Dan enjoys being an American citizen

Dan got back in his car and left in a hurry. His mind was filled with a mix of the fresh memories of what he had done to his ex and the fantasies of what was to come. He now knew it for sure, his power worked on everyone, and it did not seem to have any limit, apart for the need for his victims to be closeby and hear him speak to them directly.

He drove mindlessly for a moment, imagining himself surrounded by naked girls in a huge mansion. A couple days ago he would have found such a fantasy completely stupid, but now that he could actually achieve it easily, he was finding it much more appealing.

His phone vibrated. He unlocked it only to find that his sister had sent him a selfie.

She was wearing a cliché sexy pirate costume, with the addition of a big eyepatch and with a stuffed parrot standing on her shoulder. It could have looked like a normal halloween picture, except she was butt naked, fingering herself. She had added the captions “Aye’nything for you, big brother ;)!”.

He laughed but had to admit, that picture was… convincing. He now couldn’t wait to get back home to fuck his pirate sister.

But then, he heard a siren and looked in his front mirror only to find a police car tailing him. He glanced at the speedometer. He was driving at 85 on a road limited at 70.

He slowed down and stopped on the side of the road, followed by the cop.

The officer walked out and knocked on his car door.

It was a female officer, and a very cute one he had to say. She appeared to be in her early thirties.

He smiled at her and rolled down his window.

She seemed to have latino origins, with a smooth olive-skin. She had brown hair attached in a bun, and very fine facial features, with some discrete but efficient makeup around her eyes.

She wasn’t as busty as his sister or Sharon, but she still had some respectable curves from what he could tell, and an impressive ass, nicely chiseled by her bright blue uniform.

“Sir.” She said. “Do you have any idea how fast you were driving?”

“Yup!” He replied, cherfully. “85 miles per hour!”

She frowned.

“Can I see your driver's license, please?”

“Nah! I’m good!” He said, still grinning.

She remained silent for a moment, clearly annoyed by his behaviour.

“Please exit your vehicle, sir.”

“Woah woah waoh!” He exclaimed, raising his hands. “That’s not very nice of you, officer! Aren’t you supposed to protect and serve the citizens of this country?”

“Please exit the vehicle, sir.” She repeated, with a more aggressive tone.

“I mean…” Dan added, his hands still in the air. “You have chosen to work for the police, therefore it must be important for you to protect and serve your fellow citizens. I am one of these fellow citizens, therefore I have no doubts you want to protect and serve me.”

She looked at him with eyes filled with confusion.

She did want to protect and serve him. She NEEDED to protect and serve him.

She shook her head. Of course she did, she thought. She was a police officer. Protecting and serving citizens was her job. He was a citizen, after all. Yet, she felt like her desire to protect and serve him, specifically, was somehow much higher compared to anyone else at that exact moment, but she couldn’t really understand why she felt that way.

“Why don’t you come sit down next to me?” Dan said, tapping the passenger seat with his right hand.

She looked at him, still confused.

“I’m not sure this would be appropriate, sir.” She replied, almost whispering.

“Why not?” Asked Dan, surprised. “Don’t you want to protect and serve me?”

The officer felt, again, her head spinning a bit.

“I do, sir, as any good officer would, but… I’m not sure joining you in your car would be very professional…”

Dan noticed she seemed very hesitant. She wanted what he said she wanted, he thought, but was probably unsure of what it implied exactly.

“You are supposed to serve me, right?” He said.

“Yes!” She replied, with no hesitation this time. She wanted to serve him, she NEEDED to serve him. “As any police officer would. You are a citizen…”

“I see.” Whispered Dan. “Let’s take a look at the definition of the verb ‘to serve’, shall we?”

He took his phone and googled it. There were quite a few definitions, and some clearly did not suit him, so he made sure to find one he thought was more appropriate, and then showed it to her.

“See?” He said. “‘To serve someone’ as in ‘to work for as a servant’”

She read the definition a couple times, letting it sink, and then nodded. She wanted to serve him, and she could not disagree with the definition. She knew words had specific meanings, and this was it, apparently.

“But…” She mumbled, still confused. “What would be the exact definition of a servant, then?”

She needed to know exactly what it implied, so she could do it as best as possible.

Dan went through google one more time, again choosing the definition he liked the best.

“‘A servant’” He said, pointing to his phone. “‘a devoted and helpful follower or supporter.”

Before she could ask him anything else, he added, scrolling through the internet one more time.

“‘Devoted’ as in ‘very loving and loyal’ and ‘A follower’, ‘a person who supports and admires a particular person or set of ideas.’”

The officer blinked a few times, focusing on everything she had just learned.

She wanted to protect and serve him, more than anyone else. Serving him implied being his servant. Being his servant implied being devoted to him, meaning very loving and loyal, and being his follower implying supporting and admiring his ideas.

After a minute of silence, she nodded again, glad to have a much better understanding of her purpose.

“So, you wanted me to come and sit next to you, sir?” She asked.

Dan, relieved, said : “Yes, please.”

She smiled, walked around the car, opened the right door, and sat on the passenger seat.

“Sir?” She asked before he could say anything else. “What are your ideas?”

“Oh don’t worry!” He replied. “I’ll tell you everything about my… ideas. But first I’d like you to tell me your name.”

“Officer Garcia, sir.” She said. “Alma Garcia.”

“Nice to meet you Alma. I’m sure we’ll be very good friends.”

She smiled again, pleased by what she thought was a very good start to fulfilling her newfound need to protect and serve him.

“I hope so, sir.”

“So, about my ideas.” Dan said. “You’ll find I have very unusual ones.”

“I’m sure they are fantastic, sir!” Exclaimed Alma, without the shadow of a doubt in her voice. After all, she needed to support and admire his ideas, whatever they were. She wouldn’t be a loyal follower if she didn’t.

Dan savoured the moment. He was about to let his dark side take over, completely, and any sense of shame was far behind him.

“I think women should do their very best to satisfy my desires.” He explained. “I think they should make themselves ready to serve me in any way they can, especially sexually, and be ready to make any sacrifice for my own benefit. These are my ideas about how the world should be.”

Alma let a shiver run across her entire body. At first, she thought it was the most awful sexist shit she had ever heard in her entire life but then, she realized she absolutely needed to support and admire his ideas, whatever they were.

She found it hard to convince herself that he was right. Yet, she needed to. Maybe if she spent more time thinking about it, she’d eventually be able to change her own mind about it? She knew self suggestion could be very powerful.

Until then, she could act as best as possible to support his unconventional ideas. She needed to act to support his unconventional ideas.

“I totally agree with you, sir.” She said. “Women should satisfy you any way they can.”

Dan laughed. The situation was absurd, but so enjoyable.

Officer Garcia realized that his ideas applied to her too, as a woman, and quickly added :

“And I want you to know, sir, that I myself am ready to satisfy you any way you want. Sexually as well.”

He smiled at her and she shivered again.

She felt no attraction for this man who had been a perfect stranger to her until a few minutes ago, but she had to support his ideas, and be a loyal and devoted follower to him.

“Is there anything you would like me to do for you, right now?” She asked, moving her hand towards the top buttons of her uniform.

“You could start with a nice kiss, maybe, and then we’ll see where to go from there.”

She leaned forward and let her lips meet his. She opened her mouth as he did the same, and soon their tongues were slowly dancing together.

He grabbed her neck and pulled her to him.

She wasn’t very pleased about the situation, thinking about her fiance and how much she loved him. He would be horrified to know about what she was doing at this very moment. Yet, she kept kissing Dan, running her own hands behind his head, through his hair, trying her best to make it as sensual as possible. She wanted to be his loyal and loving servant, and to support his ideas about women. She NEEDED to. Everything else was secondary.

She slid a hand down to his crotch, squeezing his obviously hard penis. This was what he said women should do, do their best to satisfy his desires, especially sexually, she thought.

Dan, on the other hand, while enjoying this hot sexy officer who was now stroking his cock, was thinking about his sister in her pirate outfit. He was extremely aroused, but felt he’d only have enough stamina for one of them today, as he’d been sucked off by his ex already, and had had plenty of action the previous day as well.

He was also a bit worried about what Lisa would do if she did not get satisfaction soon. He didn’t think she would hurt him, as it wouldn’t be very practical in the long term, but he didn’t want her to start harassing him for sex.

He could, definitely, make her want something else, but he had to admit he was enjoying seeing her try her best at seducing him, and he was still very much attracted to her.

He grabbed Alma’s hand and pushed it away from his cock.

She froze.

“Did I do something wrong?” She asked, worried that he had been able to tell she wasn’t really into it.

“No, you did great, officer Garcia.” He said. “But I’m afraid I have another girl I’d rather fuck instead of you.”

She nodded, calmly.

“Would you like me to satisfy your needs some other time?”

“I would like that very much.” He replied. “For now just give me your phone, I’m gonna add my number. Text me as soon as you get back in your car, so I can have yours. I’ll keep in touch.”

She grabbed her phone in her pocket and gave it to him. He typed his number, created a new contact called “Master”, and handed it back.

“Thank you…” She said, looking at the new contact. “...Master.”

“You know what?” He uttered. “I liked it better when you called me sir. I’ll be your master, no doubt, but you can simply keep using ‘sir’.”

“Yes, sir!”

She moved to exit his car but he grabbed her arm.

“A few more things before you go.” He said. “Do you have a boyfriend?”

“I do. Actually he’s more than that. We are getting married in a couple weeks.”

Dan grinned.

“Let’s make things clear, officer Garcia. Your pussy is mine. I want you to go back to your normal life. Just keep going about it just as you did before you met me. Do everything like you would have if you had not bumped into my car today, but be ready to serve me whenever I ask for you, and keep your pussy intact for me. You will not let your fiance touch it. Understood?”

And before she could say anything else, he realized he needed to add something, just for safety.

“Will you do anything I ask without question?”

She thought about it. Would she do absolutely anything he would ask without question? Well, she needed to be loyal, she thought.

“I will.” She answered, truthfully.

“Good. Then from now on do not try to research the definitions we’ve talked about together. I don’t want you to get confused again.”

She nodded.

He let go of her arm.

She was about to finally leave when she turned around and said :

“My fiance and I have a very active sex life. We are even talking about having a baby. He’ll get suspicious if we stop having sex.”

“Oh I’m sure you’ll find plenty of ways to satisfy him while keeping him away from your pussy.” Exclaimed Dan “And about the baby… Just find some excuses, I don’t know...”

“Yes, sir.”

“It was nice meeting you, officer. I’ll text you soon.”

She exited his car, and walked back to hers.

She sighed, trying to make sense of what had just happened. She wanted to be his loyal, loving and devoted follower, but the situation was still unbelievable.

She watched as he drove away and disappeared around a corner.

She was about to leave when she realized that without him around, she had no idea how to make sure he was safe. She needed to protect him, but she also needed to support his ideas that women needed to satisfy his desires. He had told her to leave him alone for now, and she didn’t want to disobey.

She grabbed her phone back and texted him.

“Here’s my number, sir. Feel free to call me anytime you want. I want to serve you! If you are in need of any protection, don’t forget I’m a trained police officer. I’ll do what needs to be done to keep you safe.”

And with that, she turned the ignition and resumed her patrol.

Dan arrived at his house about twenty minutes later, only to find a fat fifty years old bald man, Paul, his mother’s now ex, shouting at her in the middle of the garden. He seemed very agitated.

“You are a crazy bitch! I won't say it again! Just leave me the fuck alone!”

Emma jumped on her knees and grabbed his legs, crying.

“Please! Paul! I beg you! I am so sorry! I don’t know why I said these horrible things. I… I guess I wasn’t myself then. I love you so much! Please give me another chance, honey!”

“What is going on here?” Asked Dan, closing his car’s door and locking it behind him.

“I’ll tell you what is going on!” Shouted Paul, trying to get Emma to let go of his legs. “Your mother has broken up with me out of the blue, insulted me, said I was worth nothing to her, and then spent the past twenty four hours harassing me so I’d get back with her!”

“And?”

“What do you mean, ‘and’? I want her to leave me alone or I swear I’ll call the cops! Your mother is batishit crazy!”

Emma jumped away from her ex and pushed her son, much to his surprise. She then turned around and pulled him on the side of the garden a few feets away from Paul.

“Dan, I’m going to ask you something and I want you to be honest with me.” She said, with a very stern look.

“Erm… What?” He mumbled.

“Did you make me want to breakup with him? Make me hurt him?”

Her son looked at her, trying to find in her eyes anything that would indicate what she was thinking, and what she intended to do with that information.

“Why do you ask?”

“Because you are the one who told me I wanted it, and then I did, more than anything else.”

Dan gulped.

“I did. I woke up yesterday with the power to make people want anything I want them to.” He answered, truthfully. If the effects of his power were wearing off, his world would soon start crumbling anyway.

“Now you listen to me very carefully, you little piece of shit.” She said, grabbing him by one ear like she used to do when he was a kid. She got her mouth closer to his ear and whispered :

“You are going to use your power to make him want to be my boyfriend again, understood?”

Dan froze, and then laughed like a mad man.

“Sure, mom. I can do that for you!”

She let go of his ear.

Dan walked towards Paul who was watching them suspiciously, and once close enough, he said :

“You want to convince my mother to marry you.”

He then let him stand there, lost in his thoughts as his mind integrated his newfound purpose.

Now Paul would not be able to stop himself from getting back with his mother, as this was an obvious requirement if he ever hoped to convince her to marry him, and she would be forever free to make him her boyfriend again, before breaking up with him in the most painful way.

Dan smiled as he walked inside his house, imagining the infinity of scenarios in which they would get together and break up again, much to his mother’s delight, and Paul’s despair.

He was taking his shoes off when a voice came from upstairs.

“Dan? Is that you?”

He smiled, “It is me indeed.”

“All hands hoay, flibustier! Time to walk the plank and feed the fish!”