Solidifying control

The forest seemed to hold its breath, waiting for your next command. "Maisie, get in the car." The words were quiet, but carried the weight of authority you now had. She moved without hesitation, almost making you giggle at how easy it was to control her. "Maisie, you will not try to hurt yourself. Or flee to another part of the country. You will keep living in your home and will answer all my calls, texts, and requests to meet." Better to secure the asset properly. She simply sat in the passenger seat, staring directly ahead, a beautiful statue waiting for animation.

You slide behind the wheel and start the engine, the hum vibrating through the frame that served as a bed for sex a minute ago. Pulling away from the clearing, you navigate back onto the main road, "Also, Maisie, you are mine now. You will not do anything sexual with others, this includes flirting on the fucking internet! Understood?" A simple nod was the answer. You glanced at her profile, the set of her jaw, the way her hands were clasped neatly in her lap. Perfect. Obedient. Yours.

Driving through the suburban streets, you let the comfortable silence stretch for several minutes before breaking it. "Maisie, be more emotional and talkative, owning a silent statue is boring. Tell me what you're thinking right now."

A strangled sort of sob escaped her lips, and she turned her tear-filled eyes toward you. "How could you? How could you do that to me? We've been friends our entire lives! I trusted you with the most important secret of my existence, and you... you... violated me! You **** me when you could just ask and recieve! Was all our friendship just a lie?" Her voice cracked, a mix of rage, despair, and profound betrayal.

"Oh, come on, don't be dramatic. Our friendship was never real. You knew about my crush, gave nothing back and used me like a useful puppy. And decided to use me as a safe outlet for a dangerous curse." you replied, your tone mocking. "Besides, it wasn't technically ****. I own you by some magical rules. You belong to me, Maisie. Like a pet belongs to its owner. An owner can do whatever he wants with his property, can't he?" You reached over, resting your hand on her knee, squeezing possessively. She flinched, but didn't dare pull away.

"Property? Is that what I am to you now?" she asked, her voice full of pain, fresh tears forming in her eyes

"Yes. Exactly. You're my property, and honestly, I think I'm going to enjoy owning you. There are so many things we can do together. And the funniest part? After I'll get bored with you as you are... I can change you into... whatever."

The last words made her shudder as if she was afraid of it more than of future violations. "Please, don't change me. Don't break me, Just... let me live my life normally and call me whenever you want. I will come. I will obey. Just let me be me." she pleads desperately.

"Oh, you will like changes. " You laughed. "But don't worry, those will come later, I want to enjoy you in a form I dreamed about. For now." Your hand went under her shorts, benefiting from the lack of panties. "For now, I am returning you home. No need to arise suspicions. Maisie, you won't tell anyone about the new nature of our relations, they need to think we are still friends hanging around." A finger slid into her dry channel, making her squirm in discomfort.

You turned onto her street. "See you later. Thank you for your tight virgin hole, it was amazing." You kissed her cheek, yanked the hand out, and pushed her out of the car before speeding away, leaving her standing alone a few dozen meters away from her driveway, confused, scared and owned.

Soon you were home, alone, recollecting the events, planning... and fighting annoying thoughts that what you were doing was beyond wrong. Without her nearby to tempt you, conscience raised its ugly head. The guilt was starting to creep in but you silenced it with an assurance that if anything would go really bad, you would wipe her memories and replace them with fake ones. "For now," you, decided aloud, "I will enjoy this power, I deserve it after the years of drooling over her. "