He can't stop himself

Jason hesitates for just a second longer before asking, "Does Mason remember that Willow has a sexy daughter at this school?"

In the classroom, Willow is too breathless to answer. She thinks about her husband for a second, and doesn't care what he'd think. She's fucked hundreds of men while they've been married. She loves him, of course, but he's not the priority in her life. Her priority has always been pleasuring men. And her husband is just one man. Not even her master. If her master told her to, even without his mysterious power, she'd divorce her husband in a second.

"Anyway, I think we've made one little mistake," Mason says. He lifts her chin to look her in the eyes. "Your name. I left your name alone. Everyone knew from the moment you were born what a dirty, pathetic, disgraceful slut you would be, so it doesn't make sense that you'd have such an ordinary name. No, I think your parents named you Fucktoy."

Fucktoy knows her name should have been something else a second ago, but she can't remember what it was. This name suits her better anyway. "Yes, master, they did. I got picked on in school for it. Other parents complained."

"No they didn't, you stupid slut. They knew what you'd be and counted the days until you were legal and they could use your fucktoy body." Fucktoy moans, thinking about how many of her friends parents came to her eighteenth birthday party. That day was definitely not about her. It was about servicing them.

Mason looked down at her and made some necessary changes. "Now come on, let's go see your daughter. I just remembered how many times I beat off to her, so that'll be fun now that I can fuck with her head. You've always looked sexy and young. You stopped aging in your twenties so this won't be suspicious. Even though you're a horrible teacher, you won't get fired no matter what you do as long as you keep fucking the other staff. Though you are dressed a little more appropriately for school."

That done, the two make their way into the hallway. All around, students jeer at the woman and she eats it up. Certainly no one calls her "Mrs. Tyler," since everyone who sees her knows what he was meant to be. "Fucktoy" is the nicest thing they say, since it's her proper name.

Mason has his new pet lead the way, assuming correctly that she would know her daughter's schedule well enough to direct them. She leads him to the school library, saying that she volunteers their this period. They realize that she is supposed to be teaching right now, but Fucktoy reassures him that everyone is used to her missing class and they'd just assume she's fucking the gym teacher in the boy's locker room again. Or most of the boys in the locker room. Or in one of the "parent teacher conferences" that parents arrange with her far more than they do with other teachers.

He sweeps his eyes over the library, deciding what his next move would be. It's mostly empty, as always, except for the ancient librarian. He assumes Dina is hidden somewhere behind a book shelf. The first thing he does is walk over to Ms. Redenbacher, the librarian, at the check-out desk. He puts one hand on hers and, before she can react, he says "you love it when I touch you. It makes you hornier than you've been your entire life." The old woman practically melts, putty in his hands.

"I'm going to need the library, so I need you to do something for me. You want to do everything I ask because you also understand that I am so far above you that serving me is the best thing you can do. Now, go lock up the library." Ms. Redenbacher hurries to do what he says, as fast as her old arthritic hips can take her. He waits for her to come back. While she's shuffling along, he tells Fucktoy to go find her daughter and keep her occupied until he's ready for her.

When she comes back, Mason holds out his hand, and the librarian places hers in his. "It's time to make you worth while. You're not actually geriatric. Instead, you just graduated and became a librarian. You became one because you have a fetish for the sexy librarian type. You haven't gotten the courage yet, but you masturbate every night to the idea of fucking a student, and every time you take a guy home, which is frequent, you make them roleplay a student." He licks his lips, watching the transformation come over her.

Mason grins. "I bet you have students in here jacking off under their desks all day, and you do too behind that desk. You've heard stories of Fucktoy being used in every way imaginable by her students and you're jealous." He lets go of his hand, dropping the connection and his control. Instead he puts his hand to her pussy, not surprised to find that she doesn't have any underwear on under the skirt. Why would she? She can't play with herself as easily that way.

Finally, Ms. Redenbacher speaks. "Yes. I want to be her. When she came in with you just now I hated her because I wanted you and she had you."

Mason chuckles condescendingly, his fingers still working her soaking wet insides. "Have me? No, my new toy, I have her. I own her, just like I own you." He doesn't exert his power, wanting to see what she'll say.

"Me?" she asks. Mason recognizes that her expression is one of bewilderment, not of fear like he expected.

"Of course. You're my slutty librarian. I'm going to own this school, and every school worth its while has a slutty librarian."

She lets a little more of her weight down on his hand, pleasure overwhelming sense. "Yes Sir," she says.

Mason grins. She knows her place. "Okay then, fetish-bait, as long as you know I rule this place you can stay and watch. You have a dildo the size of my forearm in your drawer, why don't you get it out. Play with that while you watch me have some fun with the slutty pair."

From his office, Jason is ecstatic, as if he's finally getting to the main course. "Does Mason hate me and want to take everything away from me?" he asks. He doesn't care about the specifics of why Mason does. He can figure it out. The problem is, watching Mason have so much control, he's worried this wouldn't center on him. The slutty librarian, too, doesn't have enough of a connection, which needs an adjustment. "Was Ms. Redenbacher the hot babysitter when our kids were growing up? Have she and I been having a deep, emotional affair for the last decade behind Fucktoy's back? Is Mason aware of our affair?" He watches the librarian age up about ten years and asks, "is she still as young as she was before I said that, and do ages not have to be logical to be true?" When he thinks about that one, it immediately gives him a headache. He decides not to think about it. What he does know, looking down on the hot librarian, is that she'll never love him again. Not when her new purpose in life is to be fucked by students. In just moments, he gave himself a new love, and abject heartbreak. And seeing her pull out a gigantic toy, hungrily watching the sexy man on a tirade through the women in Jason's life, Jason can't help but be glad.

A/N: Since I'm doing more art for this section, does anyone have a particular porn star they want featured? They'll have to fit the characters in the story for me to use them, of course. Consider that this is a path with huge tits and shapely bodies.