Carole was enthralled with what Cori was telling her that morning. She had never heard of such lewd shit stories before. There were a few times when she thought she might spit out her coffee, due to some of the acts that Cori was disclosing. Carole started looking at the table rather than meet Cori’s gaze, but it wasn’t out of shame or disgust. It was out of reverence.

“How did you find out about this place?” Carole asked.

“Oh, I just saw a posting online and put in an application. It was actually pretty easy to get. I don’t know if the recruiter thought I was hot or what, but it wasn’t even, like, an interview. They pretty much just explained the position and then told me the start date. That next Monday I went into the office and started.”

Cori took a bite out of her bagel, and Carole took the opportunity to interject a few more questions.

“So, you get, like, benefits and everything, right?”

“Oh yeah, and a 401K. All the bells and whistles. They have really good insurance, too.”

“And like, PTO and sick leave?”

“Yeah. I was sick the other day, actually. They don’t even question it. I think because the nature of the job. They probably figure that taking time off isn’t that bad as long as you are on top of your game when you are in the office.”

“And... I mean... People just walk up and...”

“Fuck me. That’s right. I don’t mind it. If anything, I enjoy it. I’ve always liked getting a lot of attention. I love sex. I love being submissive. It’s like a dream job.”

What struck Carole the most from this interaction was how nonchalant Cori was about it. She couldn’t wrap her head around it. How could someone be so casual about sex like that? I mean, it was sex. Carole was aware that this Free Use thing was growing by the day, but she had always thought it would fizzle out and she would never have to see such disgusting acts. Cori’s approach to it started to change her perspective on things.

Carole went home after work that day, and her pussy was on fire. She couldn’t help it. She spent all day putting herself in Cori’s shoes. She felt a warm heat building in her loins near the first break. Shawn told her that they were going to be doing the project together, and the thought of being alone with Shawn in one of the breakout rooms, him behind her, holding her hair while he railed her from behind, kept on popping up in her head. Using her body as he saw fit, maybe playing with her, teasing her, not allowing her to come. Then, flooding her pussy with his hot seed, not worried about pregnancy or anything of that sort. Just consumed with using Carole until he wasn’t horny any longer.

She had thoughts like that all day. So when she finally got home, she stripped out of her skirt and then her underwear and plopped down on the couch and played with herself, running those same thoughts through her brain while she came.

It didn’t stop there, either. Every day was consumed with those thoughts from then on. She couldn’t get them out of her head. Worse yet, she continued to see Cori in the mornings at the coffee shop. They became pals, and Cori would tell her about her adventures of being fucked by the executive team while they were on a call with a client, so she had to be quiet, while Carole told her about the spreadsheets she had to fix because Arnold was horrible at his job.

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Laura had been tasked with showing the Free Use Girls from the Tokyo office around during their trip to the States. Manami and Hikaru were stunning, and Laura found it so cute that they had kept their typical Japanese tendencies on their sleeves. Both women bowed deeply before shaking Laura’s hand, and they both chatted about being in America.

“We’ve always wanted to come here,” Manami said. “Whenever the executives start picking women to go with them to your branch, Hikaru and I would beg them to take us. We both love American films, and have wanted to visit here for a long time.”

“That’s amazing!” Laura said. “And your English is impeccable. I imagine a lot of the employees here are going to love you two! How long will you be staying in our office.”

“Oh, just one week,” Hikaru said. “I think our branch may have another round of meetings here in the winter, but we don’t know if they will bring us over again.”

“Probably not,” Manami said, “because they like to take different girls each time they come over here. We decided that we’re going to make the most of this trip. Try to experience all there is to America while we can!”

Both women giggled as Laura led them around the office. Laura couldn’t help but smile. Most of the women that came over from across the ocean were similar to Manami and Hikaru. Beautiful, bubbly, excited about their job, and willing to jump right into the thick of things. Laura chalked it up to the Japanese work culture. They treated their employment like it was a duty, rather than a way to collect a paycheck.

The Japanese women smiled as they entered the floor where most of the workstations and cubicles were. Even though it was still a little early and the day hadn’t officially begun, there were already people in their offices and at their computers getting in some extra hours. There were also a few FUGs, Susan and Katie, walking around and sucking off the early birds as they got their work in. Laura had figured out months prior that a huge reason most of the people came in early was they liked to fuck the Free Use Girls before everyone else did. The only people who showed up before these employees were the CEO and CFO, who always got first crack at the Free Use Girls that were assigned to show up early for the staff’s enjoyment. Laura had kept those women on a rolling schedule, so they could enjoy some extra sleep and work the after-hours shift after having to come in at the crack of dawn to be a slam piece for the sales and marketing teams.

Hikaru spoke up first. “Oh, wow. So many people here early. You all work very hard.”

“I like to think so,” Laura said. “As the person who oversees the Free Use Team, I also try my best to keep girls here early in the morning for the employees to use while they have their morning coffee and donuts.”

“But,” Manami said, “only two of them? That seems like a lot of work for these girls.”

Laura looked over at Katie and Susan while she inwardly frowned, doing her best to not to look too shaken in front of the Japanese girls. “Well, we did have Brittany and Cori slotted for this time, but there’s been a bug going around the office and both girls called in sick. You know how it is. These girls have the entire office crawling all over them, and that means they can get pretty ill if people are coming in here with colds rather than just staying home.”

“I see. Well, why don’t Hikaru and I help out a bit. You know, our division was the first one to have a Free Use program. The executives at our firm realized that it would up the production of the staff 100 fold. Hikaru and I wouldn’t mind.”

“Oh, yes, please!” Hikaru looked at Laura with excitement oozing out of her pores. “This is why we came, Laura, to get the American experience. Let us help out.”

Laura hesitated. These girls were supposed to be shown around and introduced to the rest of the office before the majority of the workforce arrived. But, at the same time, she knew what it was like to be a free use slut and watch other girls get the cock that you silently crave. She had been informed that the Japanese sluts were something to behold, and held a sense of pride that they were the pilot program that eventually spread internationally through the corporation. Laura put herself in their shoes, standing around an office in a different country, wondering how it would feel to be groped by the Japan division before they went off to silently work for 12 hours straight. She wondered if that made them somewhat rougher than her American counterparts when it came to fucking away their frustrations. She had always thought the more silent and stoic employees in her office were the ones who would surprise you. They would often be the dirtiest and hardest fucks she would have through the day. In Japan, the entire office was like that. The passing thoughts made Laura’s pussy start to clench.

“You know what, girls... Sure. Go for it. If anyone gives you grief about it just tell them it was my idea. A way to introduce you to your American coworkers.”

Both women giggled and started hopping up and down. Laura still found it damn cute. The next few events she observed shattered the “cute” image she had for the two tiny women. They took to the office like fish to water, walking up to Katie and Susan while they were handling six different cocks at the same time.

“Helllllooooo,” Hikaru said, her voice traveling through different octaves in a sing-song fashion. “My name is Hikaru. I’m from the Japanese office, and I’m a Free Use Girl, too.”

“Yes,” Manami said, walking up to Brandon from the Mail Room and running her fingertips along his back. “And I’m Manami. So nice to meet you all.”

Then, the two women turned toward one another and embraced in a deep kiss, their tongues dancing outside of their mouths as they made high-pitched moans and said filthy things to each other in their native language. The men, and the women being used, couldn’t help but stare at the two new women who were so forward with their antics. Brandon turned, popping his cock out of Katie’s mouth and grabbing hold of Manami. The woman switched her rubbing from his back to his wide chest, staring into his eyes while Hikaru joined them both.

“I thought it would just be the business men coming this time. Akane was the one here last time and she said that there weren’t going to be any more of you sluts coming for the rest of the year.”

“Oh no,” Hikaru said. “They can’t deny us girls that. We love coming over here. It’s so much fun. America is so free and relaxed. It’s like a vacation.”

“Yeah,” Manami said, “us girls wouldn’t stand for not coming over here and being fucked by you all.”

Brandon leaned in and kissed her. Then Hikaru. Then he put both of them together so they kissed one another and joined in. Two other men joined them; Marvin, a large black man, went behind Manami, pulled up her conservative business skirt, and slipped his cock into her wet slit. The other man did the same to Hikaru. Laura watched on intently as the action unfolded before her.

The two women had skills that Laura felt she could have some of her girls learn; some of the neat tricks that the Japanese team was doing. It was like a performance, enticing and complimenting the men as they came in and fucked them. Kyle, one of the janitors, and Kayla, the new receptionist, were both sharing Manami, and the entire time she kept on saying how beautiful Kayla was while encouraging Kyle to fuck her harder.

“Oh, yes, like that. Nice and hard. I can take it. Don’t hold back because you think I’m too small to take it. I can!”

There was something about seeing the foreign counterparts be able to get the reaction they could from the workforce. Laura was always looking to up her division’s game, and while she watched both women get placed next to one another and watched as Sammy from Accounting unloaded ropes of his cum on both of their faces, Laura decided that the two little sluts were going to lead a workshop for the girls later on that day.

Mara was exhausted when she finally got to the spot. The trip inside the tomb was dangerous, which was to be expected, but some of them that she had to get past put her to some tests that she had never gone through before. She was glad that she had upped her conditioning and rock climbing game recently. It helped with getting over some of the pits and the section where the floor tiles released poisonous gas.

She had been looking for the Hypno Stone for years. Much research and trial and error had gone into trying to find the location of the sacred artifact. Now that she was just a few seconds away from holding it in her hands, she felt a sense of relief rising in her chest. There were plenty of other nefarious characters that were coming for the stone. She had been paid a large sum of money from Sarah Harlow, a rich businesswoman who had financed a few of her expeditions in the past, and she knew that was an ideal situation, especially after she found out that Max Demona had been searching for the same artifact. She had a few run-ins with him in the past, and every single event had made Mara’s skin crawl. He was a creep, plain and simple. The way that he stared at her breasts in Egypt was the moment when Mara decided that she wouldn’t associate herself with him anymore. She was especially glad that she beat him to it.

Her heart instantly sank when she rounded the corner to the main room. There was no stone. She had seen sketches of the room, and knew that it was supposed to be held on the middle pedestal. But it wasn’t there. Someone had beaten her to it, and with the nature of how these items are obtained, she didn’t know if the person had come just recently or if it had been years. She let out a long sigh as she took in the rest of the room. All of the trouble for nothing, she thought to herself. She had no choice but to head back and tell her benefactor that she had been too late.

That was when she heard someone clear their throat behind her. She turned quickly, not wanting to allow someone to get the jump on her, as she drew her twin pistols from their holsters. There in front of her stood Max, and he was holding what she had come all that way to get: the Hypno Stone.

“Mara,” Max said. He had a strange glint in his eyes. “No nice to see you. And that amazing rack of yours.”

“Max!” Mara cried out. “So... You ended up getting the stone. What are the chances that you would give that to me? I was paid an awful lot of money to retrieve it. To keep it out of the hands of evil. Don’t you think that’s the ideal way to handle it?”

Max snickered. Mara was such a pretentious bitch. With her uppity attitude and her stupid British accent, it always felt like she considered herself above everyone else. He had been hitting on her for years, inviting her out to dinners or for drinks, and she had continually blown him off. But that didn’t matter anymore.

“You know I can’t do that. Not after coming all this way and doing all the work I’ve done. But it doesn’t surprise me that you would think that what you are doing is more important than what I’m doing. Typical Mara Lens bullshit.”

Mara thought of pulling the trigger. What Max had was dangerous, and in the hands of the wrong person, it could alter the state of the entire world. The Hypno Stone made anyone who possessed it able to control other people’s thoughts. Mara’s fingers slipped over the triggers on her two handguns.

“Max, don’t do this. Just hand it over and every...”

Suddenly, Mara felt the words that she had planned to say slip away, off her tongue. Her fingers slowly slipped off the triggers, and she pointed the guns toward the ceiling, away from Max.

“What was that?” Max asked.

“I said... I... You can’t...” Mara had become confused. She was typically so eloquent and well spoken, but no matter how much she tried, she couldn’t formulate a sentence that conveyed what she was feeling. Then, the more she thought about it, or tried to, she realized she wasn’t even sure what she was talking about before.

“What’s wrong, Mara?”

“I don’t know... I was going to say something. Something important, but now I can’t remember what that was.” A streak of embarrassment shot through her. She felt like a stupid girl, out of her element.

“Oh... Well, I can help you with that. You were going to take your top off. You were saying how you couldn’t wait to show me your tits. Remember now?”

Mara suddenly felt a rush of relief. She was glad Max was there to remind her of what she was intending to do.

“That’s right. I was going to show you my... breasts...” Mara pulled off her tight tank top and then started to undo her bra. When her large tits flopped out, and Max got an eyeful of them, he let out a low groan.

“Now come over here, Mara. Let me play with them.”

“Okay Max. I can do that.”

Mara walked over to Max, and he reached toward her chest and started kneading his fingers into her large fun bags the moment she got within arm’s reach. He felt like he was in heaven. He had always dreamed of fucking Mara Lens, and now that he had the Hypno Stone in his possession, he would be able to do so whenever he pleased.

“Jesus, Mara. Your pussy is getting so wet. I think it would be a good idea for me to massage that for you. It will probably feel really good.”

“Yes, please, Max! Do it!” Mara didn’t know what was going on. She vaguely remembered hating Max just a few seconds ago, but his hands were skillful, and something was pulling her closer to him. When his fingers found her clit, she started whimpering. Max felt power flowing through his fingers. Here was the prim little bitch, Mara, who had always looked at him like he farted in church. And now she was coming on his hand. He could feel her pussy clench around his fingers when he inserted them inside of her cunt. He took his free hand and took hold of her chin, making her look into his eyes as he held her still. Then, he leaned down and kissed her. He did so while she was climaxing, her tongue darting against his in perfect synchrony.

“Now you’re going to suck my cock and get it ready for your tight little pussy.”

“Yes... That sounds splendid.”

Mara sank to her knees and hurriedly undid his belt and then his fly. Max relaxed, knowing that no one followed Mara into the cavern made things feel surreal. It was just them down there, and no one would be coming to save her. He could do with her what he wanted for as long as he wanted. Even after, he suddenly realized. When they both left the tomb, what was stopping him from keeping his power over Mara? She was stunning, and would make the perfect companion in the new world that he was going to build with the Hypno Stone. These lewd thoughts permeated his mind while he started to fuck Mara’s face. It appeared that she was completely devoted to him. She didn’t even react when he started being rough with her, yanking on her hair while he shoved his cock into her throat and kept it lodged there.

Soon enough, she was yanked off his cock and then turned around. Max reached around her, undid her shorts, and then pulled them off. Once those were dealt with, Max knelt behind Mara, holding her hips in his hands while he looked at her amazing frame. Mara had spent countless hours on her obstacle course at home. It was the only way she was able to deal with the expansive and dangerous tombs that she encountered on her travels. It also made her into the ideal fuckdoll, Max thought to himself. He entered her cunt and let out a triumphant laugh.

For the past few years, anytime he thought of Mara Lens, he had a flare of anger rise in his throat. She was such a bitch, so successful in her field of archeology, but so bland when it came to everything else. Now, she was something completely different. Gone was the daring adventurer, and in her place was the perfect sex slave. Max started coming inside her, grabbing her hair once again while he emptied his balls into her pussy.

They left the tomb together, Mara looking at Max with adoration. He was a wonderful man. He had found the Hypno Stone, and with it in his grasp, she finally saw what an incredible individual he was.

Shane and Veronica were enjoying a typical night in. The couple had been together for years, and like many other younger people in their situation, they made the collective mistake of falling into the same routine day after day. Veronica told her friend Kesley as much. The weeks before that night were spent with Veronica lamenting her hopes and dreams about the relationship. She was scared that they had fast-forwarded to the boring part of their union. Veronica also told Kelsey that she was scared that she wouldn’t live out more wild times with her boyfriend. But that evening, things felt okay. They felt right. Veronica was snuggled next to him on the couch while they watched one of their favorite movies together.

Veronica was recalling the thoughts she was having just a bit prior, and she started to feel silly. What was wrong with me? she thought to herself. Shane is perfect, and I was really freaking out over nothing.

She slipped around him tighter, pushing further into his large chest as she looked up at him. He had a two-day stubble, which she loved, and she had always thought he looked cute when he was watching something. She was still staring at him when she heard the loud banging coming from the front door. It was so loud and sudden that it startled both of them. Shane asked Veronica if she wanted him to go and get the door, but she said it would be okay. Probably one of the neighbors, Frank, who was old and would sometimes knock like he was the police.

Veronica was shocked when she opened her front door and saw her friend, Kelsey, standing there in her uniform. Kelsey had been a police officer for a few years. She had studied Criminology in college and had always had the idea of being a detective when she was younger. Veronica had known that Kelsey had been working weekends recently, but she also was perplexed because neither she nor Shane had called the cops.

“Kelsey... What are you...”

“Excuse me, ma’am. I heard you were having problems here with your man.”

Kelsey burst past Veronica, into the house and then through to the living room. Veronica bounded after her, unsure of what her friend was up to. Shane was surprised to see Kelsey, too. His eyes widened as he took in the statuesque blonde in her navy blue uniform.

“Whoa,” Shane said. “What’s going on?”

“Calm down, sir,” Kelsey said, “or I’ll have to detain you. Ma’am. I need you to come over here and sit down while I get this all sorted out.”

Veronica moved slowly over to the couch, but Kelsey stopped her.

“Not over there. I need to keep you two separated for now.”

“Kelsey... What the fuck are you doing?”

“That’s Officer Smith to you! Now get over there!”

Veronica jumped at her friend’s command. She sprinted over to the chair across the room that Kelsey had pointed to and sat down immediately. Kelsey kept a stone-faced expression as she moved toward Shane. She stood over him with her hands on her hips, with her tits pushed out as she kept her back in a straight line.

“Now, I heard that things around here were getting a little boring. I decided that you both needed to have someone with authority come here and show you both how to act right. I suppose I’ll have to start with you.” She was looking at Shane when she said the word you.

Veronica slowly started to put together what was happening, but she was unsure of whether she could handle what her friend had planned. In the course of her ranting about her issues with Shane, she admitted that there was a certain, taboo, fetish that she couldn’t get out of her head. She informed Kelsey that she wanted to see another woman fuck her boyfriend in front of her. She was unsure of telling her companion about this information, as she thought that she would be judged for it, but now that Kelsey was in her home and approaching her boyfriend with a pair of fuck me eyes, she knew that Kelsey had taken things in another direction.

Shane sat there, stunned as the cop moved on him. She reached down and grabbed his cock, stroking it through the basketball shorts that he was wearing. He didn’t move away from her touch; instead, he looked over at his girlfriend with a confused look. Kelsey grabbed his face with her free hand and forced his gaze up to meet hers.

“Look at me. I’m the one dealing with you right now. Eyes forward. Understand.”

“Uh... Okay...”

“You are to address me by my title. Say, yes officer.”

“Yes, officer.”

Kelsey continued to play with his cock until Veronica finally stood up and decided that this needed to end.

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Donna, Katie, and Harmony were all sitting around Katie’s house watching old sitcoms and drinking boxed wine. It had been a long couple of weeks. Harmony had been broken up with by her boyfriend of three years. She kept telling herself she should have seen it coming when he hadn’t proposed to her within a year of them dating. She had been dealing with it the way she had dealt with other breakups in the past, on the warm shoulders of her closest friends.

Harmony had met Donna and Katie a few years prior at a yoga retreat. They were both down to earth and always had the best advice. She was unsure of how one attained such peace in life. It could have been the constant yoga routines the women put themselves through, or possibly it was the amount of booze they consumed when they hung out with Harmony? Either way, she knew just who to call when she was having troubles in life.

They spent the days before that evening having deep discussions on compatibility and maturity. Donna and Katie both possessed an innate ability to point out small, intricate details in the behavior of Matt, her former lover. They dissected everything that Harmony spilled out, and when they weren’t talking about the former lover, they were smoking weed and running or stretching out on the lawn. By the fifth day of treatment, Harmony was starting to feel like the fog that had encased her head was finally lifting. She was so thankful to have such amazing women in her life. It made having to put up with the horrible men in it bearable.

The camaraderie was broken when 4:53 PM on Thursday came. Donna and Katie looked at each other with anxiety and dread stretched across their faces. Harmony figured they were joking; pulling her leg now that she was finally starting to heal.

“It’s almost five!” Katie screamed.

“Oh no!” Donna said.

“Wait,” Harmony said, looking back and forth between the two of them. “What happens at five?”

“That’s when David comes over!” Donna said.

“Well, who’s David, and why is it a big deal if he comes over?”

The two of them opened their mouths to tell her, but then they stopped. Their eyes filled with horror as their words dropped in their throats. Harmony was confused. These two women were powerful, independent women. She was perplexed as to why some guy would scare them this way.

“Well, I’ll just have to stick around and meet this guy if you two won’t tell me what he’s about. It sounds like he’s bad news, and I’m not gonna let my friends go through something alone after you two were there for me.”

Donna and Katie both looked at one another. The time it took for the clock to strike five was excruciating. Donna and Katie couldn’t keep their eyes off the clock, and Harmony kept the same determined look on her face as she stared at the door, waiting for this David to appear.

Once the time came, Harmony felt strange. Her limbs became heavy, and she felt the words that she formulated in her head for this David character suddenly drift away like wisps of smoke. When she saw the doorknob opening, she knew who was coming through before she saw him with her own eyes, like his image was being projected into her brain.

There wasn’t anything special about David, at least, not physically. He looked like just another guy that you would see on the street. There was nothing that Harmony could decipher from him initially, but when she thought of the interaction long after it happened, maybe that was done purposefully. But the moment he walked in, it was like Harmony’s entire body was encased in plastic. She couldn’t move, not even her eyeballs; the only thing that was active in her body was her mind.

He walked past her. She tried to turn her head to look at him, to get a clear picture of this mystery man, but the only thing she could do was focus on her peripheral vision. He walked up to Donna and stuck his hand down her pants. He started playing with Donna’s cunt as if it were a toy, because it was. It was his to enjoy when he wanted to.

Donna and Katie had met David years prior, and for that entire time, he would do this to them. He had a strict schedule he adhered to because he had other mind-blanked women that he saw through the city. He kept a short leash on Donna and Katie. They had become his two favorites long ago, so he made sure to never miss his appointments with them.

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Tina was feeling rambunctious that morning. She knew that her husband, Reggie, was having his group of friends over, and she was especially excited because Arnold was coming, and he always made eyes at her, and it would make her pussy…

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Jack knew what he was doing was wrong, but he also had stopped caring. Strange things happen when you go through a divorce. You start to process things differently, and you start to appreciate the now. You can’t live life thinking of the things that should have been; that was what the lengthy split from his ex-wife Heather had shown him. So, he knew what he was doing was wrong, but when he would process things much later on, he didn’t look on those times with disgust or shame. Instead, he would think fondly of the nights he had spent visiting his stepdaughter, Sarah.

He hadn’t been married to Heather for incredibly long, but it was long enough to form a bond with the young woman who would be his ex-stepdaughter when he decided to visit her during her second semester in school. He didn’t want her to think that he would forget about her. On the contrary, he often thought of her during late nights, alone, in his new apartment when he was struggling with sleep. She threw out the offer for him to come after she returned from spring break, and he had some PTO saved up from the year prior. He visited her apartment the first day, taking in the college life as he reminisced on his own time in school years prior.

Jasmin, the young Japanese-American roommate of Sarah’s, took an immediate liking to Jack. Jasmin had always had a thing for older guys, and when Sarah had shown her pictures of her ex-stepdad, she felt her pussy walls clench. He had a strong, defined jaw and broad shoulders from his days playing linebacker in high school. She would stare at him openly, and when Sarah noticed Jack’s amusement at her roomie’s advances, she felt a twinge of jealousy rising in her gut.

The first time Jack fucked Jasmin was in his hotel room. He was lying in bed, drinking a beer from the mini-fridge and watching the highlights from the basketball games on his TV when his phone lit up, and an unknown number was messaging him. He soon put two and two together, and after a five-hour flirt session with the young coed, she was outside his hotel room door, and he was doing his best to keep his composure.

He opened the door and took in the sight of Jasmin. She was much smaller than he was, only reaching his chest in height. Her demure and petite frame was accentuated with luscious curves, with her exhibiting an ample backside and massive tits for her small stature. She was wearing a tiny dress that barely covered her assets, and she bounded in effortlessly as soon as he opened the door. She was elated that she was going to be fucked by some hot older guy she just met. Those events were what drove her during her freshman year at school. She grew up with strict and conservative parents, and her freedom away from them twisted her soul into the depraved slut that she had become.

“You have good taste,” she said, walking through the room and then sitting on the edge of the bed, folding one leg on top of the other as she made eye contact with Jack. “No cheap stuff for you, huh, Jack.”

She emphasized the way she said JACK instead of Mr. Thompson, which was what she addressed him as when around her friend. His heart skipped a beat, and then he felt his cock rise to attention.

“You’ll understand when you get older,” he said. “Once you make enough money in life, you learn that you have to shell out for extra comfort.”

They sat next to one another on the bed, their kneecaps just inches away, and talked about life. Jasmin did her best to sound learned and mature, while Jack kept on tossing around the realization of how crazy he was acting. This must have been some sort of midlife crisis. When her soft skin started to kiss his leg through the fabric of his slacks, he stopped allowing those thoughts to cloud his judgement.

Jasmin was beautiful, no matter her age or her station in life. He didn’t care that she lived with his daughter. That stopped mattering the moment they locked eyes only inches away from one another.

She was the one who made the first move. She leaned over and pecked him on the lips, backing away and smiling without showing her teeth. She felt nervous, even though she had been with people Jack’s age before. It must be because he’s Sarah’s dad, she thought to herself. Stepdad, but still her dad.

But once that first break in the barrier happened, Jack no longer held back. He returned her kiss, grabbing the back of her head and gripping her hair as he hungrily kissed her. It only took a half minute for his hands to start exploring the rest of her body, his left hand gripping her large left breast and the other gripping her ass while he pulled her on top of him.

Jasmin’s breath became short while Jack lifted her into his lap. Her legs spread, and she pressed her pelvis against his groin, grinding hard and doing her best to elicit more of the fire that he was showing her. Jasmin had learned long before that night that her looks got her advantages when it came to life, and that included being with men. She would see something happen in their eyes when they were with her, and she could see the tide rising in Jack that evening.

The older man grabbed the bottom of her dress and yanked it from her body. He saw that she wasn’t wearing any panties or a bra when she walked in, and he was thirsting to see what her immaculate body looked like without a shred of clothing on it. When he got a look, he felt his cock throbbing harder than it had in years. Precum flooded out of his head like he was nineteen again. He pressed her against his chest as he reached under her and hurriedly started to undo his belt and then his zipper.

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Felicity and Tina had been driving for three hours without a signal when they saw him. It was a breath of fresh air. They had been driving aimlessly for what felt like forever, and the old car that Tina bought the summer prior seemed like a steal but was now revealed to be a horrible vehicle for the summer. The AC didn’t run for shit, and both girls were covered in a layer of sweat.

That’s why when Tina saw the boy on the side of the road, she let out an excited yelp. The steering wheel was covered in perspiration from her palms, and it had made the surface slick and gross. She stuck her arm out of the window and called to him.

“Excuse me. We’re lost! Could you help a girl out?”

The boy flashed them an awkward smile. Felicity figured he was just shy from seeing two city girls in his neck of the woods. She was as happy to see him as Tina was. She flashed him a huge grin and prayed silently that he would assist them.

They asked him how to get back to the main highway. Tina explained the GPS had sent them down a side road and then they lost reception. The gangly young man then leaned against the door, peeking inside the car at Tina and Felicity. He chuckled and smiled at the two of them. They were cuties. That was apparent from far away, but standing so close to them and getting an eyeful did something to his insides.

“You’ll wanna take this road and when you get to the next fork, head left.” He stood up and crossed his arms while sporting a goofy grin on his face. It made Felicity feel a bit uneasy, but Tina was just glad that they were headed in the right direction and finally on their way.

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They had decided to go on a road trip a few months before. Both girls had felt bogged down by work and the boring reality of daily life. They craved excitement and the unexpected. The mundanity of their routines had felt like an anchor tied to their necks. They didn’t expect to get lost, especially with the wonders of modern technology. Now that they had been pointed in the right direction, the fun was returning to their vacation.

Tina followed the instructions exactly as the man had laid out, but they didn’t see the interstate. Instead, they came upon an old mansion. Some cars and pickup trucks were parked out front on the lawn. Tina was going to turn around and find her way back to the road they came from, but instead, she felt herself reach for the gearshift and place the car into park.

“What are you doing?” Felicity asked. “This isn’t the road back...”

Suddenly, Felicity felt her mind empty. She forgot what she was talking about completely. It was strange. She hadn’t even noticed it. She looked up at the house, and then she struggled to put together any coherent thought, no matter how abstract or simple. The only thing she could think about was following her friend through the yard, up the stairs, onto the porch, and then through the front door. That’s exactly what both women did, not even bothering to knock, simply turning the doorknob and going inside the dark and empty house.

They both sat down on the couch in the living room. The house was barren, but it was furnished, and the power was on. Both of them sat down, and without knowing why, or even pondering any reasoning behind it, started to disrobe. They opened the blouses they had on and then removed their bras before working on their leggings and panties after that. Once they were fully nude, they both felt their cunts become warm and swollen with lust. They couldn’t help themselves; with the heat growing between their thighs, they felt compelled to start to rub themselves. After fifteen minutes of playing with her clit, Felicity reached over and touched her friend, and a rush of energy blasted through the two of them.

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We saw Teresa standing outside the convenience store, and we couldn’t help ourselves. We didn’t even know her name at first. That came after. It was just one of those things. Once Jason and I saw her there, standing in front of the snack counter and browsing her phone, we looked at one another and came to a silent agreement.

I was the first person to approach her. That was how things went with us. Jason sort of depended on me, though he was the “idea man”. He had come up with the whole ploy when I admitted that I had gotten really good with my hypnosis studies. I had never considered doing what he proposed, but once we started, I found myself addicted to the power and all the perks that came with it.

I walked up to Teresa and asked her what her name was before leaning in close and staring down her shirt. She shifted away from me, obviously a bit uncomfortable with how I was acting. I locked eyes with her and then started to explain to her why she shouldn’t be scared of me.

“I’m a nice guy,” I said. “I wouldn’t do you any harm. Trust me. I give you a sense of peace, and belonging.”

Teresa looked at me, still uneasy, for a few more seconds, and then the magic started to take hold. Jason and I had been down this road so many times that it was routine. I wasn’t a master yet, and I knew that I had to be patient with my hypnosis skills. So there was always a delay. That was why Jason insisted that we work together on our “projects”. It meant that if something went south, the other person would be there to help out with a hairy situation. We had come across a few in our travels, but nothing extreme. Mainly people waking from their spell and wondering what the hell was going on. But with both of us working in tandem, things went a lot more smoothly.

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It started as an experiment, really.

I had seen Sadie and Amanda always hanging out together. They were close friends; I later learned they had known one another since freshman year of college. We had mutual friends, and one night during a party, a crazy idea formed in my head when I saw them sitting on the couch while sitting next to each other.

I had started experimenting with my hypnosis subjects the year before. You get bored doing the same thing, over and over. That’s why I called them experiments. I didn’t wanna be like the other hypnotists I had come across in my travels. I wanted to have some fun and variety with my conquests. I figured I was going to take both of them, but I wanted it to be completely different from the other ones.

I wanted to put a different twist on these two. Make them really fun.

I had shaped plenty of women before. It was like a sport at that point. I had made some into freeuse whores, and others into mindless zombies that were only used for sex and nothing else. When it came to Sadie and Amanda, I made them fall in love with each other. Not just that, but obsessed with one another. Their bodies in particular. The girls would lie in bed for hours just stroking one another. Feeling each other up. Grabbing a cunt or a nipple and being gentle or even a bit rough. The girls couldn’t help it. They adored each other more than anything else in the world. They would long stare into each other’s eyes and feel like they were lost in a world of bliss.

I feel I made them happier. Happier than they’d ever been. Maybe you don’t believe me, or maybe you think it was only because they were under my spell, but I feel like my powers bring the best out of people. It gets them to their base, and they give in to what they really desire. That’s what happened with Amanda and Sadie. I made it so their entire world revolved around their counterpart.

But there was another layer, another caveat, that I instilled into their skulls. They could only get off when they had a man present. That meant that all of that fondling and teasing would lead to nothing unless me, or even someone else, was there. It drove them crazy, and since it was cock crazy, it made for some fun times.

The first time I did it to them, I had them both nude and in Sadie’s small apartment. She’s one of those artsy girls with purple, or sometimes some other colored, hair, and her place was kind of a dump, but they always hung out there because Amanda lived with her sister and didn’t like when they smoked weed. I just sat there and watched them start to make out and then finger fuck one another for a good forty-five minutes. By then they were aching, and their knees could no longer support them. That’s when I told them to come and suck me off, and the moment they both touched their lips to my cock, they started to climax.

“Now just imagine how good that will feel when it’s inside you.”

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Paula had been quite popular when she started working in the office. One could see it the moment she walked in. There was an elegance to her that most of the other girls didn’t possess. Paula had come from a wealthy family in Mexico, so she was used to being spoiled. That made for some interesting dynamics when it came time to work as a Free Use Office Girl. Usually, they were timid and submissive, which sounded like the perfect combination for when it came time to have fun with someone during your lunch break. But Paula didn’t give off that vibe. She had what others called a bitchy aura. She didn’t make small talk like the other girls did. She mainly just browsed her phone, looking for the newest sale.

Most would think that men and women both would be turned off by her flippant attitude, but that didn’t matter when it came to Paula. She was so pretty, people overlooked things like that. She had perfect legs, a nice set of tits, and that huge Latina ass that drove everyone crazy. You couldn’t help but stare at her when she walked into the room. She always wore designer clothing and had expensive handbags. The other girls figured the reason she was so popular was that most people assumed they wouldn’t have a shot with her if she wasn’t a FUG. They would probably be too scared to approach her.

But since she was one of the Free Use Girls, none of that mattered. There was free rein over her body once she stepped in the doors, and people didn’t really mind that she was stuck up and only conversed with the higher-ups and other attractive people. They could still stick their dick or tongue inside of her and feel good about it.

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Claire loved her job as a Free Use Girl. She liked the hours and the ease of the work. Sure, it could get intense sometimes, but that only typically happened during break time and lunch. Besides, for the pay, with no experience, you couldn’t beat it. What other job would pay you so well without any education? The position got so popular in town that they froze hiring for it and only allowed the girls to refer their friends if they needed to hire anyone else.

Claire considered herself lucky because of this. She had been working fast food just a few months earlier, and that work felt far more demeaning. At least, as a Free Use Office Girl, she could enjoy her weekends and time off without pinching pennies or worrying about what she would do when she was short on the electric.

Also, the guys in the office were pretty cute. The women too. She also didn’t mind when they approached her and got rough with her. The staff picked up on it, and then she was known as the girl who you would go to if you were feeling the frustration from the day on your shoulders. Everyone considered it a win-win. Claire was fulfilled with her needs, and the people who were going through it would find some relief of their own after fucking her.

Richard had been fighting with Katie all morning. It didn’t help that they worked in the building together, and while they worked in different departments, they saw each other enough where they would rub one another the wrong way. Richard and Katie had been dating for a few months, and recently they had hit a rough patch. Katie felt that Richard could be lazy at times, and Richard thought his girlfriend was uptight sometimes. They hadn’t had sex in a week due to both working overtime and arguing so much when they were able to spend time together.

For some reason Richard couldn’t explain, that morning he woke up by himself and the first thought on his mind wasn’t bills, his angry girlfriend, or his shift at work. It was of Claire, on her knees, and him slamming his cock into her throat. His morning wood pressed so hard against the mattress that he was uncomfortable staying on his stomach. He did his best to think of something else as he got ready for the day, but the vision stayed persistent in his mind.

During his first break, he rushed over to where he had seen Claire stationed earlier in the week. When he saw that she was unattended, he scooted over to her as quickly as he could and fished his cock out before shoving it inside Claire while she remained standing. He stood behind her, his body pressed against hers while he slowly soaked his cock inside her cunt.

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I saw her on the bus. She was young. I couldn’t take my eyes off her. Definitely a sight to behold. I think she could feel my eyes on her, because every few minutes or so, she would look up and around the rest of the car in a nervous state. I would dart my eyes away from her the moment that she started scoping out the scene. This went on for a couple of stops while I contemplated my next move.

I had gone out that day not expecting to find a new target. I was trying to lay low. Some people think that making sex slaves is an easy process, but the reality is that you get exhausted after a nice romp with one. Think about it: you end up spending hours, sometimes even days, in bed plowing some unsuspecting subject. There are some episodes where I don’t even run out of depraved things that I do to them. I had just gotten rid of a mind-blanked girl a few days before that bus ride. I wanted to take a couple of weeks off before taking in a new one.

But this girl was special. She had an amazing rack. I just love coming across young women who are super petite and short but have an incredible bust. When this particular young lady got on the bus, I could see her breasts jiggling with each step she took. I felt my cock getting hard and even though I tried my best to think of other shit, like baseball scores or the problems we have in the Middle East, I just couldn’t take my mind off of her body.

I had to make a decision. I knew that she wouldn’t be on the bus forever. That’s the issue with life. You can’t sit around and not pull the trigger. I learned that years ago.

I walked over to the girl and sat down beside her. She looked up at me from her phone, shot me a nervous smile, and then looked down at her device again. I could sense the nervousness radiating off her. She was worried about this strange, older man who had just come and sat beside her. But I wasn’t shaken. I was only inches away from her. The next part of the plan would be the easiest.

I decided to take a closer look at her. She couldn’t have been much older than 21. She had that youthful look about her. You know the one I’m talking about. We all have it around that age. It’s a mix of stupidity and hope. That feeling and appearance of having the world by the balls before reality tends to knock us on our ass. That would be a perfect description of her. Well, this little cunt was about to get an experience of a lifetime. One that she would never remember, as well. See, when I end up blanking women, I will just erase any part of their memory that I reside in. It’s for the best. Sure, I know that I give them a fucking of a lifetime, but I also don’t want too many people privy to what I can do. See, hypnosis is still looked at as fantastical. Most people think that it’s not real. But it is. I’ll show you right now.

All I need to do is have my target get an eyeful of a little trinket that I hold inside my pocket at all times. Most people will allow their eyes to take in the sight of anything shiny. That’s what happened here. I pulled the small chain from my pocket and allowed the charm at the end to swing to and fro in front of me. The young woman beside me looked over at the swinging jewel and that was all it took. She stared at it deeply and then a few seconds later I could see a shift in her demeanor. Her shoulders slumped over and her eyes drained any intelligence that may have been there before.

No one else on the bus noticed. Why would they? Everyone is so wrapped up in their phones these days, that it makes finding new slaves as easy as pie. I looked around to see if there was a chance that anyone else saw what I did, but no one was paying the two of us any mind. I leaned into the young girl’s shoulder and started talking to her.

“Hey there,” I said. “What’s your name?”

“Angie.”

“Hello Angie. My name is Andrew. Where are you going?”

“I’m going home. I was going to go and study for class and then go to bed.”

“Well, not any more love. You’re going to come home with me. When I’m done with you, then you’ll go home. Understand?”

“Yes, I understand.”

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Heather was such a good chapter leader. She sent out a group text or some shit to get all the girls to check in before their next class or study session, and by the end of the night, all of the members were under my control. I decided to celebrate, and I took over one of the bedrooms and had Heather march in with the different girls as the evening went on. I knew there was no way I could get through all of them, so I told Heather to only get the prettiest ones and bring them to me.

“Yes, of course, Master. I’ll only bring the most beautiful sisters for you to claim...”

After that, I lay back and had the girls order a pizza, and I just fucked away at the different ones that Heather brought in for me. The ones that I really liked were given another dose of the remote and told to stand off in the corner so I could keep track of the real winners. Part of my plan was to not only have the sorority house have a constant stream of new women for me to fuck, but I also planned on having the select few that were chosen to become regulars in my rotation. I mean, why not, right? Even if they did live out of state, they would be there for around nine months of the year.

The first keeper was a girl named Bailey. She was a short stack with a southern accent. I thought that was hot, even with her droning in that weird way that mind-blanked girls did after I shot them with my remote. I had her take everything off, and I inspected her body while she stood still in the middle of the bedroom.

“Do you like what you see, Master?”

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I had it made, but I was also selling myself short. I tend to do that sometimes. I’ll only see the short term of things, and not the long term, and that really fucks you in the end. But who could blame me? I had developed my skills qu…

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Z found two black women standing near the entrance that tickled his fancy. Maya and Lana. Maya was more petite than her friend, but it wasn’t that noticeable when Z commanded both of them to get on their knees and start to suck him. From his vantage point, with both of them being on the floor, he only judged their hungry mouths while he continued to fondle the Latinas he captured in the parking lot.

He took in the sights of the club. Everywhere he looked, people were dancing and drinking. Having the time of their lives. Z wasn’t sure why, but he always felt like festive places were more ideal hunting grounds than quiet neighborhoods and communities. It could be that the women in these environments always dress so provocatively. That was what caught his eye with Sandra and Sylvia, and it was what first caught his attention when it came to Maya. Her low-cut dress had transfixed him, and he envisioned himself fucking her breasts. Once that thought struck him, all bets were off.

He reached down and freed her tits from their casing. Maya was not wearing a bra, and her mounds swung out of the fabric that held them easily. He inserted his rod between her cleavage, and after waving his hand over Lana’s head, she began to assist her friend with licking his helmet while he slid in and out of Maya’s tits.

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The two women had stuck out to Z when he had entered the parking lot. He had learned long before that night that nightclubs and strips of the city that were littered with bars were ideal hunting grounds. He knew for certain that he would be able to find something to play with. When he saw Sandra and Sylvia walking together through the parking lot, sporting their body suits, he had to take notice.

He approached the two women quickly. He wanted to get a better look at them. For some reason, Z was feeling particularly odd that evening. He was growing bored with run-of-the-mill women. He had his fair share of the weeks prior, gorging himself on as many mortals as he could get his hands on. He decided that evening that he was going to be a bit more choosy with his prey. He looked over the duo from behind, watching their ample behinds wave back and forth as they made their way to the line that would admit them to the club.

They didn’t make it. Z waved his hands in the air, and the two of them were trapped under his power. Z wasn’t a mortal, like the others that were walking around him. He could manipulate them easily, as if it were a game. Sandra and Sylvia weren’t even aware that he had taken control of them. That’s how powerful a being he was. He was able to shape and mold their minds exactly as he saw fit, and he was able to control the thoughts and sights of those around him as well. Everyone who was in the parking lot and the surrounding area forgot about the two thick Latinas who were walking to the bar. They stopped in their tracks, looked one another in the eye, and started to share a deep kiss.

Z liked it when his slaves put on a show for him. It helped to get him excited, especially when the women were stunning, like Sandra and Sylvia were. He hadn’t seen women as beautiful as they were for a few towns over. There were even a few recent stops where he didn’t bed any women at all, which was a rarity these days, with how fitness and cosmetic surgery had taken hold of the public. The two women that Z had come across that night were in a league of their own.

His hands traveled their curves as they stayed locked in their embrace. Their minds could only process wanting pleasure and receiving it. Once the two laid eyes on each other, they couldn’t keep their hands off one another. The two who had known each other for years, and they had never felt such a pull toward one another. Sylvia couldn’t get enough of Sandra’s ample breasts. She was licking them through the thin fabric of the body suit that her friend was wearing.

When Z reached down between their two legs, he felt how wet both of them were, and he patted himself on the back for having the forethought to make the two of them obsessed with each other. That always seemed to be the easiest way to get sluts ready for him to play with. He ripped off their bodysuits, with Sandra being first, followed by Sylvia. They came off with one quick motion, with his fist grabbing the top of their collars and then coming down smoothly in front of their bodies. Sandra was then turned around and entered from behind. Her friend, Sylvia, caught up in her programming, begged Z to fuck her hard.

“Yes, that’s it, take her! Fuck her hard, Master! Take her pussy. Make it yours. Show her. Show her that she belongs to you now.”

“Yes!” Sandra screamed out. “Fuck me! Please! Oh my God, you feel so good! Keep doing that! Keep doing that!”

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Eve, Stacy, and Honey had been laughing for what felt like ages. Honey’s sides were hurting, and she felt some of the anxiety that she held in her chest begin to evaporate while she hung out with her new friends. She had no idea that she had so much in common with Eve. She was glad Stacy had worked as a go-between for the two of them. It made Honey have a veil of safety placed upon her being.

The trio had started with wine pretty early in the day, but they were on vacation, what they all called a “staycation”. The normalcy of their regular day evaporated with the summer heat. The girls weren’t answering to their usual responsibilities, so that meant that midday wine was allowed.

This aura of freedom did something odd to Stacy. She was more emboldened than Honey had seen her in the time they had been friends. Honey didn’t know what to make of it; whether it was performative or genuine was a constant thought in her head. There was something about Stacy that struck Honey as someone who was hiding something. Some things didn’t add up, or she wasn’t being truly authentic. But as the wine started to flow, that barrier appeared to be crashing down.

Honey noticed that Stacy was also attached to her phone. She kept on picking it up and smiling at it, sometimes giggling to herself. Eve didn’t pick up on it at first. But after Honey pointed out how giddy her friend was each time she checked her device, Eve started probing.

“Is it what’s his name?” Eve asked.

“Tony?” Stacy said, her cheeks turning red as the name left her lips.

Honey dialed in on Stacy’s emotional shift. She was a people watcher, and she had seen Stacy’s demeanor turn as they all sat there together. It fascinated her. Stacy always kept herself so well put together. It surprised Honey to see her coming undone as Eve teased her about it.

“Tony!” Eve said, emphasizing the NY portion of his name. Clearly, the girls had rapport with this individual, though Honey hadn’t been privy to why he was such a big deal. But the way Stacy was turning a deep crimson, it was clear that he was.

“Who is Tony?” Honey asked, taking another sip.

“It’s Stacy’s lover...” Eve swooned.

“A lover? I didn’t know that you had a lover.”

“Oh,” Stacy said, trying to control the conversation but failing as soon as she started going over excuses in her head. “He’s some guy I met at the gym. I just don’t like to talk about my conquests.”

“Huh,” Eve said. “From the sound of what you were telling me yesterday, it sounds like he’s the one conquesting.”

Honey laughed. The statement only pushed her curiosity more. She wondered why her friend was being so coy and so secretive to boot.

“Well, don’t leave me in suspense.”

Eve and Stacy shared a look with one another, as if they were both pondering letting Honey in on their secret. Finally, Stacy started explaining how she had met Tony, and once the gate was breached, she couldn’t stop herself. Tony was a personal trainer at the gym she just joined. She initially went to him to discuss training sessions, but once she noticed he was flirting with her, she couldn’t stop herself. She got his number under the pretext that they would schedule some workouts together, but from the first text message on, Stacy made it known that she wanted Tony to work out more than her thighs and biceps.

Honey listened intently to the recap. She took occasional swigs from her glass. It had been months since she had been with a man. A small glint of jealousy arose in her chest, but she tamped it down with more booze.

“But anyway,” Stacy said as she finished up her tale, “he keeps on telling me that he wants to see me tonight. Right now, actually. But I told him that I was with you guys, and he said he doesn’t care.”

“Doesn’t care?” Honey said.

“Like, he said that he wants to have me and he doesn’t care who is around. I keep telling him it’s a girl’s weekend, but he said he won’t stay long and that you two won’t mind.”

“I guess I wouldn’t mind,” Eve said.

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I had been spending some time at the local university. You know, just window shopping. I knew I could have any woman there I wanted, but the hunt was sometimes more exciting than catching a fresh one. Some days I was just content with staring. Have you seen how they dress? It’s incredible. Their asses are practically hanging out these days. You would be surprised how many hours you can waste, just sitting on a college campus and taking in the sights and sounds.

No one would really notice me. That’s how things have been my entire life. I was a nobody. Some probably think that’s bad, but I think it’s a good thing. Especially now. I don’t really want to stick out or have people recognize me. Not when I am able to do what I do.

I can make anyone do anything I want. I discovered a book a few years back that taught me about the power of hypnosis. All I need is a strobe light and the magic words. Once someone hears those words while simply looking into the light, they are mine. The best thing about it is that every smartphone nowadays has a light on it. Getting an app to make it strobe was easy enough, and getting tons of women to do whatever you wanted to them after was even easier.

I decided that the University was the best place to go hunting. I had scored so many incredibly hot pieces of ass there. It’s a prestigious school, which meant that it had beautiful women from all over the world attending. This particular time was near the evening, as the sun was going down, and there weren’t too many people out. I usually go hunting on Tuesdays and Thursdays, when the campus isn’t as populated. As I said before, I really wasn’t trying to stick out too much. I try to keep a low profile when I’m out hunting because if anyone found out what I was doing, it would be hard to be able to mind-blank them all.

Then I saw her. I saw the way she was walking before anything else. There was a way she moved that made my dick get incredibly hard. She was swaying her hips back and forth. It was marvelous. I followed her with my eyes for a few seconds, then I got up from the table I was sitting at and began to follow her. I was sitting in the mall area, an open space near the library and the planetarium. I liked sitting there because there was a lot of foot traffic, and far away enough from things where women couldn’t make a run for it if things went south. They never did, but you think of these things beforehand so you don’t run into bullshit later on.

The girl I was staring at was short, with long black hair. She was Asian, with silky, pale skin and a nice round ass for a little Asian slut. That was what made her stick out. She had this nice, expensive black and white striped skirt and an incredible bottom that stuck out behind her, and her hips were bewitching. She was wearing expensive sunglasses, and I watched as she checked on her reflection with her forward-facing camera on her phone.

She was vain and shallow, just like I liked them. What was the point of blanking some smart nerd? Those were no fun. The important part of them was drained out the moment the magic words left my lips. No, the superficial and slutty ones, who kept their bodies in perfect condition, and waxed their little pussies so their boyfriends would fuck them were the ones I liked to grab. The little bitch fit the bill perfectly.

I waited until traffic dwindled to just the two of us. Then, when I felt the time was right, I simply walked right up to her and tapped her on the shoulder.

“Excuse me,” I started to say, “do I know you?”

She turned and looked at me inquisitively.

“Yeah, I do know you. One second.”

She seemed confused, but the way I had worded my sentence was enough to hold her in place. That’s when I pointed my flashlight at her and started to strobe it while repeating the ancient phrase that would take control of her.

Then, she was mine. I couldn’t see her eyes, because of her huge sunglasses, but I could tell by the way she slumped over that she belonged to me. I grabbed her shoulder and then looked around before guiding her behind some bushes that were nearby. They were tall and thick, and since there wasn’t any foot traffic, I figured it would be okay to just use the girl’s mouth right there and then.

She came along just fine. When a woman is blanked, they do whatever you tell them to do. You get to fill their heads up. And you can put in whatever you want. I mean, whatever… I told her to get on her knees and suck me off, and that’s exactly what she did. No muss, no fuss. I whipped my cock out and dangled it in front of her for a few seconds and she opened wide and took it in her mouth.

She looked really pretty. I took those sunglasses off and got a real good look at her. There would be no way I would ever get a girl like her without my little trick. She was a 10. I took my cock away from her, and she began to beg me for it. See, when you tell one of them to do something, they don’t want to do anything else. It makes them feel weird. So the little slut started begging for my cock.

“No, master! Please, let me have it back. Please!”

“Alright, sweetie, alright. Here ya go.”

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Richard was perplexed. He couldn’t close his mouth when Stephanie was finished speaking.

“You can’t be serious,” he said, his brow furrowed with a gleam of sweat forming on his forehead.

“I’m serious. Why would I lie about something like that?”

“Because it sounds ridiculous. I mean, it’s like something out of a movie.”

“We’re living in a new age. Technology can do some pretty far out things. Don’t be so judgmental.”

“I guess there isn’t anything wrong with it if you are into it, but it just sounds so extreme.”

Stephanie smirked and then got up to get him some more coffee.

“It’s actually pretty liberating. I don’t mind it at all. Besides, it’s kind of hot when you think about it.”

“Whatever floats your boat. I just wouldn’t be the type to let people have complete control of my body, I guess.”

Stephanie had informed Richard that she was one of the Mind Blanked Hostesses he had been hearing about in the news lately. These women would go into an office downtown, have someone hypnotize them, and then send them out to be courtesans for wealthy men around town, sometimes even the state. Richard had thought it was some sick joke, a way to make a clickbait headline to pull in readers, but after Stephanie announced that she was doing it as a career, he had no choice but to accept it as reality. And Stephanie, a friend since college, was one of them.

“You think it’s hot?” Richard asked when she handed him his mug.

“Of course I do. I wouldn’t do it, otherwise.”

“Do you like, remember anything that happens during it? Afterward, I mean.”

“No, not really. You have this weird sense of time being lost, but it’s not different than when you smoke a bit too much weed. Sometimes, I don’t even realize time has slipped away anymore.”

“So like, how do they do it? How do they program you?”

“It’s mainly through audible triggers. Most of the girls have secret phrases that programs them. Some of them use a song. I guess it depends on the girl.”

“And what’s yours?”

Stephanie smiled. “Well, my trigger is a secret word. Bonanza! It doesn’t work if I’m the one who says it. Only if a male says it.”

Stephanie sat back on the couch and took a sip from her brew. “Kinda wild, right? It’s a radio frequency that they start you out with. They blast it into your head for a week. Then, they tell you how you will be programmed and it works pretty damn well. I’ve seen countless women get hypnotized that way.”

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