A bad day for Molly

Molly ignored her sons' calls, wanting to try and regain some control and normality. But something she forgot was that her sons' were hackers.

Quickly, all her department had videos from the Simulation and real life of her being turned into a docile domestic fuckbitch by her boys.

"Charles, you haven't finished this doc-ughlment!" Molly's attempt at a reprimand was silenced by Charles forcing seven inches of black cock in her throat. Others cheered and clapped, and thennformed a queue.

It remained like that until lunch, where she was allowed to leave her office. But the treatment was set to continue.

The lunch room had been restructured over the weekend. Women were guided to stools under raised tables while the men got on adjustable chairs, letting them enjoy havingbtheirbcock sucked while eating and the women didn't scrape their knees.

Molly wanted to scream when she saw the man coming to her table and getting in the chair paired with her stool. Todd from Maintenance. A fucking Janitor was going to fuck her face!

Her humiliation continued when she got the video of her Avatar and Daphne Johnson in the Simulated Office. She was required to study it and verify what her responses would be. And with her phone and email being monitored by her sons, they had to include their own commentary and invited themselves to be her audience.

Daphne got back to her saying it was great that Molly had so many people wanting to watch the two of them.

She called them. Begged, pleaded that they not come. She agreed to have work done, to dress like a whore.

And they still came.

Daphne... the harlot tasted divine. She also clearly knew how to eat a pussy. Her sons loved it and Daphne ended up extending the meeting sonthe two women could fuck the six younger men. Molly felt like crying when they all got offered jobs in the Company. But there was nothing she could do, and her walk of shame back to her car, wearing nothing but a collar as her sons teased her, told her she'd be losing all authority very soon.

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Freddie was back in the Office, talking to the Runesmith that taught him magic. His old mentor initially scoffed at using technology, but observing the results was making her a believer.

Once again, Freddie couldn't help but leer. Omegis was an Immortal, she'd been walking the Earth for millennia. But you wouldn't know it to look at her. She dressed like the star of a Fantasy Porno, and when he was a younger man, Omegis had made him her toy.

She caught his staring and flicked her wrist. Once again, the rune she'd put on him as a student burned and pushed him back. Nobody marked by her with that rune could so much as touch her without being disabled painfully.

That was why he had Hitomi.

"Ahgh?!" Omegis turned to glare at the woman. She remembered putting the mark on her that Freddie had reverse engineered for his Chokers. Remembered the Command Freddie gave the bitch after;
"You're my big-titted Asian slut, and you will help me and my friends fuck more sluts!"
She would be compelled to help Freddie increase his stable of whores. And however old Omegis was... she was still a woman. As the Choker started tonshut her down, Freddie gave his farewell to Omegis, his Mentor. The next time they spoke, she'd be Omegis the dumb cunt.

"My Chef will enjoy you for his retirement, and by the time he passes, I think you'll be properly broken in for me to keep. Give my best to Chef Master Boyd."

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