Go to the mall

Its a sunday night and I think to myself where to go next and decide the mall is as good a place as any.

So off I drive towards the mall, excited and ready for what tonight may bring.

I arrive, park, and walk inside thinking about what is the best way to use my now unlimited economic means. Some new electronics are in order, I decide though as my stomach rumbles I decide to stop by the food court first.

I grab a burger from the McDonalds, casually swiping my debit card without a care in the world for what the number says on the machine and go to sit down.

"Josh?" I hear from behind me. I turn around to find my neighbor Eric and his sister Daria.

I never really got along with either of them, they were twins and in first year university, and I generally hated every moment around them. I frankly found Eric to be a bit of an annoying twat while his sister was just a bossy spoiled brat that daddy bought everything for. Both always acted like they were my friends, but I knew for a fact that they would both make fun of me and say shitty things the second I turned my back.

Today was different though. I realized that life had a lot of small annoying administrative tasks and having someone to just take care of them for me would be amazing, and chance and circumstance had just given me the perfect personal assistants.

As per usual, they took no interest in what I was doing and started talking about themselves.

"We just came back last night from our trip in Singapore" Eric started, "it was SO nice, have you ever flown first class?"

"It was SO expensive" Daria followed up.

"Bow before me" I said.

They both immediately fell silent in the middle of the busy food court.

"Whenever I say 'puppetmaster mode' you will both find yourselves unable to move and listening intently to whatever I have to say. You'll be able to speak, but you'll stop talking if I speak. Any order I give you, you will find that you are compelled to follow, even after puppetmaster mode is over. However, your minds will stay intact, whether you want to follow the order or not, you will not be able to disobey me. Once I say 'puppetmaster mode over', you'll have control of your body again, but still subject to the orders I gave you. You will make no efforts whatsoever to hurt me or yourselves, and no matter how bleak or hopeless the situation is, you will never give in to despair, you'll always be more annoyed and angry at me than depressed. Lastly, whenever I say 'good job' you will both experience an incredibly powerful orgasm. Do you understand?"

Both Eric and Daria dully responded "I understand."

"Perfect, wake up guys."

Both of them instantly snapped out of it unaware that anything had happened.

"So, is your dad still driving that VW?" Daria asked as Eric snorted.

I was going to enjoy this, "puppetmaster mode" I said. They both froze, looking confused.

"I'll be honest, guys", I started, "you both annoy the shit out of me, but you're going to start making it better, you know how?"

"What the fuck are you doing? Why can't I move?" Eric said, teeth gritted.

"You're both spoiled brats without much of a purpose in life, I'm going to give you both purpose."

"I'm going to beat the shit out of you in a second" Eric said, clearly trying but unable to move.

"This seems like a great time to explain the rules! Neither of you can do anything to hurt me, to go against my plans, to affect me negatively in anyway, and if you even think that something might affect me negatively, you'll immediately let me know before you do it. You'll always try to be helpful."

"Why would we help you??" Daria said, obviously also trying to break free from her frozen state.

"Oh, i've given you both a gift." I said with a smile.

"What gift?" said Eric, now suddenly looking somewhat afraid.

"Puppetmaster mode over". I said.

Both Eric and Daria looked at one another and immediately started to get up. I expected this and once more said "puppetmaster mode"

They froze.

"Whenever I say 'stop something' you will immediately cease doing that thing."

"Look" Daria said, now clearly afraid, "we're just going to go".

"Whenever I say 'follow me' you guys will come with me wherever I go."

"What is this?!" Eric said, his confusion continuously bubbling over into fear.

"Puppetmaster mode over" I said.

Again, they looked at one another and immediately started to scuttle to get out.

"Stop leaving." I said flatly, and they both sat back down, clearly unable to move. "Much better, see how that works?"

Daria started crying, to which I rolled my eyes and said "stop crying", which thankfully shut the sniffles short.

A hot, middle aged lady at the table next to us in a short skirt looked over to see Daria crying and asked "is everything ok darling?"

I looked at Eric and Daria knowing full well they wanted to speak and were simply unable to, I smiled, and said "no worries, do me a favour and don't worry about us, we're fine", she smiled and turned away back to her own business, until it occured to me to use her as an example, "actually ma'am, it would be a huge favour to me if you could give me your underwear that you're wearing and then finish your meal without bothering us again?"

"Oh, of course dear!" she said, reaching down and nonchalently taking her panties off, "here you go!", and with that she turned back to her meal.

Eric and Daria's eye's were wide and both were speechless on their own.

"So, lets start off with the new rules - I'm god, and there is little you can do to avoid that. Understand?"

Both nodded speechlessly.

"Good, both of you give me your phones" I ordered pleasantly.

As they were taking them out, Daria asked "so....ummm....what gift?"

"Unlock your phones and give them to me, and I'll show you."

They both unlocked their phones and passed them to me, "good job!" I said.

Immediately both of their eyes rolled into their skulls as a powerful orgasm ripped through both of them. Both were gripping the table with white knuckles and looking under the table I could see both of their legs shaking.

I grinned at the sight of them squirming around in their chairs. Finally after a few seconds I could see both, though flushed, had finally caught their breaths."

"What the fuck was that?!" Daria asked.

"Thats the carrot" I said cryptically, "at least one of them. And currently there is no stick, I don't see the need for one, and despite what you might think, i'm not a sadistic asshole. Also, puppetmaster mode"

On their phones, I made sure that I was a favourite and priority contact for both.

"Whenever I call, you will pick up. Whenever I message, you will answer. Whenever you agree to do something for me, you will follow through and do that thing. Do you understand?" I asked.

They both nodded.

"I need two personal assistants, and you guys will be them. Puppetmaster mode over."

Both Eric and Daria looked scared, shocked, and contemplative all at once. "Look, I know both of you have questions, but for now, go home, think about it, talk to each other. On one hand you might think its a bad rap, on the other hand I'm basically a deity and you're both at the right hand. Is that the worst place to be?"

"So....",Eric said as he got up,"...we're what? Executive assistants to God?"

I smiled and said "you're really good at flattery, good job guys" I smiled and walked away as they both stumbled trying to keep their balance.