Subject: Story: The Taking of Julia 05/10 (mc Mf ff Ff)
From: Nineball 
Date: Tue, Dec 9, 1997 00:46 EST
Message-id: <348CDB2C.7FE6@all.thanks>



The Taking of Julia.

Chapter 5/10

--- Julia Displeases Sir.

Over the next two months, Julia settled into her new 
personality. She aced all her tests. School work seemed like 
trivial stuff now. She had several great encounters with other 
Sisters. Each time she met a Sister she reached up the Sister's 
skirt and felt her between the legs. Several times she tried to 
stay in control her own hand. Try as she might, she could not stop 
her hand from lifting the hem of a Sister's skirt and giving her a 
quick, thorough feel. All the other Sisters did it to her too. 
Julia realized it was Sir's doing and she had no choice. It was 
the standard way for Sisters to show affection for each other. 
After a while, she decided she liked doing it and especially liked 
having it done to her. She no longer cared who might see her 
feeling up another woman in public. She loved her Sisters and they 
loved her. That was all that mattered.

Julia realized that dressing in a very short skirt with no 
underwear facilitated the public groping between Sisters. She 
found that Slut's shop had several large racks stocked with 
miniskirts. She picked out a bunch, and began to really enjoy 
the morning ritual. First she would shower and shave. She would 
stand nude in front of a full length mirror and admire her own 
excellent body while she did her hair and put on her makeup. 
This took a while because she would stop often to pinch her 
nipples and clit to return them to erection. Then she would put on 
a pair of the crotchless body hose and pick out a miniskirt and 
a sexy tight fitting top. She would then spend several more 
minutes at the mirror preening, touching up her makeup, making 
sure any Sisters she might meet would find her desireable. More 
that anything, she wanted to incite lust in her Sisters.

Julia never met up with Whore again. The other Sisters all giggled 
knowingly when Julia told them what Whore had done to her in the 
cafeteria. Apparently they had all had similar experiences. When 
Julia told one Sister that she wanted to get her back she said, 
"Well good luck on that one, Sis, it's been tried. Whatever you 
do, don't let her take you to her place. You'll end up in chains 
with her fucking you for days. And you'll love every minute of it, 
or at least you'll love it while she is poking things into you."

Julia no longer felt any urge to be with the men around her. 
Seeing some handsome hunk in the hallways just did nothing for 
her. Since she didn't have a steady when Sir captured her, she 
didn't have an old relationship to break. She did look at women, 
however. As she moved about the campus halls, she quickly picked 
out the girls who were attractive. She found herself 'rating' 
their looks, imagining what certain girls would look like in a 
bikini, or briefly thinking up some excuse to talk to some 
gorgious babe, fantasizing how she would introduce her to Sir 
and He would turn her into a Sister. She wondered if that was 
how men thought about women, leering at them in public and 
making lewd advances toward them. She also wondered if that was 
how natural lezbains felt when they saw beautiful women in public.

Each and every time Julia went to the bathroom to pee, she 
replayed the same scene of her punisment. She would squat down 
hovering over the toilet with her legs spread wide and her arms 
extended over her head, her shit covered enforcer shoved hastily 
into her mouth. The ghost lips and tounges worked over her 
crotch and breasts. She would feel Sir's phantom cock thrusting 
deep in and out of her pussy while she urinated, ending in His 
orgasm and her frustration. She would masturbate briefly, then 
rush off to drink lots of water to wash out the slimy feel and 
salty taste of his semen. If she didn't immediatly gulp down 
some water, and she tried several times not to, the smell, feel, 
and taste of His come continued to coat her mouth and sinuses, and 
she could not shake the fear and terror of having been raped. 
She could feel thick globs of come sliding down her throat. Her 
mouth seemed so full of come she was sure that if she opened her 
lips, His come would drool down her chin. Repeated swallowing 
did not clear it. Instead, her stomach would begin to feel bloated 
as if she was guzzling the imaginary come and it began to fill her 
up. Eventually she would relent and drink the water which would 
clear her senses and calm her mind. She could barely sit through 
an hour of class before she had to scurry off the the nearest 
bathroom. There, like a demon, Sir would rise up out of Julia's 
own mind, tie her up spread eagle with invisible ropes, gag her 
with the enforcer, and rape her mercilessly, then send her off 
to drink more water and regain her peaceful happiness. Julia found 
that since she was already wearing a tiny mini-skirt and 
crotchless body hose, she could run into a stall, squat down to 
pee and get raped without pulling down her skirt, then drink the 
required quart of water, all in less than two minutes. In this 
manner, Julia was forced to submit to her owner over and over, 
sometimes getting brutally raped two dozen times in a day. Her 
punishment was inescapably housed within her own mind.

Occasionally Julia would try to get away from her enforcer. She 
even got as far as across the room, once. She had to have it, 
though. She invariably crawled back to it, accepted her defeat, 
and re-inserted it into her body. Anything was better than the 
horrible feeling she had without it. Besides, she began to crave 
the constant sexual stimulation it gave her when she wore it in 
her ass. The familiar smell and taste of her own shit added to the 
comforting peacefulness she felt when it was in her mouth.

She began to wonder when Sir would seek her out. She longed to 
feel the real Him inside her, not just the phantom brute she 
felt on the john. Then one week on both Thursday and Friday she 
got lazy in the morning and forgot to shave. By Friday 
afternoon, the stubble of hair between her legs was beginning to 
itch some. 

Toward the end of her last class, Julia suddenly felt that odd 
intruder feeling. She smiled and looked around the lecture hall, 
finding Him at the back near the doors. He had that blank, 
concentrating look on his face. Julia saw that several students 
were shaking their heads, and she new he was inside them. Then the 
whole lecture room quieted down for a brief moment, including 
the teacher. Julia knew that Sir was broadcasting something to 
every one in the room. Then the lecture resumed as normal. Sir 
walked to the front of the room and sat in a chair at the front of 
the hall. He turned and began looking at all of the students. No 
one except Julia seemed to know He was in the room.

As soon as class dismissed, she rushed to His side. Her intentions 
were to wrap her arms around him and kiss him. Instead she sat 
down quietly next to him and could not seem to speak. Her hand 
slipped up her skirt and she began rubbing her clit. Sir was 
concentrating on something far away, as if he was inside 
someones head, but Julia could not feel him inside her.

Slowly the lecture hall emptied out, and the last person to 
leave closed the doors. Three coeds had remained in their seats. 
They were squirming around in their seats, struggling with some 
unseen force (unseen, but well known to Julia). All three of the 
girls opened their mouths and puckered their lips. They folded 
their arms behind their backs and bent over in their chairs and 
began bobbing their heads up and down. Julia knew exactly what was 
happening to them. She was watching as Sir captured and mind raped 
several new girls. Sir changed His expression and came out of 
his trance. The three girls remained doubled over, their minds 
caught in an endless instruction loop, their lips wrapped around 
Sir's invisible cock giving it all they had.

"Let's see, your name is ... ?"

"Cunt!" She couldn't stop her hand from rubbing her clit.

"Ah, yes. Are you being puniished for anything right now?"

"Yes, Sir."

"And what was your punishment?"

"Sir, you have been fucking me whenever I take a pee."

"Oh ya," He snickered, "the one where I tie you up and rape you 
and make you drink a lot of water and then leave you feeling 
extremely horny? Shit I loose track of these things sometimes. And 
how long has it been?"

"Almost two months, Sir."

"I suppose that is long enough. I did that to a stewardess on a 
plane one time. But then I forgot who she was, I've never seen her 
again. That was five or six years ago. I suppose I am still piss-
raping her over and over 'till this day, since it is quite 
impossible to shake off the changes I do to someone. I would go 
fix it if I knew who or where she was. I wonder if I remembered to 
make her be happy about the situation? I also wonder how she 
handles the exquisite horniness I made her feel when my demon is 
done fuckin' the shit out of her. She wouldn't be able to get 
herself off, so masturbating would only makes things worse. Hmm, 
I'll bet she serves more than great coffee on her flights. Oh 
well, I guess that's too fucking bad for her. Let's see what we 
have here."

With only a glance from Sir, the three girls stopped their oral 
activities. They stood up and proceeded to remove all of their 
clothes. Two of them sat back down. Putting their feet up on the 
chair back in front of them they began to masturbate. The third 
came foreward and stood in front of Sir. She began to turn around, 
dancing gently, hands behind her head, showing off her body for 
Him. After about a minute of this, she backed up several steps, 
but continued her lewd dance. A second girl came foreward and 
repeated the display of her assets. After about a minute she 
backed up next to the first girl, and the third came foreward to 
dance. Eventually she too joined the line of dancing, naked women.

Sir said "I have a special order to fill, Cunt. A rich Japanese 
businessman wants another girl. This time he wants a beautiful 
blonde American girl under twenty one. Which one should I sell 
to him?"

Cunt licked her lips as she looked at the three girls. She 
spread her legs, slouched foreward, and exposed her snatch to 
them. They all three look right at her and watched her 
masturbating. They shifted their positions so that their dancing 
displayed their bodies to Julia. All three were babes by any 
standard, a lucky catch for most any guy. One was a knock-out, 
though. Her big round tits didn't sag at all. She had a small 
waist above a nicely rounded ass and long tanned legs. Her curly 
blonde mane fell down to her elbows. She had pouting lips, a small 
nose and big bottle blue eyes. "She is the prettiest, Sir."

Sir lifted up Julia's shirt and examined her tits. His matter of 
fact tone was almost clinical. "She is almost as stacked as you 
are, Cunt. I am tempted to keep her for myself. But, business is 
business."

The chosen girl went back to her seat and dressed. The other two 
turned to each other and embraced. They collapsed to the floor and 
began writhing about, trying to touch as much skin together at 
once as they could, french kissing, hips pressed together firmly.

"What are you going to do with these two, Sir?" Julia asked.

"Hmm, let's see. ..."  As He stared at them, they stopped 
squirming and froze in their close embrace, lips together, tounges 
thrust into the other's mouth, hips pushed foreward so that 
their pussies were pressed together, looking deep into each others 
eyes. Sir was silent for almost five minutes as he rewired the two 
girl's minds, completely erasing the individuals that used to be 
there, installing virtually identicle personalities in both of 
their brains. As the two girls stared at each other, they felt a 
wave of unbounded love and devotion to the other wash over their 
souls. When he was done, the two girls had been turned into 
exact twins. On the outside they may have been two beautiful babes 
that didn't look at all alike. But on the inside, where it counts, 
they were transformed into mirror images of each other.

"That's fun, I've always liked that one." He said finally, 
rising out of His trance-like state. "Why don't you two girls 
enjoy a nice long pussy kiss."

The two captives released their embrace and sat up facing each 
other. They spread their legs wide and scooted toward each other 
until their crotches touched and their legs were entwined. They 
began humping and squirming their hips, making their pussies rub 
together. They smiled contently at each other, silently expressing 
their mutual affection. They became so involved in kissing with 
their lower lips they were oblivoius to what went on around 
them. They heard not one word of Sir's detailed description of how 
He had re- ordered their lives against their wills. Several 
times during Sir's description of them, one or both of them 
would orgasm.

"This is what I have done to them. I have turned them into a 
pair of lipstick lezbians. They are going to move into a one 
bedroom apartment together and become inseparable life-long 
lovers. They will share everything, clothes, food, bed, tooth 
brush, dirty underwear, tampons, and every secret they ever 
held. To satisfy and entertain each other they are going to buy an 
extensive collection of dildos, sex aids, loungere, and bondage 
gear. They will buy a massive canope bed and alter it so that 
one or both could be bound up in any concievable position and 
fucked non-stop for hours. The dildos will be kept scattered 
around their apartment so that one or more is always within easy 
reach. They will be frequently using them in themselves and in the 
other. To get her lover's pussy hot, horny, and desparate for a 
good fucking, all one of them has to do is pick up a dildo and 
wave it at the other. Whenever one of them sees the other point 
a dildo at her, the new wiring I have installed will take 
control of her volentary nervous system. Wether she wants to or 
not, she will immediatly get on her hands and knees and wave her 
sweet ass in the air or, say, lay back and lift and spread her 
legs. They have become fully automated sex robots. They are 
utterly powerless to resist the urge to offer both holes to the 
other to do with as she pleases. They will be like puppets, fuck 
puppets I like to call them. I have changed them both so that they 
now will have multiple orgasms quickly and easily. In fact, 
after only a few moments of erotic stimulation, they can both be 
forced to have an orgasm weather they wanted it or not. They never 
have any need to rest between orgasms and their bodies are 
always eager to experience another and another and another."
"I have removed any notions they may have held about any sexual 
act being perverted and replaced them with the firm belief that 
all body organs, functions and fluids are a source of erotic 
pleasure and should be shared freely with each other without shame 
or doubt. They are now free to explore and invent new ways to 
indulge themselves. The ONE thing that brings the most pleasure to 
each of them is to making her lover to have orgasm after orgasm. 
Seeing, hearing, and feeling her lover thrash about in extasy is 
now far more pleasurable to each than getting off herself. The 
most fun she can possibly have is to tie her lover up on her 
back with her legs in the air and spend hours shoving various 
dildos into her lover's pussy and ass hole, forcing her to come 
over and over. Yet each one also knows that her lovers greatest 
pleasure is found in helping herself to get off. Since the 
pleasure of her lover is supreme to her own, offering her own 
pussy up for repeated fucking is as mutually gratifying as being 
the one wearing the dildo doing the fucking. Giving IS 
recieving, and recieving IS giving."

"From now on, the two constantly horny pussies between their 
legs are in complete control of their lives. This control will 
extend over decisions at all levels. Simple questions like 'What 
are we going to do tonight?' or 'What should we do this 
weekend?' will have easy answers, imposed upon them by their 
pussies, 'Let's spend the whole weekend at home fucking each 
other!' More complex life problems like where to work and live 
will be solved in a way that facilitates the long term pampering 
of the other girl's now very demanding pussy. They will start 
using the phrase 'The Horny Pussies' as the standard reference 
to themselves in their private conversations. Thinking of 
themselves as 'The Horny Pussies' symbolizes their acceptance of 
their complete domination by their genitals. Using this phrase 
often in casual conversation will reinforce their self image as 
mear servants. Carrying out any urge that serves the combined 
needs of The Horny Pussies is all that matters to them. The entire 
meaning of life for each revolves around the animalistic drive 
to make her lover have another orgasm. Going to school or work 
is mearly a means of supporting the needs of The Horny Pussies. 
They no longer think of themselves as individual women. They are 
just twin slaves to The Horny Pussies. Each time one of them 
sees and feels herself become a sex robot, her concious mind 
completely unable to control what her body is doing, involuntarily 
lying back, lifting her knees, spreading her legs, and verbally 
begging to her lover to ream her out one more time, or 
helplessly watching from within while her body ties up her 
lover, straps on a dildo, and starts fucking the shit out of 
her, or feels herself spinning in delirium while she has four or 
five orgasms in a row against her will, her mind will reaffirm a 
notion that I have planted in her. Each girl will forever 
believe that she is simply following a stream of instructions that 
are dictated to her by her lovers vagina and that she is 
fundamentally unable to disobey any order from either one of The 
Horny Pussies. They now accept that their pussies have become 
controlling parasitic organisms and the rest of their bodies are 
mearly convenient, willing hosts whose sole purpose is to do 
whatever The Horny Pussies command."

"Dressing in the morning will take a couple of hours from now on 
because first The Horny Pussies will shower together and lather 
shave each other from the neck all the way down to the ankles. 
Then they will press and rub their two carefully groomed pussies 
together for ten or fifteen minutes, pussy kissing like they are 
right now. They will apply each other's makeup taking extra care 
to help the other express the gorgious, knock-out babe she is. 
They will then choose the clothes other one will wear that day 
in an elaborate ritual. Each will masturbate furiously with a 
vibrating dildo while the other one models several sexy, showy 
outfits. That way they each will be in an extremely hightened 
state of sexual excitement when one finally decides what the other 
will wear that day. The moment each one makes that decision she 
will signal the other by grunting through an intense orgasm. The 
one modeling clothes will see and hear her lover writhing and 
masturbating, coming violently while staring directly at her own 
sexy body and seeing at how she is dressed. The knowlege that 
her lover just vigorously masturbated herself all the way to an 
orgasm while only looking at her will make her happy, confident, 
and proud about her looks. This pride and confidence will make The 
Horny Pussies feel so sexy that they will strut their stuff all 
day long, publicly displaying their great bodies in the exadurated 
way they walk, sit, and act."

"They now long for the stink and the taste of the other's pussy 
juices. Every few hours they will feel a compelling urge to lick 
the other between the legs. If they are not together, they each 
will slip away to a bathroom and masturbate, mentally recounting 
the last time she was tied to their bed, legs high and wide, and 
dildo raped by her lover. If they are together in public, they 
will communicate the urge with a knowing glance. As soon as they 
can get free, they will immediatly share a long, open mouthed kiss 
before rushing off to the nearest ladies room. There they will 
take turns sitting back on a toilet while one gets on her knees 
and licks the other to a quick, loud orgasm. They will always 
leave the stall door wide open whenever they satisfy their horny 
tounges in a public restroom. No attempt will ever be made to hide 
their relationship. Instead, The Horny Pussies will openly 
flaunt the fact that they are passionate lesbian lovers. Their 
sexual intimacy will be so conspicuously displayed that straight 
men and women will be quite uncomfortable around them, and other 
gay women will be quite jealous of The Horny Pussies."

"Whenever they arrive home The Horny Pussies will immediatly 
take all of their clothes off. They now take great delight in 
being totally naked around each other. They will sometimes spend 
hours posing for each other in explicitly revealing postures. They 
never get tired of looking at their exposed pussies. Gazing at the 
vaginas that seem to be in control of their lives is kind of 
like meditating to them. It allows them to focus on what is 
important and filter out the clutter of day to day life."

"They will play erotic games with each other where the winner gets 
to tell the loser to perform some lewd sexual antic for the 
amusement of the winner. No matter how disgusting or bizzarr the 
act, she is compelled to perform. Like a puppet on strings, the 
loser is powerless to resist carrying out every detail of the 
winners verbal instructions."

"One simple game they will play often is to 69 lick each other 
until one of them has an orgasm. The loser is the one who comes 
first."

"Another game they will find fun is to place a dildo on the bed 
between them. They will then both begin to finger masturbate. 
The winner is the one who can hold out the longest, the loser 
being the one who gets so horny that she breaks down first and 
grabs the dildo and shoves it into her pussy."

"Another game to be played uses a huge two-ended dildo with a 
black ring drawn around the middle. They will lay on the bed on 
their backs, butts toward each other. They will put the heads of 
the dildo into their ass holes and begin to squirm and slowly push 
towards each other. They will choose a dildo so big that it barely 
fits inside their rectums. Using their hands on the dildo will 
be off limits in this game, the only way to get more in is to push 
against the resistance of the other girl's rectum. During the game 
they must keep their hands busy pinching and kneeding their 
breasts and nipples at all times. They will continue pushing and 
squirming until the entire thing is inside them and their two 
horny ass holes kiss. The winner will be the girl who was able 
to relax the most and managed to take the black ring in past her 
own anus."

"After the first time The Horny Pussies play that game of hog 
the dildo, they will find that they both really enjoyed it. As 
an experiment they will put two small, thin, double headed 
dildos in their pussies and ass holes, and push together. As 
soon as their butts touch they will drift quietly into a deep 
sleep. They will wake up so refreshed and contented and happy that 
they will try it again the next night, only his time they will 
wrap a couple of belts around their thighs so they don't wiggle 
apart while they sleep. Soon spending the night strapped tail-to-
tail will become the nightly ritual, as natural a part of sleeping 
as pillows and blankets. In fact, they will get so used to 
sleeping that way, they will not be able to get to sleep 
otherwise. Sleeping this way will reinforce the self-image that 
they are 'The Horny Pussies'. In their dreams they will imagine 
themselves as Siamese twins who are joined happily at the 
genitals."

"After a while of being emersed in a frenzied lezbian fuck feast 
their menstrual cycles will syncronize. That could happen after 
only a few months, or it could take a year or more. Once it does 
happen, a new set of instructions that I have planted in their 
minds will rise to the surface and take control of their 
personalities. Suddenly their horny pussies will need to fuck a 
flesh and blood cock to be satisfied. As usual, The Horny 
Pussies are powerless to say no to instructions I have inserted in 
their heads. Except they still won't have any idea that these 
new urges were put there by me.  They will simply assume that it 
is the pussies between their legs controling them, issuing new 
instructions. By then they will be so used to obeying their 
vaginas that they will happily surrender their bodies and do 
whatever it takes to quell this new urge for a dick."

"Each month while they are bleeding they will search around the 
quiet corners of campus for the shy, mousey kind of guys. They 
will pick one out and invite him over to their place. Every free 
moment for the next three and a half weeks they will smother him 
with a non-stop three-way orgy. They will constantly lick, kiss, 
and massage every square inch of him. They will allow him to use 
them in any way he wants. They will use provacative dress and 
filthy language, posing for him with obscene body positions to 
draw out his deepest fantasies and help him to act them all out in 
vivid detail over and over. While he is resting between erections, 
they will fuck each other, rubbing their pink, hairless pussies 
together, kissing, licking, using dildoes and baby oil on each 
other, handcuffing each other's wrists and ankles to the 
headboard, keeping the other girl's pussy wet, swollen, horny, and 
ready for him to use and abuse again and again. They will make 
sure each guy knows that only by subordinating themselves to his 
pleasure can they themselves have pleasure; that his desires are 
not just superior to theirs, but are in fact replacements for 
their own thoughts and wishes; that there are no taboos 
whatever; that he can tie them up and do anything he wants to 
them; and that anything he tells them to do to him and 
everything he tells them to do to each other will be done 
without question or hesitation. The only thing that they want is 
for him to get hard again as soon as he can and fuck them: fuck 
their pussies, fuck their ass holes, and fuck their faces as 
hard as he can and for as long as he can keep it up. But he will 
also be told it will all end as soon as they start their 
periods. Then he will be sent away and they will become strict 
lezbians again, tending lovingly to each other's bleeding vagina 
while they search for their next victim."

"And here is the part of what I have done to them that I like 
the best. They will always be very happy and content with spending 
the rest of their lives living a lifestyle that I dreamed up and 
planted on their heads. Every thing they think and feel and do 
will seem quite natural to them. It is as if they had lived this 
way all their lives. What started as my fantasy has become their 
reality. They will never know fear or regret. Each and every 
time they see each other after being apart, even if only for a few 
hours, they will experience the same heart throbbing excitement 
and intense adrenaline rush that teenagers feel when falling in 
love for the first time. They are now so totally in love with each 
other, that they will never be lonely or unhappy. The 
comfortable security of living with an exact twin will sustain 
them for the rest of their lives, 'till death do they part."


Sir told the two new lovers get off the floor and leave. They both 
beamed with a happy, healthy glow. They dressed quickly and 
scurried out of the room. The way they were talking softly, you 
would think they had been lovers for years. Yet, by the way they 
touched each other and held eye contact, you could sense the 
excitement of two brand new lovers.

"Sir, what if they have boyfriends?"

"You mean 'had' boyfriends, and it doesn't matter, anyway. They 
don't know I've done anything to them and they don't know who I 
am. Their EX-boyfriends will be a little bewildered at how these 
girls have changed, but they'll never know how it happened. I 
guess that is what I find most entertaining about my talent. I can 
saturate someone right down to the core of their existance with 
a new personality of my choosing. Most of the people I change have 
no idea that I've done anything at all to them. And even if I do 
leave someone with full knowlege that I have molded their mind 
against their will, there is nothing they can do about it. Take 
you, for instance. You know I've changed you. No one is physically 
making you wear an enforcer, right? But you can't remove it alone, 
can you? And if I don't fix that for you, you'll be stuck with 
that enforcer up your butt for the rest of your life. For now I 
have neither made you like it nor hate it. Instead, I have left 
you to decide for yourself. So tell me, do you like it?"

"Well, Sir, some yes and some no. It keeps me pretty horny, and 
I'm not sure if I like that all the time."

"OK, I'll fix that. ... (short pause) ... Now, Cunt, you really 
enjoy being horny, any time, any where, all the time, everywhere."

Julia instantly felt a change of attitude toward her enforcer. She 
didn't necessarily like wearing it, per say. But she knew she 
genuinely liked being horny. And if wearing it helped keep her wet 
and wanton, so be it. Julia completely identified with the 
statement Slut had made at the loungere shop, 'Some of the Sisters 
choose to wear their enforcer all the time.' She smiled and sighed 
in contented relief. She flexed her buns and squeezed her anus 
around the enforcer, privately verifying its presence between 
her legs.

"I used to be a do-gooder, trying to improve everyone I met. But I 
soon realised I couldn't fix the whole god damned world. So I 
decided to change only parts of it, in ways that entertain me."

"What you did to those two girls, have you done that before to 
other women?"

"Oh, yes, I've turned quite a few women into fuck puppets, 
although I have gotten much more elaborate and detailed over time. 
I've done similar things to some men, too, but really only to 
men who piss me off for some reason. I must admit, my personal 
tastes lie in manipulating annonymous, innocent, and 
unsuspecting women. There was a time some years ago that I had fun 
searching for odd pairs of girls to unite like that. I would 
pair a beautiful girl with an ugly one. I would pair up a big 
chick with a small one. One time this gorgious white girl 
displeased me in some way, so I went out and found these three 
huge, fat, ugly black women and made them all form a four way 
union. Wow, were they were a sight to see in bed together. I 
made the white girl quit her job so she could stay at home and 
be the full time servant, slave, and sex toy for the other 
three. I also made the fat chicks get shift work, so that their 
white slave girl would have to tend to one or two of them at all 
times. I made the fat girls bathe only once a month. Then I made 
their slave girl be both addicted to and repelled by their 
awfull body odor. One of her duties was to bathe the others with 
her tounge every day, twice a day during hot weather, carefully 
licking every single square inch of their enormous, foul 
smelling bodies, paying worshipfull attention to their dirty ass 
holes, sagging tits, and hairy arm pits. I made her be 
especially addicted to the taste of their menstrual discharge. 
None of them used tampons, so whenever one of the fat girls was in 
her period, the slave girl had to lick her bleeding pussy clean 
every ten or fifteen minutes. Enough talk, let's get out of here."

Julia finally regained control of her hand and quit rubbing her 
pussy. The new girl was waiting obediently and the three went down 
a corridor lined with faculty offices. Finding one open, they 
entered. After a brief visual showdown, The professor excused 
himself and left, closing the door.

Julia plastered herself against Sir. He kissed her back, pushing 
her towards the desk. She sat up on the desk, raising her legs 
up and wide for Him. He reached down and removed her enforcer, 
setting it on the table. He pulled her shirt up and over her 
head and off. After kneading her breasts for a moment, He slid His 
hand down to feel her sex. 

He frowned, suddenly. "What the fuck is this, Cunt?. You are 
supposed to be smoothly shaven for me at ALL times."

Julia was horrified. How could she have failed so badly? 
"Please, Sir. I was running late this morning. I just forgot. Oh 
god, I'm sorry!"

Sir shook His head. Saying nothing, He picked up the enforcer. 
Grabbing each end firmly, He gave the shaft a sharp twist. Julia 
heard a loud click. Sir pushed it back into place.

"I see you still need some training, Cunt. You now have two 
hours to run any errands you need before you get home. Once there, 
I want you to stay in your apartment until I get there." He 
grabbed a handful of hair, pulling Julia close to His scowling 
face. "Do you understand me, Cunt?"

"Y-y-yes, Sir!"

He turned immediately and left, leaving the door open wide. The 
new girl followed closely. Julia's body could not move for over 
a minute, and several students walking by treated themselves to 
a long look at her up on the desk, feet high, legs spread, shirt 
off, masturbating.

Julia dressed and ran to her parked car. Once home she went 
immediatly to the bathroom and shaved. She tried to put the 
enforcer in her mouth while she shaved, but the horny aching 
wouldn't leave. She wondered if He had changed her again or if 
this new flavor of interaction with her enforcer was already in 
her. She left her clothes off, and paced nervously around her 
apartment in the nude. 

Suddenly, right at two hours after her encounter with Sir, the 
enforcer began to vibrate. The buzzing came from inside the egg 
and transmitted up the shaft through the penis right into her 
clitoris. Julia melted onto the floor, writhing from the 
stimulation. Then, just as suddenly, it stopped. She sat up and 
leaned against the wall, recovering. Finally she stood and sat 
on the couch. She masturbated idly, wandering how it had happened. 
Ten minutes later, it happened again. It vibrated for a half a 
minute, bringing Julia right to the verge of an orgasm. Then it 
quit, leaving her frustrated. Now her masturbating was not idle. 
She rubbed her genitals briskly, trying to release her tensions. 
But it was no use. The last couple of weeks had taught her that 
she could not bring herself to climax alone.

After several more cycles of this, Julia understood what the 
punishment was. Every ten minutes the enforcer became a 
vibrating monster between her legs, bringing her to the edge of an 
orgasm, then leaving her unsatisfied. All she could do was lie 
on the couch and finger herself. She kept a towel under her to sop 
up the constantly flowing pussy juices. She tried turning it 
off, but it would not twist. She tried moving the enforcer to 
her mouth, finding it made her even hornier. All the time it 
stayed in her mouth her hands became puppet extensions, disobeying 
her instructions. She simply could not stop acting out the 
uncontrollable urge to masturbate. Her pink, swollen parts started 
to hurt from the rubbing and pinching and prodding she was 
inflicting on herself. She finally relented and shoved the thing 
back up her ass. Julia couldn't get away from it and she 
couldn't relieve her raging sexual hunger. No bars, no chains, she 
was a prisoner in her own body.

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