A tough conversation for all involved.

[Author's Note: There is no direct-sex in this chapter, but contains dirty talk.]

You stagger down into Veronica's kitchen, exhausted and spent from yet another sex-filled day. It was a tough life, but someone had to do it. How many holes had you dumped your sticky spunk into since you started using this bracelet? It had all been an erotic blur of more tits and ass you had ever seen in your entire life up until this point... if we're excluding the internet, of course.

While entering the kitchen, you notice the stove-top fire going with the two lovely Vasquez ladies preparing their supper. More importantly, they were still blissfully ignorant or uncaring that they were completely naked in front of you.

"Mr. Smith, would you like to join us for dinner?" The older Miss Vasquez inquired, casually scooping her slender fingers into her cunt and digging out your thick load. She flicks the gooey white substance into the sink and rinses her hand without a second thought, as if your cleaning up your creampie was just a chore.

"Uh, no thanks, I already ate." You started, taking a seat at the counter and thinking about what to say, "So, you two don't think it's at all weird that as reparations, I can just fuck you however I want?" Veronica spins around a shoots you a venomous glare.

"It's totally weird!" She retorted fiercely, "You just nut inside my mom without any protection asshole!"

"Shush Veronica," Her mom said curtly, "There's nothing strange about it Mr. Smith, I know my daughter has caused you significant grief at school. It's only fair that you receive free access to our bodies as compensation." Veronica gave her hypnotized mother a bewildered stare, completely unaware of her own absurd behavior. Even so, the two beautiful latinas were at vastly different levels of mind control. It was time for a small experiment!

"Well, Veronica, " You speak slowly, considering what to say, "What exactly did you do to me on the bus this morning?"

"I sucked your cock and made you decorate my face with cum." The sexy teen declared. You had never heard a lewd statement said with so much pride and gusto, even you were taken aback. Her mother gasps, her hands clutching imaginary pearls at hearing of such cruelty.

"Veronica! How could you be so mean!" Miss Vasquez lectured, "I am so sorry, Mr Smith, would you like to have sex with me again?" You cocked your head, this was your first experience with such conflicting values and answers! Surly the bracelet was all powerful... these dumb bimbos didn't even know what they were talking about anymore!

"No thank you," You replied, "But, Veronica... how is you sucking my dick and what I did to your mother 10 minutes ago any different?"

"Because!" Veronica shouted indignantly, her small chest jiggling, "You're a gross pervert and you deserved it!"

"So you would be fine, say having one of your friends put me in a headlock while you ride me until I blow my load inside you?" You push harder, "But if I stood up right now and bent you over the counter, you would think that's weird?"

"Ugh, how are you so dense?" Veronica sneered, "Yes! It makes sense for me to do that, but if you do it, that's totally different." You purse your lips and hold your head in your hands, your brain fizzling at this strange revelation.

"Ay, my hija," Miss Vasquez clicked her tongue, as she began preparing food, "What are we going to do with you... such a troublemaker! You are going to be a good girl now, right?"

"Yes mama." Veronica sighed with resignation and you decided to drop the topic. Short of breaking their mind control, you felt that this conversation wasn't going to be very fruitful. As the Vasquez women prepare and eat their food, you relax quietly and think about the past few days, wondering what to do.