"I'll have her destroyed and delivered to you by noon tomorrow"

You don't really believe it. Your girlfriend is quite the seductress, but she's never shown you anything to suggest that she's capable of that. Maybe, just maybe to some wild girl pre-disposed to it, but not some random girl from her office.

You shake your head. "Sure," you say in disbelief.

Erin sits up and gives you an intense look. "You don't believe me? You don't know how close I was with this girl. Tomorrow it's in the bag. You'd better take the day off work because I'm going to be here with her, ready for her to declare her total servitude to you, and then to the world."

You chuckle, smugly, but you don't care. "Why noon? Why not give yourself a full day to..."

"I don't need a full day" Erin is as determined as you've ever seen her. "This girl is going to be my masterpiece. She's going to be my ****. I'm going to win this contest. And then you're going to be my **** too."

Still, you don't believe. You know it's obvious from the look you're giving your girlfriend.

"I mean it. Take tomorrow off work. You'll see something amazing." She says, laying back down, projecting a good amount of smugness herself.

You doubt she can accomplish this. You doubt she can win this contest.

You take the next day off work, just to be sure.

And when noon rolls around... nothing. No Erin. No girl from work. Nothing.

Until 12:15, when your doorbell rings. Suddenly you feel unsure. Is it really possible that your girlfriend has achieved what she said she would? The total sexual enslavement of another person in just half a day? Is she that much of a sex goddess that she could pull it off.

You hesitate to open the door. There's a tension in the air. Maybe it's a package delivery. Maybe it's a solicitation. Maybe it's the guy reading the meter. You open the door.

It's a beautiful nude girl on a leash.

And holding the other end of the leash is a proud looking Erin. You can't believe it. You don't know whether or not you want to focus on her pride, or on the girl before you.

You pick the girl. She's quite gorgeous. Young, African American with a lighter complexion, curly brown hair with blonde highlights in it. Her breasts are perky C-cups, with big erect purple nipples, and her pussy... well you can't make it out with her on all fours the way she is. But you're sure you'll get to that soon enough.

Her flesh is speckled with freckles. Her hips are curvy but her waist is thin. And her face is very pretty, with big brown eyes and... well, as much of it that you can make out under what seems like a gallon of cum.

"May we come in?" Erin asks. Of course she knows the answer. You nod

You try to remember this girl's name. Erin had said it just yesterday. Something with an N. Oh well. You smile at her. "You must be N...."

"****." She answers softly. Timid but determined.

"I see..." you try to take in this whole situation. Your cock is certainly growing at witnessing the glee with which your naughty girlfriend has seemingly done exactly what she promised, destroyed and enslaved an ordinary, though lovely, girl. "Nice to meet you"

"Will you fuck me?" She asks, desire dripping from her voice.

You look up at Erin. She shrugs. You have to admit to yourself, you're proud of her.

"How many men have you already fucked today?" You ask.

The girl, ****, seems uncertain. She looks at Erin with a blank look. Then back at you. She shakes her head. "I'm not for thinking. I'm for fucking."

"It's okay honey" Erin says, like a very sweet mistress, as she pets her slaves head. "It's been a light day, hasn't it? Only seventeen people so far."

**** looks up at Erin. "Will you fuck me?"

Erin smiles. "Sure. We both will. As soon as he admits that he's lost this contest. Once he does that, me and my slaves are going to have all sorts of fun."

And you smile at your girlfriend, and let her have a few more moments of pride over her accomplishment. You know exactly how you're going to respond to her.

"Sure..." you say, a very filthy smile growing across your lips, "I'll admit it. But first you need to know one thing."

Erin looks at you curiously.