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  “Uh huh.” she said, sliding her hand up around his thick bulge. It was so warm. “Did you know I'm a virgin?”

  “I wonder—ooooh kaay.” Jared shuddered, leaning back. “I did . . . didn't tell you to say . . . no, I didn't know that.”

  Carmen giggled. “You're really fucking cute, did you know that?”

  “Oh yeah?” he leaned back into his bed and the pillows there.

  She leaned in, getting on her knees on top of the bed, crawling toward him. With a deep yawn, Jared leaned back even more, and smiled at her confidently

  “Oh yeah. Super cute. You're probably the cutest guy in the whole town, I think. I would be, like, really lucky to be able to hang out with you whenever you wanted.”

  “Is that so?”

  She nodded, leaning forward. Her lips perilously close to his.

  “I don't know how I can help myself around you. You're so cute. You're probably the cutest guy in town. Can we hang out? I would feel really lucky if we did that”

  She shook her head a bit, staring at the ground. Had she just said that?

  Her eyes found Jared again. Who cares what she said? He was so cute.

  He brought up a hand to her face, cradling it slightly. His breath on her lips. She moaned and slid forward, melting her mouth to his. Her hands stroking on his bulge even harder.

  She brought one hand forward on the bed to steady herself, and hit something hard.

  “Ow,” she said, picking up the gold crown from before. It fascinated her, for some reason. “Hey, what is this, anyway? Weren't you going to tell me?”

  He smiled. “I've shown you already.”

  “Shut up!” She said, laughing. He was such a tease. “No, you didn't.”

  “I did. Remember? I explained how it protects the wearer from the effects of the remote. I figured it out by watching the video a few times.”

  “The remote?”

  “The one that makes people believe that whatever they're told. And then when the effect has worn off, they don't remember.”

  “Wait a minute,” said Carmen, shaking her head. She stood up and looked at the screen of his television. The woman there, her face so open and . . . turned on. So full of pleasure.

  “Hold up. That woman didn't remember any of the commands she was given?”

  “Nope,” he grinned.

  “Why are you grinning like that? That's disgusting! I mean, could you imagine if you gave me some command, and . . .”

  His grin only widened. He started stroking his cock through his shorts, just like she had been. God, but she really, really wanted to get back to doing that. But this was...this was important! Things started to click together in her head

  “Oh god, Jared, is that why you're grinning?”

  He nodded, openly staring down her cleavage. On instinct, she propped her body forward a bit to give him a better view. Then she backed away, tripping over her big heels a bit. She kicked them off.

  “What the fuck, Jared? I wish I could hit you right now.”

  “But you can't.”

  “No, I can't.” She smiled at him, so happy. It was so nice to say something she believed in. “I couldn't imagine ever hurting you.”

  Wait, but, no. No, that wasn't right at all. She shook her pretty head, not catching on. How could she be so mad at him when he was so fucking cute? She just wanted to kiss him and have him hold her and say everything was all right.

  “I'm sorry, Carmen. I just wanted to see if really worked.”

  “And it does?”

  “You find me attractive, right?”

  “Uh, yeah. You're a stud. Like, every girl I know daydreams about your cock filling her up. You're probably the cutest guy in town ohmygod.”

  She couldn't stop shuddering, moving back to the door, shaking her head. Her big, blue eyes were wide open.

  He sat up on the bed, moving forward some. “What's the matter? You were enjoying yourself.”

  “Jared, that's not the problem though. I really believe that about you.” She put her hands to her head. “You are super cute. I want to make out with you right now, even though I know already that you've done this to me! You could make me do more, and I would want even more! It's wrong!”

  It was hard to process, but he was putting the crown on again. She knew that meant . . . that meant something was going to happen. Why was her pussy getting so fucking wet?

  “Say,” he unzipped his pants, “making you want more. Now, that gives me an idea . . .”

  “N-no! Don't, Jared! Please!”

  He brought the clicker up again. In a flurry of motion, she knocked it out of his hands, and ran out the door.

  Oh god, he was going to show her his cock. It was probably beautiful. How was she running away from his wonderful, super hot cock? She slowed when she got down to the bottom of the stairs. Was this going to be something she was going to regret this for the rest of her life?

  She heard him tumbling after her, shouting her name. She whimpered. He was so cute. No one that cute could all bad, could they?

  No! Mind control, Carmen! Get it together! He gave you those thoughts! They're not real!

  She ran out of the house, across the street to her own. She saw her stepmother's car in the driveway. Good. The two of them could fight together. And then she could tell her all about this incredibly cute boy that she just had this immense crush—no!

  No.

  She flew inside the door.

  “Hey, cool lady!” Monica chirped. “Where are you—wow, what's the rush?”

  Her stepmother was a svelte, hot young woman. She kept in perfect shape from swimming one hundred laps every day in their expansive backyard's Olympic sized swimming pool. In the past, they had both seen Jared watching her from his bedroom window.

  Today, Monica wore a slim crimson sundress, with dark leather heels. Her long dark blond hair was perfectly coiffed to one side.

  “Don't answer the door!” shouted Carmen.

  The beautiful teen rushed upstairs rushed into her room, her little translucent cover falling away. She only had her bikini on now.

  She panicked for a moment. What could she do? How was she going to avoid his super wonderful cock forever when he was such a fucking cute hot guy that she wanted to lose her virginity to?

  Maybe it wore off? That was her only hope. She cranked up the stereo so she couldn't hear him, and then sat down in the corner of her room, hands pressed up against her ears. As she closed her eyes, all she could think about was her big fucking crush on Jared. God, would he still go out with her when this was all over? That would be super nice of him.

  Suddenly, her stereo turned all the way down. Hands were on her wrists. She didn't know what to do! She refused to open her eyes, squirming, backing away.

  “It's okay, Carmen. It's all right.”

  It was Monica. Oh, thank goodness. She opened her eyes.

  “It's all right, dear.” Her stepmother's smile was pure comfort. “It's really all right.”

  Carmen breathed a sigh of relief. “Oh, Mom! Is he gone? I was so worried. I felt sure his stupid device could work through doors, and . . .”

  She started looking at Monica—really looking. The older woman was staring at her with a fixed, almost euphoric smile. Her eyes sort of blank. The grip on Carmen's hands only got tighter and tighter.

  “He found a window, actually. But it's all for the best. Obedience is pleasure, Carmen,” she sighed happily. “And I've found the perfect boy for you to obey.”

  Carmen heard Jared's footsteps. She knew there was no running, no fighting, now. She stared up at him, the crown on his head. She moaned a bit, biting her lower lip.

  At least he was cute.

  * * * * *

  Carmen was happily giving Jared a handjob, staring adoringly in his face as he watched TV. He was naked. Carmen was seriously happy about that, staring at his body however much she wanted. There was some recording of models walking down runways. He said it was giving him inspiration for his new
career.

  So much of what he said went straight over her pretty little head. That was okay, though. He was so handsome and smart. He was the most handsome man she had ever seen. For a moment, he just stroked her hair.

  She had amazing hair, she knew. It was thick and told the whole world how badly she needed Jared to fuck her at every second. It matched her perfectly hot fuck-me-while-I'm-making-you-dinner body. At every moment of his delectable handjob, she made sure to tilt her back perfectly, so he could see straight down her cleavage in her tiny bikini.

  He looked her in the eyes. Carmen swooned helplessly. She couldn't even describe what made him so handsome. He just was. It was the same way the sky was blue, or up was up and down was down.

  “I've changed you, Carmen. I made you this turned on to me.”

  “Oh fuck,” she cooed, stroking him harder. “Really? That's super cool.”

  His cock twitched in her hands. Little spurts of precum ran down it. It just made her strokes even slicker.

  “I made you enjoy the fact that I've changed you, too.”

  She felt her pussy tighten up. “Oh wow. You really did. Gosh, Jared you're the best boyfriend ever.”

  “I really am,” he smiled. “You don't pass five minutes without an orgasm, did you know that? It turns out I can even make your body believe things outside of your control.”

  As if on cue, an orgasm spiraled through her body. Hot torrents of pleasure shot up and down her pussy, her torso, her hot erect nipples, creeping up her face. She stroked him ever harder. Fuck, but she needed him to cum.

  She moaned appreciatively. “Do you think . . . wow, do you think you could change me even more?”

  His smile widened. Her heart skipped several beats.

  “What did you have in mind?”

  “What if I loved you even more? What if . . . what if I came just from touching you?”

  He pulled out his thick clicker again, putting his crown on with the other hand. “Let's find out.”

  “Masterrr,” came Monica's voice. “What do you think?”

  She walked in the room carrying trays of small sandwiches, decked out in peach-colored lingerie. Stockings and frilly garters decorated her legs. A tiny lace bra somehow held up the delectable mass of her gorgeous tits. Small silk gloves with diamond bracelets adorned her hands.

  “Is it hot enough for you, Master?”

  Carmen felt Master's cock twitch even harder.

  “Fuck,” he said.

  He snapped his fingers. “Mouth. On me. Now.”

  As if she were nothing, he pushed Carmen aside. Her stepmother gingerly set down the sandwich tray and eagerly took Carmen's place, sucking down Master's rod like she was starving. Every solitary inch of him seemed to drive Monica into new heights of pleasure, her thick luscious lips shiny with precum almost immediately.

  Carmen slid back up on to the couch, pouting. Master was j-just about to ch-change her! This was so unfair. And, watching him fuck Monica was . . . weird.

  “B-but Masterrr . . . you can't dooo that. That's my step mommy . . . this is . . . this is . . .”

  He frowned at her and pressed his button.

  When Carmen came back online, she saw her sisterslave Monica sucking off the man of her dreams. That was hot. That was really, really hot.

  Jared was better than a boyfriend. He was Master. That was so great. He deserved lots of women serving him. As many as he could possibly dream up.

  “Fuck, she's sucking you so well, Master,” Carmen cooed. “You really deserve that. You deserve her hot mouth on you like that.”

  “Mmmphmmm!” Monica moaned out.

  “I hope you cum in her mouth, Master,” Carmen moaned.

  She put her hand down on Monica's head, stroking the hair there. Pushing her down on Master's cock just a little harder. She layered kisses on Master's face and neck.

  Hot little mews poured out of her mouth as she looked up at her Master with big, blue eyes.

  “Cum in her mouth, Please? Please do it. I need to see you cum so bad. Oh please, Master.”

  He convulsed hard, wrapping his legs around Monica's waist, pulling her tighter into the couch.

  “Fuck,” he whispered. “Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.”

  “Thank you, Master,” Carmen whispered fervently. “Thank you.”

  It was so wonderful, seeing him cum. A holy experience. She would speak of it to everyone she knew. It would be the first thing out of her mouth in every conversation she had for the rest of her life.

  For several moments, he continued to shudder and Monica continued to slurp him down, moaning enthusiastically. Finally, his momentum seemed to taper off, and Monica started cleaning him. Licking his shaft up and down like an obedient sexkitten. Carmen was envious.

  “Shall I make you hard again, Master?” Monica asked between licks. “I'm sure I can do it. And I know Carmen wants you to take her hot virgin cunt. It belongs to you, after all. That slumber party with all her friends,” she giggled, “well, all her hot friends, anyway, isn't due to start for another two hours. That's plenty of time for you to totally dominate my stepdaughter's pussy, isn't it?”

  Carmen moaned into her Master's neck. Oh please, please, please. She could only whimper out her need, desperately wanting him to make it so.

  Already, he was twitching, his re-hardening cock slapping against Monica's cheek. Her skin there all smeared with his perfect cum.

  “Take off that swimsuit,” he said to Carmen.

  She whimpered affirmatively, so excited. He was going to take her. He was going to be her first, her only man ever! This was so wonderful. She ripped off the suit, unveiling the entirety of her perfect eighteen year-old tits, made only for him.

  Monica's face beamed as she licked and kissed her Master's cock, lit up with equal parts hope and pride.

  Carmen displayed herself on the couch before him, spreading her thighs wide, but holding her shins. All bunched up like that, he could see just how perfect her abs were, how trim she kept her blond pussy.

  It did not take long at all for Master to get hard at the sight of her like that, especially with Monica adoring his cock.

  He crawled forward, shoving his bare member inside her easily. His cock was already well-lubricated, and Carmen had been wet since the moment she had first met her beautiful, perfect Master. There was one sharp moment of cleansing, hot pain, and then only building pleasure from then on.

  His cock was enormous inside of her pussy. She had never felt anything so big and filling. She felt so womanly, so fertile and feminine.

  “Fuck her, Master,” Monica cooed in his ear. “Fuck my stepdaughter, please! Fill her full of your hot cum. She needs it.”

  Carmen nodded as he drilled inside of her, his thick shaft pushing aside her tight folds like they were nothing.

  “I need it, Master!”

  Huffing as he fucked Carmen, he grabbed her tits for leverage to enter even deeper.

  “Cum in her, cum in her, cum in her please!” Monica's eyes were growing maniacal with her pleas.

  “Cum in me, cum in me, cum in me please!”

  The two traded off chants like this for their Master, needing him to hear their endless devotion. There were several perfect instances when he just stared into Carmen's eyes, grunting out his sweet passion for her.

  His vigorous pumping increased, and Carmen knew instinctively he was getting close. His face contorting wonderfully with unstoppable bliss. Her own orgasm approached with his. She knew totally that when he came, she had to cum, too. That was wired in her now.

  He came at last, and Carmen knew completion, screaming out her own hot orgasm with him. His thick, hot ropes of cum filled her body like nothing else had. Euphoria washed through her body. She felt warm and glowing, her body vibrating with this warm liquid purpose that now possessed her. Carmen knew, finally, that she had found her place in this world.

  This was what she needed to be doing for the rest of her life—serving and pleasing her wonderful Master, and t
rying to get others to do the same. Her house was his house, now.

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