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Chapter 71 by SpyralEye SpyralEye

What's next?

You Love Barely Legal!

You woke up the next day. Your head ached. Every muscle in your body was sore. The world was bleary and cloudy around you. Eventually, your vision focused enough that you could fumble around to find your phone. It was almost two pm.

What did you do last night?

You felt... kind of hungover, but not. You remembered drinking last night, but not so much as to wreck you. You also remembered doing... other stuff. Shutting your eyes, you tried to recall what got you to this state, quickly seeing a purple spiral form in your mind's eye. The spinning vortex formed a path, which you felt compelled to follow. The dark, whispery tones of a beautiful women filled your ear.

Two women, both more beautiful than the last. A sunny redhead with legs for days and a dark, gothic goddess with killer curves and massive tits.

Warm flesh. Exertion. Pleasure. Release. Gentle caresses. Rough strikes. Sweat and tears and vodka and cum. Lots and lots of cum. High-pitched giggles and dark, sensual moans. Pleasure beyond reckoning. Red eyes piercing through the dark. And the purple spiral.

A smile crossed your face. Now you remembered. You went to that awesome new club, Barely Legal, and had one hell of a time! It was the best night ever!

The girls there were so beautiful. You were obsessed with them, now. You didn't want a girlfriend or a partner. You just wanted to pay whores to fuck!

Sure, the club was a bit pricey for you, especially the private booths, but it was totally worth it! You wanted to go back there as often as you could afford!

And the girls, not just beautiful, they did such a good job. They worked so hard. You wanted to be a nice and respectful customer for all of those hard-working sluts!

Memories flooded your mind, as the aches and pains ebbed away. You couldn't wait to go back there again.

Your cock grew hard. Despite all the work it clearly did last night, it wanted to relive those memories. And you were all too happy to oblige it...

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Turning back the clock, not too long after Raven had their way with the anonymous customer, she was called up to meet with the boss on her break that evening. Of course, from his perch, Rob Daily had seen everything both parties did - the ****, the hypnotic video, Raven using her magic in public, the poor fool becoming the spitting image of Terra, and then being marathon **** for nearly two hours...

In Raven's mind, this had been a triumph. Proof positive that she took her Master's words to heart and was working to becoming the corruptive succubus her desired. She beamed with pride while standing next to him.

"Don't worry, sir. I promise you there will be no issues with that customer." She said. Raven was quick to note her beloved Master had none of his MILF-slaves about. He had no one to attend to him. Perhaps he intended to give her a reward. She licked her lips. "I used my magic afterwards to wipe their mind and fill it with fake memories. They'll only remember having a wonderful night and wanting to come back here. And also to behave themselves the next time the come."

Rob turned his chair to face her. He had not acknowledged her presence since she stepped into his loft. He nodded, but wore a stern expression. "I am glad to hear that, my dear." Rob said in a mirthless voice. Raven's pride shrank a little, lips pursed together. Rob was quick to recognize her change in expression. "Yes, you are correct. I am disappointed with you, Raven. Only a little bit."

Bewildered, Raven asked. "But why? I am training myself, as you asked, and that was proof of it. And I protected the girls. We don't want people like that in the club." She felt... odd, to say the least. To care about something this much was not her style. To argue and defend it was not her. But Master believed in her. She had to show his belief was not misplaced.

"And you did a good job." Rob began with a small, complimentary smile and then paused in expectation. Raven understood, falling to her knees before him. She was his. A ****. A position of subservience and submission. This was where she belonged. "But it is the job of Zarya and the others to protect the girls and they do a good job. As for your powers, hmm... while I am impressed by the progress of your training, it irks me that you used it on a paying customer."

A large hand fell on Raven's head, gently betting her. Fingers brushing through her hair, before falling to caress her cheeks. She flushed at the contact. She had been whoring herself out all night, but that was just mindless sex. This was the man she loved and obeyed. Everything little thing from him meant more.

"You may not understand why, my dear Raven, but I have a rule I abide by and I expect everyone of my girls to follow it, too. That rule being not to use our powers on people outside the harem. And, more specifically, use our powers to manipulate their minds."

Master was right, Raven did not understand. Master had her and Zatanna and Megan and others with great power. She herself could clearly see the enormous power radiating from his form. Why not use it to get what they want? Raven had once been a hero and thought in such a manner, but now her morality was warped. Now, right and wrong were words. All that mattered was what her Master wanted.

But, all Raven said on the matter was, "Apologies, sir. I was unaware," in a small voice. She bowed her head, demurely. Rob was quick to pick it back up. He was smiling at her.

"I know." He said, empathetically, face possessed of deep understanding, "It's my fault, really. Exposing all of you to the public without setting the ground rules first." There was regret within his voice, which made Raven feel a pang of regret.

"No, it is our fault, sir. My fault." She replied in a dark murmur. "We are yours. Our duty is to anticipate your desires. This is a failure of me being your ****." Her head dipped again, this time staying there. Silence filled the space between Master and ****. But Raven's curiosity won out, soon enough. "But, if I may be so bold to ask, why, my lord?"

With a touch to her shoulder, Rob bid Raven to stand to full height. He rose from his chair, too, towering over the girls. He cupped her chin, the two staring into one another's eyes for a long moment. Raven fought to hide a smile, storing away this memory and feeling for later. Fuel for her burgeoning evolution.

"You will know the truth in time, my beloved." Rob answered, cryptically. "But, hmm, let's just say I have my eyes on very specific women to be part of my life. They are fair game, both inside and outside the harem. Everyone else, I want them to live their lives freely. Sure, I would love for this world to be, for the lack of a better term, sluttier; for everyone to be free of their inhibition and live like us. But I will not **** them to. I'll tempt them with the club, with Slutter, with everything else. But I'll let the majority of the world make their choice. For you and the others... I make the choices. Understand?"

"Yes, my lord." Raven didn't quite get it, but she was not one to question Rob, especially when she could sense such conviction from his words. Master's words were absolute, as were his dreams and desires. "I will restrain myself when working the club."

"There's a good girl." Rob chuckled once and then twice, as Raven blushed slightly from the compliment. "But, I don't want you to think I am upset. I am very impressed by the effort you are putting in to master your powers. Just, from now on, if you ever need a subject to experiment on, ask me. I have plenty of girls who you can fuck with to your heart's content." Suddenly, one of his fingers grazed her crotch, tracing an invisible, phantom penis. "After all, I could tell just how much you enjoyed yourself out there. And, as it is your duty to obey, my duty is to make sure all of my girls are happy and fulfilled."

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Well, I hope everyone enjoyed this little side-trip. This little experiment. It was a lot of fun, personally. And a quick thanks to everyone who played along and voted.

Next up, we'll turn back to Rob and his adventures. We'll jump right into the next arc, which will be one of the arcs that did not win the poll at the start of the year. Which one? Stay tuned loyal readers...

The Club Is A Hit! What's Next For Rob?

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