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Chapter 12 by Rknudson Rknudson

What next?

He finishes inside me

Adams fucked up rule made it clear that a man's semen would cause me to become completely obedient to him, whether I wanted to or not. I wanted him to pull out of me but it didnt matter, he had no intention of stopping.

My eyes opened wide and I could see his face was contorted, as if he was concentrating hard.

I only had time to say "Dont.." before I felt the first spurt of his hot liquid. It felt like I had been hit by lightning, the current causing me to jerk and my vision went temporarily blurred.

He was gasping for air and rolled off me, laying down next to me, both of us spent. I laid there horrified that I was now possibly this punks obedient little puppet.

"Wow, you were really amazing." He said still breathing heavily.

"Oh my God, What the fuck did I just do?" I said aloud.

"You just fucked my brains out and I guess I must have made you my ****, sorry." He said with a small laugh as if it was a joke.

"That was an accident, right?" I said nervously, praying that perhaps he hadn't done it on purpose.

"Yeah, but you were amazing though." He replied exhausted.

"So, now I have to do everything you say?" I said confused at what changes may have been made to my brain since his release.

"I think so." He replied.

"What do you mean? I thought your shit just made me some kind of a ****, dont you know what happens?"

"It's a new thing that just started happening and I have never came inside a woman before." He replied almost shamefully.

I supposed this rule was new and I couldnt say for certain it would actually work on me, but I suspected. I had to know for certain.

"Well command me to do something." I said, knowing I may regret it but curious as to my power to overcome his order.

"OK, Umm.. Get me a soda out of the fridge." He said watching me closely.

I immediately stood up and walked my naked self over to his kitchen and was surprised that I could not fight against his orders, even a little bit. I felt this sick compulsion to get him a soda. I could feel his eyes burning into me as my newly enlarged breasts bounced with each step. The feeling that I had just become a man's puppet was infuriating.

When I returned and handed him the drink, I decided I didn't really want to test the extent of his control over me any further.

"So tell me, how does this work exactly?" He asked curiously.

What's next?

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