Author's note: There was been an interesting discussion in the comments sections on some of my stories, and also by those who have sent me private mail, about whether 'bad' mind controllers should be allowed their wicked way with their victims or whether kinder masters should come to the rescue. To test the waters, I have decided to write a separate single chapter story in each format. For what it's worth the stories are 'canon' within my universe.
Warning: This one is the bad guys having their fun, so give it a miss if that is not your thing. If you prefer a happier outcome, that story is called "The Good Master".
All characters in this story are 18 or over, as established within the story.
Jacob's 'Bring a Slut' Party
Jacob Garner looked at the six guys assembled in the living room of his flat. It was not a big place and they pretty much filled it, three sat on the sofa, two in armchairs and Tyler and he perched on stools from the kitchen. They were also filling it with noise, with each having a can of beer in hand helping to loosen their tongues. The chatter was largely about him and why he had invited them here in such a mysterious manner.
All six were friends of his. Andy and Justin he had known from school days onward. Dan and Alex he had met at university and Tyler and Zach were work colleagues of his. Some knew each other and some were meeting for the first time but, apart from being friendly with Jacob, they had a number of other things in common, which is why they were here.
The seven men in this room were all white, middle-class, more than averagely intelligent, academically inclined and in their mid-twenties. They held well-playing, technically skilled jobs. They were all interested in similar things, notably sci-fi and computer gaming. They would all have happily embraced the descriptions of "geek" or "nerd", regarding them as a badge of honour. But they all also knew what it was like to have another title bestowed on them, especially by the 'popular' girls at school and university, that of "loser".
This is not to say they were all 20-something virgins, although Jacob suspected that Justin was. Andy and Zach had current steady girlfriends and most dated reasonably regularly. But Jacob knew from conversation with them over the years that they shared a common view that women deserved to be taken down a peg or two and taught their proper place in the world. That was the reason why he had invited these six and no others. What he intended to show them and proposed to do, required like-minded individuals who could keep a secret. And it was time to begin the show.
"Gentlemen," Jacob began, immediately getting everyone's attention, "you are doubtless wondering why I have invited you here tonight. I have a proposal to make, which must be a secret between us. But before I make it, I wish to give a small demonstration." Jacob raised his voice, "Lauren, come here."
Through the door that led to the two bedrooms and the bathroom came a young woman, around 5'5"in height and aged perhaps 22 or 23. She was pretty in a cute, 'girl next door' kind of way, with light brown hair that fell to shoulder length, and dark blue eyes. The men were also able to assess that she had a hot body, slim but curved in all the right places, with shapely legs, rounded breasts and small but prominent nipples.
They could make such as assessment because the girl was almost naked. She wore a travesty of a maid's uniform, comprising a filly maid's hat in her hair, a tiny skirt with frilly apron, black hold up stockings and dark pumps. She was also wearing a leather collar with rings attached but seemed to have neglected to put on either bra or panties.
"Say hello to Lauren, guys. Lauren is my sex-slave," Jacob said smugly. At this announcement something like pandemonium broke out. The general consensus was that Jacob was full of crap and he needed to stop playing stupid jokes.
"I see. You don't believe me. Very well, let's ask Lauren. Lauren, what am I to you?" Jacob asked.
"You are my Master." She had a pleasant voice, and sounded content.
"And how would you describe yourself?"
"I am your slave, Master. Your slut, your whore, your bitch, your fuck-toy, your cum-dump, your sex-doll, your..."
"Ok stop, that's enough. Let's demonstrate your obedience. Lauren, get down on all fours and bark like a dog." The girl did just that, treating those lucky enough to be behind her to a magnificent view of her firm rounded buttocks and shaved pussy.
"Wait a minute," said Zach, who had finally managed to divert his eyes from Lauren's tits long enough to properly look at her face, "I recognise her. Doesn't she work in accounts?"
"Yep, that's where we met, at work," said Jacob. "We went on a couple of dates, I invited back here for a coffee and now she's my sex-slave. You know how it is."
"What the fuck... How Jacob?" Zach gasped in amazement.
Jacob was laughing at the stunned amazement all around him, but ignored it for the moment. Instead he spoke to Lauren again. "Stop that noise, slut. Now stand up and get on with your maid duties. Get me and my friends another beer each."
As the girl hurried off to the kitchen, Jacob addressed his friends. "I know what you're thinking and no, none of you gets to fuck her, not tonight at least. But feel free to grope her bum, pussy or tits if you like when she's serving you. She won't object. And to answer Zach's question..."
Jacob picked up a bag at his feet and one at a time produced three items from it, which he placed on the small coffee table at the centre of the room. Two were bottles containing what looked like water; one was almost empty, the other full. The third item was a device of some sort, vaguely resembling a hand-held pocket torch.
"I recognise that," said Andy, "Lynda hates dogs and she has this ultrasonic thing that scares them." Lynda was Andy's girlfriend, which wasn't stopping him cupping Lauren's tight bottom cheeks with his hand as she served him a beer.
