Take over the farm; I'll need a base of operations.

In order to do that, however, I'd need to do something about the farmer and his son and make sure to take control of Anna and May. I'd also have to make sure not to alert the neighbors before it was strictly needed.

To that end, I finished my work and waited until nightfall.

Some time after midnight I heard footsteps outside the barn, and the heavy clunk of the lock.

I sat up, smiling, and looked at the opening door. May walked in, her generous silhouette filling the entrance. "I'm glad to see you."

"I was just wondering if you needed anything, Kari."

"Funny you should ask." I turned to her, waiting as she partially closed the barn door. "There's something that's been making me uncomfortable all day."

She shook slightly as the word 'uncomfortable', hit her. I smiled at that, it made me think long term programming might be possible. The next thing was, of course, to see how far I could push it.

"My shoulders are terribly sore, perhaps you could rub them?"

Without another word May sat behind me and started working on my shoulders. "I'm sorry to hear that. How's this."

"Good." I smiled, enjoying the pleasant sensation. I soon found myself painfully hard, which wasn't really unexpected at this point." There is one other thing that's making me uncomfortable..."

"What's that?"

I grabbed her hand and put it on my crotch. She pulled back, with a yip. She began to object as I stood and turned, letting my unlaced trouser drop. My cock sprung forth and smacked the kneeling woman in the side of the face. She shivered as she caught the scent of my cock, and I took that opportunity to grab her hair. "I'm so hard it hurts, May. How about you make me more comfortable? Suck me off."

"I can't." She ground out, clearly struggling against my orders. I slapped my cock against her plump cheek a few times and when she opened her mouth to object I drove it down her throat. She struggled against the hand at the back of her head, against the reins of her hair, and I started to ruthlessly fuck her face. A flood of drool spilt down her chin, coating my dick, and she pushed hard against my legs in an effort to break my grip.

As I grew closer to cumming her struggles started to weaken, and I took a moment to pull out of her sopping throat. She gasped, her eyes partially glazed, and I slipped my cock back down her throat. "That's good, you might have a gift for this."

"MMRBF"

"You could be an excellent cocksleeve one day." I drove to the root, resting my balls against her chin. "Wouldn't you like that? Being a slutty little dick-warmer, getting me ready to fuck your daughter?"

"MMNNPHFF"

"That not to your liking?" I chuckled as I began to pour shot after shot down her throat. "Well, it will be."

I pulled out, leaving May to fall face-first to the ground. She coughed, spit and semen spilling out of her throat. Her eyes unfocused and she made a mewling noise. I walked around behind her and knelt behind her. "Let's try something new, shall we?"

She moaned as I drove my cock into her gushing cunt, her eyes rolling back as she quivered with an arched back. "May, from now on, whenever you hear the phrase 'I could use some comfort', you'll feel an irresistible urge to drop to your knees and suck the first cock offered to you. Do you understand?"

"I could use some comfort."

"Good." I picked up the pace, leaving May speechless. "Let's try for one more. May, whenever you hear the phrase 'I could use a hand' you'll obey the next order you're given. Do you understand?"

"Obey."

"That's a good girl." I repeated the triggers as I brought her to the brink of orgasm, hoping that I could exhibit some long term influence on her without the, admittedly pleasurable, need to dose her with my cum each time. I pulled out of her and finished by cumming into a nearby pail. I ordered her to get dressed and forget all that occurred, but remember the triggers, and pulled on my own clothes.

When she came out of her trance she was pale and weak from my consumption, but smiled as if we'd finished a nice conversation.

"I should get back."

"Yeah." I agreed, walking her to the barn door. "Though, I could use a hand."

She stopped, giving me a look. "What is it?"

"Kiss me."

She froze for a moment, her eyes moving rapidly, before leaning forwards to give me a peck on the lips. She pulled back as if a snake had bit her. "Why did I do that?!"

"I could use a hand; forget about that kiss."

"Have a good night, Kari."