Make her a lusty freeuse toy

With all his remaining focus, he aimed, fired, and once again missed the mark. It didn't really matter, though.

"Alice, every shot I've taken and will take today hits the target," He said confidently.

After shivering and gasping for air, the half-naked girl looked at Cory with wide eyes. "I can't believe I bet against you. You can't miss!" She exclaimed with astonishment. "And I owe you the rest of my clothes, I guess."

In seconds, Alice's tight jeans, cotton panties, and shoes found themselves puddled at her feet. She then casually sat her naked shapely ass down on the bench. With trained smoothness, she cycled her rifle for another shot while trying to push her growing arousal and attraction to Cory out of her head.

She rushed her shots just a bit and missed both of them. The cold breeze against her exposed body, combined with her inexplicable shifting sexuality, did not foster calm and collected shooting.

"Nobody makes every shot at this long of a range," she said. "This isn't over yet, Master!"

Cory felt relaxed and antsy at the same time. The pressure of competition was gone, but the petite naked beauty beside him was more of a temptress than he'd ever imagined. He wasn't an overly sexual person in his adulthood. Over the years, he shifted his life away from the fast-paced app-based dating of the era and into complacency. Cory was content with the satisfaction of his own imagination. If he felt really lonely and had money to burn, there was always Nevada, he figured.

This situation was undoubtedly awakening demons within him that he didn't know he had. He had always been dominant in his past relationships—especially in bed. None of his partners ever complained, but that's only because he was good at tamping down his desires. Now faced with true dominance over an attractive woman, that filter, that buffer between his subconscious fantasies and self-control, was being ripped apart with each shot from his rifle.

Another shot reverberated through Cory and Alice's souls. The bullet fell short by hundreds of yards. Cory wasn't concerned about something as dull as precision aiming, though. He just pointed the rifle in a safe direction and tapped the trigger. His eyes were on his real target.

Alice's face slackened, and her eyes grew dull the exact moment the shockwave from the muzzle blew over her lithe body. In response, Cory smiled and patted Ol' IKE like an obedient puppy. Since he didn't waste any seconds watching the target and listening for an impact, he knew he had about four extra seconds to burn before Alice recovered from her trancelike state. He intended to make the most of it.

"I'm the most attractive person you've ever seen or imagined," he said with a shaky voice. "Everything about my body is perfect for you."

Alice sucked in a **** breath as her trance abruptly ended. Immediately, her eyes locked on Cory. She didn't know how or why, but it felt like a flash bulb exploded in her vision. Alice compulsively began rubbing her thighs together. She accidentally let out a little moan before she stifled it and bit her lip. Somehow her view of Cory went from "below-average country bumpkin" to "gleaming Adonis." She couldn't explain it, but she knew without a doubt she wasn't gay anymore. She rationalized that she hadn't ever seen the right man until then.

"Uh… Umm, t-that was a really good shot," she stuttered with star-struck eyes. "You're going to miss the next one though… if you miss- I-I'll make it… uh worth your while."

"Ha! I see you're trying to resort to bribes now!" Cory laughed heartily at her sudden change of tactics. "You've already lost cutie!"

Before the confused, lustful girl could retort, Cory loaded a new round and sent Alice back into a deep trance.

"You'll let me do anything I want—especially when it involves you," he excitedly affirmed. "It makes you happy when I do what I please."

Alice shivered and gasped for oxygen once more. Another wave of heat went through her as she incorrectly perceived Cory, making another shot on target.

"Mmm, goooood shot," Alice's hand flew to her mouth when her voice came out a bit hornier sounding than she anticipated. "I've got to give credit where it's due. You are in the zone, Master!"

Her competitive spirit was beginning to be buried by her lust. She couldn't keep her eyes off of him for very long. When she did manage to break her appreciative stare, she could still see his perfect body in her mind. She was already trying to think of an excuse to ask him out to lunch after the competition. The only thing holding her back was her drive to train for the Olympics. She knew she didn't have room in her life for any distractions like friends, family, or lovers.

As Alice futilely tried to clear her mind and steady herself for another shot, she suddenly felt his warm hand caress her naked back. Startled, she turned her head. A gasp escaped her tightened lips as her shock faded into a warm smile. Cory boldly wrapped his arms around the nude redhead and grabbed her large, firm tits.

"Mmm, that feels… I-I mean, what are you doing?" She questioned half-heartedly.

"I wanted to touch you," Cory whispered into her ear. "You don't seem to mind… Besides, I know you want me to."

Joy burst through Alice's heart. Cory was doing what he pleased, and it made her so happy. Her smile beamed as he groped her unashamedly. Yesterday she would have found the mere thought of a guy groping her tits to be absolutely revolting; now, it felt normal and so right—at least when Cory did it.

"I-I do mmmm want you to do whatever you want… but I'm not s-straight, Master." She struggled to speak as Cory played with her hard, pink nipples.

"Oh really?!" He asked with surprise as his right hand snaked down to her groin. Alice's legs automatically spread to give him easier access to her rapidly moistening pussy. She gasped in pleasure as his finger caressed her folds. "Your pussy says otherwise, Alice. Maybe you were just waiting for me."

Alice was too lost in pleasure and confusion to reply as Cory found her little clit. Her naked body melted into his arms for a moment, but then she recovered some of her senses. With a big smile on her face, she readied her rifle and tried to aim at the speck in the distance. Her body shook and shuddered in pleasure with Cory's ministrations, but her mind told her that everything was perfectly normal. There was no reason why she couldn't make the same precision shots she was famous for under these completely normal conditions. She had certainly shot thousands of times before while Cory did whatever he wanted elsewhere. She could do it again with him behind her and beat him.

Unsurprisingly, when her carefully aimed shot rang out, it was easily a quarter mile off target. While Alice readied for another perfectly normal long-range shot, Cory was enjoying the single most arousing moment of his life so far. He had freed his hard cock from his pants and was enjoying rubbing it against her firm buttocks while listening to the chorus of her stifled squeaks of pleasure. He couldn't believe she was still trying to shoot while he fingered her relentlessly. He knew there wasn't a chance in hell that she could hit the broad side of a barn under the current circumstances. His power over the unaware girl was intoxicating. He'd taken enough shots to get buzzed. Now, he had to know what it meant to be genuinely drunk on power.

The instant Alice's second shot ricocheted off into the unknown, Cory raced back to his gun. Almost tripping over his trousers in the process. He opted to kick them off but left his briefs in place. He glanced to the empty field behind them again to confirm no one was around before haphazardly firing at the ground 100 yards out.

Alice was still recovering from the sudden loss of fingers in her pussy right at the edge of an orgasm when the muzzle blast washed through her mind again. Like before, her entire body froze in place, and her mind opened for Cory's whims