Chapter 105. Are you thirsty, baby (Hookups To Master And Slave)

I eventually got back to sleep but was woken up later that morning by the sensation of Kylee bobbing her mouth on my cock.

While I should have been used to the sensation of her mouth on my cock as I woke up, as it turned into a bit of a routine, I was startled by it and jumped a bit. Kylee looked up with me, gripped my cock in her hand, and began to stroke my hardened cock slowly as she looked up at me.

"Good morning, baby. Lean back and let me take care of you," she said in a whispering-seductive tone.

Just as soon as she lifted her head, she sank her mouth back down onto my cock. I sighed, unable to resist the sensation of this bombshell sucking me off to start the day. I caressed her hair and put it into a ponytail in my hand as I guided her head up and down my shaft.

I felt a dominant streak burning in my chest. While Kylee was giving me head, part of me wanted to use that submissive side of her to get me off. My head, however, was getting in the way. The dream from last night still played over and over in my head. I gripped Kylee's hair a little tighter as I balled my hand into a fist, angered at myself in the dream and frustrated with this internal conflict I was going through.

Kylee bobbed her head faster on my cock. I looked down at her, and she stared deeply back at me. Her green eyes burned with desire as she did not let up on my cock.

She cupped my balls with her free hand, willing the cum into her mouth.

"Are you thirsty, baby?" I asked through grunts and moans while she continued bobbing her head.

She nodded, not lifting her mouth off of my cock. I held her head steady and began fucking her mouth. She instinctively pinched her nipples while she took my cock at my pace.

I came hard into her mouth, and she struggled to contain every drop. Cum spilled down her chin and around her lips. When she finally lifted off my cock, she stuck her tongue out, showing my cum all over it before she stuck it back in to swallow.

"The best way to start a day," she said with a smile.

"I don't mind it either," I smirked.

She got up to get dressed; I sat at the edge of the bed and pondered. My erection died down, which helped me think a little more clearly. I desperately wanted to continue being Kylee's dom and her boyfriend, but what if she was too sold on becoming a wholly brainwashed slave? I wanted her to keep her personality as much as anything.

But simultaneously, the idea of completely dominating her was so hot. I wanted to try being her dominant full-time while she was still a normal person. I decided on a plan.

'Hopefully, she likes this better,' I thought with a devilish smile on my face.

***

Kylee came out wearing an everyday blouse with some leggings. She looked ready for a fun day of exploring, which is what we had planned.

"Ready to go?" She asked. I was clothed, wearing a regular T-shirt and some jeans.

"I am, but you're not," I said. Her mouth opened in shock. "I think you need to wear an outfit today that's a bit more... revealing," I said as I stood up.

"How revealing?" She asked, with a smile growing on her face.

"Let me decide," I replied sharply. "In fact, I don't think you get to decide anything today."

She bit her lip. I could tell she was going crazy inside and was doing her best to keep it cool on the exterior.

"Is there a clothing store nearby? If so, I'll head there and pick out your new outfit for the day," I said.

She pointed towards one down the street from the suite's window. I smiled and patted her on the ass. "Good girl." She breathed deeply, with a naughty smile growing on her face as she exhaled.

As I made my way out of the suite, I instructed her to remove her clothing. She nearly ripped her blouse off her body as she undressed while I left the suite.

'This is going to be so good,' I thought as I approached the elevator.

***

I knew what I was looking for, and it wasn't hard to find. I returned to the hotel within an hour and made my way to the suite once again, this time with a bag from the store. I got a few strange looks from people in the lobby, but I didn't care. I wouldn't be the one wearing the clothes from this store.

I opened the door, and Kylee was on the bed, naked, smiling, and sitting neatly on the edge of the bed.

I gave her the bag.

"You're only allowed to wear what's in the bag, plus shoes. Understood?"

She nodded excitedly as she ran to the bathroom to change.

I sat and waited patiently for her. I heard her exclaim, "OH MY GOD," once or twice, which I thought was a good sign.

She exited the bathroom and smiled at me, wearing her pink crop top and matching pink booty shorts that only covered about 3/4 of her ass cheeks. No bra, no panties. Her tits shook as she walked, no matter how quiet her steps were.

'Perfect,' I thought.

"Do you like it?" I asked.

"I... I feel very exposed," she said with a laugh.

"That's not what I asked," I reminded her. I stood up, directed her toward a full-length mirror, and stood behind her. "Answer the question. Do you like it?"

She breathed heavily as she naturally grinded her ass into my crotch. "I love it," she breathed.

"What do you look like right now?" I asked, brushing her hair with my fingers.

"I look like a Bimbo," she said, gripping her own tits in her hands.

"For the rest of today, that's your name. If someone calls you Kylee, you don't respond, and you only respond when I call you Bimbo. Understood?"

"Yessss..." Kylee, or Bimbo, said.

"What's your name?" I asked.

"Bimboooo," she replied, grinding her ass into my cock.

"You're going to call me Daddy, even when we're in public, understood?"

"Yes, Daddyyy..." I could have fucked her there. She was insatiable, standing there in front of me, grinding me in front of the mirror.

Completely under my control, without the SlaVR.

"I think we're ready to go now, Bimbo," I whispered into her ear as she stopped grinding on me.

"Yes, Daddy," she said, with a bit of disappointment, but I chalked it up to not fucking her in that outfit right away at the time.

***

I took Kylee to a mall nearby, but we walked instead of taking a cab.

I held her hand while we walked through downtown and watched as everyone gawked at her. I looked over at Kylee, who was looking around nervously.

"How could she wear something like that?" Some old lady said behind us, loud enough for both Kylee and me to hear.

I know it was sickening of me, but I wanted Kylee to feel this. She usually always dressed conservatively during the week, but if she really wanted to be my Slave, I figured this was how she would look in public most of the time.

We walked to the mall's front door, and I opened the door for her. She smiled.

"Thank you, Daddy," she murmured. I smacked her ass as everyone continued staring at her from outside of the mall. I heard Kylee gasp and turned to her to see her cheeks burning red.

"Do you have a problem, Bimbo?" I asked.

"No, Daddy. I'm happy we're here," she said with a nervous smile.

We walked through the mall and checked out some stores. Kylee and I walked by a lingerie store, and she looked at me.

"Would you like me to go in and get something to wear for you, Daddy?" She asked, batting her eyelashes.

"When we return to the hotel, you won't need any clothes," I replied. Kylee grew a naughty smile on her face.

"That sounds exciting, Daddy," she said.

We walked a little longer in the mall. I felt a chill in the air from the air conditioning and smiled.

I looked at Kylee's tits. Her nipples were showing through her crop top. Kylee was trying to hide it, but I wagged my finger.

"No, no, Bimbo. We don't do that," I said. Kylee blushed.

"Sorry, Daddy," Kylee whined. "My nipples are just cold from the building."

The people staring at her didn't stop. In fact, with her nipples showing through her crop top, it got worse.

Or better, if you ask me. Her embarrassment was through the roof. As we sat down, she shook nervously.

"Daddy, I'm scared," she whispered.

"What's scaring you?" I asked.

"What if... someone sees me?" She rubbed her arms.

"You should only be concerned about one man's eyes, Bimbo," I answered. "You are my slut, aren't you?"

"Of course, Daddy. I'm sorry," Kylee said.

"This is good practice for when you're my slave, isn't it?" I asked.

"Um, Daddy, I never thought about it that way..." she trailed off. "Are you... testing me?"

"Maybe I am," I replied, putting an arm around her and smiled. "How do you think you're doing?"

A smile grew on her face. "Oh, Daddy, my silly Bimbo brain would have no idea. I need you to think for me," she said as she bit her lip.

"Exactly," I said, pulling her close. "Tell me what you're thinking right now."

Kylee looked at me with her green eyes burning in lust. "I only think about pleasing you, Daddy," she squirmed while she sat.

"Would you like to keep going?" I asked.

"Yes, Daddy, show me off," she said with a smile.

****

Kylee still burned in embarrassment but was much more enthusiastic as we walked through the city's downtown. She put on a real show for everyone walking around downtown, but as I walked beside her, I noticed both men and women staring at her in admiration. Some prudes were still pissed off with her showing herself off, but she blocked them out of her vision. She was in her own little world.

By the mid-afternoon, we were heading out for a boat tour. She stood near the front of the boat, and I stood behind her, holding onto the railing with one hand and holding her waist with the other.

"Today's been perfect, Daddy," she smiled. "Thank you."

"You've really adapted to being a Bimbo, haven't you?" I asked.

She looked up at me. "Oh God, yes, Daddy. I could be your Bimbo forever."

"Oh, but sweetie, you've been a Bimbo for a while, haven't you?" I brushed her hair out of her face as the wind blew.

"Mmm, yes, Daddy. If you leave me like this, it may become permanent," she teased, wiggling her ass teasingly.

I shrugged my shoulders and thought about the idea of Kylee being a Bimbo, and she would still be her usual self and seemed to enjoy it.

As we toured around the waterfront on the boat, we had a romantic supper inside waiting for us. I could tell Kylee felt she was underdressed for the occasion, but she sat and ate anyway. She caught me staring at her cleavage several times and used her arms to press her tits together for an extra show. I also felt her foot teasing my cock underneath the table.

Like that, the boat tour ended, and we returned to the hotel. As we loaded into the elevator, we were the only ones on the way up.

"Take your top off," I ordered. Kylee looked at me, shocked, then smiled. She removed her top and handed it to me as I asked for it, and I also made her hold her hands together behind her back.

Fortunately for her, no one joined us on the elevator ride. We stopped at the top level and exited the elevator, with Kylee still walking with her hand behind her back.

I grabbed the card out of my pocket and opened the door. I let her in, smacking her ass again as she entered the room.

"Did you like parading your slut around, Daddy?" She asked with a smile on her face while I closed the door.

It was at that moment I finally realized my plan backfired. She didn't seem upset at all by the fact I paraded her around in the sluttiest outfit I could find, but in fact, it made her even more turned on. She didn't care that people stared at her, insulted her, and even gossiped with their friends about her. Kylee was living her true fantasy; having a Master determine everything in her life. I should have been more upset than I was, but in reality, I loved it.

I grabbed her by the neck from behind and pulled her into me, causing her to gasp. "It was pretty nice watching you act like a whore in public, not going to lie," I whispered into her ear. She trembled as she wiggled her ass into my crotch.

"Mmm, I am a whore, Daddy. I'm your whore," she said with a naughty smile. "I'll do anything you tell me to."

An equally naughty smile formed on my face. "I have the perfect idea."

***

We were sitting in the lounging area of Kylee's suite. Well, I shouldn't say WE were seated. Kylee was kneeling at my feet, completely naked, while sucking my cock. And here I was on my phone, live streaming it to the harem of girls at home, who sat in the theatre room, who were rubbing and toying with themselves, watching Kylee suck me off.

Kylee popped my cock out of her mouth. "Does that feel good, Daddy?" She asked, looking right into the camera.

"Yes, it does," I said. "But I didn't tell my Bimbo to stop, did I?"

A playful pout formed on Kylee's face. "No, Daddy, I'm sorry."

"I'll have to punish you now, won't I?" I asked her. She was pinching her nipples hard while I asked.

"Yes, Daddy, I deserve it," she said with a naughty grin. She crawled onto the couch while I positioned the phone on the coffee table to make it so the harem could watch. Kylee rested her body on my lap, sticking her ass in the air, and I began spanking her.

Each spank led to a soft moan from Kylee. She obediently kept her hands together behind her back while I spanked her.

"Thank you for punishing me, Daddy," Kylee muttered. "I've been a bad girl."

"Have you learned your lesson?" I asked teasingly while smacking her ass hard.

After an audible gasp, she whimpered, "Yes, Daddy."

She got up, and I instructed her to straddle me on the lounging couch, giving the harem a great view of Kylee's back and now-burning ass cheeks. Her face had a monotone, turned-on look to it. She had been teased and humiliated all day, and the only thing on her mind was my cock inside her.

Kylee guided my cock into her pussy as she pushed herself onto me. A long moan escaped her mouth as I slid inside of her. She was already wet like a fountain.

As she began riding my cock, I placed her nipple from her left breast into my mouth and sucked hard. That drove her crazy as she increased her pace, and I massaged her right breast with my left hand.

"Fuck Daddy," she muttered while she rode me. "I'm all yours. I'm going to cum so fucking much..." She let out a long moan as I felt her cum squirting onto my cock. She came so hard that she slowed down.

"Why did you slow down, you Bimbo?" I asked while smacking her ass. She looked back at me almost mindlessly.

"I'm sorry, Daddy, you made me cum so much, my head went fuzzy..." she responded. "I'll try not to do that --- OHMYFUCKINGGOD."

I grabbed her hips and began fucking her from underneath before she could finish. I was pumping my cock into her pussy hard, all the while sucking on her tits.

"Mmm DADDYYYY..." she moaned out as she came. Kylee leaned into me as I fucked her, as I didn't stop fucking her while she came.

Orgasms hit her in waves. She had trouble making words and dirty talk, as her moans would interrupt any word she tried to say.

Then I slowed down, and she panted heavily.

"Mmm, Daddy... please keep going," she begged quietly. "I need to cum again so bad."

"Who needs to cum so bad?" I asked.

"Your Bimbo, Daddy," she pleaded. "Your Bimbo needs to cum again. Please, I'll do anything..."

"Is your mind empty?" I asked, teasing her with my cock slowly.

"Mmmm, yes, Daddy. I'm so mindless for you," she growled, completely turned on. "My silly brain can only think about your cock, Daddy."

I increased my pace slowly. She looked down at me and pleaded.

"Please, Daddy, you own me; please fuck me senseless. I need it so bad," she begged.

I started to fuck her faster and faster. Her eyes grew wide with excitement as I increased my pace.

"Thank... you... DADDY," she moaned out as I resumed fucking her hard from underneath her. I felt her cum moments later and then again. She was moaning non-stop at this point.

But soon, it was my turn.

"Kneel," I ordered. She quickly got off of my cock and knelt on the floor. I stood up and stroked my cock, giving the harem a great view of Kylee kneeling with her tongue out and holding her tits up.

"Cover me, Daddy," Kylee said with a naughty smile.

Cum exploded out of my cock and onto Kylee's face. She moaned and took all of my cum on her face and let it drip onto her tits.

"Don't swallow," I ordered. "Take the camera, and tell our harem what we did today with the cum all over you."

Kylee quickly grabbed the phone, turning it to herself while still kneeling.

"Daddy bought me a cute outfit and told me to wear it. We then walked all over downtown, and it turned me on as people stared at me. Daddy took complete control of me all day, and it was so fucking hot," Kylee rubbed her clit with her free hand. "This was the best day ever."

She smiled up at me, cum still all over her face. I grabbed the phone and disconnected the call as she began directing all of my seed into her mouth.

"I hope that eased your worries," Kylee said as she finished swallowing my cum.

Internally, alarm bells were going off in my head. "What do you mean?"

"I saw your search history when you went to buy that crop top and those shorts. Have some worries we're not talking about, don't we?"

Oh fuck...

***

Kylee and I had never fought before.

She was now fully dressed, staring at me with her arms crossed while I sat on the lounging couch with just my pants on. It was pretty clear she was upset.

"I hope you're going to explain yourself," Kylee said sternly. "At the very least, I think I deserve an explanation."

"If I told you the truth, you either wouldn't believe me, or you'd think I'm crazy..." I said as she huffed impatiently.

"Right now, I'm banking on thinking you're crazy because I sure as fuck don't believe you don't want me to be your slave!" Kylee shouted.

"I don't want the slave; I just want you," I said. "I'm sorry. I love you the way you are, and losing your personality scares the shit out of me. I was partly hoping it would scare you too, but I guess it didn't."

She rolled her eyes. I definitely thought this was going to end poorly for me. So I had to say more; it would shovel more dirt on my grave or calm her down, and I had no idea what would happen.

"I had a dream last night; it was our wedding day. You called me Master, and the minister was calling you Slave, and it just freaked me out. It didn't help that I saw some pretty rank horror stories about the SlaVR and what it does to you. I just... I'm sorry, Kylee. Some of that shit sounds awful, and I couldn't do it to you."

I was looking at the ground for most of that speech, so I didn't notice Kylee softening her gaze toward me.

"You could have just told me that, you fucking idiot," she said through tears rolling down her cheeks.

"I uh... hope you forgive me. I didn't mean to frighten you," I stammered.

Kylee sat far from me on the lounging couch, wiping away her tears. "At this point, I don't care about being brainwashed. I just want to be your submissive, and if that means you don't make me a complete slave when we get home, I don't care. You are the only man I feel has truly loved me, ever. And I love you. I'm game for whatever you want, but you must be honest with me."

"You've had a change of heart," I said, folding my arms and leaning back. "Were you planning on telling me that?"

Well, when you put it that way..." she trailed off and smirked. "I was going to tell you when we got home. The girls back home still want it as bad as ever, and I gotta tell you, Ry, part of me really likes being a Mistress to those girls, too."

"Well, this is all new information," I said with a hint of sarcastic surprise. I watched as Kylee smiled and playfully rolled her eyes. "How about we plan for when we get home? You can have a playdate with our slaves? Or we can kick them out and have the house to ourselves."

Kylee shook her head. "No, let's play it by ear. But from now on, we need to be honest with each other. If I'm doing something you don't like, please tell me. I'll tell you if you're doing something I don't like. Deal?"

I grabbed Kylee's outstretched pinky with my own and kissed her. "Deal."

"Now, what do you want to do with me now?" She playfully asked.

"I think we could just relax for the rest of the night," I said, brushing her hair back. "It's just us for two nights."

"Maybe there's a hockey game on," Kylee said.

"Even better, I'm pretty sure there's basketball on tonight downtown. I bet we could get tickets," I suggested.

Kylee shrugged. "I've never been to a game. Are they fun?"

"I've been to a couple. They can be," I said. "Haven't been to one in years."

"Well shit, let's go," she said. "I have a cute outfit for it." She flashed a big grin and ran to get changed.

***

Kylee wore a business suit that she would have worn at her business meeting today but with a low-cut shirt underneath. I had trouble not staring at her cleavage as she rolled her eyes with a smile.

"You're lucky I'm the submissive," she smirked.

"Sorry, what was that?" I asked jokingly. Kylee let out a loud laugh before I grabbed her arm and led her out of the suite.

The stadium was close to the hotel, so we decided to walk. We held hands, looking at each other periodically and smiling.

I genuinely felt like her boyfriend at that moment. It was the first time in a while, and it was fantastic. I had nothing on my mind, and life was good.

Tickets were a little pricey, but we got seats in the lower bowl. Kylee and I found our seats relatively easy while warmups were going on. It was two teams I had only seen on TV, and the arena was starting to get pretty packed for a Wednesday night game.

I did, however, notice some guys looking over at Kylee. They had a hard time keeping her eyes off her, and she was looking towards the far side of the arena.

"Believe me, I see them. I know they're looking at me," she said.

"At least it's not like earlier, right?" I joked.

She swatted my arm. "That was incredibly hot, but this is more comfortable," she said while not looking away. "I've learned that if you avoid eye contact and ignore them, they look away sooner."

"Oh, but pretty girl, don't you want that attention?" I asked while putting my arm around her.

She looked at me and gave me a questioning smile.

"I mean, I can't blame them for staring," I continued, glancing down at her breasts. "Hell, I have a hard time keeping my eyes off you myself."

She kissed me deeply as we sat in our seats. When she pulled back from the kiss, she whispered. "The only eyes I want on me are yours, baby. I'm all yours."

"Well, they looked away when you kissed me. At least, I think..." I replied. She giggled.

We sat, watched the game, and found ourselves rooting for the home team in the first half. It was a back-and-forth game, and by halftime, the hometown team led by five.

At halftime, we both got a text from an unknown number, and Kylee checked her phone first.

"Oh, I know who this is..." she said with a smile.

"Who is it?" I asked.

"It's Linn. She sent us a GIF," Kylee said. "It's to hypnotize me, I think."

"Well, do you want to remember the rest of the game?" I asked.

She laughed. "Well, one quick peak wouldn't hurt, would it?"

I saw her look down at her phone. The game started when she looked up again, indicating that she had been staring at her phone for quite a long time.

She looked at me and smiled. "I feel perfect, Daddy."

I put my arm back around her and smiled. "How good?" I asked.

She leaned in and whispered to me. "I'm so wet; I feel it is dripping from my pussy. I need that cock inside me soon, Daddy."

"I'm going to make you wait. We wouldn't want to miss the rest of the game, would we?" I caressed her hair, which drove her crazy.

"Wait, that's where we are?" She asked. "I had no idea."

I played with her hair some more. She squirmed in her seat, and in the middle of the third quarter, she seemed insatiable.

I leaned in and whispered. "Do you need to cum, baby?"

She let out a soft moan. "Mmm, yes, Daddy. You're driving me crazy."

"Find the washroom. And finger yourself in the stall. Do not make any noise, and film yourself while you do it," I ordered. "When you return, you will hand me your shirt and sit with your blazer covering your upper body. Understood?"

Kylee's eyes glowed at me as she looked at me in shock. "Oh fuck yes, Daddy. Anything you command."

She kissed me deeply before getting up and heading for the stairway. I watched as she basically sprinted up the stairs. I focused on the game for a moment before texting Linn.

"Thanks for the GIF. We're at the game, and she is going out of her mind."

She quickly typed a reply.

"I saw you both. I'm sitting across the way. Want me to come over after?"

I pondered for a moment before she texted me again.

"This is your choice, not hers," she texted with a wink-face emoji.

I chuckled for a moment before replying. "Sounds good. See you after the game!"

Then, I got a message from Kylee. It was a video message, so I knew I had to look around to ensure no one else was looking over my shoulder.

I opened the video, and sure enough, Kylee was shirtless, fingering herself deeply with her blazer open. Her tits were fully exposed. She was silently moaning, staring intensely into the camera.

As the video ended, Kylee returned to her seat. Her face flushed, her shirt was off, and her blazer buttoned up.

As the third quarter ended, Kylee collapsed into her seat. She reached into her jacket and handed me her shirt.

"That was so hot, Daddy; thank you for letting me do that," she moaned.

"I'll get to save that video for later," I joked. Kylee flashed a big smile.

"Oh yes, Daddy. And I'm going to do more than that for you tonight," she said excitedly.

"We're going to have a guest. You're going to make sure she's entertained. Understood?" I asked.

Her eyes widened. "Mmm fuck yes, Daddy. I'll do anything."

"Watch the game for now, baby," I ordered her.

She obediently sat and watched the game. I texted Linn one more time.

"What state is she in now?"

She replied quickly. "She's submissive. You have options. Make her watch it again to make her a slave, or keep her waiting, and she'll become a bimbo for you."

I smiled and sent her the video of Kylee from earlier. Linn replied quickly.

"Oh my..." she texted.

"I'll make her a slave, but you should bring a collar for her. And you, if you're into that." I texted her.

She responded quickly. "Oh, HELL, yes. I can't wait!"

I put my phone away and grabbed the inside of Kylee's leg. She gasped quietly and looked at me.

"Is it time to go already?" She asked.

"Not yet, dear," I replied. "However, I think there's something on your phone you should watch to kill time."

Kylee pulled out her phone. "I don't know what you... mean... Daddy..." Kylee trailed off as she stared once again at the GIF.

I watched the rest of the game while Kylee mindlessly stared at her phone screen. The game was starting to widen out, and the home team was taking over. The crowd noise, the loud music, and the whistles couldn't deter Kylee, and she was focused solely on the screen.

In the final few minutes, I reached over to turn Kylee's phone screen off. Kylee looked over at me and gave me a naughty smile.

"Your slave waits for you, Master," she whispered.

"I think we can miss the rest of the game," I told her as I grabbed her hand and pulled her towards the stairway. We were nearly running out of the stadium as the final buzzer sounded.

We approached the hotel but had to stop for a crosswalk. Kylee panted but smiled up at me before we continued at a more normal pace. I kissed her deeply before the crosswalk changed signals to allow us to walk across safely. We made it to the front of the hotel, and I opened the door for her, smacking her ass as she walked by me. She looked up at me, smiling. "Thank you, Master," she mouthed.

As we entered the elevator, I opened the button on her suit jacket, exposing her tits slightly more. We were the only ones in the elevator again, so I didn't have to ask her to remove it completely.

"Is this want you wanted, Master?" She asked while batting her eyelashes.

"Perfect, Slave," I replied. "Do you know what you're going to wear later?"

"Of course, Master," Kylee said with a smile. "Linn sent me instructions. We're going to match for you, Master."

"Fuck that's hot," I remarked.

The elevator stopped at our floor. Kylee stepped out of the elevator, and after I got out, I stopped her.

"Crawl for me," I ordered.

Kylee handed me her suit jacket and dropped to her knees in the hotel hallway. She crawled behind me as I strolled towards the suite. Her tits swayed back and forth as she crawled slowly and seductively.

I slid the card through the slot and opened the door. Kylee continued to crawl behind me into the room and smiled up at me as she kneeled at my feet while I pushed the door closed.

"I love being beneath you, Master," Kylee said with a huge smile. "My mind, body, and soul are all yours. I'm so desperate for that cock to be inside of me. Please, Master. Take me. I'm your fuck doll."

"You're making it hard to wait for Linn," I smirked.

She placed her hands behind her back and shook her tits teasingly. "I don't want to wait, Master. I want to scream for you while you fuck all my holes."

She unbuttoned her dress pants and slid them off. As she was standing up to slide her pants completely off, there was a knock at the door.

"Get the door, Slave," I ordered. "I have a feeling you'll know who it is."

Kylee walked over to the door, smiling at me the whole time, as she opened the door.

"My, what a surprise this is," Linn's voice said from the other side of the door.

"Come on in, Linn. I don't think we can wait much longer," I said.

Linn walked past Kylee and smiled warmly at me. She wore a low-cut top that exposed a significant portion of her cleavage. She had a large leather bag in her hand.

"We'll be right back," Linn said.

Linn led Kylee to the bathroom and closed the door. I started getting undressed. Picturing Linn and Kylee together ensured I didn't take long to get hard, either.

I heard the bathroom door click and turned and looked.

"Oh my..." I gasped.

Kylee and Linn wore matching black bras, thongs, matching high heels, and black collars around their neck. They both smiled at me innocently.

"I'm ready for any command you give me, Master," Kylee beamed.

I looked over at Linn. "I believe you may have some programming to catch up on, no?"

Linn's eyes widened. "I've never done that for a client, but I trust you," she said.

I handed her my phone with the GIF already preloaded on it. "Sit on the chair," I ordered.

Linn mindlessly obeyed without lifting her eyes from the screen. I then turned to Kylee.

"I expect that mouth on my cock in short order," I said as she got down on her knees. She crawled up to me slowly and licked my cock.

"Of course, Master. I'm here to pleasure you," she said as her eyes glowed.

Kylee's mouth opened wide, and her head began bobbing on my cock. She looked up at me without breaking eye contact as she sucked me off. I let out a soft moan as she increased her pace, stroking my cock with one hand while she sucked.

Linn let out an audible gasp as she looked up from the phone. I guess Kylee sucking my cock was able to break her focus from the GIF.

"I'm ready to serve you, Master," she said with a smile.

"Come here, sl-... slut," I stuttered. I wasn't initially sure if it was alright if I called her that, but she seemed to respond well to it as she stood up and walked over to me slowly while smiling.

I caressed her hair and kissed her deeply. Linn moaned softly into the kiss, while Kylee moaned while sucking my cock. I reached around Linn's petite body to grab one of her large tits that sat comfortably in her lingerie. I pulled away from the kiss, and she smiled up at me.

"Who's my slut?" I asked, looking directly at Linn.

"I-I am, Master," Linn stammered as her expression brightened.

"What's your name?" I asked, squeezing her breast softly and pulling her close to me.

"I... I don't know, Master. What would you like my name to be?" She asked as her face glowed up at me.

"The name 'Slut' suits you perfectly," I said. Meanwhile, Kylee popped her mouth off of my cock. I looked down at her. "Do you know your name?" I asked.

"I... I think it's Slave," Kylee paused. "Is that right, Master?"

"Yes, it is," I replied with a smile. "Trade places with Slut."

Kylee stood up, and Linn knelt on the floor. Linn put her warm mouth on my cock while looking up at me, while Kylee pressed herself against me and kissed me. I kissed her neck as I wrapped my arm around her and squeezed her breast. Kylee let out a soft moan.

"Oh, Master..." She said as she closed her eyes and sighed in pleasure.

"Who's a good girl?" I whispered to her.

"Mmm, I'm a good girl, Master," she moaned out.

"You're going to let me do whatever I want to you, aren't you?"

"Fuuucckkk Master, of course. Use me. I'm your whore," Kylee wiggled her ass into my hip in an effort to tease me.

Linn popped my cock out of her mouth and smiled up at me. "Thank you, Master," she said excitedly.

"Stand up, Slut," I ordered. "And start kissing Slave."

Slut and Slave looked at each other with grins on their faces. Linn glanced at Kylee's breasts before holding her face and kissing her. I slid Kylee's thong off to the side, and while she leaned over to kiss Linn, I slid my cock into Kylee's ass. Her moans were very audible, but she did not lift from her kiss with Linn.

I fucked her ass hard, holding onto her hips as I pushed into her ass at a steady pace. I unclipped Kylee's bra.

"Slave, push Slut's face into your tits," I ordered.

Kylee lifted from the kiss and slid her bra off. Linn bent over slightly as Kylee pushed her face into her breasts. Kylee also moaned out as I continued fucking her ass.

"Oh, yes, Master. My ass is yours," Kylee moaned out.

I rocked Kylee back and forth on my cock, and she moaned out louder. The rocking back and forth caused Linn to stop sucking on Kylee's tits. She looked up at me with an excited look on her face.

I pulled my cock out of Kylee's ass. "Suck on my cock, Slut," I ordered.

Linn obediently knelt and sucked my cock, even after it had been on Kylee's ass. Kylee turned around and pulled her thong off of her.

"Take Slut's clothes off, Slave," I ordered Kylee. She smiled at me as she bent over to unclip Linn's bra. I stuck a finger into Kylee's needy pussy while she did, and it slid in effortlessly, as she was incredibly wet.

"Oh, Master, that feels so good..." She trailed off as she looked up at me. Linn adjusted herself as Kylee removed her thong for her. Both girls kept their collars and high heels on. I began fingering Kylee more quickly. Her moans got needier. "Fuck, Master; I love this --"

"I didn't tell you to speak, Slave," I told her as she stared up at me. I fingered her harder as her mouth hung open, and she moaned silently. It was at this point I decided to do something I never used to do. "You must ask permission to cum, Slave. You may only speak then."

Linn continued bobbing her head on my cock. Kylee's eyes closed, and her hands gripped her thighs tightly.

"Mmmaster, may I please cum?" Kylee asked.

"No, you may not," I said. Kylee's eyes opened as she pouted. My fingers moved faster in her pussy.

I pulled Linn's mouth off of my cock. "Suck on her tits, Slut. And Slave, keep your hands behind your back."

Linn crawled under Kylee's bent-over frame and began sucking on Kylee's nipple. As Kylee held her hands together, she looked up at me desperately. Her green eyes glowed in heat.

"Please, Master, I really need to cum," she begged. "May I please cum, Master?"

"Now you may," I responded.

Kylee's eyes went cross-eyed as she came hard on my fingers. When her orgasm subsided, she looked up at me in relief.

"Slave, lay on your back on the floor. Slut, sit on her face towards the bed," I ordered. Both women quickly obeyed. I sat on the edge of the bed in front of Linn. Linn started to ride Kylee's face while she looked up at me. "Slut, rub my cock with your tits," I continued.

Linn's mouth hung open as she straddled Kylee's mouth. Kylee obediently licked Linn's needy pussy as Linn pressed her tits together with my cock between them, rocking her tits up and down on my hard cock. Soft moans escaped Linn's mouth as I leaned back and enjoyed the show.

I looked behind Linn's mindless expression to see Kylee fingering herself wildly. Her legs kicking into the air gave her away as she readied for another powerful orgasm.

"Both of you need to ask first," I warned as Linn smiled up at me.

"I can feel it in her tongue, Master," Linn said as she rhythmically rubbed my cock with her tits. "She really needs to cum."

"Lift up for a moment, Slut," I asked her. Linn lifted herself higher while still kneeling over Kylee's head. Kylee's face was red, and she was panting excitedly.

"Master, please, may I cum? Please..." Kylee trailed off desperately. She looked up at me as her hand's pace increased.

"Slut, get back on her face. And Slave, you may," I ordered. It was still possible to hear Kylee's loud moan even after Linn got back on top of her mouth. It was insanely hot to think she was that turned on under the hypnosis.

"It's my turn, Master," Linn said sweetly. "May I cum, too, Master?"

"You may," I responded.

She did not stop her rhythm of rubbing her tits on my cock, but she closed her eyes and came into Kylee's waiting mouth. She smiled up as she finished. "Thank you, Master," she said with a sweet smile.

I leaned back and enjoyed Linn's titty-fucking, as she smiled mindlessly at me.

"Do my tits feel good on that hard cock, Master?" Linn asked as she moaned softly.

"It sure does, Slut," I respond with a smile while caressing her hair. I stuck my thumb in her mouth while she sucked on it with desperation.

I lifted her off of Kylee's mouth with my thumb still in her mouth. Kylee got onto her knees and looked up at me with pleading eyes. "I need your cum so bad, Master," Kylee said with a heavy breath.

I made her lay on the bed and removed my thumb from Linn's mouth. "Scissor each other," I ordered.

Linn straddled Linn and began rubbing Kylee's clit with her own. They looked into each others' eyes and moaned softly. Linn's pace increased, and Kylee pushed her hips up.

I began stroking my cock as my two personal pornstars fucked each others' brains out. "Make each other cum, bitches," I said with a devilish smile.

Linn continued increasing her pace as both her and Kylee's moans got louder. They both looked at me, primarily my cock, while they scissored each other.

Their heads tilted up as they slowed down. Both Kylee and Linn let out loud moans as they both came hard and panted heavily.

I straddled Kylee over the top, above her stomach. I pressed my cock between Kylee's tits, squishing them together, and began fucking her tits. Linn crawled beside me and began teasing me with kisses on my neck and ear.

"I need your cum too, Master," Linn whispered into my ear with a heavy breath. "Cum in your slave's tits, and I'll lick it clean."

Kylee rubbed my legs and gave me a naughty smile. "Yes, Master. Cum all over me. I love how that cum feels on me."

I couldn't hold it in any longer. I came all over her tits and neck. Kylee gasped and smiled with her eyes closed.

"Fuck this feels incredible," Kylee moaned.

Linn crawled beside her and began licking my cum. Kylee then began licking my cum off of her own tits. My erection subsided but was woken up again as Linn and Kylee awoke from their trance after swallowing my load.

"Are you going to fuck us or not?" Kylee asked with a naughty grin as Linn teased her neck with kisses.

***

The next morning, Linn left the room early in the morning, and Kylee had to work. I hopped onto my laptop and did some work but found myself distracted by the events from the day before. I had a dream sex life for one man all in one day: a Bimbo following me around all day, a harem waiting for me at home, and a threesome with a hypnotist that put my girlfriend and herself under a trance to become my slaves. It came as no surprise I got next to nothing done.

That said, I decided this city should be the target of the company's expansion, more or less for selfish reasons, but the more I stayed here, the more I realized this was a good place to try and expand a business. And looking at business real estate, it was going to be reasonably affordable to do.

It was mid-afternoon when I got a text from Kylee.

"On my way back, but doing shopping first..." followed by a winking emoji.

"More?" I replied.

She started a FaceTime call. I answered to see her in a women's change room. She was wearing a tight black tube top with a black pencil skirt. She bounced in the mirror a little to shake her tits.

"Do you like it?" Kylee asked while sliding her hand down the inside of her leg.

"It'll look better on the floor, won't it?" I teased while rubbing my hardened cock from the outside of my pants.

Kylee laughed and then whispered quietly. "It's our last night here. I need to make sure I look just right for you..." She pinched her nipples through the tube top with her free hand.

"Buy that outfit, then get back here," I said with a smile.

She turned the camera to face herself. She smiled before she said, "Anything for you, Master."

She hung up before I could respond.

'So, is that how it's going to be...' I thought before smiling wide.

***

Kylee walked into the suite about an hour later.

"Ryan? Where are you?" She called out.

I was hiding, naked, behind a curtain in the room. Kylee was in her outfit from the store, looking around for me. In my hands, I had her collar in my right and a set of handcuffs in my left. I had a great view in the crack of the curtain, which went all the way to the floor, hiding my feet. I was rock hard as she looked around for me.

She set her shopping bag on the ground and walked further into the room. I continued watching her as she walked around. I could see she was growing worried.

"Did he leave and not tell me?" She asked herself out loud as she made her way towards the lounging area, directly past where I hid. She walked right by me and stood in the doorway.

'Here's my chance,' I thought.

I came out of the curtain as she stood in the doorway. With a set of two quick and long steps, I made my way behind her, moving her collar to my other hand, and covered her mouth.

She screamed as I held her close to me. She realized it was me and moaned into my hand, her eyes growing wide.

"That's a good girl. Good little whore," I gritted my teeth as I pretended to manhandle her. I grabbed her hands and cuffed them in front of her, and then placed the collar around her neck. I needed the hand that was covering her mouth to fasten the collar.

"Oh, fuck, I'll be a good whore for you," she moaned out with a desperate look in her eyes.

"Yes, you will, my little slut," I said while slapping her ass. I let go of her and sat on the couch in the lounging area. I then snapped my fingers and placed my hand in an upright position on the couch beside me.

Kylee walked slowly toward me with an innocent look on her face. She then sat where my hand was, and I squeezed her ass while she sat.

"I have complete control of you," I told her as she bit her lip. She wiggled her ass as I continued. "You don't get any say. Your holes belong to me. Your mind belongs to me."

Kylee nodded. "Yes, Master. I will obey."

"If you're going to look like a fuck doll, you'll be a fuck doll," I said with a naughty smile.

Kylee blushed. "Of course, Master. I am YOUR fuck doll," she emphasized.

My smile grew as I caressed her face. I then smacked her hard across the face. She let out a small yelp but looked up at me with glowing eyes. I then grabbed the back of her hair and place her face towards my hardened cock. Kylee's knees made their way to the couch as she knelt beside me. Her tongue reached out towards my cock, but I teased her with it.

"Fuck my mouth, Master. Please..." Kylee begged.

I pushed my cock into her needy mouth. Kylee immediately started gagging as I held her head steady while I pushed my cock in and out of her mouth. I smacked her ass and let her suck at her own pace. I reached up her skirt to feel her bare pussy, which was already dripping.

"That's a good little whore... FUCK," I moaned out as Kylee deepthroated my cock. "Do you like being called whore?" Kylee bobbed her head faster.

I lifted her head off of my cock. Kylee drooled and smiled at me, her eyes glowing. "I am your whore, Master. Use me however you like."

I stood up as she stayed on her hands and knees. I walked behind her and lifted her skirt over her ass. As I knelt behind her, I pressed my cock against her asshole, and she let out a soft moan.

"My ass is yourssss Master," she moaned out while looking back at me pleadingly.

I pushed my cock into her ass, causing her to scream in pleasure. I rocked my hips back and forth into her ass slowly, but soon enough, Kylee was rocking herself in an effort to push me deeper.

Her hands were still cuffed together, so she rocked back and forth while her elbows dug into the couch. She moaned loudly as my cock went all the way into her tight ass. I smiled as I grabbed her hips and pounded her ass myself. Her moans turned into high-pitched yelps as she looked up at me in heat.

Soon enough, I pulled out of her ass and sat down in front of her, pressing her mouth back onto my cock.

"You'll suck my cock after it's been in your ass, won't you, you nasty whore?"

Kylee's expression didn't change. "Of course, Master. Let me clean myself off of your cock."

Her tongue stretched out as she bobbed her head, cleaning my cock with her mouth obediently. I pulled her tube top down to her waist, freeing her heavy tits. I pinched her nipples while she sucked my cock.

She didn't stop. No matter what I did -- smacked her ass, pinched her nipples, pulled her hair, smacked her face lightly -- she sucked my cock steadily.

"I want your pussy, whore," I exclaimed. She finally lifted her head.

"Of course, Master. My holes are for you to use," she said with a naughty smile.

I ordered her to stand up, and she obeyed. I uncuffed one of her hands only to put her hands behind her back and cuff them again. Her tube top fell to the floor, as did her skirt.

"See? I told you your clothes look better on the floor," I teased. Kylee looked down and blushed.

I quickly pinned Kylee to a wall and slid my cock inside of her pussy. It's a good thing I chose a wall that bordered the outside of the hotel because Kylee moaned loudly as I fucked her.

"You don't need any hypnosis to be a good little slave, do you?" I asked.

Kylee looked back at me while I continued fucking her. "No... Master. I'll... do... anything... for... you..." Her words were broken up by moans and grunts escaping her mouth.

"Is this your new life? Is this what you want?" I grunted while continuing to pump my cock into her.

Kylee didn't answer me right away. I felt her cum squirting on my cock, and her moans got higher in pitch. I gripped her hair as she continued to orgasm.

"I asked you a question, whore..." I reminded her.

"YES, MASTER. I'LL BE YOUR SLAVE. FUCK, I NEED IT!!!" Kylee cried out as another powerful orgasm rocked her.

I pulled my cock out of her. She panted, then looked at me and whimpered.

"Finish me, Master. Your fuck doll needs to make sure you cum. Put your cum wherever you want, Master..." Her naughty smile grew back.

"Lay on the couch," I ordered. She quickly obliged. Her hands were still behind her back, but her legs were in the air as I inserted my cock once again in her pussy.

"Oh... Master... fuck, this is amazing..." Kylee gasped as she looked up at me.

"I'm not gonna lie, you being a slave without hypnosis is pretty fucking hot," I smile as I held her legs up, pistoning my cock into her pussy.

She moaned loudly before replying. "Mmm, Master, I can't wait until we get home. I don't need a machine to obey you. I'll be your personal fuck toy, and we'll have a whole harem for you, just waiting to pleasure you. I love this..." Kylee closed her eyes again and came.

I was watching Kylee's tits shake when she opened her eyes again and smiled. "I want this even more than the mind control. You have complete control of me, Master. It's so fucking hot."

I was getting really close to cumming, but Kylee continued.

"That's it, Master. Keep fucking me... Oh God, that feels so good. Your cum is going to feel great inside my pussy. Please, Master, cum inside of me. I want to feel your cum in me-"

"Oh God, FUCK!"

I came hard in her pussy. My moans matched hers, and as I looked down, she was smiling.

"That's it, Master. Breed your fucking whore. I love how your cum feels inside me," she whispered.

I slid my cock out of her pussy, and she set her legs down, smiling and cooing as she caught her breath. After a moment, she sat up, and I unclipped the handcuffs. As I did, she stood up, placed her hands on my chest, and kissed me deeply.

When she pulled back from the kiss, she smiled. "I could get used to this, Master."

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The next day, I pulled up the driveway. Kylee was in the front seat, now only wearing a black and white corset lingerie outfit, stockings, heels, and her now-trademark collar. She was the first to get out as we pulled into the garage.

"I can't wait for the rest of the girls to see," she giggled.

"Where do you think you're going without your leash, Slave?" I reminded her.

She smiled back at me. "Of course, Master. I'm so sorry." She placed her hands behind her back as I got out of the car and dropped to her knees as I clipped the gold chain leash onto her.

"That's a good girl," I admired as she stood back up, still smiling.

I walked into the house to see it in near-perfect condition. Kylee followed me slowly, the leash dangling off her collar as I led her through the house. I checked the theatre room and didn't see any of the girls.

"Where could they be?" I asked. "Their SUV is still in the driveway."

"They might be downstairs..." Kylee trailed off.

"Do you want me to check because that's where you want to go?" I smirked.

Kylee smiled back. "I've been in this little outfit for so long, Master. The least you could do is torture me a little down there. They'll turn up eventually."

"As tempting as that is, we should at least make sure they're safe first," I replied. Kylee rolled her eyes but obeyed.

Just then, my phone rang. It was Carly.

"Hey Carly, where the hell are you guys?"

"We're hanging with your ex, Hailey. You didn't tell us how cool she is! And she's fucking sexy, too," Carly replied.

My eyes widened.

In the background, I could hear Jayda and Cassie giggling.

"What's going on? Do you need me to come get you guys?" I asked.

"No need. Hailey drove us, and Hailey is taking good care of us, aren't you?"

"Yes, Mistress," I could hear a voice say on the other line. It sounded like Hailey's but with a lot less expression.

"Holy fuck, what did you do..." I ordered.

"Completely harmless fun. She's only been like this for a couple of days. She wanted to try the SlaVR. We're at my apartment if you'd like to join us," Carly replied, adding a giggle at the end.

"Just get back here as soon as possible, safely," I ordered before hanging up the phone.

"Is something wrong?" Kylee asked.

"We'll have a harem to punish tonight," I responded with a heavy sigh.