Mindless Slave

Rebecca had ceased dancing, but she now stood with a far off, vacant look in her eyes.

"Rebecca can you hear me?"

"Yes Master," she replied in monotone.

I reached out and stroked her cheek, causing her body to shiver and her breathing to increase. I stopped just before I knew she would orgasm.

"Rebecca," I said. "What are your desires?"

"I have none."

"What are your ambitions?"

"I have none."

"What do you want?"

"To please you, Master."

Her monotone voice was so hot, hotter than her usual voice that was used to tell me off.

Her phone buzzed. I took it from off the couch. A text from someone named Fiona.

I'm heading home in a bit. I think I'll wear that sexy lingeire you like later ;)

Lingerie, huh?

"Is Fiona your girlfriend?" I asked.

"Yes Master." Rebecca said. "I am...a lesbian."

Woah, big revelation there. Not that it mattered. Rebecca was mine, and Fiona would be mine too.

"Show me a pic of her," I said.

Rebecca cycled through her phone. "This was us on our three month anniversary. We stayed in a hotel and she wore some sexy underwear."

Fiona was pretty cute. "You have good taste."

"Thank you Master."

"Why don't we give Fiona a...surprise...when she comes back?"