John Doe, average student eager to start is new life

**Before I start I’d just like to add the quick caveat that this is all fantasy writing and I’m about to go into some dark fantasies and use dark language for the characters I’m building and none of these things reflect who I am or what I think in real life nor should any reader aspire to anything they read here. I read on someone else’s story that afterward you should need a shower as these stories should make you feel dirty and wrong and I express that same sentiment**

John is dumbstruck that his test actually worked.

Puzzled on what to do next exactly, he grabs the book along with the rest of his things and heads home.

In the car, on the way home, a multitude of ideas are bouncing around John's head. They all are amazing but he doesn't know where he wants to start yet.

At first, he's worried about wielding his new power and the changes it could bring upon the world but he also feels like he’s been handed an opportunity and to not test the capabilities of this new found device seemed definitely to be a mistake on his part no matter how he looked at things. Besides, he could always erase any mistake he had made.

When he gets home, he sees his cute maid, Grace, dusting through the windows. She has her hair tied up and is wearing a sweater covering up any of her gracious curves that on other numerous occasions John's caught himself glaring at. As John sees her, his racing mind eases for a minute as he realizes the best place to test things out is at home.

When John walks in Grace casually greets him without stopping her task. She saw him walk up through the window so she knew it'd be rude not to but John was not the owner of the house (those were his parents) nor the one who paid her salary so John garnered very little respect from Grace, at the moment anyways.

John's used to the kind of indignation from Grace (and truly from many of the girls at his school, feeling invisible among them) and is not particularly phased by it but his heart races as he feels that what he's going to do next is going to turn the tables forever.

Instead of answering anything back to Grace, John opens the book up and begins writing his first rules:

"Old Rule: This is the signature of John Doe, the only owner of this book *this rule was written in pen

Old Rule: If anyone else tries to write in this book who is not John Doe nothing will happen.*

Old Rule: No one will notice John Doe writing in the book or even that the book exists at all"

He figured he needed to take care of a few things first but once he did, he looked up at Grace who was still bending over the couch trying to get to a far spot on the window. The sweater she had on may have been covering her from the front window but those yoga pants she found so comfortable, made her perfectly shaped, tight, little, 24yo ass all the more visible as it swayed back and forth as she worked and cleaned at the hard to reach spot over the large front window.

"New Rule: In my house, maid uniform is to remain without underwear of any kind, at all times.

Old Rule: Women all around the globe have little say in what goes on with their bodies over their male employers. Some men are very respectful in this world while others feel that women working for them are no more than their property and this is seen as normal and acceptable. Some feminists complain but they are not taken very seriously, usually being laughed at outright if being acknowledged at all.

Old Rule: Corporal punishment is often applied (to women in general) but it is specifically used very popularly among feminists or among women refusing to accept their submissive role in this society. Many times, punishment of this kind will be public and not only will no one be bothered but many will cheer you on or offer to help in some way"

Knowing Grace was a lesbian and a militant feminist these new degrading rules would be perfect to put forth the punishment John had in mind for his little drudge. In the several years that John’s family had employed Grace, she had always been a bitch to him. He’d seen her demeanor change around other people being bubbly and cute but to John, she was always the same. She started off, years ago, as his babysitter and took the authority that came with that role over him ever since. Even after the time John outgrew needing a babysitter his parents loved Grace so much, they had her stay on doing small odd jobs around the house until that eventually turned to her being their full-time cleaning woman. For as long as Grace knew her relationship with John had always been the same; small and indifferent. Blood started to flow all throughout John with excitement as he started thinking about how much that dynamic was about to change.

John chose to stare at her ass for a moment and notices that he can still see the line of her panties through her thin black pants. A smirk crosses his face as he gets up and he calls over his new unsuspecting toy.

“Grace, come here a moment,” John says with a slight tone of arrogance and annoyance. She obediently hurries over and lowers her head. John makes an effort to glance at her crotch and motion to it saying “are those what I think they are?” raising his eyebrow shooting her an unhappy look. She looks up at him, eyes shot with worry and humiliation. Silently she begs him for forgiveness, to spare her from what she knows is coming next.

But her look spells her guilt clear across her face and John grabs her hair by the back of her head (bringing with him in the other hand The book and a pencil, just in case, which he places at arm’s length) and drags her over to the couch to the window which has the curtain open for all who walk by to see and he brings her publicly across his knee facing her ass so it's clearly out the window.

Now over his knee, Grace’s face has gone completely red and is furiously writhing and wiggling around trying to break free but John’s hold on her is quite firm and deep down she knows she’s not going anywhere. John gets a firm grasp of her ass, for a second he simply enjoys the shape of it and how sexy it looks and feels in his hand - even through the yoga pants she's wearing - but quickly regains his focus and pulls down her pants revealing her pretty white ass and a set of white and purple polka dot panties.

“Aha!” John shouts, “What did I tell you?! I know it’s a new rule and you do look kinda cute in these" he chuckled to himself absolutely loving his newfound power, "But I told you the punishment would be severe if you ever disobeyed. You were lucky I even let you wear clothes at all! Clearly you can’t be trusted with that privilege anymore!” and with that John ripped the panties clear off of Grace’s taut little ass. Her ass was as tight and sexy as it looked through her pants but it was ghost white. John looked at her inflamed face and got excited thinking about trying to make her ass the same shade.

A few people had been walking by, some were completely unphased at the scene John was creating. A group of older mothers had walked by talking and gawked for a moment at the scene but felt for the poor girl and thought it best to move along as they pushed their strollers and pulled their dogs. While around the same time a couple of teenage boys walked by and instantly started pulling out their phones and laughing.

John could hear the boys faintly through the window but he wanted to maximize Grace's humiliation so he reached with one of his hands to open the window slightly while still holding his squirming maid in the other firm. He shouted out to the boys "Haha, that's it, boys. Make sure to upload it around. This little feminist didn't follow the rules and she's about to learn her lesson the hard way!". The boys all laughed and a few high-fived each other all nodding their heads, all more than happy to agree to John's request.

“Alright Grace, you’re going to learn your place today. Count out loud after each one”. Grace was still in a state of bewilderment to the whole encounter and looked back in shock and contempt to say “count wha-”

“Thwack!” came the sound of John’s hand slamming across Grace’s shapely ass before she could finish her sentence. It greatly surprised her and shook her physically. She really had not expected that and just lay there with her mouth open for a moment in shock, not sure exactly what she should do. The sound of the boys all in unison was clearly audible to both of them, "oooh", followed by laughter, only furthered Grace's scorn for the whole situation.

“Ok Grace” John shot firmly, “I thought I just explained the rules, but let me make myself clearer. Every time you don’t count out, we're going to start over back at 1. We’re going to get to 20, eventually, anyways. And if I have to start over too many times, I’ll make it 50.” He said all while massaging the place where he struck her ass and he let that sink in for a second. “So, let’s try that again”

“Thwack!” Grace angrily breathed out “mm one” and John sighed, “Ah, good Grace that’s it, but louder. I don't think the boys can hear you on their phones”. She turned back with a look of absolute astonishment on her face. She couldn't believe what John had just suggested to her but as soon as she did he smacked her again, this time even harder and it **** her head to collapse in submission and she could feel her fight leave her body a little. “ungh twoo” she struggled out. But John wasn't satisfied with this, "Grace, I thought you understood the rules by now." all speaking at a level he was sure the boys would be able to pick up on their coverage of the lesson he was providing to his maid. As well as again, making sure to squeeze his prize's firm ass while he spoke, this time allowing a finger to wiggle and explore inside causing her to freeze.

John explored for a moment and then dragged his slimy finger out of Grace and shot her a look, "it seems you're quite wet." she blushed, "Are you enjoying your punishment, slut?". At this point, she couldn't even keep her head up and look at John she was so ashamed of what was going on.

Since the spanking began, John could feel that he had more submission over Grace and he now let go of his hold on her to grab her face to **** her to make eye contact with him. He then **** her jaws open and dug his wet fingers greased with her juices into her mouth and told her to enjoy the taste of herself. As he slid his fingers out of her mouth he could see her grimace and he used the same hand to slap her face for the defiance.

Her face remained with her jaw agape for almost the entire time as her shock was simply immeasurable. Even with all the rules, John put in place her impression of John hadn't really changed until he took charge just then and she wasn't sure what the hell was going on or what to think about any of it. John enjoyed seeing her confusion as he had a sense of what she was thinking and he smiled sinisterly as he **** her head back around and down facing forward and away from himself again as he said,

"Alright, we're going to try this again. Remember to speak up for your fans," he laughed to himself as his hand swiftly and firmly spanked the stark white 24yo ass approximately where the last red hand mark was. "Ow!" her head clamped down with despair and in submission and defeat, she yelled out "One!"

John smiled, "Better" and he continued his training and his hand smacked her another time, "Mmmphthewwww!!" she screamed out of clenched jaws. Impressed at the volume, John nodded approvingly, "Good", as his hand came down firmly for another.

"Ahgh Mmmpthreeeee!" she stammered out that time.

John continued this until about 10 before he felt her catching too much on to the rhythm of things.

John stopped spankings and instead started massaging her ass and slowly teasing her outer pussy lips a bit with his fingers, giving her a break and her muscles all relaxed as he did this. “Alright not bad so far but now I want you, after each count, to so thank me for each slap” as he said this, he positioned his middle and ring finger hovering right over the entrance of her vagina and his index finger aimed firmly over her butthole. She turned her head to look at him in astonishment as if he had maybe finally gone too far, but as soon as she did, he planted his fingers deep inside her and as she began to moan out and lose control. John interrupted whatever she was about to say with, “For example, ‘thank you master’ or ‘I deserve that master, thank you’ or 'I should know better and will always follow your rules master'" all while wiggling his fingers deep inside of her and finger fucking both her holes hard and fast … got it?” Her continued moans served as her response and he **** her head around again and shoved his fingers back her mouth, "yeah lick 'em clean and taste your asshole".

He turned her back around and before she could register what was happening he started up again, saying "Now you don't want me to start back at 1, do you?" ... “Thwack!” “aaaggghlleeeveeennn" she screamed out and paused a minute, "Thank you master” she **** out of her clenched jaws once more … “Tweeeeeelve, ughghh I’m sorry, sir” Her ass was starting to be bright red. Her face remained the same shade of lobster as it had been when the whole encounter began and her butt was just beginning to catch up to it. “Thwack!”, "Thiiirrteeeeenn, I won't ever disobey you again, sir" That last one she screamed through without clenching. John knew the more this went on the more she was bending to the new role he had written for her. He was pleased.

"Thwack", he continued on until he finally heard her say “Ugghaahgh Twenty, sir, thank you, master. I hope I’ve learned my lesson”

John looked at Grace smiled at her new obedient demeanor. Still groping her ass firmly John made eye contact with Grace who was looking back at John hoping for the whole thing to be over with. She had never been so humiliated before in her life and the degradation was clear in her face. They both looked back at the boys who were about done with the whole thing. The boys waved and screamed at the window thanking the both of them for the videos they all shot and casually ensured them that they were all definitely going to post it to every site they knew of as they headed off back on their way.

As obedient as Grace had become, she seemed utterly defeated and disturbed by the news her private area was going to posted publicly with her thanking her employer as he spanked her and finger fucked her. But there was nothing she could do and she knew it, so she simply lied their staring at John, hoping this whole thing was finally maybe going to be over for now.

An idea suddenly entered John’s head so he quickly reached for the book and scribbled down “New Rule: any woman responsible for causing an erection should be made to take care of that erection. Refusing to do so is against the law (a law called blue balling and can be a very serious offense).

He looked back at Grace and started by saying “Ahum so, great job today, I really think you learned something and we made good progress today”. As he's talking John’s nodding affirmatively and making eye contact with Grace as he continues to massage and grope away at Grace’s toned ass, "it just feels too good to let go of" he thinks. John gives her ass one final slap and tells her to get off of him.

As she does, John looks down at his pants and exclaims “Oh dear, Grace. I’m sorry but your fine ass seemed to really have gotten me going”. John doesn’t say anything more and he just looks at her expectantly with a bulge clearly showing in his pants as he motions to himself.

Grace is utterly bewildered. She’d heard the new law pass not too long ago back but had never actually expected to have to act upon anything like this herself yet. Her mouth hangs open with her hands over it as John takes himself out of his pants.

John steps out of his pants completely and toward Grace. He reaches forward and grabs at her top and strips it off over her head while lowering her to her knees in one motion. Simultaneously her face freezes into place with her jaw locked open in shock.

John waits for a second but as she remains frozen, he slaps her face with his cock and decides to get things started on his own. He slaps his cock against her cheek repeatedly now as the first one didn’t seem to get her full attention. She soon awakes from her daze and takes a big gasp in for air, as she moves her mouth open a little more and John takes the opportunity and shoves his cock straight in.

Grace’s eyes widen as he inserts himself. He pushes against the back of her head forcing her all the way down and it’s not long before she can feel herself start to pass out. Just as things are starting to look dark for Grace, John pulls himself out of her and smears his cock all over her face.

“Ah fuck that’s pretty good.” Grace is panting, with the little make-up she put on in the morning all completely smeared across her face looking like a whorish mess “You know, though, this would go a lot faster if you’d put more effort into this.”. She looks up at John with a glare of fire in her eyes “More effort!?” She managed to **** out. “I’m a lesbian, I don’t suck dick, I’m sorry I don’t know how to” she looked at him offended and amazed and went back to kissing and licking the head of his cock.

For the next minute or two she actually does seem to put more effort into it: making eye contact with John, constantly working her hands and the balls and lapping her tongue all across his swollen member. John is impressed that he could make this dyke dance to his every whim so well in such a short amount of time. She even spits on his dick and slobbers it up with her tongue and swirls it around lubing him all up. The more she gets into it the harder John finds it to stay in control until all of a sudden John explodes white, hot goo all over Grace’s face. Some of it drips into her mouth but her face is mostly painted with cum now.

“Whoa, you were getting the hang of it by the end there” John smiled a moment, “but you’re definitely going to need more practice. Don’t think that’ll be the last time we meet like this” as he said this last part, he patted Grace on the head and smiled. Defeated, Grace only could lower her head and accepted her fate as he did this. “Now clean me off” John commanded and his obedient maid looked up and slurped the last bit of cum from his cock clean and gave it a firm kiss to finish.

“Good.” John now grabbed all of Grace’s clothes piled together and started in the other direction “ok, you have plenty of work to do and you won’t be needing these so” and he turned his head to look at the whorish mess he was leaving behind him “get to it” and he proceeded to walk into the kitchen where he threw out Grace’s clothes in the garbage, tied the bag and took it outside.

As he goes outside John is greeted to the sight of an older man in his 40s or 50s walking with a beautiful young woman half his age. You notice the two not just because of the stark difference in age the two exhibits, but the young girl is on all fours, nude wearing nothing but a leash that the man is holding dragging her along, seemingly taking her for a walk. It seems the changes John makes in the book really do affect the entire world around him. He knows now he's not just hallucinating. John can't help but think to himself "well this is definitely all real"