Test your power

*Originally posted by Khan and copied here with permission.

"That's okay, bro, I can see she's busy right now..." Andrew mumbles while searching some food, apparently resigned to cook for himself, most probably for the first time in his life. He spends a long time pondering his options, before grabbing himself a banana and proceeding to peel it. You smile in amusement, witnessing the insurmountable effort he just went through.

For your part, you're enjoying your breakfast immensely, both the food and the blowjob. One could easily get used to it. However, now that your first night of passion with Kelly is past, a thought come across your mind and become more and more invasive. You don't know the actual limitations of your power. Could you lose your claim on the redhead's entire person? What will happen when she takes a shower and whashes the ink from her skin? Will she come back to her sense? Will she keep and memories? Will she hate you? You feel frightened just thinking about it. Being unable to fuck her anymore would be terrible enough, but you most certainly couldn't survive being the target of any hard feeling from this wonderful woman.

You need an answer. It's almost ruining your mood and you're caught off guard when you finally cum in Kelly's mouth with a high whimper. You let her wash your dick with her tongue, then tell her "I need your help to investigate something, could you please go and pick a sharpie, a sponge and household products?"

She frowns in confusion, but her perplexity is quickly erased by a loving smile. "Sure, Ryan, everything you want."

She stands up and go searching for the items you asked. Andrew, on the other hand, looks at you with scepticism. "What are you thinking about?" he asks, intrigued.

"You'll see." you simply answer.

Kelly comes back soon with everything you needed, and you reward her with a slap on her butt. "Thanks, sweetie. Now, you both agree that this is mine?" you ask, pointing at the table with your name still written on it.

They both nod and your servant even answers "Of course, Ryan! Why would we deny you of your property."

You use the sponge to erase the mark and ask "What about now?"

They look confused, but Andrew finally answer "This is our table, man. I don't really know, man, my parents still share the house so I guess you own half of it since my mom is yours?"

You shiver, but nod. It's the worst possible scenario, Kelly is your slut only as long as she doesn't clean herself. And you can't exactly order her to never shower, you don't want her to start stinking. You still have a few tests to run, though. You lend the sharpie to the redhead and order "Now, write my name on it." Once it's done, you ask again "And now?"

"It's your table, why are you still asking this?" Andrew answers, apparently fed up with it all.

So, you don't need to be the one writing your name on stuff for it to belong to you. However, maybe it worked this time only because it was written by somebody you own and who consider herself as an extension of your body. You erase your name with the sponge again and, this time, give the sharpie to your friend. "Can you write my name on the table?"

"Man, I don't understand what you're doing but it's lame. I have places to be, you know."

You roll your eyes. The only place Andrew planned to be today was in his room with his video games. "Please, just do it. It won't take long."

He sighs and quickly marks your name. "There! Happy."

"Yes." you answer. "Now, who owns the table."

"I keep telling you it belongs to my family. Jeeze, you're annoying me!" He angrily throw his banana peel to the trash and rush upstair. "If you wanna play, come see me, but not if it's some boring game with a sharpie!"

So, a person unrelated to you can't grant you ownership of something by writing your name on it. That's annoying, but you can do with it.

"Ryan, are you alright?" Kelly ask, worried.

You smile reassuringly at her. "Yeah, I'm almost done. Just one last thing."

You take the sharpie and write on your plate Scarlett Johansson's car, the ask Kelly "Hey, what's that and who does it belong to?"

She looks at you with confusion in her eyes and answers "Well, it's one of our plates. Why are you asking this?"

Okay, it should be enough tests for today. Now you should find a solution to avoid losing your ownership on your best friend's beautiful mother without forbidding her to clean herself...