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The Device

By: thoughtsakimbo



He watched her sleeping for just a moment, a woman with a child's innocent face, golden hair splayed against the pillow. Then he bent down and touched her shoulder firmly. "Wake up now," he said. "It's time."

She opened her eyes and gazed at him, taking only a moment to understand. It was time. He needed her.

A moment later she was wrapping her gown around her full breasts, tying the sash at her waist, then following him barefoot down the cold tile corridor to his room.

Once the massive wooden door to his chamber closed behind him, there was no longer any need to whisper, and he adopted a regal attitude once again. "You know why you are here tonight, girl," he said.

"Yes, sire."

"We must continue with your lessons. We must attend to them diligently, daily, until I have determined you are ready to leave this place and venture into the world."

"Yes, sire."

"And you know that means beginning naked, in the position you have learned." He had his back toward her as he spoke, and he bathed his hands in a basin, then rubbed them briskly dry. When he turned to her again, he chuckled. She was already so well-trained. She had shed her nightclothes and was lying face down on the soft bed where he slept most nights alone.

He approached her and began to stroke her smooth, bare back with his hand, still chilled from the cold basin of water. She stiffened, trembled. "Now, you need never fear me, you know," he said. "We are both here so you might learn something you badly need to know. Discipline, and control, and pleasure."

She nodded, her face in the pillow. His hand trailed over the smooth mounds of her buttocks, his fingers knifed carefully between her thighs. She started, then turned half around to look at him. "Sire?" 

"Yes, dear, I know," he said. "But not just yet."

"But you made me promise," she said. "You said I must insist that you wear the device if you were to … begin touching me."

He smiled wistfully. "I know I have taught you to not let me approach unless I was suitably restrained. It's the only way we can both be sure that you will be properly trained, but not violated. My job is just to prepare you for pleasure. When the time comes, it will be the king's privilege to be your first lover."

She was relieved. "Let me get the device then."

His hand pressed firmly down on her lower back, pinning her to the bed. "Not just yet," he said. "I want to feel you with my hand, but I also want to feel my skin upon your skin. Just for a moment."

"Sire, it's not wise," she said, her voice soft and cautious.

"I know, I know. I just want to have a moment with your skin, and then you will restrain me."

"But won't … won't the device be unbearable if you are already … aroused?"

He grimaced, thinking. "Yes, it might be. But tonight I must have you this way, buried between your soft thighs, just for a moment. I will not violate you. We will both have to trust me a little."

"You have asked me to stop you from attempting this, Sire."

"And now I ask you to be silent and let me do what I must."

She looked away from him again, awaiting the thrilling feel of his hand caressing her, wondering if either of them would be able to stop in time, knowing she was duty-bound to stop him. She had the device. He was breaking all the rules by asking her for this reprieve – but his fingers were so thick and warm, and her deep, secret places longed for the very thing she knew she must deny him.

His fingertips danced lightly over her back and buttocks and thighs for long moments, creating shivers, although the fireplace kept the bed warm. Periodically he would stop and she could hear cloth rustling; he was undressing, pulling off his trousers, then the garters that held up his socks, then his socks, and finally his undergarment. As he caressed her inner thighs, she drew in her breath. He brought her so close to the edge of pleasure, night after night. When would the training end? 

And she could sense that behind her, he stood naked now, erect, throbbing, his eyes afire as he gazed at her squirming flesh.

"It is time for your lesson to begin," he said. She held her breath, waiting for his hand to come down sharply on the lower curve of her buttocks. His slap made a satisfying smack, but he was gentle with her. A man big enough to crush her bones, he restrained himself in administering pain, so she would have only the stimulation she needed. But would he be able to control himself tonight, without the device?

Following the slap, there was always the penetration. Just a tiny amount, a delicious little bit of penetration. She arched her back, straining toward him, anticipating his finger.

"My wanton little slut," he chuckled. "You know you can only have the tip of my little finger, yet you spread yourself as if preparing for a much larger intrusion."

The tip of his finger wiggled between her legs, dipped inside her, and made her moan. She had come to adore these lessons. He was teaching her self-control. But tonight she could also feel the ominous presence of his hard member, it's silken wet tip occasionally tapping against her thigh. It was too dangerous, a danger he had warned her about. A danger she was sworn to prevent.

"Sire, before we forget ourselves …" she said.

"Shhhh, not yet," he replied, and she could feel him now holding his manhood, using it to stroke her leg while his other hand continued to madden her, teasing her most sensitive places.

"Please," she whispered. She might have been begging for him to stop, or for him to never stop. She could no longer tell which.

Now she could feel the weight of his legs on either side of her, pressing down on the soft bed, and his manhood wedging between her thighs. "No, Sire, no," she whispered. "Please remember. Please."

He was still for a long moment, paused in thought or in indecision. Then his weight lifted from her, she heard his feet land on the floor, and she sighed with a mixture of frustration and relief.

"Our duty," she said.

"Yes, our duty. Very well, then. Get the device."

She was spry, leaping from the bed, rushing to the wooden chest from which she withdrew the heavy device. Her fingers caressed the rough wood, marveled again at the construction.

The device reminded her of the stockade in which prisoners were sometimes held, a long wooden block split lengthwise in two, with holes just big enough to accommodate the unfortunate criminal's head and hands. His neck and wrists resting in the grooves, the top half would be slapped down into place, then locked securely, leaving the man captive, unable to withdraw either head or hands. Sometimes such prisoners were left attached to the device, which stood in the town square, over a long, cold night. 

Sometimes mischievous children would pull down the man's trousers and undergarments, leaving his manhood dangling in the wind. On more than one occasion, an older boy had taken the opportunity to bugger a trapped man, as he stood helpless to prevent the assault, while drunken villagers cheered and hooted their encouragement.

This device was similar, but much smaller, with two openings arranged one atop the other. The left and right halves were made to snap together. The holes were big enough only to accommodate her master's genitals, and then only if each ball could be coaxed through the lower opening patiently, while his manhood settled in the top notch . She had practiced at this nightly for many months now. She knew how to secure his balls in the device and lock them in firmly.

However, usually he was mostly flaccid as she fitted the device to his groin. Usually they began that way, before he ever touched her. He was certainly not flaccid now. How was she to persuade his cock, now so large and swollen, through the top opening?

As always, he sat in his overstuffed chair, hips thrust forward, leaning back. He trusted her to handle him gently and to be sure no fold of skin lay between the two wooden halves when the clamp was tightened, which would have caused him unbearable pain.

She cradled his balls and swiftly lifted them into their slot, then hesitated. He sighed and used his own hand to bend his cock down into its spot. "You'll have to help me," he said. She tried as gently as possible to bend the hardened member to fit. He groaned, beads of perspiration forming on his brow. 

"It won't fit," she said finally, her eyes downcast. "You are too engorged to wear the device now."

He lifted her chin with his finger. "I will need your help, sweet child." She looked up at him, her face framed by his bare thighs, wondering how she could possibly make the hard manhood flexible again. He guided her head until her full lips were poised right at the sensitive tip.

"You will need to suck some of the engorgement from me," he said. Her eyes locked with his.

"Yes, Sire," she said, and nodded, and began to tongue and suck him in the way he had taught her, on the first night she arrived to stay with him. 

That night, he had wrestled and moaned with her, tossing about on the bed, as she tried to defend her maidenhood. That night, in frustrated agony, he had grasped her by the ears and pressed himself into her mouth, whispering instructions between gritted teeth. "Suck it, child," he had said. "Swirl your tongue around the tip, then suck hard." And he had violated her mouth again and again, until at last he filled her throat with a salty, slippery hot liquid. "Swallow," he had said, patting her hair.

That was the night they had decided that, if her lessons were to continue, they would use the device to help him maintain control. 

This night, it took only a few moments for the delicious tonguing to have its desired effect. This time, as she felt the cock grow yet larger and stiffer in her mouth, and heard his breathing strain, she began to swallow greedily, gulping until he was empty and shaking, and she could feel him grow soft.

"Good girl," he said, stroking her head again as he had the first night. "Very, very good girl. And now, I believe that device will fit."

The device had been lying on the floor, cast aside as she sucked. She replaced it now, expertly feeding his scrotum, and then his cock, into their designated places, carefully tucking all skin in so there would be nothing to pinch. "Ready?" she asked.

He nodded. She brought the two halves of the device together firmly, and cinched the fastener. It was a tight fit, and not comfortable, but he could bear it now. The heavy wooden clamp weighed him down, pulling his manhood and balls down, stretching them. He supported the device with his hand.

A single eye-bolt protruded from the bottom of the device. She now snapped the end of a chain onto the bolt, then tugged it gently, urging him to stand. His knees were still weak from climax, but he followed with meek steps, like a dog on a leash, until he was close enough to allow her to attach the other end of the chain to the foot of the bed. 

"I am a chained animal now," he said. "You have me, my princess, by the balls."

She smiled and nodded, then stretched out on the bed. "Please, my lord, take me with your hands and mouth, teach me," she said. "We are both safe now."

She knew he could not mount her with the device attached. He could not get close enough to her slippery openings to penetrate her, with the heavy block of wood in between. And chained as he was to the foot of the bed, if he should try to lunge at her, she could scramble away.

He leaned forward, groaning as the device pulled hard against his groin, stretching the skin painfully. In this discomfort, he began to lick her legs, to tease her nipples with his outstretched arm.

"Safe now," she sighed, surrendering to the pleasure.

The Device



The two men escorted me into a room with nothing but a bed, a toilet, blank white walls and a feeling of hopelessness. It looked like a prison cell. I had no idea what was going on, I was sort of scared and a little pissed. One man walked away and the other held onto my arms. They looked sexy, though, wearing what seemed to be "Men in Black" costumes. The man came back and handed me a black robe that looked extremely soft. He held it out and simply said, "change."

I took the robe from his hand and the two men stood still. I expected them to leave and wasn't sure if I was supposed to change in front of them or not. I was wearing jeans and a T shirt and I had no idea what was going on. I didn't want to piss them off as they were both extremely well built and something told me I wouldn't exactly be able to dial 9-1-1 around here. I pulled my t-shirt over my head and dropped it to the floor and then my bra. I looked the men in the eyes, well, at least in the lenses of their glasses. The men did not flinch. I kicked off my sneakers and pulled off my socks, placing them on top of my shirt. Normally standing topless in tight jeans gives me a confident turn on feeling, I think it looks extremely sexy. Standing before these two men, not having a clue what was going on, and feeling like I'd been kidnapped certainly didn't make me feel sexy. I pulled off my pants and underwear in one tug and placed them on top of the rest of my stuff. I quickly wrapped the robe around my body realizing it wasn't as long as I'd previously thought. I was glad there was no wind because it would surely have left my ass exposed.

Still without emotion on their faces the two men grabbed me lightly by the elbows and walked me out of the room. We walked down a hallway with other doors that looked like mine, although there really is nothing distinguishing about a plain white door in a plain white hallway. I wanted to know what was behind them and looked to each side in hopes of finding a clue to where I was or what I was doing there. 

We walked into another room, this one looking nothing like mine. Except it was all white. So much white I wanted to throw up or something just to add color. And it was hot. I could feel tiny beads of sweat on the lower part of my back develop. The men let go of me and walked out or the room. Hearing a click when they exited, I rolled my eyes assuming it was a door lock. I looked around the room for another exit, but of course there was none. No ceiling tiles, actually, just panels of mirrors. The entire ceiling was a giant mirror. There were boxes lined on the wall on the side of the door of all shapes and sizes. A part of me wanted to open them, they didn't appear to have a lock of any sort, but I had an innate feeling of being watched. I felt almost as if there might be someone counting my every breath, taking in everything I was dong. I looked for cameras; none. Just oddly placed mirrors. I'd seen enough cop shows to figure that it was probably a one way mirror, and there were in fact people on the other side of them watching me. 

The object in the center of the room intrigued me the most, although it worried me just the same. It was covered in some soft looking upholstery, and was only about a foot and a half high. Maybe 18 inches wide, two feet long. It was contoured in the middle and sloped down. What made me worry were the straps. There were straps on the forward part, in the middle, and on the ground a foot and change away from it. The straps on the forward end were slightly separated from the rest of the device, as if they weren't connected at all. There were tiles on the floor surrounding the device but not covering the room. I shook my head, trying to make sense of it. Feeling as vulnerable as a kitten in a bear's den, I stood motionless, not knowing what else to do. Escaping didn't even seem fathomable, nonetheless worth attempt. 

I heard a faint muffled noise. Or did I? It was so silent I wanted to scream. I knew I was being watched, though, and refrained from screaming. If was being watched... could someone hear me as well?

"Hey, how about some music? Techno maybe? Rock? Something?"

Music came on. Techno. "You've got to be kidding me," I thought. No way. Here I felt like I was in prison and I just got something because I asked for it. What the hell is this place?

A woman walked in wearing white. She was in a nurse's outfit whose lengths were conservative but it fit her like latex. She had the most sensuous curves everywhere. Her professional demeanor while wearing such and outfit caused a stir in me. The conflict of interest, her demeanor suggesting strict business and her attire creating an intense curiosity and sexual fever, gave her my full attention. My body was definitely feeding off of the tension the place gave me. The woman did not speak or smile, she briskly walked to me and stopped. I stared her right into her gorgeous green eyes. She had long, flirtatious eyelashes and an intensity in her eyes that in itself made me feel powerless. Her eyes never flinching, she pointed to the device in the middle of the room.

"Make no assumptions," I thought to myself. If I was going to die I wasn't going to pull the trigger or tie the noose. 

"Stand in front of it," she said, speaking in a low, sultry voice. I obeyed. She walked up beside me and whispered into my ear so close that her hot breath tickled my neck and gave me Goosebumps, "take off the robe and let it fall to the floor." The only thing I could think about was asking her to do the same thing, to strip off her clothes and have me lie with her on the floor, wrapping our bodies together and fusing our mouths and pussies. Again I obeyed. Now I was grateful for the hot room, for standing there naked almost felt good. "Kneel so that your thighs touch the device."

It clicked inside me. There was no doubt as to what was about to happen to me. The contour, the straps, the softness, even the dimensions; I was going to be tied down. I felt my pussy turn into fire. Tied down. Helpless. I was scared and excited, and tried not to convey either. I knelt down and walked a little on my knees so that my thighs touched the cloth. The cloth was actually cold, as if something were underneath it acting as a coolant. I felt her standing behind me; she so powerful now, as I was on my knees helpless. I was scared to do anything else, and nervous to see what was next. 

She pushed me forward with her hand so that my body lay down on the device. It wasn't that long; my neck was as far as it went. She started fastening straps. The first one was my right ankle, but only after she spread my leg first. I felt the cool strap tighten down and she grabbed my left ankle and spread it as well. I knew that my entire pussy was in her full view, soft and shaven, and I was afraid she might see how wet I had become. She placed my right wrist into another strap and then the same with my left. I was propped up on my elbows looking forward at a blank wall. 

I now realized everything was behind me. The woman, the boxes, the door. The only thing in front of me was a small mirror-window high enough so that I couldn't see myself. I looked back at her and she said to me immediately, "no!"

"You cannot look behind you. You may only look forward. If you look back even one more time I will strap your head down as well. It is your choice. Now, what do you want to do?" she asked.

I didn't know what she meant by the question. I wanted out. I wanted to stay. I wanted to see her naked, I wanted to watch her do something, anything. The techno in the background drove my body insane. I wanted to move but really couldn't. I was still, confused, and scared. I didn't answer her. I didn't know what to say. 

I heard her walk away. The door opened and then closed. Techno. I was so glad for the music. It was the only thing keeping me calm. The door opened and closed again. Heels; I could hear the footsteps of someone in high heels walking towards me. "Don't look," I reminded myself. Don't look, don't look... the footsteps stopped right behind me.

Smack! I felt my ass sting and I was thrown into even more confusion. The woman behind me had surely left a hand print on my ass. I winced, gritted my teeth and breathed very slowly. Her hand slid over my ass where she had just smacked it. I was already hot and now was in flames. I felt the outline of where her hand had smacked my ass burn. Her touch was so soft, such a change from the smack. Her hand came to the middle and her middle finger traced a line from the top of my ass to my pussy and stopped. Her finger was there, right there. Motionless. I squirmed, trying to urge her on. I felt my whole body tense, succumbing to the situation and forgetting how helpless I was. I didn't want to speak, afraid of being gagged in consequence. She pushed her finger down a little and spread my lips apart, moving her finger to my clit. She rolled it around expertly, slowly and smoothly, my pussy juice covering her finger. She was moving painfully slow, my engorged clit begging for release already. She moved her finger back down then let it sit just outside my pussy. I wiggled again, trying to force her to enter me but to no avail. She pulled her finger away. I heard the slick wet sound of her licking her finger followed by her footsteps away from me. The door opened and closed. Techno.

My body was on fire. I wanted to come so badly my toes were curling and I gripped the device with my fingernails. There was a thin, slick layer of sweat over my whole body. I needed release. Bad. The door opened, closed. Footsteps? I couldn't hear anything. Nothing but the music. My eyes searched the room for a hint of a shadow. The lights turned off. Pitch black. Techno. Confusion. Fire. It still felt like there was fire in my veins pumping me into frenzy. Now I could hear footsteps. No heels this time... barefoot, it sounded like.

"You make look around, but know you will not be able to see anything," a deep voice said calmly. I looked around, and though there was no doubt that he might be lying I was still shocked to see nothing. I knew my eyes were open but there was nothing. I heard the door open again, and a piercing light tore through the dark room. I caught a glimpse of several men entering the room, naked, before the door shut and there was nothing again. They all had something over their faces. They could see, I realized. I am the only one who knows nothing. 

I was terrified at this point. Sweating, digging my nails into the device, looking around for anything. Nothing. I heard footsteps everywhere. Suddenly there was something over my eyes and I froze. "Good girl," a woman's' voice said to me. "You are ours. It is not your place to know. You will only do what you are told. Nod your head if you understand." I nodded. "Good. You are not allowed to speak. Nod your head if you understand." again, I nodded my head, grasping that they were taking my voice and my sight. She tied the blindfold around my head and fastened it securely. "We will not hurt you," she said before I heard her walk away.

Hands. Everywhere. I couldn't count the number of hands all over my body. Something... oil? Grease? They were spreading something all over me that combined with my sweat to make my skin extremely slick. The stomach of the device dropped out. There was clicking sound and I felt the hot air grace my stomach. I was now just propped on my elbows with the entire rest of my body exposed. 

"We can see you. We can see everything," a voice told me. Female. Hands! I couldn't keep track, but I realized the hands weren't everywhere. They were avoiding my chest, ass, and pussy, the parts screaming to be touched the most. I stuck my butt up in the air as much as I could; arching my back and feeling the hands follow my movements. Hands all over my ass. Massaging me. I was going insane. I whimpered, unable to help it. Someone heard it and whispered into my ear, "we know what you want; you will only get it if you behave. Do not make a sound."

He didn't say not to move, though. I started moving my ass to the music, hoping someone's hands would travel lower. Yes! Someone's hands certainly did. Before I understood what was going on there was someone's finger playing with my clit. Two fingers in my pussy. Another finger teasing my ass. I was powerless. Don't speak. Receive. The fingers in my pussy found my g spot right away and were stroking it hard. The finger in on my clit was working in rhythm with whoever was in my pussy and all on the beat of the music. I felt my toes curling and became aware of the hands really were all over my body. Pinching my nipples, rolling them, almost tickling my stomach, the oil making hands collide and my body frictionless. I felt my pussy get hotter and hotter, the juice no doubt soaking someone's hands. Techno. Everyone was moving with the beat of the music. Footsteps. People were randomly walking around. The music got louder. Now all I could hear was the music. No more whispers. Maybe they couldn't hear me. I tested it. I moaned softly. Nothing. The fingers on and in my pussy were working faster. My body seized up and I cried out without thinking. I felt a pulse of energy travel from my fingertips and toes to crash into my pussy. The fingers didn't stop, making me shake. My legs were trembling, by heart racing, I was panting for air in the thick humidity of the room. No consequence for screaming. They didn't care. Just don't speak, I told myself.

The finger came off my clit but the other person stayed in my pussy, still playing with that curious little spot inside me. I felt my whole lower body get hot and fuzzy. I was going to come again. I cried out again, this time my mouth being filled with someone's finger. A woman's slender, smooth finger. I sucked on it, grateful for some sort of physical release. The fingers still did not stop inside me, though instead of stroking my g spot I was slowly being fingered. The woman pulled her finger from my mouth. I felt my pussy pulse and quiver around someone's fingers. Someone brought their finger to my nose and I immediately recognized the sweet smell of my pussy. The person slid their finger into my mouth. I sucked on the woman's finger, happily tasting myself and taking particular care to lick off every bit. The hands still massaged my body, sliding into one another and over everything. 

The woman pulled her finger out of my mouth. The music was extremely loud and I think that someone gave everyone else a signal because all the hands came off of me simultaneously. I realized I was panting and sweating a lot more than I had thought. Someone's lips touched mine. I started kissing those lips, needing the outlet. I wasn't sure if it was a girl or not but the lips were so extremely soft and felt so good. We kissed slowly, and knowing that everything was stopped but the music and our kissing, and that we were definitely being watched turned me on even more. I was starting to think it was a girl; the kiss was so tender it was hard for me to believe that it was a man. I didn't care who it was, though, so long as it didn't stop. 

Of course it did, though; just as quickly as the lips had graced mine they were gone. I whimpered and my brow furrowed in frustration. Then there were lips again. Different, thinner, but still smooth. Stubble on the chin – a man. His tongue was more forceful, seeking out my own to play with. He kissed me hard, like a clueless young boy. I didn't kiss him back very much, hoping for the girl to return. The man stopped kissing me. 

My heart was racing, I was still sweating. I thought back on what had just happened and I was trying to piece together what might happen next when I felt the most curious but welcome feeling: wind. No, not wind… breath. They were blowing on me to cool me down. Air from every direction. I got Goosebumps, chills, even shivers. I felt myself get a new sense of excitement as the air hit my body at different intensities, levels, places, and lengths. Someone was beneath me, maybe a few of them. Behind me, in front, on top, there were mouths everywhere blowing on me. The music echoed in my head as the air hit my body. The air suddenly stopped.

Mouths. Just as I was trying to think of what could possibly come next there were mouths everywhere, just as there had been hands everywhere. Again, I was being kissed, licked, blown on, nibbled, and even bitten everywhere but my pussy, ass, and chest. My body shuddered. I was being tickled and sucked on in such a quantity I felt like I couldn't handle it. I wanted to cry out for them to stop but I really didn't want them to at all. There were kisses on my arms, legs, the cheeks of my ass, face, mouth, back, stomach, inside of my hips… literally everywhere but the really good parts. I was moaning without thinking, whimpering, pushing my body and moving to get the mouths closer to giving me release. 

I was being kissed by everyone, at least I thought, because I would be kissed for a few short moments before it was a new mouth. I started noticing so many small details of a mouth lost in an ordinary sexual encounter. The texture of someone's lips, the feel of their tongue, the way they'd suck on my bottom lip, or how they would moan when I sucked their tongue into my mouth and massaged it with my own tongue. The feel of their hot breath of my face, panting as I was, suggesting maybe there were people who were playing with each other around me. 

I started visualizing that very thing, a room of people kissing at random and playing with each other at will. The mouths left my body. Something vibrated the straps on my wrists. Someone released the straps on my ankles. Was I being let go? I thought. I didn't want to go, not yet! I had no sense of time or place, no idea where I was or who I was with and I had never been so intrigued and excited in my life. 

The straps moved; my wrists were being pulled up by some machine. I realized how locked up my knees were when I tried to stand. The straps stopped moving up for a moment when I was fully standing. Chancing punishment, I flexed and tried to stretch my legs a little bit. No retaliation was taken, but the straps moved so that my arms were spread wide at first and then over my head. My arms weren't stretched out uncomfortably, only a few inches over my head. I squatted a little and was thankful for the slight freedom of movement. The fact that I was still strapped up both excited and frightened me though. 

There were no straps placed on my ankles. They trusted me, I thought. Realized I would behave. I wanted the mouth to come back. I wanted to be kissed, touched, and brought to orgasm again. I started dancing.

Slow at first, I found the back beat in the music and rolled my body slowly as if I were sitting on someone's dick and wanted to slowly rub myself to come. I swayed my body left and right alternatively, still rolling my body. Then, as if my hips were on a pivoting ball, I traced circles with them, pushing my ass out as far as I could.

A kiss. Reward. I didn't stop dancing as I kissed back, eagerly searching out his tongue. I realized I had more freedom of movement and pushed my body forward hoping to feel the impression of his cock. Jackpot. His hard cock pressed against my stomach and sent a flood of liquid sexuality to my pussy. I continued kissing and grinding into him, happy to feel his cock against my slick, hot skin. 

"Don't move," a sexy feminine voice called into my ear. I froze, dancing now only in my head. I started to imagine the man fucking me senseless, racking my body with each thrust, throwing himself into me relentlessly. I moaned in reaction to the thoughts, wishing so much for them to be true. 

Another kiss. Surely female. The thought made my knees weak. I started to fantasize about what these people looked like, something that had not occurred to me earlier. She left little to the imagination, though, when she pressed her body against mine and I felt the smooth, hot skin of her breast. I wanted to badly to push back; I literally had to tighten my body to stand still. Her breasts were large and full, her skin silky and also oily. I felt her nipples brush against my own and moaned loud, though the music got a little louder and I was sure no one could hear me. I bit my lower lip, trying so hard to behave and do what they told me to. She wrapped her hands around me suddenly and kissed me hard. I kissed her back, my tongue searching out hers, my body crying for release. I felt worse than a caged animal but so enticed I was mentally torn. I wanted to know what was next and I wanted to run. 




The Device



Everywhere there were kisses. The mouths returned to please my still body instantly. This time it really was everywhere… someone grabbed my right leg and held it up as someone quickly scrambled between my legs to lick my dripping wet pussy. I smelled the sweet juice flowing from my legs, mixed with the light smell of oil and sex around me. I was being kissed on the lips and in my pussy. There were two mouths wrapped around my nipples, sucking, nibbling, and licking at random. The mouth on my pussy split my lips from my hole to my clit, and when the mouth got to my clit it sucked hard, making my left leg buckle. I felt as if I were going to fall but someone held me up. I regained my balance and just let my body receive everything. It was not my place to try to give right now. I kissed, but then I stopped doing that. I only now thought of what I was feeling. 

I think they were waiting for me to do this, to stand still and receive. Not but a few moments after I stopped kissing whoever was kissing me there were hands and mouths. This time more of an intense massage… there were hands on my lower back drawing circles into my skin with their thumbs, someone kissing the insides of my hips, someone rolling the muscles in my arms in their hands. A tongue traced a line from the top of my pussy to my collarbone and I tilted my head back to allow access to my neck. Kisses all over my chest, sucking and nibbling, occasionally a bite that I had to fight not to wince at. Hands massaging my ass cheeks. 

Someone finally blessed me with penetration to my pussy. The tongue on my clit was slow and deliberate, alternating patterns and moving in rhythm with the music. There were two fingers slowly sliding in and out of me almost frictionless, not because of the size of my pussy but the amount of my come and juice there was. I felt a drip go down my thigh only to have it licked up a moment later. 

The tongue on my pussy and fingers inside me picked up pace and aim. I felt my stomach get tight and knew this would not take long. The people playing with me made sure of it, accelerating their pace quickly. I realized the music was picking up pace, too, reaching its own climax. I tuned into the beat, focusing on the speed of it. The mouth and fingers were matching it. All over my body they were matching the speed of the music. Faster, harder. The bass beat blasted into my head and the fingers inside pressed on my g spot hard. I cried out, my toes curling and feet giving out. I was literally being held up as the most powerful orgasm quaked my body. I felt myself struggling to breathe, my stomach turning to a knot, my pussy exploding into fire. I screamed out in pleasure, my head dizzy and thoughts cloudy. My legs were shaking worse than if I had been power squatting, I really could not stand on my own. 

I was panting hard. Water. Someone was literally hosing my body down with cool water. I cried out in fright at first and then pleasure. The water cascaded down my body, rinsing away some of the sweat. I slowed my breathing and felt the water calm me down. There were no mouths, no hands. The music was slowing and getting quieter, too. I listened, or tried to, unable to hear with the water rushing over my ears. I stood easily now, breathing normally.

The water slowed to a stop as well, in time with the music's stop. I listened, but the only sound I could hear was the water dripping off my body onto the floor. The straps released my wrists. My arms fell to my sides quickly, the blood rushing back into them. I took the blindfold off and slowly opened my eyes. There was very little light, and no people around. I looked around but could distinguish nothing of any help to me. I turned around and saw a faint glow on the floor.

Arrows. There were arrows pointing to a rectangle on the wall. A door, a way out. My tired body walked awkwardly in the path of the arrows, my eyes coming to focus on a sign on the door that read simply "open." I opened the door and there were arrows in the hallway as well, eventually leading me back into my room. 

I walked into my room and recognized my clothes on the bed. I ignored them, though, choosing instead to lie on the bed and let myself fall to sleep.



The Device



*Hisssssssssssss......*

The sound emanating from above jolted me out of my sleep. I blinked my eyes, trying to fully wake up. "What the... where am I?" I tried to move my arms, but they were immobilized by my side. I begin to panic, wondering what the heck I'd gotten myself into this time. Then I heard another rumbling above me.

*Hissssssssss pbbbbbblllt*

The pungent aroma filled my lungs, and it came back to me. Taylor. Those were her massive, fleshy globes hanging just above my face. I remembered the night we'd had, the things we'd done. At first the experience had scared me, remembering how dominant and humiliating she'd been towards me. But honestly, it had been the most satisfying experience I'd ever had. Even now, waking up to her giant ass in my face, I had a sense of comfort and security I'd never felt before.

*Brrrrrrrrppppppp*

"Mmmmmmm..."

I heard her stirring, waking from her slumber. She'd just farted again, and I realized I was getting turned on. My flaccid member began to engorge, as I bathed in a miasma of her rancid flatulence. "Morning, Xavier. That was a fun night! I really loved sleeping with your face up my ass crack. How are you feeling?" "Ummm, surprisingly good! I enjoyed that much more than I thought I would."

"I can see that" Taylor said, as she began to tongue lazily at my growing cock. "How about a morning blowjob?"

"That would be amazing!" I said, dumbstruck at her forwardness.

"All right. I want you to go down on me while I do it." replied Taylor. "Sure! I like going to down on you!" "Good. Get to it!" chirped Taylor.

I leaned forward and tentatively licked her pussy, giving it a timid taste with my tongue. Oof! It was so bitter! I'd forgotten that morning pussy is very different from post-shower pussy. I started kissing her thighs, and felt her take my cock in her mouth. She caressed me with her tongue, moving my rapidly stiffening member around like a tasty candy. I began thrusting into her mouth, and she began gyrating on my face.

*pbbbllltt*

"Oh yeah, inhale my farts!" Taylor cried out. "Suck on my funky cunt! I'm sure it tastes nice and sour!"

*hisssssssss*

I continued to bath in her rank flatulence, my dick getting hard in Taylor's mouth. My face was firmly held between her strong, muscular thighs as the began grinding my face faster.

"Mmmm.... I'm gonna make you my Toilet Boy, Xavier! And you're going to love it!"

*PBBBBBTTTT*

"Toilet boy?" I thought myself as her pussy juices began running down my cheeks. What does she mean by that? I didn't know exactly what she had in mind, but I had to admit it was turning me on like nothing else ever had.

"I want you to come, Toilet Boy! Come in my mouth!" Taylor exclaimed.

I began thrusting more vigorously, and I could feel Taylor begin to shake. She leaned back and engulfed my face in face pussy and ass. Her body quaked in an enormous orgasm, and she cried out it ecstasy!

"Oh, yes! I love having your face in my ass! Worship my butt, Toilet Boy!"

*brrrrrrrppppttt*

I was drenched in her juices, and the fart she'd just unloaded on my face sent me over the edge. I exploded into her mouth, filling her mouth with a hot load of my semen. I was surprised she let me cum in her mouth. It didn't seem like something she normally did. But she sucked every last drop of cum out of my throbbing member.

Once she was done, she quickly turned around and brought her face right up to mine. Her eyes were wide open and shining- she looked so turned on! She gazed into my eyes for a few moments. Then, as if remembering something important, she brought her right hand up to my mouth and firmly held it open.

With my mouth hanging open and my eyes meeting hers once again in an expression of anticipation, she positioned her mouth over mine. I noticed that her cheeks seemed to be bulging out a bit, making her look like some sort of adorable chipmunk. Suddenly, I realized what was going to happen, but it was too late. She spit out a huge load of cum into my waiting mouth. I quickly swallowed, which was good, because she followed the spitting with long kiss. It was kinda gross, and she definitely had bad morning breath, but I didn't want to be anywhere else in the world at that moment.

We made out on the bed for a while. Her breathe reeked, but I loved every second of it. Our tongues intertwined, and I caressed her sleek thighs. I moved down to massage her bubbly butt, and she let out a long, silent fart. I inhaled deeply, and she cooed with pleasure at my show of affection. After we had been laying down for what seemed like forever, she gently pushed me aside and sat up in bed.

"Xavier, I have a proposition for you." 

"Ok, I'm listening." I replied.

"I like you a lot. I've farted on a lot of guys, but no one's seemed to enjoy it as much as you. I'm impressed! I know my gas is horrible, and my feet must stink, but you seem to love it!"

"I do! Honestly, I've never really gotten off on vanilla sex. You're just what I've been looking for! I really want to take humiliation to the next level."

Taylor's eye's lit up. "Mmmmm.... That's just what I wanted to hear. So, my proposition is this- I want to train you. 'Take it to the next level' like you said. While I was going down on you, I called you Toilet Boy, and that's what I want you to be. I want to train you to be a full service toilet for me."

My jaw dropped. The frankness of her offer astounded me. I began thinking it over. Full service toilet... I suppose that would include drinking her piss, sucking out her snot, and.... eating her shit. Did she really want to take a crap in my mouth? How could anyone do that? It was the most rude thing I could think of anyone doing to another human being.

"Now, when you say 'Full Service', do you mean..." I began.

"Yes," said Taylor. "Everything that comes out of me goes into you. Piss, toenails, boogers, even my poop. It's not going to be easy, which is why I want it to be your decision. I want your full submission in the most degrading way possible."

"I see..."

"I'll give you a while to think it over. I'm going to go freshen up, and I'll be back in a bit to hear your decision."

Taylor gave me one last sensuous kiss, and got up to leave.

"Wait... one more question- have you done this before with anyone?"

"Well, I've farted in guys' faces before, and some have gone as far as to drink a little of my pee. But no one has been able to stand up to my most disgusting fantasies."

With that, she got up and headed out of the room. Her butt jiggled as she walked, and a wave of desire came over me. I wanted to worship that ass, and it deserved to be worshipped. The idea that it wasn't being worshipped saddened me.

Full service toilet. I sat and let the reality of the situation sink in. I was looking for something new, something more than other women I'd been with had been able to provide, and this was certainly something more. I admitted to myself that the previous night's events were the hottest, most satisfying sexual experiences I'd ever had. And I did want more. But.... her piss? What would that even be like? I couldn't imagine, but I tried. Laying under her, my mouth pressed firmly against her urethra, a stream of piss into my mouth.... I realized that I was fantasizing it, and that my rock hard member was betraying any reservations I might have had about it.

Even though I wasn't sure I'd be able to live up to her fantasies, I wanted to try. I was actually turned on by the thought of serving as this woman's toilet! I heard some rustling outside, and a few moments later Taylor returned.

"So, have you thought about it?"

"I have. I'm not sure I'll be able to be able to fulfill all of your fantasies, but I want to try. I'm actually turned on by the idea! It's something I've fantasized about before, but I never thought it would be a reality. I adore you, and if being your toilet pleases you, I would be honored to accept your gifts."

"Mmmmhmmm. Well said, Toilet Boy! I'm glad you want to please me. And I look forward to training you to accept my gifts. You've made me very happy!"

With that, she grabbed me close for a tight embrace. I hugged her back, sighing contently. Then, loosening her grip and moving her lips right next to my ear, she whispered "Now let's get you to your proper place- under my ass!"

She got up, and pointed to the door, "Now move Toilet!"

I jumped up quickly, and shuffled out the door. Taylor guided me through the living room, and into the bathroom.

"Here's my throne!"

My heart skipped a beat. In front of me sat a commode set up right in front of the toilet. It was set low to ground, with a latex sheet and a mat under it.

"This is your new home, Toilet Boy! Lay down under my throne and get ready."

I could feel my pulse racing, wild thoughts spinning through my mind. Was I really ready to do this? I looked at Taylor, and realized that I was desperate to please this woman. I wanted this. I wanted to be her toilet.

"Come on now. Get down there!"

I got down on my hands and knees and crawled over to the device. I flipped over onto my back, and shifted under the lid of this toilet. Taylor knelt down on my chest and grabbed my arms.

"I'm going to lock you in until you've fulfilled your duties."

She grabbed my left arm and shackled it on to the leg of the commode. She tested it to make sure it was tight, then did the same for my right arm. Satisfied, she got up and looked down with satisfaction and delight.

"Mmmm.... I hope you make it through training. You look like a beautiful toilet. Well, no time to waste. Let's begin!"

With that, Taylor quickly spun around, and I saw her beautiful behind descend onto the toilet seat. And my face! She let out a quick fart. " Mmmm.... Suck it up, Toilet!"

"Ok, Toilet. It's time to explain what your training will entail. This is going to be a crash course in toilet servitude. I have high hopes for you, but it's going to be tough. By the end of the weekend, I want you to be able to swallow a nice, chunky turd. But we're not there yet. I have a lot of fantasies about humiliating and degrading my toilet, and we're going to go through a lot of them over the next 2 days."

Her bold, direct speech caused my cock to stand at attention. I wanted to please her so much! With her ass in my face, I listened intently...

"We'll start by feeding you food that I will... specially prepare for you. You'll lick it off my sweaty feet and eat it right from my anus. I'll also feed you all of the gross things I produce during the day. Feet shavings, crusty boogers, toenails, mucous, and anything else I can think of. And, hopefully, you'll like it! But if you don't, you'll swallow it anyways, because that's what a good Toilet does."

The thought of consuming all her waste was... turning me on! With each passing moment, I realized how tantalizing it all sounded. I wanted to serve her!

"Once we've gotten through that, we'll move on to the extremes. First, I'll drench you in my piss. You won't have to drink it at first, but I won't let you shower. You'll have time to soak in the flavor before I'll pee again, when you'll be sucking down my urine. Finally, at the end of the weekend, I want you to take a nice, big bite of my poop. No one has ever done this for me before, and if you accomplish this, you will be my official Toilet. I may even have a big surprise if you do! Do you understand?"

I felt like my heart was going to leap out of my chest! I don't know why, but there was nothing I wanted more than to serve as Taylor's toilet! I was dumbstruck by this beautiful woman demanding I do the most revolting things for her pleasure. However, I realized it was for my enjoyment, too. I wanted this! I wanted her to do these things to me. I'd never been so aroused! All I could muster was a meek "Um, yes. I understand."

"Ok. Do you have anything to say?"

I thought for a moment. "Taylor, I want to serve you. I want to consume all of your precious bodily gifts. I want to be your toilet. I think I can be a good toilet, and I'm grateful for the chance to try."

"Well, you know how to flatter a girl. All right, let's get down to business! I've got to file my feet to get rid of all the dead skin. I use a ped egg for it."

With that, she got up and opened up the cabinet over the sink. Inside, she grabbed an egg-shaped device, then plopped her ass back down on my face. She pulled her foot up over her knee and got to work.

"Pee-yewww! I didn't shower after I went to the gym yesterday, and my feet stink! Oh, and I'm not showering all weekend, by the way. Hope you're hungry for my foot shavings!"

She vigorously filed her feet, the shavings building up inside the ped-egg. I could smell her pungent feet from where I was.

"Ok, right foot is done. On to the left! There's a lot of smelly, dead skin for you!"

She continued her work, but abruptly stopped. I heard a rumbling in her belly, and she leaned forward...

*Pbbbblllltttt*

"Ooooh! That was a wet one!"

I inhaled her gas, straining to imbibe all her stench. It was so amazing!

"Oh, I have another gift for you!"

She made a loud, snorting noise. I listened as she collected mucous in the back of her throat. Then, she brought her face down to mine.

"Open."

Without thinking, I opened my mouth, and watched as a giant glob of phlegm oozed out of her mouth, dropping down into mine. I swished the slimy goo around in my mouth for a moment.

"Swallow." she said.

Again, I instantly complied. I felt the slimy mucous slide down my throat, and I audibly gulped to show her I'd swallowed it all.

"Thank you for your gift, Taylor!" I exclaimed.

"You're welcome. I'm glad you enjoyed it."

She turned back around, and smiled warmly at me before sitting back on my face. She went back to filing her feet. After a while, she announced she was done.

"Time for your first Taylor made meal. Open wide!"

She got up, and stood over me. I could see she was enjoying the power she held over me. I liked it too! She had the ped egg in her hand and proceeded to open up the shavings receptacle. She took a big whiff of the contents. She scrunched up her nose and made a face.

"Yuck! That is nasty! Well...enjoy!"

Then, I waited breathlessly as she poured the entire contents of her gross feet shavings into my mouth. She left her hand there for a moment, and I smelled the pungent, arid odor left by her feet. It was a strong, cheesy smell that stung my nose. And the taste in my mouth.... oh my god! How could I be doing this?

"Close your mouth, but don't swallow! I want you to savor it!"

I obeyed her order. I closed my mouth, and swished her feet shavings around in my mouth. It was so salty! The taste was indescribable... A gritty substance that gelled into a mushy, disgusting paste as I rolled it around in my mouth.

"Mmmmm...." I grunted.

"Oooh, he likes it! Ok, you can swallow."

I smiled at Taylor, trying to show her my gratitude, and began trying to swallow. The goo was thick, and I was having a hard time getting it down. However, I didn't want to disappoint her, so I mustered up some courage, closed my eyes, and took a big gulp. The waste slid down my throat and into my stomach.

"Good boy!"

"Thank you for your gift, Taylor." I said with a smile.

"You're welcome. Ok, it's time for breakfast. Do you like eggs?"

"Sure I do! But I didn't think I'd be eating so well during my training."

"Well, you won't be eating them right away. First, I'm going to eat my breakfast. Then, with whatever eggs are left over, I am going to chew them up and spit them in those dirty, 5 day old socks I was wearing last night. Then, I'm going for a run! It's been pretty hot lately, so my feet should get pretty sweaty. Also, my shoes are pretty old and stinky already, so it should make the eggs nice and tasty for you. Would you like that?"

"I would, Taylor!"

"Excellent. Oh, and from now on, call me Miss Taylor. It conveys the proper respect you should have."

"Ok, Miss Taylor!"

Taylor gave me quick, coy smile, then bent down over me and shut the lid of the toilet.

"See you later!"

With that, she turned and exited the room. My cock was rock hard thinking about what she was going to do to me. I wish I wasn't shackled to this toilet so I could jerk off, but the payoff will definitely be worth it. I hear the sizzle of scrambled eggs being being poured onto a hot pan. I hope she enjoys her breakfast!

I hear her eating in the kitchen. Mmm.... it smells good! Eating off her sweaty feet... what's that going to be like? I wonder how old her running sneakers are. Her feet were quite malodorous this morning, so I'd imagine it's going to be quite severe after they get all sweaty from running.

I heard Taylor approach the bathroom door. "Ok, I'm heading out! The eggs feel so mushy in my sneakers... I'm going to run a few miles, and work up a nice sweat. Then I'll be back to feed you your gross breakfast!"

I heard her feet squishing as she walked away. Now I'm alone. I tested my restraints again. They're not budging. Staring up at the plain, white lid in front of my face. Why am I doing this? What is it about Taylor that makes me feel this way. I know I've never really been interested in vanilla sex, but she's really taking it to the extreme. And I like it! Honestly, I have fantasized about a woman farting in my face before, but I never in a million years thought it would actually happen. She seemed to really enjoy it, too! I was glad humiliating me made her happy. I hope I can make it through her training, and that this turns into a real relationship. I want to get to know her better, and learn about why she wants a real human toilet at her disposal.

Lying there on my back, I thought about how Taylor seemed to have thought this out pretty well. I knew it was going to be tough, but her expectations seemed realistic. She would be giving me some real food, even if I had to eat it off her stinky feet or.... out of her ass. Out of her ass... I wonder if there's going to be shit on it? I hope I can keep it down. At the end of the weekend, I hope that I'll be able take a big bite of her shit, and swallow. The fact that it would please her drives me wild.

*Slam*

I hear the door close and steps coming up the stairs. She's home! Finally! She's approaching the bathroom.

*Phew! That was a good run! It must be 90 degrees out. I'm drenched!"

The bathroom door flung open, and Taylor was standing there in her running outfit. She was wearing a tight sport bra, and a pair of blank running pants. The pants hung loose on her legs and hugged her butt tight. What a butt she had! She quickly took off her sports bra and tossed it lazily on my face.

"Take a whiff of that while I get your breakfast ready."

The bra was saturated in her sweat. I inhaled the rank odor fervently, letting the smell fill my nose with the tremendous odor of her pits.

"Ok, I'm going to let you out for breakfast. Are you ready?"

"Yes, Taylor."

She quickly moved over my hardening cock and gave it a short, hard flick.

"Yes WHO?"

I cursed myself for my momentary lapse.

" Yes, Miss Taylor! I'm sorry."

"That's OK, you're learning. But don't forget again. Ok, let me undo these straps."

She turned around and sat on my chest, the sweat from her ass making my chest moist. She loosened the straps, and lifted my wrists out of them. What a relief!

"Ok, on your knees!"

I scrambled to get off my back and kneel before her. She still had her running shoes on. I could smell the eggs that were baking inside them.

"Do you remember the deal? First, I want you to take my shoes off. Then, you will remove my socks, and place them in your dog bowl. Before you eat all the gross contents of my sweaty socks, I want you to clean my feet with your tongue. Do you understand?" 




The Device



"Yes, Miss Taylor. I understand."

"Then get to it!"

I bend forward to remove to remove her shoe. They're quite grungy, obviously she's had these for a few years. They look like they've seen a lot of abuse, which her sculpted, rippling thighs attest to. I begin to unlace them, and I smell the funk already. This is going to be intense! I remove the first shoe, and see that she has really packed them full. They're bulging out, bursting with mushy, sweaty eggs. Yet I'm still overcome with desire. She wiggles toes around, making a squishing noise as the bathed her feet in my what was soon to be my food.

"Good job. Now the other one!"

I quickly removed the other shoe, as I began to salivate like a dog. I want to eat her feet stew so badly!

"Ok, good boy. Now take off my socks and empty them in your bowl."

I eagerly returned to her stinky feet, stopping a moment to enjoy the smell once again before setting myself to the task at hand.

"Hmmm... Actually, don't use your hands. Use your mouth!"

"Ok, Miss Taylor!"

She placed her foot into the dog bowl. I lowered my mouth to her waiting foot, and she gave her toes another wiggle.

"Lord, my feet stink! Hurry up, I don't know how long I can stand this smell!"

Wanting to obey her orders, I awoke from my daze, and brought her foot into my mouth. Gak! They're so sweaty! I bite down lightly, and gently pull it off with my teeth. The sweat is so salty, it makes my mouth water and I drool slightly. The pregnant sock plops down into the bowl, making a squishy thud as it hits. I do the same with her other sock, then look up at Taylor expectantly.

"Well done, Toilet Boy. So now you've got to clean my feet. I want you to get down on all fours and suck my toes until they're spotless."

"Yes, Miss Taylor!"

I lowered my head to her toes and begin greedily sucking the moist, slimy gunk from her toes. The bright, yellow pieces seemed to contrast perfectly with her beautiful brown skin. The rich, sweaty aroma filled my nostrils as I ran my wet tongue along the bottoms of her feet. I probed between each toe, sucking out a mixture of warm eggs and cheesy toe-jam. The taste sent shivers down my spine! Finally, I had completed the first half of my task.

"Good job, Xavier. My feet look clean. Now, I want you to eat all the those rotten eggs out of your bowl."

"Yes, Miss Taylor. Thank you!"

"But first, I want you to put your head over them and just smell them for a moment."

I did as I was told, bringing my head down to the bowl, my nose less than an inch away from the putrid, rotting stench of the goop that had been broiling in her nasty running running shoes.

"Now, dig in!"

Suddenly, without warning, I felt her heel press down on the back of my head, plunging my face into the smelly stew beneath it. Surprised, I tried to lift my neck up, but she held me firmly in place with her freshly cleaned foot.

"You don't get up 'til you're done with your breakfast, Toilet Boy. Now EAT UP!"

I felt my desire to please Miss Taylor awaken again, and I renewed my task with vigor. I took one last whiff of the fetid odor emanating from the eggs in front me, and buried my face inside. I began hungrily chowing down on all of the slimy mess she'd left me. Thinking about how nasty it was only made me feel more turned on! I was doing it, I was completely humiliating myself for this woman, and I was loving it! I took another big bite of the creamy filth, focusing on how awful the taste was as I felt it slide down my throat.

"Come on, I want you to eat all my waste, worm! Finish it!"

I could feel her foot grinding on the back of my neck as I struggled to finish what she'd left me in my bowl. My bowl. I hope it will be my bowl! I want to make it through this, and serve as her toilet! I hope I pass this training... As the thoughts of becoming her full servant raced through my head, I again shrugged off my fantasies to focus on the task at hand. Once I'd finished all of the big chunks, I moved on to the little bits and juices that were left in the bowl. Puckering out my lips, I proceeded to vacuum up all the stale, gritty, rancid remains. I lifted the bowl up to my lips to ensure I wouldn't miss a morsel of her raunchy goodness. Finished, I set the bowl down and gave Miss Taylor a big smile.

"Thank you for breakfast, Miss Taylor!"

She smirked. "Mmm.... You're welcome, Toilet Boy. Now wipe that shit-eating grin off your face. We've got a lot more work to do before you're ready to eat my shit, anyways!"

I smiled back, cautiously giddy with thoughts of what was to come...

TO BE CONTINUED



The Device



David had been working on his latest invention for three months and was stuck. Every time he tested it on his mice all they wanted to do was copulate. He was trying to get them to reduce their intake of food. He didn't even have to turn it on any more, the mice were always screwing, it was as if they were now programmed to do that all the time.

"Dammit, here I was trying to make a way of changing a person's attitude and all I came up with is an electronic aphrodisiac. Holy Shit, why didn't I see this before, HOLY SHIT. I have to find out if it works on people. Who can I use to try this on? Its' just me and Lynn and mom in the house. First things first, I have to make this device portable."

His mind switched to double time. He began envisioning modifications in his circuitry he could see the whole thing in his head. Then as he started to build it he saw ways of reducing the size even more while at the same time increasing the power thus increasing its' field of effectiveness. He even had a way of turning it on and off by remote control. After a few weeks he had the whole thing finished. The only thing left was to try it on a human. Then several weeks later he was once again alone in the house with his sister Lynn. David was down in the basement making sure his Device was working properly, Lynn called down to him from the top of the basement stairs.

"David, I have Gym practice in a few hours so I ordered pizza for us to save some time. Come up now, please, or it will get cold."

Lynn was his nineteen year old sister. While David was just turning eighteen. She was petite with a perfectly proportioned body. She had dark brown hair and emerald green eyes. David had yet to see anyone with eyes like his sister Lynn. They made her startlingly beautiful. With her gymnastic ability she was picked as first alternate for the Olympic gymnastics team. She really should have won easily but a week before the tryouts an accident caused her to hurt her ankle . Her dismount from the beam caused her to lose a point and that was all it took . She lost by one, one hundredth of a point. David was graduating with her and both had several scholarship offers. One school to which they both had scholarship offers was the UC at San Jose only 70 miles from home. The school offered excellent courses in Biology for Lynn, because she wanted to get a doctorate in physiotherapy and for David, he wanted degrees in electrical engineering and biochemistry.

"Listen up guys, if you go to San Jose it won't cost a cent because of the scholarships and this way you can room together and I'll feel better that you can watch each other's backs."

Lynn really couldn't argue because she liked her brother and got along with him very well. While David, liked his sister and easily got along with her. So it was agreed that, that's where they would go.

Julia their mother acted as though she had to watch every penny. In reality she was a very rich woman. Why she acted as if she had to be so very careful about money she didn't know. If she had to announce how much she was worth it would be many millions of dollars.

"What kind did you get?"

"I got a large pizza, half plain with extra cheese and the other half with mushrooms, sausage, onions and olives."

His sister was wearing her bathrobe and had her hair wrapped in a towel.

"How come you took a shower now if you are going to the gym in a couple of hours."

"I just wanted to test my ankle so I did about 45 minutes of aerobics. Anyway, I must be all healed, because there was no pain at all. Why do you have your book bag with you?"

"That's good, I'm glad you are all healed. As for my book bag I'm going to call Pauly and see if he wants to go over some electrical circuits I designed.

David turned the Device on. He could tell it was working because he felt that tingle in the tips of his fingers and in his earlobes. His sister started to shift around in her seat. As if she was trying to find a more comfortable position.

"I don't know what's wrong with me? For the last few days I have been feeling so strange. Like I really need something, This is the strongest I have felt it. Oh god, I feel so weird I.....I.....

Lynn reached inside her robe and was massaged her breasts. As she moved her hands down her body her robe fell open as she rubbed her groin. Both of her breasts were exposed to him and a flush spread across her chest and neck.

"I have to go up to my room. Please help me."

As David touched her to help her up, the sensation got ten times worse.

"Help me David I need it."

"What, what, do you need?"

Lynn reached down and cupped his groin.

"This. This is what I want."

David was amazed. He never expected anything like this. His sister was so turned on he was shocked. She began to fumble with his belt and when she got it open she started on the button at his waist. When she got that open she pull his zipper down and open. His jeans fell down around his ankles. Lynn threw her arms around his neck and she began reigning kisses all over his face and finally his mouth. David tried to take a step back but with his feet entangled in his jeans all he succeeded in doing was to fall back hard on his ass, with his sister on top of him. When he tried to speak Lynn pushed her tongue into his mouth to duel with his tongue and caress the roof of his mouth. Somehow she had gotten her robe off and now she was completely naked, her arms and legs wrapped around him, holding him tight.

"I need it. I need it so bad. Let me have it baby. Please. I'll do anything you want. Anything. Give it to me Davy. Please baby."

She had his boxers down too and was pulling on his stiff dick. She was trying to stuff it inside her pussy.

"Give it to me, god dam it. I need it so bad. Please. I told you I'll do anything you want."

He rolled her over trying to get her off him. All he succeeded in doing was to make it worse. The head of his cock was inside her. He didn't want to fuck his sister. She was his sister for god's sakes. He was thinking god she's strong. It has got to be from her gymnastics. She was forcing him deeper inside her with her legs. He could feel some sort of barrier blocking his further entrance. He suddenly realized this was her hymen and he knew for certain she was a virgin. All of a sudden it was gone and he was hilted deep inside of her. Lynn was humping against him and it felt so good to be deep inside her. His body responded automatically he began a slow rhythm of thrusts inside her. It felt even better moving like this.

"Oh, that's so good, Davy. Do it faster and harder. Oh god, I'm going to cum I.........AAAHHHH AAAHHHH AAAHHHH."

David fucked her for the better part of another forty five minutes. In the missionary position, the doggy position, cowgirl position, reverse cowgirl position, bent over the table, bent over the back of the couch, in the easy chair, every possible way he could think of. Lynn loved it all and wanted more. They were sitting in the easy chair with her on his lap and she was making cooing noises. He suddenly realized the device was sill firing. He could still feel the tingle in his fingertips.

"Oh, shit. It's still on."

David didn't know it yet but he had irreversibly programmed his sister to be his sex slave and she would be so, for the rest of her life.

"What is still on Master?"

"Why are you calling me Master?"

"I belong to you now Master. I felt you change me Master."

"OMIGOD, what have I done."

"Don't be sad Master. Now, we can do this whenever you want. I love you. I'll love you for the rest of my life. I belong to you now."

"Wait a minute, I have to check something, stay right here and don't move."

He picked her up and sat her back in the chair. He found his shirt lying on the floor, in the pocket was the remote. With a flick of his thumb he turned the remote off. He ran down to the basement. He had put the mice out of the way on the other side of the basement. When he looked into their cages they were happily fucking away. He thought, Jesus, it's true they haven't been exposed to the Device for a while and they are still acting in the same way. He went back upstairs he looked like he was about to cry.

"Don't be sad Master, I'm very happy you made me your slave."

"Oh god Lynn I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to turn you into a slave."

"That's alright Master. I like being your slave. After my period you can try again to make me pregnant. It's too late to make me pregnant this time but we can try again right after my period."

"What, pregnant? No, No. We don't want that yet. Definitely not yet. Tomorrow you will go down to the free clinic and get yourself fitted with a diaphragm and have them give you birth control pills. Thank god you thought of that."

"Yes Master."

"Don't feel bad Lynn I didn't say there would be no children I just said not yet."

"Yes Master."

"You have about thirty minutes till gym practice, do you still want to go?"

"Yes Master, please."

"Go, and get ready then, but remember, nobody is to know about us and what we did, it is our secret."

"Yes Master, thank you."

After Lynn left for practice David was alone in the house, he was thinking about what had happened. (How could I have enslaved my beautiful sister? This is not going to wear off. What am I going to do? Oh god, how stupid can I get? We will never be able to hide this from mom. She will know something is wrong just from the way Lynn looks at me now. I'm going to have to change her too just long enough for me to figure out what to do to fix this.)

He ran up to his room. He took the batteries out of the Device and put in fresh ones. (Mom should be home from her CPA convention early Saturday morning, I'll do it then. Please god, let there be a way out of this.)

When Lynn returned from practice she looked radiant. She seemed to have a glow about her. (My god, she is absolutely gorgeous, I never realized how beautiful my sister was)

"What's up beautiful. Why are you so happy?"

"It's because I'm really, really, in love with you, Master."

"Lynn, you didn't let on to anyone what's going on between us did you?"

"Oh no Master, but if you come upstairs with me now I'll give you an extra special blow job.

"But you once told me you would never do that. You said a man's thing would taste like pee."

She grabbed his hand and was pulling him towards the stairs. He was sort of hanging back and then thought, oh what the hell, I already fucked her once what will it hurt if we have a little more fun. I know Lynn likes it and I sure do. They ran upstairs as they started to undress. When they got to his bedroom Lynn was already naked to her waist. Her beautiful breasts fully exposed, her nipples hard and completely swollen with arousal.

"You know Lynn your tities would look even prettier if you had the nipples pierced with gold rings."

"Your absolutely right, Master, I think a diamond would look good in my navel too."

(I must be crazy, saying things like that to her this is getting out of control.) In the meantime they had both finished stripping and now they were both standing there naked.

"Get up on the bed Master. Put your pillows against the head board and lean back. Spread your legs and I'll crawl between them and I promise you will enjoy this."

David did as she said, his cock was already fully erect and getting harder by the second. She blew her hot breath over his cock, he didn't think it did anything. but for some reason it got bigger and harder. Lynn licked the tip with her tongue and then she kissed his cock head. Then she swirled her tongue around the glans and finally took it into her mouth. She started to hum and the vibrations were driving him wild and he groaned.

"Where did you learn to do that?"

"I asked some of the girls and they told me what their boyfriends liked. They all said they love giving head, that's what they call it and they all said that it tastes great."

"That's right Lynn you're really, really, going to love the taste of my cock and my cum. Jesus, I hope you didn't say anything about me."

"Of course not silly, I just told them I met someone when I went for my interview at college."

Lynn licked his dick from his balls to the tip.

"Christ, that feels good."

Lynn giggled and took his cock back into her mouth began sucking on it. She was bobbing her head up and down sliding it in and almost out of her mouth. She began going faster and faster. Lynn slipped two fingers into her pussy and began stroking her clit; she was now grunting and groaning. Suddenly she clenched her buttocks so hard they looked like two coconuts. David started shooting his load into her mouth and she was swallowing it all, not missing a drop. Her legs started flailing up and down hammering on the mattress. Her head shot up off his cock and she screamed AAAHHHH AAAHHHH AAAHHHH AAAHHHH.

"They were right Master. I love sucking on your cock, it really is delicious."

Her head was resting on his thigh and she was planting small kisses all around on the shaft of his cock.

"Please fuck me now Master, I'm all juiced up for you. God, I love you so much. I don't know why I didn't realize this before."

"Lynn put my cock at the opening of your pussy. Yes, just like that."

With just the slightest push his dick slid completely inside her.

"Oh shit, I don't think I ever want her to stop fucking me like this. I think I'm addicted to her. Oh shit! Now what am I going to do?"

David could feel her internal muscles squeezing against his cock; it was as if she was trying to get every drop of cum out of him. All of her gymnastics had trained her body to be a wonderful fuck toy. He lost his virginity fucking his sister that day.

He rolled Lynn off of him and crawled between her legs. Then before he knew what he was happening he was buried eight inches deep inside his sister. They had been fucking for almost an hour, Lynn had already orgasmed, hard, five times, and was about to do so again. He could see she was exhausted and was going to pass out, suddenly she screamed loudly I'm cuming again, AAAHHHH AAAHHHH AAAHHHH.....her eyes slammed shut. Lynn was out cold.

"Christ I can't give this up. I don't care anymore. She's my slave and she is going to remain my slave for the rest of her life. I can't give her up. I love her. I'm going to keep her for as long as she lives."

David let her sleep till it was almost dinner time. He went back upstairs to wake her, but when he got to her bedroom she was awake already. She had just opened her closet door.

"What are you doing?"

"I was just going to put on my robe."

"No, don't do that, I like looking at your naked body. You're very sexy."

"Okay, whatever you like. I really like making you happy,"

David knew it was the endorphins that were flooding her brain that was giving her pleasure just by obeying him. She was adjusting to her new programming. She knew beyond a doubt that she was a slave to her brother, and that she had to obey his every word. When she did, everything felt good and she felt pleasure. She was more and more addicted to obedience, this made her submissive and docile. As far as she was concerned, this meant that she was deeply in love with him and it was not to be questioned. Just his touch made her libido go sky high.

"Would you like to fuck again, Master?"

"Yes, but we have to eat, perhaps after dinner."

"Whenever you want, my Master I'll be ready."

After dinner, they were sitting in the big upholstered easy chair. Lynn was cuddled on his lap and he was playing with the gold rings that were fitted through her nipples. The rings were faceted so the glittered with every move she made. He was pulling on them gently because he liked to hear her moan with desire. David was fascinated with her breasts because they were so perfect. They never seemed to sag or even flatten when she lay down in bed. He was running his fingers through her pubic hair.

"You never mind being naked before me; it was with statements like this that he removed all her inhibitions. I think I would like to remove all you body hair. I think it would make you even sexier."

"If that's what you want my darling Master. I have a can of hair remover that I use for my legs in my bathroom."

"Really, well, what are we waiting for?"

David quickly led her upstairs to her bathroom. She took a can out of the cabinet beneath the sink. Velvet, the can read, be velvety smooth the velvet way.

"How does this work?"

"It's a foam. You just spray it on the area that you want to remove the hair from and wait five minutes. Then rinse it off.

"That sounds easy enough, go stand in the shower."

He began to apply the foam to her body. Her arms, her underarms, her torso and especially her pubic area, he paid particular attention to her slit rubbing the foam between the lips. He foamed her back and her legs he even had her bend over and spread her buttocks and he foamed all around her anus.

"How long do we leave it on?"

"It says five minutes on the can but I always find I missed some hair when I do. Of course I never had anyone help me before."

"Well let's wait ten minutes to be sure."

David set the alarm on his watch. After a while he had Lynn step back out of the way from the spray and adjusted the temperature of the water.

"You really didn't have much hair on your body especially your pussy."

"I have to keep it closely trimmed because of gym and all the splits I have to perform."

The alarm on his watch went off.

"Wait a minute, Lynn, I'll get in with you."

He was only wearing a pair of boxer undershorts which he dropped to the bathroom floor, and he stepped into the shower with her. The foam washed off very easily he couldn't see any hair on her at all and when he looked at her pussy, it was completely bare, like a little girl. He bent forward and ran his tongue over her slit. She was soft and as smooth as velvet and she cried out.

"Oh God, I need you inside me."

He carried her out of the shower to her bed, they were both still wet. David began kissing and licking her outer labia. Lynn was going wild. He was keeping her right on the edge of orgasm. Every time he felt her getting too close to her orgasm he switched rhythm and his target. He pushed his tongue up into her pussy; fucking her with his tongue. But when he switched to sucking on her clit Lynn's whole body began twitching and shaking.

"Please let me cum. Please, please Master."

He continued to suck on her clit, and when she had her orgasm, it was enormous. Lynn was screaming AAAHHHH, AAAHHHH, AAAHHHH, over and over she seemed to be in continuous orgasm, for full two or more minutes. When she finally stopped screaming, twitching, and shuddering, she lay there with a dazed look and a small smile on her face.

They fucked for many more hours; she cried out from orgasm many times, he did too. Then they slept, still entangled, until morning. Lynn awoke before him, she managed to roll David off of her onto his back. She proceeded to give him a blow job that made him groan loudly when he came. David reached down and took her in his arms and gave her a long deep kiss.

"I love you Lynn, I really do."

He could taste his cum in her mouth but he didn't care.

"Let's go down and have some breakfast. Mom will be here in two or three hours. I want you to call your friend and go to the mall. Go into Victoria's Secret and buy a bunch of sexy lingerie, you know, string bikinis, thongs, lace panty shorts, the kind that leave the bottom half of your butt uncovered. Some new bras, the kind you can see through. You know what to buy."

"He gave her the credit card his mom left with him and told her to use it for whatever she bought. Lynn left the house about nine forty five . She picked up her friend Janet at about ten fifteen and they got to the mall at about ten forty five . In the meantime David cleaned up the kitchen, went upstairs and straightened Lynn's room and cleaned up her bathroom. Then he went back down to the kitchen and made a fresh pot of coffee. At five minutes to eleven he heard his mom's car pull into the garage. He had figured everything perfectly. His mom walked into the house and saw David in the kitchen.




The Device



"Hi honey, I'm back, safe and sound."

"Hi mom, want some coffee, I just made a fresh pot?"

"Oh boy, I could use a cup, I hate that drive from San Diego to LA."

"Here have a seat mom."

He pulled a chair out from the table. On the floor beside the chair was his backpack, inside was the Device.

"Okay, what's up mom, you look like you're about to bust."

"You're right. You are absolutely right."

"Wait, is it good or is it bad?"

"Oh baby, it is good, it is very... Very... VERY ... GOOD.

"Alright, you better tell me or you ARE going to bust."

"Well after our meeting yesterday, I said to Ellen how about us going to dinner tonight. Do you remember her, the last time she was up here she was with her husband. We all went out for dinner."

"Oh yeah, an older gal, she's in her fifties right."

"That's her. Her husband passed away, bad heart. Anyway, we went to this Fou Yang, nice place, good Chinese food, Mandarin style. On the way back to our hotel Ellen stopped at a 7/11 on Market Street. She said she needed to get some cigarettes. She bought her cigarettes and at the last minute says to the clerk, give me a five dollar quick pick. I was standing next to her at the counter. Right in front of me, I mean, right there, in front of me, was my nemesis, Ding Dongs. It was like they were calling my name. I bought two. I couldn't help it. In my change was two single dollar bills. So I said to the guy give me two quick picks also. So we got back in the car and went back to the hotel. I said goodnight to Ellen she had an eight o'clock flight to Phoenix. I went back to my room to finish packing. I was listening to the news on TV when they announce here are the winning numbers to the record breaking Super Lotto. Tonight's pot is $532 million dollars. I picked up the pen from the desk in my room and copied down all the numbers plus the bonus number. I got my two tickets from my purse and started to compare the numbers. The first ticket was a looser not even a dollar. The second ticket was a different story. All the numbers matched including the bonus number. I heard the announcer say they would repeat the numbers on the eleven o'clock news. I was stunned. I wanted to know the numbers now. I just couldn't move. I wanted to scream I won, but I was frozen in the chair. Something kept telling me to remain calm, so I sat there in the chair silently. At a few minutes to nine I switched to the pay channels and picked out a movie . I don't remember the name of the film or what it was about. It ended at ten minutes to eleven. I switched back to the news channel and waited for them to announce the numbers again. When he announced the numbers I read my ticket, Every number matched. I heard the announcer say some lucky person right in San Diego was the single winner. I sat in that chair the whole night. At nine in the morning I called for a bellman and went downstairs and checked out.

What the hell is wrong with me? I feel so strange. I feel so dam horny. Why am I feeling so crazy?"

"What do you mean mother?"

"Like I need to fuck so badly I don't want to wait."

Julia reached across the table and grabbed him by his shirtfront and tried to pull him across the table to her. The front of his shirt tore away, but she continued tearing his shirt away. She jumped up and came around the table towards him. David hadn't realized it but sometime during her story he had turned the Device on. He could feel the tingling in his finger tips. His mother was reacting very differently from his sister. Much more violently. They were standing facing each other and she continued tearing at his clothes. She was pulling at his belt and somehow got it open. She pulled it off and threw it on to the table. She tore the waist button away and with it, the zipper and front of his trousers. His pants fell around his ankles. She started tearing at her clothes. Her jacket came off and he heard her blouse tear open, buttons flying every which way. She was having trouble opening her bra so she tore it apart in front and with a shrug it fell to the floor. David tried to step away from her but his feet were again tangled in his pants. His mother was actually trying to rape him. Part of his mind was amazed at his mother's reaction. Julia was bare breasted. Her nipples were erect and hard. All she was wearing now were her panties and thigh high stockings. David was screaming at her to stop but in her arousal she either didn't care what he said or didn't hear him. He slapped her as hard and he could and she fell to his side off of him. Julia was stunned. Her son had never struck her before. He grabbed her by her hair and banged her head against the floor knocking her unconscious. When she came to. Her wrists were tied tightly together and to the headboard above her head. He had just finished tying her ankles to the foot of the bed spread wide . She was lying face down on her bed. He had piled several pillows underneath her so now her ass was high in the air. She could see his backpack on the pillow next to her head. She realized she was completely naked she screamed for him to release her. David just ignored her. He picked up his belt by the buckle and wrapped the belt around his hand.

" Now slave I'll show you who is master here."

The first blow struck her across the buttocks and left a long red welt. She screamed out in pain. David continued the whipping until he finally had to stop from exhaustion. Julia lay there whimpering. She had stopped struggling and lay there completely broken. Her new programming had been fully accepted. She now fully believed she was her son's slave.

"Please Master, please don't hurt me anymore . I'll be good."

"Do you understand that you are my slave, that I own you, I own your body, your mind, your very soul."

"Yes Master, I understand, I will do better, Please don't hurt me anymore. Please Master. Your slave is begging you."

"You are my slave and will remain so for the rest of your life."

"Yes Master, I am your slave."

David untied her ankles, still leaving her wrists tied to the headboard. He climbed onto the bed behind her, and took hold of her hips pulling her up onto her knees. David could see that she was very wet. Her outer lips were glistening with her lubricating juices.

"You like being dominated, don't you?"

"Yes Master, I don't know why, but it excites me."

He pushed her knees further apart and rammed eight inches of cock deep inside her. She was very wet from her beating. His cock slipped inside her easily. Julia's pussy wasn't as tight as Lynn's. Still, she hadn't had a cock inside her in a long time. She screamed at the sudden pleasure and the hammering he was giving her cunt. Before she knew what was happening she was screaming out her Cumming noises AAAHHHH AAAHHHH AAAHHHH . He kept driving her from one orgasm to another until they came at the same time. Then she passed out. He tried to wake her but she was out cold. He untied her and covered her with a light blanket. David went down to the kitchen and cleaned up the mess. He threw all the torn clothing into the trash. He was satisfied when it looked as if nothing happened. Julia was just waking up. She was standing as he came into the bedroom. Her back and her buttocks were covered with red welts from the whipping David had given her. As soon as she saw him she dropped to her knees and bent forward till her forehead touched the carpet. Then she kissed his bare feet several times showing her obeisance.

"Ok, Julia that's enough, Suck my cock now.".

"Er, er, Master, I have never taken a man's thing in my mouth. I don't know how to suck a man's thing."

"First of all NEVE R call it a thing. You call it a cock, a dick, or a prick. You got that."

"Yes Master."

She began trembling, she was afraid he would beat her again.

"I never even did that for your father. I'm afraid it will taste like pee."

"Really, when did you taste a cock before?"

"Never, Master."

"Then how do you know it will taste like pee?"

Julia was still on her knees and was looking up at him through frightened eyes,

"I don't know it, I just assumed."

David knew that all he had to do was tell her something and then it would become real to her.

"After a man comes the taste changes to something delicious. Of course you will only be able to suck on my cock but you will find that it will always taste like your favorite desert Ding Dongs."

"Really Master."

"Taste it for yourself."

"She touched the tip of her tongue to the head of his cock."

"That won't tell you anything, take my cock into your mouth ."

"It was true, it did taste like chocolate. When I cum, the cum will taste like the cream filling.

Julia eyes went wide with wonder. Now she under stood why so many of her friends loved to suck cocks. Why didn't any of them tell her. She was salivating freely now and was sucking and slurping happily away. They all tried to tell her what she was missing. What a fool she was missing out on cock sucking for all these years. She was salivating so much some ran down her chin and dripped onto her tities. She raised her tit and licked it clean. What a wonderful master she had, to explain what she was missing . No wonder she loved him. He was always so good to her.

"You will have to ask Lynn to explain some of the better ways to suck cock."

He came filling her mouth with cum. She pulled her head back off his cock. Then she tilted he head all the way back till her mouth was pointing at the ceiling and opened her mouth wide to show her master her mouth was full of cum. Then she closed her mouth and made a big show of swallowing it all. David was delighted and laughed.

"I want you to perform this little ritual every time you suck my cock."

"Julia giggled, yes Master. God, I love you so much."

Lynn came home while her mother and brother were upstairs fucking. She had just returned after dropping Janet off at her home. She raced upstairs and found the two of them in the master bedroom. Julia had that, just well fucked look, and was lying there smiling at David.

"Do you mind if I join the two of you?"

"If you want to join us you have to be naked."

"That won't be a problem."

Lynn started stripping, and in minutes was naked. She ran into the room and jumped on the bed with her mom and her brother. The three of them fucked the afternoon away. That evening he took Julia and Lynn out to their favorite restaurant for dinner. However, when they were about to shower he used the depilatory on Julia. Both women didn't have a hair on their bodies except for their eyelashes, eyebrows and scalp. When they left for dinner David had commanded no panties or bras. They both were giggling like little school girls as the evening air caressed their pussies.

He told Julia you're going to think it's very hot to know that I'm fucking Lynn with the same cock that I fucked her mother with and to Lynn he said you're going to think it's hot to know that I'm fucking your mother with the same cock I fucked her daughter with.

When he got them to a point where their pussies were dripping from knowing he was fucking mother and daughter. He got them to eat each other out before he fucked them, so they would turn him on.

Both mother and daughter worked out every morning for thirty minutes and every day at five thirty they would jog for thirty minutes. David bought a pair of treadmills for them to jog on. The basement had been transformed into a gym for the ladies and they did their jogging and work outs down there. After a few weeks Julia was down to105 pounds and Lynn stayed at 103 pounds.

For the next weeks he was fucking his mom and sister two and even three times a day. The three of them slept in the same bed naked in the master bedroom. He had them tell him what they liked when he fucked them. He never let them remember doing that. He even had them signal him with their fingers how they wanted to be fucked. A pinky pressing on his shoulder meant go slow and the middle finger pressing on his shoulder meant go hard and fast. The girls never knew they were signaling him, they just thought he was the greatest lover in the world knowing just what they wanted and needed.

Every morning either Julia or Lynn would give him a blow job then whoever had the mouthful of cum would share it with the other woman during a soul kiss. Around five PM Lynn would get home from practice. By five o'clock Julia would get home and join Lynn in the basement for their late afternoon jog. Afterwards, the girls would shower then they would dress for dinner, no underwear allowed and go out to a restaurant by one of the girl's choice. Tonight it was Julia's choice. She had chosen Savaresse's, an upscale Italian restaurant.

One Saturday he took them into town and had their left shoulder tattooed with a Chinese character meaning slave. It was in a vibrant purple ink that he invented and then bordered in gold to make it stand out. He had their nipples pierced and thick gold rings installed permanently. The rings were faceted so they glittered constantly because of any movement by the girls.

Since David had become their Master it seemed to Lynn they were living a lot better. Julia had gotten him two different company credit cards with high limits and made sure that he always had five hundred dollars in cash in his pocket. He made Julia get rid of her Mini and get a Chevy Suburban. He didn't think she was a very good driver so if she had an accident she had a better chance she would come out unscathed. He got a blue Ford Mustang convertible. Lynn liked it so much he got her one in bright yellow. All of the financial holdings were transferred into David's name. They were his slaves so anything they owned was his anyway.

David found that the girls liked to sunbath in the nude in the back yard and he worried about the neighbors seeing them. So he began looking around for another house on a larger piece of property.

One Saturday Lynn came home with her girlfriend Janet. She was a very pretty girl. Lynn introduced her to David.

"This is Janet, she is trying out for our Gymnastic Team. I'm going to teach her couple of routines for the team. This handsome guy is my brother David."

"Hi David."

Janet was very shy and wouldn't look David in the eye.

"Would you like some water or a soda?"

"No thanks, I'm good."

"Okay, I'll see you girls later."

David went back down to his lab in a corner of the basement. He was working on a new circuit when he heard his mother talking to the girls in the back yard. She had just returned from work. The Device had in some way made her gain a full cup size in her breasts and her vagina had gotten much tighter. She was now a 34D with a 22 inch waist and 32 inch hips. Lynn had changed too. She and her mother could pass for sisters.

Their figures were identical. With their wavy dark auburn hair and their emerald green eyes they were striking. Whenever David took them out for diner, which was, most nights, as they walked to their table it seemed every man in the restaurant watched them walk. Their hips now had a roll to them that made their buttocks and their breasts have a delightful jiggle. David was sure they had no idea how sexy they walked.

Lynn was telling mom that Janet and her mom had just recently moved to this neighborhood.

"You know I have an idea. Janet why don't you ask your mom if she and you and my family would like to have dinner together tomorrow so your mom and my mom could get to know each other. I think they could become real good friends. Their backgrounds are so much alike, your mom's a lawyer mines a CPA. Both own their own firm. Your mom's a widow, so is mine."

"You know, I think you're right. My mother has been asking about some of my friends parents. I think she's been fishing for friends."

When Janet spoke to her mother about going out to dinner on Sunday evening, Her mom, Caroline, told her to ask if they would like to come here for dinner. It would be much nicer if I made them all dinner. So Janet asked Lynn saying Caroline asked to speak to her mother, when Julia got on the phone it was Caroline who was talking.

"Hello, this is Caroline Mason, Janet's mother, I'm calling about tomorrow evening, about the five of us going out for dinner. I was hoping, Mrs. Hunt, that you would rather like coming here for dinner. I feel it would be a much more polite way of meeting. Julia didn't know what she was talking about, but she recovered quickly.

"What time would you like us to be there Mrs. Mason?"

"Please call me Caroline, Mrs. Hunt."

"Ok, but then you have to call me Julia."

"Why don't you all get here about six o'clock, That way we will have time to chat and have some wine and just get to know each other for a bit. Then we will have dinner around seven. "

"Sounds wonderful, we'll be there, thank you."

The moment David saw Caroline Mason, he knew he had to have her as his slave. She was startling in her beauty. She had curly, jet black hair that fell to her shoulders, but, it was her eyes that grabbed you, they were the palest blue he had ever seen. Janet had answered the door, and she made the introductions. He could see that she was also a beauty that was about to blossom, she may not become the stunning beauty her mother was, but she would be close. He know it was stupid of him to enslave two women he really did not know, but he just had to have Caroline.

Julia said, "David, where is the wine we brought?"

"Oh, he said, I forgot something in the car, I'll be right back."

As he was going out the door, he heard Caroline say

"You really didn't have to bring anything."

When he came back he was carrying a bag and a table centerpiece of flowers. It was a low floral arrangement that was very professionally arranged. They were in a long, low, oval bowl. The flowers too, were cut short so as not to obstruct the view of anyone at the table.

"Oh how beautiful they are. Where on earth did you find someone to make such an arrangement?"

"There is a place on Latimore Dr. that specializes in making table pieces, it's called 'Jefferies' I'll call you and give you their number."

"Here let me take the wine and I'll put them in the refrigerator." Said Caroline.

"If you have a decanter I'll open one, will we need a red or a white for dinner?" Said David.

"I made a roast so we'll save the red for dinner. I'll serve the white now while we chat. If you hand it to me I'll put it in the freezer to chill for a few minutes.

As he handed her the wine her fingers seemed to linger on his for a moment, David thought is she coming on to me, she has to be 34 or 35 years old. Janet was what, 18 or she will be in a few days, according to Lynn.

"It's a good thing you are so tall. The wine glasses are on the top shelf. I won't have to get my little step ladder."

"In this closet?"

"Yes that's right."

"David took down five glasses. "Is there anything else you will need."

"Um, yes, you can get one of the serving trays from that closet there."

While they were talking and getting things, Caroline decanted the red and leaving it open to breath for a while, she put the decanter in the fridge.

"I'm sorry if I seem to be staring at you, but you look so much like my husband, it's uncanny. You could be him 17 or 18 years ago."

David took the white from the freezer and open it. The he poured five glasses of wine and put each glass on the tray. Shall we go back to the others.

"Yes, of course."

As we walked into the living room mom and Janet were talking. Julia looked up at us.

"Janet just showed us a picture of her father. It's amazing how much he and David look alike. They could have been twins. How old was he when this was taken?"

"Frank was 5 years older than me so I would say 34 or 35 years old."

"Do you have any photos when he was younger?"




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"Yes I do."

Caroline got up and went to a side board and came back with a photo album.

'Here's one when he was 18. Oh my goodness," she looked up at me then back at the photo. "It's the same face. Not long after this he made me his sl... I mean, we were married. God, I loved that man, he was the love of my life."

When she looked up here eyes were teary.

"Well, enough of that, drink up everyone." She raised her glass and said, "To absent friends and lovers."

"I think the roast is done, I'll go check."

"Yes it is. Julia, Lynn, David, let's all go into the dining room. Janet, you come into the kitchen and help me. David why don't you sit at the head of the table. Lynn you and Julia sit to his right. Janet and I will sit opposite you on his left."

When everyone else was seated Caroline, walked around the table filing their wine glasses with red wine then finally her own.

"David would you like to make a toast? "

"Yes, to all my beautiful ladies."

Everyone raised their glass, and then sipped some wine. David turned the Device on by pressing the on button of the remote. The Device was in the hollow bottom of the table center piece. When David felt the tingling in his fingertips, he told Julia and Lynn to go back into the living room and wait for him to finish. They both immediately got up and went back to the living room. Their Master had given them an order so they obeyed instantly. It felt good to obey he could see the pleasure register in their faces.

Meanwhile in the dining room Caroline and Janet were reacting to the Device, They were both particularly sensitive to the Device, in less than five minutes they were both frozen in place and beginning to go in a deep trance. They were both becoming reprogrammed. David had modified a few circuits and adjusted a few frequencies, now the women would not have violent reactions to the reprogramming. He went upstairs to the master bedroom. It was a large room with a sitting area and what appeared to be an office area. He went to the desk and opened one draw, it contained many folders. He started to search through them and found one marked financial. He took that one out it was a thick folder. It was a list of banks dated three days ago. He quickly counted the banks and the amounts of the various accounts, his eyes widened in surprise. She had almost $22 million dollars in liquid assets. This didn't take in the stocks and bonds she had listed in her summery. Caroline was a very rich lady. David glanced at his watch, 23 minutes had gone by since he activated the Device. When he returned to the dining room both Caroline and Janet were staring into space, Their eyes were completely glazed .

"You are both my slaves now and will be so for the rest of your lives. Do you understand me.?"

"Yes Master. We are your slaves."

"I have raised your libidos five times higher all I have to do is touch anywhere on your bodies and your lust for me will become almost uncontrollable. You have become extremely passive and submissive but only to me. Every time you obey me an endorphin will flood your brains giving you both great pleasure. The more obedient you become the more pleasure you will feel you will become addicted to the endorphins causing you to want to be more and more obedient. You are madly in love with me and this love will constantly grow. There is nothing you will not do for me. You will always seek to protect me. You will never tell anyone that you are my slaves because you know they will try to interfere. You will not keep any secrets from me. Your will always tell me the complete truth."

"Do you understand everything I have told you?"

"Yes Master."

"Janet until I tell you any different you will obey Lynn as you would me. Come with me, Caroline you will stay here quietly till I return."

He brought Janet into the living Room.

"Lynn, Janet will obey you now. Take her upstairs and strip her naked make a list of anything she needs to change . Go through all of her clothes what she needs to get rid of what types of underwear and lingerie she has what she needs to get. Find out what type of sex she likes what kinds of fantasies does she have. Write everything down. Now go.

"Yes Master."

"Julia I want you to go through the house. Tell me if we would all be more comfortable here or in our house. Which one should we sell. Don't forget that we have a full gym and sauna. Should we sell both and why. Should we buy a different house or should we build. I want lists and reasons for everything you write down. In the master bed room there is a desk in the bottom right hand draw is a bunch of files. One of them is marked financial see if you can get a handle on how much she is worth what I have to do to transfer it all to me. Do you understand everything I want?

"Yes Master."

"Good now get started."

"Yes Master."

He went back into the dining room.

"Caroline, come with me."

"Yes my Lord."

"Did you know that I would come back for you?"

"Yes Lord, you always said you would never leave me. Master I have been very frugal with your money. I have amassed quite a fortune in the time you have been gone. The only large expenses I have incurred are this house and the office building I purchased at a very deep discount. It has increased in value more than ten times. The building actually pays for itself and still leaves a handsome profit."

"You must never tell anyone our secret. It is only for us to know.

"Yes Master."

"Tell me what have you missed most in my absence?"

"Everything, your cock pounding my pussy, you shoving your cock up my ass, I missed those wonderful beatings, the bite of the whip on my back and buttocks, the pain, but I think I missed the whipping most. Ever since you taught me the pleasure of pain I have longed for you."

"Strip I want to see that gorgeous body of yours."

"Yes, my Master. I'll belong to you forever. I'll always do anything you want."

She stood before him proud in her nakedness. Her pussy was hairless and he noticed it immediately.

"You shaved your pussy?"

"No Master. I had the hair removed by a process called electrolysis, it is permanent, hair will never grow down there again."

"Well I think you look very pretty and at least ten years younger."

"I have had Janet done the same way, at first she tried to resist. Claiming the hair made her a woman, but I used the whip the way you taught me. Now she is very obedient."

Julia in the meantime had finished going through the house. The house was quite large it had seven bedrooms. The master bedroom was huge. It was forty seven by thirty and the master bath was bigger than Lynn's bedroom. The shower really got to her. It was all glass. The overhead spray was a rain head a seven inch circle of water nozzles. When you stood under it, it was like standing in a heavy rain storm. Plus it had twelve needle spray heads. You could turn off the rain with a little lever and turn on the needle heads. The needle spray heads were set in the Chrome pipes that lined three walls at one end of the shower She also knew from the water control that it had instant hot water with thermostatic control. A person could dial the temperature of the water that suited them. But what really got her was the steeping tub. It was deep, if she sat in it she could have the water up to her chin. La piece de la resistance was ten nozzle heads with controls that lined the back and sides of the tub. With a touch of a button the bather could turn the tub into a Jacuzzi. The tub was so long and wide that two people could sit in it at each end at the same time; the fill spout was set in the center on one side. The tub was set into a frame of porcelain wide enough so that the bather could sit on it comfortably swing their legs over the edge and just stand up and be inside the tub. There was also a set of steps on the side facing the fill spout for the bathers to step up and step down into the tub. The steps were offset out of the interior so that the bathers would have plenty of room inside without interfering with the legs of the bathers. A set of brushed stainless steel railings lined both sides of the steps to help with the balance of whoever was about to bathe. There was also a regular toilet and a bidet. The wash up area had duel sinks for two people to wash their hands or brush their teeth or do whatever in their daily toilet. She really had never seen a bathroom like this. The bathroom really convinced her. Sell their house and they all move in here with Caroline and Janet.

Julia went back out into the master bedroom and went to the desk David told her about. She opened the file draw and took out the file marked financial. It took two minutes to discover that Caroline had more than $22 million in liquid assets. She did a cursory look at her portfolio of stock and bonds and guessed at 50 or60 million more. She didn't know the per share price of the stocks so all she could do was guess. Caroline was a very rich lady. Julia giggled and thought not as rich as me once my master lets me cash in my lottery ticket. Julia didn't know Caroline also owned a seventy story office building that was now worth over three hundred million.

Caroline was sitting on her master's lap, completely naked and relaxed in the arms of her Master. David was playing with one of her nipples. It was tickling her and she giggled like a young girl. I have kept my butt plug in. I wear it every day all day till I need to use the bathroom. Then Janet pulls it out for me because I can't get it out by myself. It's because of that notch that encircles the base. Once the anal sphincter snaps into that notch I can't get the leverage or the correct angle to get it loose. So I trained Janet to take it out for me. She can get the T-Bar and chain that fit into the hollow at the base. That's another reason I can't take it out by myself, once that T-Bar is locked into that notch I can't get it out. Janet uses a crocheting needle, you know the one with that little hook to pull it out. Then with the T-Bar and the chain it's easy to remove. I got a butt plug for Janet too. She hated it in the beginning. but after a couple of weeks she began to like it especially at school where she has to sit on those hard wooden chairs. She even bought a hard wooden chair to use at her desk in her room. I'm sure she will make a wonderful butt fuck for you.

"Is she still a virgin?"

"Oh yes, I'm sure she is. She has never dated or even went with a boy. Yes I'm sure she is still a virgin."

"What about you Caroline, have you been with anyone?"

"What? NO, ABSOLUTELY NOT! I would rather die that let anyone but you inside my body, How could you ask me that. I have not been with a man for over five years. I have waited patiently for you to return, my master. I belong to you, only you. "

"You have been a good and faithful slave and for that I and going to give you a reward. I am going to give you pleasure. Every time you obey me whether by thought or deed you will feel a surge of pleasure throughout your body. Stand up."

David had already made sure that she would receive an endorphin surge every time she obeyed. Caroline didn't know that. To her it was as if her master had magically gifted her. As she got up to stand before him the endorphins flooded her brain and a surge of pleasure swept through her body. Her mouth opened in wonder, Then large grin spread across her face.

"You truly are my god, and Master."

Caroline dropped to her knees, then she bent forward and kissed his feet over and over. She looked up to stare into his eyes.

"I love you, Master. I will always love you. I will always obey you happily"

At that moment Julia came into the room. She saw Caroline kneeling naked before their Master. Without any hesitation she quickly stripped off all her clothes and knelt besides Caroline, naked also, then quickly bent forward and kissed David's foot.

Still keeping her eyes on the floor she announced "I have done as you commanded. We should sell our house and move in here with my new slave sister. There are seven bedrooms in this house, more than enough for the five of us, especially if Caroline and I share your bed at night. If it is your wish, Master, I can take Caroline and Janet to the mall tomorrow and have them pierced and tattooed with your mark of ownership."

"No, I don't think so. I'll have Lynn do that. I need to have a business talk with you and with Caroline and Janet out of the house tomorrow, we won't be disturbed."

David went out to the hallway and called to Lynn,

"Lynn please come here to the master bedroom. I need to talk to you".

Lynn came into the bedroom immediately followed by Janet. Janet was blushing all the way down to her nipples. She couldn't look anyone in the eye. The two of them had been eating each other's pussy for over an hour.

"I hope you two had a good time together."

"Oh we did Master, she's delicious."

This caused Janet to blush even deeper.

"Lynn, I want you to bring Caroline and Janet to the mall. I want to have them both pierced and tattooed with my mark of ownership. When we get home I want you to remind me to give you two vials of the special ink for the tattoos. (The special ink David was talking about, David had designed it himself in his lab. The gold was real gold in the shape of tiny, almost microscopic, fish scale like particles, that when injected under the skin glittered in the light. The purple consisted of tiny globules of purple ink that made the color stand out so vibrantly there was nothing like it on the market.) Both Julia and Lynn were tattooed with this ink. " Julia from now on we are going to have weekly meetings I am definitely not taking full advantage of your knowledge and your skills you are now my number one advisor."

"Really, Master, that will make me your No.1 in the harem."

"Yes, but don't get too full of yourself. I am going to make Caroline my No.2, she has skills that you and I will both need. She is to be part of our weekly meetings. I'm not going to be wasting either of you. You will both have full control of the girls. Ultimately, though, I will have full control of you all."

Since it was summer the girls were on their summer break from school. David told Caroline and Julia to arrange to take ten days off from work. We were going up north to claim Julia's lottery winnings. It was four and a half months since she won, and by now there would not be any reporters to hassle them. David arranged for a four bedroom suite at the Sacramento Hilton. He asked the girls if they wanted to take a tour or the gold fields but they weren't excited about that at all. So he decided to come straight home after dealing with the lottery commission. The people at the lottery office wanted to notify the newspapers to have their pictures taken, but David insisted no publicity and definitely no pictures. He asked for and got a letter which guaranteed the privacy of the winner. The people at the lottery commission were not too happy about that.

For the next few weeks he just enjoyed his new slaves. Caroline became a tiger in bed. She always demanded hard and fast stroking. Just about every two weeks she would do something to piss him off. She would reluctantly bring David the whip and David would beat the crap out of her. Afterwards he would fuck her in the ass, as hard as he could. She loved every minute. She and Julia would love to put on a Sapphic show for his pleasure. Julia would don a strap on dildo and fuck Caroline in every way imaginable. In between fucks she would beat Caroline with the whip. Caroline would usually pass out for an hour or more. After a while Julia became so good at fucking Caroline with a strap on, that once she passed out she slept the whole night through. At this time David would fuck Julia in the ass as hard as he could. She would scream and struggle and try to get away, beg and sob, saying he was tearing her apart and then finally pass out.

But after a couple of dozen times of being fucked in the ass David grabbed her around the waist with one arm and with his free hand he stroked her clit. Julia went wild, she had an enormous orgasm. His cock shoved up her ass made her feel full and with him holding her that way she felt completely dominated. Being fucked up her ass became her favorite way of fucking. She would beg for it every night claiming it helped her sleep soundly. In truth, she loved to feel his cock throb as her pumped her rectum full of cum.

David would fall asleep from exhaustion. When he would wake up he would find his beauties snuggled tightly against him. Caroline loved every minute of it, Julia loved every minute of it, and he did too. He did notice one thing with all his slaves. Their tities got bigger and their pussies got tighter.

Caroline, it turned out was a natural born slave. She loved being dominated. She not only loved it she needed it. It had been five years since her husband had died and in all that time she was she was extremely unhappy. It was only pure luck that she had move her practice from Cincinnati to New York; and almost four and a half years to build up her practice of corporate law. It was her extreme good looks that helped her build her practice. Most of her clients were clients because they hoped to get into her bed.

That's what kept her safe. Her practice kept growing because of her looks and because of that she was always very busy. She needed to hire more lawyers to handle the increased growth and with the increase of clients she had to appear in court more and more often. She was being forced to become a better and better litigator.

After she met David and became his slave, she became a tiger not only in his bed but also in court too. She became much more aggressive in her work and her clients who were attracted to her because of her looks became intimidated by her aggressiveness. This was a new Caroline, she quickly became respected by her colleagues and by the judges she met in court. Many a judge was heard to say "I thought she was just a pretty face but that lady has a head on her shoulders."

It was a little over a year since he took Caroline and Janet. Caroline was completely convinced that he was the reincarnation of her former master. She was ecstatic that he had returned. She had showed David some pictures of her and him (supposedly) at the shore, and some at a cabin in the mountains. The pictures in the mountains did look vaguely familiar. Then he shook himself and thought don't fall into this fantasy or you'll make yourself crazy.

Caroline and Julia had begged to be allowed to return to their respective offices so they could still be in charge of their companies. They were proud of what they had built and he could not see any reason not to allow it so he said okay. Caroline's owned the office building where her firm was located. It was seventy stories high. She told Julia that offices on the ground floor just became empty so Julia went to look at the space. Julia had just signed a new contract with a large corporation that would require her to hire sixty more accountants and twelve more CPAs. When she looked around her office space she wondered where she would be able to put more people, so she was seriously considering moving to larger quarters. With the people she was about to hire she would have 20 CPA's and over 120 accountants.

Hunt Enterprises Inc. had become a major accounting and investment corporation. They specialized in Federal and State tax advice and preparation, Investing, Payroll and all types of needs that a company or corporation would have in regards to money going into and out of a business. Julia was getting a reputation for solving problems with the IRS. Now that she was a sister to Caroline (in slavery) her business card read associated with C. Mason and associates Business and Tax Law specialists.




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Julia decided to rent the entire ground floor Caroline also had to hire ten new lawyers who were specialists it Tax law. Julia explained her idea of taking their combined companies public. The two corporations would become one, the H & M Corporation, a unique corporation able to handle the Tax or Legal needs of any corporation; and they would sell forty nine per cent publicly as stock. She showed Caroline a spread sheet showing the value of the two companies at present, then the value of the new company as predicted by Solomon Bros. (who had already agreed to handle the stock sale). Solomon Bros. predicted that, within a year after the stock sale, the two of them would be worth almost three billion dollars. They were wrong. The corporation worth became closer to four billion dollars. They had become larger than KMPG.

Caroline was flabbergasted at how meticulous Julia's plan was. Every question Caroline raised was answered right there before her. They had entered the world of big business. A world dominated by men, and if everything went as planned they were set up to grow many times larger. Almost every day they had lunch together at the Four Seasons, that very upscale restaurant on the top floor of the building. They both envisioned their companies growing more than twice their size from their new association. They had grown closer than sisters for they loved one another dearly.

Their lunch usually took one and one half hours. Thirty minutes were spent on business the rest talking about their Master and his ability to drive then wild in ecstasy. They discussed what he did to them last night and what they hoped he would do to them that night. Caroline quickly agreed with Julia's plan. She declared that she would start drawing up the papers to join the two corporations into one.

David had decided to take Lynn and Janet out to breakfast. They were seated at that new 40's type diner on Lincoln Blvd. He had heard that the food was really very good, and it was. The three of them were laughing about something silly, when in walked a woman and two girls. The girls looked enough like the older woman to make it easy to see that they were related, a mother and her two daughters. The three of them had very blond, almost white, curly hair, and were all very pretty. Yet there was something, yes, a sadness about them. One of the girls had some shadowy marks on her face. David suddenly realized what the marks were. Someone had given her a terrible beating. The marks were the remnants of that beating. The hostess was leading them to a table adjacent to theirs. Janet suddenly jumped up and shouted,

" Megan, it's me Janet. What are you doing here?"

The three women were startled, and then the younger girl rushed over and hugged Janet. David seemed just as startled as the three women were. The older one was smiling now, she recognized Janet too. David said to the hostess can you have someone put their table and ours together.

"Of course sir, let me get a couple of bus boys."

In moments the tables were joined.

"You have to forgive the girls their manners, my name is Shannon Ireland, this young lady is Erin and that one is Megan."

" This is my sister Lynn, and I'm David Hunt. How long have you been in L.A, Mrs. Ireland."

"We just got here the day before yesterday."

"Are you here permanently or just visiting?"

"When we left New York it was for good."

"I never want to see that place again," said Erin.

Shannon said, "Erin calm down, don't lose control of yourself, remember what the doctor told you."

"Okay, no more talk about New York. Where are you guys staying?"

"We're at a small motel not far from here."

"It's a real dive," said Erin.

Suddenly Megan piped up. " M..M..Mom is..is..Er..Er..Erin Okay?"

David suddenly shouted "That's it. No more talk about New York. No more talk about where you're staying. The three of you are coming home with us and then you can see Caroline again."

"Yes sir." Said Shannon.

"Yes sir." Said Erin .

"Yes sir." Said Megan.

David thought to himself, Jesus Christ, three natural submissives. The three of them sat there with their hands in their laps and their eyes on the table, not saying a word.

"Okay everyone, let's all enjoy our breakfast. Then the three of you will come with the three of us back home and you will see Caroline again."

"Yes sir," the three off them said in unison.

They all had a very quiet breakfast, David paid the bill and outside he asked, "Did you come by car?"

"No sir," said Shannon, "We came from that motel there." She was pointing at a small motel a half a block away.

"That's okay, that's our Escalade right there, it will easily hold us all. Have you checked out of the motel? Where is your luggage?"

"Yes sir, We were going to go looking for a cheaper place. I don't have too much money left. Please sir, don't take what little money we have left. We won't have anything left for food or lodging, please sir."

"I won't take anything from you, I promise. I'm only taking you home with me to see Caroline."

Just then Janet spoke up. "Mrs. Ireland, you know me, my Mas....er David is a wonderful and kind man. He won't hurt you in any way. You can trust him."

She was still sniffling, she glanced up at David then looked back down at the ground. "Alright girls, get in the car."

"Lynn why don't you get in back with Erin and Megan and Shannon you and Janet can get in the front with me."

"Erin immediately started crying, please let my mother sit with us in the back, don't hurt her she can't take any more, please sir , please."

Janet spoke right up, "Erin calm down this instant, David is a good and kind man. No one is going to hurt any of you. Now hush up."

No one spoke in the car all the way home. David was wondering what someone had done to these poor girls. They seemed to be terrified of strangers or was it only strange men.

"Would anyone like something to drink, soda, water, iced tea, coffee, anything."

The three women sat staring at the floor, their hands tightly clasp resting in their laps. Shannon sat there trembling, had she fallen into the same trap that she had four and a half years ago. That was when she met Mark. He seemed so nice at first, helpful and kind. He understood right away that they needed someone to take care of them. To tell them what to do, what to say, what to eat, what to wear. Within three days he had them so tightly under his thumb, the three of them had to ask his permission to do or say anything. The first time Shannon tried to show some resistance he beat her so badly she was in bed for two days. After that the three of them showed no resistance to his control at all.

He moved into Shannon's bedroom and raped her that same night. If she tried to resist he would beat her until she was completely broken. After that he started on Erin. He bound and gagged Shannon in a chair and raped Erin before her. Deliberately hurting her. If she showed the slightest resistance he beat her, breaking her nose and blackening both eyes. He was now fucking both mother and daughter twice a day. He fucked them in every way possible. He used their pussies their ass holes and their mouths. When he fucked them up their asses they screamed in pain. He deliberately used no lubricant to make it hurt more.

He liked hearing them scream. The two of them were perpetually terrified and he like it that way. He had Shannon give him more and more money which he squandered on his so called friends in drunken parties. Like a big shot he always picked up the check. He remodeled the basement, painted the windows with black paint and lined the ceiling and walls with a rubber egg crate type of material. When he was done the basement was sound proof. He had a 'friend,' build him three cages of very heavy wire that had a solid metal bottom and a door at one end. The women were getting so disfigured from all the beatings he was afraid someone would turn him in. Erin's face was lopsided with her broken jaw and broken nose, one of her cheek bones was caved in from a punch so she did look grotesque. However she was a pretty good fuck so he decided to keep her in a cage till he trained Megan in the art of fucking and sucking. He told her, once I get your sister trained, I'm going to turn you into fertilizer for the fruit trees. Erin had been terrorized and tortured for so long there was very little of her mind left. The words meant nothing to her.

Once the cages were finished he brought them down to the basement one at a time. The women were so broken down all they could was obey any orders he gave them. He placed a leather dog collar around each of their necks and locked it in place. Then he had them crawl backwards into a cage. He had to get them inside this way because there was no room for them to turn around. Mark had some of Shannon's teeth removed because she accidently scratched his cock during a blow job, He found a guy who said he would do the extractions for one thousand dollars.

The man brought a bottle of chloroform and together they put her to sleep. He pulled out eight upper and eight lower front teeth. After they were removed he fitted a sort of muzzle on her head which didn't allow her to open her mouth. Four days later he felt she was healed enough. He pulled her out of her cage and held her in place in front of him, while he smeared Vaseline on her lips. Her gums were still sore so it hurt like hell. With her molars still in place there was just enough room for him to squeeze his dick into her mouth. It was tight but that was what he wanted.

When he was about to cum he shoved his cock all the way into her mouth. It went partially down her throat, so when he came the cum went directly into her stomach. She's got two pussies now and the upper one is better than the lower one. He fed the women each a can of Alpo dog food every day. He enjoyed fucking Shannon's mouth so much he had the same thing done to Megan. Except with Megan he had to whip her every day for a week. After a week of pain Megan would do anything so that he wouldn't hurt her any more. Now that Megan was just about trained to fuck and suck him he decided that he didn't need Erin anymore so he was going to kill her this weekend by throwing her into a wood chipper. That way he not only got rid of the body but she could be used as fertilizer for the fruit trees.

Mark was a real monster, in the three and a half years that they were prisoners he had also spent or squandered close to three million dollars of Shannon's money. When he bought a muzzle for Megan he also bought a cattle prod to use on the girls. He paid for everything by check. When the check bounced because of insufficient funds, the owner got so mad he called the police and turned him in telling the police he was keeping some women as slaves. When the cops arrived they wanted to search the place, Mark, as usual was drunk and attacked one of the policemen with a hunting knife causing a deep gash in one of the policeman's chest.

His partner shot Mark three times in the abdomen. They radioed for an ambulance and a doctor. The policeman who was not wounded started to search the house When he finally found the women in the basement, and saw the condition of the women he became enraged. He ran into the kitchen and kicked Mark so hard in the balls he ruptured his scrotum. The shock and pain finished Mark off. Shannon and the injured cop went in one ambulance, Erin and Megan went into the other.

In a matter of ninety minutes everyone (doctors and nurses) were talking about what happened to the women. Many doctors volunteered their services. The hospital the women were in was associated with Albert Einstein school of Medicine. Many of the graduates of the school served as interns in that hospital. When the chief of reconstructive surgery, (Aaron Cohen) heard about the women he came to see them, and after hearing more of their story he offered his services pro bono.

He got the chief or neuropsychiatric medicine, Selma Goldberg to examine them, inside of ten minutes she offered her services pro bono. Together they went to the hospital administrator and got the three of them transferred to the Albert Einstein Medical Center. They would need to be hospitalized a long time. Dr. Cohen estimated Erin alone would need 13 or 14 surgeries to get her face straightened out. All of the New York newspapers ran their story front page for over a week. One of the newspapers started a fund to help pay for the hospitalization. Within three weeks over two hundred thousand dollars was sent in with much more on the way. They were in their fifteenth month in the hospital when the market meltdown hit. Jobs were lost because money dried up, all types of city and county services were cut because of budget cuts. The hospital administration started to push the doctors to release the women because of the drain on the hospital funds. Finally they were given eleven thousand dollars and three plane tickets to New York.

Physically they were in pretty good shape. Their missing teeth were replaced with permanent implants, Erin's face had been rebuilt, and she was actually beautiful again. Shannon's scars were gone, the damage to her face repaired, and she too was beautiful again. Mentally, however they were very fragile. They found the motel on Sepulveda Blvd. near the diner it was the cheapest they could find. The next morning they found Janet at the diner. Now they were sitting with Janet, Lynn and David in his house.

It was his house because the women were his property therefore everything they owned was his.

David had started hearing whispering about two weeks earlier. There was nothing that was clear, that he could understand, just faint whispers. He was sure he was sick. Perhaps becoming a schizophrenic, hearing voices. Everything else seemed fine, more than fine. His understanding of things around him became more acute. He could get to the heart of a problem so fast it was as if there was no problem. He looked at Shannon and the whispers became a little clearer. He concentrated on her, The whispers became words, she was talking to someone. No, she wasn't talking, her mouth wasn't moving she .....

"Holy cow, I'm hearing her thoughts."

He concentrated on her a little more and now it was as if she was speaking out loud. She's praying, She's hoping this wasn't the beginning of a trap like the one they had just escaped from. It's the Device, it does have an effect on males, it just takes longer may two or three hours before the symptoms make themselves known. When he concentrated a bit more he could read her memories everything came to him in a flash. David became physically sick. He had turned white and sweaty. He also learned that the three on them had spent almost a year and a half in the hospital.

Lynn said, "David, are you alright? You look sick. Can I get you anything?"

"NO, no,...I'll....I'll be okay I just need a little water."

Immediately, Janet jumped up and ran into the kitchen. She brought back a glass and a pitcher of ice water from the fridge.

"Does anyone else want water or anything?"

"I'll take a glass of water," said Shannon and Erin simultaneously.

David's stomach growled in hunger, they hadn't had any lunch since that light breakfast this morning. He said,

"I'm hungry, how about a salad for lunch?"

Shannon seemed to perk up at that. She said meekly "Can I help?"

Erin, Megan, Lynn, and Janet followed them into the kitchen. He gave Shannon some Roma tomatoes,

"Here you can wash and dice these."

To Erin he said, "Take this lettuce wash and cut up the leaves into bite size."

He saw that Shannon was almost done with the dicing of the tomatoes so he gave her an unopened package of big button mushrooms and told her to wash and slice these. Then he gave Erin a half of a large red onion and told her to dice this and put everything into the salad bowl. To Lynn, he gave her a bunch of carrots and told her to wash and peal them and slice them into circles and add them to the salad bowl. Janet and Megan, he had them set the table for five of us. Shannon seemed more relaxed now that she was working in the kitchen.

"You seem to enjoy cooking, or am I wrong?"

"No, Mas... I mean no Sir, ..er,.. er... I always enjoyed cooking and preparing food for my family. It's been so long since I did anything like this, I really missed it."

"Are you a good cook?"

"I always thought I was."

"What kind of meals have you prepared?"

"Just about every kind, I'm also very good at following recipes from any cook book, and I love Chinese cooking."

"You know, we have been talking about hiring a cook, what kind of salary are you thinking of?"

"I wouldn't need much but I would need room and board for myself and my two girls."

"Let me think about it till after lunch, Lynn could you get that bag of toasted garlic croutons from the pantry, and put them in a bowl on the table along with a serving spoon."

"Janet I think there is still a bowl of chopped, hardboiled egg in the fridge, please put that out on the table too."

Oh, Lynn, glad you're back , do you remember where Julia put that bag of sunflower seeds?"

"I think they are in the pantry. Do you want me to put a cupful and a teaspoon on the table too."

"Yes please. What kind of dressing do you like? Wait, we only have three kinds left, Zesty Italian, Ranch, and Blue cheese. I'll put out all three. Then everyone has a choice. I believe we are all ready, let's all go into the dining room."

By 1:30 PM that huge salad and two bottles of a very good Merlot disappeared inside everyone, plus almost all the fixings. By 2:00 PM the dining room had been cleared so it looked as if it had not been used at all. All the dishes were washing inside the dish washer. Megan and Janet were almost sound asleep on the love seat. Even Lynn and Erin were about to doze off on the couch.

David and Shannon were sitting side by side in two upholstered chairs, for the first time since he met them Shannon appeared to be relaxed. They were each holding a mug of coffee.

"Well, have you decided how much you want as a salary?"

" I'm sure I would need at least $150.00 dollars a week and the girls at least $75.00 dollars a week."

David managed to keep a straight face. I think I better let you take a look at your bedrooms. If you'll follow me please?"

He led Shannon up stairs to the bedrooms. "The one at the very end is the largest of these five."

Shannon couldn't believe her eyes. The room itself was huge more than twice the size of the room the three of them were sharing. In the sitting area was a 65 inch flat screen TV. About ten feet away, facing the TV was a love seat that was actually two electrified lounge chairs. At the push of a button, a foot rest came out of the bottom and the back adjusted to any position. Shannon pictured herself falling asleep watching TV in the chair every night. The furniture was by Henredon. It consisted of a four poster king size bed. A triple dresser. An Armoire. A dressing table. A ceiling to floor mirror. It had a walk in closet with room for 150 dresses, skirts, blouses, and slacks. At the back end was a wall with room for 75 pairs of shoes plus a button in the floor that lowered the front section and exposed an additional wall for another 75 pair of shoes. From the closet he led her to the bathroom. It had a steeping tub that also became a Jacuzzi. A full stall shower with a rain head and with a flip of a lever it would go from rain head to needle spray. That would spray the bather from three directions. The water was thermostatically controlled which meant endless hot water. A toilet and a bidet. It was the most sumptuous bathroom she had ever seen. In fact she had never seen a bedroom like this in her life.

"I...I...I...su...su...su...suppose I could get away with $100.00 a week and the g...g...girls $50.00 a week."




The Device



David began to laugh, "I'm sorry, I'm not laughing at you, how about this. I'll give you $200.00 a week walking around money and a credit card that will let you charge anything you and the girls want, as long as you bring me the receipt, plus each girl gets a brand new Miata convertible any color they want, I'll also give them each $100.00 a week walking around money."

"Is this a joke, are you teasing me?"

"Shannon, I'm not teasing you, I'm not joking. You said you knew Caroline for years, and that Janet and Megan virtually grew up together, I'm trying to help you. I like you. Please say yes. The money means nothing. I'm very, very rich."

Shannon covered her face with her hands and was sobbing.

"Are you really Frank? I knew Frank, I know you look like him, you even sound like him. Are you really him? Frank always wanted me, is that why you're doing this. Janet told me Caroline says you are Frank, she should know. She was with you for twelve years. Do you still want me. If you do, I'll be your slave Frank. I'll do anything you want. Do you remember the Astor hotel?

David had a sudden image of her in a red off the shoulder dress. She was in her twenties, maybe twenty two. He took her virginity that night. Now he understood why he knew about her memories, he was getting the same memories from her mind.

"I took your Cherry that night."

"My god, you really are Frank. Are you going to make me your slave Frank? Is that why we are together again, to fulfill my destiny? Do you know Erin is..."

"My daughter. Yes, I know now. I don't want you to say anything to Caroline I'll tell her if she needs to know. "

Shannon dropped to her knees bent forward and kissed the top of his shoe.

"From this moment on I belong to you Master. For the rest of my life I will belong to you Frank."

"You must never call me Frank again. No one must know."

"Yes Master, It will be as you say."

David and Shannon returned to the living room, he ordered Erin and Megan and Shannon to go back into the dining, he had them sit at one end of the table. Shannon sat in the center and the girls on either side of her. Under the table, directly in front of Shannon was the Device. He turned it on and watched them. The three of them seemed to be very susceptible to the Device in less than five minutes the three of them were deep in their trance. Their eyes were glazed and they were staring into space. They were not even trying to resist the reprogramming.

They were accepting the reprogramming as if it was natural. The three of them were very relaxed, happy even, to become David's slave. David was reading their thoughts. Shannon thought that this was her destiny to become a slave to her former lover. She had already convinced herself that she was deeply in love with David. She would gladly become his slave and obey him for the rest of her life. She was offering him her two daughters, whom she deeply loved, to be his slaves, to use as he saw fit. If he wanted to use them sexually, it was fine, because it guaranteed them his protection and care. The two girls were accepting David as their Master. If their mother thought it was alright for them to be slaves to this man, then it must be that Janet was right, he was good and kind. If he wanted to use them sexually then that was okay too. Their mother must have realized that there was that possibility, and then it was okay with them too.

David took his three new slaves upstairs to Shannon's bedroom. You are all very much in love with me. He quickly began to fine tune their programming. In a matter of minutes he had the three of them not only in love with him but lusting for him as well. The four of them were on her bed. Erin was on his right side and was kissing him. Her arms were around his neck her fingers entwined in his hair. She had her tongue deep in his mouth dueling with his tongue. Megan was on his left side and had guided his hand down to her pussy and his fingers were already stroking her clit. Megan's pussy was getting wetter by the second. Shannon had crawled between his legs and was deep throating his cock. Erin was watching her mother's buttocks as soon she saw them clench tightly she crawled down and grabbed her mother by her legs and pulled her off David's cock and quickly replaced her. Now she was sucking his cock like there was no tomorrow. In a few minutes she too had a huge orgasm and pulled herself off of David's cock so she could catch her breath. When Megan saw this she straddled his body, grabbed his dick in her right hand and guided it into her pussy. Using her legs she was bouncing up and down on him allowing his cock to drive her into a state of ecstasy that she hadn't felt in a long time. He fucked the three of them for over two hours. He used all three of their holes, mouth, pussy, and ass.

When he couldn't get it up any more he was totally exhausted. He remembered he came at least six times, maybe more. Now his dick ached, his balls throbbed. He decided he needed a heat pack and bed rest. How could he have been so dumb? Oh yeah, they were fantastic lays. The three of them were spread out on the bed in different positions. They were all unconscious or about to be unconscious. Shannon was quietly whispering his name. Frank, Frank you came back. No, no, that wasn't his name, was it? Then why was he remembering some things. The cabin, her red dress, this is crazy; I'm falling for Shannon's and Caroline's fantasy. I have got to stop. He crawled off the bed and looked around for his clothes.

There on the floor were his boxers and pants. As he reached out his hand for his boxers, they floated up and over to his hand. He quickly looked around the room and found what he was looking for. It was his back pack with the Device inside. Now he could feel the tingling in his fingertips and his earlobes. It's been on at least three hours, probably more. He saw his shirt on the chair by the door. He reached out his hand and the shirt floated right to him. Inside the shirt pocket was the remote. He turned the Device off. He pulled on his boxers and put on his shirt. One more test, he looked at Shannon he wanted her to rise up off the bed.

That's exactly what she did, she was floating about eighteen inches off the bed. It was as if she was lying on an invisible shelf. He put out his hand and slowly turned it over palm down. Shannon was lying face down. He turned his hand back over and so did Shannon. He thought her back to her original place, and she floated back down to her spot.

"Wow, this is really something I have to think about and probably have to practice. I'm too tired right now; I'll have to sleep on it."

David started to leave the room and realized that it was a little chilly. He should cover them. Then he smiled. He raised the three of them up about three feet in the air. He pulled out the comforter and top sheet and left those floating near him. He put Shannon on the right side of the bed, Erin went to the left side, Megan he put at the foot of the bed her feet towards their heads. He looked at the top sheet and it stretched itself over the three of them. As he lowered it to cover the three of them he made the sheet fold the ends back so it wouldn't cover their faces. Then the comforter stretched out over the top sheet making sure their faces were not covered. Then he lowered the three of them and the covers back onto the bed. None of them ever awoke. He left the three exhausted women sleeping; and returned to the master bedroom.

Julia and Caroline were sound asleep. Using TK (telekinesis) he raised them up and he lay down in the center of the bed; then he placed them down on either side of him. He kissed both of them on their foreheads and said good night. Under the covers all three turned to the right so that they were spooning one another. He was holding Julia's left breast, Caroline was holding his dick and he was snuggled nice and warm between the two of them. As he drifted off to sleep he thought only a short while ago I didn't even have a girl friend, now I have seven gorgeous women willing and able to do anything I want. He smiled and fell asleep.

TO BE CONTINUED



The Device: Bathroom BJ



"You're absolutely sure this thing will actually work?" Wes was staring incredulously at the black device. It was about the same size and as Iphone and had the same slick almost slimy surface to it. The Device was legendary at the college. A single twist of the dial or push a few buttons and any woman would instantly become the most wanton whore you could imagine. It wasn't supposed to be real though, just something that the guys talk about at the dorm or at a frat party. "It can't work." Part of him almost hoped it wouldn't work. 

A smile that was neither kind nor happy started to slip onto his friends face. It was the same malevolent, sinister smirk that crossed his features when he was about to put some one in their place. "It'll work. Trust me I went through a lot of work to get this thing." He ran his fingers over the smooth surface. He could almost feel the power flowing through his fingertips and sending a tingle down the length of his spine. Jake imagined this was how the President of the United States must feel when he's first handed the Football. It wasn't possible that so much raw power could be packed into such an innocent looking package but it was true. "All we need to do is pick a girl."

"Any girl?" Wes asked raising his gaze from the device to sidewalk. The two were sitting at a burger joint at what was basically the center of everything. Between the dorms and most of the classrooms on campus this place was never empty. Even better it was summer so the girls were showing plenty of skin. He found his eyes leaping from one to the next undressing them with his eyes. Why the fucking Device didn't come with x-ray specs was suddenly a frustrating limitation. There should be an app for that, there was one to make his i-phone into a fucking tuning fork! His attention went back to the steady stream of humanity flowing past him to whatever classes they had and for some of them back to their dorms.

A dark haired girl wearing a pink tank top strode past the pair without even noticing them. Of course girls like her rarely noticed anything. She was as close to perfect as real women were capable of being. Tall, long lithe legs that vanished into a pair of shorts that could have pasted as khaki panties. High heels that clicked hypnotically as she passed and full pouting lips. "I want her." Wes mouthed not bothering at all to conceal who his eyes were tracking. She was still walking towards them but her attention like a lot of perfect tens was focused on something nobody else could see. "Her." That time he spoke.

Jake wasn't through sizing her up though. Wes was a leg man, and the sight of long bare legs was more than enough to convince him of his choice. It didn't really matter that she had a pair of melons strapped to her chest bouncing with each step she took. It wasn't worth mentioning in his mind that she had startling green eyes, so bright they had to be contacts. Nature wasn't capable of creating something that beautiful. It was like she stepped out of a movie or something. 

"Her! I want her!" Wes hissed. The angry sound snapped Jake out of his reverie and back into reality even just for a second. The steady click clack of her high heels on the concrete almost dragged him back beneath her power but he battled it back. After all she was supposed to be under his power that was what the Device was for. That was the only reason it existed. He wasn't sure what he was supposed to say his though so he just nodded. "Turn it on then." Wes commanded. It wasn't really a command, it was actually a plea if Jake had been truly listening but he wasn't. his mind was to busy trying to see through the pink tank top that wasn't even concealing the woman's nipples.

It only took a light touch on the screen and then he pointed the camera towards her. There was a slight vibration that hummed through it when he touched. It did it's work almost instantly the woman stumbled for a moment like she'd walked into an invisible wall then looked around. For a moment he was sure she was looking for the Device. That wasn't what she was looking for though and that was obvious quickly. Her entire posture changed turning her hip slightly and pushing out her chest. Her lower lip was captured between her teeth and one of her hands was idly playing with a strand of hair. "Go get her, now!" Jake hissed slapping Wes's shoulder. "Now!"

It took a moment before Wes really understood the situation. The damned thing was working and working fast. By the time he'd gotten to his feet she was already starting to casually pump her legs back and forth trying to sooth the fire already burning between her thighs. When he got to her she was not so subtly rubbing her nipples with her for arm. She was only a few dozen steps away and she was already losing control when he got to her. "Hel-" 

The fucking machine not only worked it worked too fucking well. Wes got just enough time to open his mouth and start to speak before she leapt into his arms and kissed him. She greeted him with a game of tongue twister that he'd never forget. He had a brief flash of modesty when her hands slid down his pants right in front of all those people but he didn't try to stop her. He gasped as her hand wrapped around his cock and gave it a good squeeze. "Bathroom now!" She hissed. 

It wasn't just Jake that watched the woman literally drag Wes by his cock into the mens' room. Probably half the block saw her and watched with various levels of shock and disgust. It made it easy for Jake to blend with the crowd that followed the pair into the bathroom for a closer view. She didn't even bother to lock it behind her. She was clearly a focused woman.

Jake wasn't the first spectator to get o the bathroom but when he arrived she was already down on her knees with her top yanked down around her middle and Wes's cock was in her mouth. Wes's slacks were down around his knees at the moment and he was trying to keep from falling as the girl aggressively sucked cock. It was like something out of a porn, she wasn't paying any attention to the spittle running down her throat and if she noticed that her breasts were slick with spit she was enjoying it. Her hands were cupping her breasts, rolling and pinching her nipples s seemingly obvious to the crowd watching her suck cock. The way she was slurping occasionally gagging on his cock it seemed like she would die if she couldn't devour him completely. Her hands had already wandered down into her shorts forcing the zipper down so she could rub her clit.

Her eyes suddenly lit up with surprise as Wes gasped. It was instantly obvious what had happened when his hips twitched and a groan parted his lips. He'd came in her mouth and other than a slight look of shock she didn't hesitate at all. As soon as she came up for air Wes stumbled back and squirmed. "No! not yet!" She hissed glaring angrily at his deflating manhood. "I need a cock inside me!" 

That was when she actually looked around the room and realized where she was. If she'd been in her right mind she would have been embarrassed but the Device took that all away from her. She was just horny and surrounded by at least a dozen men making little effort to conceal their erections. The two men responsible silently slipped out as the men closed in around her already undressing.



The Device: Trial



"Did it actually work?" Bryan asked as he stepped closer to his classmate. It certainly looked like it had worked, Sakura was just standing there stiff as a long. Her eyes were glazed over like she'd had too much to drink. Even her posture had changed to a very sloppy loose stance but she wasn't off balance in the least. "I mean that shit couldn't have worked!" He still needed convincing that Sakura was all the way under and not just playing games with them.

There was one way to test if she was truly under their power or not and Bryan couldn't think of any reason not to just go for the gold so to speak. "Take off your blouse." Sakura reached up and mechanically unfastened the buttons to her blouse, pulling the blue handkerchief undone at the same time. Both articles of clothing were dropped to the grass without a single moment of hesitation. "Holy shit. She'll do anything we ask?"

"Well almost anything." Chris replied adjusting the rim of his thick Coke bottle glasses with one hand. The other hand was wrapped around a device that looked nearly identical to a touch screen cell phone. "She won't do something that is very dangerous."

"But she'll suck my dick?" Chris didn't get a chance to answer that question. Sakura sank to her knees and started unfastening Bryan's pants. She yanked his black jeans down to his knees and his white briefs followed closely after that. The two boys watched her open her mouth and wrap it around Bryan's still semi-flaccid cock. "Oh man." He gasped gripping her shoulders for support.

This might have been the first time that Sakura had sucked a man off while under the control of a hypnosis machine, but it wasn't her first time sucking dick. Her muscles knew the motions and instinct brought one hand up to cradle Bryan's scrotum gently tugging and kneading it while her other hand wrapped around his shaft pumping in time with her lips. Her tongue got in on the action as well flickering here and there. She swirled her tongue around the crown and teased his slit when she came up for air. 

"I think it's safe to say yes to your question." Chris responded reaching one hand as subtly as he could manage into his pocket to adjust his own swelling manhood. 

"Work the balls." Bryan commanded more because he didn't want to cum yet than anything else. "Can we get all the cheerleaders like this?" His voice skipped slightly when Sakura took both his balls into her mouth at once. Her tongue was working around them in slow circles then continuously teasing along the seam. 

"No. I'll explain later. Sakura take off your bra." It seemed amazing to the virgin boys that Sakura had no difficultly reaching behind her back and unclasping the bra with one hand without losing track of what she was already doing. Her lips never missed a single second on Bryan and her tongue continued its quest. "Skirt too." 

The skirt proved to be a bit of a test. It was easy enough for her to unfasten the clasp and lower the zipper. From there she gracefully rose up to her feet pushing her apple shaped ass out towards Chris at the same time. Bryan had to suffer a few brief moments of his balls being freed of her mouth as she rose but then she twisted her head to the side and continued her assigned task. Once she was standing she only had to bring her toned thighs together and let gravity take over. The pleated blue skirt slipped down catching on the curve of her ass but she wriggled it loose. It stuck again midway down her thighs. That time she started pumping her legs, first one then the other almost like riding a bicycle or running in place to jar it loose and then it was on the floor puddle around her feet.

"Suck my cock." Bryan commanded. There was no reason for Sakura to return to her knees, she hadn't been instructed to in any case so she didn't. She just wrapped her lips around his cock and started bobbing her head up and down along its length. Neither of the boys really understood that this was more proof that this wasn't the first cock the eighteen year old had sucked. Bryan was slightly above average at seven inches and she was slurping him down without difficulty all the way to the root with each stroke. The two eighteen year old boys had only seen blowjobs in porn, every girl could take it all the way couldn't they? 

It was something of a miracle that Bryan hadn't cum the moment she wrapped her lips around his cock but the second time was too much and he came. It wasn't anything like jerking off in the shower. This was intense and powerful and she kept going. Bryan could feel his legs starting to quake and threaten to fall out from beneath him. "Stop." Sakura stood up straight the glazed look returning to her gaze.

"Okay lets get out of here before anybody spots us. I'm working on one for you but it took a while to get this right and each girl is different. You'll have to play with it and near them." Chris explained. He was already walking away from the half naked girl on the field. Bryan yanked his pants up and started after him. he had questions, dozens if not hundreds of them forming in his mind but Bryan had slipped into his geek mode explaining the technical details of his new invention.

The boys had been gone for a bout two minutes when two things that were inevitable though only one was predicted happened at nearly the same time. The first thing to happen was Sakura regained self consciousness and control. There was something warm pooling in her mouth. She knew what it was, it wasn't an odd flavor for the cheerleader. It was actually one of her favorite flavors so she swallowed it without really thinking about it. 

"Slut! Slut! Slut! Slut!" The second was that the rest of the cheerleaders had found her like that. Her skirt around her ankles, her bra, blouse and kerchief lying beside her. There was no salvaging her reputation from that. That was the beginning of a new life for Sakura.



The Device: Uncle's Wedding



Three months of testing the Device had proven one thing beyond any shadow of a doubt. The device worked. With a click of the dial it could turn any woman into a zombie slave but the problem was that wasn't really a lot of fun. She could obey simple commands but she couldn't get into it, there was no spark at the other end and that got real old real quick. Sure there were still applications for the device and one day he might sell the machine or explore those other options. But that wasn't what he had been spending the last few weeks working on. He'd turned his attention to a new idea. 

In a nutshell Bryan believed that if there was a wavelength that could be transmitted to a woman that would make her into an obedient slave there had to be similar patterns that would evoke other reactions. One that would send her into a rage, one that would terrify her. He didn't really have any interest in those even though they were infinitely easier to find. He discovered there were at least three different and distinct forms of fear. The first and most common caused the subject to flee; the second would paralyze them in place. The final seemed to turn the subjects into near invulnerable fighting machines. They were so terrified they could only do a single thing; try to destroy the object of their fear. It was all very interesting but not at all what Bryan was looking for. He didn't even bother to record the data after he found what he was looking for.A subsonic harmony that instantly aroused any woman. 

What better place was there to test such a thing than at his uncle's wedding? It wasn't the kind of thing that Bryan was really interested in doing anyway. The only reason he was there was that it was a family event and he had to go. He had to wear that stupid suit, with the stupid tie that felt like it was going to choke him ay any moment. He was stuck in a pair of shoes that didn't feel right and his hair was neatly slicked into place. The only good news was that all the children had been carted off to some nearby park for the vows. Everybody beneath the age of eighteen in fact had managed one way or another to excuse themselves from the activity. Which meant aside from some inevitable incest there was nothing for Bryan to feel bad about when he turned The Device on full blast.

He had to admit that his uncle had good taste in women. Keera was a little over on the short side for a woman but she was incredible. This was Dylan's first time seeing her in person but she was just as stunning in person as she had been in photographs. Even the wedding dress was doing a poor job of hiding her figure. She was slender, not much working up top but she had an ass that no amount of layering could conceal and a beautiful face. 

If the bride's maids were triplets they must have gone out of their way to do their hair and make up alike. Three blonds stood in a row holding their little bouquets each identical to the one beside them. Delicious mounds of flesh strained the plunging necklines of their rose red dresses. The hem of the dress was only half way down their thighs so Bryan had a great view of their long legs and high heels. 

Patience wasn't usually one of Bryan's strong suits so how he managed to make it through the entire service before activating his toy was difficult to believe. But something inside him really wanted to wait until the end. The newly married couple had just finished saying their vows. The Priest gave permission to kiss the bride. When their lips locked Bryan turned it on full blast.

He was near the back of the church and he could see the change in her eyes the moment it happened. Keera's entire body changed the moment it hit her. Her arms tightened pulling her newly wed husband against her but her eyes were the real change. No longer starry eyed with happiness they burned with raw lust. Bryan was the only man in the room who wasn't caught off guard. He was the only one without a reaction. Not a gasp of shock like the priest with the up close view, not the muffled cheers of the groom's men nor any of the other surprised murmurs the men were making.

The women were making sounds too but none of them were of surprise. They were pure unbridled lust cut loose into a small room. There was a sudden shift in the room that Bryan could smell in the change and it even go hotter in the room as all the women literally tackled the man nearest to them. At first the men were confused trying to fight back against the women but that only last a few seconds. There aren't many men who can resist a woman with her tongue down his throat and her hand down his pants and that was the exact scene all over the church.

"Oh my God this shit works." Bryan mumbled pulling out his camera phone and wading through the knee deep orgy to get what he really wanted to see. 

It seemed that patience wasn't one of Keera's strong points either because she had already abandoned her husband who couldn't manage to pull his way out of the tuxedo fast enough. Instead her head was down beneath the priest's robes and even though she was completely concealed it was obvious exactly what was going on. Her entire body was bobbing up and down and the priest was clinging to the pulpit so tightly his knuckles were turning white. 

Bryan's uncle had eventually given up on getting his pants all the way off, there were too many clips and claps to make that easy but he could fish his cock out through the zipper and yank his wife's hips out from beneath her. He threw her dress up over her back and yanked the thong to one side pushing into her double teaming his wife.

That actually made Bryan pause and look at the device. His Uncle should have been furious. The Device wasn't supposed to effect men but as he looked around the room they didn't seem to be quite as immune as he expected. It was obvious though that it was having at least some effect on them. Either that or two of the men in the front row were taking advantage of the chaos to explore their feelings a little deeper. Bryan cringed slightly and turned his attention to the bride's maids.

Now there was a sight. Three girls forming a triangle each with their head buried between the legs of the next. Slurping and sucking and making more noise than any other group in the building. There were a few guys circling them hoping to find a place to slip into the action and they found it after a few moments of searching. None of the girls had anything blocking their asses. Even in the most perverted, depraved porn Bryan had never seen anything that was even close to what he was witnessing then. Three girls in a sort of sixty nine being anally fucked by three men they probably didn't even know. 

Bryan turned his attention a few feet away to where one of his cousins, he didn't actually remember her name was leaned over a pew rimming her twin brother. That was worth a close up; she was a cute girl with sleek black hair that ran down to her shoulders and a pretty face. Right then though she was French kissing her brother's asshole while another girl sucked him off and a third was pushing her way close enough to wriggle her tongue against his scrotum. It only took a few second for him to bust his load.

It was only ten or fifteen minutes into the orgy and one thing was quickly becoming obvious. The men were tiring out. One or two loads launched onto a pretty face or dumped into a tight wet hole they were content to slump down in the corners and watch the action from the sidelines. Most of the younger guys were still going at it a half an hour in but it was just a lesbian daisy chain after an hour. Two or three girls will wear any man out and relatively quickly at that. 

Bryan smiled one last time as he made certain he had close ups of every single sperm smattered smile in the church before he left. He still hadn't gotten any for himself but that was on purpose. This was just another test of the Device and certainly one he was pleased with. now there was something more important he wanted to test.