Cyndi's reaction

You call over to Cyndi, waking her up from her trance of the tape. He eyes start to return to normal. Now it is time to see if the commands you have given her have taken effect.

They were simple commands. Basically, that you were her master and that she was your willing sex ****. Willing to do anything you desired, even if it cost her her life. Plus you gave her knowledge of your secret, but that she wanted to protect your secret as best she could. Plus you had commanded her to never willingly hurt you or cause you displeasure.

She opens her eyes and look to you. She smiles a sly and sexy smile as she sees you.She moves closer to you, accenting each move with sex appeal.

"How are you feeling, Master?" Cyndi asked as she looked at you with desire in her eyes...just like you had programmed her with the tape. "Are you in the mood for a little Cyn?" She said, hinting at the pun.

"Yes. Why don't you get into something more comfortable? I'll stay here and get ready." You said, as you watched her get up and walk away.

"Don't go anywhere. I'll be right back." Cyndi said as she left. Still hinting to sex with her swaying hips.

You think of the possibilities. You can take control. Wine, women and song. All of it could be yours. You just have to use your eyes. You try to think about your next move.

Then Cyndi come in, dressed in purple crotchless lingerie. She was also wearing purple high heels. With silky purple stockings and garters, plus sexy purple lace gloves.

"How do I look, Master?" Cyndi purred as she come closer to you. She smiles as she walks over you, straddling you on the couch. "I just love calling you that, Master."

"Why?" You ask, curious to Cyndi's reaction to being enslaved.

"It's always been a fantasy of mine to be enslaved by a powerful master." She said, kissing your neck. "I am a regular reader of the Erotic Mind Control Story Archive. I love the male dominating stories of men taking control over women. Creating their happy **** harem. Me and my friends challenge each other to create fantasies based on their stories. Especially the Homer Vargas stories of enslaved pregnancies."

She pulled back and looked at you. "I think that you would love to make them your ****. Their as sexy as me and willing to become slaves to a powerful master.
Should I call them or should we fuck first?"