Bring David his beer as commanded, seeing how your new Super Sub kink affects your behavior

12:00 | Sunday 3 Aug 2025 | Flat, Putney

"Yes, David," you hear yourself respond, rising from the bed with an eagerness that surprises even you. Your body moves automatically, the new Super Sub kink making his command feel like the most natural thing in the world to obey.

As you walk toward the kitchen, your white stilettos clicking against the hardwood floor, you become acutely aware of how exposed you are—white lace lingerie barely covering your enhanced curves, the jeweled butt plug shifting deliciously with each step. Your platinum blonde hair cascades down your bare back, brushing against the butterfly tattoo at the base of your spine.

In the kitchen, you open the fridge and bend over to grab a beer, deliberately taking your time, imagining David's eyes on you even though he's still in the bedroom. The cool air from the fridge makes your nipples harden further beneath the delicate lace of your bra, the heart charms tinkling softly.

As you straighten up, beer in hand, a second wave of pink mist seems to emanate from your phone, which you'd left on the counter. It envelops your head, sliding down your throat like warm honey. Your body tingles all over as Becky's voice giggles in your mind: "Double boost, remember? Two for the price of one, babe!"

"What the fuck?" you gasp, but the words that actually leave your mouth are: "God, I need a thick cock between these tits so fucking bad."

You slap your free hand over your mouth, eyes wide with shock. You hadn't meant to say that at all. You try again.

"This beer is—" you start, but what comes out is: "—nothing compared to how thirsty I am for hot cum down my throat."

Your cheeks flush scarlet as understanding dawns. The second kink from the Double Boost has taken effect: Zero Filter Slut-Speak. Everything you try to say is transformed into explicit, cock-hungry chatter without you even realizing it's happening.

"Is everything okay in there?" David calls from the bedroom.

"Coming, just need your hard dick stretching me open!" you call back, intending to say "Coming with your beer!"

You hear David's startled laugh. "What did you say?"

Panicking slightly, you hurry back to the bedroom, beer in hand. David is sitting up against the headboard, gloriously naked, his eyes widening as you enter.

"Here's your beer," you attempt to say casually, but what comes out is: "Here's your drink, now please fill my pussy with that gorgeous cock."

David's jaw drops. "Jesus, Mia. That's... direct."

You try to explain about the app, but all that emerges is: "I just want to be your perfect little fucktoy."

You hand him the beer, mortified yet strangely aroused by your inability to filter your words. The Super Sub kink makes you stand there awaiting his next command, while the Zero Filter Slut-Speak ensures anything you say will be explicitly sexual.

"Well," David says, taking a long swig of beer, his eyes never leaving yours. "This is an interesting development. Turn around slowly, let me look at you."

Without hesitation, your body complies, turning in a slow circle, the butt plug shifting inside you. You want to ask what he thinks, but you're afraid of what might come out of your mouth.

"Beautiful," he murmurs. "Now come here and kneel beside the bed."

Your legs carry you forward without conscious thought, dropping you to your knees beside him. The dual kinks have rendered you completely under his control—unable to refuse any command and incapable of speaking without expressing your deepest, most explicit desires.

David strokes your platinum blonde hair, his expression thoughtful. "I think," he says slowly, "we should get some lunch. And then we're going to have a very interesting conversation about exactly what you want me to do to you."

12:20 | Sunday 3 Aug 2025 | Flat, Putney

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