(New) Misstress of the House

"I wanna make them our slaves." She purred happily. "I want them to still be my parents, but I want them to be totally obedient to us."

You blink in surprise, and then shrug. "Okay baby. Whatever makes you happy." With that you trap Sammy's parents in one of your sphere's watching the rage in their faces drain placidly away. Even with your powers, it takes the better part of an hour before you've talked your way past their mental defenses, under their subconscious, and into the deepest most fundamental parts of their brains. "All right Peter, Cathy. You are deeply entranced. So deeply entrance that we are at the bedrock of you mind. Anything I tell you will sink deep into that bedrock, changing you on the most fundamental level. Unbreakable, eternal, these commands will form the basis of your personality, and will be the guiding **** for everything that you do. Are you ready for the foundation of your new world?"

"Yes." They replied in unison.

"Listen closely." You say. "You love Sammy and you trust me completely. You exist to serve, pleasure, and protect us. Your obedience to us is as natural as breathing, and as secret as shadows. I am your master and Sammy is your mistress. You need not publicly acknowledge us as such, but you know in your hearts that what we are. We alone have the right to this unprecedented access of your mind. Whenever your master or mistress is before you and ask that you 'Open the gates of your mind', you will return to an obedient trance state. Your personalities will remain unchanged, but you will serve us forever." You tip your head to one side, feeling that it was kind of anticlimactic, but you're sure the results should be satisfactory. Nodding in satisfaction you bring the trio up into an obedient trance state and leave a few more commands before you wake them up completely.

Sammy stretched and looked at her parents. "So am I off the hook?"

"Of course you are, baby." Cathy said warmly. "Just remember that we need to know where you are, so we can serve you."

"We trust you completely, sir. So we're leaving our only baby completely in your hands. Take care of her."

"You don't even have to ask me that, Peter." You say firmly clasping the older man's hand. "She's my angel, and I'll always watch over her."

"Well then we're done here. If you don't mind this old man is gonna take a nap." Peter settled into his recliner and was soon snoring contentedly.

"I'm going up to my room." Sammy says with a quick kiss on the cheek, as she sprinted up the stairs.

"Um, Cathy... do you mind if I use your bathroom?" You ask, setting the last of your post hypnotic plan into motion.

"Of course." She purrs. "I'll take you there." With the slightest of movements she beckons you upstairs past the main bathroom to her private bath in the master bedroom. "The bathroom is just through here, of course. But I don't think you actually needed it."

"So what do you think I needed?" I prompted, reaching the end of my post hypnotic script.

"I think you wanted me. I know I wanted you."

"You wanted me?" You arch an eyebrow in surprise. "Why on earth would you want me?"

"I have to make sure you're good enough to please my daughter." She said primly, stripping off her top.

"Mom can I- HEY!" Sammy looked utterly pissed framed by the door. "What the hell are you doing with my boyfriend?"

"I have to make sure he's up to snuff, dear." Cathy said dispassionately as she continued to strip. "He's not a good lover if he can't please you."

"Oh for the love of-" Sammy starts ripping off her own clothes. "We do threesomes, mom, so if you try him alone you'll be sorely disappointed. Now, one of us gets his cock and one of us gets his mouth. You pick, baby."

You realize that whoever goes on your cock is going to get a shot of your mind controlling cum, so you have to decide who's gonna take that ride.