The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

In Ireland at the crash site,

Agent Vienne Catrin of French Interpol and her “Assistant” Nathalie Duhamel, a reporter for France 24 sat in the car staring blankly ahead as they orgasmed from the gas.

The two women and the security guard with shiny black gloves and boots walked up and one of them took the cylinder from the back seat and the one of them commanded, “GET UP SLAVES. COME WITH US” as both Vienne and Nathalie got out of the car and walked with them to the house on the perimeter of the crash site.

There they were questioned, especially Vienne;

“YOU ARE FROM INTERPOL?”

“yes………..I was sent to investigate after the report of UFOs and witnesses reported they saw bodies flying down unharmed?” Vienne said.

“IS INTERPOL SUSPICIOUS OF THIS AND OTHER CRASHES?” the robotized woman said.

“yes…………….the dead men and missing women has attracted their attention. Twenty airplane crashes and several ship sinkings have reports of missing women along with strange shiny clad women seen. Shiny like your boots and gloves” Vienne said.

“THIS IS THE ONLY REASON?” the robotized woman said.

“no………..also that in each instance evidence is missing to show what happened like the black boxes………” Vienne said.

“SO INTERPOL HAS ONLY THEORIES WITH NO EVIDENCE?” the robotized woman said.

“yes………….only theories………I was sent to find evidence……….I have been the main investigator………..if I fail to report they will send others” Vienne said.

“YOU WILL REPORT BACK BUT YOU WILL BE ONE OF US. BOTH OF YOU WILL BE ONE OF US” the robotized woman said as Vienne and Nathalie felt their clothing being removed and the robotized women—actually Enforcer Robots—slid their extended phalluses, one into Vienne’s mouth and one into her pussy. Then they moved to Nathalie.

SQUISH SQUISH SQUISH SQUISH SQUISH SQUISH SQUISH SQUISH

They were silent except for the sounds of sex.

A few minutes later,

Vienne and Nathalie exited the house appearing to be in their clothes as before but not both wore shiny black PVC gloves, and platform boots. They both appeared normal except for their boots and gloves and a swirly haze around them.

Vienne called her report in, “THIS IS AGENT CATRIN…………..YES THE CRASH SITE IS A BUST. THERE IS NO EVIDENCE OF ANY SUSPICIOUS ACTIVITY HERE. YES. NO EVIDENCE AT ALL. OF COURSE MY ASSISTANT AND I WILL REPORT THERE AT ONCE” Vienne said hanging up. “THEY SUSPECT NOTHING. THEY WANT US TO GO TO A MUSEUM HEIST WERE WOMEN ARE MISSING AND SOME ITEMS ARE MISSING” the robotized Vienne said.

“IT WAS NOT OUR FORCES. IT IS LIKELY THE ROBOTS USING THE PORTAL TRAVEL. MISTRESS ANCILLA WANTS US TO CAPTURE SEVERAL OF THEM FOR ANALYSIS. GO THERE WE WILL ASSIST YOU” the Enforcer Robot said as several stayed to “cleanup” the crash site and ensure no evidence was found, and Vienne, Nathalie and her two new Robot sisters went to her next assignment.

At Ancilla’s mansion, the black sedan was now empty and the four women who had been inside were inside Ancilla’s mansion. Each were beautiful, large chested, and clad in shiny black PVC outfits from head to toe. On their outfits were silver symbols—The triquetra. They wore wide black sunglasses. Their expressions were blank, emotionless, their eyes fixed and glazed, their lips and eyelids were coated with light silver. There were two brunettes, a blonde and a redhead. Each of them were robotized and programmed as Assassins. They were once school teachers, wives, college students. Now they were programmed killers.

They stood in chambers as Mistress Ancilla herself supervised their examination with four of her Lab Robots.

Her Lab Robots were wearing shiny white PVC minidresses, arm length gloves, thigh high stiletto heeled platform boots and their eyelids are silverized. Their hair is pulled up on top into tight buns. Their faces cold and unemotional, they stare blankly ahead. On their minidresses, one of them had the letters A, G, K and T.

Mistress Ancilla said, “Who sent these Robots? They were heavily armed?”

Lab Robot K said, “MISTRESS WE CAN ACCESS THEM NOW. THEY WILL RESPOND TO YOUR QUESTIONS DIRECTLY” the former College Student said as she bowed to her Mistress.

“Excellent! Well done Robots A, G, K and T, Who sent you Robots?”

The redheaded Robot responded, “WE WERE SENT BY MISTRESS LIZA TO CAPTURE YOU…………..” as the former house wife told Mistress Ancilla everything.

Ancilla was very pleased and fondled Lab Robot K, saying, “I knew you would serve me well when I took you hahaha” as the robot shuddered in orgasm, her Mistress was pleased. “Prepare two of them as my new Agents, and prepare one of my doubles my Robots, it seems their Mistress will think they are successful” Ancilla said.

Soon the black sedan was returning to their Mistress with two of the Robots—the redhead and the blonde. Two new Robots, both brunettes and Ancilla in the back seat—at least a naked woman who looked like Ancilla created from one of her captives altered into a double in looks and in mind.

The four robots were beautiful, large chested, and clad in shiny black PVC outfits from head to toe. On their outfits were silver symbols—The triquetra. They wore wide black sunglasses. Their expressions were blank, emotionless, their eyes fixed and glazed, their lips and eyelids were coated with light silver. There were two brunettes, a blonde and a redhead. The two brunettes were Ancilla’s Robots converted into new Robots for Mistress Liza.

The four Robots were returning unaware they were actually now Sleeper Agents for Mistress Ancilla. The naked double was bound and gagged with a ball gag.

Following the sedan were two more sedans with six Enforcer Robots each and as a converted military helicopter with ten Enforcer Robots inside.

Mistress Liza herself was at the border with her Robots and her “Assistants”, all strikingly beautiful, large chested for their size and clad in shiny black latex or PVC outfits from head to toe. The most striking thing about these women was their expressions—blank, emotionless, their eyes fixed and glazed, their lips and eyelids were coated with light silver.

Mistress Liza stood in a shiny skin tight black latex rubber knee length halter top dress, arm length gloves, knee high spike heeled boots and she wore sunglasses and had a riding crop. Her long black hair was pulled back into a pony tail.

“Ah well done my Robots, I’m glad you saved her for me………but you two are new? Excellent! But that means we lost two Robots?”

“YES MISTRESS. TWO WERE DAMAGED AND LOST BUT WE CONVERTED TWO OTHERS” the robotized redhead said.

“Very well, take her at once for Robotization. She will serve us and submit her forces and assets to us for our use hahaha” Mistress Liza said believing she had won and was not being as cautious as she should have been.

“YES MISTRESS WE WILL………OBEY…………..” as the redhead received her new orders and grabbed Liza as the other three Robots moved and began spraying their gas from their gloves as the Enforcer Robots swarmed them as well.

”No!!!! We have been tricked………..we…………fu………” as Liza was immobilized, she shuddered as she came in her panties as she was enslaved. Her Robots were immobilized and the redhead signaled Mistress Ancilla, “OPERATION SUCCESSFUL MISTRESS ANCILLA. WE HAVE THE HEAD MISTRESS OF THE GROUP AND SEVERAL ROBOTS. AWAITING ORDERS MAJESTY” the robotized redhead said.

“Well done my pretty Robot. Put me on the Holographic display” Ancilla commanded. The robot obeyed and a holographic image of Ancilla was shown on one of the Enforcer Robots gloves. The Enforcer Robots were wearing shiny black PVC outfits including the Policewoman type hats, all four with their hair is pulled back into pony tails. Their faces cold and unemotional.

“Slave you will order all of your Robots and Slaves to serve me. You will make this order permanent and irreversible” Ancilla said.

Mistress Liza obeyed, picking up her cell phone. She tried to mentally resist by her body obeyed Ancilla’s orders. “this is Mistress Liza……….all forces everywhere will cease hostilities toward our rivals. Mistress Ancilla has joined us. She is the new Mistress all will obey her commands without question. This order cannot be reversed………..” as the Enforcer Robot took her cell phone from her.

“Convert her robots to serve me, and bring her to me as she is, I want the pleasure to robotize her myself” Mistress Ancilla said.

“YES MISTRESS WE OBEY” as there were sounds of sex, SQUISH SQUISH SQUISH as Liza’s Robots there were converted like the redhead to serve Mistress Ancilla. The double was returned for the next trap and the Robots returned to Ancilla’s mansion.

Back at Ancilla’s mansion, Mistress Liza found herself naked, standing in a tall glass chamber as Mistress Ancilla stood in front her, supervising her examination and robotization with four of her main Lab Robots.

Her Lab Robots were wearing shiny white PVC minidresses, arm length gloves, thigh high stiletto heeled platform boots and their eyelids are silverized. Their hair is pulled up on top into tight buns. Their faces cold and unemotional, they stare blankly ahead. On their minidresses, one of them had the letters A, G, K and T.

Mistress Ancilla said, “Fool! You think you can oppose me? I am the most powerful Mistress—well except for this Zdenka woman—but with your forces I gain more power hahaha.”

“How did I get here? Where is my outfit?” Liza said now able to move, she banged on the glass.

“That glass is two inches thick hahahaha lined for radiation shielding, even with a gun you would not even chip it. Your outfit will be returned I think, I like it on you, you will become one of my new Robots, Mistress Robots so your talents can best be utilized” Ancilla said as she motioned to her Lab Robots.

Lab Robot K said, “MISTRESS READY TO PROCEED” the former College Student said as she bowed to her Mistress.

“Excellent. Proceed” Ancilla said as power was activated and Liza struggled.

“No please! No!!” as she banged on the glass then went silent and still.

Ten minutes later,

Ancilla stood in her outfit of shiny latex rubber. A shiny red latex bustier minidress with arm length gloves, thigh high stiletto heeled platform boots and a red purse. Her blonde hair was down and beautiful. Her 34C-25-38″ body filled the minidress well.

Liza now Mistress Robot #1 stood before her in a shiny skin tight black latex rubber knee length halter top dress, arm length gloves, knee high spike heeled boots and she wore sunglasses and had a riding crop. Her long black hair was pulled back into a pony tail. She now also had silver eyelids and lips. Her slim body of 34B-26-37″ remained slim and athletic.

Broadcasting to all of Liza’s former Mistress and forces, Ancilla said, “I am your new Mistress. All Robots help the others report to me at once for conversion. Those not yet robotized do not betray me or you will suffer the consequences. Obey me and serve me well and I will reward you” as Ancilla pointed to her boots and the robotized Liza knelt and kissed the boots of Mistress Ancilla for the broadcast.

A short time later,

Ancilla moaned and grunted in bed as her new Robot Liza pleasured her, licking her folds deeply, her gloved arms wrapped around Ancilla’s legs, her face buried in Ancilla’s sex.

SLURP SLURP SLURP SLURP SLURP SLURP SLURP SLURP SLURP SLURP

In France,

Mistress Mel Dedigama sat clad in a sleeveless PVC mistress dress, wrist length PVC gloves, and thigh high stiletto heeled platform PVC boots and sat smoking her odorless drug cigarettes. Her hair was back and she looked extremely beautiful.

Her Robots all clad in shiny black PVC and bodysuits with arm length gloves and thigh high stiletto heeled platform boots or latex bikinis with gloves and boots were the two types of Robots she had now as well as Sex Slaves.

At her shaved pussy was one of her Sex Slaves………

“Ahhh yes………you please me Slave…….” Mel said as she came in a Sex Slaves mouth and she eagerly lapped it up.

SLURP SLURP SLURP SLURP SLURP SLURP SLURP SLURP SLURP SLURP

“Why has Vienne not reported in to me?” Mel said unaware her Slave was now an Enforcer Robot for Ancilla.

Previously,

Vienne had just returned from a much needed vacation. She had been in France and had lots of fond memories in the sun and relaxing by the ocean. She received a phone call, “Excuse me Nathalie…………..yes hello this is Agent Catrin?”

“Signaler l’esclave” (Report Slave) Vienne heard and shuddered as she went wide eyed and silent. “Etes-vous seul Esclave?”(Are you alone Slave?)

“Non” (No) Vienne said coldly.

“Se rendre à un endroit où vous pouvez parler Esclave” (Get to a location you can talk Slave) and Vienne obeyed.

“I can speak now Mistress”

“Report Slave”

“We suspect involvement of one of your rivals Mistress. We are uncertain which one” Vienne said as she waited for instructions from her Goddess.

“Find out and report to me. Deliver any technology to me Slave, understood?”

“Yes Mistress”

“Good Slave. Resume your tasks and forget me for now” the woman said,

“Yes Mistress……” as Vienne hung up then she was wondering, ‘What was I doing?’ as she rejoined Nathalie.

Now,

Mel called Vienne, who answered, “Signaler l’esclave” (Report Slave) Vienne heard and she motioned to her fellow Robots as she heard, “Etes-vous seul Esclave?”(Are you alone Slave?)

“YES” Vienne said coldly pretending to be Mel’s Slave.

“You failed to report back Slave? Why? What is your status?”

“THERE WAS NO EVIDENCE AT THE CRASH SITE MISTRESS. THE LEADERS AT INTERPOL ARE SENDING ME TO A MUSEUM THEFT NOW” Vienne said coldly.

“You were to report to me your findings and await orders? Not move on to another target?” Mel said, smoking her odorless drug cigarette, realizing she may have lost one of her many Slaves.

“Quel est votre plus grand désir Esclave?” (What is your greatest desire Slave?) Mel said.

There was no response.

“Qui est votre Maîtresse Esclave?” (Who is your Mistress Slave?) Mel said and again there was no response. “Merde!” (Shit!) As Mel hung up and contacted another inside Interpol, another Agent she enslaved only recently who had been sent after her.

“Yes this is Agent Françoise Sadoul?” the beautiful French redhead replied as she answered her cellphone in her office.

“Signaler l’esclave” (Report Slave) Françoise heard and shuddered as her eyes went wide and she shuddered at the voice she recognized. “Etes-vous seul Esclave?”(Are you alone Slave?) Françoise heard.

“Yes Mistress but I am in my office. This place is not secure to discuss private matters” Françoise said as cum squirted in her panties.

“Yes well said Slave. Agent Vienne Catrin fails to obey me” Mel said.

“Yes. She just reported he crash site had no evidence of suspicious activity. She was sent on to a museum theft. Yes Mistress I was unaware she was a Slave as well. I did not think…….Understood Mistress” Françoise said.

“Yes I can’t tell you everything in case YOU are compromised. Besides I don’t need to tell a Slave anything do I?” Mel said.

“No Mistress. I am just a Slave” Françoise said.

“Yes. You and the rest exist to serve me and pleasure me—not think” Mel said.

“Yes Mistress Mel” Françoise said.

“Good Slave. And I received the files you delivered to me, of your fellow Agents who should serve me. You may proceed with procurement. And go investigate the museum theft yourself and see what is going on with Vienne, and report to me” Mel said.

“Yes Mistress” Françoise said as she hung up as her fellow Agent Émilie Nicollier walked in.

“Françoise who were you talking too? A new girlfriend perhaps?” Émilie said grinning, “its okay Françoise you don’t have to tell me.”

“Émilie it’s better if I show you” Françoise said as moved around and locked the door. Émilie looked puzzled as Françoise took a small perfume bottle and sprayed it in Émilie’s face. She looked puzzled as she gasped and went silent, her eyes wide open. Cum drizzled down her leg from under her skirt.

Françoise put away the perfume bottle into a small case and took out a large black rubber strap on dong. She put it on and picking up a pair of VR goggles with earphones. She placed them on Émilie’s face then belt her over and began fucking her with the strap on. The room was silent except for the grunting of Émilie and the sounds of sex.

SQUISH SQUISH SQUISH SQUISH SQUISH SQUISH SQUISH SQUISH

Émilie grunted and came over and over and she learned her new existence. The same thing had been done to Françoise a few days earlier when she was sent to interview Mel and discuss suspicious activity which had been reported. Of course those who reported this were now Robots for Mel.

After ten minutes Françoise removed the dildo from Émilie and moved in front of her and guided her mouth onto the dildo and Émilie sucked it even as it was still covered with her own cum and foam. After ten or so minutes Françoise removed

The dildo from Émilie’s mouth and the two now French kissed and at thirty minutes Françoise removed the visor from Émilie who said, “Yes Françoise now I understand! I am a Slave! I belong to Mistress Mel too! I exist to serve the Mistress” Émilie said eagerly.

“Yes Émilie we serve Mistress Mel. We must help others understand. And we must recruit or eliminate those who threaten our service to her” Françoise said. “Yes my husband………..he is a threat” Émilie said.

“Yes Émilie. Mistress Mel will aid in that just as she helped me eliminate my boyfriend. I lied to you before and told you I went lesbian. The truth is Mistress had me kill Marcel and that was my cover story. We must eliminate your husband Benoît. Invite him here and we will kill him in an accident. He is a male and a threat to our service to her” Françoise said.

“Yes……..of course. I will call him now” Émilie said as she French kissed Françoise, and said, “Thank you for helping me understand.”

A short time later,

Benoît Nicollier walked in to Émilie’s office and tried to kiss his wife but she turned her face. “Honey what is wrong?” Benoît said as he saw Françoise in the office as well. “Hi Françoise………why are you two looking at each other like that?”

“Like what?” Françoise said as she locked the door.

Émilie said, “I want a divorce. You can give it to me now and walk away and that will be the end of it.”

“W-what? Just like that!? Why?” Benoît said as he saw Françoise move close to Émilie and French kiss her. He looked puzzled and said, “What? You want to be with her now?”

“Yes Benoît. Walk away and we can have a simple divorce. I am with her now”

Émilie said.

“Or what? I get there is an or else in this?” Benoît said.

“Yes or else it will get ugly” Émilie said.

“Yes VERY ugly” Françoise said.

“Please Émilie……..please let’s try to work this out! I’m not willing to give up on you” Benoît said as he reached for his wife near the open window.

“Then I’m sorry Benoît……….you have chosen the wrong choice………Divorce would be much easier for you…………I am with Françoise and the others now”

Émilie said.

“Others?” Benoît said as Émilie maneuvered him closer to the open window.

“The others serving the Mistress. We serve her completely and nothing can be allowed to threaten this service. Goodbye Benoît.”

“Mistress?!” Benoît said as Émilie maneuvered him even closer to the open window and then in one move Françoise and Émilie pushed him out the open window. He yelled as he fell the ten stories and hit the cement below.

Françoise and Émilie coldly looked at him then Émilie picked up the desk phone and called, “OH my…..no………..this is Agent Nicollier………my husband…….he……….he fell out the window of my office…….” As she pretended to cry and she hung up the phone.

Françoise kissed her and said, “I will be witness he fell. We will finish this matter so we can serve the Mistress.”

“Yes of course” Émilie said coldly as they ran to the elevator.

After the police left, Françoise was “Comforting” a pretending to grieve Émilie, as her fellow Interpol Agents and secretaries Anna Dutoit, Orianne Dembélé, Sandrine Marchal, Laura Boissieu, Magali Paquin, Frédérique Clair, Sylvie Demaret, Rose-Marie Pomeroy, Lou Corriveau and Dany Demaret as well as the male Agents and workers all gave Émilie their condolences.

Émilie was given leave and Françoise said she could drive Émilie home. In the car, Françoise said, “So tell me which of them do YOU think should serve the Mistress?”

“Anna, Laura, Frédérique, Sylvie, Rose-Marie and Dany are the most suitable?” Émilie said coldly.

“Yes I agree” Françoise said coldly, “We will begin tonight to convert them for the Mistress.”

“Yes” Émilie said coldly, her dead husband not even cold.

But unknown to Françoise and Émilie, one of their fellow Agents was suspicious of Vienne and now Françoise, and was doing her own investigation. Vienne had told her when she was on vacation she met a strange woman then acted completely different when she returned from vacation. Fortunate for her she did not voice her concerns to Vienne or she would be like Françoise and Émilie.

Agent Frédérique Clair was once Vienne’s very close friend, so she noticed her change in personality and Vienne had confided in her many things. But unfortunately for Frédérique, she was already on “the list” for conversion into a Slave or Robot.

Frédérique broke into Émilie’s office and snooped around. But there was nothing telling………….nothing really.

So she broke into Françoise’s office and was snooping around. She found cum on the floor by the desk and on the desk? She found a locked case in the desk but was unable to open it. Wait? She had seen one of those cases in Vienne’s stuff before she left to the crash site?

So Frédérique pried at the case and managed to pop it open. Inside was a perfume bottle, a strap on dildo, and a gun. “What a weird combination? A dildo, perfume and a gun? The dildo has cum on it?……….” Frédérique said as she heard someone coming. “Fuck!” Frédérique said as she closed the case and the desk drawer and hid in the closet.

Then she heard the door open and she heard Françoise and Émilie talking. “See I left my case in my desk, we will get yours from the Mistress” Françoise said as she hesitated, noting the case was not locked. But then the two went out and the door locked. Frédérique waited for a few minutes then came out, her heartbeat pounding. “Mistress? Vienne said that word once by accident……..” Frédérique said as left the office and tried to track down Vienne.

She knew Anna knew where Vienne went exactly so she drove by her apartment. As Frédérique went to knock on her door she heard loud moaning so she didn’t knock. Instead she tried to listen and ease drop. The door was thin in this old building and she put her ear to the door. She heard Françoise and Émilie talking. (Fuck! They are in the apartment with Anna?) Frédérique thought as she listened to the sounds of sex and moaning and the two talking.

She heard Françoise telling Émilie, “Yes Émilie, you see killing your husband was just the beginning. We will convert hundreds for the Mistress…..Within another five minutes I will move the dildo to her mouth and then she will suck for ten minutes or so before I move to kissing her. Then after the thirty minutes are over she will be a Slave like us……”

(Oh my! Slave?) Frédérique thought as bumped the door in her shock. She dove for the nearby stairwell as Émilie opened the door.

She heard Françoise ask Émilie, “Is someone there?”

“No………..it doesn’t look like it” Émilie said.

“Lock the door, her boyfriend may come over” Françoise said as she closed and locked the door.

(Oh fuck……..oh fuck……..oh fuck……….A Slave? Françoise and Émilie? Slave like us? They are Slaves????!!!! ) Frédérique thought as ran for her car and made sure she was not visible on the street from the apartment. Now she knew she must find Vienne her friend and try to help her. As she went to start her car she realized she dropped her keychain in the panic. A silver “F” on a leather fob. “Shit……….I must have dropped it up there?” Frédérique said as she pulled around the corner.

After a few minutes,

Anna left with Françoise and Émilie and they found a small keychain by the door.

“F? There was someone by the door” Françoise said.

“Yes that is Frédérique’s key chain” Anna said as they closed and locked the door.

“We may need to take care of her first?” Émilie said.

“Yes. But first we need to report to the Mistress, she is waiting for us” Françoise said.

Frédérique saw them drive off but they did not see her. She followed them at a safe distance, as they were trained to follow someone without being noticed.

They arrived at a lush mansion and Frédérique parked out of sight. She noticed the address…………..Then she remembered a report which had been rescinded, the address was one Françoise was sent to interview a woman. She didn’t know any of the other details. But now it made sense, whoever this “Mistress” was, was at this address and responsible for her friends and coworkers acting so strange. And she was responsible for much more.

The dead or missing men? Frédérique though about what they had said and realized the women must be killing them? She needed to get to Anna’s boyfriend before he had “an accident” too. Maybe he could help her free Anna and the others.

She got to Anna’s boyfriend’s apartment taking short cuts and she met with Marcel Anna’s boyfriend.

Frédérique tried to convince him he may be in danger and he should get out of there. He didn’t believe her so she told him all she knew, and after some time Anna arrived at his apartment. So she told him to hide and listen and come in if she got into trouble and she would get her to admit what was going on to her. In this way she had a backup as well. Frédérique really had no idea how much danger she herself was in. She knew they would not kill her, but they might make her like them.

Anna arrived alone, cum still on her lips from pleasuring her Mistress Mel. But Françoise and Émilie were still pleasuring the Mistress and Anna was sent to deal with her boyfriend as a sign of obedience. They would arrive soon to help her clean up “the mess.”

“Frédérique what are you doing here?” Anna said.

“I told Marcel everything Anna, so he went to the police” Frédérique said bluffing.

“Everything? You don’t know anything? Ah you WERE at my door earlier?” Anna said.

“Yes Anna and I heard everything she said as she was mindfucking you into a zombie, so you might as well tell me everything” Frédérique said.

“Oh Frédérique really? We are not zombies. We are Slaves. Slaves to Mistress Mel, Mel Dedigama, and she is our Goddess, our Mistress, our very reason to exist. And soon you will feel the same way……….” Anna said going for a small perfume bottle in her bag.

“What are you rea……….” Frédérique said as Anna sprayed the perfume in her face. Frédérique’s face went blank as she grunted and came hard, squirting in her panties and was immobilized.

Anna then said, “And lesson one Starts right now Frédérique” as she kissed her friend and coworker and put on her strap on phallus and mounted Frédérique as she placed the pair of VR goggles with earphones on Frédérique’s face as she began fucking her with the strap on. “And when Marcel comes back YOU will kill him for me as we will both serve the Mistress by then.” The room was silent except for the grunting of Frédérique and the sounds of sex.

SQUISH SQUISH SQUISH SQUISH SQUISH SQUISH SQUISH SQUISH

But as Anna fucked Frédérique, Marcel walked out with a gun, “Anna you plan to kill me? She was right? You girls are all in a sex cult or something!?”

Anna stopped and withdrew the dildo from Frédérique as she went for her purse.

Frédérique didn’t move as she was still watching and listening to the images and sounds in the VR goggles. She gyrated back desiring the dildo inside her.

Anna went for her purse as Marcel held a small gun at his girlfriend saying, “Don’t move Anna! I am calling the police! You and your girlfriends are finished! Anna no!”

As Anna went for the perfume bottle, Marcel fired and Anna dropped, still wearing the dildo.

“Oh no Anna!” as he ran forward removed the VR goggles from Frédérique who just stared blankly ahead, her head slowly clearing. Marcel handed her the gun, as is was hers anyway and he panicked and ran.

Twenty minutes later,

Frédérique’s head cleared and she was able to move. She saw Anna on the floor dead and she managed, “Poor Anna……….I feel strange?”

Just then Françoise and Émilie walked in and saw Anna, still wearing the strap on and Frédérique by her. She thought fast and remembered what she had overhead, “Poor Anna…………he shot her……….he saw us kissing and he shot her” Frédérique said.

Françoise and Émilie pulled their guns and Émilie said, “What happened here? Who shot Anna?”

“Who? Marcel her boyfriend……….she was finishing converting me and he walked in on us. He killed her then ran. He was crazy with jealousy” Frédérique said as she moved to her enslaved friends and kissed them both deeply. “I serve the Mistress now” she said.

“Welcome sister. Too bad we lost Anna……remove her phallus and we will take her case and ensure this looks like a jealous boyfriend killed her with no connections to us. Mistress will be pleased you are one of us now Frédérique” as both Françoise and Émilie traded kisses with her. The three left and Frédérique looked down at the dead Anna and she was the only one who grieved for her.

The three went to see the Mistress. Frédérique knew she had to keep up the bluff that she was converted like the other two. And Frédérique was confident they could not tell she was faking—at least not yet.