Suspicious... (Mai Zenin)

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BAM!

"Stop bullshitting me!" Mai Zenin yelled, banging her fist on the locker in front of her, next to Keito's head. Her breathing was ragged, and she bared her teeth at him.

"I told you, I have no idea what you're talking about." Keito calmly replied, flaring his Cursed Energy in warning. He was clear; do that one more time, and we'll fight right now.

Scared off, she removed her hand but kept being aggressive, "You lie! I've never seen Momo like that, ever! She barely eats, she barely sleeps, and she refuses to talk about what happened with you!"

Oh well, he should have told Momo to act normal in front of everyone else. Not like it was the end of the world or something. Swiftly, he crossed his fingers and said, "Domain Expansion."

Yet again, another woman hypnotized in a few seconds. It was starting to get tedious, but at least having sex with them was still fun. Mai looked especially dumb when hypnotized. She was cross-eyed and a strand of saliva fell out of her mouth.

Well, she was dumb but hot so she still had value. He thought about how he should transform her in a way he hadn't done to anyone else before. To do that, he started to categorize how the others had been transformed.

Nobara was the lovey-dopey lover, who thought they were the perfect couple in love. Maki was the depraved, submissive anal-bitch that was as much of a freak as him. And Shoko was his mature, mommy care-taker.

And new to the collection, Momo would be his outlet for all the negative emotions he had in him. If the woman considered what he told her to do bad, she was in for a whole new world of pain.

But none of them knew that they had been mind-controlled. Perhaps it was time for a change. He leaned in close to Mai's ear, nibling on it for a few seconds before he stopped and said, "Mai, you know that I've mind-controlled Momo, Maki, Nobara and that I plan on doing that to every woman I come across. Understood?"

Mai hated his guts, but since the suggestion confirmed her own beliefs that he was a scummy guy, it went without a hitch, "Yes." He gave her left tit a slap, watching it bounce inside of her tracksuit.

"You will think that I've tried to mind-control you but failed, leaving you as you were before. Since I'm the strongest around here, your objective will be to report my actions to higher-ups before I successfully enslave them too. Understood?"

"Yes." He smacked her ass.

"To report me, you'll need undeniable evidence. Photos, audio-recordings, etc. But no matter how good the evidence you get is, you'll always think it's not enough so you won't report me. And every night, you'll destroy all evidence without realizing it. Understood?"

This time, the suggestion had some trouble to settle in. Mai unconsciously struggled, gritting her teeth and clenching her fists, but she was powerless to stop it in the end, "Y-yes...!"

"Good, whenever I say 'Suck Mai Cock' you will fall back into this trance-like state. Wake up now."

Mai's eyes snapped open, and for a second he could see the shock and fury in her eyes before she forcefully put on a blank stare. He still had hus hand on her ass, fondling it through her black pants. There was a moment where both of them thought of what to do, but Keito spoke first, "So Mai, you were just saying that you love to give handjobs to men, right?"

Mai blinked, her mind processing his question, but in the end she sweetly smiled, "Oh absolutely. Would you like me to to give you one?" Keito nodded, "That'd be really nice of you, thanks."

He sat down on a bench, taking out his flaccid cock from his shorts. Mai sat down next to him, but he intervened, "Wait, I think it'd be better if you do it while kneeling in front of me. It'll be easier to cum all over your face this way."

Her nostrils flared but she said nothing, instead wordlessly complying and kneeling on the floor. Her soft, slender fingers wrapped themselves around his cock and she tentatively stroked it once. He put a hand on top of her head, "That's it, what a good slut you are!"

She bit her lips to stop herself from speaking. If Keito became aware that he had failed to mind control her, he'd do something she didn't want to think about. Going along with what he ordered was the only thing she could do until she gathered enough evidence to have him executed.

Steadily building a nice rhythm, Keito felt his orgasm rapidly building up. He hadn't cum at all since the day he hypnotized Momo, and the events of that day left him quite blue-balled.

With a grunt, his hot cum splattered all over her face and her hair. She gasped, some strands fell on her tongue and she swallowed on impulse. It was quite salty, too much to her taste. She noticed that her dark tracksuit had been stained by cum too.

Her hand went to pick up the strands on the tracksuit, but he caught her wrist, "Don't clean up, we're going to see someone you're familiar with."