Eves 18Th Birthday Party Ch 02

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Mark

Blended into the crowd of people, Mark watched Khloe take control of Eve and her family. As part of his act, Mark liked to pretend that he was under control if prompted by those whom he had placed control with. He had never actually been under his own spell. Someone responsible had to keep an eye on everything.

And although Mark had owed an obligation to Eve to ensure she had enjoyed everything. He was also someone trying to make a living. And when someone offered a sufficient amount of cash, then allegiances tended to switch pretty quickly.

Khloe and Harry ushered Eve, her mom, and Anastasia into a bedroom, leaving the rest of the party in Mark's hands to finish what she had instructed. So, Mark resumed the party and at Khloe's command, reversed the roles. The attractive women that were once lined up for blowjobs were released and replaced by Eve's attractive friends. The older uncles and the rest of the family were released to enjoy the party, with Eve's remaining friends taking over the duties of serving drinks and cleaning up. The only roles that remained the same were the attractive cousins posed erotically around the room. Khloe liked her competition just the way it was, seen not heard. When Eve's family resumed the party, the uncles wasted no time in helping themselves to the line of attractive young adults ready to give head.

With only a few more items to sort, Mark was well on his way to leaving the mess behind. He had only been paid to create it, not clean it up.

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Eve

Since Eve was already wearing all of Anastasia's jewelry, Khloe found it fitting to have Eve dress in the rest of Anastasia's original outfit. Eve put on Anastasia's black push-up bra and black thong, feeling the wetness in both materials from her leaky nipples and horny pussy, respectively. Then she donned the dress, which had been repaired using tape in certain areas. Despite being pregnant, Anastasia's small frame made the dress fit snugly around Eve's curvy body. When Eve finished, she felt gross dressed as her brother's bitch of a wife. With the gold decorating her body and the soft expensive clothing gracefully wrapping her snugly, she could see why Anatasia thought she was better than everyone else.

As instructed by Khloe, Anastasia put on Carly's outfit, and Carly put on Eve's birthday dress. All three ladies had switched original outfits for Khloe's amusement in the private master bedroom with Harry.

As Khloe explored the room, she said, "Well this is cute." Sounding every bit as sarcastic as she was a bitch. Not only was she controlling Eve and her family, but she was openly making fun of them.

"Did you ever fuck her in this bed?" Khloe asked Harry.

"She practically begged me to," Harry said. It wasn't a lie. But only because the headboard was nonexistent and there was so much room to have fun.

The new queen sat on the bed, playing subconsciously with the ring that controlled everyone. If it ever slipped off her finger, Eve would be ready to retrieve it and regain her power.

"Kneel before me," Khloe said.

The three women did as they were told.

"Now repeat, 'We worship Khloe' as you bow to me repeatedly," Khloe said.

"We worship Khloe," the ladies said in unison, about the only thing they ever did together, then moved up and down to worship the college blonde.

Khloe took her phone out and captured a video of Eve and her family bowing at her feet. If she sent that out en masse to her followers, Eve and her family's reputation would never be the same. And as much as Eve wanted to stop, she couldn't.

"Like I've never had a family of servants before. And it being Eve's loser family, makes it even better," Khloe said. "Isn't that right, Mrs. Mills?"

"Yes, Khloe that's right," Carly said in between mantras.

"You agree that your loser daughter should be serving me because I am superior to her?"

"Yes, Khloe, that's right. You are superior to Eve in every way."

Eve couldn't believe what was coming out of her mother's mouth. Was it the power of the ring over her mother's mind or was she forced to speak the truth?

"Describe truthfully how I am better than your daughter," Khloe said then a devious smile formed. "Better yet, why don't you fuck your daughter while you tell me."

Within a few minutes, Carly had a lubed-up strap-on secured around her hips and Eve was on all fours about to get fucked by her mother in front of her bully while dressed as her sister-in-law. Could it get any more embarrassing? And what was going through her mother's mind?

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Carly

The night had been a blur, but Carly could remember bits and pieces. Like Eve embarrassing Carly by making her clean heels. For the most part, Carly had always been very vanilla, even when it came to sex. However, there was a deep dark flame inside her that was only triggered so often by a hot movie clip or a good steamy book. And that had always resulted in a hot masturbation session that concluded with one of her best orgasms. No offense to her husband. It was equally as hot when he manhandled her in the bedroom, but the mind could go to many places that were far from possible in reality.

And yet, now she was about to fuck her daughter at Eve's bully's command. The 'fucking her daughter' was a new one, but a hot, dominant bully had always popped into her fantasies from time to time. Usually in a cuckquean capacity.

Carly lined up Eve's pussy and pushed her strap-on in. She was naive to think her daughter was a virgin, but it felt satisfying to take her adult virginity. On the other side, Harry lined up his hard cock and slipped it in Eve's mouth, spit roasting her. But that wasn't the only roasting about to happen.

Khloe walked up to Carly, gave her a deep kiss then said, "Now let's hear why I'm better."

The thoughts popped into Carly's head almost subconsciously. She had never specifically thought about her daughter in a negative light, but she had moments where she had compared Eve with the other girls at school. And so, the hidden truth was being brought to light while she pounded Eve from behind.

"You are so much more attractive, both in the face and with your... curvy body. If any guy had to pick between one of you, he'd pick you. It's no surprise she lost Harry to you."

Like the penetration she was giving her daughter, each word no doubt felt like smaller penetrations into Eve's emotions. Although her daughter got over the break-up, she took it hard at first. And now her mother was confirming why it happened. Carly felt bad, but under Khloe's control, there was nothing she could do but speak the truth and fuck her daughter.

***

Eve

Even with her ex's cock in her mouth and her mother fucking Eve from behind, the worst part was hearing her mother agree with Khloe. Not only was her bully embarrassing her, but she was also factually making a point as to why she was better.

"Keep going," Khloe said.

"Well, you somehow orchestrated this plan, and it unfolded exactly the way you wanted. My daughter would not have the creativity let alone the planning to accomplish something like this. Therefore, not only are you hotter, but you're also more intelligent and creative."

The words continue to do their damage. She was basically calling her daughter a bimbo, and the moniker made Eve wet. The consistent pounding by her mother and being face fucked by Harry dimmed her normal mindset. Calling Eve a bimbo in her current state would be an accurate description, especially dressed like Anastasia. But was she that much more dumber than Khloe?

"And how about our fashion sense?"

Carly stopped for a moment and Eve already knew what was coming.

"Every time I see you in passing or in school pictures, your outfits are so unique, tasteful, yet sexy... My daughter shows too much skin. She dresses slutty in a desperate attempt to be validated."

It wasn't false. Tonight was an exception because she was already the star of the party. However, when she and her friends went out, she wore as little as possible to stir up the male attention. Meanwhile, men still flocked to Khloe, even if she was wearing a t-shirt and jeans.

Eve felt Harry's cock pulsing in her mouth. He pulled out and blasted Eve's face, covering it in cum while her mother continued to fuck her both physically and mentally.

"And let's bring it home shall we," Khloe said. "What's the one way you wish your daughter was like me?"

"A leader," Carly said. "She's always succumbing to peer pressure and following the crowd. She never leads."

Khloe laughed and then walked around to Eve. There was no point in trying to hide the fact that Khloe had the upper hand. And for Eve to hear the truth from her mother made it hit home harder.

Towering over Eve, Khloe took her thong off and sat on the bed in front of Eve with her pussy exposed.

"Now this is not a command. You have your own free will. I want you to eat me out if you agree with those statements," Khloe said. "And I want you to keep in mind, the earth-shattering orgasm you'll have by accepting your place and pleasuring a superior woman. Something you'll never be."

Eve was already extremely horny. Her face was covered in her cheating ex-boyfriend's cum. Her mom was fucking her after roasting her and she was wearing the engagement and wedding ring that her brother bought. And now the woman she hated, the woman who momentarily ruined her life, was asking Eve to pleasure her.

Each thrust brought Eve's face closer and closer to Khloe's pussy, while Khloe was gently teasing her clit until Eve broke and gave in. How pathetic would it be to succumb? Part of Eve just wished Khloe had commanded her, but to her rival's credit, she was clever. And having Eve make the decision meant Eve was agreeing with everything that Khloe had done.

Agreeing that she had deserved to lose Harry. Agreeing that Khloe was smarter and hotter. And agreeing that her place was between Khloe's legs giving the social queen pleasure without receiving any of her own. Which was a lie because Eve was practically dripping at the thought of eating Khloe out. All those years of heartache and social torture and Eve's revenge was bowing and letting Khloe use her face to get off.

"I can see the lust in your eyes, Eve. Don't see me as your enemy. See me as your queen," Khloe said.

Slowly, Eve lowered herself until she was inches away from Khloe's pussy. The humiliation had already been fucked out of her by her strict mother. Her dignity had already been smeared all over her face. If she could have the best orgasm in her life from worshipping the woman she hated, why not fully embrace the embarrassment and get something out of it?

Closing her eyes, Eve moved in further and licked at something that wasn't there. When she opened her eyes, Khloe had moved back a bit.

"Good girl," Khloe said. "Now I want you to beg me to lick my pussy."

Eve bit her lip from a building pleasure that was keeping her on the edge.

"Please let me lick your pussy," Eve said.

"You can do better than that."

Fuck it, Eve had already debased herself enough. What was a little more deprivation?

"Please Khloe, let me worship your pussy. Maybe even a drop of your cum will make me more like you in any way. Use my mouth for your pleasure," Eve said.

"That's a good little bitch," Khloe said. "You're going to make a great little servant after this."

Khloe moved closer and Eve wasted no time in making contact with the coveted wet pussy. The moment she started licking, Eve felt Khloe's hand on the back of her head, keeping her tight in between Khloe's legs. All of Eve's concentration was on pleasuring Khloe, despite still being fucked by her mother. In a way, it was like hate fucking, but instead hate licking. Eve thought about all the times Khloe had embarrassed her, humiliated her, or made fun of her and she licked aggressively as a result. She should be beating Khloe up, but instead, her rival reduced her to a sex toy.

"Every morning, I'm going to have you eat me out before classes, and then you'll be thinking about me all day," Khloe said in between moans.

Becoming Khloe's carpet muncher was not something Eve had considered and if Khloe installed a post-hypnotic trigger, there wasn't much Eve could do to stop it. As Eve's mouth began to tire, Khloe was just building her high. She grabbed Eve's face with both her hands and started aggressively humping it. It got to the point where Eve was no longer licking and instead, her entire face was being slathered with Khloe's pussy juice.

And for the next few minutes, Khloe fucked Eve's face without a care in the world. It hurt as Khloe's pussy slammed into Eve's face, but if Khloe was getting immense pleasure, then Eve was happy to help in any way she could. When Khloe sped up, her moans became faster, louder, drowning Eve in her horniness.

And then, Khloe yelled, "Cum now!"

And all three ladies felt the tension release as their hips bucked in a dance of sex. Carly kept thrusting even as hers hit and Eve screamed into Khloe's pussy while she consumed Khloe's gift.

***

Mark

Mark stood in the corner and watched the chaos that he had helped create. Usually, his shows were raunchy but considerably less scandalous. Once Khloe took over, all bets had been off.

One of Khloe's friends, a redhead, came over to Mark, interrupting his guilty conscious.

"You're the magician, right?"

"The Magnificent Marvel, yes."

"I want you to worship my feet," the redhead said with a mischievous smile.

"No thank you. I'm sure there's plenty of other men who would gladly stoop down for you."

"But I want you! Khloe said you were under her control."

"I guess in a way that's accurate. But that's Khloe. I don't even know your name."

"I'm Grace, and if you don't get on your knees, I'm going to tell Khloe."

Mark snapped his fingers and tugged on Grace's arm, sending her into a trance.

"Grace when you wake up, you're going to strip your bra and top off. You are then going to cup your tits, walk around and ask if anyone wants to suck or grope them," Mark said.

He woke Grace up and without complaint, the redhead removed her shirt and bra. She cupped her tits and looked at Mark.

"Would you like to grope or suck my tits?"

Mark shook his head and pointed to a group of men. "I'm sure' they'll want to."

With a blank face, Grace turned and walked over to the group of jocks. Within moments, hands were all over her body and she stood and let them have their way.

Grace was just like Khloe. Spoiled and entitled. And Mark gave Khloe even more ammo with the power he had bestowed on her. But in giving Khloe that power, he also sentenced Eve to a period of humiliation. Was that something he could live with?

***

Eve

After Khloe had her way mentally and physically with Eve, she had the three ladies cleaned up and kneeling before her.

"Now I'd like a little entertainment. Let's see. You," Khloe said pointing to Carly. "You're a chicken."

Carly stood up and started flapping her arms like wings. She made chicken noises and bobbed her head back and forth as she walked around the room. It was quite comical if not for the fact that Eve knew she was also going to be turned into an animal.

"And you, with those big tits, there's nothing more perfect than becoming a cow."

Anastasia lurched forward onto all fours and let out a moo. She crawled around on the floor as her tits dangled while she mooed. Again, it was amusing, but it only made Eve dread what Khloe had planned for her.

Her rival crossed her legs and looked down at Eve with contempt.

"You're probably kneeling there wondering what animal I'm going to humiliate you with. I mean look at how stupid they look."

Eve couldn't disagree. Her mother's exaggerated movements and noises combined with the prim and proper Anastasia mooing while making sure her udders shake was entertaining. But that meant Eve's transformation was going to be just as entertaining.

"But I'm not going to turn you into an animal. For you, I have something much more useful in mind," Khloe said. "While I play with my two new toys, your new role is being my ring."

Her ring? Was Khloe powering tripping so hard that she thought she could manipulate reality? But Khloe pulled off a silver ring and dangled her right hand over the ledge of the chair arm. And subconsciously, Eve crawled over and wrapped her lips around Khloe's index finger, engulfing it until she was almost at the knuckle. The sweaty residue from the silver ring left a bitter taste in Eve's mouth.

And Eve's focus narrowed. Like a virus, Khloe's commands had corrupted her mind. And now she was nothing but an accessory on her rival's pretty hand. Not only had Khloe conquered her mind, her spirit, and her family, but to add injury to insult, she was now wearing Eve like a piece of property.

Eve could still move her eyes and when she looked up, Khloe was staring back down.

"Now isn't this a much more fitting role for you? I mean I'm so much better, I may as well own you and make you useful," Khloe said. "And you do make a gorgeous ring."

Eve's eyes narrowed in anger, but her mouth remained around Khloe's finger.

Khloe held up the silver ring and said, "To be specific, you are this ring. Just worthless costume jewelry in my accessory collection. I want you to repeat that in your mind to really make it sink in."

'I am just a silver ring. Worthless costume jewelry in Khloe's accessory collection.'

"Good girl. Now as much as I like you being aware of what I've done. I think it's time for a little mental vacation. When I touch your forehead, that is a trigger to switch your mind on and off. And right now, I want you," Khloe said and pushed the button, "off."

'I am just a silver ring. Worthless costume jewelry in Khloe's accessory collection.'

Eve's eyes dropped and looked straight ahead. She was Khloe's silver ring. Just another piece of costume jewelry for the amazing Khloe. How lucky of her to be able to don such dainty and pretty hands! Excitement built as Eve became proud of her duty as a cheap ring. Her entire existence was to be an accessory for the woman she hated. Nothing else mattered. Khloe's finger needed to be decorated and Eve was going to be the most dazzling ring she could be to emphasize Khloe's beauty and power. The hate for her rival faded, replaced by admiration and a sense of purpose. Khloe did have it all and Eve was happy to be a part of it.

'I am just a silver ring. Worthless costume jewelry in Khloe's accessory collection.'

***

Khloe

The power of hypnosis was absolutely fascinating. Khloe had thought that she was going to humiliate Eve at her birthday party and have photo evidence for blackmail. She had never imagined the amount of control that would be granted from such a tiny little thing.

Khloe lifted her left hand and admired the ring that made all of her wishes possible. Including the wish to have her rival, and she used that term loosely, more like an annoyance, literally wrapped around her finger. Khloe looked down at her other hand where Eve stared blankly ahead while her mouth bathed Khloe's finger in moist dampness. Such a loser.

With Eve fulfilling a better purpose, Khloe turned her attention to the prowling chicken and top-heavy cow. Although childishly entertaining, Khloe had a more mature proposition. She had the two women abandon their inner animals and stand at attention in front of her.

"You are a baby," Khloe said pointing to Eve's mom, "And the only way you'll stop crying is if you're being breastfed."

The grown woman started crying and stomping up and down in a tantrum. Khloe didn't even have to give Anastasia commands to jump in. Although annoyed, the prim woman grabbed Carly and brought her face down to her chest in a caring manner. Caryl's body settled down as she sucked on Anastasia's tit. The mother-to-be sat down and Carly lay across her lap with her mouth never leaving the new source of milk.