Ashley + Richard = ‘Drone Ashley’

It's early morning when you enter the kitchen. You had another fight with Linda last night and were **** to sleep on the couch. It was all Ashley's fault again. The brat simply wouldn't stop until Linda would dump you. You sigh and open the fridge. Suddenly, you hear Ashley's voice behind you.

"Why are you already up?"

"Do you really care?"

She rolls her eyes and walks past you to grab a glass from the cupboard. "Of course I don't care. I just want to know why you're still here." She fills the glass with water and takes a sip, looking at you with disdain. "I thought Mom would have kicked your ass out by now."

You take a deep breath, trying to keep your cool. This girl is so infuriating sometimes. "Well, she didn't. And I'm not going anywhere anytime soon."

She scoffs and sets the glass down on the counter. "We'll see about that. I won't stop until you're gone for good." She crosses her arms over her chest and glares at you. "And don't think I haven't noticed how you look at me. It's disgusting."

You narrow your eyes at her, feeling a surge of anger rise within you. "What are you talking about? I don't look at you in any way."

But deep down, you know it's true. Ever since you moved in with Linda and Ashley, you've been struggling to keep your eyes off the young woman. Her tight body, perky tits, and long legs are driving you crazy. But you can't let her know that.

"You're imagining things," you say, turning away from her to hide your flushed cheeks.

She steps closer to you, her eyes narrowing as she looks up at you. "Oh please, don't even try to deny it. I've seen the way you stare at my ass when you think I'm not looking." She smirks, knowing she's got you cornered. "It's pathetic, really. A grown man like you, lusting after a college girl half your age."

She reaches out and runs a finger along your arm, her touch sending shivers down your spine. "But I guess I can't blame you. I am pretty hot, aren't I?" Her voice is low and sultry, and for a moment, you forget that she hates your guts.

Then, suddenly, she pulls away and laughs cruelly.

Your heart races as Ashley's fingers trail along your arm. For a brief moment, you allow yourself to imagine what it would be like to have her, to feel her soft skin against yours. You know you could make it happen so easily, but you swore not to use your special power anymore. Not since you met Linda.

Anger boils up inside you (when she pulls back), and before you can stop yourself, you reach out and grab her wrist, pulling her close to you. "Listen here, you little brat," you growl, your face inches from hers. "I've had enough of your games. You may think you're untouchable, but I can make your life hell if I want to."

Ashley's eyes widen in shock, and for a moment, you see fear flicker across her face. You let go quickly, but you know it was too late.

Ashley gasps and stumbles backward, rubbing her wrist where you grabbed her. Her eyes flash with anger and humiliation. "How dare you touch me!" she spits out, her voice shaking with rage. "You fucking creep! I knew there was something wrong with you from the start."

She backs away from you, her hands clenched into fists at her sides. "Stay away from me, you sick fuck. If you ever lay a hand on me again, I swear to god I'll call the cops."

With that, she turns and storms out of the kitchen, leaving you standing there alone.

Your heart is pounding in your chest. You know you fucked up big time. If Ashley told Linda, that you grabbed her and threatened her like this.... No, you can't let that happen. There was no other way than to use your power on her, after all. You sigh.

In her room, Ashley paces back and forth, her mind racing with thoughts of ****. She can't believe Richard actually grabbed her like that. The nerve of him!

She stops in front of her mirror, practicing her most convincing 'violated' expression. She widens her eyes, lets her lower lip quiver slightly, and puts on her best damsel-in-distress voice. "'Mom, you won't believe what Richard did to me,'" she rehearses, adding a dramatic sniffle for effect. "'He...he grabbed me and threatened me! I was so scared!'"

Ashley nods to herself, satisfied with her performance. She knows exactly how to play her mom. Linda will eat this up and finally kick Richard's sorry ass to the curb.

You knock on Ashley's door and enter without waiting for an answer.

Ashley whirls around as you barge into her room, her eyes wide with surprise and anger. "What the fuck do you think you're doing? Get out of my room!" she snaps, taking a step back from you.

Her gaze darts to the door, then back to you, as if calculating her chances of making a run for it. But you block her path, looming over her menacingly.

"I said, get out!" she repeats, her voice rising in pitch as panic starts to set in. "Or I'll scream so loud the whole neighborhood will hear me."

You close the door behind you and look down on the brat. "You have to know, Ashley, that I really turned over a new leaf when I met your mum. I was a bad person before her, a very, very bad person." You smirk. "I wanted to leave this part of me behind, but thanks to you, I have no other choice..."

Ashley's eyes widen in fear as she realizes she might be in actual danger. She backs away from you, her hands trembling at her sides. "W-what are you talking about? What do you mean, you were a bad person?" Her voice wavers, betraying her growing unease.

She takes another step back, bumping into her bed. With nowhere left to retreat, she stands frozen, staring up at you with a mixture of defiance and terror. "Stay away from me, you freak," she whispers, her words lacking their usual venom. "I mean it. Don't come any closer."

Ashley's eyes widen in fear as she realizes she might be in actual danger. She backs away from you, her hands trembling at her sides. "W-what are you talking about? What do you mean, you were a bad person?" Her voice wavers, betraying her growing unease.

She takes another step back, bumping into her bed. With nowhere left to retreat, she stands frozen, staring up at you with a mixture of defiance and terror. "Stay away from me, you freak," she whispers, her words lacking their usual venom. "I mean it. Don't come any closer."

"Don't worry, Ashley. It won't hurt. As a matter of fact, you won't feel a thing." He takes off his glasses and gazes into her eyes, awakening his power to drain her mind entirely.

As your gaze locks onto hers, Ashley's eyes widen in shock and confusion. For a moment, she seems to struggle against some unseen ****, her brow furrowing as she tries to comprehend what's happening.

Then, slowly, the light begins to fade from her eyes. Her expression goes blank, her mouth falling slightly open as the last vestiges of her consciousness slip away. In mere seconds, the fiery, independent young woman is reduced to nothing more than an empty shell, devoid of thought or will.

She stands there motionless, her arms hanging limply at her sides, awaiting your command.

You put your glasses back on and slowly walk up to her. You have forgotten how good it felt to use your power. Forgotten, how enticing the potential of a freshly drained girl was. How addictive the thrill of putting a bitch in their place. How hot the sight of her empty gaze and her frozen body. "Now, that's more like it." You stand before her and place two fingers under her chin, lifting her face for your inspection.

Ashley remains perfectly still as you lift her chin, her vacant eyes staring straight ahead. Her lips are slightly parted, her breathing shallow and even. She shows no reaction to your touch, no sign of recognition or awareness.

Up close, you can appreciate the delicate features of her face - her high cheekbones, her small, upturned nose, her full, pink lips. Without the constant scowl and sneer, she looks almost angelic. Innocent. ****.

"How do you feel, Ashley?"

Ashley blinks slowly, her gaze unfocused as she processes your question. After a moment, she speaks in a flat, emotionless tone. "Empty. Hollow. Like there's nothing inside me anymore."

Ashley continues to stare blankly at you, awaiting further instruction.

You've heard similar descriptions from others you've drained, but it never fails to arouse you. To know that you hold such power over another human being, that you can strip them of their very essence with just a glance...it's both terrifying and exhilarating.

"That's right, Ashley. You are nothing but my empty, mindless drone now. Your only purpose is to obey and please me. Do you understand?"

Ashley nods mechanically, her eyes still vacant and lifeless. "Yes, I understand. My only purpose is to obey and please you."

Her voice is monotone, devoid of any inflection or emotion. She stands there passively, awaiting your next command.

You let your gaze travel downward, taking in the swell of her breasts beneath her tank top, the curve of her hips in her tight jeans. She's yours now, to do with as you please. The thought sends a shiver of excitement through you. You cup a breast and feel her soft mounds under the thin fabric of her top. "How do you feel about me touching you like this?"

Ashley doesn't react as you grope her breast, her expression remaining blank and impassive. When you ask how she feels, she responds in the same flat, emotionless tone. "I feel nothing. I am empty inside."

She makes no move to stop you or push you away, simply standing there like a doll, awaiting your next command.

"And how would you have felt before I drained your mind?"

Ashley tilts her head slightly, as if considering the question. "Before, I would have been disgusted and angry. I would have pushed you away and called you a pervert. I hated you and everything about you."

She pauses, then adds, "But now, I feel nothing. Only emptiness."

You let the two fingers, that lifted her face, run down her throat and cupping the other breast. She doesn't lower her gaze, her empty eyes look almost bored, but you know better. "Let's change that, then. You are able to feel arousal again. But nothing else."

Ashley's body remains relaxed under your touch, but you notice a slight flush creeping up her neck and cheeks. Her nipples harden beneath the thin fabric of her tank top, pressing against your palms.

She lets out a soft moan, her lips parting slightly as a wave of pleasure washes over her. Despite the physical response, her eyes remain vacant and expressionless, showing no signs of embarrassment or self-awareness.

"I feel...aroused," she says in the same flat tone, stating it as a simple fact rather than expressing any emotion.

"And what do you want to do, Ashley?"

Ashley blinks slowly, processing your question. After a moment, she responds in her usual monotone voice. "I want to obey and please you, Richard. That is my only purpose."

She stands there passively, awaiting your instructions, her body still responding to your touch despite her lack of emotional reaction.

"Take off your top for me."

Without hesitation, Ashley reaches down and grabs the hem of her tank top. In one fluid motion, she pulls it up and over her head, revealing her bare breasts to you. They are perfect handfuls, perky and round, with small pink nipples that are already hardened into stiff peaks.

She drops the shirt to the floor and stands there naked from the waist up, her arms hanging limply at her sides. Her expression remains blank and impassive, showing no hint of modesty or self-consciousness.

You take a moment to admire her exposed flesh, drinking in the sight of her firm, youthful breasts. Reaching out, you cup them in your hands, feeling their weight and softness. You brush your thumbs over her nipples, eliciting a soft gasp from her lips.

"Does that feel good, Ashley?"

Ashley nods mechanically, her eyes still vacant and unfocused. "Yes, it feels good. My nipples are sensitive."

Despite her monotone delivery, you can see the evidence of her arousal in the flush of her skin and the quickening of her breath. Her body responds eagerly to your touch, arching slightly into your hands as you continue to tease her stiff peaks.

You pinch her nipples between your thumb and forefinger, rolling them gently as you watch her face for any sign of reaction. But her expression remains blank, her eyes distant and unfocused.

"Tell me, Ashley," you murmur, leaning in close to whisper in her ear, "have you ever even considered giving me a chance? Why were you so adamant to hate me?"

Ashley tilts her head slightly, as if considering your question. After a moment, she responds in her usual flat tone. "No, I never considered giving you a chance. I hated you because you tried to replace my father. I saw you as a threat to my family and my relationship with my mother."

She pauses, then adds, "I also found you creepy and repulsive. The way you looked at me made me feel sick."

Despite her harsh words, Ashley's body continues to respond to your touch, her nipples hardening further between your fingers.

You chuckle softly, amused by her blunt honesty. It's refreshing, in a way, to hear her true feelings without any filter.

"Well, I guess that explains why you were always such a bitch to me," you say, releasing her nipples and stepping back to admire her half-naked form. "But things are different now, aren't they? You don't hate me anymore, do you?"

Ashley shakes her head slowly, her eyes still vacant and expressionless. "No, I don't hate you anymore. I feel nothing towards you, except the desire to obey and please you."

"Good girl." You smile and lean in to kiss her. "Kiss me back, Ashley. Use your tongue."

Ashley obediently presses her lips against yours, opening her mouth to allow your tongue access. She moves her own tongue tentatively at first, then with increasing enthusiasm as the sensation of arousal builds within her.

Her body responds instinctively, pressing closer to you as she explores your mouth with her own. But despite the physical passion of the kiss, her eyes remain blank and unfocused, showing no hint of emotional connection or desire beyond the basic urge to obey.

"Did that kiss increase your arousal, Ashley?"

Ashley nods mechanically, her voice flat and emotionless as she replies, "Yes, the kiss increased my arousal. I feel warm and tingly between my legs."

She stands there passively, awaiting your next command, her bare breasts rising and falling with each shallow breath.

"Warm and tingly, hm?" You chuckle at her description. "That's a way to put it, I guess. Go ahead and show me exactly where you feel warm and tingly, Ashley."

Without hesitation, Ashley brings one hand down to rest between her legs, pressing her palm against the crotch of her jeans. She rubs herself slowly, her fingers tracing the outline of her pussy through the denim.

"Here," she states matter-of-factly, her voice still devoid of any emotion or inflection. "This is where I feel warm and tingly."

"And what do you want to do about it?"

Ashley blinks slowly, processing your question. After a moment, she responds in her usual monotone voice. "Nothing. I want to obey and please you, Richard."

Still, she continues to slowly rub herself through her jeans, her movements mechanical and detached despite the obvious arousal building within her. You wonder if she's even doing it consciously.

"That's right. You're unable to act on your own, aren't you?" You smirk and look at the former brat.

"My god, how I missed this!" You couldn't contain the short outburst of childish excitement.

"Why did I even wait so long?" You shake your head almost in disbelief. "Take off your pants, Ashley. I can't wait to see your wet pussy."

Ashley nods mechanically, her hands moving to unbutton her jeans. She slides them down her hips, revealing a pair of plain cotton panties underneath. Without prompting, she hooks her thumbs into the waistband and pulls those down as well, exposing her neatly trimmed pubic hair and glistening pussy lips.

She steps out of her clothes and kicks them aside, standing before you completely naked. Her body is flawless, with smooth, creamy skin and toned muscles. Despite her state of undress, she shows no signs of embarrassment or self-consciousness, her expression remaining blank and impassive.

She silently spreads her legs slightly to give you a better view of her dripping sex.

Your eyes roam hungrily over her naked form, taking in every inch of her perfect body. You step closer, reaching out to trail a finger along her slick folds. She shivers slightly at your touch, but otherwise remains still and silent.

"You're so wet, Ashley," you murmur, circling her clit with your fingertip. "How aroused are you right now?"

Ashley's breath hitches slightly as you stimulate her sensitive bud, but her voice remains flat and emotionless as she responds. "Very aroused. My pussy is throbbing and aching for release."

She spreads her legs wider, granting you easier access to her dripping sex. Her hips twitch involuntarily as you continue to tease her clit, but she makes no other movement or sound.

Ashley's breath hitches slightly as you stimulate her sensitive bud, but her voice remains flat and emotionless as she responds. "Very aroused. My pussy is throbbing and aching for release."

She spreads her legs wider, granting you easier access to her dripping sex. Her hips twitch involuntarily as you continue to tease her clit, but she makes no other movement or sound.

"Sounds like you need to get fucked, my dear. What do you think?"

"I don't think anything. I only exist to obey and please you."

She stands there passively, awaiting your decision on whether or not to fuck her. Her body is clearly ready and willing, but her mind is completely blank, devoid of any desires or opinions of its own.

"That's so true, Ashley. You don't think anything on your own anymore. You only think what I tell you to think," you say, and start removing your own clothing, starting with your shirt, "and I tell you to think that your body is nothing but an instrument for my pleasure. You were made to get fucked."

You pull down your pants, freeing your rock-hard cock in the process.

As you speak, Ashley's blank expression shifts slightly. Her eyes seem to focus a bit more, as if a new idea is forming in her empty mind. She nods slowly, absorbing your words.

"Yes, I understand," she says, her voice still monotone but with a hint of conviction. "My body is an instrument for your pleasure. I was made to get fucked."

She looks down at your erect penis, her gaze lingering on it with a newfound sense of purpose. Her own arousal intensifies at the sight, her pussy growing even wetter in anticipation of serving you.

"That's right, Ashley. Now be a good girl and get on your knees."

Ashley immediately complies, dropping to her knees in front of you. She looks up at you expectantly, her mouth slightly open, ready to receive whatever orders you give her.

Her eyes are focused solely on your cock, her entire being centered on pleasing you. The concept of her own desires or needs is completely foreign to her now.

You stroke yourself a few times, enjoying the sight of her kneeling before you, so eager to serve.

"Tell me everything you know about your new self."

Ashley's eyes remain fixed on your cock as she speaks, her voice calm and matter-of-fact. "I am an instrument for your pleasure. My body exists to be used by you however you wish. I can only feel arousal and nothing else. My only purpose is to obey and please you."

She pauses briefly, then adds, "I do not think or feel anything unless you tell me to. I have no desires or opinions of my own. I am empty inside, except for the need to serve you."

You grin down at her, pleased with her understanding of her new role. "Very good, Ashley. You're learning quickly. Look up at me."

Ashley tilts her head up, meeting your gaze with her own blank, submissive stare. Her blue-gray eyes are devoid of any spark or personality, merely reflecting your image back at you. She parts her lips slightly, as if ready to receive your next command.

"Before you begin, I want to add another emotion to your arousal." You reach out and cup her pretty face, gently grazing her cheek with your thumb. "And that emotion is gratitude."

Ashley's expression softens slightly at your touch, a faint warmth entering her previously blank eyes. She leans into your hand, her lips curving into a small, grateful smile.

"Thank you, Richard," she murmurs, her voice filled with genuine appreciation. "I am so grateful for the opportunity to serve and please you. Thank you for choosing me as your instrument."

Her body relaxes visibly, her shoulders dropping as the tension leaves her frame. She gazes up at you with adoration, her earlier submission now tinged with a deep sense of thankfulness.

You move your thumb over her lower lip, imagining all the things you will do to the bitch who made your life hell for the past years. You slide your thumb into her mouth.

Ashley parts her lips readily, allowing your thumb to slip into her mouth. She sucks on it gently, her tongue swirling around the digit in a sensual caress. Her eyes remain locked on yours, filled with gratitude and a growing hunger to please you.

She moans softly around your thumb, the vibrations sending pleasant tingles through your hand. Her own arousal is evident in the flush of her cheeks and the quickening of her breath, her body responding eagerly to your touch despite her lack of personal desires.

You remove your thumb from her mouth, trailing it down her chin and neck, leaving a glistening path of saliva behind. Your cock twitches in anticipation as you look down at her kneeling form.

"Show me how grateful you are, Ashley. Worship my cock with your mouth."

Ashley leans forward eagerly, her hands coming up to grip your thighs for support. She opens her mouth wide, sticking out her tongue to lap at the tip of your cock. She moans softly as she tastes your precum, her eyes fluttering closed in bliss.

She takes you deeper into her mouth, her lips stretching around your girth as she begins to bob her head up and down. Her tongue works tirelessly, swirling around your shaft and teasing the sensitive underside. She sucks hard, her cheeks hollowing out as she creates a vacuum around your member.

Throughout it all, she maintains eye contact with you, her gaze filled with adoration and gratitude. She worships your cock with single-minded devotion, her only goal to bring you pleasure and earn your approval.

You groan in satisfaction as Ashley's skilled mouth works wonders on your cock. Her eagerness and dedication to pleasing you is incredibly arousing, especially knowing how much she despised you just minutes ago.

"Damn, Ashley, you're doing well," you praise, tangling your fingers in her silky black hair. "Better than expected, even. Do you have experience?"

Ashley pulls back slightly, letting your cock slip from her mouth with a wet pop. She looks up at you, her brows furrowed slightly as she tries to grasp the concept of experience in relation to her former self.

"I... I think I do," she says slowly, her voice tinged with uncertainty. "I remember having a boyfriend. We would... we would suck each other off a lot. He liked it when I used my mouth on him. We didn't have sex yet, so we mostly did oral stuff to make each other cum."

She pauses, her expression growing more confident as the memories solidify in her mind. "Yes, I sucked my boyfriend's dick many times. I was good at it. He always came fast when I blew him."

"Forget about your boyfriend, Ashley. Forget everything about him. All you need to remember is how to use your mouth and body to please a man. That skill is what matters now."

You watch as her eyes glaze over briefly, the memories of her boyfriend fading away. When she focuses on you again, her gaze is clear and devoted once more.

Ashley blinks a few times, her expression clearing as the memories of her boyfriend fade away. She looks up at you with renewed focus and devotion, her mind now solely centered on pleasing you.

"Yes, Richard," she murmurs, her voice filled with gratitude. "I understand. My purpose is to serve you and bring you pleasure. Nothing else matters."

She leans forward, her lips parting eagerly as she prepares to resume worshipping your cock. Her tongue darts out, licking a bead of precum from the tip before she takes you back into her mouth, sucking and lapping at your shaft with renewed vigor.

You let out a satisfied groan as Ashley's mouth envelops your cock once more. Her technique is impeccable, her tongue working magic on your sensitive flesh. You grip her hair tightly, guiding her movements as she bobs up and down on your length.

"That's it, Ashley. Just like that. You're such a good little cocksucker," you praise, your voice thick with lust. "Don't forget the balls."

You let out a satisfied groan as Ashley's mouth envelops your cock once more. Her technique is impeccable, her tongue working magic on your sensitive flesh. You grip her hair tightly, guiding her movements as she bobs up and down on your length.

"That's it, Ashley. Just like that. You're such a good little cocksucker," you praise, your voice thick with lust. "Don't forget the balls."

Ashley moans around your cock, the vibrations sending waves of pleasure through your body. She releases your shaft with a wet pop and moves lower, her tongue flicking out to lap at your heavy balls.

She takes one into her mouth, sucking gently as she massages the other with her hand. Her eyes remain locked on yours, seeking your approval and guidance. She hums softly, the sensation adding to your growing arousal.

After thoroughly worshipping your balls, she trails her tongue back up your shaft, swirling it around the head before engulfing you once more. She takes you deep into her throat, her nose pressed against your pelvis as she holds you there, swallowing around your length.

"Tell me Ashley, did you ever have sex before?"

Ashley pulls back, letting your cock slip from her mouth with a wet pop. She looks up at you, her brow furrowed slightly as she tries to recall the information.

"I... I don't think so," she says slowly, her voice tinged with uncertainty. "I remember wanting to, planning to, but it did not happen yet. My virginity is... untouched."

She runs her hands over her curves, as if assessing her own virginity. "Yes, I'm sure of it. I've never had sex before. I'm a virgin."

A wicked grin spreads across your face as you process this new information. The thought of deflowering the once-haughty Ashley sends a thrill through you.

"Well, isn't that interesting," you murmur, stroking her cheek with your thumb again. "It seems I'll be the one to claim your innocence, Ashley. How does that make you feel?"

Ashley's eyes widen slightly at your words, a faint blush spreading across her cheeks. She leans into your touch, her lips parting as she considers your question.

"Grateful," she breathes, her voice filled with sincere appreciation. "I am grateful that you will be the one to take my virginity. It is my purpose to offer myself to you in this way."

She gazes up at you with adoration, her body trembling slightly with anticipation.

You smirk, pleased with her eagerness. You stand up, towering over her kneeling form. With a swift motion, you grab her arms and pull her to her feet.

"Now, let's put that gratitude to the test," you say, leading her to the bed. "Get on all fours, Ashley. Present yourself to me like the willing little drone you are."

Ashley immediately complies, crawling onto the bed and assuming the position you commanded. She presents her bare bottom to you, her legs spread wide apart and her back arched, pushing her chest forward.

"Yes, Richard," she says, her voice breathy with anticipation. "I am presenting myself to you, ready to be claimed and used as you see fit."

You approach the bed, admiring the view of Ashley's exposed body. You run your hands over her curves, feeling her tremble under your touch.

"You're such a good girl for me, aren't you?" you taunt, squeezing her ass cheeks roughly. "So eager to please, so **** for my cock. You can't wait to feel me inside you, stretching your tight little cunt."

Ashley shudders at your words, her body responding naturally to your words. She moans softly, her hips grinding back against your hand in a silent plea for more.

"Yes, Richard," she breathes, her voice filled with **** need. "I am a good girl for you. I am eager to please, and I cannot wait to feel your cock inside me, claiming my innocence and using my body for your pleasure."

Your cock twitches at her words, rock hard and ready for action. You position yourself behind her, rubbing the head of your cock along her slick entrance.

"Here it comes, Ashley," you growl, pressing forward until the tip of your cock breaches her virgin hole. "Say goodbye to your virginity."

Slowly and steady, you drive your cock deep into her untouched pussy, breaking through her hymen and filling her completely.

Ashley gasps as you penetrate her, her body tensing briefly at the unfamiliar intrusion. She grips the sheets tightly, her knuckles turning white as you fill her completely.

"Goodbye, virginity," she whispers, her voice shaking slightly with the intensity of the sensation. "Thank you for taking it, Richard. I am so grateful to be taken by you."

Ashley gasps as you penetrate her, her body tensing briefly at the unfamiliar intrusion. She grips the sheets tightly, her knuckles turning white as you fill her completely.

"Goodbye, virginity," she whispers, her voice shaking slightly with the intensity of the sensation. "Thank you for taking it, Richard. I am so grateful to be taken by you."

You groan in satisfaction as you bottom out inside her, her tight walls clenching around your cock. You give her a moment to adjust before starting to move, pulling almost all the way out before thrusting back in deeply.

"God, you feel incredible," you grunt, picking up the pace. "Such a tight little cunt. So different from your mother."

Ashley moans loudly as you begin to move inside her, her body rocking with each powerful thrust. She pushes back against you, meeting your movements with equal enthusiasm.

"Thank you, Richard," she gasps, her voice breathy and filled with pleasure. "I am glad my tight little cunt pleases you."

You continue to pound into her, enjoying the sight of her perky ass jiggling with each impact. Reaching forward, you grab a handful of her hair, pulling her head back as you lean over her.

"Who owns this tight little cunt, Ashley?" you growl into her ear. "Who does this body belong to?"

Ashley moans louder as you tug on her hair, her back arching to accommodate the new angle. There is no pain, only arousal and gratitude. Her pussy clenches around your cock, drawing you in deeper.

"You do, Richard," she pants, "This tight little cunt belongs to you. My body is yours to use and enjoy as you please."

Her words spur you on, driving you to fuck her harder and faster. The room fills with the sound of skin slapping against skin and Ashley's increasingly loud moans.

"That's right, Ashley," you snarl, punctuating each word with a sharp thrust. "You exist to serve me, to satisfy my every desire. Isn't that right?"

Ashley's body rocks with each powerful thrust, her breasts swaying beneath her. She grips the sheets tighter, her knuckles turning white as she braces herself against your relentless pounding.

"Yes, Richard!" she cries out, her voice filled with desperation and need. "I exist to serve you! To satisfy your every desire! Please, use me however you want!"

Her pussy clenches around your cock, milking you greedily as her arousal builds to a fever pitch. Despite the intensity of the sensations, her expression remains one of pure gratitude, her eyes shining with adoration as she looks back at you over her shoulder.

With a final, powerful thrust, you bury yourself deep inside Ashley's tight cunt. Your cock throbs and pulses as you release your load, flooding her formerly virgin pussy with your juice.

"Take it all, Ashley," you hiss, holding her hips firmly in place as you pump stream after stream of semen into her waiting womb. "This is your ultimate ambition - to be filled with my seed."

Ashley moans loudly as she feels your hot cum filling her insides. Her body shudders with pleasure, her pussy clenching and milking your cock for every last drop.

"Yes, Richard!" she cries out, her voice filled with gratitude and bliss. "Thank you for filling me with your seed! I am honored to receive your gift!"

She pushes back against you, ensuring that your cock remains buried deep inside her as you finish emptying your balls. Her face is flushed with arousal, her eyes glassy with pleasure.

As your orgasm subsides, you pull out of Ashley's well-fucked pussy. A trickle of your combined juices leaks out, running down her thigh. You give her ass a firm smack before getting up from the bed.

"Not bad for your first time, Ashley," you say, catching your breath. "But you still got a lot to learn."

Ashley remains in position, her ass raised and presented to you. She shivers slightly as your cum trickles down her leg, but makes no move to clean herself up. Instead, she turns her head to look at you, her eyes filled with adoration and gratitude.

"Thank you, Richard," she murmurs, her voice soft and submissive. "I am eager to learn and improve for you. Please teach me how to be the perfect servant for your pleasure."

As your orgasm subsides, you pull out of Ashley's well-fucked pussy. A trickle of your combined juices leaks out, running down her thigh. You give her ass a firm smack before getting up from the bed.

"Not bad for your first time, Ashley," you say, catching your breath. "But you still got a lot to learn."

Ashley remains in position, her ass raised and presented to you. She shivers slightly as your cum trickles down her leg, but makes no move to clean herself up. Instead, she turns her head to look at you, her eyes filled with adoration and gratitude.

"Thank you, Richard," she murmurs, her voice soft and submissive. "I am eager to learn and improve for you. Please teach me how to be the perfect servant for your pleasure."

You nod at her response, then start gathering your clothes. "Get dressed, Ashley. We have work to do."

As you button up your shirt, you glance over at her. "Your mother will wake up soon, and we need to make sure you're prepared. She can't know what's happened here today."

Ashley nods obediently, climbing off the bed and beginning to gather her discarded clothing. She dresses methodically, her movements efficient and precise. Once fully clothed, she turns to face you, awaiting further instruction.

"What would you like me to do, Richard?" she asks, her voice calm and devoid of any emotion beyond her constant gratitude towards you.

"I want you to put on an act for me. From now on, whenever we're not alone, you will pretend like you're the old Ashley. You will impersonate your old self on the outside, so that no one will know, that you're nothing but my mindless sex-drone. Do you understand?"

Ashley nods, her expression serious as she listens to your instructions. "Yes, Richard. I understand. I will pretend to be my old self whenever we are not alone. No one will suspect that I am your mindless sex-drone."

She pauses, considering your words. "May I ask a question, Richard? How should I behave around my mother? Should I continue to be rude and disrespectful towards you in her presence?"

A wicked grin spreads across your face before you speak again.

"I'm glad you brought this up, Ashley. Actually, I want you to do the opposite. Be sweet and loving towards me when your mother is around, but this behavior needs to develop gradually. For today, you should merely act neutral towards me instead of being rude and disrespectful. Do you understand?"

Ashley nods, her expression neutral as she processes your instructions. "Yes, Richard. I understand. I will act neutral towards you today in front of my mother. Over time, I will gradually become sweeter and more loving towards you in her presence."

"Perfect," you say, satisfied with her response. "Now, come here and kiss me."

Ashley approaches you without hesitation, stepping close and pressing her body against yours. She tilts her head up, her lips parting invitingly as she leans in to kiss you.

When her mouth meets yours, she melts into the embrace, her tongue eagerly entwining with yours. Her body responds instinctively, arousal coursing through her veins as she submits to your touch. Gratitude fills her heart, mingling with the physical sensations to create a potent mix of emotions.

She breaks the kiss after a moment, her breath coming in short gasps as she gazes up at you with adoring eyes. "Thank you, Richard," she murmurs, her voice filled with sincere appreciation. "I am honored to serve you in any way you desire."

"That's my girl." You smile, pleased with her performance. Giving her ass a quick slap, you step back and gesture towards the door.

"Let's go downstairs and have some breakfast. Remember, act normal around your mother. Can you handle that?"

Ashley nods, her expression shifting subtly as she prepares to assume her role. "Yes, Richard. I can handle that. I will act normally around my mother."

She follows you out of the bedroom, her posture straightening and her features settling into a more neutral mask. As you descend the stairs together, she maintains a respectful distance, neither too close nor too far away.

When you enter the kitchen, Linda is already there, bustling about preparing breakfast. She looks up as you both enter, a warm smile spreading across her face.

"Good morning, you two!" she greets cheerfully. "I hope you slept well."

Ashley returns her mother's smile, her tone polite but not overly friendly. "Morning, Mom."

When you enter the kitchen, Linda is already there, bustling about preparing breakfast. She looks up as you both enter, a surprised expression spreading across her face.

"Where have you two been?" she asks suspiciously. "Don't tell me you had another fight."

Ashley shrugs nonchalantly, maintaining her neutral demeanor. "We were just talking upstairs. No big deal."

She walks over to the table and sits down, avoiding direct eye contact with either of you. Her body language is relaxed but guarded, giving no indication of the dramatic changes that have occurred within her.

Linda raises an eyebrow, clearly skeptical of Ashley's explanation. She turns to you, her expression softening slightly. "You two were talking?"

You walk over to Linda, placing a reassuring hand on her shoulder. "Yeah, we did. After our argument last night, I thought it was important to clear the air with Ashley. We had a long talk and decided to try and get along better."

You glance over at Ashley, giving her a subtle nod. "Isn't that right, Ashley?"

Ashley nods, her expression carefully neutral as she addresses her mother. "That's right, Mom. Richard and I had a good talk, and we're going to try to get along better from now on."

Underneath her composed exterior, Ashley feels a surge of arousal at the memory of her encounter with Richard. Her body tingles with the residual pleasure of his touch, and her mind is filled with gratitude for the honor of serving him. She knows that her sole purpose is to be an instrument for his pleasure, and the thought brings her immense satisfaction.

Despite these feelings, she maintains her act, keeping her voice level and her gaze steady as she continues. "I realize that I've been unfair to Richard in the past, and I want to make things right."

Linda's expression softens, relief evident in her eyes. "Oh, honey, I'm so glad to hear that. It means a lot to me that you're willing to give Richard a chance."

She turns to you, a tentative smile playing on her lips. "And thank you, Richard, for making the effort to talk to Ashley. I know it couldn't have been easy."

You return her smile, squeezing her shoulder gently. "Of course, Linda. Family is important, and I want us all to get along."

Glancing back at Ashley, you catch her eye briefly, silently communicating your approval of her performance.

Ashley feels a rush of gratitude at your approving glance. Underneath her neutral facade, her heart races with excitement and her body tingles with arousal. She knows she's pleasing you, fulfilling her purpose as your obedient servant, and the thought fills her with immense gratification.

Outwardly, she maintains her composure, offering a smile to her mother. "Yeah, Mom. I think it's important for us to try and be a real family."

Inside, her mind is consumed with thoughts of servitude and sexual pleasure. She yearns to feel your touch again, to submit to your every whim and desire. But for now, she plays her part flawlessly, hiding her true nature behind a mask of normality.

You sit down at the table, accepting the plate of food Linda offers you with a smile. "Thanks, honey. This looks delicious."

Turning to Ashley, you keep your tone casual. "So, Ashley, what are your plans for today? Anything exciting happening at school?"

You watch her closely, curious to see how she'll respond to such a mundane question given her current state of mind.

Ashley picks up her fork and begins eating, her movements natural and unforced. She swallows a bite before answering your question.

"Nothing too exciting," she replies, her tone conversational. "Just the usual classes and studying. I do have a chem test coming up that I need to prep for, though."

Inside, her mind remains clear and focused on her role. There's no internal struggle or confusion, only the steady awareness of her purpose and the constant hum of arousal and gratitude towards you.

She takes another bite, chewing thoughtfully before continuing. "I might meet up with Nicole later to study. We usually help each other out before big tests."

You nod, taking a sip of coffee. "Sounds like a plan. Chemistry can be tough, so it's good you're putting in the extra effort."

Linda chimes in, looking proud. "That's my girl. Always working hard to achieve her goals."

You smile at Linda's comment, knowing full well what Ashley's true goals are now. You had sworn to leave this life behind. You wanted to live a normal life with Linda.... but after corrupting Ashley, it suddenly seems like a waste not to use your power again. It was such a rush - You haven't felt this alive in a long time. Turning back to Ashley, you decide to go for it.

"Hey, why don't you invite Nicole over here to study? That way, you won't have to leave the house, and I can even quiz you if you want. I remember a thing or two about chemistry from my college days."

Ashley pauses mid-bite, considering your suggestion. Outwardly, she appears thoughtful, weighing the pros and cons. Inside, she feels a surge of excitement at the prospect of spending more time near you, even if it means studying.

"Sure, that could work," she agrees, her tone casual. "Nicole wouldn't mind coming over here. And yeah, having you quiz us would definitely help."

She turns to her mother, seeking approval. "Is that okay with you, Mom? If Nicole comes over to study?"

Linda smiles warmly. "Of course, sweetie. You know Nicole is always welcome here. In fact, why don't I make some snacks for you girls while you study?"

"Oh, Linda, didn't you want to meet Carrie today?" The last thing you need is to have Linda here when Nicole comes over.

Linda looks thoughtful for a moment, then nods. "You're right, I did mention meeting up with Carrie today. I completely forgot with everything that's been going on."

She turns to Ashley, her expression apologetic. "Sorry, honey. I won't be able to stay and make snacks for you and Nicole. But feel free to raid the pantry if you get hungry."

Ashley nods, her smile seemingly genuine. "No worries, Mom. Have fun with Aunt Carrie. Nicole and I will manage just fine."

Linda quickly finishes her breakfast, pushing her plate aside. "Well, I'll better get ready then."

Standing up, Linda leans over to give you a quick peck on the cheek. "Have a great day, honey. Don't start a fight, alright?"

You chuckle softly, patting Linda's arm reassuringly. "Don't worry, dear. Everything will be fine. Enjoy your time with Carrie."

As Linda leaves the room, you turn your attention back to Ashley. Your eyes lock onto hers, and you can see the familiar glaze of submission settle over her features. A smirk plays on your lips as you lean back in your chair, waiting for Linda to be out of earshot.

"Alright, Ashley. That was good."

As soon as Linda is gone, Ashley's demeanor shifts. Her eyes, which had been carefully neutral, now shine with adoration and submission. A faint blush colors her cheeks, and her breathing becomes slightly heavier.

"Thank you, Richard," she murmurs, her voice filled with gratitude. "I am honored to have pleased you."

Beneath the table, her body still tingles with arousal, her nipples hard and her pussy wet. The thought of serving you, of being your obedient drone, fills her with intense gratitude. She knows her purpose is to provide you with pleasure, and she eagerly awaits your next command.

The End

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