GOOD CHRISTIAN GIRL

I quickly chose B and got up.

As for the choice... Eh, what's there to say. Maybe I thought it would be an interesting change of pace. I practically knew nothing about her, except for the fact that she had gone through some type of transformation at some point. Maybe she "found" her true self or something.

Maybe I'd like to rip that away from her.

Maybe it would be fun.

...Either way, making her more prudish would definitely increase her humiliation, making the points gain easier. And more fun.

As for the feminist pair that just walked into their doom, it was nice to see that neither was running away.

Nope. They were frozen with fear.

All I needed to do was snap my fingers, and they both twitched like I had given them electric shocks.

"You two. Follow me."

There was a small alley quite near the coffee shop.

It should be private enough.

None of us had spoken a word. Our previous encounter had traumatized them enough to understand that I should be treated with respect, and the last thing they should do was anger me. That's why they followed me here, despite their eyes still darting about, looking for any way to escape the situation.

"Alright," I started. "The last time we met... I gave you an order. Is there any reason you aren't wearing the clothes I instructed you to wear?"

Oh yes. The last time we met I made them take off their feminist t-shirts, stomp on them, spit on them, spit on each other, then run topless through the park. And not only that, I ordered them to wear only objectifying, humiliating shirts from that point on.

An order they had clearly disobeyed. Right now they were wearing just some plain clothes and jackets.

At least they didn't have feminist slogans on them.

And, thanks to Ulla's ability, I successfully made them believe that men are better at everything compared to women, men controlled everything and that women should respect men for not enslaving them.

I didn't have Ulla with me this time, but both were thoroughly humiliated and were over +50 points. Controlling them from this point on shouldn't be extra hard.

I wasn't really expecting them to wear those humiliating clothes when I wasn't around looking... But hey, it was a decent enough excuse to punish them.

The pair eyed each other. They clearly didn't want to be here, but weren't brave enough to escape my grasp.

"It's... Well, it's... We, uh, um, we haven't gotten them yet?" Kara, the blonde, answered.

That really sounded like a question more than a statement.

I turned to Abigail.

"Is that true? Lie to me now and I'll make you spit into her hole again. And this time... not her mouth-hole."

Abigail's eyes flashed open at the sudden explicit nature of my comment, and couldn't even speak.

Kara quickly stepped in.

"Okay okay! I'm sorry! We haven't ordered them! Yet! Please don't, you know..."

"Good. Now. Why did you, a woman, disobey an order from a man?"

They were fuming now.

Abigail spoke up. "Because- Because, honestly, you can't- I mean even you can't, just, do those kinds of things to us and-"

"Why yes I can. You two are my playthings. Your opinions are worthless."

"F-fuck you!" Abigail finally shouted. "We are not- not your playthings! We are people! Not some- some- toys for your amusement!"

Still some fight left there.

Probably the scraps of her self-esteem that she gathered in these last two days.

If they were starting to feel rebellious, I should play this a bit more carefully.

"Well that's half right. You are people. Lesser people than men, but sure, I'd qualify you as people. And as people... You're always free to choose. For example, I'll give you two choices right now. Option A, you two start begging for my forgiveness... And option B, you two just... leave."

They eyed me with **** suspicion. The terms for option B sounded too good.

They were smart enough to wait for me to continue.

"You two are aware that I control both of your money flows, right?"

Oh yes. The +50 lock that I got over them last time. I'm not quite sure if they actively thought about the fact that I had this power over them until this point, or if they had time to notice that they weren't getting any money from their usual sources, but their first reaction was to just look at each other.

"Wait... he... he controls your money too?"

"What? You too?"

The nice part about this particular lock was the fact that they didn't even question how little sense that made. The only new information for them appeared to be the fact that they didn't know about my control over the other one.

"Oh yeah. I also have this as well."

I showed them a quick part of the video I had filmed during our previous meeting in the park. The two were topless, and spitting vigorously on each other while calling each other nasty names.

Both of them blushed as I refreshed their memories of the fun times we had and quickly looked away from the screen and each other.

"So yeah. I have been thinking about sharing that on some platform... But I haven't really made up my mind about whether I should. I think I'll make that decision based on how I feel about you two. But, I think we're veering off the topic. Like I said, there's option A and option B. Make your decision."

They were really starting to look **** and defeated again. I loved that expression. That... **** submission.

There was some quick, hushed arguments between the pair...

And then they just gave up.

Slowly, both just slowly lowered themselves on their knees, on the dirty, nasty, alley ground...

And with hidden murderous intents behind their eyes, looked beggingly up at me.

"Please, sir, forgive us," they spoke in unison. Cute. (ABIGAIL +3SP) (+57SP) (KARA: +3SP) (+55SP)

Still massively naïve from them to think that would be enough.

"Like I said," I spoke as I grinned, "You were half right. You two are still people... but also my playthings. Aren't you?"

I quickly patted their gorgeous heads, and ruffled some of their fluffy hair.

They didn't answer, but their anger level was reaching new heights. So much gritting teeth and clenched fists.

"I believe I asked you two a question. Answer it."

"...yes, we are your... playthings. Sir. I'm sorry." (ABIGAIL: +1SP) (+58SP)

"Yes. Sorry." (KARA: +1SP) (+56SP)

"Now... Wasn't it stupid of you to put up such a pathetic, pointless fight?"

"...yes."

"yes."

"Honestly. That fucking feminism probably made your brains rot. Right?"

"...y-yes."

"yes."

"I'm sure you two are much happier there. On your knees. No longer pretending to be on equal grounds with me."

A deep sigh. "...yes."

"yes."

"What happened to finishing your sentences with 'sir'?"

"...sorry, sir."

"Sorry sir."

"Okay. Let's get down to some business. I much prefer to see apologies in action, not only with words. For example, both of you are still wearing stuff I didn't give your permission to wear. And you dare apologise to me with them still on?"

The pair looked at each other. They really didn't want to go down this route again.

Let's make it clear for them. And also guarantee those submission points by giving a direct order.

"Take your clothes off. Now."

They sighed and resigned to their fates.

Little by little, every piece of clothing left the beautiful bodies. The jackets, the shirts, the jeans.. They didn't even stop at their lingeries, which was a smart move. (ABIGAIL: +4SP) (+62SP) (KARA: +5SP) (+61SP)

Soon they were kneeling in front of me... completely nude.

Their legs were closed shut to hide those hot little pussies, and their arms hovered around their nipples. As if I hadn't seen those before.

Their eyes were downcast in shame, and their entire bodies blushed in shame.

From a certain angle, somebody could see them from the main street. There was a big garbage dump covering them from being fully viewed by anyone... But people who lived in these nearby buildings... if they just happened to look from the window at the correct angle, well, it would definitely be worth it.

I don't think either of them forgot for a second how exposed we were here. Each time somebody walked past on the main street, they twitched in terror.

"Okay. Now try apologising again."

"I'm- s-s-sorry, sir," the much less feisty Abigail stuttered.

"So sorry, sir. We'll- We'll never wear that- those kinda stuff anymore." Kara continued.

"Eh. Those are nice apologies... but honestly, I don't know. I still remember one of you telling me to fuck off earlier. Tell you what. If you can't do any better than that, I'll give you a choice. Either I publish that video or keep making sure that either of you can't earn any more money. Which one do you want?"

Abigail looked up, in despair. "Can- Can you not do... either?"

"Like I said, that apology wasn't that good. Of course... if you know any way to upgrade that apology, I might reconsider."

Abigail breathed in deep, and then looked back into my eyes.

"Fine. FINE! I'll suck your cock! That's what you want, right? I'll fucking suck your cock! Let's just get this over with finally!"

Well.

That was not the most pleasant way to ask for that.

But things were definitely heading into the right direction.

Little Jack had been in attention ever since the pair took their clothes off, and was ready to unzip... but I don't give into demands like that.

To my surprise, Kara spoke up before I had the chance.

"No! Abigail! You can't just- We promised we would never sink so low, never betray our womanhood by-"

"For God's sake Kara, look at where we are! Look at us! He has an absolute hold on us! This isn't about principles, this is about survival! And I'm willing to do anything to survive!"

"Yeah, but he gave us a choice! I know it hurts, but we can let him publish-"

"NO WE CAN'T! If that video ever sees sunlight, my life is over! I would rather die!!"

Abigail was getting so distressed that she didn't even think about people hearing her shouting.

"Oh God. Well, okay, if you... if you really have to... suck his... c-cock, then, I, I guess I can't stop-"

"Wait wait wait," I finally cut in. "This is getting a little presumptuous. Why do you think you sucking my cock would be a good enough apology?"

Abigail looked more confused than offended. "I mean- obviously, I would... I would... Well, it would feel good for you... right?"

"Are you a good cocksucker?"

Now she was offended.

"What?"

"My enjoyment is obviously going to be based on your skills. Are you a good cocksucker?"

She blinked a few times, not really knowing what to say.

"...y-yes?"

"How many cocks have you sucked?"

Now she had to breathe in a few times to get over the anger and the humiliation that this questioning was giving her.

"...a few."

Kara looked a tiny bit shocked by that information.

"Eh. Then I'm not so sure."

"But, they- they- they all liked it!" Abigail desperately argued.

"Still. I don't know if your mouth is good enough for my cock. Tell you what. Before you start sucking me off, let me observe if you the right kind of suction and licking abilities. Start by sucking on something else."

I could see Abigail slowly going out of her mind, that we were even discussing this. She was very close to just shouting expletives at my face and punching my balls, but she clearly had too much in the game to do that.

"LIKE WHAT?!" she asked, sounding extremely annoyed.

"How about your friend's nipple there?," I answered.