I want to thank everyone for their overwhelming positive feedback to the first chapter of my story and I also wanted to apologize for the amount of time it has taken me to post this chapter. Here's hoping you enjoy the second part just as much as the first.
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An incredible sensation lifted Bobby out of his slumber, and his eyes fluttered open. He was enamored with the sight of his beloved Alexis, his new slave, worshipping his erect dick with her tongue. She was licking its entire length, sucking his balls, and swallowing his entire member with a level of gusto she had never shown before in the time he had known her…except for yesterday. Because yesterday was the day his life had changed. Due to some very strange circumstances, Bobby now had in his possession an item with unlimited power; it was a pen with the peculiar ability to control minds. When used in conjunction with an equally mysterious canister of black ink, the pen could be used to write messages that the reader must obey, no matter the content. The first person he had tested this extraordinary gift on was his beautiful bitch of a girlfriend, Alexis. He had changed her mood from truculent and bitter to joyful and admiring with a simple stroke of the pen, and then he had succeeded in making her follow any verbal command he was to give her, effectively changing her from kind, kinky girlfriend to slutty slave in no time flat.
Alexis looked up at her new master with those beautiful brown eyes that had come alive the day before, as she continued to work his morning wood into her mouth with a heated passion. Her enthusiastic ministrations were sending him closer and closer to the edge. She stopped sucking for a moment and lightly licked the tip of his dick while smiling sexily at him. Bobby moaned loudly as his orgasm quickly approached. She locked her lips back around the head and began to fondle his nuts and the rest of his shaft. Her technique was too good for him to withstand for long. As her tongue lashed around the cock head that was thrust inside her mouth, he erupted. His hips jerked up from the bed as blissful stars lit his vision. Alexis swallowed every remaining drop of his seed before licking clean his spasming member, then finished it off with a light kiss to the head.
"Good morning," she finally said, her voice as light and joyful as it had been yesterday. Bobby swallowed hard.
"Yes, it is."
Alexis slithered up the side of his body and came to lay her head to rest on his chest. She rubbed one hand over his slightly-hairy chest and the other played with his hair as her naked body coiled itself around his. The sheets and covers were tousled and barely remained on the bed from the previous evening's activities.
"Breakfast is almost ready," she said with a voice that sounded as if it could break off into unending giggles at any moment. He looked down at her, pleasantly surprised. As if on cue, he started to smell the delicious aromas of cooking bacon and eggs wafting in from the door, and immediately realized how starved he was. Either all of last night's events had taken more out of him than he thought, or the pen and its miracle ink had sapped his stamina and energy reserves immensely. With that thought, Bobby glanced over at the nightstand beside her bed, at the fountain pen and the strange ink canister that sat atop it. He made a small note to himself then, not to use the pen more than twice a day. Who knew what would happen if it were used more than that?
"What is it? Do you want to write me another message?" She must have seen him looking at the mystical items. She leaned up from her position on his chest to look him directly in the eyes, still smiling beautifully. "Do you want to command me to do something else?"
"Maybe later," he responded. "I was actually thinking about using it on someone new today." Her smiled started to fade a little. Bobby only smiled big. "I wouldn't worry about it if I were you. You want me to use the pen and ink on however many women I want, because that makes me happy. Isn't that right?" Her smile returned, bright as ever.
"Of course," she agreed, leaning in to kiss him on the lips. The small kiss soon evolved into a deep, heated one. Their lips mashed tightly together, their tongues tangled within, her body pressed tightly to his, her tits pressed hard to his chest. Finally, she broke the passionate kiss and slunk out of bed. "I've got to finish up with the food." Without bothering to get dressed, she walked toward the doorway that led out to the rest of the apartment. She stopped and turned to say, "After all, you're going to need all the energy you can get if you're going to fuck a bunch of girls today." The comment was made in all seriousness, as she continued to smile peaceably. Then she was out the door to tend to the food.
Bobby still found this whole situation hard to believe. It was all so surreal. He pulled himself up out of the bed and stretched his aching body in the morning light that sliced through the blinds over the windows in Alexis' room. As he pulled his clothes on, he thought of all the possibilities that awaited him for the day, but he was quickly learning that that thread of thought tended to be more overwhelming than anything, so he quickly decided to just take everything in stride. Having the power of a god was almost too much for a single human to handle, especially one so young. It was Saturday, so he had pretty much all day to fuck off (literally) without any responsibilities to worry about. Then the thought occurred to him that he didn't really have to have any responsibilities for the rest of his days, probably. He would never have to work again. He could just get Alexis to give him all the money he wants, or anyone else for that matter. And if he never had to work again, what the fuck would the point of going to school be?
All of the potential for supreme leisure was starting to strain heavily on his sane mind, so Bobby managed to push those thoughts away and focus on one thing at a time. He finished dressing and sat down on the bed, finding himself staring at the pen and ink once again. His thoughts turned to who his next subject should be, and then a marvelous idea came to him. He grabbed up the godly items and left the room.
Bobby sat at the kitchen table, waiting patiently for his nude slave to finish with the breakfast. She finally placed a full plate in front of him, as well as a tall glass of orange juice. The food looked and smelled terrific. He immediately dug in, shoveling the eggs and biscuits into his mouth. He was so into it that he barely heard her say, "Be back in a jiff. I'm gonna throw a little something on." He nodded shortly and continued to eat. When she came back, she was wearing a very short pair of boxers and a tight white tank top that her nipples proudly protruded from. She sat at the table and started on her plate of food that held much lesser proportions than her master's. Bobby was finishing up his.
"Wow. You did a great job on breakfast, you little slut." Alexis looked up from her food and smiled hugely.
