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Chapter 4
by voyager65
What's next?
He makes her a submissive, straight, nympho
"You aren't a lesbian anymore. Your sexual orientation revolves around me!"Cory exclaimed while he rubbed himself. "You can still appreciate women that I find attractive, though."
She shivered and gasped again. Her hands instantly caressed her aching head. Neural pathways were being rerouted and realigned. Every ounce of attraction she ever felt for another woman had to be redirected to Cory. He was the only outlet her mind recognized any longer.
Before she could recover from the shock of her sexuality being focused onto one sole individual, another blast of air and sound entranced her.
"You are… hmm… comprehensively and enthusiastically obedient to my every command and whim," He growled. "Doing whatever I want gives you pleasure."
Cory threw off his shirt and laid it on the bench while Alice gasped back into consciousness. She squeaked and bit her lip when she noticed the object of all of her attraction standing shirtless mere feet away from her. She moaned when he surprised her by removing his underwear. When his hard cock bounced free, she froze and admired it. Never in her life had she ever found the male genitalia to have any redeeming qualities. This cock was part of Cory, though, and by proxy, she was unbelievably attracted to it. She still had no current desire to have it inside of her. But that's only because she'd never thought about it before.
"Alice, I want you to come over here and sit on my lap," Cory commanded her.
"Uh… Okay!" She replied dumbly before hurrying to obey.
Cory guided the grey-eyed, compliant girl down onto his lap, facing towards him.
"Put your arms around me." He ordered again.
She obeyed and melted into the intimate pose. Little tinges of pleasure filtered through her body as she continuously followed his instructions. The pleasure wasn't orgasmic or anything, but it was almost enough to reduce her to a dumb, giggly bimbo in her current aroused and happy state… almost.
"Master, you… you are sooooo damn sexy… especially when you tell me what to do like this," she chirped. "I've never been like this before, but it feels so natural with you."
Her enthusiastic obliviousness was turning Cory on. The closeness of her body and the warmth of her breath was driving him mad with desire. He grabbed her bare porcelain ass and pulled it towards him. This move put her wet pussy hard against his cock. The pressure made both of them moan.
"That's because, oh man, mmm… that's because you were meant to obey me," he moaned in her ear. "And before you comment on that… let me prove it to you. Alice, grind that cute pussy against my cock and make out with me passionately."
Alice instantly obeyed. Her pleasure increased palpably from the added stimulation and further obedience. They both moaned while sharing the sexiest, sloppiest kiss of both of their lives. Alice rubbed her pussy against Cory's cock while she writhed in pleasure and squeezed him tight. Cory felt her diamond-hard nipples tracing circles on his chest while she blew his mind with her lips.
"Wooooo, okay, okay. Give me a second…" Cory pleaded while catching his breath. "Don't stop your hips though… and just gently kiss my neck for a minute."
Once he caught his breath, her tender kisses on his neck gave him goosebumps.
"Alice, I want this all the time… I want all of you… Oh god, I want you to need this… need me forever." He said with absolute candor as Alice's hips edged him to near delirium. "You don't care about the competition anymore, oh god, do you? You lost already… Just keep doing that… I'm going to make you my trophy."
Cory carefully placed his rifle on his shoulder and pointed it in a safe direction. He still had enough mind to make sure he and his prize remained unharmed. He fired and set down the rifle. The sudden loss of her kisses and grinding hips was unfortunate but necessary.
"Your love for me is boundless and unwavering," Cory said with his eyes glued to her hypnotized visage. "You need me… you were meant to be mine."
Before she awoke from the trance, he backed his hips away until his cock met her wet opening. She was so relaxed, and his bare cock slipped in so easily. She shivered and gasped in time with his moan of satisfaction.
Still following her previous commands, she immediately started rocking her hips and kissing his neck again. Pure love like she'd never even imagined before washed down her body, mind, and soul with the **** of a waterfall. The realization of her love for Cory was inexorably tied to the first time her pussy had ever been filled by a cock. Her one and only true love was doing what he wanted, fucking her. She'd never felt more joy than in that moment.
"M-master, I looove you… I love you so so so sooooo much! Oh god!" She rambled while enthusiastically fucking her lover. "Please, please let me be yours! Please, please."
Cory enjoyed her cute begging and did nothing to stop it. Instead, he mustered up more strength and readied his rifle again.
Bang! The recoil resounded through their entwined bodies. The feeling was surprisingly pleasant for Cory, though unusual. Alice didn't feel a thing, though; she just went back to sleep.
"You're my personal slut—a closeted nympho always ready and eager to pleasure me but not too pushy about it. When I'm turned on, you will always be dripping wet and ****, though."
Cory barely finished his command when Alice jerked back into reality. The oversexed girl hyperventilated momentarily to recover her lost oxygen. Her pussy clenched and rippled with each rasping breath before redoubling the speed and **** of her humping.
Cory's heart was beating dangerously fast as his newly christened nympho tried to fuck both of their brains out. His mind was being assaulted by pleasure and endorphins far beyond anything he'd ever experienced before. Alice was even worse off. She mumbled her horny thoughts into Cory's neck in between her **** gasps of love, joy, and pleasure.
"your persssssonal ssssslut! L-love you mmmmmasterrrr… I-I neeeeeeeed you—need to be yoourrrrrs! I want you to dooooo what you want… I want to do anything for you." She chanted endlessly.
They were both too overstimulated and frantic to orgasm. Before Cory passed out from clenching and tachycardia, he mustered up just enough willpower to order her to rest.
"Good god, girl…" he rasped between **** breaths. "I… oh man… I never thought I'd fuck someone as hot as you, much less… make them into my adoring little slut…"
Alice gazed submissively up into Cory's enchanting green eyes. She couldn't believe she had found someone so mind-numbingly attractive. He was perfect in every way according to her reoriented ideals.
"Master, I feel the same! No one has everrrrr felt sooooo right. You're a guy!!! I would have never… I was so so wrong! "She whined cutely. "I'll be a good slut for you… god, I-I just want to do whatever you say and… and shower you with love and pleasure and…"
Cory interrupted the ecstatic girl. "Wait, Alice, I want to tell you something…" he stroked her silky hair, damp with sweat from her rapid fucking moments before. "You shouldn't mind since everything I do makes you happy, and this is something I did to you."
What's next?
The Cory-Alice Effect
A amateur marksman accidentally brainwashes his competition
Cory is an amateur marksman. He is undoubtedly the best precision shooter in his local area. Alice is a professional just getting in some low-stakes training leading up to her hopeful invitation to the Olympics. A friendly competition between the two uncovers an interesting effect of Cory’s Frankensteined rifle. Alice finds herself veering off target as Cory’s playful taunting imprints into her defenseless mind shot-by-shot.
Updated on Feb 16, 2024
by voyager65
Created on Feb 12, 2024
by voyager65
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