High-Elf Jamie

"Next it's time to tailor your mind. I don't really care who you are now, since I'm just going to rewrite you to what I want, starting with your name. From now on, you're Jamie, not James. You can't even think of your old name in relation to yourself. You are completely Jamie, and you are a woman, not a man."

Jamie paled. She just had her name stripped from her. She knew it was a new name, but she didn't know what her old one even was. Well, she remembered being called the name 'James', but that didn't really make sense. That wasn't her name, couldn't have been her name. Worse, she noticed that she was thinking of herself as she. She was supposed to be a guy, but she knew deep down she wasn't. She was a woman.

Steve continued, "As an elf, you're a superior being. Humans should serve you. We're inferior, and you're majestic nobility. You should have all the best in life -- the best food, the best rooms, the best clothes, and human servants to wait on you hand and foot. You know you're simply better than any non-elf could ever be, and that knowledge colors your every thought and action."

Jamie felt her mind rewritten even further. What did this hideous blob think he was doing, giving orders to one such as her? She loved the description that this...Steve-thing...was giving of the life she rightly deserved, but her current circumstances were severely lacking. God, how long was this idiot going to blather on, trying to assert dominance over her clearly superior self. It would be pitiful if it weren't so insulting.

"You're also hopelessly addicted to my cock and cum. It's like crack for you. You can't even go a day without it. Even now, you feel the need welling inside you. You absolutely must have my cock inside you, filling you with cum. You'll do anything for it, no matter how degrading or beneath you. You can try escaping, but the further you are from me, the more powerful the need becomes, even as the need increases with time as well. You'll do anything I say, knowing that that's the only way you'll ever get to have my cock and cum."

Jamie felt like she had been slapped. This despicable human thought to enslave her with sex! She didn't need his cum. She didn't need to feel what it was like to feel his dick inside her, to feel the warm, spurting cum. Even now, she wasn't squeezing her thighs together, gently rubbing them together to get her pussy wet in preparation for the delicious cock. Fuck. It felt like it had been forever since she'd gotten her fix. She needed Steve. She supposed she could put up with his dismal abode for a few minutes more, until she got what she needed.