Norbert [ Neighbourhood Guy ]

“Yeah, I see him. He's coming now,” I hear Norbert's voice as he leans against a fence, talking into his smartphone, but he covers the mouthpiece and calls out to me, “Yo! Nico! Over here!” He waves me over, so I shrug and veer over toward him.

“Amy's on the phone, has a message for you, says she needs to test something?” he asks, holding his phone over to me. The statement makes me blink but I shrug and nod, taking the phone from him, holding it up to my ear and speaking.

“Hey, Amy?”

“I need to run a test, but I need you to kneel down, first. Somewhere discreet. You know, just in case you should fall over,” she replies. I look around, seeing a narrow grassy walkway between the high fences common in this lovely neighbourhood.

“Okay, going there, now, hang on,” I say, and Amy hums patiently while I manoeuvre into the alleyway, then kneel down on the grass, “It's a bit uncomfortable getting on my knees with Norbs watching, by the way.” She clicks her tongue at me.

“Hush. Open Core Process,” she orders, and my eyes stare blankly into space and my mouth mindlessly falls open, “Confirm with Core Process Opened.”

“Core Process Opened,” I repeat, brainlessly.

“Good. Now. The next time you hear Norbert's voice, you will fall into a docile, receptive, submissive state,” Amy orders, “You will allow him to use you as he sees fit. You will have no memory of him using you after he's finished.”

“If he cums on your face, you are to rub it in, immediately, as soon as he is done,” she continues, “You will not awaken from this dormant, useful state until he is fully satisfied by your mouth and slaps you. You will then return to normal.”

“Confirm command,” she orders, humming in approval when I confirm, “Now, when I am editing your programming over the phone, you will confirm process closure by saying Core Process Closed. Confirm command.”

“Command confirmed,” I repeat mindlessly, repeating the phrase when she subsequently issues the phrase, and blinking rapidly as I return to awareness, “Okay, so, everything okay?”

“Everything's fine, faggot,” Amy replies, and I smile at being called that, again, “I'll just need to do several of these tests, over the next week, to make sure everything's as it should be, before I deprogram you next week and set you to normal.”

“Bye, fag,” she says, hanging up the phone before I can respond. I smile, anyway, holding the phone back up to Norbert.

“Okay, faggot, get it out,” Norbert orders. I smile and immediately bring my hands to his hips, unbuttoning and unzipping them, then freeing the thick, dark brown prick to let it fall out. “Good, fag. Now lick it. Get my fat dick hard, fucking fag.”

I mindlessly start to worship Norbert's dick, licking and kissing the thick, clean shaft, as he rests one hand on top of my head. I don't even think about it, I simply worship his cock with my mouth, licking in longer strokes as it rises to full mast.

“Attaboy, faggot,” he says approvingly, “Now ...”

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