Alice's

Heather Learson smiled at her boyfriend. Ever since Alice’s sudden move he’d been much more pliable. She really had been a bad influence on him.

For her entire life, Heather had always gotten what she wanted. Her father owned one of the larger microchip factories in the northern hemisphere and the wealth definitely trickled down. Well, to her, not to the employees of course. The wealth and power of her father even meant that though she was technically free use, as quite a lot of people’s jobs in their town depended on her father, people were hesitant to exercise their rights. This went for her mother, Mandy, as well. Her little brother on the other hand had already knocked up half the teachers at their school and lived the life of a sultan, or one of those OZ Alphas.

Heather just smirked whenever she saw him fuck one of those silly bitches. They all thought he’d provide for them, but Bryce tended to discard his toys when he was done with them quite efficiently.

But Chad was firmly back in line, driving her home in the car her father had given him. Of all her own toys, Chad was her favorite. She mentally counted the other cheerleaders as hers, given they obeyed her quite thoroughly. She’d chosen the boyfriends for each of them after all, loaned them out to daddy’s business associates as needed. Even arranged two of their marriages to particularly wealthy clients or business partners of her father’s.

She frowned as they pulled up the driveway, she expected the cars of the other cheerleaders, they had agreed to meet here to go over a couple of routines. But unexpectedly, her father’s car as well as a car she didn’t recognize, were also parked there. Her father had been in some sort of business dispute and lawsuit the past few months. Going to work early and coming home late.

He’d refused to sell the factory to some really creepy old dude and had successfully fought off a hostile takeover. When she’d visited his office to bring him his lunch (home made panini and her homeroom teacher, Ms. Hor who’d been rude to her) he'd explained with a somewhat tired grin how he’d not only deflected the take-over, but through shorting the shares of the buying company dealt them a significant financial setback.

He’d asked her to sign some documents, explaining that it was necessary to transfer a number of his shares to her. Due to some technicality he needed to divest stock and to prevent it from going to the market, so he’d signed them over to her. “You’re the only one I can trust, princess.”

Gaining her father’s trust had made Heather so happy she could have kissed him. Sometimes she’d fantasized about living in an OZ and them being full partners in every way. Perhaps she could arrange a visit in the future? Her mother never factored into Heather’s thoughts at all. She was the trophy wife that provided her daddy with children and spent his money; that was it.

“Your father having people over?”

“Maybe, Daddy didn’t say anything. Usually he asks me to provide the entertainment. But the girls are here, so I’m sure something can be arranged.” She kissed him on the cheek. “I’ll see you next week, Chad. Don’t be late to the ball.”

“I won’t,” Chad said, barely holding back the exasperation from his voice. His own father was a plant supervisor at Learson’s factory. He’d been promoted twice in the time that Chad been dating Heather, but they all knew it was a double-edged blade.

“Daddy? Mari?” Heather walked in, surprised to find no one in the hall. Usually Maribella, their maid, was there immediately to welcome her home and take her coat. Heather wrinkled her nose; the smell of sex was clear in the air. Did Daddy make use of her friends already? He usually left arranging that up to her.

“Tiffany? Brittany?” She called out, the backyard and pool area were empty as well, as were the living room and dining room. She shivered slightly as she moved to the stairs, hearing very faint feminine grunting noises. “Alexis? Anyone?”

Heather gingerly used the stairs, step by step. “Mother? This isn’t funny!” She heard a slightly louder grunt before the sounds stopped, only one door in the hallway, her parent’s bedroom, wasn’t completely shut. Heather felt like she was in some sort of horror movie as the smell kept getting more pronounced. She wasn’t a prude in any sense but this smelled like the time she’d had Alice gang-banged: semen, sweat and pussy juice.

Heather pushed the door open and almost fell to her knees in shock. Her friends were scattered around the room, naked, bodies matted with cum, seed dripping from every orifice. And her mother, her own mother, kneeling, similarly stained, a fresh batch of jizz dripping from her slit as she was licking the biggest cock Heather had ever seen. A true monster in every sense of the word, right out of one of the hentai she occasionally watched.

“Ah, right on time,” The words cut right through her as Heather's eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

“No… no that’s not…”

“Surprised to see me?” Alice smirked, slapping her cock against Mandy’s face which produced only slight moans from her.

“What… what did you do to them? Who else is here?”

“Hmm? Oh nothing much, just exercised my rights under the free use laws” Alice grinned. “As for who else is here, my mentor is in the study, speaking with your father. Nothing that should concern you.”

Heather spun around, trying to go to her father’s study when Alice said “No, I don’t think so. Tiffany?”

A nearly comatose Tiffany, who had been laying there suddenly stuck out her hand and grabbed Heather’s ankle. “Let go!” she hissed, but Tiffany didn’t respond.

“Good girl,” Alice purred, giving Heather goosebumps as she watched a dazed smile appear on Tiffany’s face at the praise.

“They’re all very compliant, once they realize who’s in charge. But you knew that already, didn’t you? I hated them all really, but I’ve had a revelation. It wasn’t truly their fault. Oh they’ll pay, sure. But they were...Just. Following. Orders. Happily, nothing need change for them. In fact, they’ll be much happier with their new stations.”

Heather kept pulling at her leg, shouting as she felt a second hand, Brittany’s, grab her other ankle.

“Such a good girl,” Alice smiled again. “I didn’t even have to ask that time, look at how intuitive they are to their mistress’s needs!”

“You’re insane!” Heather hissed, fear showing on her face. “You’ll go to jail for this!”

“Will I? Somehow I don’t think so. You on the other hand…”

“What… what do you mean?”

“Heather Learson, under the free use laws I demand you come over here and take over from your mother in sucking my cock.”

“You have gone insane if you think that I…”

“Of course you don’t have to. I’m not a ****. The girls will let you go in a moment. But if you don’t… I believe refusing a free use order is a felony. Punishments are… quite harsh.”

“And your poor mother is quite out of it. I really do need a fresh pair of lips,” Alice smiled as Heather paled.

“I… I’ve got money.”

“So do I, but do you know what I don’t have? Your mouth on my cock. Decide Heather, but do so quickly. My patience is running out.”

Heather almost fell forward as the hands around her ankles suddenly let go. She gulped, Alice didn’t make an idle threat. She’d seen the cops take away people who had refused free use orders. She was blackmailing several women herself with proof of refusal. The punishments were never mild either. Not just prison time, but ‘therapy’ against ‘frigidity’ as well. She’d seen people return from therapy like that, none of them so much as hesitated to fuck ever again.

She stepped forward towards the bed, trying to look anywhere but Alice’s triumphant face. Of course that meant her eyes were drawn to the beast in between her legs even more, where her mother was mechanically licking it.

“Lose the top, let me see those tits,” Alice jeered.

Heather grimaced at the tone. Nobody spoke to her like that! But she obeyed.

“A bit small, but we can fix that later.”

“Not everyone’s a cow like you!” Heather snarled.

Alice just laughed. “So there’s some fight in you, good. Breaking these" she gestures at the pile of cheerleaders, "was too easy. I prefer a challenge.”

“Do your worst, you freak. You were a freak before and getting that,” Heather gestured to Alice’s new appendage, “only made it worse. I bet you’ve got a hair trigger. And if you think Chad will want to be with you when he sees that…” Heather **** herself to laugh.

Alice looked angry for a moment before regaining control. “Chad? Oh you mean your boyfriend. Not really a man though, is he? Just a pet on your leash. Chad is a name for a man. Or at least a manly cock. This,” She pointed to her cock as Heather stopped in front of her. “This is Chad. Say hello to your new boyfriend Heather. Well… maybe more, since you'll be worshiping him.” Alice grabbed Heather’s hair and pulled her to her knees. Heather was about to respond when Alice’s cock hit her in her face, slathering it with her mother’s pussy juice and Alice’s semen. Alice rested the cock on her face for a moment where it started drooling more precum then Chad’s regular actual semen loads.

“Open,” Alice commanded. That voice accepted no disobedience, no backtalk. Heather was surprised at herself as her body obeyed before she had a chance to think. And then Alice was inside. If Heather thought the smell was penetrating, it had nothing on the taste. It was getting harder to think, Alice’s cock thrusting inside of her, the taste permeating her mouth, her entire being. It wasn’t so much a blowjob as it was Alice holding her hair tightly and using it to steady her head while Alice softly fucked her mouth.

“There… isn’t that better?” Alice smirked as Heather gagged, trying to push Alice away, her hands on Alice’s surprisingly muscular thighs. “Take it,” Alice grunted, completely ignoring Heather’s feeble attempts. “**** on it! Who's the slut now!” Alice snarled as she went deeper, ramming against Heather’s throat, forcing it to open up. In spite of having cum enough already to fill a bathtub, it didn’t take long for Alice to cum down Heather’s throat. The first few shots went right down her throat, but Alice pulled back and emptied the rest on Heather’s tongue. “Taste it… that’s it. Swallow! Good girl.” Alice let go of her hair and petted her head.

Heather had never been more humiliated in her life, being treated like… like a pet! But her body responded to Alice’s treatment of her. She’d never been wetter either. And then… everything went blank for a moment as an orgasm shook through her body the moment Alice dumped her load on her tongue and called her a good girl. She swallowed instinctively.

“I think you liked that, didn’t you?” Alice smirked as Heather slowly came down from her high. Coming from swallowing cum… tears started to drop down her cheeks from the humiliation. At least everyone else in the room was near comatose, nobody saw her treatment.

“Bad girl though, coming without your mistress’s permission…”

“You… ugh ugh…” Heather coughed. “You’re not my mistress! I don’t need your permission to… to…”

“Have the best orgasm of your life?” Alice smirked again. “But I am, and you do kitty. You absolutely do. And the sooner you learn that, the happier you’ll be.” Alice grabbed Heather’s hair and pulled her up by it, causing Heather to cry out. Alice sat down on the bed, pulling Heather over her lap, flipping up her skirt. “Nice thong,” she remarked, one hand holding Heather down tightly. Heather struggled, trying to break free but even one of Alice’s arms seemed enough to keep her there.

“Wait… wait… you can’t be serious…”

“Bad girls need to be punished, kitty. What kind of irresponsible pet owner would I be if I didn’t teach you proper discipline?”

“You insane bitch!”

Alice tsk’d. “That's only added ten swats. You’re up to twenty now. I’m going to need you to count them out as I give them to you, otherwise they don’t count.”

“I will not be treated like… OWWWW!”

Alice waited a moment before delivering another strike. “If you don’t count them, it’ll only mean more.”

“Fuck you! AHHHHH!”

Alice shook her head. “I have the time, don’t have anywhere to be.”

“Go to heAARGH!”

“I can do this aaaaall day.”

“Please… I’m sorry okay… I’m sorry for what we did… for what I did…. I can pay, whatever you want I can… AAAAH!”

“What I want, is for you to count.”

“No… no you can’t…. can’t make me…. OOOW!”

There was a small pause as Alice raised her hand again before Heather said, with a small voice, “One”

“Good girl!”

“AAAAAAH! Two.” Heather sniffed.

“That’s it, isn’t it much nicer to obey?”

“AAAAAAAH! Three…”

“T..twenty… oh god… please… no more…. no more…”

“Good girl” Alice said soothingly, stroking Heather’s hair as she sobbed. “Good kitty. We won’t need to do more if you’ll be obedient, and you will, won’t you?”

Heather didn’t respond at first, Alice pulled her head back by her hair. “Won’t you?”

“Y...yes…”

“Yes who?”

“Yes…. mistress” Alice beamed, breaking Heather slightly inside as she felt herself smiling back, as if an adoring pet!

“Now for the last round. Now I understand you’re a bit unlucky, kitten. Allergy to the pill, so your poor little puppy always has to wear a condom. But a real Alpha, the real Chad, he doesn’t wear condoms.” Alice lifted her up as if it was nothing, putting her on the bed on all fours.

“Wait… wait you can’t mean... you can’t be serious…” Heather tried to crawl away but stopped immediately as she saw Alice raise her hand as if to spank her again. Alice grabbed Heather’s hip with one hand, the other rubbing her cock against Heather's wet slit.

“But now that bad luck has turned into good luck, hasn’t it? Didn’t you always say you would have Chad’s babies later? Well why wait? You, you lucky girl, get to have them right now.” Heather couldn’t scream as the massive cock rammed into her, knocking the breath out of her. Alice showed no mercy, didn’t give her any time to adapt as she started to pound her. Heather’s legs gave out almost right away, putting them in the pronebone position, Alice pistoning her monster in Heather’s cunt, stretching it beyond anything she’d ever experienced.

“You like that, you slut, you whore, you filthy cunt?” Alice hissed in her ear while using her as if she was nothing more than an object. “This is going to be your life now, as my personal cockwarmer. At least until I tire of you, then who knows where you’ll end up. But don’t worry about that kitty, you’re going to have so much orgasms your mind will turn to mush. You’ll be happy to sign your adoption forms to come live with me in Queen’s River. After all, what is left for you here?”

"..daddy…” Heather whispered, tears rolling down her eyes as one orgasm after another shook her body. She knew Alice was right, the pleasure was too great, she’d be addicted to it, to Alice. Just like the others in this room, but there was one hope left. “Daddy’ll save me.”

Alice laughed loudly, grunting as she filled Heather’s pussy for the first but certainly not the last time. Heather felt Alice coming inside of her, feeling her pussy flood with Alice’s fertile cum, imagining the swimmers trying to reach her womb. For some reason she couldn’t explain, this triggered another orgasm in her.

“Save you? If he hasn’t already, why do you think he will now?”

“I… I don’t…” Heather whispered, dazed, still coming.

“Don’t understand?” Alice said mockingly, before starting her rhythm up again, having lost none of her hardness. She pulled Heather’s head up by her hair, forcing her to look straight ahead, Heather seeing the camera with the blinking red light for the first time.

“See, daddy’s been watching all this time. He put up a bit of a fuss when we first arrived and tried to invoke free use laws on his wife. I’m afraid the officers on the scene weren’t very gentle with him. Oh don’t worry, he’s fine. Just… a little tied up at the moment. But I’m sure he’s enjoying the show we’re putting up for him.”

As Alice started to thrust again, Heather started to scream, her eyes fixed on the camera capturing every moment.