He tries, but is too slow

I leaned in towards Jessica and grabbed her knee. She tried to pull away from me, but changed her mind and grabbed my wrist. "I claim you." Both of our voices rang out, slightly out of sync. A warm feeling suffused my body as I watched my Mistress.

"Ha, I guess it was just a crock spam text after all Carl. You were right." My mistress looked at me expectantly.

"No, Mistress, I was wrong. It is real. Sorry for trying to claim you, please forgive me, I am yours to command." Jessica gasped.

"Ok Carl. If this is real, I would be able to make you do stuff you otherwise wouldn't, right?"

"Yes Mistress." Jessica smiled and peeled one of her socks off her foot. She held it out to me.

"Suck on this." I grabbed it without hesitation and shoved the sock in my mouth. It tasted of sweat. I had been with my mistress all day and knew she had been wearing this sock through several classes, a lengthy walk between classes, and warmup for cheer tryouts. Holding the sock in place with my teeth I sucked as much of the flavor out as I could. I lookdd at my mistress and she watched me mouth agape. "Holy shit. It is real. I own you now. Holy shit." I noticed she was squeezing her thighs tight and rubbing her legs together. Just then Rachel, my mistress's roommate/girlfriend, walked up.

"Hey guys, how are tryouts going?" Rachel was a beautiful redhead I had had a crush on since day one of this semester, when I had met her while I helped my Mistress move in. They had hit it off pretty quickly, and within a month of living togrther my mistress excitedly told me that they had gotten drunk one night and made out, and had been dating since. Before my mistress claimed me I still had a rush on Rachel, but those feelings were nothing compared to what I felt now for my Mistress.

"Rachel, you are not going to believe this." My mistress showed Rachel the message on my phone. Rachel laughed but my mistress insisted it was real. "I'm not jokong babe. Carl and I both jokingly tried to claim each other, but I was first, and now he is my ****. I don't know why or how, but it is real. People can claim other people as slaves as easily as shaking hands."

"Yeah, nice try you two. You have pranked me with your dumb inside jokes before, I am not falling for this one. Umm, babe, where is your sock?" Rachel was looking at my mistress's bare foot, which was dangling tantalizingly over the edge of the bleacher.

"Oh, that. Ummm. I didn't believe it at first either, so I commanded Carl to do something he wouldn't willingly do. I ummm. I made him suck on my sock. Carl, open your mouth." I opened my mouth and revealed mistress's sock.

"Oh wtf Jessica. All that proves is that Carl is a perv with a foot fetish." Rachel tried to pull the sock out of my mouth, but I pulled away, unwilling to stop obeying mistress's order. "Congrats, now you have to do cheer tryouts with a wet sock."

"I am sure I can borrow a sock from someone else." Mistress replied.

"Yeah, and if nobody gives you a sock, because who would, you can do your magic on them and make them a ****, right?" Rachel scoffed.

"Ummm, yeah, I guess I could. Would you be ok with me claiming another woman?" Mistress looked nervously at her girlfriend.

"If you can find another woman willing to roleplay out this weird fantasy, sure, as long as I get to play with her too." Rachel said dismissively. She watched Mistress close as she said"Try out Megan, she looks like she would be fun." Megan was one of our mutual friends who had never gotten along with Rachel. Rachel had confided in me that she thought Megan was in love with Mistress and was jealous. Jessica walked over to Megan and spoke quietly for a moment before the pair walked back over.

"Rachel, I was telling Megan about the trick I told you, I want you to try it on her." Mistress smiled. For some reason she wanted Rachel to claim Megan instead of having her join me in her harem. I wasn't sure why, but I would never question the wisdom of my Mistress. Rachel scoffed.

"Okay, but don't blame me when nothing happens, this is your stupid joke." She laid her hand on Megan's arm and said "I claim you." Megan's look of disdain was immediately replaced with a look of devotion.

"Ok, now give her a command." Mistress insisted.

"Ok Megan, take Jessica's sock off, suck on it, and then give her both of your socks." Megan responded as quickly as I did, leaning down to slide my mistress's sock off and pop it into her mouth. She didn't seem to enjoy the experience as much as I did and I cringed at the waste. She then peeled her own socks off and gave them to my mistress. "Ok. Holy shit. This might actually be real. Megan, nod for yes, shake for no, are you bi?" Shake "Are you a lesbian?" nod "Are you in love with Jessica?" Nod "Do you enjoy sucking on her dirty sock?" Shake. "Do you belong to me?" Nod "So you will do whatever I command?" Nod "Make out with Carl."

Megan immediately turned to me. I looked at mistress for approval and she nodded, smiling. Megan grabbed me by the head and kissed me passionately, mistress's socks getting in the way a bit.

"Holy shit Jessica. This is real. We can claim people. We have slaves!"