With great power cums great responsibility

Joshua Tiberius West, man the fuck up! You made this mess, and you have to fix it, he thought to himself. He considered the app again, it could do so much, but that was as much the problem. He needed to review any changes or the next thing he knew he might be turned into **** girl himself or someone mindless cum machine. He’d need to have plenty of time to plan his next use. This he needed to handle without rewriting the rules.

“Oh, Anna, I’m so sorry,” Josh said, knowing how she’d hear it was not how he’d meant it. She turned to Josh and tried to say something, but he never knew what. She broke out into an ugly cry. She curled up into the fetal position and fell sideways into his lap. She barely missed his pitched tent. Her hot tears were soaking through his pants legs and quickly cooling. He refused to let himself resent her for that, instead rightfully resenting himself. “Those fucking eugenists, of course you’re frustrated and confused, how can you be expected to be happy being bought for a high price because of your Irish heritage when you want to be degraded because of your Laotian blood. I bet that is why it worked out as well as it did for your grandma.”

“Oh, Gawww! I… hopeless. …can’t even..” Anna said between sobs.

“Anna, I have an idea. I’m gonna ask you for something very precious, and you have every right to say, no.” Took a steadying breath. “I’m going ask your permission to make you tell what will make you happy.” Josh braced himself for her to tell him that was stupidest idea she’d ever heard of, to accuse of trying manipulate her, to call him out for the pervert he was feeling he was.

Instead she stopped wailing, and after a minute turned over to look up at him. Was that fear? Yes, fear made sense to Josh. He had tried not to make it a command, but maybe he’d failed, or maybe ****-bred were so sensitive that they had to fight hearing every suggestion as a command. “Why would that help? How would it even work?”

Well that could have been worse. “I’m thinking if I take the tone and manner of a master, it will short circuit all the crap people, no, that we all have put on you. If you really want to be a pain-slut, or a sexless aesthetic, or anything in between, when you’re ordered to tell, I think whatever is true that will come through. When it does, know this, Sara and I will still love you and we’ll help you find your happiness. I’ll drag Jess back here by her toes, if that is what it takes,” Josh said, with a grin at the end that said he was more than half serious.

“I… don-… may… No… I’m not sure I want to know.”

Josh said, “sure, no need even say ‘no’-“

“Yes!” Her eyes went from afraid to hard.

“What?! But you just said-“

“I know what I said, but when I didn’t have to answer I felt a weight lift off my chest, I knew I was making the choice, and I want to try.” She sat up, “Do it.”

Okay, Josh thought, here we go, we have the money, whatever she wants we’ll pay for it to happen. He took a deep breath to get into character. “Anna,” he seized her hair at the base, and pulled her ear close to his mouth. He continued in a firm steady whisper with just a hint of anger in it. According to what was taught about the ****-breed, he had to shock her while establishing dominance, “Tell me what do you need to be happy for life.”

“You, Sir!”

Josh let go of her hair. “Damn, I’m sorry, I guess I should have seen that you might default to ‘pleasing your master’. I hope that didn’t hurt too much.”

“No, Josh, that wasn’t it.” She took his hand. “When you asked I understood, you were so considerate before hand. Even Jess got off on telling me to eat her out. You didn’t. You cared about what I wanted,” her face brightening as she spoke.

“Anna, no. I’m not some saint. I got hard just seeing you were a ****-Breed,” Josh blurted out. Idiot, Josh thought as soon as the words were out of her mouth, why did you say that!?

Anna gave him a flat look, “like I didn’t feel it in the back of my head. But you didn’t try to take advantage, and I can see how much thought you put into not making me give you permission to make me obey. You were smart enough to see how that could happen and kind enough to avoid it. That is the best I can hope for,” she turns her face down but looks at you through her eyelashes, “and I know I can trust you with my fetishes, Sara tells me how much you trouble go through making up your fake affairs.”

Josh groaned inside. It was killing him. “Exactly, I’m with Sara!”

“She’s half French! I bet she sent you here hoping you’d find out I’m a **** Breed. Do you have any idea how many men I’ve known who haven’t taken advantage of a **** Breed?” She held up a single finger. “One.”

“Wait, what about your father?”

“He never tried to screw me, but he would tell me what to do knowing full well I couldn’t say no. My brother **** distant cousin **** Breed, and would have bought her if he hadn’t been out bid. What’s worse I wanted them to, to ruin me like that,” Anna bit her lip. “I think I’ll want to be tossed aside so you can own my daughter or be my son’s cumdumpster. I suspect it’s the Laotian need to be humiliated and denigrated thing. I need someone I can trust. Please, I promise, I’ll get Daddy to sell me for a penny; he’ll understand it’s like grandma. I know now, that I can trust you more than myself.” In her begging Anna had lost the constant conscious control she needed. She was grinding her clit through her shorts against Josh’s knee.

Fuck! Josh thought, are we really considering doing this!?

Yes.

…

I’m an idiot

…

Yes.

A real fucking big idiot.

Also, yes.

“Anna you’re wrong,” Josh pulled his phone out. “I’m the monster that made you like this.” He showed her the App, explaining things weren’t like this until he has written these rules and that when he changed things at first he had thought it was a gag, but they had had so many side effects he was terrified being hasty going forward.