I want to be your breeding girl. The one you just come inside of and hope that she bears your children!”

All that talk about breeding Miko made my insides start stirring together. Oh God! I had never felt so motivated to do anything else in my entire life as much as I wanted to listen to Miko’s instructions right then. I started coming inside of her. I was a bit ashamed of myself for releasing so quickly twice in a row, but then I remembered that it didn’t matter if I came easily inside of any of them women. They were there for me! It wasn’t the other way around.

I emptied my sack into Miko’s cunt and then I just cuddled with her, right there on the floor of the building. Everything else was frozen around us, and I could have spent all day with Miko if I really wanted to I guess. Learning how the rest of the “game” that I planned out the night before actually worked was part of the fun of that day. I guess it makes sense. The way that games work is that you can’t really have something going on in the background unless it’s programmed to do so. I had just been worrying about what I would come across.

I made another mental note for the next time I planned out my day. I would have to make sure that the background characters would be up to something. It would make the experience more immersive and impressive.

I finally finished with Miko and when I stood up, I was greeted by Traci and Monica. Both were two friends who would always be talking in class with one another. They barely paid attention at all. I would always look over and get distracted by the duo, partially because they were so loud and the other part because they both were stunning. I feel like the hottest girl in class always befriends the other hot girl in class. Or maybe they had been friends before they enrolled? I don’t know. I guess it didn’t matter.

They both got in front of me and then started making out with one another. It was quite the sight. I watched as the two of them kissed and started undressing each other. I took that time to slip out of the rest of my clothing. I figured I wouldn’t really need it. I folded it up and put it inside of my backpack. I then placed it to the side as I walked up and started fondling the kissing women.

“Mind if I join?” I asked.

They didn’t answer verbally, but they both turned and pulled me into their embrace. It was really lovely. I mashed myself against both of them and then we all shared a three-way kiss. Our tongues danced outside of our mouths and I started feeling up both of their chests.

“You two are gorgeous,” I whispered. “I’ve always wondered what this would feel like. And now I know!”

“Oh, it feels so good!” Traci said.

“Yes, amazing!” Monica said.

Monica was a tiny and perky brunette while Traci was one of those tanned blonde bimbos. I could tell they both came from money because they always wore expensive clothing and wore designer handbags. The two of them would have never taken a second look at a guy like me before. But now, that didn’t matter.

I looked down the hall and saw Esperanza. She was going to be the next one I fucked. Behind her were Mrs. Lords and Mrs. Hunter. They were old, like in their 40s or something, but I had always thought that both of them were hot. They were going to be who I fucked after Esperanza.

My dick was getting so hard that it was starting to ache a bit. I had no idea how much fun this would all be! I felt like the luckiest man in the world. From that day forward, I would always have enough pussies to have my way with.

I kept on kissing the two right in front of me. I went back and forth, tasting both of them. I was sampling each of their bodies. Then, I told Traci to get on all fours, and Monica was placed right next to her. I got behind Traci first, and after a few pumps, I slid right into Monica.

They both were treated as one woman. I would keep them paired up like that for the foreseeable future. It started that day. I started coming inside of Monica and instead of finishing up inside of her, I pulled out and placed my cock into her friend. I made the two of them share my load and then moved on to the next one in line.

I planned out every day at school from then on. Each day was filled with something different. That was the best thing about the book. You could mix and match with whatever you were feeling like on any particular day. And with the entire school at my disposal, it was easy to never get bored with the women I had at my beck and call. I mean, there were thousands upon thousands of young women for me to fuck. I would never run out. When the older ones graduated there were new ones that would come in and take their place. I had found the perfect way to keep myself entertained.

I spent the next few years not even focusing on my major. What did I need a degree for? I had my book, and it placed the entire world at my fingertips. I used it to fulfill my sexual needs and feed myself. I had women cook for me while I stayed inside their homes. I hardly ever wore clothing. I mapped out my days and they were each filled with lust and passion.

Just recently, I found this new black girl with enormous boobs. I was staring at her while concocting plans to fuck her. I had found her wandering the library, and after putting her in my notebook, by the next day, she was my little pet. I had her walking around with no shirt on. She was to be on display whenever I wanted. I held her tight from behind while fondling her jugs. They were heavy and floppy and I loved them. I threw my face into them before motorboating her.

She was put on all fours so that her big ass would be on full display for me. I slapped her on her huge behind as I entered her. I was accustomed to my new life by this time. I had been planning out my escapades for years by that point. Controlling when and how I came was a huge part of the planning as well.

The hall in front of the both of us was filled with nude women. Some were staring at us while smiling, eagerly awaiting their turn. Others were playing with each other, putting on a show for me to enjoy. I kept on pumping into my pet while holding onto her spectacular fun bags.

“That’s it, little bitch. Take this cock, just like that. You love getting this cock, don’t you?”

“Oh, yes! I absolutely love it!”

“Should I come inside of you? Is that what you want? To be filled to the brim by my spunk?”

“Yes! I want that more than anything!”

I did want to come inside of her. There was a comfort from unloading inside of a warm and wet pussy. It was the most natural occurrence, I suppose. But, when I first came across this beauty I had fantasized about shooting a huge load over her tits. Her black skin and the sheer size of them would make for an extraordinary experience.

I pulled out of her cunt and turned her around. I grabbed her locks and held her still while I looked into her pretty eyes. She begged me to release and so did all of the other sluts who were looking on. They all were chanting and encouraging me to use her tits to come.

So that’s what I did. I jerked myself until ropes of my jizz came flooding out. It covered her amazing rack and I then threw her to the side as I moved on to the next slut who was to be used for my fun.

Cindy was excited when she was told that she would be invited to Tad’s place that weekend. Her friends, Sylvia and Hannah, were always talking about it. They had told her that his parties were the most fun they had at school, and Cindy always felt a bit left out when they discussed their adventures on Monday morning on the way to class.

It wasn’t that Cindy was shy; it was just that she had bad luck when it came to meeting friends at school. She had found a few groups on campus, but they always ended up being weird or turning into flakes. Hannah and Sylvia were girls that she knew from back home, but they had opted to join a sorority soon after enrollment, and that changed the dynamics of their relationship. But when they saw their friend’s eyes constantly light up when they discussed Tad’s house, they knew they couldn’t hide those experiences from her any longer.

The duo informed Cindy that she should dress slutty. Sylvia said that they liked grabbing the guys’ attention as soon as they walked in. The more revealing the clothing, the better. Cindy, at first, thought her friend was joking. But when Hannah and Sylvia showed their outfits, shorts that resembled underwear and tiny tops that barely covered their areolas, she realized they were serious.

Admittedly, Cindy didn’t have a wardrobe like her friends’. Instead of dressing herself, Sylvia and Hannah helped out. They decided that leggings and a small tank top, without a bra, would be perfect for the party. Cindy did as she was instructed because the weekend had been built up so much in her head that she felt like she HAD to go through with whatever the girls threw her way.

They took an Uber to the house because Hannah said she wanted to get shitfaced and probably pass out there. Cindy wasn’t a huge drinker, like her friends were, but she pretended to be pumped as well. She figured she would nurse her drink and not have to get sauced as they would.

When they arrived, there didn’t appear to be a lot of people there. This confused Cindy, but the moment they got out of the car, she felt herself being drawn to the house. Maybe more people are coming later, Cindy thought. But it was already fairly late in the evening. These contrasting thoughts fought inside her mind as she was led to the front door.

Cindy’s eyes widened when they entered the home. There were others there, but not the crowds of frat and sorority students that Hannah and Sylvia boasted about. Instead, there were nothing but women around their age, all of them scantily clad and standing along the sides of the room. They were all ethnicities and sizes, with each of them sporting a blank stare as they stood in place.

“What... What is this?” Cindy asked.

Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain behind her eyes. It was so strong that she felt her knees buckle, and she rubbed both temples as she crumpled to the ground. She looked up at Hannah and Sylvia, but they were frozen still, unmoving, just like the others that had collected in the home.

That’s when he entered. Tad. The owner of the house. He walked up to Sylvia and started fondling her breasts, and then moved over to Hannah, who he kissed while gently running his forefinger over her clit. Cindy watched on, unable to say anything as she reeled on the floor.

“This is the friend you two told me about?” Tad asked. He was also in his early 20s, with a short ponytail and wire-rimmed glasses. He had a lean frame with long limbs. He directed his attention to Cindy, and whenever they made eye contact, she felt some of the pain she was experiencing begin to subside.

“Yes Master,” Sylvia said. “Isn’t she pretty? Did we do a good job? Will she be added to your harem?”

Tad looked down at Cindy. He then instructed her friends to lift her so he could get a better look at her. He liked her legs, and she had a pretty shade of blue eyes. After pondering on her body and features for a few minutes silently, he nodded and told the girls to undress her.

Sylvia and Hannah ended up ripping Cindy’s thin shirt in two with one hardy pull. Then her leggings were rolled down her ass before the girls yanked them off her.

“But,” Cindy sputtered out, “I don’t understand. What’s happening? What are you two doing?”

Tad walked up to Cindy and stared deep into her eyes. The headache completely disappeared, and for the first time since entering the home, she felt calm. She stopped struggling against her friends and took in the sight of Tad. He was handsome, she thought. Gorgeous even. There was something about him that calmed her, even though the situation around her felt insane.

“Shhhh,” Tad whispered to her. “Don’t worry. This will be fine. You’ll be fine. I’m going to take care of you now.”

“You’re... What?”

“I’m going to take care of you. You’re going to belong to me now. Part of my collection. The others you see here, they belong to it too.”

Tad motioned with his right hand toward the women who lined the walls.

“See, there’s a sound that you are hearing right now. It’s subtle. But, it’s a frequency that makes you prone to hypnosis. You will do whatever I say now. You aren’t to leave this house. Not until you are done being programmed.”

“Yes... I won’t leave.”

“I know, silly.”

Tad laughed and then instructed Cindy’s friends to start to rub her body. Hannah and Sylvia’s hands found her tits and cunt, and she wiggled and moaned. Tad kept on reassuring her, instructing her on what to do.

“Relax. You are feeling that trepidation you first had slipping away. This feels wonderful. Hannah and Sylvia are beautiful. You’ve known them for years. There’s nothing wrong with having them feel you up. There’s nothing wrong with being a whore.”

Cindy nodded. There wasn’t anything wrong with Hannah and Sylvia feeling her up. It felt GOOD. So good. And it wasn’t completely uncommon for women her age to experiment a little. She felt herself starting to relax.

“From now on, your body belongs to me. Your pussy. Your tits. Your asshole. They are all mine.”

Cindy felt a fire ignite between her legs. The mix of Tad’s commands with the way the two others touched her set her body ablaze.

“Yes... My pussy... Tits... And ass all belong to you.”

“You will come here every weekend now. When people ask you what you did, you will tell them you went to a party. You will not tell anyone what actually happens here.”

“I will come over here... Every weekend. And never tell anyone about it.”

Her statements were becoming clearer the longer she stayed in the home. That’s when Tad produced a pair of Bluetooth headphones. He placed them inside Cindy’s ears and then pressed a button on his phone. The sound he used to control the girls was now amplified against Cindy’s eardrums. It completely blew out whatever brain was left in her head. When he removed them from Cindy’s ears, he instructed her one last time.

“You will call me Master from now on.”

“Yes... Master.”

Tad felt his cock standing at full attention by then. He had fantasized about this moment since the girls first showed him pictures of Cindy. It was more about the chase than the sex, at this point. He had filled his home with slaves, but the novelty of them started to wear off rather quickly, now that he had mastered his hypnosis skills.

But... There was something about the innocent nature of Cindy that felt extraordinary that night. The rest of the girls he had collected over the prior months were sluts. But something was appealing about finding women who weren’t. He liked the idea of corrupting them. He even thought of having Cindy change completely, not just with him. He thought of making her a sex slave for other men and women. These thoughts flowed through his head as he joined Hannah and Sylvia in enjoying his new pet’s body.

Hannah got on her knees and pulled his cock out before slurping it down. She bobbed on his shaft as he kissed Cindy, treating her gently and continuing the program process.

“From now on, you will only think of me when you’re alone. I’ll be ever present in your head. Even when you are with your family, or your lovers, you’ll be aware that I am your master. I own you.”

“Yes Master. I’m your property now. I will do as you say.”

“Get down and suck my cock.”

Hannah and Sylvia were pawing at his cock. They were programmed to be in need of it. Later on that evening, Tad would do the same thing to Cindy, but he couldn’t wait to have that happen before he had a crack at her. She sucked him alongside Hannah while Sylvia let him fondle her breasts. He waited until he was hard enough to fuck her. He had the girls lead her to the bedroom. They walked past the countless other women who were lining the walls, but Tad didn’t pay them any mind. He had a new toy which he wanted to break in.

Hannah was instructed to lick Cindy’s pussy while he shoved himself inside. Cindy started crying out, her body giving way to the sensations going through her. Tad liked the way her voice sounded when his cock was inside of her, and told her so. He had Sylvia join in then, and the sensation of two different tongues on her cunt while she had a cock inside of her was too much. But something was going on inside her body. The longer she listened to the sound inside the house, the more she fell into its trap. She liked having a cock inside of her. In fact, she was starting to feel like that was all that she was good for. And Tad had such an amazing cock. The perfect one, really. It touched her in ways that no other penis had done before. She had read about and heard her friends mention when men had a golden dick. It was meant to say that no matter how much trouble those guys put them through, it didn’t matter, because the sex was amazing.

This must be what they are talking about, Cindy thought as Tad continued to rail her.

Sylvia and Hannah were sucking on each of his balls when he came inside of Cindy. He no longer worried about how long it would take to come with the girls. They were toys, without feelings, and he wasn’t trying to get them off. But Cindy was so orgasmic and wet by the time that he was done fucking her, that he felt more powerful than he had with any other woman before. He told the duo to clean their friend up, and then he asked Cindy to show him pictures of some of her friends on her phone. He wanted to find a new pet for next weekend.

Kimmie was waiting for Charlie to round the corner that morning. She was wearing no bottoms and just a flimsy top. She knew he was awake because she could hear him when he got up in the mornings. Charlie was so loud. The worst part of it was that it made Kimmie hot. She would hear him rustling around and her clit would throb. It was how things had been over the past few weeks before that morning.

Kimmie could hear him touching himself through the wall. She would listen to him beat his meat and she would end up rubbing her clit while lying in her bed, taking in the sounds of Charlie’s session. He would do it every morning. It was as consistent as the sunrise. Kimmie would wake up and stare at the ceiling, and then moments later she would hear her brother playing with himself in the next room. He would do it for an hour sometimes. She would picture him, naked, on his bed, with a box of tissues on his nightstand and a pile of used ones on the floor, crumpled up into small paper tulips.

Kimmie couldn’t help it. She too would wake up and feel the same way as her brother, and the sounds coming through the wall pushed her toward insanity. She had started to look at Charles in a different light years prior, when he started college. Kimmie was only a few years older than him, but Charlie had begun to transform into a handsome man, with broad shoulders and a thick chest. She would let her eyes linger over his body occasionally, but when he looked over at her, she would do her best to pretend that she had been diverting her eyes elsewhere. But since she started to hear his sessions in the early morning, she realized that containing herself was becoming harder by the day.

Most mornings she would stroke herself while eavesdropping in. She would match the pets of her clitoris with the banging of the bed. She could sometimes hear him letting out small gasps and stifled moans. She would envision him making those sounds in her ear. She would picture him slowly nibbling on her earlobe as he thrust inside of her, emptying his balls into her hot cunt rather than the numerous tissues that he would go through in the morning. That was what she really wanted. She wanted him to fill her up with his seed. She wanted him to pump so much of it into her that it would spill out onto the bed sheets.

Most mornings, Kimmie would do her best to suppress her noise level. She didn’t want her brother to hear her. But there was something different about this particular session. She started to realize that she wanted her dear brother to listen to her through the walls. It was only fair, right? For Charlie to endure what she had been going through for weeks. So when she heard him rustling around through the wall, this time, she started to stroke herself and moan untethered.

Charlie heard his sister going at it through the wall and he stopped stroking himself. He was confused. He must have been hearing things, he thought to himself. He had tried to stifle his actions every morning, and he had never heard a peep coming from the other room before. His mind must have been playing tricks on him. But when he halted his stroking, he could hear her, clear as day, whimpering from the other room. It confused him. Maybe he was still asleep, dreaming that he could hear his sibling’s finger blasting while he was playing with his cock.

Kimmie felt little relief from her hand. She felt herself feeling more ramped up. She hadn’t expected that. She figured that if she touched herself the urges inside that had been building over the prior weeks would subside. Instead, she felt an image of her brother, naked and his cock stiff, growing larger in her head.

When she realized he had ceased and that he was getting out of bed, her mind began to race. She had assumed that they would touch themselves in conjunction and then maybe, just maybe, she could confront him about their shared experience. But Charlie getting out of bed so abruptly had altered her plan. She couldn’t let the chance of them sharing more escape. She had already gone too far. So, Kimmie jumped out of bed and rushed to her door, pressing her ear against it and waiting until she heard the click of her brother’s doorknob.

Charles froze when he saw his sister. He was in his underwear and she was in her shirt and nothing else, standing in their doorways and looking their sibling up and down. Neither of them spoke for a few seconds. It was Kimmie who was the first to break the silence.

“Why did you stop?”

“What?”

“I said, why did you stop? You never stop.”

“Wha... What do you mean?”

“You know I hear you every morning in there. I know what you’re doing. So why did you stop today? Was it because of me?”

“I... Uh... I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Yes you do, Charlie. Cut the shit. I told you, I know what you’re doing in there.”

The silence returned. Charlie moved his gaze from Kimmie’s face to the carpet underneath his feet. He started to move toward the bathroom so he could shower and get his day started, but Kimmie moved in front of him, preventing his escape.

“You can’t just walk away. I need you. You got me all hot and bothered and you can’t just leave me like this. Look.”

Kimmie reached down, pulled up her shirt and began to swish her fingers across her cunt. When she pulled her hand from her cunt, there was a thick film now residing between her digits. She was soaked. Charlie could make out the outline of her lips through the fabric of her bottoms.

“Look how fucking wet you made me. You can’t just walk away. Besides, I know you need to come too. You start every day coming into those tissues on your nightstand. Well today, you’re going to shoot that cum inside of me.”

Charlie felt his cock begin to twitch inside of his shorts. He looked at Kimmie, equally confused and turned on by her advances.

“Kimmie... You can’t be serious.”

“Dead fucking serious. I need to be plugged up and then filled up. You’ve driven me crazy these past few weeks.”

Kimmie reached down, grabbed the bottom of her shirt and yanked it off in one motion. She then wrapped her arms around Charlie’s shoulders while gently pushing him back into his bedroom.

“Come on... Don’t you wanna? Come plug me up and then fill me up. That’s what I really want.”

Charlie couldn’t contain himself any longer. He kissed her. When their lips met, he felt like fireworks had gone off inside his loins. He had never felt so turned on in his life. His cock was aching, it was so intense. He picked up Kimmie and she wrapped her legs around him. He felt the back of his thighs touch the edge of his bed and he laid back before yanking down his boxers and freeing his erect unit. As soon as it was out, Kimmie pressed her pussy against it and then sank until he was fully inside of her.

“Yeah, that’s it. Plug me up and fill me up.”

Charlie let out a soft moan and then started pumping his cock into her. Her insides felt like velvet. She had never felt a pussy that felt so tight, so comfortable. He wanted to stay inside of his sister for hours on end, just edging himself. But it was impossible. He was too turned on and she felt too pleasant for him to hold back any longer. Besides that, she kept on begging him to come inside of her. She was whispering it into his ear while licking and biting his lobe.

The first release of the day was always the strongest for Charlie, and he felt an intense release shoot out of him this time around. It went deep inside his sister, and when she felt his warm seed flowing into her, she became ecstatic. She bounced on him until she couldn’t feel anything else pumping out of his cock. When he was drained, she smiled down at him before pecking him on the tip of his nose. She thanked him, and then she raised herself off his cock. She then lay beside him, stroking his chest while resting her head on his shoulder. Charlie was quiet, still processing what had gone on, but also finding himself happy that it transpired the way it had.

Heather had grown jealous of how close Charlie and Kimmie had become after that first interaction.

She could hear them all day, fucking all over the house. Kimmie would walk around, acting like a little slut, begging her brother to use her body so that he would be satisfied. At first, it sickened Heather. After all, she was their mother, and she didn’t necessarily approve of their tryst. But after weeks of hearing the two of them constantly going at it, she started to feel another emotion boiling up inside of her. It was covetousness.

Kimmie was attractive. Sure, she was younger and she had a decent body, but Heather was more “endowed” in certain areas. It irked her that Charles never even looked at her, much less ravaged her like he constantly did his sister. The children’s father had left years ago, leaving Heather to be all alone on cold nights. She had tried dating, but she had never found “the one” who would stick with her through and through. She had come to accept that she would probably never remarry, but now that Kimmie and Charles were going at it like rabbits, she felt the need for companionship rising in her chest once again.

She started wearing lower-cut tops and shorter skirts around the house. Heather would see her son gawking at her out of the corner of her eye, but when she would turn in an attempt to meet his gaze, he would shoot his stare away from her. She at first thought it was cute. She had always known that Charles was shy, but soon that humor turned into frustration.

Heather realized that Charles would never make the first move. She half-wondered if Kimmie was the one who had instigated their relationship. It made sense. Kimmie was always more outgoing than her younger brother. Heather resigned that she would have to be the one to approach her son if things were ever going to go the way she wanted them to. So one weekend when Kimmie was out with her friends watching a movie, Heather sat down next to her son while he was playing a game with his friends online.

He tried his best not to look at Heather, but when he did take a small peek, he saw that she was wearing a microscopic bra and panty set. Her tits were popping out of the top, and her bottoms were practically string. Charlie dropped his controller and let out a yelp when he saw her. Charlie was somewhat confused but his cock was throbbing and since he had started banging his sister things that didn’t make sense at first started to come together.

It was as if everyone in the house knew what would eventually happen. Heather would gawk at her son after he left Kimmie’s room. After he had pounded Kimmie for hours, making her scream and beg for more from him. How could Heather hear all that commotion and not want to be plowed by him? At least once, she would think to herself. At least once just try out that dick and see if it was worth the hype.

Heather locked eyes with Charles and shrugged, acting like her outfit wasn’t that big of a deal.

“Oh, so what? I just want to be comfortable. Especially around you. I don’t get much alone time with you anymore, Charlie.”

“Yeah... I guess so...”

“It’s really a shame. We should spend more alone time together, don’t you think?”

Heather leaned over her son’s lap and let her tits flash on display for him. Kimmie didn’t have a pair like her mother, that’s for sure. It felt like the most appealing aspect of using his mother’s body. Heather reached down and ran her hand over Charlie’s length before stopping at his head.

She had been going crazy thinking about Charlie and what he would do to his sister and it practically drove her wild. Now that she was ever so close, it was dreamlike. Heather wrapped her fingers around Charlie’s shaft and began to squeeze before climbing on top of his lap. Just like that, the advancement was made. She leaned in and kissed her son, and with that, she awoke the entity that would emerge from Charlie. He was so calm and demure when he was around his mother, but she witnessed how intense his fucking would be with Kimmie. She knew what was coming, but it still caught her off guard with how drastic a change it was.

Her son started dominating her in a way she hadn’t expected. She had witnessed how he was with his sister, but she didn’t expect the beast to come out of his lair so quickly. Charlie picked her up in his arms and then laid her down on the sofa, yanking her legs apart as he began to paw at her bottoms. It took only a fraction of a second for them to be ripped from her body. Once they were gone, he began to prod his cock against her slick opening.

“You wanna be plugged up too?” he said through grit teeth. “You and Kimmie are whores. All you two think about is getting dick, isn’t it?”

Heather didn’t answer. She was stunned by his choice of words and how lewd he was being with her.

“Answer me! That’s what you’ve been thinking about, isn’t it? Getting dick from your son?”

“Yes! Yes, it’s been what I’ve been thinking about.”

“Well, guess what, slut? That’s exactly what you’re going to get. I don’t care if you’re my mother. Right now, you are just a piece of ass for me to entertain myself with.”

He shoved himself inside of her and then pulled her tits from her bra. He started to pound away at her while licking her chest. He would nibble on her nipples as he took her. Her body was different from Kimmie’s. Her ass was fatter, and her breasts were more full. It was a brand-new experience for Charlie. He felt excitement running through his being as he laid pipe into his scantily dressed mother. Now he had two women to have his way with. What’s more, they both lived with him, so he could have access to both of them whenever he wanted.

The weeks leading up to that moment shifted Charles into a different person. Kimmie allowing him to satisfy his needs with her body had made him twisted and perverted. There was no going back for him, either. He was too far down the rabbit hole. He pulled his cock from his mother’s cunt and then slid it between her luscious mounds.

“Suck on it while I fuck those tits of yours.”

Heather nodded, still reeling from the entire episode taking place as it had. She leaned forward and sucked on his cock head while he thrust himself between her tits. She could taste herself on him, and while she had never had someone make her suck them off after entering her pussy, she didn’t feel apprehensive about the deed. Instead, she felt her snatch begin to throb with how thrilled she was by her son’s actions.

When Charlie was done with her chest, he grabbed her by the hair and flipped her onto her stomach. He grabbed her ass and began to dig his fingers into her cheeks before spreading them apart. He slapped his erect rod against her ass three times before placing his helmet against her slit and then entered her, sinking fully into her body. He grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled on it while he ravaged her body.

“This is what you wanted, isn’t it? I can feel how fucking wet you are. How dirty. You have just been sitting around, thinking of this, haven’t you?”

“Yes! This is exactly what I wanted! I want you to fuck me like you do Kimmie!”

Charlie felt a jolt of pleasure flow through his body. He felt himself close to climaxing. He only lasted a few more strokes. He pushed into his mother when it was time to release. He felt the first hot spurt exit his body and he froze while his cum drained out of him. He was filling his mother up, just like he had done his sister, and just as his mother had asked him to do. He felt light-headed as the last of it exited his body, directly into his mother’s hot pussy.

Kimmie was confused when she entered the house and saw her brother and her mother fucking on the couch. Heather was sitting on Charlie in a reverse cowgirl position, facing the door and bouncing on him when Kimmie entered. The two women locked eyes, and Kimmie felt a twinge of jealousy and anger rise inside her.

“What’s going on?”

Heather smiled at her and leaned back onto Charlie’s body before turning her head and kissing her son. He started to feel her tits and then reached around and rubbed her clit while keeping her bouncing on his sword.

“Mom, what are you doing? Charlie! This isn’t fair!”

“Shut the fuck up!” Charlie screamed. “This is exactly what the two of you wanted! Now you two are really going to get what you deserve. I don’t care if you both are family. You two are going to be my live-in sex dolls from now on. Now get the fuck over here, and put these balls in your mouth. Make yourself useful, and maybe later you can be the one riding. Understood?”

Kimmie thought about crying and storming off to her room in that instant, but Charlie was right. There was something about seeing her mother get taken by her brother that made her feel like all was well with the world. Besides, she was the one who started the entire affair. So, instead of darting off, Kimmie put down her purse, stripped out of the clothing she was wearing, and crawled over to the couch where her brother and mother were. Just as Charlie instructed, she placed his scrotum inside her mouth and sucked on him until she saw his penis pumping his mother full of cum. She saw some of his seed spilling out of Heather’s cunt, and because it was her brother’s cum, she happily licked it up and swallowed it like she knew he liked it.

Eventually that night, she was able to ride her brother’s cock, just like he had promised. It was only then that she felt truly happy with their arrangement.

Sadie was looking through the safe when Carlos and Tabitha entered the bedroom. The three of them were shocked. Sadie thought of running out of the room with what little she could grab, but she knew it was no use; the couple was blocking the exit. She wondered if she could play it off or get out of it somehow. She wasn’t sure, but it was worth a shot.

Sadie had been living next to the Rodriguez house for months, casing it for her score. She had befriended and entertained the couple numerous times to gain information. She figured she could try to play things off like she was in desperate trouble.

“Oh my goodness,” Sadie said. “Thank God you both are here. Someone is holding my mother hostage, and I was in desperate need of cash, and I didn’t know who else to turn to...”

“No, that’s not true,” Tabitha said. She had an angry look on her face. The couple was in their late 40s, and Sadie was in her early 20s. Tabitha and Carlos weren’t stupid. They knew Sadie was lying right off the bat. In fact, they knew that everything she had been saying to them for the past few months was nothing but lies, but they liked being entertained by Sadie to a certain extent. Then, that enthusiasm waned.

“What are you doing in here?” Carlos said. “Do you know who we are? Do you think we’re stupid or something?”

“I just...”

That was when the wife slapped her. Her palm caught Sadie so well that it lifted her off her feet. She came crashing to the floor and then jumped back up. She thought of running, but they were in her way, and judging by the slap she received, they were much stronger as well.

“Well well well,” Tabitha said. “Look what we have here, honey. A little robber came to steal our money away.”

“Yeah,” Carlos said. “I guess you’re right. What should we do?”

Tabitha took a step closer to Sadie. She was standing over her, looking down on the young woman. She grabbed Sadie’s cheek and turned her face so she could see the mark that was left by her hand. When she was done, she shoved Sadie back against the wall.

“I guess we should call the cops,” Tabitha said. “Tell them what we have on our hands.”

“No!” Sadie said. She was wanted in eight different states. She would be doing federal time if she was turned in. Anything but that sounded ideal.

“No?” Tabitha said. “What do you think we should do then? Just let you go?”

“I’ll do anything!” Sadie said. “Anything you want! Please!”

When Sadie said anything, the attitude of the couple changed immediately. They looked at one another and then pressed forward, rubbing Sadie’s arms and admiring her young and supple body. They had talked about Sadie often in bed. Tabitha knew that Carlos had been thinking of her for some time. Sadie was very pretty. She was a cute brunette with a button nose and amazing tits. They had no idea that Sadie was a thief, but they knew that something wasn’t registering right. Now, that she was offering herself up to them, to allow them to do ANYTHING with her, they knew exactly what would be on the table.

“Carlos is going to fuck you, then.”

Tabitha sounded so matter-of-fact when she spit the words out of her mouth. Sadie did a double take toward the blonde, wondering if she heard her right or if the excitement had messed with her hearing.

“Wha...”

“I said, ‘Carlos, is going to fuck you then.’ Me too. Both of us will. You said anything, right?”

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I didn’t know what to expect when Tabitha kept on mentioning a surprise. I at first thought that I had misremembered an anniversary or something along those lines. But when I started inquiring more, she put a stop to it immediately.

“Just relax, it’s a good surprise,” she whispered to me that morning before I left for the office. It was Friday, and she had mentioned that her parents would be watching the kids all weekend. That typically meant that we had some fun together, but there was something about how secretive she was being that put me on edge.

We had been together for 12 years, married for eight, with a six and a four-year-old. But we weren’t like other couples. We had a very healthy sex life. Tabitha’s mom and dad were great with the kids, and we had a regular babysitter who was amazing. She lived next door and was staying home with her parents while taking classes at the local university. The wife and I got out more than most couples, and for that, I was grateful.

Tabitha had done a number on me the weeks before that Friday evening. I reflected on them while eating my sandwich during lunch. She had suddenly gotten this burst of filth that she rarely held back. We were making love one night after the kids went to bed, and she was going on about my body and my cock. I do admit to spending a fair amount of my free time in the gym, but she had never been so free with her compliments as she was that evening.

“Oh, John... You’re so amazing. Your cock is so fucking good... I wanna see you use it on someone else. Some other slut. I wanna see it.”

Those words did something inside of me. I ended up shooting a fat load into my wife seconds later. I almost cried out, but I was able to hold back and keep in mind the noise level coming from our room. I asked her later what had gotten into her, and she brushed it off, saying she was simply playing a role.

“It worked, didn’t it?” Tabitha said.

There was no argument there. But, a few nights later, she brought up the subject again. This time, while sucking me off, getting me ready to enter her.

“Imagine if Riley was sucking your cock right now...”

“What?” I asked. Riley was our babysitter. Her image flashed in my mind, and my wife felt my cock flex in that moment, and she smirked.

Riley was one of those blondes with incredibly long legs and a wonderful smile. She had these amazing tits and a body sculpted from years of volleyball and softball. I will admit, there were plenty of times when my thoughts trailed to her when I was alone, but being that she was our neighbor’s daughter and our babysitter, I figured it was something to keep to myself. When Tabitha started talking about her while she had my cock in her mouth, I didn’t know what to do.

“It’s okay. I think she’s cute.” My wife smiled up at me from her position between my legs.

Then, Tabitha inhaled me. She sucked me off like never before. I didn’t know my wife was capable of such things, and it made me wonder where she even learned it from. She slobbered all over my cock, lapping her tongue back and forth over it as she traveled down its length. I wasn’t able to last long, and when I started coming in her mouth, she gobbled it all up, sucking down every single drop from my cock like it was nothing.

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Lisa was a huge bitch. So was her friend, Jenna. That was partially the reason why I wanted to dose them with the Love Drug.

What’s the Love Drug, you ask? It’s a formula you give a woman and she turns into a perfect little pet. I mean, you can do anything, and I mean ANYTHING to them once they take it. You usually buy it in a pill, but you can repurpose it into all kinds of different stuff. I usually like to dissolve it down in a little spray bottle I keep in my car.

You don’t believe me? Well, that’s why I was going to tell you about Lisa. She was this tiny little Latina who I worked with. She and her friend Jenna, a tall redhead with thick legs, would always look at me with disdain. I knew they hated me, but I couldn’t help staring at them constantly. That’s the other reason why I wanted to dose them. Not just because they were bitches, but because they were beautiful. I had a pretty good plan to do it too. I just had to wait until the time was right.

Jenna and Lisa both stayed late constantly. They both were on salary, so the upper management took advantage of that shit. They would usually be out an hour after the rest of us left. So the plan was pretty easy to operate. I was going to let the air out of Jenna’s tires. She drove Lisa to work all the time. It would be the perfect situation to give them both a spray and then have my way with them. I had been using the Love Drug for a few months, so it was pretty easy to anticipate things.

Sure enough, Lisa came out first, with that bitchy look on her face, and then her amazonian friend came out after. I began rubbing my cock through my jeans as I watched both of them. It was perfect. They both had cute outfits on too. I love office wear, especially when sluts like Lisa and Jenna were walking around dressed up. They knew all the guys would stare at them.

They both got to the car and I could see them throw their little tantrums. I laughed at how predictable the entire thing was. I got out of my car and clicked the lock as I approached them. They heard the chirp from my car and both looked over. Sure enough, they had the same bitchy expressions they sported during work hours.

“Tony?” Jenna said. “What the fuck are you doing?”

“Do you ladies need some help?”

“Yeah Tony,” Lisa said, “what are you still doing here? Are you waiting for us or something?”

I didn’t say anything. I just pulled out my tiny bottle, pointed it at Lisa, and sprayed her right in the face. Jenna got the next one. They got a direct hit right in the mouth. Right under the nose too. That was the best shot you could take. They both stopped wiping the substance from their lips and then they both looked at me with the familiar, intense lust in their eyes I had seen so many times before.

“That’s it,” I said. “Come over here to Master. Be good little pets.”

The fucking bitches. They had thought they could just walk all over me all the time. They would constantly talk about me behind my back. They would call me creepy and a dork. All kinds of shit I would hear through the grapevine. I knew I was going to make them my slaves soon after hearing all that shit. I wrapped my arms around their waists and kissed Lisa first, followed by the redhead after. When I turned my attention back to Lisa, Jenna started licking my neck and ear.

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Things with Mindy progressed at an alarming rate. I couldn’t help myself. She was incredibly submissive to the point where I felt like not taking advantage of it would be detrimental to me and to her. She clearly wanted this. Why else would she act the way she had? That much had become clear. One night, when her mother/my wife had called, she took the opportunity to crawl into my lap and start licking my chest through my shirt.

“How are things going,” her mother asked. She was aware there was some tension growing between us over the last few weeks. I had made sure to leave out that the tensions were sexual in nature.

“Things are going great between us,” I felt her whore daughter nibbling on my neck, and my cock started to grow underneath her. Mindy took this opportunity to start grinding on it, getting it to slide in the groove of her cunt while I did my best not to moan in her mother’s ear.

“Good! I knew you two would get along. Let me know if you need anything. Sometimes she needs a stern talking to.”

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I hung up the phone, and her mother’s words dangled in my head while I looked up at her. She was lost in her actions, kissing my chest and running her hands all over my body. We had done a lot of exploring over the past few days, and during that time, we had gotten quite close. Mindy was such a fast learner. She picked up on all the things that I enjoyed. I was in heaven. She would rub my balls to keep my dick hard, and she would say the sluttiest things in the world when she wanted me to fuck her senseless.

“You didn’t tell Mommy about us, did you?” Mindy said, still rubbing her face against my chest and grinding her snatch against me. “I don’t want to stop having fun with you. Not yet.”

I picked her up from the couch and held her in my arms as I fucked her. That was the sort of thing she did to me. I couldn’t help myself. Each passing moment with her felt like I was going to explode with lust. We did things that her mother would scoff at when I would mention them to her. I came on her face and body. I filled up her tight cunt with my seed. She dressed up in a cheerleader outfit and blew me during the football game. All kinds of shit. The fact that her mother was away for so long just made things easier to get away with.

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Terri, Alex, and Luna were all sitting around, drinking coffee and laughing about their day when Richard began knocking on the door, loudly. Terri looked over at the other women when the banging started. She wondered if they were getting annoyed with her new boyfriend. Richard was pushy and domineering, and when he wasn’t around, the other two would voice their concerns about how controlling he could be.

But Terri couldn’t help herself. Richard was the perfect man, in her book, and for some odd reason, the way he would lord over her actually turned her on. She didn’t tell this to her friends. She knew they would look down on her. So, she kept those desires to herself, only pretending to be irked by Richard’s attitude.

Terri hopped up from her chair at the table and rushed over to the door while trying to convert she was in a hurry. Richard would get frustrated if he was left waiting for too long. Terri flung the door open and jumped into her man’s arms. His thick biceps encased her as she jumped his bones and they shared a passionate kiss.

Alex and Luna looked over at the couple and tried not to stare, but the way that Richard would kiss Terri so freely made them both feel something in their chests. They didn’t divulge this to Terri, because she could sometimes be extremely jealous. She would bring home men before Richard and if they so much as looked at the other girls with a look of curiosity, she would throw a fit. They kept their distance from Richard, even though when Terri wasn’t around, they both shared how they felt about how he was so open about loving Terri.

Richard was tall, with a nice tan and a body that had been sculpted after countless hours in the gym. He had a thick head of dark hair and perfect white teeth. He worked in a large accounting firm and always dressed sharply. Even the casual wear he donned had designer labels. He easily held Terri in his arms, as he towered over all the women in the house. Terri looked like a tiny doll in his arms. Luna watched as Richard’s hands began to travel over Terri’s ass and legs. They continued to kiss as he pressed her into the doorframe and he began to grind against her. The door was left wide open. Neither of them cared. They couldn’t keep their hands off one another, and wondering if anyone was spying on their actions was the last thing on either of their minds.

“I want you,” Richard whispered into Terri’s mouth. “I want you right now.”

“Right now?”

“Yes. I can’t stand waiting any longer.”

Richard held her against his chest as he closed the door behind them and then he carried her off toward her bedroom. When he got to her door, which was kicked open, and Terri giggled as she felt her body thrown onto the mattress.

Richard looked down at his girlfriend, and he felt his cock already hard enough to start. She was short, stacked, and submissive, the three things he looked for in all of his relationships. That, and she could milk him of his cum within moments of entering her.

He was hoping for this while he was stripping his clothing off. He took off his shirt first, and then came off his pants and boxers. Terri began to strip for him, and when her shorts came off, Richard grabbed her ankles and pulled them up so that her legs were spread for him. He looked down at the pink panties that Terri had worn that day, and he frowned.

“What are you doing wearing this?” Richard said, scolding her. “I told you not to wear these anymore!”

“I know, but... I feel weird not wearing panties around the house. I didn’t know that you were coming over today.”

“It doesn’t matter if I’m not coming over. It doesn’t matter if I see you or not. You are NOT to wear fucking panties or a bra ever again! Do you understand?”

“Y... Yes... I understand... I’m sorry...”

Richard reached down and grabbed her bottoms and within seconds they were shreds. He ripped them with just a few quick movements of his hands. He felt angry that Terri would not follow his instructions perfectly. After he was done ripping off her bra, just like he did her panties, he then entered her. He was rough with her immediately, fucking her senselessly and grabbing two handfuls of her hair while he did so.

Richard didn’t bother closing the bedroom door. He rarely did. That meant that Luna and Alex could hear everything that was going on in the room. They both were sipping their coffee, trying their best to ignore what was going on with their friend. But Terri was being loud and screaming out as Richard continued to pound her.

Richard tried to focus on fucking Terri, but he couldn’t. He was too upset. He couldn’t believe she would just disobey him that fragrantly. She was supposed to be his perfect little pet, his perfect fuck doll. And yet, here she was, away from him for only a short time and wearing underwear like some normal woman, not like the little skank he had spent the last few weeks training.

That was exactly what he was doing too. He was training her. He was training all of them. They all were expected to allow Richard to do as he pleased when he entered their house. He had them clean up after him, and he had them get used to how he would treat Terri. He would see the other two stare at them when he groped her openly. The week before that day, all four of them were watching a movie together and Richard began to openly feel up Terri as she sat next to him. He stuck his hand into her yoga pants and began to rub her while aimlessly chatting with Luna about a movie they had seen the week before. Luna didn’t say anything. None of them did. They just kept on letting him do as he pleased, and each time Richard would make a mental note and then try to push the envelope further.

This day was when the envelope would be pushed more than it ever had been.

Richard stopped fucking Terri. He climbed off of her and stood next to her on the bed, with his arms crossed.

“You disobeyed me, Terri. I don’t know if I can handle that.”

“What? What do you mean?”

“You aren’t dressed properly. You were wearing underwear. After I specifically told you not to. I don’t think you deserve me. I don’t think you deserve my cum.”

“Richard... What the fuck? Are you serious?”

“Dead serious. In fact, I’m going to show you how serious I am. I’m hoping that this teaches you a lesson.”

Richard walked from the bed and then out of the door. Terri’s jaw dropped and she leaped out of her bed and began racing down the hall after him. Richard walked over to the table and stood near where the other two women were still sitting, sipping on their lattes. Alex was the first to look up at him. Her green eyes locked with his, and then she let out a shocked gasp as Richard leaned over and reached into Alex’s shirt. She was wearing a tank top with no bra underneath. It was hot that day, and unlike Luna and Terri, her breasts weren’t so big that she always needed to wear one to keep her tits held. Richard always took note of when she was braless, and he knew she wasn’t wearing one that day. Terri looked on as tears filled her eyes.

“You see?” Richard said. “This little slut doesn’t wear a bra. She doesn’t care if you other sluts see her without her underwear. And you know what? Since she knows how to fucking act right, she is going to be the one I fuck today.”

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Heidi had moved in a few weeks before that day. She was something else. She wasn’t very tall, and she had a really amazing body with a great chest. I had trouble talking to her sometimes. We would see one another by the mailbox and she would smile and try to make conversation. I felt my cheeks getting red and I wouldn’t know what to say back. It was fucking horrible. I felt like I was in a prison inside my own building.

I decided that the best course of action would be to introduce Heidi to the Love Drug. The Love Drug was a little pill that if you gave to a woman, she would transform into a mindless bimbo. She would be sexually driven and she would do pretty much anything your heart desired. They had been getting some chatter on internet message boards and chat rooms I would frequent, and I knew if I slipped Heidi some, it would make talking and approaching her much easier. I figured that if I had her for one day, then I could just forget about her and move on with my life. At least, that was the plan initially.

I had a decent plan worked out. I knew the drug was fast-acting, and you could grind the pill up and form it however you wanted. I planned on dissolving it into a huge spray bottle and then spritzing my target after she opened her front door or something similar. I know it sounded crude, but I had seen enough videos online to know that it didn’t take much of the drug to make a woman into a sex slave. I had even read reports of overdosing the girls, and making them sexual deviants permanently.

I didn’t want to do that. I just wanted to blow off some steam and then be on my way. It sounded wrong to not have Heidi turn back to her normal self. Once the drug wore off, which only took something like six hours, the woman who ingested it would have no memory of what happened to her.

I made my concoction and put it inside a bottle that would be small enough to hide in my fanny pack. Then, I took a shot of some whiskey to help take the edge off and made my way over to Heidi’s apartment.

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I knocked on the door, and to my surprise, it wasn’t Heidi that answered. It was some brunette who I had never seen before. She peeked through the crack while the chain was still attached to the door and smiled at me while she asked what I needed.

“Sorry,” I said. “I thought this was Heidi’s apartment. I’m Zack. I uh... I got a piece of her mail by mistake and wanted to give it to her...”

“Oh... Well, I’m her friend, Alexa. We were just watching some TV and hanging out before we go to dinner tonight. She’s actually just getting out of the shower. You can give it to me and I’ll pass it along.”

“Oh... Well, I just feel more comfortable giving it to her personally... If that’s alright. It seems official.”

“Oh, well... Give me a second and I’ll let you in.”

The door closed and I began to go over the situation in my head. There was another factor here that I didn’t evaluate initially. The brunette was cute. She had really amazing green eyes. The prospect of having two women who were driven mad by the Love Drug sounded pretty enticing. Though it may be a bit more difficult to cover my tracks, it seemed ideal to have not just one, but two mind-blanked sex slaves!

I waited until she came back and I didn’t even give her the chance to give a reply. I had the bottle ready and pointed at the slit in the door, and when I heard the chain come undone and then when the door started to open, I began spraying the mist into the opening, hitting the woman right in the face.

The direct hit caused an immediate change. She was standing there, confused at what I had done at first, but her expression changed from confusion to lust within a split second. She was wearing a bright sundress and matching yellow heels. I stepped forward and she wrapped her arms around me and began to kiss me. Her breasts rubbed along my chest and I smiled as I saw my labor bearing fruit. The mixture worked. The only thing missing was Heidi, and she was just in the other room. Her time would come shortly.

She pulled me into the apartment, and closed the door behind me.

Alexa had amazing tits. Even bigger than Heidi’s. She wasn’t wearing a bra, she was just letting them hang while being supported by the light dress that covered her body. I reached into it and began to rub her nipples, and she doubled over and began squeezing her thighs together while practically yelping.

“That feels good... It’s so intense!”

“Oh yeah? Do you like that?”

“Oh, I love it!”

I figured if her breasts were that sensitive, then her pussy must be as well. I reached down and placed my hand up her skirt and between her legs and she jumped into my arms. I think she started coming the moment I brushed my fingers across her lips, no joke. It was fucking crazy. I had never seen this girl in my life before, and after a little spray from my bottle, she was trying to fuck my finger while her tits were in my mouth.

I heard her friend clanging around in the restroom, and I knew that I had to make a move before she saw both of us. I grabbed Alexa and held her in my arms and I kissed her and stepped towards the hallway and then towards the door where I could hear the commotion coming from.

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Sarah had butterflies in her tummy when she heard the knock at the door. Stanley gave her a look and cleared his throat before his wife walked over and opened the door with the hand that wasn’t holding a wine glass. April was on the other side of it. She looked just like the pictures she had sent the couple.

April smiled and then stepped into the doorway. She was young, with tattoos covering her body. She had large breasts and a demure demeanor that excited Stanley. Sarah could see it on his face, not to mention the bulge that was growing inside his boxers. Sarah had intended for him to greet the young woman while just wearing his briefs, and she was glad that they agreed on those circumstances. She looked over at her sculpted husband, and she could feel her mouth start to water. When she stepped back and took in the sight of him next to April, her pussy started throbbing.

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“April, this is my husband. He’s the one we’ve been chatting about.”

“Hello, sir...”

Her voice was soft. She moved closer to Stanley, and he towered over her. There was a strange mix of masculinity and femininity that vibrated as they both stood together.

“My wife here says you like things rough.”

“Oh? She spilled the beans?” April laughed. Sarah could hardly believe the same woman was saying the filthy things over text a few days prior, but she was certain they weren’t being catfished. April was the real deal. Sarah observed how she interacted with her husband. Sarah noticed that the young woman played up on her cute looks and innocent demeanor. But the tats and the filthy dialogue they shared proved otherwise.

Jesus, your husband is so hot. I’d let him do whatever he wanted to me.

Sarah remembered those words flashing across her phone screen as the two of them embraced. Her heart started to thump against her chest. She started having second thoughts in that instant, but she also realized that it was too late. You can’t untoast toast, and she was witnessing her husband sticking his tongue down April’s throat as she watched on.

“Jesus,” Stanley whispered into April’s mouth as he started to strip her of her clothing, “you’re making my cock so hard. Look. Feel it..”

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I looked out my window and saw them, walking down the street.

They were both young. I could tell by the way they dressed. One had on a massive sweater of a band she had probably never listened to and the other had pink streaks running through her blonde hair. I knew right away that I wanted both of them. The one in the sweater was skinny but she had a great ass. The other one was tall with a nice pair of tits. Both were blonde, and I wanted a pair to entertain me for the next few days.

I reached into my kitchen drawer, the one where you hold all of your shit inside of that accumulates, and pulled out my transmitter. I had gotten it off the Dark Web and I wasn’t sure it would work when I first purchased it, but it did great the few times before that day I used it.

It was a Sex Ray. I know you haven’t heard of them before. Most normies wouldn’t be aware of their existence. They were some weird government project that was halfway abandoned. Most figure that some honest person in one of the alphabet agencies probably saw what it did and put the kibosh on it, and I can definitely see why that would be. Because when you activate it, anyone around you of the opposite sex becomes automatically aroused, to the point where they lose all self-control.

That was when they were ripe for the picking. It didn’t matter who it was. I had been using it for weeks by then. I had started off with some coworkers, but when shitting where you ate turned out to be a subpar idea, I decided that picking up random women who walked through my neighborhood would be a better idea. I lived near the University, so a supply of barely legal college sluts was close by. I just had to step out at the right time.

The right time was then, at that moment. The two women were walking by my stoop and I walked outside and lit a cigarette as I called them over. They didn’t stop. Why would they? I was some old perv calling for them from my porch. So I stepped off and walked down my walkway and when I was halfway to the sidewalk I reached into my pocket and flipped on the transmitter.

At first, they both pulled away, but that was because the ray had just only hit them. Once I got even closer, I could see both of their knees begin to get weak. I just had to keep them close to the transmitter for long enough, and the ray would do its job.

“Where you two ladies off to?” I asked. “In a hurry too. Must be important.”

Big Tits gave me a funny look. She looked pissed at first but she stopped and looked me over and then bit her bottom lip.

“Oh, we were going to the library.”

“Come on, Christa,” the skinny one said, pulling her friend by the arm.

“Oh, your name is Christa? Nice to meet you. A pretty name for a pretty face.”

“Nice to meet you too.”

“What do you two plan on doing at the library?” I asked.

The skinny one finally stopped. She attempted to glare at me but her expression began changing between anger and confusion. I knew what it was. Here I was, some old dude in his late thirties, picking up some young tail, and for some reason, they couldn’t get the thought of me fucking them senseless out of their heads. They were imagining me doing depraved and lewd acts to them for hours on end. All of those pictures were being dumped into their head and replaced every rational thought they would have had.

They were beginning to become mine.

“We were going to study,” the skinny one said. She had these shorts under her sweater and I could see how amazing her legs really were.

“You are so adorable,” I said. “What’s your name?”

“Haley.”

“Wow, Haley and Christa. You two are so gorgeous. And to think I just saw you both out here, walking around doing nothing but going to the library. I got some books at my house. You wanna check them out?”

“What kind of books?” Christa said. She smiled at me. When we locked eyes, she winked and I smiled back.

“Dirty books,” I said. “But you can’t come in for free. You have to show me how much you want to see these books. You down?”

“Of course!” Haley said. “That sounds fun.”

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Z had seen her from across the street, and the moment he had laid his eyes on her, he felt enthralled in a way that he hadn’t felt in years.

He had found two Asian women walking down the street, and he was partaking in them at the moment. They both were on their knees, sucking him off. One wore a grey and blue dress, and the other wore a short black one. He was switching between both of their mouths. When his cock wasn’t in one’s mouth, she would begin licking or sucking his balls. He was enjoying both of them, but when he saw the other woman, he was no longer paying attention to the duo.

The new one was wearing a pink romper and tall heels. She had an enormous bust and long, flowing brown and blonde hair. She was walking to her car from a boutique and had not noticed the two women on their knees sucking Z off.

That was how it always was with Z. He was an ancient being from a time before even humans roamed the earth. That was what made him so powerful. He had the ability to hide his escapades from whoever he wanted to. He also had the ability to have any woman whom he came across. Over the eons that Z had been on earth, he had honed his skills so that no one was aware of his presence. Unless, of course, he wanted them to. But if that was the case, they would end up just like the Asian women he had found walking the street that day. He would simply implant his “concubine” personality into their heads, and then ravage their bodies until he tired of them.

The woman who caught his eye was his next target. Her beauty was so striking that he felt his cock begin twitching and he began to come. He covered the one in the grey dress. Ropes of cum came shooting out of his cock, and after he was done, the other woman leaned over and began licking her friend clean. They had just got their nails done after a long brunch, but neither of them had suspected that one of them would be cleaning cum off of her friend’s face with her tongue. But that was exactly what happened that afternoon. Z left them where they were before leaping over to the new slave he had found.

She was headed toward her car but she wouldn’t make it. Z appeared behind her and with a wave of his hand, she froze in place, unable to move while under his power. There were people walking past them, some men even staring at the voluptuous woman as she was exiting the store, but once she was under Z’s influence, they no longer paid her any mind. She was all alone and in his grasp.

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“Jesus Tina,” Frank said while he stood up from the couch and started gathering his belongings. “You can be such a bitch sometimes.”

Tina stood up to match his energy. She didn’t take kindly to being called the B Word. She had been sho…

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Breah was amazing. I couldn’t stop thinking about her day and night. I knew she was out of my league, and she also had a boyfriend, but that didn’t stop me from thinking of her constantly. She had the greatest body I had ever seen. Huge tits and wide hips. She looked like a Mexican bimbo. Not just that, but she was dating my brother’s friend, Rene, and he was always a dick to me. I would do anything to get back at him.

They would hang out behind my parent’s house. Danny, my brother, and I were still living at home even though we were both in college. He would bring his friends over late and since our parents were old as fuck, they would sleep through the commotion outside. Anyway, one night I decided to go out and have a few beers with everyone and Rene decided to start giving me shit right away.

“What the fuck do you want, Alan?” he said. He had his arm around Breah and he was glaring at me. I looked from him to his bleach-blonde girlfriend and then shrugged my shoulders.

“I’m just getting a drink, dude. Calm down.”

“Don’t tell me to calm down, little pipsqueak. Don’t think because I’m buddies with your brother I won’t fuck you up!”

I looked over at Danny but he didn’t do shit. He never did. Rene towered over all of us and he always bullied the shit out of everyone. I didn’t even bother opening the can. I just opened the cooler and plopped it back into the ice and headed indoors.

That night I started looking for an answer. There was no way that Rene could get away with the shit he was pulling forever. There had to be a way to get back at him without confronting him directly. That’s when I started looking around on the Dark Web.

I didn’t believe the guy when I first started talking to him. He said he had these tiny machines that could bury themselves into someone’s bloodstream and after a few minutes, they would actually take control of the person. They were called nanomachines, and even though they sounded like pure bullshit, the guy gave me a deal on a year’s supply, so I figured if they didn’t work, I could always go back online and just flip them.

I decided to test them out before shooting one into Breah. They were small, tiny little blocks with a tiny pin on the end of them. You could either poke someone up close, or you could use a blowgun or something along those lines from far away. Supposedly they were developed in Afghanistan years ago but never released to the general public.

I went to a grocery store and ended up walking up to a random woman who was in the dairy aisle and looking at milk jugs. I was really nervous, but what I did to hide my intentions was walk up alongside her and then pretend like I tripped and grabbed onto her for support. We both went down, but she wasn’t hurt or anything. When we stood up, I made sure the machine had stuck into her arm, and then I pulled it out. She looked at her arm funny, but with the fall and everything, I think it just got lumped into the experience and she didn’t question it further. Anyway, it only took like fifteen seconds! We were talking and I was apologizing, and then she just stopped talking and stared blankly forward. She was completely gone! I did it! I instructed her to go back to her normal state, and just like the guy online said, she turned back to normal.

Now that I had the right tools, I decided to put my plan into motion. I was going to get my revenge!

The first part of my plan was to get Rene and Breah over to my parent’s house while everyone was away. That meant I needed to use three of the nanomachine injectors. It was really easy. I simply just got it into my mom and dad by slapping them on the back with one in my hand, and Danny’s came in the form of a handshake. He looked down at the little box sticking out from his palm, and when he looked back up at me, he was blanked. I picked up his phone and told Rene that I wanted him to come over for some beers and the Warriors game, and to bring Breah along with him. He said that sounded perfect, and I ended up waiting in the living room, listening for Rene’s Honda to pull into the driveway.

I had bought a blowgun from a local military surplus store, and it was fairly easy to master. I had a tiny target that I would shoot darts into; it was fairly easy to aim and hit stuff from well over twenty feet. I placed it next to the window and when I heard the tires rolling over the blacktop outside, I went over to the window, crouched down low so that Breah and Rene couldn’t see me, and then I loaded up the gun.

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Daniel had a long day at work. Nothing had gone right. His team was behind on reports, emails were stacking up in his inbox that needed to be replied to, and the situation as a whole was becoming too much for him to deal with. Daniel had told his boss Art that he wanted to have a larger team to handle the issues that had popped up at the beginning of the quarter, but he was scoffed at. Daniel had done miracles before, and he needed to do the same this time around.

Daniel knew that when he got home that evening that he was going to fuck the daylights out of his wife, Liz. He had been thinking of her since lunchtime. That was how he took out his aggression from the office. His wife was beautiful. She had never lost her looks, even with age. She spent countless hours at the gym while he was at work, sculpting her body so that she never lost her looks.

Daniel appreciated her hard work. He would salivate when he thought about her, and when he had tough days at the office, he would come home and dominate her. The couple owned collars and chains, restraints, and other toys that they would include in their fun at home. It always did the trick when Daniel felt himself getting too overwhelmed at the office. That day, while Daniel was driving home, he could feel his cock getting stiff as he began to think of all the things he wanted to do to his wife.

He had sent her a text message before he left work. He told her that he wanted to fuck her and for her to prepare herself. He knew she would be ready and raring to go when he got to the house. She was obedient and docile, which was another reason why Daniel had fallen in love with her. She was the perfect fucktoy for him. She loved to be used and abused.

Daniel parked the car and began to undo his tie and take off his jacket before he exited the vehicle. He had started unbuttoning his shirt when he got to the front door, and by the time he was inside, he was working his belt and pants. By the time Liz turned the corner and approached him, he was just wearing his socks. He thought of taking them off, but his wife embraced him and they shared a deep kiss. He forgot all about his footwear then. He held his wife in his arms as they embraced and allowed their tongues to dance inside of each other’s mouths.

Liz was short and petite besides the fake tits that Daniel had purchased for her years prior. She had brown hair and eyes. Her ass was shapely and fit. It was one of her husband’s favorite parts of her. That day, she was wearing lingerie and heels, one of Daniel’s favorite outfits. He reached down and grabbed her ass and lifted her up in his arms. Her legs wrapped around him and he began grinding against her already wet pussy. She was excited. Though she never told her husband, she actually liked when he had a hard day at work. That meant that when he came home he would fuck her extra hard.

The first thing Daniel did was push Liz down to the floor so that she was on her knees. He then grabbed two handfuls of her hair and when she opened wide for him, he inserted his member right into her mouth. He pushed forward until she swallowed all of it. Liz was an amazing cocksucker, and she knew that he loved the feeling of being completely enveloped inside her throat. They had practiced it for many hours when they first got married. It wasn’t always elastic. It took many nights of experimenting and pushing through Liz’s gag reflex before Daniel was able to rest his ballsack on her chin. But after all of their hard work together, Liz was able to do a great job of inhaling her husband whole.

That was what she did that evening. Liz held him in her gullet and he even reached down and pinched her nose so that she wasn’t able to breathe. The only thing she was able to do was taste his cock. Her tongue came darting out under his shaft and she was able to lick his balls while keeping him lodged in her mouth. After she was pulled off and allowed a moment to catch her breath, Daniel slapped her across the cheek three times before shoving her down again and fucking her face. He wanted to take out all of his frustrations from the day on her, and that’s what he did. Spit came pouring out of her gap and that only made it easier to enter her mouth at a faster rate.

When his dick was pulled from her lips, she would lean forward and beg him to put it back into her. She craved his attention just as much as he craved using her body. They both fed off one another. She would do anything Daniel said, no matter how depraved it was. Daniel would spend hours at work just thinking of things he wanted Liz to do for him, or to him. She would buy and wear skimpy outfits for him and she would even wait for him at the door while staying on her knees with her mouth open. She was his perfect pet, and he was the perfect dominant who fulfilled her need to be owned.

It was around then that Daniel heard something coming from the living room. He was so caught up in the moment that he had forgotten that his stepdaughter, Mia, was staying with them that week. Mia was Liz’s daughter from her previous marriage. She was 18 and about to start college in a couple of weeks, but until she got her dorm situated, she would have to stay with Daniel and Liz every other week. He had forgotten she was there because he was so caught up in wanting to fuck his submissive wife. He at first thought of stopping what he was doing, but the feeling of Liz’s eager and hungry throat was too much for him to turn away at that time.

His mind began to wander. Mia looked just like Liz, but a younger and skinnier version. She did nothing but lay around the house, watching videos on her phone or chatting away with the many boys who were vying for her attention. At first, he was annoyed at her presence, because it meant that Liz’s attention would sometimes be split, but at the same time, he liked having a younger, more attractive woman in his house.

Daniel wasn’t afraid to admit that Mia was better-looking than her mom. Liz had to work for her looks, while Mia just woke up every day and applied a small amount of makeup and ran a brush through her hair and ended up looking spectacular. Daniel had figured that Liz was similar, but those days were long gone. The image of Mia popped into his brain as he had his cock shoved down her mother’s throat, and he almost blew his load right then.

Daniel had pondered what would happen if he confessed the feelings he had for Mia to Liz. He wondered if she would become angry or jealous, or if Liz’s submissive demeanor would overtake her. He sometimes fantasized about having them both at his disposal. He had even looked up how much it would cost to have matching collars made so that they would both wear them around the house, topless. He had kept these thoughts and fantasies to himself, but it was hard to keep them under wraps at times. He was captivated by both of them and with both being related, the taboo aspect only enhanced his fantasy. His dream of owning both of them at the same time was hard to kill. It had been running through his mind since Mia turned 18 earlier that year.

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Z had been surprised when he came across a mall that had some activity inside of it. It wasn’t typical for him to find them nowadays. Shopping malls were a huge thing in previous decades, but Z had witnessed their decline happen as he wandered the globe.

Malls had always housed tons of women. There were plenty of times when Z would walk into one and find himself in the middle of an intense orgy. They were ideal hunting grounds for new women. When he saw the new one bustling with energy, he figured taking a stroll through it would be a good idea.

Z was an old soul, older than anything that lived on the planet. Z also had a peculiar taste, human women, and he had the means to have any woman he came across. Z could control anyone he came across, and because of this, he was able to have any woman he desired.

Two ate their lunches in the food court right near the entrance that he walked through. One was a blonde, with a nice full rack and a baseball hat covering her head. Her friend, Brie, was similar in shape but had brunette hair. They both had rich husbands who would let them shop and drink all day while they were off at work. That meant they had ample time to keep up their appearances. These were women who Z loved to use. He liked having something easy on the eyes while he used their bodies. Reena, the blonde, was digging through her salad with a fork when Z walked up behind her and reached into her shirt, fondling her large fake tits before kissing her on the lips.

It had been hours since Z found a woman that he wanted to bed with. For some reason, he had met the sunrise in a peculiar mood. But finding the mall made him open up. He could already see numerous women that he could play with. He continued to fondle Reena, kissing and biting her neck while he felt her nipples harden.

He implanted into her his concubine personality. He would imprint it into women he met because he liked to have active slaves while they served him. Reena felt her cunt begin to pulsate and react to Z’s touch. All women would feel the same in their concubine state.

“Oh, Master,” the woman said. “Your hands feel amazing. Keep touching me like that.”

In Reena’s personal life, she was hardly touched by her husband, despite the hours she put into her aura. Z saw no such issue. She was wonderful, and he had no problem with making her the first one he would feel. She was bent over. He held on to her breasts as he took her from behind. His cock slid right into her soaking cunt and they both sighed.

“Oh, Master... Yes... That’s it... I love how you make me feel...”

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Toni was a girl who worked in the same department I work in. She would come in and cover my desk when I went home. She used to be nice to me, but one day, she caught me staring at her ass. She even went to management about it, but nothing happened except a one-on-one with my supervisor. It wasn’t a big deal. I just blanked my boss and then made it so th…

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