Turn her into your

You decide that you want to have some fun with your step-mom. It's a pretty easy decision, considering how much you've thought of her before. Apparently, you and your father have very similar tastes. She's only a few years older than you, you can barely remember her being in the oldest class at your grade school when you started there.

Since there's not much time before Jessica arrives home, you hurry and make the preparations that need to be done. First, you create a bit of insurance against there being any problems. You reach out to her mind and and make sure that no matter what, she will not leave the house once she enters without your say so, and also that she will not use any physical **** against you. Other than that, you don't touch her mind at all. After that, you create all the items you plan on using, but you can always make more when you need to. There are various bondage items: whips, paddles, hand cuffs, ankle cuffs, and best of all, a cage for your stepmother.

After sitting and waiting for a few more minutes, you finally hear a car pull into the driveway, and the door opening in another room. "John," she starts, "whose car is that in the driveway?"

"It's a friend's," you reply, "I borrowed it for today." After a short pause, you ask, "Jessica, could you make me a sandwich?"

"You're eighteen, John, I think you can make your own sandwich by now." She says with a sigh.

Finally, she walks into the room that you're in. She stops dead in her tracks when she notices all the equipment you have laid out. "That's not the kind of attitude I think my new **** girl should have, Jessica." You tell her.

"W-what do you mean?" She stammers out.

"What I mean is that you are my ****. Now kneel!" When she doesn't kneel immediately, you go over to her and **** her down on her knees. She resists you the whole way, but doesn't try to hit you. You slap her for her disobedience, and say "If you don't do as I say, Jessica, this will only be more painful for you."

"No!" She yells at you. "I won't be your ****! You don't tell me what to do!"

"If that's the way you want to do this..." You mutter. You grab her by her hair and pull her towards the the wall backwards. You materialize a St. Andrews Cross, and pull her up to it. Using the cuffs, you bind her to the cross to teach her a lesson and break her spirit. Of course you could do this instantly with your mind.