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Too late
. The thought went through Lisa's mind as she leaned back in Constance's arms, pressed against her big breasts.
It was too late to run. Too late to change her mind.
Had she been brainwashed? No. But she had been seduced. Her tormentors might be even more skilled in seduction than in mind control.
She had watched Jason, this living god, pounding his beautiful, long cock into Deborah as she melted under him and wished it was her moaning and sobbing and begging.
All the while, Demona, who was much more of a mad scientist than a physician, filled syringes with chemicals in a rainbow of colors.
Sugar stared into Lisa's eyes, hands clasping hers tight and warm. She was in the hands of a monster, she knew this, but the monster was dulling the pain with her psychic powers.
However, while there was no pain, there was still a four inch needle sliding deep into her buttocks and the pressure of those alien chemicals flooding her muscles.
"Stop, please," Lisa whined. "I don't... I changed my mind."
Sugar squeezed her hands. "We're past that now, darling. We've all been through this in one form or other. You're going to have a beautiful ass when she's done - firm and high and heart shaped. People will drool when they look at you."
"Let me go," Lisa sobbed as a second needle filled the other buttock.
Sugar kissed her. "Shh. Does it hurt?"
"No. I'm afraid..."
"Soon, you won't be afraid. You'll be inspiring fear."
She felt her ass cheeks being parted. "No! What's she doing?"
"Let me concentrate. You don't want to feel this," Sugar breathed and closed her eyes.
Oh, God, no!
She felt the pressure of a needle sliding deep inside her little pucker, and then something was flowing into her. "Not there! No..."
Constance kissed her neck. "Relax. Remember, we read your mind. We know how you masturbate, Lisa."
Shame, burning shame, as she remembered so many nights when simply rubbing her clit wouldn't satisfy her. She had started out with tender caresses on her anus, but that hadn't been enough. It was so dirty, so wrong. It hadn't felt natural.
And, that's why she craved it! How many times had she brought herself to a powerful orgasm with one hand rubbing her clit and three fingers of the other hand stretching her pucker wide?
She was a whore. A nasty whore, and these monsters knew it.
Sugar opened her eyes after the needle slid out. She smiled.
There was a twinge of pain as Sugar stopped blocking it.
What followed was not pain at all! Demona was gently massaging her anus with two fingers.
"How's that, honey?" Demona asked as she kept up the rhythmic motion.
"Oh! Oh! What? It's not supposed to feel like... Gaah!" Her body spasmed as she came.
How had they made her asshole feel just like a second clit?!
"Good girl," Demona whispered. "Whole new toy box, huh?"
Lisa couldn't speak. Her body was still clenching, her anus still trying to draw in Demona's fingers.
On the floor, Deborah was lost, her head rolling back and forth on the floor. "Fuck! Fuck!" she whispered over and over.
Jason showed no sign of tiring. He looked up at Katy, the tall brunette. "You. Come here."
Katy ran to them.
"Feed her your pussy," Jason said.
"No, I don't want to," Katy cringed.
Jason's eyes narrowed.
Katy jerked like she had been electrocuted. Without another word, she squatted over Deborah's face.
The blonde opened her eyes. "No, I don't want her."
"Quiet. Do as you're told," Jason growled.
Katy lowered her pussy to Deborah's waiting tongue. She sucked in breath as the blonde began eating her out.
Jason grabbed Katy's black hair and shoved her head down. "Sixty-nine her while I fuck her."
Katy licked gently, drawing a moan from Deborah. This sound seemed to embolden Katy, who sucked the blonde's fat clit into her hungry mouth.
Jason laughed as the former rivals writhed and moaned under him.
Lisa was so wrapped up in the live porn show, she didn't notice that Demona was aiming a needle at a new sensitive spot.
"Fuck!" A small needle went deep in her clit.
"Relax, babe. This one's going to make up for all the pain so far."
"You can do this," Sugar whispered.
She was on fire! Her clit felt as big as a grape. She came hard, moaning and dripping onto the floor.
"See what I mean?" Demona laughed.
"Unnh, oh... what... what did you do?"
"Increased the sensitivity about ten fold. It'll take some getting used to."
Demona picked up a strange looking device. It was about the size of a cell phone, there was a small screen and a tube loaded with a hypodermic.
The metal was cold as Demona rubbed it up her abdomen.
"What... is that?" Lisa whined.
"Be brave, Lisa," Sugar whispered, her eyes closed in concentration.
"You don't need ovaries anymore, honey. We have other uses for them. This little device has an ultrasound to help me find them."
"What!?"
"There we go. Found it."
Lisa felt the needle touch her skin as the syringe moved in its tube. It went in deep.
Lisa passed out.
***
"Going to cum," Jason groaned. He pushed in as deep as he could in the well fucked blonde's cunt and let loose.
She went stiff as his cum caused changes throughout her body.
He sighed as his spunk filled the little blonde, and then he pulled out his dick and shoved it down brunette Katy's throat.
He smiled watching his cock slide between her red painted lips, and laughed as he pumped her mouth and throat full.
Her eyes grew wide as his magic cum made her his devoted slut.
This was heaven! Any woman he wanted, anytime he wanted. He pulled the brunette off his dick and rolled her onto her back.
She was still swallowing.
He grabbed Deborah and rolled her into Katy's arms. He willed them to kiss, and they did - whatever animosity they had between them was gone now that he owned them.
Demona winked at him as she picked up her branding box. She knelt between the girls' thighs. The blue light flashed and the brands sizzled.
Jason stood up and smiled at the last whore.
The petite, pink haired girl was about to become his next cock sleeve.
His dick rose at the thought. He was in a manic haze of lust.
He grabbed the punk girl and lifted her high in the air.
She spread her legs and straddled his shoulders as he licked her shaved cunt.
Brenda was studded with piercings, and it was a turn on.
She moaned and gyrated on his shoulders.
He spun her around and turned her upside down.
She obediently sucked his dick as he tongue fucked her cunt.
The witches were laughing. "Such a good choice," the big one, Sugar said.
"I wish I could keep him," Constance said.
Jason put the pink haired girl on her hands and knees. He lined up his cock with her pierced cunt and went as deep as he could. She was tight and shallow - only seven inches in he was bumping her cervix.
The other girl he wanted was lying on her back surrounded by the witches and Demona.
"Give me the skinny one," Jason growled as he fought to stretch Brenda.
"Lisa? Not yet, she'll be ready soon," Sugar said.
"You sure you want them that big?" Demona asked as she hovered over the skinny girl's small tits.
"G cups, just like me," Sugar replied. "She has the IQ to handle the effects and still be a genius."
"I said, I want the skinny whore!" Jason repeated.
Sugar didn't even look at him. "Quiet, boy. The adults are talking."
He yanked his dick out of the petite slut and grabbed Sugar's arm.
An instant later, he was eight feet in the air with Sugar's hand clamped on his throat.
Sugar smiled up at him. "I'm going to put this down to too many hormones. But, if you ever lay a hand on me again without an invitation? I will rip you in two. We made you strong, powerful, and sexy as fuck, but White Witches can fuck you up. You're like a kitten in my hands." She grabbed his heavy balls with her free hand and squeezed.
He would have cried out if he could have breathed. He mouthed the word, 'Sorry', over and over again. He felt the room going dark.
Sugar smiled. "Good boy." She dropped him to the floor.
Jason coughed and sputtered. "Sorry... Sugar... I don't know what made me... I've never been angry like that... So sorry."
Sugar knelt beside him. "It's the hormones. You'll adapt." She stroked his face. "Breathe. That's it. You have to control your temper, pretty boy. You're very dangerous, and you must master yourself."
"I'm sorry, Sugar. You've done so much for me, all of you." He felt tears burning in his eyes.
Sugar kissed his cheek. "No harm done."
She helped him to his feet. "So, do you like Lisa?"
Jason looked at the bookish college girl lying unconscious on the floor. Only, now she wasn't so bookish. She had a beautiful, full ass and her legs had grown by several inches. All her body hair was gone, and her pussy looked slick and wet.
Her breasts were growing larger before his eyes.
Demona frowned. "Sugar, she doesn't have the back muscles for these funbags she's growing."
Sugar absently stroked Jason's cock. "We'll get her one of those support bras till she develops the right muscles. I had to wear one, so did Gwen - especially Gwen."
Sugar wrapped her arms around the boy's neck. "Do you like fucking those mindless tramps?" She nodded toward Brenda who was still moaning and dripping on the floor.
"Of course."
"In a few days, you won't. They'll be just like masturbating. Do you know why we are so happy, Jason?" Sugar asked.
Jason shook his head.
"It's not the brainless bimbos - oh, they're fun to make, fun to play with sometimes. We get a thrill from bending them to our will. You feel that too, don't you?"
"Yes."
"What makes us happy is each other. I love Demona and now Constance."
They both smiled at her.
"Love, Jason. Without that, life is just masturbation." She pointed at Lisa. "She's love, Jason. She's going to be with you to keep you from getting drunk on your own power. You won't bend her to your will. She's going to become your world."
"I don't even know her."
"You will. Now go fuck that pink haired slut's brains out."
Jason smiled and knelt behind Brenda. She was practically twerking her little ass trying to get his attention.
Control
, he thought. Was he just going to be a mindless fucking machine? He leaned forward and kissed the back of Brenda's neck. "Shh, easy, sweetheart." He eased his cock into the overheated girl. He gripped her waist and began pumping slowly.
Brenda was moaning. She laid her face on the floor, arching her back even more.
"That's right, Brenda. Let me take you as deep as I can."
***
"Time for the White Witch juice," Demona said as she pulled a bottle of liquid from her bag.
