The Illuminated Man

“Excuse me young ladies”, said the stranger.

He was dressed in cherry-red Doc Martens boots, black fishnet stockings with a matching garter belt, and black hipster panties. Every inch of his exposed skin was tattooed with images of sex acts and debauchery - and they all moved. Some with faces and eyes leered at the sisters, the rest writhed and twisted and spasmed.

The girls blushed, their eyes drawn to his obvious erection, but they wasted little time.

“Mister, do you want to buy our sister? Only $38, she’s not too horrible looking and she’s been chipped, so she’s very obedient. Here, look at what she can do.”

Katia severed your bonds with a small curved blade, and Zuki ordered you to show the man more of your body. To your horror, not only were you unable to disobey, but following the orders sent waves of pleasure through your body, causing your nipples to stiffen, and your pussy to moisten. The push and pull of horror and desire left you nauseated, but with no option but to comply.

The tattooed man approached your cage until his face was inches away from where you were spreading your pussy wide, having popped your breasts free of their bra and pulled your underwear to one side to obey your sister. The stranger sniffed, obviously a connoisseur of cunt, and watched intently as you plunged two fingers in and out of your sopping pussy.

“Do I get to sample the goods first?” asked the man, a damp patch clearly visible on the part of his panties being tented by his swollen cock. You groaned in pleasure at the thought of being ravaged in public by this disgusting man, your natural feelings of shock and revulsion being subverted by the mind-control chip installed behind your ear.

Your sisters smirked.