Bad luck (mind control)

Jane couldn't stay there anymore. She was sick of the atmosphere at the house, sick of being told what she should do and what she should say. She couldn't stand that small town and its backward mentality. She needed to go to a big town, to become someone, to exist.

So, she was there on the side of the main road, hitchhiking. A few cars passed next to her before one stopped.

"Where are you going?" The driver asked.

"The big town, please."

"I almost go there, get in."

"Thanks."

Jane sat on the passenger seat and the car drove away. During the travel, they talked about life and other things, but a strange smell was floating in the car, and she couldn't pinpoint what it was. Still, it was intoxicating, and the more she smelled it, the more she liked it.

After an hour drive, the man left the main road for a smaller one and stopped the car on the side of it.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm going to get out of the car, pull down your pants and fuck you, is that ok with you?"

"I... I..." Jane tried to object. She knew she had to. But, she couldn't. "Yes..." She finally said.

The man left the car made her come out, dropped her pants and get his cock out of his pants. She bent down obediently when he pushed a bit, and she felt his cock pushing deep in her pussy. He then fucked her from behind for almost an hour. If she wasn't really happy about it, by the end of it, she enjoyed feeling his cock ramming her snatch with strength.

"I'm going to bring you home, now, is that ok with you?" He said, as pulled out his cock, cum dripping from her slit.

"Yes..." She said, obediently.

Almost a year later, Jane was waiting on her master's sofa. She had taken some weight with her pregnancy and with the **** he gave her, her tits had grown huge. Still, she was doing her best to look good for him.

But, that day, he entered the room and said.

"Tonight, I'll drop you at the wet snatch, you're going to work there. Is that ok with you?"

"Yes..." She answered obediently.

Later that night, he dropped Jane in front of the brothel. She entered the building and was welcomed with a tall black guy.

"You must be, Jane. From now on, you'll be Krystal, and you'll live in the room 25. You will make sure any man that comes in your room will walk out pleased. Is that ok with you?"

"Yes..."

Jane put the little possession she had in the bedroom and started to work as a whore. The women there were all really nice. All mothers, all old **** from the same man. Jane made it to the big town, but she never left the red-light district.