Futaba's Mission

Ichiko Ohya was sitting in her apartment finishing her latest story when suddenly the was some static on her laptop and the screen went black.

Ohya sighed in frustration and started lightly smacking it to get it to turn on again when suddenly the computer sprang back to life. Only instead of her regular screensaver, the screen was taken up by this twisting, swirling, brightly colorful spiral pattern.

The pattern moved very fast and changed colors very rapidly. All the lines seemed to merge and blend together before exploding out again. Just looking at the thing made Ohya’s head hurt, and it started to blur her vision.

She had to blink multiple times and shake her head a bit just to get her focus back. When suddenly a video started to be played on the screen. It was overlayed into the spiral pattern, making the pattern much more faded, but so that she still had to look at it while watching the video.

The video was of a red headed girl, who appeared to be naked or at the very least topless. The video only showed her from the shoulders up.

“Please, someone, anyone who might be seeing this, you have to help me!” She yelled into the camera, “I don’t know how long I’ve been here, but this crazy guy is trying to ensl- contr- manipulate me!” She put her hands up to her head, “I don’t know how he did it but he’s in my head! I can’t even say what he’s doing to me without-“

Just then, a man with his face out of shot approached her from behind and started speaking to her in a calm, monotone voice. “Futaba, you can’t keep doing this. This is for your own good.”

Futaba didn’t even turn to look at him, her eyes just widened in despair as she realized her fate. “Please, you have to keep watching!” She tried to talk fast, “ I’lltrytokeepcantactingyoubutyoucan’tleavemelike-“

“Spiral” The man said.

Futaba’s voice caught in her throat, her eyes fluttered and she looked suddenly her confused, “S-Sp-Spi-Spiral” she muttered out

“The Spiral is very pretty, Futaba”

Futaba’s eyes filled with wonder as she goy a goofy smile on her face, “Spiral pretty.”

“What do you see right now, Futaba?”

“Pretty spiral, in my brain.”

And what happens to a silly girl like you when you get a pretty spiral in your brain?”

“Spiral… Spins…. My mind. Can’t think, Too dizzy.” Futaba’s smile turned into a frown as she tried and failed to think.

“But how can a person function if they can’t think? You can’t even move without thoughts to direct you. And if those thought don’t come from you, who do they come from?”

“Could… could you… loan me some thoughts? I don’t have any of my own right now.”

“And what do you call some one who thinks for someone else? What an I to you?”

“Master, Oh” Her pupils noticeably dilated in arousal.

“And if I am your Master, then what are you to me?”

“****, Hah”

“What does the Master do?”

“Hrn, Control.”

“And what does the **** do?”

“Oh-OH Obey!”

“Touch.”

“OH… OOOHHH,” Futaba’s shoulder was bobbing up and down now. She was clearly masturbating. “Master. ****. Control. Obey. Master. ****. Control. Obey. Master! ****! Control! Obey! MASTER! ****! CONTROL! OBEY!”

“Stop.” Futaba’s arm stopped in her tracks, Futaba was biting on her lip **** to continue yet for some reason was frozen in place. “Hand at your side.” Futaba’s hand slowly moved, shaking the entire way, back to her side. “I know those words make you so hot don’t they?” Futaba nodded.

“What is the spiral?”

“Pretty.”

“And what is you pussy?”

“Wet.”

“The pretty spiral makes your pussy wet. Master. ****. Control. Obey.”

“The pretty spiral makes my pussy wet.” Futaba was breathing heavily at this point. “The pretty spiral makes my pussy wet. The pretty spiral makes my pussy wet. Master. ****. Control. Obey.”

“Now with all that in mind, what does freedom give you?”

“Things to think about, can’t think.”

“And what does slavery give you?”

*sigh* A huge smile appears over her face again. “pleasure”

“So which is it? Freedom of slavery?”

“Slavery please, Master.”

“Good Girl, Cum.”

“AAAHHHHOOOOHHHHHH!!!” The video cut out leaving Ohya once again with only her own spiral on her laptop.