Interrupted by a knock at the door.

Before you can offer her another fun choice, there's a loud knock at the door. You absently realize that Jess's screaming had ended and you are positive that's her.

You rip open the door and almost don't recognize the stunning woman you see. It's Jess, of course, exactly how you left her, except she's wearing nothing but a men's shirt with only two strategic buttons done. She's a little flushed and covered in a light sheen of sweat. With a smile, she holds out a small wad of bills.

"Got you some money, John." Your very first adjustment kicked in and she added with a smile, "Can I do anything for you while I'm here?"

You sigh and snatch the cash from her and give her a sharp slap. "You stupid bitch. You don't have to give it to me right away. I'm busy."

She recoils, horrified. "Ohmigod, I'm so sorry! I thought you'd be happy!"

You sigh again. This would be much easier if you just shattered her mind and **** her to act a certain way, but then you don't want to have to deal with all that. "Look, just give it to me in the mornings when you come over to clean."

She nods, one hand still on her cheek. "Okay, I'm sorry!" She won't make that mistake again.

You look back at Jenny as Jess turns to leave and see that she's completely transfixed by what's happening, her eyes locked on Jess's exposed body. You see instantly that she feels intimidated by Jess's beauty but somehow recognizes that you treat her better than this gorgeous woman, and that makes her feel... confused. She likes assholes, thanks to you, so your moment of ager with Jess actually turned her on, but part of her wants to be the one on the receiving end of your anger.

You get an idea.

"Jess, wait. Come in, I want you to meet Jenny."

Jess is all too eager to do whatever you want, still hoping you will make the move towards a more sexual relationship.

She stands before Jenny, looking her over.

Jenny, for her part, feels totally inadequate in the presence of such a sex bomb.

You break the silence before they can do anything catty. "Jess, this is my servant, Jenny. She belongs to me and is better than you. I want you to obey her as you would me."

Jess looks pained, but recovers quickly. "O-okay, sure."

You turn to Jenny. "Jenny, this slut is my neighbor, Jess. She's a total bitch but she's secretly in love with me and will do anything for me."

Jess looks uncomfortable, clearly disliking the blatantly dismissive way you talk about her. You can see her thoughts, though, and she is just going to try harder to win your affection. No harm done.

Jenny can't help herself. "She's breathtaking." You see that Jenny is still paralyzed by her feelings of inadequacy and you feel irritated. There's a faster way to do this.

Jenny believes anything I tell her without question.

"I have the power to shape people's bodies. I made her like this. As my servant, I'm going to be doing the same to you."

Jenny chews her lip thoughtfully, intrigued. Aroused. "I can have a body like this without surgery or endless exercise." She realizes.

Nodding, I continue. "What's more, I can rewrite your entire mind. You are my plaything." She shivers, deeply aroused by the potential for ****. "You amuse me, however, and I will let you still be you if you swear yourself to me. Refuse and I'll find someone else to play with."

Jenny still on her knees, bends over and presses her forehead to the floor at your feet. "Please, no! I'll do it! I swear to serve you. I will do anything. I belong to you, just like you said. I swear, my old life is over. Please accept me..."

Seeing this girl you barely know so **** to be chosen as your personal **** turns you on instantly, your cock filling with blood. You extend a hand to your willing ****. "Rise, ****. You will address me as My Lord."

She takes it, rising to her feet. "Yes, My Lord. Thank you My Lord."

Your huge cock is throbbing, and it has nothing to do with the two beautiful women, naked and nearly naked, standing in your living room. You are a fucking god, and it feels good.