Overnight Shift

***** Night Two *****

*Click*

Karissa snapped another pic and smiled in satisfaction. This was so much fun! Why hadn't she opened an OnlyFans account sooner? Her account - TargetSlut - was less than a day old, but already had tons of subscribers. She even recognized a few of the screen names as some that Josh's friends use on other social media.

She was standing in front of her bathroom mirror, one hand holding her tiny Target work shirt up, while the other took pictures of her bare breasts. She needed a couple of her ass too... She pulled her shorts down and bent over, mooning the mirror while holding the phone behind her.

*ClickClick*

Hmm...what should she name this photoset?

'Getting Ready For Work'

Perfect! She glanced at her masturbation video - it already had 2,000 views! She didn't think the new photoset would get nearly that many, but showing off her body still sent a surge of happiness through her. Maybe another video would be nice too....

She sat her phone down on the top of the toilet, making sure it was at a good angle to record her play session. She pulled her shorts all the way off. They felt a tiny bit sticky. She held them up to her nose - they were a little stinky too, but she liked the smell.

She stood in front of the mirror again and hit record on her phone. She knew she had to leave for work, but this was too much fun! Matt wouldn't mind if she came in a little late, he was such a good guy. Maybe she'd send him a link, show him what she had been up to. It was hard to be mad at a girl who sent you a masturbation video of herself.

The thought of her boss seeing her naked sent a shiver of excitement through her. She bit her lip and began to softly squeeze one of her tits, holding it up slightly so she could lick it.

"Mhmm!"

She moaned quietly, not wanting to disturb her roommate. But it was hard; she wanted to be loud. She wanted to start moaning her boss's name while she played with herself.

Her hand released her breast, and she propped one leg on the sink. She ran her hand down her abdomen for a moment before stopping it between her legs. She began rubbing urgently, not wanting to waste anymore time. Her fingers felt nice against her clit, but she wanted someone to fuck her so badly...

"Mhmm. Maa...."

*BANGBANG*

The knock on the bathroom door was so loud and so unexpected that Karissa jumped a half foot in the air - which felt weird with her fingers still inside of her.

"April?" Karissa called out worriedly. "Is that you? What's wrong?"

"ITS NOT APRIL! OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR!!"

"Josh...?" She hurriedly pulled on her sticky shorts and pulled her shirt down before opening the door. Josh's normally handsome face was twisted in rage, and she wondered if letting him in had been a good idea after all. He was tall with black hair and brown eyes, and he was very good looking, but right now he looked like a monster.

"Baby, what's wrong?"

"WHAT'S WRONG?!" Josh shoved his phone screen in her face. It was opened on her OnlyFans page.

"YOU SENT LINKS TO THIS GARBAGE TO ALL MY FRIENDS AND FAMILY! THAT'S WHAT'S FUCKING WRONG!"

The yelling was really beginning to get on Karissa's nerves. Who did he think he was? And was he calling her body 'garbage?'

"So?" She said with a nonchalant smile.

Her calm attitude seemed to unnerve him. He stuttered for a second as he spoke. "S...so? How could you do that to me? W...what the fuck is wrong with you?!"

"I haven't done anything to you! The OnlyFans page makes me feel good about myself. That's all."

"THAT'S ALL?!" He was back to screaming. "Showing the world what a fucking whore you are makes you feel good about yourself? THAT'S ALL??"

He slowly raised his hand as if he was about to slap her, and she gasped. She had never been hit by a boy before, and she didn't want to experience it now. Josh had never been physically violent with her before, and he had never raised his voice to her like this. It was beginning to scare her, but it also made her angry. Before he could finish raising his palm, she moved as close to him as possible and kneed him hard in the nuts. He went down to his knees, holding his crotch and moaning in pain. She wanted to kick him too, but her best friend/roommate did that for her.

April was standing by the doorway, a pistol in one hand and a phone in the other. She kicked Josh in the head, knocking him hard onto his back. Then she pointed the pistol at him and spoke in a calm but angry voice.

"Get the fuck out right now you piece of shit, or I will put a bullet in your tiny brain!"

Matt had a look of terrified agony on his face, but he got up quickly and ran to the front door.

"THIS ISN'T OVER! YOU'RE BOTH SLUTS, AND YOU'LL BE SORRY!"

April began walking towards him with the pistol steadily pointed at his head, so he slammed the door behind him. Karissa could hear his footsteps running down the porch stairs as he sobbed. She knew she should be terrified, but it made her laugh. And April knocking him on his butt and chasing him away...well, it turned her on a little.

She pushed the thought away. Everything was turning her on lately.

April, as always, was a badass. She was 6 feet tall, with long red hair, green eyes the color of the rain forest, and a fit body that she spent two hours a day perfecting. She looked a lot like that comic book character, Red Sonja. She even owned a cosplay chainmail bikini that she wore for Halloween last year. But with or without the chainmail bikini, she acted like a warrior queen. She taught self defense classes to other college girls for free in her spare time - it's where Karissa had learned that knee-to-nuts move - and she regularly went to the firing range with her ex-marine father. She was the best friend that a girl could ask for.

Karissa and April had a friendship that spanned a decade. They first met when they were 8, when April and her father moved across the street. Karissa was delicate and beautiful, always playing with dolls or dressing up. April was tomboyish and tough, always going on adventures. But also lonely and sad after losing her mother in a car accident. The two girls were complete opposites, and yet their personalities meshed so well together that they were instant best friends.

When April came out as a lesbian in 9th grade, Karissa was the first person she told - though of course Karissa already knew before April really did. And when Karissa's little brother died from Leukemia, it was April she turned to for comfort. The two girls were sisters in every way that mattered. Boys and girls came and went. Family was always nice, except for when they weren't. But best friends were like soulmates, and Karissa valued their friendship/sisterhood more than anything else in her life.

April carefully put the pistol in the lockbox she had taken it from, then rushed to Karissa, wrapping her in a hug.

"Kar... Are you okay? Did he hurt you?" April asked.

The concerned frown on her face and the worry in her voice made Karissa want to cry.

"I'm fine...thanks to you! He's an asshole though. I wish I had known he was so violent a year ago, I never would have dated him."

"I know." April replied, "That was crazy! Come on, let's sit down for a minute. Do you want to call the cops?"

They walked to the couch and sat down. Karissa held her friend's hand tightly. She didn't feel safe without it.

"No, no cops." Karissa said with a sigh. "I got some of it on video and some on audio, my camera was on. If he so much as texts me again, I'll go to campus police."

"Okay." April looked thoughtful and worried. "But is it alright if I tell the girls in my Defense Against Dumb Men class about some of this? Guys like that always try to rebound."

Karissa giggled at the name they had given April's defense class. It had started out as a jokey Harry Potter reference, but every other girl in class took it seriously. She could see why now...men could be so dumb.

"I don't mind," Karissa said. She was friends with every girl in the class anyway. "Could you just tell them we broke up and he tried to get physical?"

"You got it, babe." April looked thoughtful, and paused before speaking again.

"Kar, there's no excuse for what he did... But I don't understand this OnlyFans thing either. What are you thinking? Posting nudes online? TargerSlut? It's not like you... It took me months just to talk you into kissing a boy for the first time back in middle school. You didn't even sleep with Josh until 3 months into the relationship. And now this..."

Karissa tried to repress the annoyance she felt at the comments. Of course it was like her, why else would she be doing it??

"It's just a page! A lot of girls do it, and I really need the money. My parents still think I wasted my freshman year, so I need to pay for as much of this year as possible. Plus...I dunno....it makes me feel good about myself, April! I've been depressed for weeks. Everything has been terrible lately. But this...it's nice!"

April sighed and squeezed Karissa's hand. "Okay girlie... I wish you had talked about the money part with me first. I can cover more of our rent. We're in this together, you know? We're always in everything together."

Karissa's annoyance vanished, and she pulled April into another hug. Her friend...her sister...was right. Why had she been acting so weird? This OnlyFans thing was ridiculous. She should stop.

"Thank you, April. I know, you're right. I'm... I'm sorry."

"Babe...it's okay! At least you found out what a pathetic, sexist asshole Josh is! It was worth it so we could take out the trash."

Karissa giggled, squeezed her friend tighter, then spoke. "So the OnlyFans thing....I still like it a little."

April backed out of the hug and sighed. "It's your body, babe. But that stuff....it'll be online forever now. I just want you to be careful. You could completely turn into 'TargerSlut' just from how people start to treat you. Or you could like it so much that you go overboard. You have to ask yourself if that's who you want to be..."

Karissa considered. She wasn't sure who she wanted to be anymore. Everything she had tried to be - a good student, a loyal daughter, a loving girlfriend - had fallen apart last term.

"I'll be careful. And I'll think about what you said, I promise." Karissa stood up. "I have to go to work. Will you be okay here alone?"

April stood with her, still holding her hand. She looked worried. "I'll be fine...I'll sleep with the gun under my pillow. Are you sure you want to go, though?"

Matt's smiling face flashed through Karissa's mind, and she remembered their standing lunch date. She couldn't wait to see him again. She wasn't sure if the gun comment was serious, but she knew April would be okay. She was always okay.

"I'll be fine too. I promise."

*****===****===*****==******

The extreme horniness was coming back, and Karissa's shorts felt soaked. She pulled at the hem of the clothing, hoping to loosen the tightness around her thighs a little. Instead, the feel of the materiel moving against her pussy sent a wave of pleasure through her. She leaned against her shopping cart and moaned softly.

"Ahmmmmm!"

Not here! She was so sensitive down there... Why did she have to feel this horny at work? She had masturbated 3 times earlier - before that visit from her now ex-boyfriend - and it still hadn't been enough! The hours at Target were dragging by, and her shorts were getting wetter by the minute. She had to stand close to her shopping cart constantly so that no one noticed.

"I'm just going to buy new clothes after lunch...."

Lunch! She was supposed to meet her boss for lunch again, maybe that would calm her down.

"Or maybe Matt will fuck me." The thought was immediately followed by feelings of shame. She barely knew him. She wasn't the type of girl to sleep with someone she didn't know. She wasn't even really the type of girl to sleep with someone she did know - she needed deep feelings for intimacy. Usually anyway.

But then again, she thought she knew Josh after a year of dating, and look how that turned out.

"Team member Karissa, go to 4."

Karissa picked up her walkie and switched channels "I'm on line 4."

"Hey," ETL Matt said, "Are you ready for lunch? I'm in the leadership office if you want to meet me."

"Okay! I'm on my way!" Karissa flushed with embarrassment. She hadn't meant to sound so excited. But she really was excited...in more ways than she wanted to think about. She nearly sprinted to the leadership office, abandoning her cart behind her. She entered the door code quickly and found her boss sitting behind his desk, a friendly smile on his face.

"Good," Matt said eagerly. "You're here. Take off your clothes."

Karissa began to strip in the same way that she had the night before. And she knew it was identical because the memories came rushing back all at once: Matt controlling her like a puppet, explaining that he was replacing her personality, forcing her to give him a blowjob while that creepy device inflicted pain in her mind.

As she sat her clothes and phone on his desk, she could feel a tear rolling down her cheek. It must have looked strange combined with the uncontrollable smile she wore, because Matt gawked at her and laughed.

"You're remembering all the fun we had yesterday, I see." Matt said in a smug voice. "Did you fill your new OnlyFans page with content, like I told you to?"

"Yes."

"Good. How did your boyfriend react?"

"He tried to attack me. April stopped him." Karissa's voice sounded like an emotionless drone.

"April your roommate? Is she the hot redhead in this picture with you?" Matt held up Karissa's phone, opened on a picture of the two girls at their graduation ceremony.

"Yes."

Matt wolfwhistled and smiled. "Fuuuuck, she's sexy! It's too bad I'm short on time, or I'd play with her too. I'll bet she gives better blowjobs than you, huh slave?"

"She's a lesbian." Karissa unwillingly retorted.

Matt looked annoyed. "Every girl loves a dick shoved down her throat. Maybe I'll pay her a visit after all, just so I can prove that to you. Maybe we can even bring her along when we leave for DC in a few days."

Fear gripped Karissa's heart, both for her friend and herself. Leaving....? That's right, he was going to DC to work with his uncle. He was apparently planning on kidnapping her! She tried to scream a denial of what would happen, but the smile was frozen on her face, unmoving.

Matt continued to scroll through her phone, looking like a kid playing a videogame.

"Let's see what else you've been up to." He said. "Texting your parents... Wait...you call your dad "daddy?"

She could feel her face flushing. He made it sound so filthy when he said it.

"Yes." She answered.

Matt only laughed in reply and shook his head. "What's his first name?"

"Phil."

"Well that's almost as dumb as daddy." Matt said with another chuckle. "But that's what you'll call him for now on. I'M your Daddy. In fact, that's what you'll call ME for now on. Understand?"

"Yes, Daddy." Karissa droned.

"Good girl." Matt said "I want you to go visit your parents tomorrow, or show up when they're not home if you can. See if you can get into their computers and access their bank accounts, then transfer all of their money to your account. Got it, slut?"

"Yes, Daddy."

"Good. After you steal their bank account money, steal any valuables they have laying around, then dump it all in a dumpster behind a restaurant. Okay, whore?"

"Okay, Daddy."

"Gooood! See? You were born for this! If you didn't belong to me, your life would be meaningless. Don't you agree, slave?"

"Yes, Daddy!"

"Now, is there anything you'd like to say? I'll give you 3 seconds to speak freely...go!"

"Please fuck me!"

Karissa would cover her face in her hands if she could.... Waves of shame and humiliation swept through her mind. She hadn't meant to say that....except she had. Every time he called her a slut or slave or told her she was worthless, waves of pure ecstasy swept through her body. Her mind was ashamed, but her body was so turned on that she could barely stand it. She would do anything to have his cock inside her right now, and she hated herself for it.

"Well, since you asked! Bend over the desk."

Karissa walked to the desk and bent over, her tits pressing hard against a pen and a notepad under her. She realized that she was panting in excitement. She tried to stop it, tried to slow her breathing. But she couldn't even control that.

"I really do belong to him..." The thought made her mind despair and her body feel even hornier.

Matt pulled her head up by her hair and pressed the mind control goggles against her face, pushing the earbuds in her ears. The staticy images from the lenses and soft instructions in her own voice from the earbuds began immediately, and Karissa lost control of her mind too. She began to softly whisper in sync with her fake voice.

"Matt is my god. I am a worthless slut, barely worthy of his cock."

Matt released her hair, letting her head fall hard on the desk. She could feel him stand up and walk behind her. He slapped her hard on her ass, then began to explore her pussy with his fingers. She moaned between whispers.

"Matt is my owner, I am but a lowly fuck toy...Ahmmmmm!!.....and I'm a filthy slu...ahhhhhh!!!"

Matt entered her, and he wasn't gentle. He pounded her hard, harder than she had ever been fucked by anyone before. She lost sync with the voice completely. She still heard it whispering in her ear, and she desperately wanted to whisper in sync with it again. But all she could do was gasp and moan. She gave in to the voice in her ear and started to agree with it. She really was a worthless whore that was only good for fucking. After her mind gave in, it was easy to enjoy the pounding that Matt was giving her. Her whimpers changed to loud moans of pleasure.

He slapped her ass again when he was done, chuckling at the half-moan/half-whimpering sound she made. He didn't slap her once, but over and over again. Her sync with the voice and images returned completely, but sometimes the ass slaps would pull her out of the sync, and a wave of dizziness would overtake her mind. After what must have been a half hour of spankings, he fucked her again.

Matt finally finished, slapping her one final time for good measure. He ripped the goggles from her head, and the shock of being pulled from the mind control device so roughly sent waves of pain through her mind. When he instructed her to stand she thought she would fall over. But her body seemed to ignore the pain, even as her mind continued to scream.

She stood still in front of him, his cum dripping slowly down her thigh and her face paralyzed in a ecstatic smile. Matt grabbed her work t-shirt from the desk and wiped his dick off with it, then tossed it and the rest of her belongs on the floor in front of her.

"One more thing." He said, reaching into a paper bag sitting beside the desk. He pulled out a pair of pink panties and held them up for her to see. They were very lacy and very see through, except for a small oval object embedded in the crouch.

"I noticed that your shorts were getting pretty soaked with all your pussy juices, so I bought you these."

He smiled and showed her the oval part. "This is a WiFi enabled vibrator. You're going to wear these panties all the time, no washing them or changing them. And you're going to post instructions on how to activate them on your OnlyFans. Understood?"

"Yes, Daddy!"

"Good. I want all of your subscribers to be able to play with you. Get dressed and sit down, bitch. Lunch is almost over."

Karissa obediently dressed and sat in the chair, while Matt sat opposite her. She hoped he would give her another chance to speak, so she could tell him what an evil asshole he is.