missions???

Edited by:eb18

“Sigh,” this was probably the umpteenth sigh I had let out in the last hour.

A habit that had started to become more of a recurrence in my life.

Tired and resigned, I rearranged some papers in my small “office” within the yoga studio.

This office was originally a storage room used to store equipment from the former karate school, but since the ghost named Billy put me to work for him, he had adapted it for clerical use.

It had a desk and file cabinet that took up at least half the room, and it didn't even have a window, yet I wasn't complaining. It was my little safe space. A place where I was in control. I was comforted to call it my little haven.

The last 3 months had been crazy, so many things had changed. At first, I couldn't understand why a ghost would want a yoga school or why I had to work for him. After thinking about it for a while, I figured it out. The yoga school served as a cover for Billy to meet and add women to his harem.

The realisation made me sick, but despite my disgust, here I was filling out reports and balancing the books so we wouldn't be fined for not paying taxes, actively participating in the madness that had become my job.

At times it was an overwhelming amount of work. Even though I was in my last year of studying finance I had not yet graduated and there was a big difference between the theoretical and practical application.

I always had to go the extra mile to ensure I didn't make any mistakes, not that I would complain if I could keep my free will.

Speaking of the ghost, Billy had surprisingly kept his word. My mom and Jessica soon moved out after our agreement, so I was spared the torment of observing what he had done to their relationship. I was glad I had pushed to extend our deal to include my friend Lily being left alone. Once, he released his control from her, she seemed to have returned mostly to normal, except for a few changes I couldn’t quite put my finger on. Given how much I had been changed and now perceived things, I honestly tried not to stress about this detail.

Billy had told me everything would be fine between us if I did all he assigned me to his satisfaction. He had a funny way of trying to reassure me.

But I was sure the deal we struck wouldn’t last, and I had been actively looking for ways to get him out of my life. It was risky but I couldn’t just lie down while he completely ruined my life, as well as my family’s lives.

So, I decided to bring Lily up to speed on the situation. I was grateful it had not taken much to convince her, even though I was sure I must’ve sounded like a crazy person. Afterwards, we met at least once weekly to update each other about what we had learned.

Our research hadn’t yielded any solutions yet. Though, oddly enough the supposed clues Lily tended to give almost always led me towards kinky fantasy sites or fetish porn websites.

I didn't judge her though; it was hard to find information about possession, so we needed to think outside the box.

Another loud sigh passed through my lips.

In general, Billy left me to own devices. Most of my work was assigned by Antonella herself. With my increased libido, I had to take quite a few breaks to take care of my needs, meaning she had caught me in some compromising situations. Usually, Antonella was quite a tough but fair taskmaster, ensuring I completed all my work on time. However, in those instances where I couldn’t hold off any longer, overcome with lust, she would offer me a knowing smile and some time to take care of myself even as I clumsily tried to cover up my shame.

Otherwise, we ignored each other outside of work.

On the few occasions Billy had been around the last few months, I tried to leave my office as little as possible, hoping but knowing there was little I could do to stop him if he wanted me to be a part of one of his acts of lewd debauchery.

Another sigh escaped my mouth, this time laden with lust.

I was feeling the desire building up in my body once again. I leaned back in my chair as my other hand began to roam my body while my mind replayed that day when I met Billy possessing Lily, the sex we had still vivid and causing me to flush with heat.

My hand wandered down to the office skirt I was wearing, resting close to my clitoris. The play with the little vibrator, the exhibitionism, the taste of Lily's vagina in my mouth, all the possession porn I had consumed over the past few months. It all swirled in my mind creating the perfect storm of arousal.

Everything made me long for release. But with a **** movement, I pulled my hand away from my sex and tightly gripped my hand, determined to not give into this feeling.

With some effort of will, the lewd thoughts were slowly disappearing, the desire slowly becoming more manageable but not completely abating.

It was a constant but tolerable experience that I knew in time I would have to take care of.

This situation was more common than I would like to admit. I didn't know how long Billy had used me, but I knew I had played with my head long enough for things like this to turn me on out of the blue.

My sexual libido in the last 3 months was insane. My hunger for pleasure **** me to masturbate at least six times a day or more if I wanted to be a functioning human being.

I had tried to ignore my desires at first but that only made things worse, so I always indulged my body's needs as part of my daily routine. At least this way I would stay in control. At some point, I realized that men disgusted me, and my tastes had changed. There was no longer that spark attraction I once held.

So reluctantly, I started consuming lesbian porn regularly along with possession porn.

I knew this was because of Billy’s influence, changing people at their core: Jessica, Mom, and Antonella being good examples.

I reflected on my family's situation. Even though I was well and relatively safe now, Mom and Jessica were in the polar opposite position.

Billy had turned Jessica into a literal living doll. She had no personality and no aspirations. She just lived to breathe and wait for Billy to pull her strings.

Sometimes she was saddled with the personality of a silly girl or a loving girlfriend, but it never lasted long. Mom got the worst of it. Her strong but loving personality had been replaced by a cougar in constant heat.

When he didn't have his hands playing with her or another woman, she could barely hold a conversation with me, but her words were loaded with sexual desire and her gaze emphasized how much she wanted to fuck me.

In that voracious look was not my mother.

I had not stopped looking for ways to rescue them, but nothing seemed to work.

As I was reflecting on my sad reality, someone knocked on my door. I assumed it was Antonella looking for the reports I had to complete for that asshole Billy.

I yelled, “Come in!” and got everything ready when the door opened.

Antonella followed by my mom walked in. I tensed up but tried not to express the worry on my face. Antonella was decked out in a typical tight-fitting exercise outfit accentuating her body while my mom came in practically naked.

She wore only a lacy bralette and a pair of transparent brown panties. Her face showed a blank expression, covered in heavy makeup, with her mouth hanging open. Her long black hair danced with her every move. It was longer than Mom usually let it down.

Before she could speak Antonella snapped her fingers and Mom threw herself to the floor in front of my desk, propping herself up on her hands and knees.

Antonella sat on my mom’s back and leaned her elbows on my desk while placing her chin in one hand as she stared straight into my eyes confidently.

Instantly, I knew was in Billy’s presence.

A pang of fear overcame me as I held his gaze. We sat in silence for a while, just staring at each other until Billy spoke again, “It's still blue, huh?”

He was referring to my hair. I had continued to dye it as part of one of the rituals I had kept up with to cling to my fading identity.

A symbol of rebellion originally against Mom's control had become a symbol against Billy's control.

Without waiting for my response, he continued.

“It’s time we talk Roni, how is my favorite daughter?” he said endearingly, using the nickname my mom used to call me when I was younger and reaching out to caress my cheek, but I pulled away.

“Don’t you have a kingdom to build?” I said sarcastically and with an air of fake annoyance. “Right now, I’m kind of busy as you can see.” I swept my arms around my desk filled with papers to emphasise my point, before gathering myself up and crossing my arms. “Besides, the last time I checked the person you're currently using as a seat is the person that birthed me.”

Picking up his hand, Billy calmly responded to my scathing comment.

“I was going to come in as Eveline, but Antonella insisted that I use her. She loves to be used; you know? Besides I wanted to see Punktits. I thought I would make some time for us to catch up.” He said now with his usual tone.

“Just, tell me what you want Billy?” I said rolling my eyes.

“You still insist on calling me that even though I don't identify with that name? You are going to make me cry, Veronica. And I was coming to propose a deal to free your family.” He said theatrically, but I ignored that and questioned his last statement.

“Free my family?” I asked suspiciously.

“Oh, now you’re interested in what I have to say. Yes, as you heard, I'm going to give you a way to save your mother and sister. That’s of course, if you accept. Although I don’t doubt you won't. After all, I know you've been looking for a way to get rid of me.”

My heart stopped.

His tone and composure didn't change. He had acted normal, but a strange pressure hit me, making me feel small: he hadn't stopped monitoring me.

I should’ve been more suspicious when he said he would leave me alone. I was careless, now I was completely at his mercy.

Billy ran Antonella's blue-manicured hands down Mom's backside, stopping at the peak of her enticing curves to firmly knead her doughy ass before continuing, “Don't you want to free Old Bettsy, Veronica? I must admit she's the body I'm most fond of, after all your mommy was my first body. But I’m magnanimous and I thought this would be a good opportunity to end our little feud.”

My mom purred at his touch as a stream of drool came out of her mouth leaving a big stain on the carpet.

I had to grit my teeth when I heard Billy refer to my mom as a cow. Seeing my mom reduced to this state made me push my distrust aside and hesitantly ask, “Wha- what do you propose?”

Smiling Billy applauded, “I love it when you’re so cooperative! Well, my offer is simple Veronica, from now on I will give you a few errands... Let's call them ‘missions’. If you can fulfil most of them successfully, I’ll free your mom and sister.”

I swallowed nervously and asked, “What kind of missions?”

“Oh, Punktits you know the kind of missions I'm talking about”.

“How can I trust you? Also, how do I know this isn't another trap of yours to torment me or you’ll even release us when I’ve done what you've asked?” I asked with thinly veiled anger.

“You won't know, but at least I’m giving you a more tangible chance to change your family’s fate. In my books, that’s better than blindly searching around the internet and jilling off to possession porn. Besides...” Billy snapped his fingers once more and the door opened. As he continued to speak, “Don't you want to save your family?”

Through the door came Jessica prancing in with a silly grin on her face.

She was dressed in a frilly white top that pressed tightly against her small breasts with pink sleeves and a collar which matched a small pink and white striped bow that hung loosely around her chest.

She wore her hair in a long braid and wore thick black horn-rimmed glasses.

“Hey, sis! Isn’t Master Billy dreamy?” she praised dumbly when she saw me. She wrapped her arms around Billy’s neck, staring at him admiringly. “I just want to eat him up. You should join me, it'll be fun.”

“Jes-Jessica!” I exclaimed in surprise.

The scene before me broke my heart: Billy had snaked his arm around Jessica’s waste bringing her in close and planting a few kisses to her neck causing her to burst into a fit of giggles. I couldn't help it after seeing this.

“W-what do I have to do?”

Billy smiled and said, “I'm glad you accepted Punktits. Here’s what you must do then...”