Ending: Scarlett

Bill turned on the machine. Scarlett tried to fight against the restraints, but as the hairdryer lowered onto her head the fight left her. Lights began flashing before her eyes. Her body convulsing from the influx of data overwriting her personality.

"What's gonna happen to her?" Georgia asked.

"I've loaded her with a **** personality I created," Bill said. "She'll lose her memories of everything and become our live in maid."

Georgia smiled, "So much better than your sack of crap father."

The machine began to wind down. Scarlett was gasping for breath when they removed the hairdryer. Bill helped her to her feet.

"How may I serve you, master and mistress?" she curtsied to them both. Her expression was that of submission to her new masters.

"Kiss my shoes," Georgia commanded.

Scarlett nodded, "With pleasure, mistress."

Scarlett got to her knees, the blue ballgown puffing out as she did so and began kissing Georgia's boots. Georgia smiled and ran her fingers through Scarlett's golden locks.

"We'll have to set a few ground rules," Georgia said with an evil glint in her eye.

"What's that?" Bill asked.

"Scarlett, you are never to leave this house without the permission of Bill or myself," Georgia said to their new ****, "My orders should be considered higher priority than Bill's. Additionally you will get out of that ballgown. You don't deserve clothes like that."

"As you wish, mistress," Scarlett said. She undid the back of her dress with expert precision. The gown falling to the ground, revealing her dark blue lingerie. Bill was flushed with embarrassment and lust.

"Oh, I see now," Georgia said looking at both Scarlett and Bill. "Don't worry, son. She's not your father. She's our property. Do what you will with her."

"I-I..." Bill stammered.

"Scarlett, give Bill a blowjob," Georgia ordered, "By **** if need be."

Scarlett smiled, "With pleasure, mistress."

Scarlett slowly sashayed towards Bill. Her hips memorizing him. She kissed him on the neck before going down to her knees. Her slender fingers easily undid Bill's fly. His cock stirred beneath his boxers.

She pulled his cock out, already stiff in her fingers. She could feel the heat emanating from it.

"Kiss it," Georgia commanded. She had sat down in a nearby chair and had her fingers down her pants. Her voice was a mixture of titillation and satisfaction.

With her red lips, Scarlet kissed down the cock's length. Each touch hardening his dick further. She seemed to know how to cause the most pleasure. Licking the tip of his cock, she opened her lips. Her crimson lips surrounding his member.

She went slowly up and down the top of his cock. The throbbing and heat beginning to increase. Bill felt his cock ready to erupt. She gave one last lick down the length of his throbbing member.

Bill gasped with pleasure as he guided Scarlett's head back and forth. Pleasure rushing through his body and into Scarlett's mouth. His juices rolling over the back of her tongue and down her throat. She sucked until his cock went limp. When Bill pulled back his cock was licked clean.

Georgia's moans of ecstasy could be heard in the corner as she came.

Scarlett knelt on the floor ready for whatever order was to be given.