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Chapter 9
by
Arthor Thomarius
What does Jack do?
Enslave them (of course), and make a plan.
Jack did not think. The young man had no time to do anything but react to his panic of being caught. Jack grabbed the soul-trainer and used it on the three eighteen year olds. It all happened so fast that by the time Jack had time to think about what he was doing, it was too late. Jack zapped them one, two, three, and one by one they dropped to their knees. “Master” “Master” “Master” each one said. “‘We are your slaves.’” the trio said in unison. The girls started to giggle and look at one another with giddy excitement.
The weight of what had just happened fell on Jack. He had just transformed three innocent 18 year olds into his personal sex slaves. These girls who had barely spoken a half dozen words to him, all work related, now willing to let him do anything he wanted to them. Jack turned and looked at Claire. Jack looked at the shift manager turned **** in shock. “What have you done? Are you crazy?”
Claire stood calmly as she spoke. “Is Master displeased with these girls? I thought you wanted to have a virgin, these three have not even had their first kiss. They are pretty, young, eighteen year olds who are all now blessed to know the meaning of true obedience.” As Claire spoke, the three girls nodded along. “If I have displeased you, Master, then by all means punish me.” Claire said matter of factly.
“Punish you?” Jack asked incredulously. “Like what, spank you?”
“If that is what Master desires.” Claire responded. The shift manager took off her pants and stood wearing only her thong panties and a collar before leaning over the desk and assuming the position. Jack ran his hand experimentally over the ****-girls bare ass. He gave the smoothe skin of her rump a few gentle caresses before he unleashed a SMACK that caused Claire to cry out. Jack looked at his hand for a moment in awe. He slapped the **** girls ass again and again. Each time with more enthusiasm and ****. He saw Claire’s butt cheeks turning red and growing warm. Tears began to roll down the girls eyes. “Oh Master.” She would say. When Jack felt his hand getting sore, he pulled Claire up by her collar and held her ear to his mouth. Claire heard her owner whisper. “Only I get to decide who receives the sacrament of bondage. Do you understand, ****?”
Claire nodded furiously. Jack let go of her and turned his attention towards the trio of new initiates into his growing harem. One blonde, one redhead, and one exotic looking brunette stood lined up and eager to please their new owner. “So none of you have ever kissed a boy?” Jack asked them. The three girls shook their heads.
“Mommy says that you have to be in love to kiss someone.” The redhead said.
The blonde nodded. “All the guys are too afraid to ask me out.”
“I have been promised to my dad’s business partner. It would be wrong to kiss a boy when I am supposed to marry someone else.” The brunette added.
Jack sprouted a huge grin. “Well, tonight, all that changes. I am throwing a party, and all of you will be there. Your attendance is mandatory. One lucky girl is going to have the privilege of being my first. And then, we are going to have an orgy.” The girls started growing excited. Jack started growing excited. The trio were beckoned over by their owner. Jack put his arms around the three girls and took turns kissing them. Gently at first, but as their passions grew so did the enthusiasm and vigor which tongues explored mouths, lips were tasted, and spit was swapped. Jack encouraged his slaves to kiss one another and eventually even Claire and Jeaneen were in on the softcore orgy. As tempted as Jack was to bust his nut now, he had built up his first time in his mind too much to ruin it now. Jack had a plan. Tonight was the night. As he watched two of his harem girls sucking on Claire’s diamond hard tits, Jack could not help but think that tonight was going to be epic.
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The Stolen Device
Somebody invented mind control, and somebody else stole it.
In some universe, somewhere, some-when, someone invented mind control. Then left it laying around for any old person to take. Our protagonist stumbles across it, swipes it, then predictably abuses it. Who made it? Who took it? Who do they fuck with it? It's all up to you. No universe, established or original is off limits.
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