The Lazy Fairy: Please Control Me, Makima!

“Bark for me.”

Sith looks at the woman, silently wondering if this was some strange way of saying hello. But the blank expression on the suited-woman's face gave no sign of humour or friendliness. Curious to see where it goes, the fairy lets out a little bark. Loud enough for her acquaintance to hear, but not loud enough for the passersby in the street.

"Woof…"

“Louder.”

The sternness in her voice made Sith flinch, and she blushed as one of the shopkeepers nearby peered through her window to look at them.

She's really serious...?

Sith could walk away and something told her that would be the wisest decision she could make. But the masochistic excitement in her kept her feet planted in place.

"Woof!" She was louder this time, and she could hear people around them whispering amongst themselves.

The woman pointed at her high-heels with a cold, unmoving face.

That small gesture caused the whispers to get louder and more excited, and the slightest movement from Sith had the spectators silently waiting with expectation. Sith's heart raced. Her cheeks were bright red and she had a dumb, quivering smile on her face - both from excitement and a sad attempt at acting unaffected by the ridiculousness of their situation. Seconds passed, and the woman's cold stare remained unchanged.

Sith moved closer to her and got down on her knees. Her body shook with anticipation, a dampness growing between her thighs as she lowered her lips to the woman's feet.

"Lick."

There was a slight change in the woman’s expression, her beautiful face framed by the crimson bangs covering her forehead. What Sith imagines is the woman silently telling her It’s all over for you. And it makes her shiver in excitement.

Sith could hear people saying all sorts of things, coming out of their shops and stopping their meals or shopping to stare at the spectacle. Some were laughing, others were disgusted. But almost all of them had their phones out, recording and taking pictures. Her face burned so hot she figured it was as red as a tomato. She dragged her tongue from the tip of the shoe up to the point Makima's skin was exposed.

"I know you exist in another dimension than this." The woman said and watched her lick. One arm rested at her round hips.

Sith wondered if it would cause more problems than she thought, her giving into her desires so easily and submitting to the woman merely for the thrill of it. "How do you know that?" She asked, her voice filled with caution, but also a weak meekness that was likely unmistakable to the controlling woman. By now, most of the front of Makima's shoe glistened with Sith's saliva.

"I control everything. And I will control you in every dimension you exist." She attached a collar around Sith’s neck, and held it by the leash. “You scared?~”

The snapping of that collar around her neck made Sith flinch. Now more nervous and afraid than excited, she straightened her back to stare up into the woman's eyes. She didn't answer the question, instead proposing one of her own. "Why do you want to control me in every dimension...? What do you want to do?"

"Ruin your life for my amusement. Ruining your life here is not enough when I know you can continue living happily in another dimension."

Sith's jaw dropped, and for a moment she pondered again if the woman was serious. That was just too much. That went beyond simple pleasure and past the border of absolute insanity. And yet, the way she delivered that cold, cruel explanation had Sith resisting the urge to bite her lip. She loved selfishness and often fantasised about meeting a sociopath who wouldn't think twice about ruining her life for their own pleasure.

"Well..." There was a rasp in Sith's voice now, a telltale of her growing arousal. "What if I say I don't want that?"

“Dogs can't say No.”

The harshness of the woman's tone, even though it was still so cold and remorseless, sent a shiver down Sith's spine and she held back a whimper. There are still bystanders around them, recording and waiting to see what happens.

As a Fairy, Sith understands everyone has different versions of themselves in other dimensions. For example, Sith is aware there is a version of herself that helps preserve peace and actively assists in preventing wars or dispatching evil beings across the multiverse. This version of Sith, however, is one that will readily submit her free will to a complete stranger. She is a masochist.

And that look in the woman's eye told her that any defiance on her part was most certainly a very bad idea. Sith was overcome with arousal and a need to satisfy her innate urge to be used, abused and controlled. So she lowered her head again and started shining the woman's other shoe with her tongue.

Makima's next words didn't make sense in the context of their current conversion. "And what about that version of yours, who is a loser typing at her keyboard right now… The one writing out their twisted, depraved and pathetic fantasies." She chuckles, but no mirth shows in her expression. “The one who would do anything to give their freedom up to Me…”

Sith shivered, knowing the gravity of what Makima was asking. "She... She is excited. Her fingers are alternating between typing and rubbing herself. She's mostly excited at the thought that you not only want to ruin my life... but hers as well."

"I bet you felt safe until now, thinking you can hide and protect yourself in your safe space. But everything is going to have a consequence."

Sith's excitement only continues to grow, and her tongue gently caresses the top of Makima's foot, lapping at the skin directly. "What... um... Kind of consequences?" She asks, tempted to finger herself in front of the people watching, just like the one creating this insane scenario.

"Take out your wallet." Makima said, staring down coldly.

Sith knew that both she and the version of herself typing behind a keyboard were hoping Makima would say that. They craved to be abused, and financial exploitation was the most dangerous, life ruining form of domination she knew. She knelt again, shaking with excitement as she took out her wallet. "Umm... I've only got my card..." She said, taking it out, hoping the woman would tell her to go and take out some cash.

Nodded her head, ordering to follow. She led the way, holding her by the leash. "Scared? Knowing that whatever you do here now, will affect you in every dimension? How does it feel to lose your comfort zone, loser?"

Sith followed on her hands and knees, trying to tread carefully to avoid the bumps in the rough concrete pavement. People slowly followed behind but eventually teetered off, either losing interest or feeling like they were invading the two women's personal space a little too much. After all, to most of them it was probably a consensual, previously agreed-upon exchange. Most folk knew that these days, people could be quite open and kinky.

"Y-yess, I am scared," she admitted. "I'm afraid because I love selfish people like you. I'm scared that you'll do the same to the heroic fairy version of myself - break them and make them pay you." Some silence passed. "And I'm afraid of how badly the silly girl writing this wants you to do the same to her..."

"You never knew what being controlled really meant before." They arrived at the ATM. She tapped her high-heels on the ground, clicking sounds invading the dog's ears.

Sith's body was hot, her thoughts and emotions driven by her arousal and desire to submit to the woman. She loved the idea of her shamelessness and pathetic need to submit, arousing her new owner. She stood up in front of the ATM, then inserted her card into the machine. She considered hiding her pin number as the input the keys, but figured there was no point. She brought up an account balance:

$30 in her main account

$400 in her savings account

"What a failure." She said, rolling her eyes as she saw the low amount of money. "Hurry."

Sith looked at the woman twice in confusion. "How much should I take out?" She asked, not fully grasping yet, that Makima likely expected to demand it all.

"Don't ask questions whose answers are obvious." Her hand shot out, to slap Sith across the face. As a measure to train.

"I'm sorry!" She whimpered, then began hitting the keys on the machine again. First, she made a $30 withdrawal from her main account. Then she hit more buttons and made the second withdrawal of a full $400 from her savings account. Her cunt was soaking her panties and drenching through the material of her jeans now as she held the cold, hard cash for Makima to take. She didn't even know what to say. Her eyes just pleaded with the woman, as if begging her not to take it. That was all the money she had until her next pay, after all.

"Now, let us see what it's going to feel like." She opened her hand's palm, waiting. "Give me a bill, ****."

Sith was expecting the woman to take the whole lot. But she took a single $20 bill from the initial $30 she withdrew and placed it in Makima's hand.

A rush blasted through her but faded. It felt good, doing something so pathetic and shameless to appease a complete stranger. Yet she immediately felt a wiggling worm of self-loathing gnawing at her. She explained that to Makima, then asked, "How did it feel to you?"

"Not enough. I am sure you agree." Makima reached forward with her hand, but instead of slapping her again, she pressed her thumb on the ****'s forehead. Then, she wrote down something on paper, showing it to the ****. "Find me. Quite a different feeling now, isn't it?”

There was a flash of... something. She didn't know how to describe it, but Sith knew then that Makima was conversing with the version of her sitting behind a keyboard. "Yes," She said in a sharp whisper, as if she could barely catch her breath.

She threw the $20 bill back against her, it floated back to the ground. She opened her hand's palm again. "Try again, loser." And although Makima is looking down at Sith, there’s someone else she’s speaking to. As if those cold, orange eyes are bearing through Sith’s soul and into another’s.

Sith blinked in surprise at the move, then picked one of the $50 bills from the $400 group. She gave that to her instead, a pleading expression on her face, hoping that was enough to at least bring some satisfaction to her new owner.

"That's better." She smiled. "Every one of your actions has real consequences." She said and dragged on the leash. "Though I think you earned a reward for now. What do you think?"

"A reward?" She asked, after getting dragged back onto her knees with the tug. She felt that familiar bright flash in her mind again, and realised Makima must have gotten the other version of herself to submit as well. Somehow that only turned Sith on more. "What... umm, kind of reward? I'd love a reward..." She said, her gaze shifting to Makima's crotch.

"Yeah a reward. I am going to show you a nude of me. Excited?"

Sith's eyes began to look all over Makima's clothed body, and she began to nod - each dip of her head showing more excitement. "Yes, yes please!" She had already shown how pathetic she could be by giving the woman money in two different dimensions, and now her masochism screamed for that reward.

"I allow you to look at it for 10 seconds. 1 second for each $. Get ready."

She knew those seconds Makima referred to was thanks to her 'other self'. And Sith knew again by the flash that ran through her mind, that it was the 'real' version of herself that got the reward, not her. But she could tell how excited the other one was. What made it even hotter was the fact that her other self lived in a dimension where all sorts of pictures were accessible on the internet. And she paid for that.

"Did you like it?"

Sith nodded, "Yes! I loved it! I know whatever she saw was amazing. It made my pussy wet. I can only imagine what you showed her..."

"Really so much?" She laughed. "It was censored."

That made Sith blush and feel ashamed, of both herself and the other version of herself. "Well, I'm so turned on that I'd desperately look at anything you offer and treat it like a gift. She must be soaked through to her tracks..."

"You are aware that I am going to continue ruining your life by taking advantage of your obsession, right? You have the option to leave and save yourself now."

Sith scooted forward a little bit, still on her knees, now looking directly up at the woman. Makima would need to look down past her breasts to look into Sith's eyes. "Yessss..." Her breath was hot and Makima would feel a slight draft on her skirt. "I want you to make me hate myself so you can enjoy yourself...."

She had to laugh loudly, before looking coldly again. "Sorry. It's just so funny to see how much of a pathetic loser someone can be. How **** are you to see and kiss it?"

Sith felt her body melt at the switch between laughter and that cold, uncaring stare that promised regret and self-loathing. She shuffled just a little closer, her face now inches away from Makima's crotch. Then, Sith pulled two more $50 bills from her fingertips and offered them up to the controlling psychopath. "Please let me see and kiss it..."

"So ****." She commented and giggled. She pulled on the leash. "Let's go to a toilet stall." And she led the way to a public toilet, entering one of the stalls of the woman's bathroom. "You know what's going to happen now. ♥" She opened her palm.

Sith's excitement was greater now, and she felt like she could smell the musk of arousal coming from beneath Mikima's skirt as they entered the stall. She knew what the woman was waiting for - she handed those two $50 bills over and waited for her counterpart to do the same.

"Mhm." She took the bills as they were placed on her palm. A tent appeared at her skirt as she knew how she just sacrificed even more of her hard-earned money in both dimensions. "And even more is gone.~ Now you want your reward, huh?"

Sith nodded, barely able to contain her excitement. Each inhalation of oxygen was filled with the scent of Makima's arousal, even from beneath her skirt. The sight of that bulge beneath the black material only made things worse for the masochist. "Yes, yes please! Please let me have my reward!"

"What if I simply take your money now and you don't give you your reward?"

Sith's lip quivered at that suggestion and she began to shake her head, but her unfairness-addicted mind seemed to consider the idea. "How would you feel doing that?" She turned the question around, waiting in anticipation for the response.

"Even more aroused. Knowing how disappointed and depressed you would become."

Sith pondered that for a moment as she continued to stare at the woman's crotch. She thought she saw the tent swell more, as if Makima's own idea turned her on. Sith did pay, though. She paid for the reward. So she should get it, right? Except, the idea of paying for something and still not getting anything in return made her squirm. To give so much control to Makima that she could even decide whether or not Sith gets what she pays for.

"If taking my money and not giving me a reward makes your cock hardest, then please take full advantage of me and give me nothing in return!"

She laughed. "What a loser. Though this is not how you train a dog. An Owner has to give a reward here and there, to make the dog addicted, obsessed, unable to live without me anymore." She took off her tie. "Though, you won't get the full reward. You get half of the reward and your other loser self gets the other half." She said and tied the black tie around her eyes, to make it work like a blindfold.

A look of confusion crossed Sith's face as the blindfold was tied over her eyes, but then it dawned on her. The one behind the keyboard would get to see it, but Sith is the one who gets the real reward - she gets to suck it. To worship it. "Unngh," she groaned, nodding. "Yessss, that's more than fair! Please, please let me have my reward now!"

"Who said you could suck it?" There was no way Makima could've known that her **** thought that. "We agreed on 'kissing'." Her **** could now hear the sound of Makima's clothes shifting.

About a minute passed.

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"I am naked. ♥"

Sith bit her lip, her mouth forming into a pout. "B-but... I'm sorry, I got ahead of myself, I'm so excited!" She said, shifting her shoulders to make her tits stick out before letting them rest back in place. The thought of Makima being naked only turned her on more. "So, just one kiss? Just a peck, or can I give it a wet kiss?"

"You get $5 kisses. ♥"

Sith looked a little disappointed - although only a little bit from the amount of kisses she was promised. Her biggest source of disappointment was that the version of her behind a keyboard was such a cheapskate! "Can I kiss anywhere?" She asked, "Anywhere on the cock or even your balls?"

"Tip only."

She took in another deep breath, sniffing the woman's arousal. She used her scent to guide herself to the meat until the crown rubbed between her upper lip and beneath her nostrils. The instant she touched it, she breathed in again, making herself moan before readjusting her lips to take her first kiss.

"Hurry up, loser."

She was so tempted to throw her mouth over the cock and start sucking it. Her heart raced with each stench-rich breath she took over the head. She kissed again, pursing her lips around the engorged crown.

Makima’s cock throbs.

"Mnnnhhh," she moaned against the tip, her lips not leaving the head of Makima's cock. She had every desire to plunge it into her mouth and start **** herself with it... But she gave it a third kiss, feeling her breathing get heavier as her own arousal increased.

"Mmm."

Sith felt a light pinch of pain although she didn't know where. Then she realised it was because she was about to take her fourth kiss. Then she'd have one more and it would be over. She pulled her lips back and took in the scent again, then pressed her lips firmly against the cock, trying to make it throb on her mouth again.

"Just one left."

This time, she brought her lips down to the underside of the head and gave it another firm kiss, holding up the weight of the cock with her mouth. She was still kissing the tip!

"Aaand the last one. It's over."

Sith licked her lips, trying to get any flavour from Makima's cock - whether it be sweat or hopefully even precum. "Thank you! God that was so fucking hot..."

"You want more?"

Sith nodded enthusiastically but tensed her fingers around her knees. She knew she'd likely have to fork over more money...

"I might let you suck me off. Make you swallow my cum. But, you might go bankrupt then…~"

Sith shivered. "I... I think I can pay you a lot. But I don't think the other version of me would be able to..." She said, her voice pleading for the woman to have mercy on her.

"You may lick it while I am waiting for the payment to arrive in my mailbox. Though you can't take it into your mouth yet. Aah, you can't see." She said, tapping the side of her blindfolded head. "Pay up here as well."

Sith felt that familiar flash in her mind again, telling that her counterpart sent the money. Now she had to do the same. She found the woman's cock again and started licking the tip. There was a cold trail of precum that she cleaned off the meat, and seconds later she put another $100 in Makima's hand.

"It arrived." She said. Makima's veiny dick throbbed, causing it to tap against her lips. She took the additional $100. "Go for it. You lost so much money just for this moment. Enjoy it. You might not experience it again, given how poor you are."

That stung, but while Sith was giving the woman hundreds of dollars, her counterpart was only paying in $5s and $10s. To Makima though, they were both poor, since a lot of Sith's counterparts' actions affected her rewards too.

"Thank you so much! I'll give you the best blowjob I can," she said, taking the cock between her lips. As her mouth filled with the thick, throbbing meat, her cunt became wetter as her pathetic masochistic desires were finally fulfilled.

"You better do it." She said, shifting her hips a bit to make her cock slide in deeper a bit.

Sith opened her mouth wider to accommodate the girthy meat. She felt its veins twitching along her tongue, between her lips. She scooted forward a little, feeling the dick jab against the entrance of her throat. Strands of saliva began to drool down her chin and spill onto her tits.

"Gghhrkkk!" It throbbed inside her mouth.

Sith moaned with absolute delight at the feeling of hot meat throbbing in her mouth. She moved her tongue back and forth, massaging the malleable dickflesh while letting the head dance around the entrance of her throat. "Ggggkkr, ggghhrrk," she gagged a little more each time until she felt confident. Then, she pushed further, the head of Makima's dick slipping with a wet ~PSSHK~ down her throat to create a fat dick-head bulge in her neck.

Felt her tongue rubbing at the sensitive spots of her large cock. The tight throat of hers soon rubbed at each side of her cock's tip. "Aah. Real paypigs suck best."

That simple phrase was enough to encourage Sith to get even more **** and needy to make the woman cum. Her pussy practically throbbed with arousal, drenching her panties and pants. She moved her head back and forth, keeping the head in her throat but taking it deeper with each descent. "Ggggkkkkkrhk, ggguurrrhk, rrccctchkKRGK!" On the last deepthroat, the dick now halfway down her oesophagus, a strand of snot exploded from her nostril and tears began to run down her cheeks.

Moved her hips left, right and upwards, to make her hard cock pressed against each side of her throat, to test her gag-reflex.

Sith was trying to take her time to adjust to Makima's size, but that methodical movement urged out another string of violent gagging and thicker strands of throat slop. "GGGGUURRRGGHK!" She coughed and retched on it, looking up at Makima with teary, bloodshot eyes.

Makima saw her struggling, tears running down from below her tie that she used as a blindfold. "Don't soak my tie up too much."

Sith must have been so stupidly horny that she imagined Makima's appearance, only to be reminded she was wearing a blindfold and couldn't see a thing. Her imagination had Makima painted as a gorgeous Goddess that Sith was willing to do anything for to please.

"Mmmtthgh," she tried to respond but her muffled gags around the cock only vibrated along Makima's meat.

"I want your chin touching my balls."

Sith was barely able to breathe through her nostrils thanks to the huge cock blocking her throat, and any air she did manage to suck in, the snot and gagslime covering her nose prevented most of it. She wanted to please Makima, but it was getting difficult, and nearly impossible to breathe. The deeper that dick went down her throat, the sharper and more painful each attempt to breathe became.

"Gggluurgghk, ggggghhh," she gagged hard, forcing the length deeper into her mouth. At a certain point, the thickest part of Makima's cock blocked Sith's throat completely and now she couldn't breathe at all. The tears soaked that blindfold even more. And soon, her chin pressed against Makima's twitching nutsack.

The controlling woman used her index finger and thumb to hold her nose closed with it, while moving her hips again to tease her throat-walls.

Sith reacted to that immediately, struggling a little against Makima's crotch as she gagged and retched violently around the cock. With her nose shut, all that snot had nowhere to go and more of the bile built up in her sinuses. She even got **** enough to raise her hands and pat them lightly on the woman's thighs, an obvious urgency in her voice as a strained, gurgled whimper escaped around the dick.

"Don't touch, you can't afford it." She kept holding her nose shut.

Beneath her blindfold, Sith's eyes rolled slightly. She almost brought her hands back up to smack Makima's thighs this time but smartly resisted. She put her hands behind her back instead and let Makima continue to **** her, her lungs starting to burn and tighten in her chest - **** to suck in oxygen.

Makina brought her other hand behind her head now and pressed her face further into her crotch, while continuing to grind and move her hips.

Sith's toes flexed and she shifted in place. It was like she was covered in ants and couldn't get them off. **** minor movements to try and deal with the intense, growing, gnawing pain in her lungs that begged her to resist Makima's control and simply BREATHE. And yet, it felt so fucking good. To feel Makima's cock throb in her throat and she imagined precum leaking down her gullet, too. Her cunt was pulsing with juices and she helplessly ground her thighs together.

Makima let go of her head and nose then, to make her continue sucking in her own way again.

Sith pulled away the moment the pressure released from the back of her head. She felt the cock slide out of her throat and she let out a loud "Ggguuuyyaaaggghhugh!" A mix of a whimper and vomiting up all the throat slime and precum caught in her throat. She coughed and whimpered as the cock throbbed over her forehead, drenching her face and the blind fold in the mess. "Unngggghh! Unngggghh! Onngghhh oh m-myyy goddddd!"

Moved her hips to cock-slap her face. "Go on, hurry up."

Sith whimpered, "I- I thought you were going to try and make me pay you to let me breathe again," she said. But she was glad the woman didn't do that, since she knew her counterpart wouldn't be able to save her. Sith took the cock back between her lips, feeling somewhat fresh with a rejuvenated pair of lungs. She moved faster this time, using her mouth to jerk the woman off and taking it back into her throat before long. It slid down her oesophagus much easier this time through the gaping hole of her throat.

"Don't tease when you can't pay up."

Sith felt cheeky for that, not realising teasing is exactly what she had just done. She decided to try and make it up to her owner by ruthlessly facefucking herself on her dick. She slowly slid the cock back down her throat, taking it way down to the balls again until her nose firmly rests in the woman's pubic region. Then, she begins to brutally throatfuck herself. She treated her own throat like a used fleshlight to stroke her Master.

The intense throatfucking had its effect. She throbbed harder, precum leaking and she felt that she was going to cum soon. "Keep on. Your treat is coming."

Sith's precum and gag-slime covered throat acted like lubricant for Makima's cock. It slipped in and out of her fuckhole easily, but Sith still felt the discomfort of its impressive size regardless. It was like it was stretching her facehole to fit its size, turning her throat into its home.

Then, she buried herself on it again and kept her lips locked around the base of Makima's dick. The balls twitching and throbbing against her chin.

Makima brought her hand down behind the loser's head again, giving the last few hip thrusts. Her mighty throbs made her whole head shake as she was cumming inside her throat. One large cumshot after the next. After a while, she decided to pull out, to also fill her mouth and then, once her cock was out completely, she stroked herself to spurt the last few loads on her lips, nose and cheeks.

Sith's pussy was pushed to the edge when she felt the hot and thick ropes of jizz spew down her throat. Only for her mouth to get a delicious, chunky helping of the steaming cum as well. And she felt even more grateful to have her face marked by Makima's strong-scented, sticky nut. "Unnnggggh! Unnnggggghh!" She groaned, keeping her mouth open, tongue out, to show herself swirling that potent jizz around in her mouth.

"Savour it. You paid so much."

Sith nodded, slowing her pace down. Allowing herself to really taste that sperm. She breathed in deep, purposely snorting some of Makima's cum up her nose. It stung, but she didn't care. She moved her fingers down to her cunt to finish herself off - it was like she was in mid orgasm thanks to Makima's sperm. She tilted her head up and began to gargle Makima's jizz, going, and going, and going, until it bubbled and began to thin due to the added saliva.

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Elsewhere, sitting behind a computer, covered in sweat, fingers and crotch soaked in masochistic orgasm, a pathetic excuse for a writer has a lewd and disgraceful expression on her face. Now she’s **** to face the fact that she just paid so much money to an imaginary character.

“Uuuggh… You’re a fucking idiot.” She berates herself.

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