Reinforce Her Desire To Be Owned

"What are you?" You grunt at Emma, forcing your cock deep into her over and over again.

"Fuck...doll..." She breathes.

"What are you?" You repeat. louder.

"Just. Fuckdoll."

"Fuckdolls have an Owner." You insist.

"O...owner?" She mumbles.

"Fuckdolls belong to a person. They have an owner. I am your owner. John is your owner." You repeat. Louder. Stronger. With the dosage this high, she'll have no way to resist it. Every time you use this message during sex, it will get stronger and stronger.

"Oh fuck. Owner." She gasped, pumping herself up and down. "Owner."

"Whose your owner fuckdoll?"

"John. Is. Owner." Good. Now to work on her need to be of service....

"Fuckdolls are happy when they're used. When they are pleasing. That's all that matters."

"All that matters." She whimpers. "Please. Use."

"Fuckdolls obey their owner. Fuckdolls don't choose. Their owner chooses."

"...Choose"

"Whose your owner?" You repeat again. Every time you ask the question, it's a hammer blow to her will.

"...John owner..."

"Fuckdolls obey their owner." You insist.

"Fuckdolls obey..."

"You obey."

"I...obey..." As she says that, you thrust particularly hard. The words come out half formed from a moan.

"Fuckdolls need their owner to know they are a fuckdoll." Your voice grows lowers, more shallow in breath. "They need to be nothing in their eyes."

"Need..."

"You need to show your owner you're a fuckdoll."You hiss through shut teeth. "You want it."

"Oh..." Her eyes flutter widely. She's deep under now. It's time. This next part has been a moment you've waited for since you even first heard of Slave4U.

"Fuckdolls don't have human faces." You say.

"Fuckdolls...Faces..." She groans out mindlessly.

"People have faces. Fuckdolls don't have human faces..." You lean in close to her ear.

"People. Fuckdolls. Faces." The words are mush in her mouth.

"Fuckdolls need latex faces."

"Fuckdolls..."

"Fuckdolls need latex faces."

"Latex. Faces." She sighs. All of the conditioning about latex helps the thought along.

"You need a latex face. You need to be a fuckdoll."

"Need. Latex." She gasps. Now it's really sinking in.

"You need to be a fuckdoll. You need to have an owner."

"Oh fuck." She bucks her widely. She's getting really close now.

"You need to obey your owner. You need to please your owner."

"Oh fuck. Oh fuck." Her breasts heave up and down as much as the latex will allow. Her hands run through her red hair, making it stream in ever direction.

"You need to show your owner you're a fuckdoll. You need a latex face."

"Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Oh fuck." You're getting worked up too. This moment. How close she is. To cumming, but also to being totally yours....

"You need to wear a latex face for your owner. You need to be a fuckdoll. Say what you are."

"Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Fuckdoll. Fuck."

"Louder." You shout.

"Fuckdoll. Fuckdoll."

"Louder." You scream.

"Fuckdollllllll." She screams back. Then she cums. An overpowering, shaking, orgasm. One that has her whole body crashing against yours. It's almost more then you can take.

In moments, you're cumming too. You lay there, spent, with her straddling your lap and wrapping her arms around your neck. Time passes, but you barely seem to notice it.

"Did...did you like it?" She whispers into your ear. Her breath is still shallow.

"I did, you were...pleasing." A word you chose on purpose. Emma smiles from ear to ear. "Mine."

"Yours." She whispers back, digging her face in your neck.

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