Become Franks submissive

Become Franks submissive **** - target 200 - roll 97 (47 + 50) - target failed - current subliminal score 50

Liz was in the shower before bed, her head was clear for the first time in almost a month (frank didnt give her the **** today) she was starting to realize just how strange and terrible the last month had been.

Ever since her mother got sick she had been eerily calm about everything but now saw it with clear eyes.

Frank had started taking care of things around the house, like laundry. She had just accepted it when he told her how much of her clothing had been spontaneously destroyed by the laundry machine. A few more every day.

Now her wardrobe was 2 pairs of leggings about 2 sizes too small, 2 skirts that she didnt remember buying that hardly covered her ass standing upright. A small white t-shirt that was basically transparent with the words cum guzzler across the chest. She had no underwear or socks left. Her only pair of shoes left were a pair of simple 4 inch heels.

Entertainment around the house had changed drastically as well. Every T.V was playing porn 24/7. Not just any porn though, it was always about step fathers and step daughters or older men with younger asian women.

Her car had broken down and despite franks promises to get it fixed it was still sitting in the garage with 4 flat tires and a bunch of wires hanging beneath it.

She didnt know what it meant but the stroke of midnight was announced by the sound of an electric drill.

She thought about how many times in the last month she had seen frank sprawled on the couch masturbating well leering at her, some asian pornstar crying out in bliss at maximum volume.

To her shame she felt herself flush thinking about frank jerking that big thick cock.

She was shocked out of her shameful thoughts by the hot water running out and suddenly ice cold water hit her in the chest.

She rushed to turn off the water and scrambled out of the shower, nipples growing painfully hard. She snatched up the towel and wrapped it around herself. Or tried to.

Her body was short and slim, she could wrap the fluffy white towels around herself twice over. No matter how bad things had been, her mother had always had good quality towels.

This wasn't one of those towels. She couldn’t quite get the ends of the towel to touch around her body and she would be **** to choose to cover her breasts or ass and crotch, but not both.

She opted to hold it against the top of her breasts and let it hang longways down to the tops of her thighs. Her bedroom was just across the hall from the bathroom, she would figure out which end of the hall frank was on and point the towel covered part that way, she could get privacy in her room, lock the door and put on the slutty clothes so she was at least partly covered up.

That went out the window when she opened the bathroom door and saw frank a few steps up the hallway, holding her bedroom door under his arm.

He gave her a sinister smile as he walked away to dispose of her last line of defence