The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

My sister Jessica had been acting weird. Two years my senior (and a senior at Fairmont, our college) she was the classic example of beauty and brains, her long blonde hair framing her angelic face, her full pouty lips, and equally full breasts, which (I imagine) featured in the dreams of many guys at Fairmont. They were always asking her out only to be shot down. Her intelligence was impressive, being the top five of her class ever since she started college. Respected by friends and teachers alike, she was the student council president. Moreover, she had also received various offers from reputed universities to continue her postgraduate studies with them though she hadn’t decided on it yet.

I’m Samantha. Of course, being the younger sister, I grew up in the shadow of all this, always being compared to her by relatives and friends. This had caused me to have an inferiority complex when I was younger but I had since outgrown it. Pretty much. Unlike Jessica, I kept my not-quite-as-blonde hair long but tied it into a ponytail. Being siblings, we share a lot of traits and I considered myself to be almost-as-beautiful, and I was well aware we were referred to as the “Fairmont Beauties”. The one area where I truly beat Jessica was in my breasts, wearing a 38D size bra. I’m sure most guys in college also fantasize about my breasts, after all my past boyfriends had requested a tittie fuck from me the moment we got past first base. Urrgh, speaking of guys, it seems like not a week would pass before I receive another confession of love from them, with motives ranging from using me as a springboard to get closer to my sister or adding me as another girl they dated. Such shallow and immature thoughts they had and coupled with my disappointment from my past relationships, I decided to focus on my studies for now and let love find its way to me when the time was right.

We came from a single parent family, dad dying from cancer a few years back, giving as good a fight as he could. It really tore at us, our mom, Yvonne was especially hit hard. Our sorrows had scabbed over as the years passed, but I would sometimes find mom lingering over dad’s photo in an album. As a result of his death, mom started working again and we moved into a smaller house with Jessica and me sharing a room. I guess our family situation does play a part in our dating life with both Jessica and me focusing on our education so we can lighten mom’s load once we started working. At least with scholarships, and living at home, we had enough money to attend Fairmont, which was right here in our hometown.

But anyway. Something was definitely wrong with Jessica. She had been coming home late, saying that she was busy with student council work. She seemed to be hiding something and she looked distracted. I wondered if anything was worrying her. Well, I would have to find out myself since she was being unusually resistant towards my attempts to pry the answers from her.

I was doing some work on the computer when Jessica called me out to help her with moving a piece of furniture. It was kinda weird as she could have easily moved the thing on her own. I wondered why she even asked me for help and to make it worse, she kept fiddling with the positioning of the stupid thing.

By the time I got back to the computer, the screensaver had come on. It was something new; when had we installed that? Instead of the usual “Mystify”, the one I was seeing now was a gently-twirling spiral. I could feel myself being drawn into the center of the screen. Every time I reached the center, the spiral would change color, and I would repeat the whole process again, getting drawn further into it. It felt so good, so relaxing, so comfortable. All my focus was on the spiral as I sat in front of the computer, letting myself fall deeper into it. I lost all sense of time as well as my surrounding. Somehow, I remember vaguely a female voice speaking to me, telling me... things? Afterwards, no matter how much I tried to recall, nothing solid came to my mind.

The next thing I really remember, I was looking at my work on the computer screen again, alone in my room. Glancing at the clock on the wall, I was surprised that two hours had passed. What had happened? I didn’t have time to think about it as I needed to complete the work, so I shelved the subject.

I spent the next few days gathering information regarding Jessica amid another confession of “love” from another boy. The rumor mill finally reported that she had been spotted with Ben Rearden after school. A junior and the official School Geek, he was a loner, always keeping to himself. He gave off a weird vibe, making it hard for people to get close to him and he didn’t seem like to have any friends. I had seen him eating all alone in the cafeteria countless of times. Dressed in his usual unfashionable T-shirt and pants with his uncombed hair, he would slowly eat his meals while observing his surrounding from behind his geeky glasses, spooking others with his gaze. It was also common to find other students keeping their distance from him wherever he went, as though a radius of ten-feet “no-go” zone existed around him. I also heard that he was the only remaining member of the computer club, other members either graduated or slowly dropped out, possibly due to his presence. Well, now I had no choice but to stalk Jessica after school.

Thus, I stayed after, skulking along after Jessica. Everything seemed normal, she was attending to tasks as the student council president. Just when I thought I had wasted the whole afternoon, she started packing up her stuff, preparing to leave. Yet, instead of leaving campus when she was done, she went off to the Belfield Building. I followed her and she went to the computer lab. Trying to contain the excitement I felt, I lurked in the entrance to a chemistry classroom, a couple of doors down. She knocked on the door and after a moment Ben opened it and welcomed her in. Once the door was closed, I went closer, trying to find out what was happening inside but no luck. The door was locked and I couldn’t hear anything. I almost knocked, but then decided to go home and confront Jessica when she got back.

When I reached home, mom was already home and she was staring at the computer screen. She didn’t reply to my greeting, and, curious at what she was looking at, I stepped behind her and peeked over her shoulder. On the computer screen was the screensaver I saw a few days ago. I could feel myself being drawn into the spiral, like my whole conscious was being pulled into the monitor. It felt so good and relaxing and I wanted to keep looking at it forever. I lost track of time and my surroundings, letting myself immersed into the spinning spiral.

The next thing I knew, I was lying on my bed and it was night time. I could hear Jessica panting heavily on her bed but I didn’t pay much attention to her as I went to the toilet. When I returned to our room, I could hear her moaning in pleasure. Taking a closer look, I found her naked on her bed, fondling herself, two of her fingers invading her secret place, teasing and pleasuring her. Light from the street streamed into our room, illumining her clothes stewed all over the floor, her body perspiring from her exertions, her face lost in the pleasure she was experiencing. She still hadn’t noticed me.

This was my first time seeing her like that, her whole body giving a sensual seductive feel, totally different from the usual Jessica. I found myself stepping closer to her, wanting to hear what she was murmuring.

“… Obey… Master… ohhh… ohhh.. Obey Master…”, Jessica chanted, her fingers moving faster, wet dirty sounds coming from her groin.

Hearing her words, I experienced an odd sense of déjà vu. She looked so enchanting and sexy, her body looked so beautiful. I had to shake my head to push those thoughts away. I’m not a lesbian and she was my sister,for God’s sake. I could feel my throat getting dry looking at her playing with herself. I moved even closer to her and she finally realized I was there.

“Sam!! Sam… Help me… I don’t want to…”, her words lost in a moan of pleasure.

“Ohhh… Feels so good… Ahh.. I can feel it… Ahhh… Ahhh…” Jessica seemed to be excited beyond measure as she started murmuring nonsense, her body arched tightly as she approached her orgasm. She kept begging me to help her, save her, saying that she didn’t want to, yet her fingers moved even faster and harder inside her vagina and the inevitable end was.. well.. coming.

“Oh my God!! Sam!! Nooooo… No… I’m cumming!!! Ohhhh… Ohhh… Obey… Master… Ohhhh…”, she reached her climax, moaning out her obedience to her unknown master throughout her orgasm before she finally, suddenly, fainted.

I didn’t know she had such kinky fantasies.

I wondered what should I do. I decided that I couldn’t leave her as it is, so I got a warm damp cloth and starting wiping her clean.

“Master…”

Even when she was unconscious, she was moaning out. -Really, what a kinky sister I have- I thought as I continued my wiping. Her body still so sensitive after her orgasm, and my wiping eliciting more moans of pleasure from her. It felt weird, wiping her naked body after she had had her orgasm.

“I must obey… Obey… Obey…”, she kept repeating such words, making it difficult for me. Her words ignited an even weirder feeling of excitement in me and I could feel myself getting wet. After some time, I managed to clean her up and exhausted from my exertion, I collapsed onto my bed, letting sleep claim me.

The next two weeks passed by in a flash. Despite my best efforts, I still couldn’t find out what Jessica was doing with Ben inside the computer lab. I wanted to directly confront Jessica about these meetings, but somehow or other, I never got the chance. Instead, whenever I was at home, I seemed to be drawn toward our computer.

The screensaver. Sometimes I would watch with mom, other time I would watch alone. The screensaver was so enchanting and I was sorta becoming addicted to watching it. It would always bring me to this wonderful and relaxing place, where I could leave the real world behind. A place where my mind was fully at ease, fully open. Such a wonderful feeling and I wanted to keep experiencing it forever.

And the dreams.. Almost every night, dreams of submitting to a guy, being his slave. These dreams aroused me and I often woke up with my panties soaked with my juice, feeling frisky. As a result, I had been masturbating quite a lot. It felt so weird as I never had such fantasies before. Had seeing my sister masturbating while moaning her fantasy affected me?

After so many days following Jessica, I finally struck the jackpot; I followed her to a new location, the old music room in the Cassidy Building. She went in but this time, she didn’t lock the door nor closed it. I guess she and whoever she was meeting were confident that they won’t be disturbed, which was understandable, as the Cassidy Building was at the far end of campus, almost in the woods, and the administration didn’t encourage people to poke around in a department that had been wiped out by ongoing budget cuts.

Sneaking my way to the classroom, I almost gasped in shock at the scene I saw but luckily I managed to control myself without the occupants realizing I was there. What I saw.. Sitting on a table was Ben with his pants down while my sister Jessica was giving him a blowjob, her shirt unbuttoned, exposing her bra-covered breasts to him. The scene was unbelievable, my sister, the college idol, was blowing the geek Ben and she looked like she was enjoying it, judging from her moans of pleasure filling the classroom. Ben was patting Jessica, playing with her hair while his other hand was squeezing and fondling her breasts.

My mind was lost in a swirl of confusion. Why would Jessica be doing that? What was she thinking? Given her status in college, I’m sure she could have found better guys than Ben. Why? It felt so ridiculous, looking at it.

I wanted to walk in and confront them but somehow I didn’t. Instead, I just continued observing them, a voyeur. Ben’s dick looked rather big and my eyes were drawn to it. It was big, pulsating and shiny, being coated with Jessica’s saliva. I could feel my pussy getting wet. In one corner of my mind, I knew I should be disgusted. Instead, I was getting excited at the wrongness of situation. Here I was, looking at my elder sister blowing some geek and getting aroused by it. My hands wandered down to my breasts and started squeezing them, causing waves of pleasure to course through my body. Lost in this haze, thoughts of submitting to a guy flickered through my mind, exciting me further. I had to bite my lips to stop myself from moaning aloud. I could see the face of my fantasy master getting clearer as my pleasure increased. In fact, judging from the moans in the classroom, they were getting close to their release too. I could see Ben’s hands grabbing Jessica’s head, controlling her pace, like she was some fuckdoll for him. With a hiss of pleasure, Ben unloaded his cum into her mouth, holding her stationary as he came. This was too much for me and I quickly left for the nearest bathroom, moving into an empty stall

Undressing myself. Jamming my fingers into my cunt.

They slid in without much difficulty as I was already soaking wet. Paying close attention to my clit, I brought myself to orgasm, feeling my cunt walls pulsating and clenching onto my fingers, trying to hold them in. Something disturbed me as I was cumming. In the midst of my climax, I could see in my mind, I was kneeing before.. Ben? Yes. Submitting to him as my orgasm crashed into me. It was only a flicker but it was clear enough to disturb me. Why should I submit to him?

Over the next few days, it had become a routine for Jessica to meet Ben in some quiet corner and give him a blowjob. I would be nearby, spying on them. It felt so wrong yet arousing, watching my sister blowing him, and I would usually escape to a bathroom to bring myself off too.

My days were spent between spying on my sister, college work, keeping those pestering boys away and using the computer at home, letting the screensaver pull me in, making me feel so wonderful and relaxed. Thoughts of submitting to Ben kept straying into my mind at odd moments. Initially, it repulsed me but then one day, sitting on that toilets in Cassidy, I realized that it actually heightened my pleasure when I thought about it.

It was just a fantasy. I should just let myself be immersed in the pleasure and enjoy it.

Jennifer and Ben’s latest meeting. This time, she met him at the entrance of a male toilet in the Harrison Auditorium. They went in and I followed them shortly. Nobody else was there except us and both of them were inside one of the stalls and I quickly hid myself in the adjacent stall.

“So are you ready to give yourself to me, Jessica?”, I could hear the excited breathing of Ben as he spoke.

“Oh yes master. I have been looking forward to this day ever since I realized I’m yours. Please, fuck your loving slave.”, My eyes widened in shock. She, the college idol with her beauty and intelligence, willingly gave up her freedom to be a slave to Ben. I didn’t know that she would take this kinky fantasy so far and why choose Ben? Why him? So many questions...

I had to admit, it somehow excited me to know that my elder sister was a slave.

“Well, why don’t you start by undressing yourself?”, Ben ordered.

“Gladly, master.” Sounds of clothing being taken off. I imagined Jessica stripping herself naked, letting Ben see her body in its glory. I didn’t realize it at once but my hands started mimicking her imagined actions. By the time I noticed, I was already topless yet instead of dressing myself back, I proceeded to strip naked too, Ben’s words resonating in my mind. Peeling off my panties, I found them soaked.

“Excellent, you truly have a stunning body. How many guys have dreamed of seeing you naked and here I have you willingly stripped naked for me.” He laughed, a simultaneously grating and enchanting sound.

“Master, this body belongs to you only. No other man shall enjoy the pleasure it gives. Nobody but you deserve it.” Jessica replied in a lusty and seductive voice.

“Very good, you know your role very well. Now give me a kiss.”

From the partition, I could hear heavy breathing from both of them as they kissed, moans of pleasure coming from Jessica as I imagined Ben fondling her, touching the curves of her body, caressing her secret place. I was fingering myself to the groans of pleasure coming from the next stall. Somehow I was imaging myself there with Ben, letting him touch me and pleasuring me. My excitement grew and I tried to control myself from moaning too loud.

Wouldn’t want them to find me.

“Master, please fuck your loving slave. Ram your cock into my slave pussy. Please…”, Jessica was moaning with desire.

“Such a horny little slave. Fine, I shall give you what you want but you have to do it yourself. Lower your pussy onto my cock. Welcome it into you on your own.”

Jessica only groaned in pleasure and I could imagine Ben sitting on the toilet bowl, his cock hard and erect, pointing up while Jessica stood over him, slowly lowering herself onto him, welcoming his cock into her body. It felt so hot and wicked, being next to them as they engaged in such carnal act. Jessica must be wet with arousal as I could hear wet slapping sounds as she started to hump Ben.

“Oh my God. I finally did it. I enslaved the student council president and I’m fucking her right now. My first pussy and it belongs to the number one beauty ofFairmont. God, your cunt feels so hot and good. I could ever get enough of you, slave.” Ben groaned with pleasure as Jessica continued to hump him.

Enslaved her? Wasn’t it just Jessica acting out her fantasy? What did he meant by that? Questions flooded into my mind once again but were quickly swept away as my fingers pumped into my cunt faster, raising my pleasure. I didn’t know why but I kept imagining that Ben was fucking me instead of my sister, my fingers being his cock as I humped him, bringing myself nearer and nearer to climax.

“I’m cumming!!! Master, I’m cumming!!! Ohhhhh… I can feel your hot cum filling me up… Give me more master!!!”, words I never would expect to hear from Jessica filled the toilet and instead of repulsing me, it aroused me further and I reached my climax, feeling my cunt muscles contract around my fingers, squeezing them. I again had to bite my lips to prevent myself from moaning out loud.

They remained inside the stall for quite some time, their heavy breathing together with Jessica’s moans filled the toilet. I could imagine how Ben was touching her body, eliciting more pleasure in her. Her moans only served to arouse me again, making me crave Ben’s touch too. It felt so wrong yet right at the same time, making me even more confused but there was no denying the pleasure I felt.

“All right slave, clean me up with your mouth.”, their playtime finally over as slurping sounds drifted over to my side as Jessica cleaned his cock, followed by the sounds of them dressing before they left the toilet. I waited a while, making sure no one was present before I sneaked out too.

I was the first one to come home, weird given that mom was usually home by then. Now that I thought about it, she seemed to be quite busy these days, often coming home late, I wondered why. I sat myself in front of the computer, waiting for the screensaver to come on, to pull me into that wonderful place. My hands twitched to life, started playing with my sensitive body, raising my arousal level and when the screensaver finally came on, I was lost in it, my surroundings warped away and the only thing I could see was the spinning spiral in the monitor.

I lost all sense of time and my surroundings.

Lost in the wonderful feeling and the haze of pleasure. Then, a female voice speaking to me, telling me to obey, obey master. Telling me how good it felt to obey, to give myself up. Yes, it really felt good, I wanted to obey but who was my master?

As I neared my climax, I felt the fog lifting, the evil fog that was preventing me from knowing who was my master. The closer I get, the clearer my answer became. I could feel somebody hands massaging my breasts while my hands played with my clit and pussy as the pleasure built up in me. The answer was revealed to me as I came, harder than ever, waves of pleasure crashing through my body. Ben was my master. It felt so right and pleasurable as I rode the pleasure waves to heaven, finally losing conscious.

That night, I had a new dream, one of me submitting to Ben. Just letting him see my naked body would get me very wet. And letting him caress every part of me, kissing me.. And then.. Things started to get very nasty. I was a very bad girl.

I came two to three or four times.

The next day, I could feel the transformation. Sitting in my Astronomy class, in every class, I started drifting away, daydreaming, recycling the acts in my dreams over and over, wanting so much for master to give me the orgasm I craved. These daydreams were making my pussy wet with desire.

Oddly, when I got home, I found that I had been taking notes in all my classes, and could remember quite clearly what the professors had been discussing...

So I just stopped worrying about that, and as the days passed I continued to spy on Jessica and Ben engaging in sexual acts in Belfield, Cassidy, Harrison, back to Belfield, my jealously at Jessica growing. Why should she be the only one enjoying master’s touch? I wanted so much to join in too. Iremembered wanting to confront her, but it somehow slipped my mind every time I was home as the spiral screensaver would bring me into the wonderful place once again.

I would lose all sense of time and my surroundings.

By the time I resurfaced, it would already dark and the whole family would be sleeping.

One day, I abruptly decided to go home earlier, my frustration at not being the one to enjoy Ben’s touch getting the better of me. My thoroughly soaked panties was rubbing against my cunt lips as I walked home, sending waves of pleasure through my body, my only thoughts were to reach home as fast as I could and looked at the screensaver while masturbating myself to climax.

It was a surprise for me upon reaching the door to find that for once mom was already home. It was even stranger that someone else was there too, a man judging from the clothes; I couldn’t see his face. Curious, I decided not to announce my presence, slowly moving to the window and looked into our living room. I was shocked. There, sitting in front of the computer, staring at the spiral screensaver was mom, topless, her long elegant limbs hanging limply from the sides of the chair while Ben was standing behind her, one hand massaging her white creamy breast while the other caressed her face, tracing her succulent lips with his thumb, causing her to moan out in pleasure. As I was too far away, I could only catch bits and pieces of what Ben was telling mom.

“… hypnotized… Open… mind… Embrace… Slavery… love it… Jessica…”

I collapsed onto the ground. The screensaver had been installed by Ben and he was using it to hypnotize mom and me. To make it worse, it seemed like mom was already deep in his power. How had he gotten into our house to install it? I also heard him mentioning Jessica but how was she linked to it? I picked myself up and ran, leaving mom alone with Ben, letting him do whatever he wanted with her. I ran as far as I could, the revelation too much for me to take. I ended up at the shuttered Foley Vanworks warehouse down by the river, wandering around and around in circles... I stayed out as long as I could, baffled about what I should do. Call the..? Tell the...? Repeated calls from mom and Jessica were left unanswered. They were worried about me but I didn’t know what to do. Ben’s evil doings had infected my family and I didn’t know how far he had gone, how much our minds were opened to him. Reluctantly, after dark, I went home, making my mind to tell Jessicawhat I saw.

When I entered the house, nobody seemed to be around. Maybe they were out looking for me. A flicker of light drew my attention to it. Oh god, the computer was still on and the screensaver was on. I tried to avert my gaze from it but I found myself losing, my gaze remained locked and I could feel myself being drawn into the spinning spiral. I felt so comfortable, my body started walking toward the computer on its own accord, all the way my soaked panties continued to rub against my lower lips, making me feel more pleasure.

“Obey master… Ohh.. Oh…”, these words just came out of my mouth and in speaking them, caused a jolt of pleasure to course through my body, just like in my dreams when master caressed me. The feeling was lost quickly and I wanted so much to experience it again.

“… master… Obey master… Ohhhh… Obey…” The words filled my mouth so deliciously. I was a addict. I kept repeating them, feeling more jolts of pleasure coursing in me, heightening my arousal. My hands were fondling both my tits and when I closed my eyes, I could see the scene of my submission to master. I was so happy, being a loving slave for master. “Ohhhh, touch me master, touch your slave body and enjoy the pleasure I can give to you.”

Just when I was about to climax, I remembered the scene earlier, mom topless with Ben massaging her breasts, staring at the screensaver like what I was doing now. It was as if someone just drenched me with a pail of cold water. Suddenly I was drawn back to another scene much earlier, the night when I found Jessica masturbating on her bed, it felt as though I was repeating what she did that time. A sense of dread came over me, she had been begging me to save her... She… Yes, I remember it now, the screensaver. It looked like even Jessica was not spared. Even more, she had installed it on our computer. My whole family had been hypnotized by Ben using the screensaver. Obey… No!! I had to get a hold of myself. Don’t think about it anymore. Take a deep breath, calm down and clear my head.

“Sam? You not continuing? You were just about to cum” I twitched in sharp surprise as Jessica’s voice spoke up behind me. When did she get back? Did she see everything?

“Jessica, listen to me. We’ve been hypnotized by Ben! It’s serious, even mom’s been hypnotized! We gotta call the...”

She cut me off. “Oh my, you found out about it and remembered the sessions you’ve had? Naughty girl, now is still not the time for you to remember...” There was amusement in her voice as her hands came up to my breasts, fondling and squeezing them expertly. All my hard work at calming myself was undone in an instant, the flame of desire igniting inside of me again.

“My baby sister’s tits are so big and soft, I’m so jealous.”

“Jessica, stop it. You mustn’t do this. Wake up!”

“My dear sister, I’m completely awake and I’m our master’s loving slave. You won’t understand it now but in the near future, you will and you shall be happy like I’m now.”

“What are you saying? Ohhhh…”, groans of pleasure escaped from my lips.

“Come, let big sister help you forget about all these. Samantha, watch the spiral. Obey master.”

“Ohhhhhhh… No… I mustn’t… I must save everyone…”, hearing those words coming from my sister’s mouth aroused me further, my body became more sensitive, feeling more pleasure from Jessica’s touches. It felt so good and pleasurable, I wanted more… Just one more… To feel more pleasurable… “Harder, squeeze my tits harder.”

“Good girl. You want to cum and obey master, right?”

“Ahhh, No!! I must not give in… Ohhh…”, Jessica kept one of her hands on my tits, squeezing harder while her other hand intruded into my panties, stroking my lower lips before plunging her fingers into my wet pussy. Oh my god, it felt so good. I could feel my mind melting, all thoughts disappearing, dissolving as the pleasure I was experiencing overloaded my mind. I vaguely realized I was humping against her fingers, helping her finger fuck me, welcoming them into my secret place. She suddenly pulled her fingers out of me, withdrawing the pleasure she was giving me. I didn’t know what to do at the loss, tears slowly tickling down as I pleaded at her to finish me off.

“Now, be a good girl and repeat after me. O… bey … Mas… ter…”

The spiral pulled me down, down..

“O… bey … Mas… ter… Ohhhhhhh!!!”, I groaned loudly, feeling jolt of pleasure shoot through me. Jessica in the meantime resumed to finger me as I was assaulted from both the inside and the outside, making me feel wonderful, my weak will quickly washed away by the pleasure. I started to repeat the words “Obey Master”, Jessica’s fingering getting faster as I chanted faster and soon, I reached the climax I was seeking. It felt so good, so wonderful, so relaxing as my mind shut down, memories disappearing as I lost conscious, the only words resonating in my mind was “Obey Master”.

“Sweet dreams, my lovely sister.”

Dreams? Yes. I was kneeing in front of my master, Ben.

“Master, I begging you, let me be your slave. I promise I’ll be a good slave.”

“You still dare to come to me? I don’t have a slave like you. I don’t want a slave who cannot follow orders.”

I had been a bad slave, making master angry. Why did I betray master like that? I’m master’s loving slave yet I still betray him. He told me that from now on, as my punishment., I would not be able to cum unless he fucked me. I gladly accepted this punishment, if it meant my master was happy. I could feel his hands caressing me, giving me pleasure yet the release I craved was denied to me. Brought to the edge of pleasure and kept there, I felt myself going mad over the lack of release.

“You want to cum right, slave? Beg me for it.”

I could feel his fingers playing with my clit. It felt so good, I wanted more.

“Ohhhh, Master… Please… I beg you… Please fuck me!!! Pound your hard cock into my wanton pussy!!! Fuck me!!! Fuck your slave!!!”

He finally inserted his hard throbbing cock into my pussy. I felt so full as his cock filled me up, it was as though that my pussy was meant for his cock alone. Oh, the pleasure… Master was finally fucking me… His cock was so deep inside me… Ohhh… I loved master… Obey master…

As I came, my back arching in pleasure, my cunt walls clamping down on master’s cock, wanting to keep it inside of me forever, I felt so happy. Any thoughts of resisting, my free will and moral values all came gushing out of me as I came my way to the greatest orgasm I ever experienced. It felt like I was released from chains binding me, free from society’s cramped and stifling views, only my love for master remained, letting me take my proper place as a slave to him.

When I woke up the next morning, the feeling I had in my dream was so clear, it was as if master had really fucked me up good. Such a great feeling. I also felt that I was forgetting something but I guessed it wasn’t that important if I could so easily forget it.

The next few days, I was in heaven. Every night, master would visit me in my dreams, loving me as we engaged in the same carnal acts that I had seen, once, somewhere, between him and Jessica. It felt as though there was a link between us, master and slave. Master had conquered me, body, mind and soul. I belonged to him. No other guys deserved my love. Only my master Ben. Such a wonderful feeling a girl could ever experience, every day.. over and over..

I started to see Ben as my master in my real life too. Every time I saw him at Fairmont, I had an urge to call him master. I wanted so much to run to him, give myself to him, to obey him. My body would get aroused, even just as he walked by, but I couldn’t masturbate as master had said that I could only cum when he fucked me. I knew he would fuck me every night in my dreams, yet somehow I couldn’t help but experience a sense of emptiness every morning when I woke up.

The emptiness grew bigger. I started seeking him out; he spent a lot of time in the computer lab and I would sit at nearby terminal, staring at him, but it was never enough.

My pussy felt so empty.

Then, suddenly, one Thursday, the dreams stopped, and it all got a hundred times worse. I drifted along, lost in an empty gray void. Friday. Saturday. No dreams. No master. Nothing.

Sunday. I was lying on my bed, empty. Hopeless. ThenJessica was there. It took the supreme effort to focus on what she was saying, but then it sunk in: Ben was coming to the house. He had decided to visit our family. That very day. Mom and Jessica immediately started preparing a scrumptious meal in the kitchen. Me? I was alive again, but I hid in the bathroom, taking an ice-cold shower. I felt so hot, so arousal yet at the same time even emptier than before. I wanted master, I wanted to feel his hands on my body. I wanted to pleasure him with my body.Finally closing the tap and, my nipples were hard as diamonds but I couldn’t cum yet. Master’s order. If I came, master would leave me forever. I had to control my urges, pull my hands away from my sensitive body, not wanting to make a mistake which I would regret for the rest of my life. Jessica strolled into the bathroom, dressed in a black translucent nightie which showed off the curves of her body.

“My, my, my… leaking so much pussy juice… Such a cute sister I have.”

“Jessica… I want… Master…”

Jessica kneeled beside me, sliding her fingers across my lower lips, causing me to moan out in pleasure but I didn’t cum. I barely managed to control it, my fingernails digging into my palms. She brought her fingers to her mouth and began licking my juice off. The scene felt so embarrassing and humiliating that I started crying.

“Now, now, be a good girl. I know you need master. Just bear with it for a while longer. Last time I was the same as you now. Master will be coming over soon”

“Master’s coming. Yes. I must dress myself up for him.”

She waggled a shiny finger.

“No, you mustn’t. Master wants to see your slutty body, so you must remain naked.”

“Really? Master just likes to bully me but I’ll obey.”

“Good girl. Come, let’s wait for master in the living room.”

When we walked into the living room, mom was already there. She looked fabulous. Dressed in a pink lacy teddy, it showed off her figure to the maximum, her hard nipples evident. The room smelled like sex. I was very nervous, my heart pounding hard as I stood naked, feeling my pussy juice tickling down my thighs, slowly falling onto the floor. Jessica said that master wanted to see me like that but I couldn’t help but feel embarrassed as mom and Jessica played with each other bodies, frenching like lesbian lovers. Twenty minutes, an eternity, amid the erotic moans of my mother and sister as they made love to each other.

The doorbell rang and mom quickly scrambled to answer it.

“Good morning, my master.”

Both mom and Jessica kneed down gracefully as Ben entered the room while I gasped in pleasure.

“Slave Yvonne and Slave Jessica. Two days have passed since I fucked you two. How are my slaves feeling now?”

“Master, we ache for your touch and our pussies are always ready for you.”, Both mom and sister answered in perfect unison as they stripped off their clothes, presenting their naked bodies to Ben.

“What about you, Slave Samantha? I bet you are at your limits.” He directed this question to me, glanced at me, causing my knees to give out, sending me kneeling before him.

“Yes, master, I’m already… Ohhhhh…”, his hand glided across my bare back, trailing pleasure behind it, causing my words to run silent as my body lost its strength. All I could do was to hug his leg by instinct.

“I heard from Slave Jessica that you are ready to surrender to me?”

“Master, Slave Samantha is already yours.”

“No, you still haven’t done the final step.”

I turned to Jessica and looked at her with pleading eyes but she just smiled encouragingly at me.

“Master, please teach me. I want to be yours, just like Slave Yvonne and Slave Jessica.”

“Good girl. You are the final piece of my plan as I take over your family.”, he grinned as he stripped naked, showing me his hard cock as he sat onto the sofa. I gasped in pleasure as his cock came into view, wondering how much pleasure it would give me as it pounded into my hot pussy.

Both mom and Jessica guided me as I stood over him, my leaking pussy just above his cock. The urge to sink myself onto it was so overwhelming and I groaned at the closeness of his cock to my pussy. I slowly moved down, feeling a jolt of pleasure as his cock head touched my pussy lips, feeling them opening up, welcoming his cock into me. Slowly, I could feel my cunt enveloping around his hard cock, feeling it fill me up as I slid lower onto him. Finally our groins met and the emptiness was gone as his cock was fully sheathed inside my hot wanton cunt.

“Ride me slave. Ride me and welcome my cum inside of you. Seal your slavery and surrender yourself fully to me as I fill your pussy full of my cum.”

With it, I started riding him, sliding up and down on his cock, feeling jolts of pleasure shooting from my pussy. Wet squishy sounds filled the room as I pounded his cock into me, urging him to cum inside me. I wanted so much to seal my slavery to him, to obey him.

“You know, slave, It all comes down to luck.” Ben spoke to me as I continued humping him. “I didn’t really want to test my screensaver in the lab, but my laptop had to go in for repairs. And then your sister walked in at just the right time.. and it turns out it works better than I had dared hope. As it is, she went under and after repeated sessions every day after school, I finally enslaved her. From what I hear from her, it seems like you are there when she finally give up her freedom. Of course, once I had enough control of her, I had her install my screensaver into your house computer. Who wouldn’t want to have both the “Fairmont Beauties” as their slaves? Capturing your mom was just a bonus. She sure is a hot piece of ass despite being old and having had you two. Well, I’m sure going to enjoy your family charms. Your mom was the second person to give up which surprised me as I’m expecting you to give up first. It seems like the death of your father left quite a hole in her heart, making it much easier to enslave her. Of course, having your sister to help me out made it even easier. You almost spoiled my plan when you chanced upon me enslaving your mom but luckily you didn’t go to the police straight away. By coming home, you sealed your fate.”

I moaned in pleasure as his cock continued to pound into me. Lost in a haze of pleasure, I knew he was telling me something but since he wasn’t ordering me, I couldn’t be bothered. All I wanted was the pleasure master was giving me right now. Ohhhh, I wanted to be his slave forever. When was he going to cum so I could complete the final step to be his slave? I didn’t know how much time had passed since we started fucking. All I knew was the wonderful feeling of pleasure I was experiencing. Finally I could feel his cock hardening inside my pussy and was soon rewarded as he reached his orgasm, his cock spurting his hot thick cum into my womb, confirming me as his slave.

My own orgasm. Days of unfulfilled desires exploded in my mind as I rode waves and waves of pleasure. I could feel my cunt walls squeezing hard onto his cock, feeling his real cock inside me.

It felt so different from my dreams.

It felt so much better.

I hugged him, crushing my tits against his chest as we came down from the high of our climax, catching my breath, knowing that I was his slave forever.

Finally, I stood up, feeling his soft cock slipped out of me, his cum leaking out of my pussy. Joining my mom and sister on the floor, we kneeled forever in servitude to our one and only master.

I lost all sense of time and my surroundings as I spiraled into a sea of pleasure and obedience.