Revenge of the Nerd: Bitch Sister
Nerd uses formula to make his sister his submissive slut.
Summary: Nerd uses formula to make his sister his submissive slut.
Thanks to: MAB7991, Robert, and goamz for editing this story.
Revenge of the Nerd: Bitch Sister
"I can't believe they fired me," Brandon thought to himself. Oh sure, the prototype didn't go as planned, but it wasn't his fault...he was close and he knew it.
Bitter and wanting revenge for being called "A crackpot, egocentric, and sexist," he spent the next few months on a new project...one that would get revenge on the President of the company, a bitch named Sarah Lodge, who was personally responsible for ending the funding for his project. Although she was beautiful and, rumour had it, slept and blackmailed her way to the top, she had laughed at him when he asked her out and blamed him personally for the failure of the three year project.
Having been rejected his whole life by pretty women who were ugly on the inside, he spent every waking second on his new mind control drug. It was originally intended to be used during interrogations, and made people tell the truth...but he now had other nefarious purposes in mind.
During test trials, it had seemed to work as anticipated for a brief amount of time before the individual being interrogated began randomly taking off their clothes and getting sexually aggressive.
Brandon, friends with the janitors that were always ignored by the bigwigs, had unlimited access to all the company's equipment and chemicals and continued modifying the drug with a new purpose...revenge.
Six months after he was fired, the drug was ready. The drug had been modified to change the moral fibre of a person...in reality, it shifted the decision making of the individual to the low standards they had while drunk...but with even more psychological manipulation:
-the person couldn't lie (like in that Jim Carrey movie 'Liar Liar')
-the person's body would feel the need to obey even though their conscious mind would argue against such obedience
-the person's sexual libido would increase substantially, the part he had really formulated, as part of his master plan to get revenge on not only that bitch Sarah, but others who have treated him poorly over the years.
-the individual would feel constricted by the clothes they were wearing and want to be naked
-he had also played with the formula to create what he believed would be potentially permanent impacts on the person infected (the original drug only lasted an hour). This was the one thing he was still very unsure of: it could last a few hours, days, weeks or maybe forever.
Now back at home, having lost everything when he was fired, he lived with his mother and eighteen year old bitch sister, Carrie, who mocked him profusely for being such a pathetic loser. While he got the brains, she got the looks. She was a cheerleader and, like most stereotypical cheerleaders was a bitch to anyone who didn't fit into her social clique. Deciding he should do a test of the drug before going after Sarah and the corporation that fired him, He decided to test the drug on his bitch sister.
That night, (well, morning since it was a little after seven, but having worked nights so long his days were all messed up) while she was asleep, he went into her room, and sprayed the drug onto her face. Looking at her asleep, she really was beautiful. A brief moment of guilt hit him as he realized the potential consequences he had just inflicted on his own flesh and blood. Yet, the deed already done, it was a little too late for second guessing. With his mom already at work, she worked the morning shift as a nurse at the hospital, he had a few hours to test his drug and, if his theory was right, recondition his sister.
After about a minute, she coughed, the scent strong, and she sat up and screamed when she saw that her brother was staring at her. "What the hell, Brandon?"
"Good morning, sis," he smiled, her large breasts barely held in by her purple nightie.
"Get the fuck out of here, you pervert," she snapped, pissed at his arrogance.
"I was just giving you your new wake up call," he ominously said.
"What's that mean?" she questioned, glaring at him and yet still not totally awake.
"It means that it is time to put you in your place," he said, looking forward to doing just that.
"Fuck off, you unemployed loser," she shot back, mean shots coming natural to her.
"And you're a bimbo bitch," he shot right back. "And I figure that is both figuratively and literally true."
"Ohhh, my smart brother can use big words," she sarcastically said. "How has that worked out for you?"
Eager to test his theory, his cock stiffening in his pants at the potential, he ordered, "Show me your tits, baby sister."
"As if," she scoffed. "I knew you were a fucking virgin, but this is pathetic."
He smiled, knowing she would spit venom at him, just like he knew Sarah would when he went after her, yet as anticipated, even as she talked, she unknowingly lifted up her nightie. "They're as nice as I imagined they would be," he said, looking at her large, firm tits.
She looked down and gasped as she realized she had taken off her nightie. "What the hell?" She said, bewildered.
"Cup those big melons for me," he ordered, enjoying the confused look on her face.
"Get out of my room," she demanded, her words venom, even as she again obeyed her brother's words, cupping her voluptuous tits.
"Okay." he agreed giddy that the product of his long years of research work was working exactly as anticipated so far. He went directly to the kitchen, grabbed a cucumber, and returned unannounced to his sister, who was still cupping her breasts, incapable of pulling her hands away.
"What did you do to me?" She asked, clearly frustrated that she couldn't stop cupping her breasts.
"Just modified your tiny brain," he shrugged, "which was ridiculously easy."
"I'm going to fucking kill you!" she threatened, her face red with anger.
"Actually, you are going to fuck yourself with this cucumber," he ordered, tossing it onto the bed.
"I will not," she defiantly replied, even as she grabbed the cucumber.
"Actually, why don't you give your new green friend a nice blow job first," he instructed instead as he pulled out his cell phone to film her.
"What is wrong with yo..." She questioned, before the cucumber muffled her question. She sucked on it slowly, her eyes big with shock and anger.
He filmed her sucking the cucumber with great amusement. After a couple of minutes, he said, "It looks like you have a fair amount of experience."
She glared daggers at him.
"Now fuck yourself with your new toy," he ordered.
Taking the cucumber out of her mouth, she continued her verbal assault, "You're so pathetic Brandon. You can't get a girl so you get yourself off by watching your sister."
"Oh, you are partially right. But this isn't about getting me off, this is about revenge," he revealed.
"Revenge?" She asked, as she mindlessly pulled down her panties.
"Yes, you have been a complete bitch to me your whole life and now I am going to teach you your place," he explained.
"My place?" She questioned, as she slid the cucumber into her cunt.
"You're like a fucking parrot," he joked. "Although you're obviously such a slut that obeying your brother gets you horny."
"Fuck you," she snapped, as she pumped the cucumber in and out, frustrated that it was indeed turning her on.
"Soon," he promised, foreshadowing his end game...which had nearly arrived.
"You plan to fuck me?" She accidentally moaned, frustrated she couldn't control herself and mortified that her loser brother was in control.
"Once you beg me to," he answered, amused that the drug was obviously working perfectly.
"When hell freezes over," she snapped, still not catching onto her predicament.
"You really are one insipid slut," he accused, amused at how oblivious she was still. "I don't know how you and I are from the same DNA."
"I ask myself that question all the time," she shot back, still adorably defiant as she pumped the cucumber in and out of her cunt.
"You're so adorable with your bimbo like defiance," he shot back, wanting to piss her off even more.
"You fucking bastaaard," she moaned.
"Fuck yourself faster," he demanded. "Fill that cunt with your new fuck toy."
"Shiiiit," she cursed.
"Are you horny?" he asked, already knowing the answer.
"Yes, dammit," she frustratingly admitted, her breathing getting heavier.
"You're horny fucking yourself in front of your brother?" he clarified.
"Yes, damn you," she said, "How did you do this to me?"
"Simple chemistry," he shrugged, "you know, the class you dropped out of."
"You're such a n-n-nerd," she accused, while furiously fucking herself with the cucumber.
"Better than a bimbo slut," he countered, "who fucks herself with veggies."
"You're making me do this," she countered.
"The video looks like you're doing this all on your own," he pointed out, before asking, "Does fucking yourself with a cucumber make you feel good?"
"Yes," she admitted.
"Is it bigger than your steroid boyfriend's cock?" he asked.
"Yes," she admitted, before adding, "he is going to rip you to pieces when he finds out what you have done."
"I'll probably make him a cocksucker," he shrugged, the idea suddenly a very appealing one. Turning a bully into a faggot was true justice.
"He'd never," she said.
"Like you'd never fuck yourself with a cucumber," he countered.
"Damn you," she weakly said, as her orgasm continued to build.
"Each stroke of the cucumber brings you more pleasure," he added to the growing number of orders.
"Oh yessss," she moaned, obviously a few pumps away from orgasm.
"But you can only come with my permission," he added, wanting to see her beg to come.
"Bullshit," she shot back, her breathing getting erratic, clearly thinking this was one rule of the mind she could break.
Knowing she couldn't lie, he asked, "What gives you more pleasure, your new cucumber cock or your boyfriend?"
"Oh God," she moaned, her look becoming more desperate.
"Which one, slut?" he asked again, wanting to humiliate her at the same time.
"The cucumber, dammit," she snapped, furiously pumping the cucumber deep into her cunt, getting frustrated because her orgasm wouldn't come.
"Do you want to come?" he asked.
"Yesssss," she whined.
"Beg, sister slut," he ordered, loving having power over her for once.
"I'm not a sluuuut," she protested.
"Says the girl fucking herself with a cucumber," he countered.
"Just let me commmme," she pleaded, sweat pouring down her face.
"Beg then," he reiterated.
"Please, may I come," she weakly begged.
"You can do better than that," he countered.
"Damn yooooou," she cursed. After a brief pause she begged, as she continued pumping her cunt, "please big brother, let your slutty sister commmmme."
"On three, slut," he said, still filming his sister's submission.
"Please, hurrrrrry," she whimpered, her breathing so erratic she thought she may pass out.
"One, two, three," he quickly counted.
"Fuuuuuuuuuuck," she screamed, loud enough to wake the neighbourhood, as she collapsed back.
His cock rock hard, he put the phone away, thrilled his formula had worked exactly as he had anticipated. He quickly got out of his jeans and underwear as she continued to quiver from the much delayed orgasm.
"Do you like sucking cock?" he asked, his almost eight inch cock standing at attention, inches from his sister's face.
She opened her eyes and was staring at his cock in awe at both its length and girth, almost double the size of her boyfriend's, which seldom satisfied her. "Oh my God, Brandon!"
"Oh my God, what?" he asked, knowing that every girl who had seen his cock up close had been shocked by its size...especially on such a scrawny nerd.
"Put that away," she said, although not turning away from it.
"Do you like sucking cock?" he repeated.
"Yes, I love it," she answered honestly, although she had never had anything this big in her mouth.
"Do you want to suck mine?" I asked.
"God, yes," she answered and then covered her mouth, frustrated that the words out of her mouth weren't the same as what she was thinking. "Why are the words I plan to say different from what are coming out if my mouth?"
"The drug takes away your bullshit filter," he shrugged. "You always tell the truth."
"Shit," she said, before adding, "that's not good."
"Do you swallow?" he asked, continuing his inquisition of his sister's slut factor.
"Sometimes, but I'd rather feel it inside me," she admitted, then cursed, "Damn you, Brandon."
"How about facials?" he continued, getting more and more amused as he watched her baffled by her answers and unable to not keep looking at his cock.
"Yuck," she answered.
"How about come on those big titties of yours?"
"Mike likes to," she admitted.
He stroked his cock and asked, "Baby sister, what are you thinking about right now?"
"Having that big snake inside me," she answered, before looking up at him and adding, "Fuck, I really can't lie."
"Nope, you always say what you really want," he explained.
"Forever?" she asked, worried about the long-term impact.
"That is still up for calculation," he answered, "although it may be."
"So I can never lie to anyone?" she asked, petrified.
"Yep," he nodded, "in essence you will have to always be nice to people."
"Ugggh," she sighed.
"You're my sister slave now," he replied.
"You really want to fuck your sister?" She asked, her face giving a look of disdain.
"Don't you want me to fuck you?" he asked.
"Yes, no, the question is confusing," she babbled, clearly overwhelmed.
"Sorry, for the double negative," he laughed. "I'll simplify it. Do you want to fuck your big brother?"
"God, yes," she admitted, her cunt wanting it, even though her brain thought it was disgusting.
"Am I bigger than your other boyfriends?" he asked.
"Way bigger," she nodded.
"Go ahead and stroke it, I know you want to," he offered.
"It's so big," she said, mesmerized by its sheer length and girth. "And hard," she added, as she grabbed it.
"All for you, my sister slut," he added.
His cock in front of her was mesmerizing, and she took it in her mouth. She swirled her tongue around the thick mushroom top.
He watched awestruck by how well the drug had worked to weaken her inhibitions and marvelling at how she was now sucking on his cock without being told. Her mouth was amazing, creating extra saliva to produce an amazing sensation unlike the few blow jobs he had had.
Backing off his cock, allowing a loud 'pop' sound to occur she asked, "Does big brother like?"
"Very much so," he nodded, loving she was doing this of her own accord, before adding, "Do you?"
"It's so big," she repeated, taking it back in her mouth.
He again smiled, knowing that she was making this decision of her own free will.
After another minute, he asked, "Does my slut sister want to get fucked?"
Her eyes went big as she took her brother's cock out of her mouth. "That would be incest," she pointed out, her hand still on his cock.
He laughed, "You just had my cock in your mouth."
"Oral isn't really sex," she countered, having sucked lots of boys, but having only had two in her pussy.
"That's ludicrous," he laughed, before asking, "So is anal sex, sex?"
"That's gross," she protested, having refused that every time it was brought up.
He smiled.
She saw his smile and begged, realizing the power he had, "Please don't make me want to have anal sex."
He shrugged, "As long as you're a good sister slave, I won't add that to your new conditioning."
Her cunt was wet and begging for attention, and she figured he wasn't bluffing about the ass threat, so she got on all fours, offering her pussy and said, "Well, what are you waiting for, big brother, make your fantasies a reality."
"Are you wanting it in the ass?" he teased, her perfect ass now staring him in the face.
"My pussy big brother, fill your sister's pussy with that big cock of yours," she offered, her tone sultry.
"I don't know," he teased, even as he got on the bed behind her, amused that she was offering her cunt without being instructed to.
"Just fuck your sister slut," she said, praying he would take her up on her offer, really wanting to feel what eight inches felt like inside her and not remotely wanting to be sodomized.
"If you insist," he smiled, as he slid his cock in her.
"Fuuuuuck," she screamed, the length and width filling her unlike any other ever had.
"You like that?" he asked, already knowing the answer, as he rested deep inside her warmth.
"God, yes," she admitted, wanting more. Without even realizing she was doing it, she began bouncing back on his cock.
"Shit, you really are an eager slut," he groaned, watching his bitch sister become his slut sister.
"You're soooo big," she moaned, bouncing on his cock, finally understanding just how good sex could be. She sucked cock to make her man happy; she got fucked because it felt all right and it made her man happy; but this was making her happy and bringing pleasure she hadn't known existed.
"Who would you rather fuck? Your boyfriend or your brother?" he asked, loving the quick transition from bitch to slut.
"You, big brotherrrrrr," she answered, her orgasm building.
"And you will be my personal cum bucket from now on?" he asked, not as a demand.
"Yessssss," she moaned, her breathing already erratic.
"And you will treat me with respect from now on, and talk me up in front of your slut friends?" he continued.
"Yessss, all my friends would love a piece of this big cock," she admitted, although she wasn't sure how to bring up such a topic.
"I'd love to bang Becky," he said. Becky was Carrie's best friend and fellow cheerleader.
"Okayyyy," she said, her orgasm so close and yet not exploding.
He kept watching his sister bounce on his cock, loving the power he had over her, partly because of the drug and partly because of his big cock. He was also amused because he knew she couldn't come until he said she could.
Realizing she couldn't come without permission, she begged, "Please let me commmmme."
"But I thought incest was wrong," he teased, quoting his sister's earlier words.
"Just let me commmmme," she begged, frustrated at not being able to.
"Come slut," he ordered, and watched as she instantly collapsed forward.
"Yessssssss, fuuuuuuuuck," she screamed, as the invisible dam broke and the most intense orgasm of her young sex life erupted through her.
He leaned forward and resumed fucking her, his own orgasm building, as she continued coming.
When he knew he wouldn't last much longer, he pulled out, stood up and ordered, "Slut, on your knees."
She quickly got off the bed and dropped to her knees as he shoved his cock in her mouth.
"From now on, you crave cum," he declared.
Instantly, she indeed craved his cum. She bobbed hungrily on his big cock.
"Tell me what you want, sister slave?"
She took his cock out of her mouth, even as she pumped it, "I want your cum in my mouth."
"Beg for it," he ordered, as he pumped his cock.
"Oh please, big brother," she begged, humiliation hitting her even as her mouth watered for her brother's cum, "Fill your sister's mouth with your cum."
"Open wide," he ordered, before seconds later shooting his cum in her mouth, although the first rope hit her on the nose.
As soon as the cum hit her mouth, she felt a sense of satisfaction, as her sudden hunger was fulfilled, and she leaned forward and took his cock back in her mouth to retrieve every last drop of his addictive seed.
"Good slut," he groaned, as she slowly milked his cock.
Pulling his cock out, he said, "You will never tell anyone about this."
"Who would I tell?" she questioned, part of her disgusted at how much she enjoyed being made into a slut by her brother, yet another part of her undeniably wanting to do it again.
"Also, you will bring me Becky soon," he added.
Her orgasm done, and now thinking straight, she said worriedly, "But she isn't going to be interested in you."
"I can make her do anything I wish," he shrugged.
"Please don't use that on her," she pleaded, not wanting to draw her best friend into the sexual submission of her nerd brother.
"Look, slut, I make the decisions here, you just obey," he said firmly.
"But...."
"Go give head to your door knob," he ordered, wanting to make a point.
"Fuck, Brandon," she sighed, as she walked to her door, "I was just trying to...." She began licking the door knob.
He explained, "Be an obedient slut and I won't humiliate you. Disobey and I will have you ass-fucking every loser in your school, is that clear?"
"Yes!" she agreed, tears beginning to stream down her face at the true breadth of power he had over her.
"Good," he nodded, "you may stop pleasuring your door knob."
She was thankful for that.
He walked to the door and asked, his cock already hard again, "Craving more cum?"
His cock pointing directly at her, she nodded, even as more tears streamed down her face, "Yes."
"I guess I can give you one more load before school," he said.
Carrie leaned forward and took his big juicy cock back in her mouth wondering how she would ever get out of this predicament.
Brandon meanwhile decided he would test it on her friend next, and maybe a few others, to make sure there were no bugs before going after Sarah and the entire firm.
Carrie bobbed for over twenty minutes, until her jaw was aching, before Brandon finally deposited a full load of his cum down her throat.
Pulling out again, he said, "I expect you here with Becky after school, is that clear?"
"Yes," she reluctantly agreed, even as she wracked her brain for a way out of this.
"And if you don't bring her, I'll take your ass," he threatened, something he planned to do anyways one of these days.
"Okay, okay, I'll bring her," she said, still on her knees.
"Good, sister slut," he said, patting her on the head.
She wanted to snap at him, but just sat there frustrated, angry and strangely horny.
He left her alone, already formulating a plan to make a video of two cheerleaders dyking out.
The rejection of the formula by that bitch Sarah just may have been be the best thing that ever happened to him.
The end for now...Revenge of the Nerd: Cheerleaders
Nerd uses formula to fuck sister and best friend in the ass.
Summary: Nerd uses formula to fuck sister and her best friend in the ass.
Brief Summary of Part 1: BITCH SISTER
Although you don't have to read part one to read this part, I would recommend it. That said, here is a brief summary of part one:
Brandon was fired from his job due to the failure of a mind control drug he had developed that had major side effects. Humiliated, he moved back home where he perfected the drug and planned to use it to get revenge on the CEO bitch who fired him. But unsure of the side effects, he decided to test it on his bitch sister, who became his personal fuck toy.
Thanks to: Robert, Wayne and goamz86 for editing.
A reminder of how the Drug Itself works when sprayed at a person:
Changed the moral fibre of a person...in reality, it shifted the decision making of the individual to the low standards they had while drunk...but with even more psychological manipulation:
-the person couldn't lie (like in that Jim Carrey movie 'Liar Liar')
-the person's body would feel the need to obey, even though their conscious mind would argue against such obedience
-the person's sexual libido would increase substantially,
-the individual would feel constricted by the clothes they were wearing, and want to be naked
-he had also played with the formula to create what he believed would be potentially permanent impacts on the person affected (the original drug only lasted an hour). This was the one thing he was still very unsure of: it could last a few hours, days, weeks or maybe forever.
*****
Revenge of the Nerd: Cheerleader Threesome
All day, Brandon was giddy with excitement. The drug had worked exactly as planned, with no unexpected side effects or immediate impact. That said, there was no way to know if Carrie, his sister, was experiencing having any side effects at school. He had made her addicted to cum on a whim and wondered how that would register in her psyche.
Brandon also was excited by the idea of being able to add to his new harem when Carrie brought her friend and fellow cheerleader, Becky, home after school.
Although he hadn't created a vaccine, nor did he plan to at the moment, he had created an immunity shot. He also injected himself with it just in case the drug got in other's hands and he was sprayed. It was a defence that would block the drug from getting to the nervous system, acting like birth control pills when preventing a pregnancy.
The video camera was ready to go, but when Carrie returned home she was surprisingly alone. She stomped into the house and snapped, "Brandon, what the fuck have you done to me?"
Brandon was surprised by the angry reaction, but assumed, happily, that the drug must still be working. He got up from the couch and asked in the same smug confidence as this morning, "I think I already explained that."
"Damn it, I need cum so bad, you bastard," she announced with venom as she stomped to her brother, glaring at him the whole time, dropped to her knees and fished out his cock. She took his semi-erect cock in her mouth and began sucking as if her life depended on it. He instantly realized his order to make her crave cum was definitely having an impact.
Brandon was surprised by the aggressive act and realized he needed to be less flippant with life-altering orders in the future. He also wondered how long she had been craving cum. As she bobbed hungrily, another curiosity popped into his head: could he alter earlier suggestions, or had he made her a cum craving slut forever? He could keep it that way for sure, and definitely planned to get his revenge on Sarah Lodge with such everlasting impact, but his sister...he wasn't so sure any longer...although a live-in cum addicted slut would definitely have its benefits.
Of course, after a couple of minutes of deep-throat sloppy cocksucking, Brandon was shooting his load in her mouth and satisfying her need for cum.
Once his deposit was complete, she stood up, the anger back in her eyes, "That's the fourth load I've sucked today."
"Really?" Brandon asked, curious.
"Really!" She snapped. "You've made me addicted to cum. After about an hour it's all I can think about."
"Mike must be happy," Brandon quipped, for some reason enjoying her plight...revenge for years of being treated like crap by her, although he was going to try and rectify the addiction...eventually.
"Mike wasn't around after lunch so I ended up sucking some nerd I can't even name on the promise he wouldn't tell anyone," she continued, clearly ready to kill me.
"Well, the nerd is probably a better guy than Mike anyway," the amused brother shrugged, flippantly.
"Fucking fix it," she roared.
"Where is Becky?" Brandon asked.
"She will be here in half an hour, she had detention," she answered. "Now fix it before she gets here."
"I'm gonna be honest, I'm not sure I can fix it," he admitted, actually curious how powerful the drug was.
"Well, fucking try!" she snapped, still furious.
"Cluck like a duck," Brandon ordered, wanting to remind her who was in charge.
"What the...cluck-cluck-cluck," she began, while moving her arms.
He chuckled, "You may stop."
Her anger softening slightly, she shifted to pleading, "Please, Brandon. I can't take this any longer."
"Be a nice sister and do as you're told without the anger and pretentiousness and I'll attempt to at least end the cum cravings," he offered.
"Can't you take it all away?" she asked.
"I don't think so, I think you'll always obey whatever anyone tells you," he admitted with a shrug, "but you're the guinea pig, so who knows for sure."
"I can't believe you did this to me," she said, still angry, but not yelling anymore.
"Truthfully, you did this to yourself," he pointed out, "if you weren't such a bitch I wouldn't have tested it first on you."
"Whatever," she shrugged, still not able to just be nice.
"Go get a cucumber from the fridge and fuck yourself," he ordered, going to continue to make her do slutty things until she accepted her position and became a nicer person.
"Brandon, please, stop this," she protested, again, even as she walked to the kitchen. "I'm not some bimbo slut. I demand that you give me an order not to do this."
"Okay," he agreed, adding to the task, and wondering if she would ever learn, "finger your ass while fucking your cunt with a cucumber."
"You fucking bastard," she accused from the kitchen, as he heard the fridge open. "Please don't make me do this, I'm your sister. This is so sick and twisted and illegal. And if I ever figure out how to end this I'm going tooooooo, fuck it's cold, end you."
Brandon walked in the kitchen and saw his bitch sister, the fridge still open, fucking her cunt with a cucumber while also trying to finger her ass. It was both hot and hilarious and he pulled out his phone. "Tell the cucumber how much you love it," he ordered, as he began filming.
She glared at her brother, but obeyed like she had to, "Oh yes, cucumber, I love you so much. You're such a good fuck toy, filling my cunt so nicely."
"Is your new best friend bigger than Mike?" Brandon questioned.
"So much bigger," she moaned, clearly getting off from the makeshift vegetable fuck toy.
"So who's in charge?" He asked.
"You are, dammit," she admitted frustratingly, even as she was apparently getting close to orgasm.
"Do you want to come?" Brandon questioned, even though he knew the answer.
"Yesss, dammit," she again admitted, clearly mortified by her inability to resist the pleasure she was giving herself.
"Each derogatory name gets you hotter and hotter," he began, "but you can only come when I call you a bimbo sister slave."
"Okaaaaaaay," she moaned, clearly close to reaching orgasm.
"Come my sister slut, my dirty whore, my cum slut bitch," he listed, greatly amused. Each one making her twitch and moan, but not allowing her to cum.
"Please call me a bimbo sister slave," she begged, as she furiously fucked herself with the cucumber, while half her finger also filled her asshole.
"You want to be my bimbo?" Brandon asked.
"Yes, your bimbo sister slave," she repeated, as if her words could allow her to reach orgasm.
"My bimbo sister slut," he teased, only saying two of the three words.
"Damn yooooou," she whined, her breathing getting erratic, her desire to come overriding everything else.
"Just remember who is in charge, bimbo sister slave," he finally gave in, noticing she was barely able to stand up.
"Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck," she screamed, as the long rejected orgasm finally cascaded through her.
Brandon filmed the entire thing, immensely enjoying watching his sister's utterly humiliating submission, even as he pondered his real objective...the complete humiliation of Sarah Lodge. Based on just one small dose, his sister was a complete submissive, obedient slut, albeit with her strong-willed personality and attitude still very much alive. He liked that; he liked the idea that Sarah would know and understand exactly what was happening to her, hate it completely, and yet be unable to prevent herself from obeying.
Suddenly, he was brought back to reality when the doorbell rang.
"You may put your new toy away," he ordered, "while I get the door." He originally wasn't going to spray Becky, just see if he could get his sister to convince her to have a lesbian twosome, which would turn into a threesome, but he decided he wanted to test the drug on another person and see if the results were the same.
"No, I'll get it," Carrie said, pulling the cucumber out of her cunt.
"Clean your cum off the cucumber first, my slut," Brandon ordered, before adding, "then put it back in the fridge and wait for me in your bedroom."
"Damn you," she cursed, frustrated that she couldn't disobey him, "don't you spray her too," before she began licking the cucumber and retrieving her own pussy juice.
"Actually, take the cucumber upstairs and resume fucking yourself," he ordered, "you clearly still do not understand the concept of obedience."
"Fuck, Brandon, I'm going to find a way out of this," she began, even as she began stomping to her bedroom.
"Fuck your ass with the cucumber," he added, shaking his head at her humorous threats.
"Please, no," she begged, but her voice was fading as the doorbell rang a second time.
He went to the door and opened it. He smiled at the fact that Becky was still in her cheerleading outfit. Being a nerd in high school who was completely ignored by the cheerleaders and popular girls, his fantasy was to make one his slut...which he was about to do now.
She gave him her usual look of disdain and asked, "Is your sister home?"
"Yes," Brandon nodded, "come on in."
She was walking by him when he sprayed her directly in the face.
"What the hell was that?" She snapped.
"A mind control spray," he answered rather nonchalantly.
"A what?" She questioned, hearing the words, but not processing them.
"You're quite the bitch aren't you?" He accused, smiling smugly, ignoring answering her question.
"Says the loser who still lives at home," she shot back, surprised by his words. He was usually so meek and usually was drooling over her like some love sick puppy.
"Give me your panties," he ordered.
"Excuse me?" she questioned, stunned by the gall of the nerd.
"It was only three words, were they actually all that confusing?" He asked, even as he watched her tug her panties down.
"What the hell?" She said, feeling she must comply with his ridiculous demand. Taking them off, she handed them to the pathetic nerd.
"Do you like sucking cock?" He asked.
"Not really," she answered, doing it because it was what was expected by her college boyfriend and it usually got her what she wanted. Realizing she had answered his question, she then added, not remotely trying to hide her complete disgust at him, "Not that you would ever have a clue about what getting head feels like."
"Knees, bitch," he ordered, hating her pretentious I'm-better-than-you-because-I'm-pretty attitude.
"Not in a million yearrrrrrs," she scoffed, even as she dropped to her knees. "What the fuck?" She questioned, as she obeyed the nerd's order.
"Mind...control...spray," he said, purposely slowly, mocking her.
"You can't be serious," she said, trying to stand up, but her body wouldn't move from her submissive position.
"You will obey any order given to you by any person for the rest of your life," he explained.
"Fuck you," she snapped, his words pissing her off, even as they scared her.
"That's part of the plan," he nodded.
"Never," she defiantly replied, even though she was beginning to realize she was in a bit of a predicament.
"Give me the best blow job you possibly can," he ordered, as he pulled his cock out from his pants.
'Holy shit,' she thought to herself, 'the nerd has a huge cock'. Yet, there was no way she was sucking her best friend's loser brother's dick, no matter how big it was. Yet, even as she thought it, she felt her body lean forward and take it in her lips.
"Good slut," he groaned, as she began bobbing.
'Why can't I stop obeying him?' she pondered, as she bobbed back and forth, anger boiling inside her. How long did this drug last?
He added to her conditioning, this time just a temporary order, knowing word choice was crucial, "Each forward bob while sucking my cock gets you hornier and hornier."
'That's fucking ridiculous,' she thought to herself as she continued slowly sucking his cock. Yet, after a couple more bobs she could feel her pussy getting excited. 'Shit,' she thought to herself, realizing just how powerful this drug was.
He continued, "Be a good, obedient slut and I won't add lifelong instructions to your condition, unlike I have to Carrie."
Her eyes went wide for two reasons. One, the term 'lifelong' terrified her. Not having control of her body and maybe even her mind was utterly terrifying. Two, what had he done to Carrie? Even as her brain considered her predicament, her body was getting more and more excited. Out of the blue, she thought to herself, 'Fuck, this cock would feel good in me.' Just as quickly, she scolded herself for thinking something so disgusting.
Brandon asked, pulling his cock out of her mouth, "Do you swallow?"
"Sometimes," she answered, knowing she had to. Before he could say anything else, she pleaded, "Please, don't do this to me."
Ignoring her pleas, he asked, "Do you let your college boyfriend shoot his load all over your face?"
"No," she shook her head, the idea completely disgusting.
"But you will let me coat your face with my cum?" He asked.
She paused. She understood that he could just make her say it; she also understood that he was likely not bluffing with the whole life-long threat. So, even though it disgusted her, the idea completely vile, especially coming from this nerd, she answered, "Yes, you can coat my face with your cum."
"You're a lot quicker learner than my bimbo sister," he nodded, approvingly.
She was curious as hell what he had done to her, but knew that the best way out of this situation was just to give him what he wanted...and she was good at giving guys what they wanted anyway...this wasn't anything new...just a means to an end. So, figuring the quicker she got him off, the quicker this may be over, she leaned forward and began sucking again, this time at a much faster pace.
He groaned, "Apparently, my new cheerleading slut wants to get off."
That was not the original plan, but as she sucked him, she could feel her own orgasm rising. It usually took forever for Becky to get off. She had never reached orgasm from fucking, only from oral, and only once...at cheerleading camp when the older coach got her off one evening. Her only other orgasms came from her fingers. Yet, she sensed a different pleasure as she sucked him, one much more intense in its build up than any previous sexual experience, with a person or solo.
"You will reach orgasm the minute your pretty face is coated with cum," Brandon announced, after a couple minutes of eager dick sucking from the cheerleader. Her moans were increasing the longer she sucked and she was now taking over six inches in her mouth with slobbery excitement.
'Fuck, I need to come so bad,' she thought to herself as she hungrily sucked his cock. Hearing his last words, she doubled her efforts to get him off; the idea of a facial no longer disgusting, but exciting.
"It will be the most intense orgasm you have ever had," he added, being sure to keep the additions to the moment at hand.
'Fuck, I'm going to come,' she moaned, no longer caring about whose dick was in her mouth, but only on the promise at hand.
Ready to erupt, he pulled out and instantly sprayed his load all over her face.
She closed her mouth just as the first spray of sticky, surprisingly warm, cum splattered her face. Instantly, the orgasm that had been boiling just underneath the surface erupted like a ten on the Richter Scale and she screamed, "Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuck."
Brandon smiled, his phone slyly filming her submission as the second, third and fourth rope of cum rocketed out of his cock and onto the cheerleader's beautiful face.
The orgasm was as promised as it caused tremble after tremble, coursing through her entire being. More cum landed on her face and some in her mouth as she had opened it to scream.
Upstairs, a frustrated, angry, and horny Carrie heard her best friend scream, and was crestfallen at the assumption she too had been conditioned. Her ass also burned, the thick cucumber unnaturally widening her virgin ass. Suddenly the well-used cucumber broke in half. Looking down mortified, she couldn't see half the cucumber, but could feel it lodged in her ass. She screamed, "Brandon, get up here right now."
Even as her orgasm kept rumbling through her, Becky asked, "Carrie is herrrre?"
"She's upstairs being punished for her disobedience," he explained.
"Ohhhh," was all she could muster as she focused on the pleasure she was still enjoying.
Brandon, phone now directly in front of her, ordered, "Smile for the camera."
She looked up and saw his phone. She begged, "Please, don't," not wanting him to have evidence of her humiliating, yet satisfying, experience.
"Just do as you're told," he demanded.
Knowing she had no choice, she looked into the phone, her face coated with cum, and smiled.
As he took picture after picture, he praised her. "Good girl."
The condescending words pissed her off, yet she hid that anger as she instead played along, "Thank you."
"For what?" He asked, surprised by her words.
She admitted the truth, but mostly to pacify him, understanding petting his ego was likely the best way to avoid being disciplined or turned into a life-long something or other, "I've never had such a powerful orgasm."
"I could make every orgasm feel like that," he nodded, before adding, "if you continue being a good girl."
"I will," she nodded, playing him like she had so many other guys before with her seductive voice, sultry looks and sexual allure.
"Get up here, Brandon," Carrie yelled, both pissed off and annoyed.
"We should go check on princess bitch," Brandon said, looking forward to witnessing his first girl-on-girl act soon.
"What did you do to her?" Becky asked, curious.
"Quite a lot," Brandon answered, "she is not a quick learner."
"She's very stubborn," Becky added. Although Carrie was her best friend, it always annoyed her that Carrie thought she was always the top dog.
Brandon, noticing just the slightest hint of resentment from Becky towards his sister, asked, "Do you want me to make Carrie your personal pussy pleaser?"
"Seriously?" She asked, the offer instantly appealing. She greatly resented always being second string to Carrie.
"I can make her unable to disobey you," he explained.
"Brandon! Get up here," she screamed yet again, unknowingly adding to her mind control expectations.
"Yes or no?" Brandon asked.
"Yes," she decided immediately, a bigger plan formulating in her head. If she played nice with nerd wonder maybe she could convince him to use the drug on others she disliked.
"Cool," he nodded, "follow me."
A moment later, Brandon walked into his sister's room and erupted in laughter. "You must have really been fucking that ass of yours."
"Fucking get it out," she demanded, fire in her eyes.
Just then Becky walked in and gasped. She knew Carrie was being punished, but this was a surprise.
"Oh no," Carrie said, seeing the cum all over her best friend's face, "You fucker, you said you wouldn't do her."
"Carrie, no talking for two minutes," he ordered.
Carrie tried to talk, yet her mouth wouldn't move. 'Fuck,' she cursed to herself, yet again.
"You will never do anything to harm Becky by either attempting to give her an order or attempting to reveal her secret to anyone," he instructed.
Carrie thought to herself, 'Of course. I wouldn't anyway.'
Brandon turned to Becky and said, "She is yours, but I must insist I want to watch some girl-on-girl action."
"Oh, that you will," the conniving cheerleader smiled, as she walked to the bed and said, "From now on I'm in charge."
Carrie wanted to protest, to plead or attempt to rationalize, yet watched helplessly as her so called best friend got on the bed, straddled her face and ordered, "Lick my box."
Carrie was helpless to do anything but obey, even as her anger and shame doubled. As she began licking, she felt hands on hips.
"Are you going to fuck your sister?" Becky asked, shocked and yet turned on by the taboo act.
"She loves her big brother's cock," Brandon answered, creating an act of incest in front of another person.
"That is the hottest thing I've ever seen," Becky said, watching the incestuous act. She again wondered if she could manipulate the nerd to get a few bitches to be her pets, including her nagging bitch of a mom.
"Watching you straddle my sister is pretty hot too," Brandon countered, as he began fucking his sister.
Carrie licked her best friend's pussy while simultaneously getting fucked by her brother. She was mortified, yet undeniably equally turned on...which only frustrated her more. Also, the cucumber still lodged in her ass made for a strange completely full sensation which only added to her frustrating arousal.
"Suck my clit, slut," Becky ordered, her orgasm building quickly as she watched a brother-sister sex act.
Carrie immediately obeyed, taking the swollen clit between her lips.
"Oh yes, my new full time cunt licker, get your Mistress off," Becky demanded.
Brandon smiled at the term Mistress and added, "Carrie, Becky is your Mistress from now on as well."
'Fuck', Carrie cursed to herself, this avalanche of humiliation just wouldn't end, just as her face was coated with wetness. To her surprise, the taste was pleasant and she lapped up as much as she could even as she cursed both of them.
Becky got off and ordered, "Beg your brother to fuck your ass, my slut."
"Please, noooo, don't do this Becky, you're my best friend," Carrie pleaded.
Becky continued, shaking her head, "And now I have a best friend with benefits. You will dump Mike tonight."
"Nooo, I'm sorry for being a bitch," Carrie whined, desperate to keep some semblance of control in her life.
"And you'll ask out that nerd you blew and showcase him with you wherever you go," Brandon added.
"Noooooooo," Carrie whined, even as the pleasure from getting fucked countered her mortification.
"Who did you blow, slut?" Becky asked curiously.
"I don't know his name," Carrie admitted.
"What's he look like?" Becky questioned, loving seeing how quickly the mighty had fallen.
"He's in our English classsss," Carrie answered, her orgasm building again.
"Mitch, in the front row?" Becky asked, smiling deliciously at the possibility.
"Yesssss, that's him," Carrie nodded, ashamed and yet unable to do anything about her situation.
"Delicious," she nodded.
"You're supposed to be my friend," Carrie pointed out, angry at being betrayed even by her.
"I was never your friend," Becky harshly responded, "You were just at the top of the hierarchy, so I had to befriend you, but the hierarchy is about to change."
"You bitch!" Carrie snapped, feeling completely betrayed.
"Beg your brother to fuck your ass," Becky ordered.
"It's full of cucumber," Carrie answered, oddly suddenly thankful to have had it break off in her ass.
"Can you get it out, stud?" Becky asked, turning on her charm.
"I think so," Brandon nodded, the idea of fucking his sister's ass a major turn-on.
He pulled out and Carrie begged, "Brandon, please don't do this."
Becky interrupted and ordered, "You now crave cock in your ass."
"Nooo," Carrie whined, tears streaming down her face.
Brandon cautioned, "Be careful how you word your instructions, Becky, otherwise they will be permanent, and those are very dangerous."
Becky reworded, "You crave your brother's cock in your ass now."
"Better," Brandon nodded, although not sure how Carrie's muddled brain would take the first order. "Got it," he declared a few seconds later as he pulled the broken cucumber from his sister's ass.
"Now beg, slut," Becky ordered, reaching down and slapping Carrie's clit. She couldn't believe how much she loved this power and only wished she hadn't been sprayed herself.
Having no choice, she begged weakly, "Please, fuck my ass, big brother."
"You can do better than that," Becky scolded, "Beg for it like you've never wanted anything more in your life, but be as vulgar as hell."
Carrie glared at her former best friend, determined to find a way to make her pay, but obeyed as she had been programmed to do by the drug. "Oh big brother, slam that big fuck stick up your sister's virgin slut hole. Fill it deep so I know what it feels like to be a dirty, anal, fucking ass whore like Becky."
"You will not only dump Mike, but announce to everyone that it is because he is a small dicked faggot," Becky instructed, before adding, "can you spray him, too?"
Brandon nodded, "The drug works on both sexes equally."
"So you could turn him into a faggot?" Becky questioned.
"No, don't," Carrie pleaded.
"Too late, you dumb slut," Becky said, shaking her head. "Every act of defiance will come with a harsh consequence."
Brandon nodded, "I can make him crave cum or even be a bottom."
"God, yes, seeing that prick become addicted to prick is fucking hot," Becky nodded, her cunt getting tingly again.
Brandon, amused as hell, decided now was the time to take his sister's anal virginity. He moved his cock to her inviting back door entrance and pushed forward.
"Fuuuuuuck," Carrie screamed, as her ass was filled again.
"Are you going to be a good little obedient puppy?" Becky asked Carrie, talking to her like she was indeed a puppy.
"Yes," Carrie nodded, through gritted teeth as her ass got filled deeper than the cucumber ever went.
"Yes, what?" Becky asked.
"Yes, Mistressss," Carrie answered after a moment of thought to recall what her bitch ex best friend had expected. Yet, the pain of her brother's big cock was making her ass burn.
"You only have pleasure from a cock in your ass, Carrie," Brandon said, creating a nice subliminal order in her head.
Carrie instantly felt the pain disappear and felt a slight pleasure begin to build.
Becky said, "I can't believe you're fucking your sister's ass."
Brandon, noticing Becky trying to control the situation, decided to reclaim authority and make it clear who was really in charge, "Becky, bend over and show me that ass of yours."
Becky's face paled. "Please, not me too."
Brandon smiled, "Becky, I see through you."
"Pardon?" she asked, trying to turn the charm back on.
"You're trying to manipulate me with your looks," he said, "but understand that you are my slut too. One disobedience and I can make your life miserable."
"Baby," she said, pulling out all the stops.
Pulling out of his sister's ass, he ordered, "Both of you, on all fours, your sweet asses facing me."
Carrie, suddenly enjoying the ass fucking and also enjoying the sudden shift in Becky's plight, immediately obeyed.
Becky, realizing she was in trouble tried one more time to get out of being ass fucked, something she had done a few times, again a means to an end, but never enjoyed at all. "Please, Master, anything but my ass."
Brandon sighed, even though he liked the term 'Master', "This isn't a negotiation. Do as you're fucking told or I will make you go door to door offering your ass to every Tom, Dick and Harry."
Seeing what he had already done to Carrie, she didn't try to counter, but instead got into the position instructed, now side-by-side with Carrie.
Brandon moved behind his sister and slid his cock back into her ass. From this doggy-style position, he could really fuck as slow or fast as he wanted.
Carrie moaned when her ass was filled again, the rising pleasure immediately returning...a pleasure different from getting fucked in her pussy, but equally pleasurable.
Brandon asked, "Becky, have you ever been ass fucked?"
"Yes, Master," she answered, still trying to manipulate him with her sexy voice and submissive terms.
"A lot?" he asked.
"Define a lot," she smiled seductively.
"More than five times," Brandon clarified.
"Then yes, a lot," she nodded, thinking it had been about a couple dozen give or take. Her current college boyfriend preferred her ass to her other two holes of late.
Carrie couldn't help herself and scoffed, "And I'm the slut."
"You're taking your brother's dick in your ass," Becky countered.
"Not by choice," Carrie refuted.
"Ladies, you're both sluts and that has nothing to do with what I have done to you," Brandon clarified, as he pulled out of his sister, before adding, "I just upped the ante."
Becky saw him moving to her, felt his hands on her hips, and grimaced.
"Beg, Becky," Brandon ordered, "prove to me you are worth not turning into a complete cum slut bimbo."
Becky's eyes went wide and she immediately replied, desperate to be allowed to keep as much of herself as possible, "Oh, please Master, slam that big snake of yours in my shit hole, use me as your three hole full service cum buckettttttt." She screamed the last word as he pushed his dick into her ass. Although she had been ass fucked many times, his cock was longer and thicker than any she'd had before, which created an intense burning sensation.
Carrie wanted to say something smug, but didn't, knowing that she had no power over Becky, but conversely Becky had control over her...something she would be talking to her brother about later.
Brandon loved the power of taking an ass...it was the ultimate euphoria. He was the man, he was in charge and he could take whatever he wanted from this cheerleader bitch. It was revenge for all the years of ridicule, all the years of being ignored by pretty women.
Becky gripped the pillow, trying to deal with the pain that was only magnifying the deeper he went.
Brandon considered giving her an order to enjoy the ass fucking, but instead wanted to teach her a lesson. She wasn't going to play him.
Carrie smiled, loving watching Becky in sheer pain, the smallest amount of vindication for the humiliation she had been forced to go through so far and the additional humiliation she would apparently have to suffer in the future. Dumping Mike, dating the nerd whose name she had already forgotten again, this was all too much.
Brandon, having already come in his sister's mouth and on Becky's face was in for the long haul.
Once all in, he began fucking Becky's ass, not remotely caring if she was enjoying herself, but taking out years of public humiliation on the cheerleader...a symbol of all he resented in retrospect.
Becky, meanwhile, whimpered, the pain not going away.
"Beg to be fucked hard," Brandon ordered.
She had no choice and prayed her nasty talk would get him off quicker. "Pound my asshole, Master. Fill my rear with that massive cock of yours."
Brandon continuing slamming into her ass for a couple more minutes before pulling out and slamming into his sister.
Carrie moaned, the cock in her ass feeling so good, "Oh yes, big brother, fill my ass with your cock, it feels so good."
Becky glared at Carrie knowing the order she had been given even as her ass burned.
Brandon went back and forth for the next few minutes between both tight assholes. He smiled thinking who would have ever guessed he would one day have two cheerleader's willingly giving him their asses, willingly being a subjective descriptor.
Eventually, Becky began to slightly enjoy the ass fucking, the pain never completely going away though. Carrie, meanwhile, was close to coming almost every time he fucked her, but he always pulled out before she could.
Finally, Brandon knew he was going to come, but couldn't decide whose ass he should fill. Realizing his sister's ass would always be available to deposit a load in, he demanded, "Beg to have me fill your ass with cum, Becky."
Becky, thankful the humiliating sodomy was almost done, begged, as she smirked at Carrie, "Oh please, Master, fill my asshole with your gooey cum and then make your bitch sister retrieve it."
Carrie glared at her as her brother concurred, "That is a great idea."
A few seconds later he exploded his third load in an hour, something he had only previously done with his hand while watching online porn, in the hot cheerleader.
"Oh yes," Becky faked, "that feels sooooo good."
As soon as he pulled out, he ordered, "Carrie, you are likely beginning to crave cum again, so go ahead and retrieve your Master's cum from your Mistress's asshole."
Carrie was furious, again, but obeyed because she had no choice and, sadly, he was right, the cravings had begun.
As Carrie licked her friend's gaping asshole, Brandon watched, already thinking about going after Sarah Lodge. He ordered, as he got dressed, "Get into a sixty-nine, my sluts."
Both obeyed without any argument and were soon licking each other's cunts, both close to their own respective orgasms.
After a couple of minutes, Brandon said, as he began filming the two new lesbians, "Whoever gets the other off first doesn't have to find someone to eat out tomorrow at school."
Becky, wanting to be top dog, immediately began licking faster and fingering her former best friend.
Carrie, sick of being humiliated and wanting to see the shoe on the other foot, also began licking faster, sucking on Becky's clit.
Both cheerleader's were determined to win and Brandon filmed the whole hot stroke worthy scene. Suddenly, he heard the front door close and slyly moved away just as Becky screamed, "Dammmmmmmmmn it!"
Brandon quickly went to his room, opened his window to sneak out and smiled when he heard his mother say a minute later, "Oh my God!!"
THE END of PART 2
Coming someday:
Revenge of the Nerd: Ex-Bully's Mom
Brandon wanting to make sure the formula works similarly on adult women he tests his theory on sexy next-door neighbour MILF...and Mom of ex-bully.
Revenge of the Nerd: Humiliate Boss
Confident that the formula works as anticipated, he finalizes the plan of getting revenge with the bitch who fired him.Revenge of the Nerd: Ex-Bully's Mom
Nerd dominates bitchy MILF and takes her virgin asshole.
Summary: Nerd dominates bitchy MILF and takes her virgin asshole.
This is part three of the Revenge of the Nerds Mind Control story. Here is a summary of the first two parts:
BITCH SISTER
Brandon was fired from his job due to the failure of a mind control drug he had developed that had major side effects. Humiliated, he moved back home where he perfected the drug and planned to use it to get revenge on the CEO bitch who fired him. But unsure of the side effects, he decided to test it on his bitch sister who became his personal fuck toy.
CHEERLEADERS
Brandon punishes his sister for her disobedience and, wanting to test if the drug has the same effects on each person, decides to add a second slut to his collection in his sister's best friend Becky. Besides testing the effects of the drug, he also decides to sodomize not one, but both submissive cheerleaders.
Thanks to: goamz86, Robert, and Wayne for editing this story.
A reminder of how the Drug Itself works when sprayed at a person:
-Changes the moral fibre of a person...in reality, it shifts the decision making of the individual to the low standards they have while drunk...but with even more psychological manipulation:
-the person can't lie (like in that Jim Carrey movie 'Liar Liar')
-the person's body feels the need to obey even though their conscious mind argues against such obedience
-the person's sexual libido increases substantially,
-the individual will feel constricted by the clothes they are wearing and want to be naked
-he had also played with the formula to create what he believed would be potentially permanent impacts on the person infected (the original drug only lasted an hour). This was the one thing he was still very unsure of: it could last a few hours, days, weeks or maybe forever.
Revenge of the Nerd: Ex-Bully's Mom
Brandon wished he could have heard the rest of the conversation between his mother and his sister, who was caught in a sixty-nine with her cheerleading friend (each trying to get the other off fastest...the loser having to eat out another student at school tomorrow), but he snuck out just in time to avoid getting caught sodomizing his sister and making both the bitch cheerleaders his submissive sluts.
Brandon went for a walk, thrilled with the success of the drug so far, but two things were not yet confirmed with enough confidence to finish his revenge.
1. Were the orders permanent? Early evidence implied so, but he sure wanted more data to confirm that.
2. Both guinea pigs were teenager females, and he needed to confirm the drug worked similarly with adults as well as with men (Mike, his sister's asshole boyfriend, may be a good specimen to test out the effects on males).
Although he considered his Mom, he would love to fuck her, he didn't want to do anything that had life-long impacts to her. He needed to find a woman to experiment on for whom he didn't care about the long-term consequences. He did ponder if he could change the drug and make another concoction that would be a temporary mind control drug.
After some brief thought, the perfect candidate was chosen: Mrs. Levees. She was the mother of Parker, a dickhead who had bullied and tormented Brandon throughout school. Mrs. Levees never did anything about the bullying, even when informed about it, going as far as to argue that society was a survival of the fittest and sometimes we need to filter out the weak. She was also incredibly hot, the MILF of all MILF's. As he pondered her as his next test subject, he considered that he could also test it on Parker, who was still living at home as he finished up college.
Smiling, Brandon decided he could hit two birds with one stone per say... yes, he would test the drug on both of them.
When he returned home an hour later, just in time for dinner, and long enough, he figured, for them to deal with what happened, his Mom was just finishing up dinner.
"Hi, Mom," he greeted.
She replied, "Hi, Brandon, where have you been?"
"Job hunting," he lied, although if all went as planned, he would have his job back very soon... with a great big promotion.
"Any luck?" She asked, showing no hints that anything was out of the ordinary.
"I'm pretty confident I'll be fully employed very soon," he answered.
"Awesome," she said, "I knew you would get right back out there."
Looking at her, in a black skirt, pantyhose and a tight red blouse, he couldn't help but think how great it would be to fuck her...and maybe he would try...but not with the drug as is. No, he either had to change the drug, or better yet, find a way to seduce her.
"Where's brat?" he asked.
"In her room," she answered, her tone for the first time hinting at what she had seen earlier. She still couldn't believe what she had seen, or the fact they kept doing it even after getting caught...her daughter apologizing seconds before having an orgasm at the hands of her best friend.
"What did she do this time?" he asked, Carrie always doing something to make Mom usie this tone of voice.
"Oh nothing," she sighed, implying it wasn't nothing, but she didn't want to talk about it. Unfortunately, she couldn't get the visual of her daughter in a lesbian act out of her head.
"Okay," Brandon shrugged, before adding, "It must be something really bad."
"At least you never gave me any trouble," she said, looking at her sweet boy.
Brandon smirked at the reality that he was to blame for what his Mom witnessed...he was anything but a sweet boy. He responded, "Oh, maybe I'm just a late bloomer."
"Your sister is enough for both of you," she said playfully, before calling, "Carrie, dinner is ready."
Carrie came down stairs a couple of minutes later giving her brother the usual look of daggers. She was so frustrated. She was grounded and her mother thought she was a lesbian because of something out of her control and yet she couldn't say a fucking thing.
Brandon winked at his sister when his Mom wasn't looking, enjoying completely his God-like power over his bitch sister.
They all ate in complete silence, each dealing with their own thoughts.
Carrie excused herself first, while Brandon helped his Mom with the dishes. He then went to his room and was startled to see his sister.
She snapped, "You need to end this now."
"Agreed," he nodded, "Let's shut your mouth with some cock, you are likely having a craving by now."
"You bastard," she accused, even as she moved to her brother, dropped to her knees, and fished out his cock, a hunger for cum beginning to fog her mind again. "Mom thinks I'm a lesbian. And since you ordered us to please each other, neither of us could stop. I was mortified to continue licking Becky's pussy while Mom..."
Brandon listened and watched amused as she was cut off as she obeyed the task given.
Carrie bobbed furiously on her brother's big dick, frustratingly impressed by how big he was (why couldn't he have a small pathetic dick?). She was equally frustrated that not only did she have to obey, not only did she crave cum, but she undeniably enjoyed having his cock in her mouth, pussy and ass.
Brandon watched her bob hungrily, loving his power over her. Although he may one day try to revert some of the lifelong orders he had implanted in her psyche, he was going to enjoy putting his bitch sister in her place for a while longer.
Carrie realized, as she sucked her brother's dick, that his dick was last in her and Carrie's ass, making the taboo, twisted, act even more extreme, which surprisingly made her pussy leak.
Brandon enjoyed the lengthy blow job actually curious how the story had ended. He eventually shot his load down her throat and asked, "So who came first?"
"I did, dammit," Carrie admitted, as she savoured his cum and the complete sense of calm that immediately washed over her once her craving was satisfied.
"So you will munch a cunt at school tomorrow," he quipped, enjoying his sister's humiliation.
"Please, don't make me," Carrie pleaded, the scaffolding of tasks really becoming overwhelming. She constantly craved cum, craved cock in her ass, was to dump her boyfriend Mike, ask out a nerd, Mitch, and now eat a cunt at school.
"Should I make it have to be a teacher?" Brandon asked.
"No, but please be reasonable," Carrie responded. "I'm going to get caught and then what?"
"Then stop questioning me and I'll stop adding tasks," he said.
"What about Becky?" Carrie asked, knowing she could add to the brain washing.
"I'll call her and make sure she doesn't add any more," Brandon nodded, "and if she does, I'll add to hers too."
"Can you withdraw some of these," Carrie asked sincerely. "I'll still be your sister slut, I can't deny I do love your big cock." She would willingly suck and fuck his big dick, the taboo of incest no longer a big deal after all she had already done.
"I'm doing some chemical manipulation," Brandon nodded, "but it will take a while to perfect it without causing other potential side effects."
"Oh," she nodded, feeling slightly optimistic that maybe she could eventually regain control of her mind and body.
"But for now," Brandon said, "you will continue to obey as instructed."
"Fine," she sighed, "but please control Becky, she can be very spiteful."
"I promise," he nodded, feeling just the slightest bit guilty at how weak he had made his sister...revenge really was a bitch.
That night, Brandon called Becky and ordered her to leave Carrie alone for the time being and that if she was obedient she would be rewarded.
Brandon stayed up late manipulating the chemicals in an attempt to create a temporary drug, the idea of fucking his mom appealing. Yet, he couldn't make it look like mind control; he had to make it look like it was her idea.
Around midnight, Carrie came in and complained, "Seriously, this is ridiculous. I'm super tired but all I can think about is getting ass fucked."
"That was a rather impulsive addition," Brandon said, his cock hardening at the idea of plowing his sister's ass.
"Well, please stop," she said, not angry, but frustrated and tired at not being able to fall asleep.
"Well, be obedient and lose the attitude and I won't add any more conditions," he repeated an earlier message, continuing to work on the temporary drug when he should have been working on an antidote. "I'm trying to figure out a way to reverse or not make the drug permanent." Even though, truth be told, he wasn't sure one was possible. Once the brain is reconfigured, it is almost, if not completely, impossible to revert. He was more likely going to be able to create a new drug that was less permanent.
"Thank God," she said, her need to get ass fucked consuming her thoughts.
"You craving cum?" He asked.
She was actually craving getting ass fucked, but now that he mentioned it, she was also suddenly craving cum. "I am now," she sighed, before adding, "but I really need you in my ass."
"If you insist," he shrugged, moving to her and bending her over, flipping up her nightie and roughly slamming into her still very tight ass. Having created a mental note that she enjoyed anal sex, he didn't have to worry about creating major pain in her.
"Aaaaah," she moaned, an instant sensation of satisfaction coursing through her the moment he plunged his big dick in her tight asshole.
"You love it in the ass, don't you?" he quipped, as he began fucking her ass hard.
"Because you made me," she pointed out, although she couldn't deny how amazing getting ass fucked made her feel. There was an unexplainable euphoria that she had never felt when being pussy fucked in the past.
"You're welcome," he said, "Becky, doesn't get this special conditioning."
"I hate that bitch," Carrie said. She always knew that Becky was a fair-weather friend and always looking for a way to get to the top, but she never expected her to turn so quickly.
"Be a good cum slut sister and I will make sure she gets hers too," Brandon suggested, as he fucked her incredibly tight ass.
"Okaaaaay," she moaned, her orgasm rising, which was crazy. The idea of being able to get back in control of Becky was very appealing...and if it meant playing nice with her brother (which she should anyway if she was ever going to get a chance to have him reverse the spell), so be it...plus she did, undeniably, love his cock.
Brandon fucked her for a few minutes before his balls began to boil and he knew he was going to do an ass to mouth.
When close, he pulled out, ordered, "Knees," and began pumping his cock.
Carrie, craving cum, immediately dropped to her knees and opened wide, realizing she could fulfill both her cravings simultaneously.
Brandon slammed his cock in her mouth and began fucking her face, loving the dirtiness of ass to mouth as well as the power of fucking his beautiful sister's face...he couldn't wait to do it to Mrs. Levees.
Carrie struggled to handle her brother's big cock fucking her face, frustrated that he pulled out when she was so close to coming. She felt like a complete slut being used so roughly, his balls sometimes even bouncing off her chin and yet she was undoubtedly turned on.
Brandon grunted and deposited yet another load in his sister slut revelling in the power he had over her.
Carrie eagerly swallowed her brother's load. It was much more satisfying than chocolate (her favourite treat), her whole body feeling instantly satisfied and tired.
When he pulled out, Carrie stood up and wordlessly left his room and went to her own. In a minute she was sound asleep.
Brandon stayed working, a new idea forming. He really wanted to fuck his mom. Yet, he didn't want to force her or have her know she was forced. So what if he created a formula that would see inside her mind and see if incest was something she wasn't disgusted by. He wasn't sure he could do it, but he was going to attempt it. He wasn't sure if he could resist the temptation to use the current drug on his mom, so the quicker he could come up with an alternative, the better.
...
Carrie walked into her brother's room and woke him up, again craving cum. "Are you fucking going to end this constant craving for cum you gave me?"
"Not with an attitude like that," Brandon responded, with a yawn, enjoying the perk of a morning blow job and thinking it was unlikely he would change this mental condition anytime soon...his new focus on a drug that would manipulate his mom to decide she had to seduce him, a new idea formulated after a couple hours of thought and online research. Apparently most sons want to fuck their moms and many mothers deep down want to fuck their sons. So, he deduced, if he created a drug that slowly changed her high morals implemented through society and church, he could weaken her to the point she seduced him of her own accord. Which was a lot better than a life-long submission to all for his mom.
Carrie fished out her brother's cock, and bobbed hungrily as if her life depended on it. It frustrated her immensely that she couldn't control her cravings for cum and was still trying to find a way out of this condition her brother had given her. Thankfully, the morning load didn't take long and thus in only a couple of minutes she got her morning load as he came in her mouth.
Once done and her craving satisfied, she stood up and said, "You really need to fix me."
"I did fix you," Brandon quipped, "you were a complete bitch and now you're a lot nicer."
"Asshole," she snapped, still unable to not hide her disgust with her brother, even though he did have a nice big cock.
"You want it in your asshole again?" Brandon question with a smile.
"You really are a bastard," she sighed.
"I know," he shrugged, standing up and saying, "thanks for being my morning cum deposit."
"Fuck, you really are a prick," she snapped, not able to control her anger, even though it almost always had consequences.
"You will suck a complete stranger on your way to school today," Brandon ordered, continually giving her orders until she came to understand that there was a hierarchy and she was at the bottom.
Carrie cursed to herself, 'Why can't I just stop pushing him?' Immediately shifting from defiant to submissive, she pleaded, "Please, I'm sorry for being a bitch."
"The task is already given," the brother shrugged. "although since you have acknowledged your disobedience, I won't add taking a cock in the ass at school as I was contemplating."
"Thank you," Carrie nodded absurdly, relieved that that task wasn't given.
"But remember you will also ask out Mitch today," Brandon reminded his sister.
"Please, no, that is social suicide," Carrie said. Even though she had blown him yesterday, she sure didn't want to be seen in public with him.
"He is a daily load or two you will need, my cum addicted sister," Brandon pointed out.
"Fuck, Brandon," Carrie snapped again, "you're ruining my life."
"Be a good obedient cum bucket and maybe you will get some of your life back," he shrugged.
"Fine," she said, and walked out, knowing she couldn't convince him of anything else and not wanting anything else added to her already fucked up conditioning.
Brandon smiled. The drug was working in exactly the way he had planned.
...
After a long shower and breakfast with Mom, who, dressed in a short skirt and black pantyhose, had Brandon again tempted to use the drug on her, he decided to saunter over to Mrs. Levees' house with two doses of the mind control drug...an extra in case the dickhead Parker was there. Making his ex-bully a faggot was a rather appealing experiment and a great revenge for all the times Brandon himself was called 'faggot' by him... the ultimate irony.
He knocked on the door and after a minute was greeted by Parker who looked like he was just about to leave.
Brandon immediately sprayed the asshole in the face.
"What the fuck?" Parker questioned.
"Is your Mom home?" Brandon asked.
"Why the fuck do you want to know?" Parker snapped, wondering what this piss-ant could possibly want with his mother.
"Punch yourself in the nuts as hard as you can," Brandon ordered.
"What the fuuuuuuuuuuuuuck?" Parker questioned as he slammed his own fist into his crotch and collapsed onto the floor.
"Is your mom home?" Brandon asked again.
"Fuck you," he snapped.
Brandon shrugged, "I'd rather fuck your mom."
"I'm going to kill you," Parker threatened, as he tried to get up.
"Punch yourself in the nuts three times as hard as you can," Brandon ordered, immensely enjoying the humiliation of Parker.
"Fuck yoooou," Parker began to move towards the nerd before he punched himself in the nuts three times, as ordered.
"You will never tell anyone of the fact you have been sprayed," Brandon ordered, getting the secret aspect out of the way.
Parker groaned, as he writhed on the floor in pain. 'What the hell is happening to me?'
Brandon asked, "Remember when you called me faggot?"
"Yes," the bully answered, still in intense pain.
"Now you are a faggot. You love cock. You love sucking cock, you love taking cock in your ass, you only like men, girls disgust you," Brandon listed, adding a few life-altering, revenge pleasing implementations.
"Fuck you," he snapped, as he tried to get up.
"Go to the YMCA and offer to suck off men until someone takes you up on your offer," Brandon ordered, wanting him out of here.
"Yeah, right," Parker said, as he finally stood up, holding his nuts.
"And then go to college and find a guy to fuck your ass," Brandon added, wanting to make this dick pay.
Parker threatened, "I'm going to kill you," even as he pondered, 'I wonder what his cock would feel like in my mouth'.
"You now also crave cum," Brandon added.
Parker was mortified by his thoughts and a sudden hunger to suck cock that popped into his head. "How are you doing this?"
"Mind control, faggot," Brandon smugly replied, before adding, "now go and find some cock, while I go and fuck your mom."
Parker roared, "I'm going to get you for this, fucking asshole," even as he went to leave.
"You will now offer each of your male professors to blow them for extra credit," Brandon added as Parker left unable to control his legs.
Just then, Mrs. Levees came downstairs in a robe and asked, "Parker, are you okay?"
Brandon greeted, "Hi, Mrs. Levees."
"Where is Parker? I just heard him," she asked.
"On his way to a life changing experience," Brandon cryptically responded.
"What can I do for you?" She asked, politely, but with a hint of disdain that this nerd was in her home.
"You know your son bullied me for years," Brandon replied, not answering the question.
Parker's head was spinning with the insatiable hunger he now had for cock, the crazy tasks he was ordered to do and the reality that he was helpless in regards to stopping this asshole from fucking his mom.
In the car, he grabbed his phone and dialed his mom's cell.
"Yes, I know," she nodded, always thinking this kid was rather pathetic, "I'm sorry about that."
Her phone rang and Brandon, assuming it was Parker, quickly sprayed the very attractive MILF.
"Take off your robe and get on your knees," Brandon ordered, as he walked to the kitchen to get the phone.
"How dare you," the MILF said, shocked by his rudeness even as she dropped her robe onto the floor and lowered herself onto her knees. 'What the fuck?' she pondered as she obeyed the nerd's odd orders.
Brandon found the phone and answered, "Punch yourself in the nuts now and now you will get a load of cum shot on your face before you go to your classes."
"You diiiiick," the slow to learn ex-bully replied, before punching himself in the balls again.
"Every time you disobey, I add new tasks to your subconscious," Brandon explained. "You're a cock sucking faggot now. Deal with it."
"There is no way I'm ever doing that," Parker defiantly responded, hating gay people.
"You will now suck off three men at the YMCA and wear at least one of those loads on your face. And you will thank each of them for coming in or on you. You are submissive and get off from sucking cock or taking it in your ass," Brandon added, as he walked into the living room to see the MILF kneeling and naked. "By the way, your mom has a nice rack."
He hung up, not even completely sure of all the orders he had given the asshole. Either way, he should be sucking a lot of cock today.
"What did you do to me?" She asked, unable to stand up, as she covered her breasts with one hand and her vagina with the other.
"They say revenge is a dish best served cold," Brandon said, walking in front of her. "I've planned this for three years."
"Planned what?" She asked, suddenly feeling very nervous in front of this smugly smiling nerd.
"Revenge on your asshole of a son," he replied, before ordering, "put your hands to your sides."
"Stop this this instant," she replied, as she obeyed another command, her cheeks burning red with anger.
Looking down at the MILF's impressive tits, he asked, ignoring her protests, "Are those real?"
"Fuck you," she snapped, trying to figure out what the hell was going on.
"I plan to," Brandon nodded, his cock rock hard in his pants.
"Over my dead body," the bitchy MILF shot back, disgusted by the nerd's suggestions.
Brandon shook his head. 'She is as stupid as her son'. "Pinch your nipples."
"You fucking prick, how dare you..." She began, before she pinched her nipples. 'Why am I obeying him?'
"I think those tits are fake," Brandon assessed. "I bet your husband brought them for you because you used to be flat."
Her husband did indeed buy them for her as a wedding present, as she was indeed an A-cup in the past... unlike the perfectly symmetrical D-cup she has now. "What have you done to me?" She asked.
"Sprayed you with a chemical I created that makes you unable to refuse any order given to you by anyone," Brandon answered.
"You can't be serious?" She asked, the words ludicrous and impossible, yet it did explain her inability to not disobey him.
"Go into the kitchen, grab your rolling pin and come back here," Brandon ordered.
She suddenly felt the invisible restraints holding her down disappear and she stood up. She made her way to the phone, yet her body turned sharply and took her to the kitchen. She watched her body work in the exact opposite way she ordered it. She watched herself helplessly as she grabbed the rolling pin and returned to the nerd bastard.
"Fuck yourself with the rolling pin," Brandon ordered, as he pulled his phone out.
"You fucking bastaaaaard," she began as she slid the wooden rolling pin handle inside her surprisingly wet pussy.
"Now really fuck yourself with it, you dirty slut," he ordered.
"You bastard," she accused as she pumped the rolling pin in her cunt. She then saw he was filming her. "Don't you dare record this."
"Finger your asshole too," Brandon added, really enjoying watching the defiant bitch unable to disobey.
"Stop it you fucking sick piiiiig," she ordered, as she slid a finger in her never used ass. She winced in slight discomfort as her finger went in her butt hole.
"You want nothing more than to come. With each orgasm you will lose one IQ point until you are the complete bimbo that you already look like," he added, deciding to really make this bitch pay for not doing anything to her son.
"Noooo," the fake titted mother whined, even as she felt her orgasm rising. Doing this standing up was incredibly awkward and the fact he was filming it mortified her very being... even as her body and the rising orgasm betrayed her.
"Faster, slut, slam that rolling pin up that cunt of yours and get that whole finger in your asshole," he added, wanting to see her really fuck herself.
"Oh God, make me stop," she whined, even as she obeyed yet another order, simultaneously slamming the rolling pin deep in her cunt and going knuckle deep in her butt.
"Look in the camera as you fuck yourself and tell me how badly you want to come," he demanded, really enjoying watching this beautiful bitch get herself off.
She glared at him, yet answered, although with no enthusiasm, "Please, I need to come so badly."
"That was fucking pathetic," he said. "So now you love to obey, it gets you even wetter. You want to please me at all costs. You are a slut who desperately wants the whole world to know you are a dirty fucking whore," he said, continuing to add to her new condition.
Her glare faded and suddenly she felt an undeniable desire to make him happy. She looked directly in the camera, only a whispering deep in her conscience reminding her who she really was, as she declared, "Oh God, please let me suck your cock while I fuck myself like the dirty slut I am."
As soon as she heard the words out of her mouth, she gasped. She pleaded, saying the opposite of what she just said, "Please, don't make me so this."
"Come on that rolling pin," he ordered, "and make it nasty."
She cursed to herself, unable to disobey him, as her orgasm built inside her, regardless of her moral integrity. "Oh yes, fuck, I'm so close," she babbled as she furiously fucked herself with her make-shift fuck-toy, while simultaneously violating her own ass.
"What are you?" He asked, as he filmed her while simultaneously unbuckling his belt.
"A dirty fucking slut," she declared.
"Who wants to please her nerdy next door neighbor?" He questioned, as he unbuttoned his jeans.
The truth was he disgusted her, yet the words out of her mouth betrayed her thoughts, "Oh yes, I want to be your dirty cum bucket."
"Beg to suck my cock," Brandon ordered, revealing his big thick cock.
Her eyes went big, surprised to see such an impressive tool on the body of such a scrawny nerd. It was nearly three full inches bigger than her husband and thicker too. She begged, suddenly wanting to have that big snake in her mouth, "Oh please, can I suck your big dick?"
"Am I bigger than Mr. Levees?" He asked.
"Way bigger," she admitted and then covered her mouth feeling bad for speaking ill of her husband.
"Go ahead," he said, stroking his cock, "Suck my cock."
Although part of her knew it was wrong, her body moved without her mind giving permission, her hunger to suck the big cock in front of her impossible to deny.
She opened wide and took the long, thick cock in her mouth. She couldn't believe how it made her mouth go wide, so much more than her husband's.
"That's it, slut, get my cock nice and ready for that ass of yours," he groaned, knowing this would set off alarm bells in the prudish bitch.
The MILF's eyes went big, but she couldn't' say anything since she was bobbing up and down on the nerd's impressive cock.
"Oh yes, I'm going to fuck that ass of yours while you beg like the ass slut I'm about to make you," he continued, although he wasn't sure his grammar was correct, as he watched the wide eyed beautiful woman with his cock stretching her mouth.
She began bobbing faster, wanting to get him off, willing to swallow his load so he wouldn't ass fuck her.
"Do you want to swallow my load?" He asked.
Figuring she could manipulate him with her looks and willingness to swallow, she looked up at him sultrily and said, "Yes, I want to feel you shoot your load in my mouth."
"I don't know," he said, "you seemed rather defiant before."
"Sorry," she fake apologized, before adding a bit of truth, "I didn't know how big you were."
"Size matters, does it now?" He asked.
"Only men with small cocks think otherwise," she answered, which was also true.
"Like your husband?" He questioned.
"Yes," she nodded, which was also true, stroking his stiff rod.
"Get back to sucking," he ordered, as he pulled his phone back out and began filming her sucking.
She bobbed furiously, taking almost two-thirds of his big dick in her mouth, desperate to get him off and avoid being sodomized.
As he filmed, he could feel his balls boiling. His plan, such as it was, was to pull out and coat her face with his first load before taking her ass for a long ride.
He was amused watching how much more eagerly she sucked his cock, no more defiance.
She hadn't sucked such a big cock since college and her jaw began hurting rather quickly. Yet, she was determined to finish him with her mouth... Anything to avoid having him fuck her ass, although she was curious how it would feel in her cunt. In truth, she hadn't come from sex in years, her husband too small to really even come close to getting her off. Thankfully, her Magic wand was, well, magical.
Just as his cum began to rocket out of his cock, he pulled out and coated the stunned MILF's face.
She gasped, as the warm cum splattered her face. She had never, even in her wilder college days, allowed someone to shoot their cum on her face. Her breasts and belly a few times, but never on her face... she wasn't a slut.
She moved her head after the first two sprays hit her directly on the forehead, nose and mouth, instead being hit on the cheek. She snapped, "You bastard, how dare you come all over my face."
Brandon laughed, as he added an order, "You love having cum sprayed on your face, you crave it."
Almost immediately, she felt her anger fade over the degrading act and instead increase over the reality that she now liked having cum sprayed on her face. "Damn you."
"Just be an obedient pet and I won't add to your conditioning," Brandon warned.
"Fuck you," the slow learning MILF responded, with venom.
"You will now have someone come on your face every day," he added, and then threatened, "and if you keep being a disobedient pet I will make you go in public to get your daily load."
Her eyes went big, immediately realizing how much worse she had just made her already unbelievably horrendous predicament.
"Good girl," he smugly purred, as he slid his cock back into his newest pet's mouth.
He allowed her to bob slowly on his cock for a couple of minutes before he ordered, "On all fours, Mrs. Levees, time to take that ass of yours."
"Please no," she pleaded, even as she got in the position ordered, "I'll do anything."
"I know you will," Brandon chuckled, "that is exactly what the drug takes away from you. The ability to disobey."
"But please, I'm sorry for all my son did," she apologized, desperate to find some way to get out of this seemingly uncontrollable predicament.
"And what about your role?" He asked, as he moved behind her fine ass.
"I should've done a better job," she admitted, even though truthfully she thought high school was a survival of the fittest type of thing and actually was amused when she heard stories from her son about the things he did to this nerd.
"What did you do wrong?" He asked, even as he put his hands on her hips.
"I should have disciplined Parker," she answered, full of trepidation at what was likely about to come.
"Beg me to fuck your ass as a punishment for your lack of proper parenting," He ordered.
She again wanted to snap at him. Yet, based on the reality that she was on all fours and unable to run away from him, she tried to reason one more time.
"Please, Brandon, I'm so sorry," she began before her words changed, as if someone else was speaking for her, "Oh please, Brandon, punish me with that big cock of yours by sodomizing my ass."
"You want it in your ass now," he continued, "you crave it. You want to talk like the nastiest slut ever, convincing me just how much you must have my cock in that ass of yours."
She was again bubbling with anger, yet she could feel a sudden hunger growing quickly inside her. She heard the words spoken in her voice even though she couldn't believe them, "Oh please, slam that big dick of yours in my virgin ass. I must have you pounding my shit hole like the slut I am. Make me your ass slut, use me as your whore next door."
Brandon poured lube he had brought with him down her ass crack and on his stiff rod... he was at least being a generous master and not going to fuck her ass dry... unless she pissed him off again.
Once lubed, he slid his cock inside the inviting virgin asshole. It was tighter than his sister's and Becky's, and he enjoyed the whimper the MILF made as his cock disappeared inside her forbidden back door.
Although the burn was definitely intense at first, she could literally feel her ass being spread unnaturally, she simultaneously felt a strange pleasure inside her. "Aaaaaah," was all she could muster as her brain turned into sexual confusion. She should feel anger and humiliation; she shouldn't be enjoying this. Yet, the pleasure that contradicted the pain was something unexplainable, something she had never felt before.
"How does it feel to have your son's victim's cock buried deep in your asshole?" Brandon asked, revelling in the power of revenge, even smiling to himself at all the conditions he had put on Parker, who was probably being sodomized at this very minute.
"So good," the mother admitted, which was frustratingly true. The pleasure she was feeling right now was unlike anything she had ever felt from sex before. Maybe it was the size of his dick, maybe it was the submissive act, she was usually the aggressor in the bedroom or maybe it was the mind control, regardless she was in complete sexual euphoria.
"Should I pull out?" Brandon asked, wanting to see if she would make her own choice to continue her first ass fuck.
"No, no, no, fuck me harder," the MILF quickly responded, her orgasm inexplicably building as her ass got fucked.
"Fuck what harder?" Brandon asked, enjoying the complete submission, particularly when her own lust and pleasure took control.
"My ass, dammit, fuck my ass," she pleaded, the pleasure so amazing and her orgasm building at an escalated pace.
Noticing her breathing increasing over the next few deep hard strokes, he asked trying to be as crude as possible, "Does my new Mommy slut want to come from getting her shit hole plowed?"
She hated his crude language, and she hated even more that it somehow turned her on even more. She admitted, "God yes, I'm so close to having an orgasm from your big dick in my asshole."
Brandon ordered, "Come slut, come from getting ass fucked like the bimbo slut you are."
"Oh fuck," the MILF screamed, the minute she was ordered to come, as her body somehow obeyed the order and was riddled with euphoria.
"Tell me what you are," Brandon ordered.
"An ass slut," she declared, still feeling the waves of pleasure as he continued pounding her ass.
"Where do you want my load, bimbo bitch?" he questioned, as his second load began to boil.
She had no answer to the question. Her orgasm was finally subsiding and yet the pleasure continued.
"Answer, ass taking cum bucket," he ordered.
"Wherever you want," she answered, unable to make a decision.
He pulled out and ordered, 'Back on your knees, cum slut."
She quickly moved into the position and grimaced slightly when she realized he was either going to come on her face again or make her suck his cock, which had just been in her ass.
"Get sucking, cum bucket," he ordered.
She had no choice as she opened her mouth and took the big dick back in her mouth.
"That's it, suck on the cock that was just buried in your virgin ass," Brandon groaned, loving the twistedness of it all.
She couldn't help but obey, she couldn't help but enjoy it, even though it was so fucking perverted.
He already knew he was going to coat her face again. He loved the complete humiliation of the act.
He grabbed her head, face fucked her roughly, making her gag as his balls bounced off her chin for the last few strokes before pulling out and this time putting his cockhead right on her forehead and coming on it as he ordered, "Don't move."
She had no choice as the warm disgusting cum leaked onto her forehead.
"Oh yeah, you look so good with cum all over you," Brandon grunted, as he moved so the second rope hit her dead on her closed eyes, while the third hit her open mouth.
Finally spent he said, "Look at the camera and smile."
"Please no," she began, before looking into the camera and smiling.
A couple more pictures and then he said, "You will never tell anyone about me or your situation, is that clear?"
"Yes," she nodded, like she had a choice. After a pause she asked, "Can you take away all those crazy demands?"
"Unfortunately, I can only add conditions, not take them away. So you'd better be a good girl," Brandon explained.
"So I have to go and get a facial every day?" she asked.
"Yes," Brandon nodded, getting dressed.
"You have ruined me," she said, suddenly getting angry again.
"You ruined yourself when you didn't discipline your loser son for all those years," he countered.
"He's not a loser," she responded back.
"Actually, now he is a cock sucking, ass taking queer," Brandon shrugged, before adding, "he is even a slower learner than you."
"You made him gay?" she asked, stunned.
"100 percent," Brandon nodded.
"You're fucking sick," she snapped, standing up and slapping him in the face.
Brandon sighed. "You will go right now and find a pussy to munch and won't come home until you have found one."
"Please, no more," she pleaded, immediately regretting her defiance.
"Then stop being a dumb bitch," I demanded.
"Please, don't add more," the MILF pleaded.
"Sure," he shrugged, "now go and eat some cunt."
She sighed, as she finally got up, her ass feeling wide open.
Dressed, he smiled, "Have fun munching cunt."
She wanted to call him an asshole, but resisted and watched him leave, when suddenly an idea popped into her head. If she was going to be humiliated and her family torn apart, she too could return the favour.
She looked out the window, watched him get in his car and drive away.
'You fuck with my family, I'll fuck with yours,' she smiled, her revenge plan already formulating in her head. She quickly got dressed, washed the two loads of cum off her face, and headed over to obey the eat pussy command... thankfully the fucker didn't say who.
The end
Coming in the fall: MOMRevenge of the Nerd: Mom
Nerd ends up fucking his mom in an unorthodox way.
Summary: Nerd ends up fucking his mom in an unorthodox way.
This is part four of the Revenge of the Nerds Mind Control story. Here is a summary of the first three parts:
BITCH SISTER
Brandon was fired from his job due to the failure of a mind control drug that had major side effects. Humiliated, he moved back home where he perfected the drug and planned to use it to get revenge on the CEO bitch who had fired him. But unsure of the side effects, he decided to test it first on his bitch sister, who became his personal fuck toy.
CHEERLEADERS
Brandon punishes his sister for her disobedience and, wanting to test if the drug has the same effects on each person, decides to add a second slut to his collection in his sister's best friend Becky. Besides testing the effects of the drug, he also decides to sodomize not one, but both submissive cheerleaders.
EX-BULLY'S MOM
Brandon ponders creating a new formula that isn't permanent to get his Mom, whom he respects too much to use the drug on. After some more ass fucking of his sister, he decides to test the drug on a neighbour MILF and mother of an ex-bully.
Thanks to: Robert, goamz86,
Revenge of the Nerd: Mom
A reminder of how the drug itself works when sprayed at a person:
Changes the moral fibre of a person...in reality, it shifts the decision making of the individual to the low standards they have while drunk...but with even more psychological manipulation:
-the person can't lie (like in that Jim Carrey movie 'Liar Liar')
-the person's body feels the need to obey even though their conscious mind argues against such obedience
-the person's sexual libido increases substantially,
-the individual feels constricted by the clothes they are wearing and wants to be naked
-he had also played with the formula to create what he believed would be potentially permanent impacts on the person infected (the original drug only lasted an hour). This was the one thing he was still very unsure of: it could last a few hours, days, weeks or maybe forever.
After leaving Mrs. Levees triumphant, Brandon texted his best friend Corey and asked if he was free for lunch. He wanted to show him his new drug. Like Brandon, Corey had been bullied throughout high school, but was now working at a bank for the summer before resuming school.
They met at a restaurant and caught up. It was near the end of lunch, when Brandon asked, "Are there any females at work that treat you poorly?"
"Is the sky blue?" Corey responded.
Brandon laughed, "Pretty grey out there at the moment."
Corey shrugged, "Smart ass. Almost all the women there are pretentious bitches, but the main loan officer is a complete bitch."
"What's her name?" Brandon asked.
"Tara," Corey answered, hating the bitch, "Why?"
"I finally mastered it," Brandon replied.
"Mastered what?" Corey asked, intrigued by his friend's strange behaviour.
"The drug," Brandon whispered.
"Fuck off," Corey gasped. They had been talking about 'the drug' since grade nine.
"I'm serious," Brandon smiled. "Want to test it out on that loan officer?"
"Oh my God," Corey said, bubbling with excitement.
"Is that a yes?" Brandon asked.
"Of course, but how does it work?" Corey asked.
"Still playing with it, but generally it alters forever their ability to say no," Brandon explained.
"It's permanent?" Corey asked.
"So far," Brandon nodded, "I do hope to manipulate the chemicals to make different versions of it. But at the moment, one spray and the person, guy or girl, is obedient to any suggestion given."
"Fucking delicious," Corey said, literally shaking with excitement.
"Tell me about it," Brandon nodded, not telling him about experimenting with it first on his my sister. Instead, he said, "I just came from Parker's. I turned him into a faggot and his mom into my slut."
"Fuck off!" Corey said, remembering just how much he hated Parker. He also remembered just how hot Parker's mom was.
"It was awesome," Brandon replied.
"I bet," Corey nodded, giddy with possibilities.
"So, want to try it out?" Brandon asked again, "I owe you at least one submissive cum slut for your personal pleasure."
Corey laughed, "If I can choose anyone, I want Crystal."
"Of course you do," Brandon laughed. Crystal was head cheerleader and the stereotypical blonde, blue eyed, big-breasted bitch seen in every 1980s high school movie.
"She works at her father's law firm," Corey said.
"You stalking her?" Brandon asked, even though he knew that too. Facebook is a great thing.
Corey shrugged, "Maybe a little."
Brandon said, "Well, do you have to go back to work? Or can you skip the rest of the day?"
"Shit," Corey sighed, "I can't miss work."
"Well," Brandon suggested, "Let's go and make this loan manager a slut for you and then once you're bored of her we'll go after Crystal."
"Delicious," Corey nodded.
Twenty minutes later, Brandon was sitting in her office, Corey having slyly cancelled her next two appointments.
"And what can I do for you?" Mrs. Calentine asked, trying to feign interest as the customer looked clearly unqualified to get a loan. Christ, he probably still lives at home with his mother, she thought to herself.
"What do you think of Corey?" Brandon asked.
"Excuse me?" she asked, surprised by the question.
"What do you think of my good friend Corey?" Brandon repeated.
"I don't talk about other employees with customers," she said. Truthfully, she had little use for Corey. He worked hard, but was socially inept. And unfortunately, personality was crucial in the banking world.
Brandon pulled the spray out of his pocket, seeing her distaste for him, and began, "Well, Tara."
"It's Mrs. Calentine," she tersely corrected, unable to hide her annoyance with him.
Ignoring the woman's obvious tone, Brandon added, "He said you're kind of a bitch... Tara."
"What?" she questioned, standing up, instantly pissed.
"Bitch," he repeated, "A pretentious stuck up woman who thinks she is better than everyone else."
"Leave, now," she ordered.
Brandon sprayed his potion in her face.
"What are you doing?" she snapped, going to press the button under her desk which would bring in the security guard.
"Freeze!" he ordered.
She stopped in her tracks. 'Why can't I move?' she thought to herself.
Brandon gave the instructions. "I have sprayed you with a mind control drug. I have taken away your moral fibre and will power. You will obey any order given to you by anyone."
"Fuck off," she replied, his words ludicrous and terrifying.
"Take off your blouse," he ordered.
"There is no way," she began, but felt her body obeying the command. "What the?" she questioned, as she watched herself unbutton her blouse.
He continued with the standard protection disclaimer, "You will never tell anyone about me or Corey or why you have become a cum slut."
"Please," she said, as her last button was unbuttoned. "I'll do anything."
"I can't reverse it," Brandon shrugged. "But if you're an obedient cum slut, I won't make it worse."
As she took off her blouse, she lost it at being called an 'obedient cum slut'. "Get the fuck out of here, you little prick."
Brandon laughed. "Women never learn. You now must have a load of cum on your face every day. Come and get it, cum slut."
"There is no way I'm doing that," she protested, even as she felt her body move towards him.
"And, of course, you will worship my cock like a good cum slut," he ordered. "But first, take off your bra, let's see those fat tits."
She went to slap him in the face, but instead, moved her hands behind her back and unclasped her bra. 'Why can't I control myself?'
As her bra dropped to the floor, she realized she needed to get out of there ASAP and began to scream. "Hel..."
Her scream was short lived as he ordered, "Shut up."
"If you disobey again, I will have you walk out into your bank completely naked and offering free blow jobs to every customer, is that fucking clear?" Brandon asked, as he made a mental note to really focus on all the potential risks when first spraying a person.
Her eyes went wide. She stammered, "Y-y-yes."
"Now get on your knees, fish out my cock and get sucking," Brandon ordered.
Praying she could just blow him and get him out of there, she obeyed.
On her knees, something she rarely did even for her husband, she fished out the prick's dick and was surprised to see how big it was. She took it in her mouth and began bobbing, praying he was a quick shooter like the boys she sucked and fucked when she was in high school and college.
Brandon smiled as he enjoyed the blow job. He reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone.
He quickly texted:
Come on in.
Corey, who was waiting by the door, quickly came in and gasped as he witnessed the bitch sucking cock.
Tara went to move her head away, but Brandon ordered, "Keep sucking, slut."
An order given, she had no choice but to obey, even as she fumed inside. Her career was at risk.
"Holy shit," Corey said, after closing the door, "you did it. You really fucking did it."
"Slut, you are now Corey's pet. You get turned on every time you see him. You instantly crave his cock and will do anything to have it in you. At least until he tells you otherwise," Brandon said adding conditions for the slut.
Tara scoffed to herself. There was no way she could get turned on by a nerd like Corey, even if his dick was as big as this one.
Corey asked, "Can I fuck her?"
Tara's eyes went wide, but she couldn't say anything as she had a mouthful of cock.
"All three holes are yours," Brandon offered.
Tara wanted to beg and plead. She had never taken it in the ass and never wanted to. Yet, all she could do was suck.
"On all fours, Mrs. Calentine," Corey ordered timidly.
"I think she likes slut, or cum slut," Brandon quipped, as he ordered, "don't you dare let my cock leave that cock sucking mouth of yours as you obey Master Corey's order."
She wanted to bite his dick off. Yet, her brain was conditioned to please. She obeyed both orders, now on her hands and knees as she continued sucking. She felt Corey's hands lift up her skirt, rip her pantyhose at the crotch and slide a finger inside her surprisingly wet cunt.
"She's soaked," Corey declared.
"Sluts like her always are once they learn their place," Brandon confidently said, enjoying humiliating anyone who thought they were better than him.
She couldn't figure out why she was so wet. This was humiliating. This was disgusting. Yet, she moaned as Corey fingered her, her own orgasm undeniably, inexplicably, building.
Brandon pulled his dick out of the slut's mouth and ordered, "Look at Corey and tell him what you want."
She obeyed, like she had a choice. As soon as she turned back and saw Corey looking at her she felt a lust she couldn't explain. The words out of her mouth shocked her too, as her whole body trembled with desire. "Please fuck me, Corey."
Corey couldn't believe it. A couple of simple suggestions and she had turned completely from a cold hearted bitch to a cock hungry slut.
Corey ordered, finally feeling the full breadth of power at his fingertips, "Beg, bitch."
The formally strong-willed no nonsense leader instantly replied, craving the dick of this handsome stud, "Please, Corey, fuck my cunt with that big dick of yours." As soon as she said it she prayed he did indeed have a big dick.
Brandon offered, "Go get it nice and ready for your slut box."
Wanting Corey's dick more than she had ever wanted a cock before, she quickly went to him, fished out the already hard six inch cock that was smaller than the one she was just sucking in length, but wider in girth and took it in her mouth.
She bobbed like a porn star. She wanted his cock; she wanted his cum.
Brandon put his dick away, figuring he would just fuck his sister when he got home, when he said, "She also must have a load on her face every day."
"That I can probably assist with," Corey groaned, about to erupt in under a minute.
"Have fun with your plaything," Brandon said. He then added, "you love cum on your face, slut. The second your face is splattered with cum you will orgasm no matter where you are."
Tara grimaced at the command as she continued bobbing on Corey's cock.
"Thanks buddy," Corey said, as he pulled out and shot a load all over his boss's face.
She had always hated facials. She had thought they were demeaning. Yet, as Corey's cum splattered her face her whole body trembled and she moaned, completely shocked as the demand came true, "Oh God, shit, I'm coming."
"Wow," Corey said, as more cum shot out of his dick, "you are amazing."
"Her or me?" Brandon asked, with a smile.
"Both," Corey laughed, shoving his dick back in her mouth, "but for very different reasons."
"I'll be in touch," Brandon said.
"Sounds good," Corey nodded, as he pondered fucking her over her expensive mahogany desk.
Brandon left as an idea on how to maybe make the chemical not as permanent suddenly popped into his head.
Brandon drove home excited with the sudden revelation, a revelation that if he was right, was a rather simple way to alter the drug. Although he planned to use the powerful stuff for his revenge plan, he wanted the power to control the extent of the drug. He felt a little bad at his rash decision to test it first on his sister. Oh sure, she was a bitch and needed to be taught a lesson, but he wished he would have experimented on people he didn't care about first, like that loan officer bitch or Mrs. Levees.
Brandon walked into the house and was in deep thought when he heard a voice that made him stop in his tracks.
"Hey, asshole, welcome home," Mrs. Levees greeted, smiling smugly.
Brandon turned into the living room and gasped. His mother was completely naked, gagged, tied to a kitchen chair, with a cucumber in her cunt and something in her ass. Yet, what he couldn't stop looking at was his mother's big tits.
"What? Got no witty comment?" she asked, glowing in her revenge. She had taken lots of pictures on her phone and even filmed the mother of Satan fucking herself with a cucumber.
Elizabeth watched in confusion. Sharon had told her that her son had drugged her and raped her. When she didn't believe her rambling neighbor, she was overpowered by her and forced to strip at knifepoint. Fearing for her life, she obeyed and listened to even more ridiculous ramblings about her son creating a drug that took away the capacity to say no. She was then tied up with her own pantyhose. She had watched in bewildered awe as her neighbour went between her legs, and licked her to orgasm. She tried to deny the pleasure, but Sharon licked and licked until she couldn't take it anymore, her first orgasm at the tongue of another person in years, her husband the last over four years ago, before he died in a car accident.
Elizabeth was then forced to fuck herself with a cucumber and insert a long thin carrot in her ass as Sharon explained, "Your son sodomized me, I'm returning the favour." Elizabeth, although not a slut by any stretch, had always enjoyed anal sex and even had anal toys in her bedroom, so the carrot in her ass didn't really cause the pain she pretended it did.
Elizabeth, though, was mortified to have pictures of her taken in such compromising positions.
"You really are a slow learner," Brandon sighed, feeling guilty that his revenge plan had put his mother in such a compromising position. "Take the cucumber out of my mother, and shove it in your asshole now."
Elizabeth couldn't believe how firm her usually mild-mannered son was.
He added, "And keep fucking your fat ass with it until you come."
Mrs. Levees gasped. As she went to grab the cucumber she threatened, waving her phone, "If you don't fix me, I'm sending these pictures of your mother in very compromising positions to the internet."
"You haven't sent them yet?" Brandon asked with a laugh. Suddenly realizing he could still fix this. "Give me your phone."
"Fuck," she said, as she pulled the cucumber out of the bound Elizabeth. She handed him the phone and pulled down her skirt to put the cucumber in her ass, realizing she had fucked up royally.
Elizabeth couldn't believe it. Everything Sharon said seemed to be true.
"Maybe the bimbo command has already taken place," Brandon quipped, as he looked at the pictures.
Elizabeth was confused at what had transpired and mortified that her son could see her like this and equally mortified that he was looking at pictures of her in very compromising positions. She tried talking through the panties gag in her mouth.
Brandon looked up and apologized, as he went to his mother, "Sorry, Mom," as he pulled the tape slowly off his mother's mouth.
Once off, Elizabeth spit out the panties and said "Can you please untie me?"
"Of course," Brandon nodded, staring at his mom's tits.
"And stop looking at my tits," she scolded, even though she was flattered.
"Sorry, Mom," he apologized, feeling guilty for what his carelessness had put her through and yet completely horny at the same time.
Once untied, she stood up, pulled the carrot out of her ass, and in a wrath of spite, walked over to Sharon and shoved it in her mouth. "Eat it all, bitch."
Sharon had no choice but to obey the disgusting order.
Elizabeth walked out of the room and Brandon quickly processed what he should do next. He watched with amusement as Mrs. Levees fucked herself with a cucumber in her ass, standing all the while. It was a rather hilarious sight.
Deciding he had an opportunity here to tempt his mom, he ordered, "Come and suck my cock, slut, but keep that cucumber in your ass."
Sharon glared at him, but had no choice but to obey. She moved to him, dropped to her knees and fished out his cock.
She was bobbing on Brandon's cock for about a minute, still fuming at her own ineptitude at not sending the pictures.
Brandon wondered what the odds were that he could end up fucking his mom without using the drug.
A couple minutes later, Elizabeth returned and gasped. She was shocked by two things. One: that she was watching her neighbor suck off her son. Two: that her son was doing this in her house, knowing she was home.
Although Brandon didn't look back at his mom, he sensed she was behind him, and ordered, "Faster, slut. Good cock whores know how to deep throat a cock. And until you take my load on your face you will slap your clit but not come, and we both know you desperately want to come."
Mrs. Levees had no choice but to obey, as she began slapping her clit while deep throating the big cock.
Brandon groaned, another minute later, "Beg to have your face coated in cum."
As Sharon continued tapping on her clit, her orgasm close, she begged, "Please spray your cum all over my face."
"Because you're a dumb bitch," Brandon pointed out.
"Yes, the dumbest," she agreed, willing to say anything to finally come, desperate to come, even if the act was utterly demeaning.
Elizabeth watched in awe of her son's powerful persona. She listened to the degrading talk and couldn't help but feel herself getting undeniably horny... reminiscing about her husband and his dominant persona.
Brandon grunted and splattered the bitch's face.
Instantly, with cum hitting her face, Sharon screamed, "Fuuuuuuuuck," as her orgasm exploded out of her.
The mother, now in a robe, after watching the sex act for a minute or so, her pussy getting undeniably tingly, asked, trying to be firm, "What is going on here?"
Turning around, his dick still hard, "Oh, Mom."
"Put your penis away," she ordered, even as she tried not to stare at her son's very impressive big cock, even bigger than her husband's.
Brandon did as Elizabeth ordered, pulling his underwear and pants up, "And you, dumb slut, keep that cucumber in your ass until supper and then cut it up and serve it to your family."
"Please no," Sharon gasped.
"Now get the fuck out of here before I add more tasks," Elizabeth ordered.
Sharon reluctantly left, her head spinning with the consequences of her actions.
The mother asked her son, "So it's all true. Everything Sharon said is true."
"What did she say?" Brandon asked.
"That you created a drug that controls people's minds," Elizabeth said, even though it seemed rather obvious.
"Yeah, kind of," he nodded, sheepishly.
"Kind of isn't an answer," Elizabeth said, always hating generic answers.
"Then yes," Brandon nodded. "And I needed subjects to test it on."
"That is so wrong," the Mom said.
"I only use it on people who deserve it," Brandon answered.
"Who deserves it?' she asked, thinking how hot it was to see the bitch who had molested her be put in her place.
"Anyone who is a bad person," he answered.
"So you're playing God?" the Mom asked.
"I never thought of it like that," Brandon admitted.
"You need to stop," the Mom said, saying it both for her son and herself as she was already thinking of a nasty revenge on that bitch.
"I suppose." Brandon said, even though he had no intention of actually doing that.
Elizabeth added, seeing that her son wasn't really listening, "You know she snooped in your room."
Brandon was thankful that he put all his data and extra drug mix in a safe and replied, "It's all locked away."
"So you really raped her?" the mother bluntly accused, still shocked by her son's laissez faire attitude as well as the tingling in her loins.
"It's not that simple," Brandon said, guilt coursing through him at the look of disappointment on her face.
"Did you have sex with her?" she asked, even though she knew the answer.
"Yes," Brandon nodded.
"Did she consent?" she asked.
"Eventually," Brandon replied, before explaining, "the drug makes anyone unable to say no to instructions."
"Any instructions?" the mother asked, trying to understand it... curious as to its full scope. The idea of just being told what to do turned her on, like it had with her husband years ago.
"Yes," Brandon nodded. "And she was the test case," Brandon explained, ignoring the part about his sister being the real first.
"Why her?" Elizabeth asked, even though she had always hated the bitch.
"Her son was a bully to me throughout high school and she did nothing to stop it," Brandon answered honestly.
"So you're taking revenge on people who treated you badly?" Elizabeth asked... kind of understanding after what had happened to her the past hour.
"Yes," Brandon nodded. "The drug was supposed to be made for the military and interrogations, but when it failed I was fired."
"Oh," was all the mother said, trying to wrap her head around all this.
"But since the funding was cut, and I knew I was close, I have worked on it at home until I mastered it," he explained, "and now I have."
"Except for the collateral damage," she pointed out, pointing to herself.
Brandon understood she was talking about having been tied up and used. "I will make sure that never happens again."
"You better," she said, trying to focus on being a mother and not revenge or the fact that she could still visualize his penis. Christ, she could draw it for a police interrogator, it was still burned in her mind (it had been years since a real cock was in her... settling for a variety of toys instead), "but I want you to promise you will stop this. It's dangerous."
Suddenly Sharon was back, having left her house keys on the table.
"Why are you back?" Elizabeth asked, glaring at the bitch.
"I forgot my keys," the neighbour replied.
"Bark like a dog," Elizabeth ordered, wanting to test the full spectrum of this drug.
Sharon immediately began barking.
"Chase your tail," Elizabeth instructed, amused by this.
Sharon began running in a circle while barking.
Brandon watched his mom being entertained and wondered if she would enjoy the power of having her own pet.
Elizabeth was in awe as she watched amused. She turned to her son and asked, "So, she literally obeys every demand?"
"Every one," Brandon nodded, amused at watching Sharon barking and running in a circle.
"Stop," Elizabeth ordered, the barking sound now annoying.
Sharon instantly did, thankful as she was getting dizzy.
Brandon turned to Sharon wanting to clarify his earlier error. "You will never do anything to reveal the truth. You will never try to harm my family in any way. Any attempts and I make every member of your family into complete cum sluts in the porn industry. Is that clear?"
"Yes," Sharon nodded, completely exhausted and defeated.
"Good," Brandon said, before turning to his mom, "do you want to add anything to her conditioning?"
Elizabeth, who hadn't come in months from a real person, and having enjoyed the earlier orgasm completely, shocked both her son and Sharon, by saying impulsively, "Yes, you will be in my garage at 7:30 to give me a morning orgasm before I go to work."
Sharon gasped.
Brandon gasped.
Elizabeth asked, enjoying the power she suddenly had, "Is there a problem?"
"No," Sharon said, shaking her head. At least she would get her daily pussy quota filled that way.
Brandon explained, "You will be doing her a favour."
"How?" Elizabeth asked.
"One of her conditions is to eat a pussy a day," Brandon explained, shocked at the turn in the conversation.
"Well," Elizabeth smiled, realizing she had just ordered lesbian sex in the morning in front of her son, "consider me your daily quota, slut."
"Okay," Sharon nodded, somewhat thankful that her daily pussy task was going to be much easier than she had imagined.
"Now go, and remember, one slip up and your husband and son are making incest gay porn videos," Brandon explained.
"Yes, Master," Sharon replied, understanding her situation was, at least at the moment, completely out of her control.
Once she was gone again, Brandon asked, "You're not mad?"
"I've always hated that bitch," Elizabeth replied, liking the idea of having her own personal pussy pleaser at her beck and call. "But that doesn't excuse what you did."
"I know, Mom," Brandon nodded, "but the drug has many benefits."
"Yeah, you can fuck anyone you want," the mother shot back.
"Yes, I can," Brandon nodded, suddenly wanting his mom and liking her swearing.
"Don't you dare," Elizabeth said, instantly recognizing the tone in her son's voice.
"Mom," Brandon said, "I would never use it on you. I have only used it on people I want revenge on. On bitches."
"Good," Elizabeth said, although the idea wasn't as taboo as it would have been twenty minutes ago, before adding, "but I don't want you using it anymore."
"Mom," Brandon said, "I can't lie to you. I do plan to use it to get my job back."
"And that will be it?" she asked, as she glanced down and saw that her son's dick still seemed hard in his tight jeans, which he had put on when caught in the act.
"I hope so," he nodded.
She shook her head, unable to get the idea of fucking her son out of her head, thinking he was likely thinking the same thing, "I can't believe I just ordered Sharon to come and see me tomorrow."
"You have a little mean streak in you," Brandon quipped.
"No one messes with my son," she shrugged, trying to focus on being a mother even as she suddenly saw her son in a new way.
"Trust me," Brandon nodded, noticing his mom looking down at his crotch, "Not anymore."
Curious, she asked, opening the door ever so slightly, "Did you consider using it on me?"
Brandon was surprised by the question. After a pause, "Honestly?"
"No, lie to me," she joked.
He laughed, sensing something was happening here, "You were the first woman I jerked off to."
"Really?" she asked, surprised and flattered.
"Mom, you know you're absolutely gorgeous," he said. "All my guys call you a MILF."
"Really?" she asked again, flattered.
"And the nylons every day has become my fetish," he added.
"Just like your father," she said.
"Really?" Brandon asked.
"He made me wear them all the time," she continued, before adding, shifting to flirtatious, "He even bought me crotchless pantyhose and thigh highs for... you know."
"No, I have no clue," Brandon said, playing dumb.
"You know," she said, not wanting to say it... and finding his innocence, even after this twisted power concoction he had created, rather sexy.
"No, what are thigh highs?" he asked, even though he definitely knew what they were, but could sense a flirtation growing between the two of them.
"They are pantyhose that only go to your thighs," she explained.
"Oh, those sound sexy," he said, still feigning obliviousness.
"Oh they definitely are," she nodded, wishing she was wearing some right now to show him and then feeling silly for thinking that. She had been wearing pantyhose when she was forced to strip earlier and then tied up with them.
"So you are going to let Mrs. Levees go down on you every morning?" he asked, wanting to keep the conversation going.
She wasn't sure what to say to this. So she went with the truth. "It had been years since I had an orgasm from another person before today." After a pause, she added, "I have to admit I liked it. I almost forgot what it was like to have such an orgasm."
"Oh," he said. "I guess I haven't seen you with any men since dad died."
"I didn't think it was fair for you and Carrie," she answered, her pussy still burning.
"Well, it's not fair that you should not be allowed to have sex because of us," he said, moving closer to her.
"Well, now I have my own plaything," she shrugged, seeing a look in his eyes... the same look his father had when he was about to take control.
Brandon took the risk. He leaned in and kissed her.
She was surprised by the kiss... confused by her mixed feelings of: 'about fucking time' and 'this is so wrong'.
She didn't respond at first as she dealt with her duel personas: a caring mother and a horny woman.
Brandon kept kissing tenderly until she returned the kiss.
She hadn't kissed a man in years and her moral resistance melted away quickly as she returned the kiss with a sudden urgency and passion. She forgot completely that it was her son, forgot completely she was his mother, instead she just gave into the long dormant sex drive (minus her many toys).
Brandon, confident she would obey, broke the kiss, put his hands on her shoulders and guided her to her knees.
She was surprised and turned-on by her son's sudden powerful persona. She allowed herself to be guided to her knees as she looked up at her son and asked, sexily, "And what do you want me to do down here?"
"Pull out my cock," he ordered.
Somehow being ordered by her son turned her on and the taboo of incest only enhanced her lust as she asked, "You want your mother to suck your cock?"
"Yes," he nodded, giddy that this was happening and yet trying to remain confident and in control, "now pull it out."
This was the moment of decision. She could end this immoral incestuous act before it really got started or she could give in the insatiable lust burning through her.
The decision was made quickly.
She moved her hand and unzipped her son's pants. She wanted that big dick in her hands, in her mouth and in her pussy... and maybe even her ass. She smiled that that would likely shock her son.
Brandon watched in awe and delirium as his mother, his greatest fantasy, pulled his cock out and stroked it.
"Wow," she purred, as she stroked the already fully erect shaft, "you're even bigger than your father."
That somehow made another chill go up his spine at the reference. "And I bet you miss his big dick, don't you?" he asked, tempted to call her a slut, but holding back.
She didn't even hesitate as she admitted, "God, yes."
"Suck it, Mom," he ordered, "get it nice and ready for that sweet pussy of yours."
"Did you just tell your mother to suck your cock?" she asked, smiling wickedly as she continued stroking it.
"If you want to be technically accurate," he corrected "I actually told you to suck it and prepare it for me to fuck you."
"What's gotten into you?" she purred, impressed by her meek son building such a strong persona.
"I know what's about to go into you," he retorted as he slid his cock in his mom's open mouth.
'Oh God', she thought to herself as her son was using her like his slut. The cock now officially in her mouth, the act of incest undeniably occurring now, she became the submissive slut she used to love being. She began bobbing on her son's cock, taking half of it in. Apparently, sucking cock was like riding a bike... no matter how long you went without doing it, the skill came back naturally.
Brandon groaned, turned on by the incest too, "That's it, Mommy, suck my cock."
The word 'Mommy' turned the hungry mother on and she asked, "Do you want Mommy to take your entire dick in her mouth?"
"You think you can?" he challenged.
"Is that a challenge?" she asked, as she licked his entire shaft.
"Sure," he shrugged, loving watching his mother willingly suck him.
She took his cock back in her mouth and began bobbing furiously, each forward bob taking more and more of his long, thick cock.
"Oh yes, Mommy," he groaned, "suck my dick."
She was determined to take it all in her mouth and focused on controlling her breathing and gag reflex as almost the entire cock filled her mouth.
Brandon watched his cock disappear in and out of his mom's mouth in awe. He was thankful he had shot his load in Mrs. Levees earlier, for otherwise this would already be a done deal.
She kept bobbing and finally had her son's entire cock in her mouth. A chill went up her spine at accomplishing the mammoth task.
After a minute of deep throat pleasure, deciding he had to fuck her, he ordered, "Bend over the couch, Mom."
She allowed his dick to slide out of her mouth and asked, "You want to fuck Mommy?"
"It's what I've wanted my entire life," he responded back.
"Well, time to make fantasy reality," she smiled, standing up, walking over to the couch and bending over. "Come and fuck, Mommy, baby."
"Those are words I have indeed fantasized about for years," he said, as he walked over to her and put his hands on her hips.
"Just slam it in Mommy, baby," she begged, her pussy desperate to be fucked. "Mommy needs it so bad."
Brandon wasn't going to argue. He slid his cock inside his mom's volcanic warmth and moaned loudly as his greatest fantasy came to fruition.
"Oh yes," she moaned, "Fill Mommy's cunt with that big cock."
Hearing his mother use the word 'cunt' only enhanced this already perfect moment. Once all in, he didn't tease her, he fucked her. Hard.
"Yes, yes, yes," she said, in instant euphoria. "Pound Mommy's pussy."
And for a few minutes he did, the entire time listening to his Mom's wicked tongue... a side of her he never imagined existing.
"Oh yes, plug my cunt with that big dick," "Oh my God, son, keep fucking me hard," "Your cock feels so fucking amazing in Mommy's box," and "Oh yes, Mommy's coming," she finished with as her orgasm erupted through her.
Brandon kept fucking his mom throughout her orgasm as his own began bubbling.
After another minute, sensing from her son's groans that he was close, she got even nastier, "Oh yes, you bastard, you mother fucker, are you going to come in your Mommy's cunt?"
Ironically, he was pondering where he should shoot his load. Every time so far it was about humiliating a woman whether his sister, her cheerleading friend or Mrs. Levees. So he shot on their faces or down their throats, but this time was different. He asked, "Can I come in you?"
"All three of my holes are yours for filling, baby," she added another shock to her son, "just fill me with your cum."
Hearing his Mom offer up her ass was the final straw as he instantly erupted inside his mom's volcanic box.
"Oh yes, mother fucker, fill me with your seed," she moaned, always loving the feel of a load shot inside her, whether in her mouth, cunt or ass. She also didn't mind getting a facial or taking it on her tits or ass, but preferred it inside her.
"Fuck," he groaned, as he pumped his entire load deep inside her.
Once he stopped pumping, the hungry mother, wanting to show her son just how big a slut she was, spun around, dropped to her knees and took his cock back in her mouth... always loving tasting herself on a dick (she often sucked her own pussy cum off her sex toys after finishing an orgasm).
The mother was slowly bobbing lavishly on her son's dick when she froze in mid bob.
"Oh my God," came Carrie's voice, coming home early hoping for a load of her brother's cum as she was incredibly hungry.
Brandon didn't see his sister, but knew he had to take control ASAP. "Hi, my slut, come and get my cum out of Mom's cunt."
Elizabeth looked up as her son took his cock out of her mouth with a look of shock on her face.
Carrie asked, as she walked to her mom to obey the command and retrieve the cum she hoped would satisfy her hunger, "You did Mom too?"
"It's a long story, but no," he answered, as Carrie reached them.
"On your back, Mom," Carrie ordered, eager to get the cum and somehow curious to taste her mother.
The mother obeyed, even as she looked up at her son confused, "Did you test the drug on your sister?"
"Unfortunately, she was my first test case," Brandon admitted, as Carrie buried her face in her mom's leaking pussy... some cum visible.
"You didn't?" Elizabeth moaned, as her daughter's tongue made contact.
"If I could go back in time I probably would have chosen someone else," he admitted, "but she had always been such a bitch to me."
"And me too," Elizabeth moaned, thinking of the horror Carrie had been since she turned fifteen and became the spawn of Satan.
Carrie just licked, her craving for cum being satiated by licking her mom's pussy, which was surreal and nasty.
"So Carrie will obey anything I tell her too?" Elizabeth asked.
"She can't say no," Brandon nodded.
"This is too good to be true," Elizabeth smiled, as she grabbed her daughter's head and ordered, figuring she had already committed one incestuous sin, she may as well commit a second act... her daughter's tongue feeling really good on her pussy. "Get Mommy off, Carrie."
Brandon watched in awe the lesbian incestuous act, his cock already stirring.
Carrie licked eagerly both because she was ordered to and also because it turned her on.
For a few minutes Brandon watched, Elizabeth moaned and Carrie licked.
Once Brandon was hard again, he moved behind his sister and decided he was going to fuck both their asses.
As Brandon moved behind his sister, his mom screamed, "That's it, baby girl. Lick Mommy's cum."
Carrie obeyed, enjoying the sweet taste of her Mommy's cum as she felt her brother's cock slide into her ass. She moaned, "Oh yes, big brother, fill my ass."
Elizabeth was instantly jealous. She wanted a cock in her ass too. Even as her orgasm continued coursing through her, she moved onto her knees and purred, "Don't forget about Mommy's ass."
Brandon smiled, today becoming the perfect day. He pulled out of Carrie's ass and slid into his Mom's ass, and grunted, "Take it all, Mommy."
"Go make supper, Carrie," Elizabeth ordered, thinking she now had a live in maid as well. "Your brother and I have some catching up to do."
"Mom," Carrie whined, wanting her ass filled.
"Now, Carrie," Elizabeth ordered, as she began bouncing back on her son's cock, taking the entire cock up her butt.
"Fine," Carrie sighed, unable to disobey.
"Now ream my asshole, son," she moaned, continuing to slam her ass back on his dick.
"Don't you mean mother fucker?" Brandon asked.
"Actually, three hole mother fucker," she quipped back, as all three of her holes had already been filled.
"Best day ever," Brandon declared out loud as he watched his hot nurse Mom bounce back on his cock with reckless abandon.
"I couldn't agree more," the mom moaned, working her ass off, literally.
The End... for now.
Coming in 2016 the conclusion of Revenge of the Nerd...Takeover OrgyRevenge of the Nerd: Stuck-up Aunt
Revengeful Mom decides 2 make rich sister the family fucktoy.
Summary: Revengeful Mom decides 2 make rich sister the family fuck-to
This is part five (of six) of the Revenge of the Nerds Mind Control story. Here is a summary of the first four parts:
BITCH SISTER
Brandon was fired from his job due to the failure of a mind control drug that had major side effects. Humiliated, he moved back home where he perfected the drug and planned to use it to get revenge on the CEO bitch who fired him. But unsure of the side effects, he decided to first test it on his bitch sister who became his personal fuck toy.
CHEERLEADERS
Brandon punishes his sister for her disobedience and, wanting to test if the drug has the same effects on each person, decides to add a second slut to his collection in his sister's best friend Becky. Besides testing the effects of the drug, he also decides to sodomize not one, but both submissive cheerleaders.
EX-BULLY'S MOM
Brandon ponders creating a new formula that isn't permanent to get his Mom, whom he respects too much to use the drug on. After some more ass fucking of his sister, he decides to test the drug on a neighbour MILF and mother of an ex-bully.
MOM
Brandon helps a friend get his own personal fuck toy before walking in to find his mother bound and being used by the ex-bully's Mom. After saving his mom and punishing the bitch, he and his mother end up having wild sex... until his sister walks in and joins the action for a sweet family threesome.
Thanks to: Robert, goamz86, and Wayne for editing.
A reminder of how the drug itself works when sprayed at a person:
Changes the moral fibre of a person...in reality, it shifts the decision making of the individual to the low standards they have while drunk...but with even more psychological manipulation:
-the person can't lie (like in that Jim Carrey movie 'Liar Liar')
-the person's body feels the need to obey even though their conscious mind argues against such obedience
-the person's sexual libido increases substantially
-the individual feels constricted by the clothes they are wearing and wants to be naked
-he had also played with the formula to create what he believed would be potentially permanent impacts on the person infected (the original drug only lasted an hour). This was the one thing he was still very unsure of: it could last a few hours, days, weeks or maybe forever.
And now the next chapter to Brandon's revenge plot, which takes yet another twist on his journey to ultimate revenge.
Revenge of the Nerd: Stuck-Up Aunt
After depositing a load in his Mom's incredibly tight ass, Brandon had dinner with his two live-in sluts.
Elizabeth, the Mom, her ass a little sore after a rough ass fucking, with what little cum that her daughter, Carrie, hadn't sucked out as an appetizer leaking onto the chair, sat in silence and pondered her surreal day. After much thought, she said, "So you have made my daughter an involuntary bimbo to everyone?"
"Yeah," Brandon admitted, feeling a bit guilty about it.
"And it can't be reversed?" The mother said, looking at her daughter. She enjoyed the sudden role reversal and the putting in place of her bitchy, almost uncontrollable daughter, but didn't want her to be a complete sex bimbo for life.
"I am trying to create a cure," Brandon admitted.
"Really?" Carrie asked.
"Yeah," Brandon nodded. "I don't think I can erase the damage I have done to you in regards to utter obedience, but I think I can limit it to only sex and maybe reverse some of the eternity commands I have programmed inside you."
"That would be a start," Carrie said, frustrated that she still wouldn't completely control her own body, but praying this would be a way to regain part of her life back.
Carrie was surprised when her mother said, "This is all your fault, Carrie."
"Pardon?" Carrie asked, surprised.
"If you hadn't turned into such a complete selfish bitch I imagine Brandon would have tested this drug on someone else," Elizabeth said.
"Your son turned me into a bimbo whore and I'm the bad one here?" Carrie said, instantly angry.
"You were already a slut," the mother pointed out, before adding, "and based on your marks, you were relatively a bimbo too."
"Mother!" Carrie said, tears beginning to form in her eyes out of both hurt and anger.
"Mom, I think she has learned her lesson," Brandon interjected, surprised by his mom's behaviour.
"Have you, Carrie?" Elizabeth asked, looking into her daughter's eyes.
"Yes, ma'am," Carrie nodded, trying to act like a good daughter.
"And regardless of what cure your brother creates, you understand that you are the subservient to both your Mother Mistress and your Brother Master?"
Brandon was impressed by his mom's sudden personality shift. It was like she had awakened from years of motherly slumber and become the sexual being she naturally was.
Carrie was shocked by her mother's words but nodded, "Yes Mistress."
"Good, now come and get some dessert," Elizabeth said, loving the idea of having her own personal live-in pussy pleaser.
"Yes, Mistress," Carrie said, stunned by her mom's dominant behaviour, but at the same time hungry for her next dose of cum.
Once Carrie was licking her pussy, Elizabeth said, "And you. We need some ground rules."
"Okay," Brandon nodded, curious what she was going to say.
"I'm still your mother, and in public that relationship must stay the same," she said, not wanting her image to be erased due to her sudden incestuous relationships.
"Of course," Brandon smiled, already seeing where his mom was going.
"But when in this house, or alone, you are the man of the house," Elizabeth said, completely turned on by the idea of not only having her own live-in pussy muncher, but her own live-in Master with a big cock.
"Agreed," Brandon said, before adding, "of course, I have some ground rules as well."
"Which are?"
"You will always be in nylons."
"I already am."
"And I will start sleeping in your room with you."
"Agreed."
"I think that is all for now," Brandon said.
"How about we invite my sister over sometime soon?" Elizabeth suggested. She hated her younger sister with a passion, and if she could use the drug on one person it would be her.
"Are you suggesting I turn your sister into a cunt munching slave for you?" Brandon asked with a wicked smile.
"Is that bad?" Elizabeth asked demurely, as she put her hand on the back of her daughter's head.
"Very, very bad," Brandon nodded, his cock rising again.
"Is that a yes?"
"Hell, yeah," Brandon nodded, as he got up, moved behind his sister and slammed his cock in her asshole.
"Yes!" Carrie screamed into her mom's cunt, the nasty talk of turning her auntie into a slut instantly turning her on.
Brandon pounded his sister's ass knowing it would take him an eternity to come after the last couple of hours.
Elizabeth said, "I'll invite Lisa over this weekend."
Carrie asked, between getting her ass reamed and licking her mother's pussy, "Can I be above Aunt Lisa?"
"If you keep being a good daughter," Elizabeth said.
"Like I have a choice," Carrie joked, burying her face back in her mom's cunt.
"Touché," the mother laughed.
"Hopefully I'll have a new version of the drug by then," Brandon said.
"So if you modify it what are you hoping for?" Elizabeth asked.
"Well, the drug controlling a person's sexual submission will always be there. For example, once a guy thinks about sucking a cock, he will always think of sucking a cock. Same thing, once the chemical gets in a person's head, they will forever be a sexual submissive being. That said, I may be able to isolate the drug so they only obey one person or group of people."
"So right now Carrie will obey any task given?" Elizabeth asked.
"Yes."
"So if I told her to walk outside naked she would?"
"Yep. The only condition is that they won't risk their lives."
"So if I told her to drop dead or stab herself, she wouldn't have to obey?"
"Correct, the survival part of the brain is always there working, unlike the moral part, which is easily manipulated."
"Explains politicians," Elizabeth joked.
"That it does," Brandon nodded back.
"That is quite the drug," Elizabeth said seriously.
"Yes, it has the ability to change the world," Brandon said.
"Or end it," Elizabeth countered.
"What do you mean?"
"Well, if government had this would they use it morally?"
"I hope so," Brandon said, as the true revelation of the impact the drug could have became crystal clear. "Shit!"
"Yeah," Elizabeth nodded. "I think you need to fix the drug, especially so your sister doesn't end up in the hands of a nefarious asshole or bitch and then you need to burn all your research and get rid of any extra drug."
"I suppose you are right," Brandon nodded, realizing the drug was way too dangerous to have out and about in the world.
"Of course, that is after we use it on my sister and you get your revenge," Elizabeth smiled.
"I love this naughty side of you, Mom."
"You just like having your own live-in Mommy-slut," Elizabeth moaned, her daughter's tongue really working her over.
"A three-hole Mommy cum bucket," Brandon corrected, as he continued slamming into his sister's tight ass.
"Yes, baby," she screamed, as her orgasm cascaded through her thinking of having her sister between her legs.
A couple minutes later, her orgasm subsiding, the mom said, "I think I need to go sex toy shopping tomorrow."
Carrie moaned, "Can I come too?"
"Yes, you may come with the most intense orgasm you have ever had the moment you feel me shoot my load in your asshole, slut," Brandon quipped, playing on words.
"Oh God, yes, ream my asshole, big brother," Carrie moaned, as she began bouncing back to meet his hard deep thrusts.
"You want my cum, sister slut?"
"Yes, Master, fill your slut's asshole with your big cock and cum."
Elizabeth watched her two children fuck. A day ago this would have mortified her. Now it turned her on. Fuck, life is funny.
A few more minutes of hard fucking and Brandon grunted, "Here it comes."
"Yesssssss," Carrie instantly screamed, her orgasm trembling through her just as she felt a load of his cum explode in her shit hole.
As soon as Brandon pulled out, Carrie collapsed to the floor in complete euphoria.
Brandon moved to his mother and shoved his cock in her mouth as he ordered, "Clean my cock, Mommy-slut."
Elizabeth had never sucked a cock that had been in another person's ass before, but she obeyed like the good Mommy-slut she was... both turned on and disgusted by the act.
When Brandon pulled out a minute later, Elizabeth asked, "Did you make the orgasms more intense as a mental order?"
"I did," Brandon nodded.
"Shit, if you could isolate just more intense orgasms I would love to be sprayed," Elizabeth said.
"I may be able to concoct an orgasm aphrodisiac," Brandon pondered.
"Do it," Elizabeth said, as she watched her daughter still coming and twitching on the floor a couple of minutes after the orgasm hit her.
Brandon got dressed and headed into the lab to attempt to create a semi-cure of the drug. If it worked the way he thought it would, it would then be easy to isolate the impact of the drug to only sex... Thus making the drug useless to the government and yet still useful for him.
Brandon worked all night, and by the morning he felt he was close to a cure but was too tired to continue.
Brandon left his lab to get a few hours of shut eye when he heard his mom moan, "That's it, baby, eat Mommy's cunt."
Brandon walked into the kitchen to see his sister under the kitchen table licking her mom.
"Have you not gone to bed?" Elizabeth asked, surprisingly feeling no guilt over the reality that she had committed incest with both her son and daughter, or that her daughter had no choice but to eat her.
"Been trying to work on a cure," Brandon answered, his cock hardening at watching the lesbian act.
"Any luck?"
"I'm close."
"Me too," the mom purred with naughty innuendo as she grabbed her daughter's head and pulled it deeper into her wet box.
Brandon said as he walked to her and pulled out his dick, "I think I'd better be a part of this family sharing of fluids."
Elizabeth asked, raising an eyebrow as she moaned, her orgasm very close, "You think you get to just shove your cock in your mom's face now?"
Brandon brimming with confidence after yesterday, slid his cock into his mom's open moaning mouth as he answered, "And your mouth."
Elizabeth couldn't deny how much her suddenly dominant son turned her on, even though she knew it shouldn't. She began bobbing on his hard cock.
Underneath the table, eagerly lapping her mom's sweet pussy, Carrie heard her brother's words and felt hope for the first time in a few days. She had learned her lesson, she wouldn't be such a bitch anymore.
Elizabeth allowed her son's cock to slip out of her mouth as she screamed, her orgasm hitting her, "Yes, fuck, lap up Mommy's cum."
Carrie eagerly did, getting her morning dose of cum.
Brandon ordered, "Keep sucking, Mom," as he slid his throbbing cock back in her mouth.
Elizabeth obeyed, even though she knew she should have scolded him. There was no way she was going to quit fucking her son or having her daughter munch her pussy, but she figured she should still be the one in charge. Yet, her son's dominant behaviour had her fevered and at a loss of words... and with a mouthful of cock.
Carrie finished licking every drop of come, before she crawled out from under the table to see her mother hungrily bobbing on her brother's cock. She couldn't deny it: she felt both jealous she wanted that cock, preferably in her wet cunt and turned on watching her over protective mom become a cock sucking slut (especially since she was doing it of her own accord).
Brandon greeted, "Good morning, sis."
"Hey," Carrie said, unable to take her eyes off her brother's cock.
Brandon was close, his mother a great cock sucker, when an idea popped into his head. He waited until the very last possible moment to pull out of his mom's mouth and instantly splattered his surprised mom's face with his cum.
Elizabeth gasped as the hot thick load splattered her face, something she had not had done in years, "Brandon!"
Rope after rope hit the suddenly surprised Mom's face, even though she didn't move away... instead taking the facial like a good slut.
Once he was done spewing his load on his pretty mom's face, he ordered Carrie, "Get your morning dose off Mom's face."
Carrie didn't say a word as she quickly obeyed, licking and sucking the white gobs of cum off the face of her still stunned mom.
When Carrie moved to get the cum off her Mom's lips, her mom kissed her, sliding her tongue into her mouth.
Brandon watched in awe as any guy would as two hot woman kissed.
When Elizabeth broke the kiss, she shifted naturally into mother mode as she scolded her son. "Don't you ever shoot your cum all over my face without warning."
Carrie added, "Yes, what a waste of cum," before she realized what she had said.
Brandon shrugged, as he tried to remain in firm control, making it clear he was the man of the house, "Mom, I want you to be a part of this journey, but let's make this clear. The hierarchy is me on top, then you and then Carrie."
Elizabeth was shocked and speechless. Part of her was completely turned on by his strong persona, the other half wanted to slap him across the face.
Brandon could see his mom's confusion, and knew he couldn't back down, as he added, "Is that clear, Mom?"
Elizabeth, her body overruling her mind, answered, "Yes."
"Good," Brandon nodded confidently, reveling in the power he had. "I'm going to bed. The two loads should get you to lunch and you can get an afternoon load from Mitch."
"What happened to Mike?" Elizabeth asked.
"Brandon made me dump him for a nerd," Carrie answered, still annoyed by it, although Mitch's cock was bigger than her jock ex-boyfriend.
"Good, Mike was an asshole," Elizabeth said, as she got up and went to finish getting ready.
Hearing someone in the garage, Brandon went and looked and saw Sharon in there, in her robe, on her knees waiting. He laughed, "We almost forgot about you."
"Please let's get this over with," Sharon said, frustratingly craving her pussy juice.
Brandon walked back to the kitchen and said, "Carrie, if you want a morning orgasm you may have one at the expense of our neighbour."
"Really?" Carrie said surprised.
"Yes, I had to get revenge on Parker and figured I may as well test the drug on his mother."
"Delicious," Carrie said, heading to the garage.
Brandon went to his room and crashed in seconds, his body and mind both exhausted.
...
When Brandon woke up at two, he grabbed a couple pop tarts and headed right back to the lab.
By four-thirty, he thought he may have a temporary solution. A chemical mixture would make it that certain long term conditions could be erased. It wouldn't eliminate the mind control sexual obedience, that was permanent, and any sexual order would still have to be obeyed... but he could rescind, he hoped, long term orders and any addictions to cum, for example.
Excited, he went to the kitchen and was surprised to see Mom wasn't home yet.
He called out, "Carrie, you home?"
No answer. He went to check her room and heard moans coming from her room and Carrie demanding, "Harder, fuck me harder."
Brandon opened the door and saw Carrie riding the nerd Mitch.
"Get out of here," Carrie demanded, as she rode the nerd's cock furiously. He had already come in her twice... once at school in her mouth and in the first two minutes of fucking... as she took his virginity.
Brandon apologized, "Sorry," and quickly closed the door.
As he returned to the kitchen, suddenly starving, his cell rang.
"Hey Mom."
"Picking up food for dinner. What would you like!"
"Your pussy," a suddenly horny Brandon answered.
"You are insatiable," Elizabeth said. "I was thinking of Kentucky Fried Chicken."
"That is finger lickin' good," Brandon quipped.
"As am I," the mother responded, playing along to the twisted incest sexual innuendo.
"Agreed, and KFC is perfect," Brandon said.
"Good, fuck you soon," Elizabeth said, hanging up and then shaking her head. She felt like she was nineteen and in college again... where she was fucked daily.
A few minutes later, Mitch scurried out of the house, avoiding Brandon completely.
Carrie walked down in a robe and asked, "So do all nerds have big dicks?"
Brandon shrugged, "All the ones I know."
"Well, I just took his virginity and two loads in my cunt," the sister revealed.
"Good, because Mom has made it pretty clear she wants my next load," Brandon said, then couldn't believe the reality of what he just said.
"I can't believe she has turned into such a slut without the drug," Carrie said, still in awe of how her rather prudish mom had shifted into a complete whore.
"Years of denial, I imagine."
"Think she was a slut when she was my age?"
"Likely."
"That is cool."
"So is Mitch your boyfriend?"
"Yeah," Carrie nodded, before adding, "and if he keeps fucking me like that I will keep him forever."
"Is he better in bed than the great Mike?"
"Way better, truth be told," Carried admitted. "Plus, Mitch went down on me."
"All nerds munch cunt," Brandon said.
"Is that a fact?"
"We try way harder to please," he said.
"That seems to be true," Carrie nodded.
"Come here," Brandon ordered.
"I thought you were saving yourself for Mom."
"I think I have a partial solution to the drug."
"Really? Awesome," she said, walking to her brother.
Brandon pulled out the spray and sprayed it on his sister.
"So how will this work?" she asked.
"It can reverse any long term order and prevent any future long term orders."
"So I won't be addicted to cum?"
"If I make that suggestion."
"Could you also make it so I didn't have to obey Becky? She has become a major bitch."
Brandon spent a few minutes giving new suggestions to his sister. Once done, they tested out some orders and Carrie was relieved that her body didn't automatically do them. He said, "Just to make it clear, you can't say no to any sexual order still, that is permanent. But, everything else is gone."
"Thanks," Carrie sighed, thinking it would be rare for someone to randomly give her a sexual order.
"Oh, I imagine you will be repaying me for life," Brandon smiled just as the front door opened.
Elizabeth walked in with the food and said, "Come and eat."
Carrie asked with a wicked smile, "The chicken or your cunt?"
"Yes, come and get Mommy's cunt nice and ready for your big brother," Elizabeth said, as she put the bag on the table and sat down on the couch.
Carrie, who loved her mother's taste, crawled between her mom's stocking-clad legs and began licking, not surprised she was already quite wet.
Brandon explained, "I fixed most of the suggestions in Carrie."
"So she isn't addicted to cum anymore?"
"Sadly, no," Brandon nodded, before adding, "of course, she still can't say no to any sexual order."
"Good," Elizabeth nodded, "I Iike having my own live-in pussy muncher."
"Mom!" Carrie protested but with a giggle.
"What? I do."
Brandon and Elizabeth ate dinner, while Carrie ate her Mom.
Once both were done, Elizabeth ordered, "Now come and fuck Mommy."
"If I have to," Brandon joked.
"You have to," the mother confirmed as Carrie moved out from her mother's legs, licking her wet lips.
As Brandon fucked his mother, Carrie ate dinner.
Brandon shot his load in his mother after ten minutes and a few positions. As soon as he pulled out, Carrie quickly buried her face in her mom's cum filled cunt.
Brandon questioned, "Are you doing this because you want to or have to?"
"I think because I want to," Carrie said, loving the taste mixture of male and female cum.
Once Carrie was satisfied, they sat down to watch Wheel of Fortune until the doorbell rang. Brandon went to get it and was surprised to see it was Parker.
"Please fix me," he begged the minute the door was open.
"Not enjoying your new life?" Brandon asked with a smile.
"I got suspended for offering to suck off my professors and now all I can do is think of cock," Parker explained, furious, but knowing he couldn't show it and get any added punishments.
"You can never lie to me," Brandon ordered. "Did you enjoy sucking cock?"
Parker wanted to say no, but once he got past the original disgust of sucking a man in his 50s at the YMCA he began to really enjoy it. "Yes," he admitted, ashamed, but defended, "but that is because you made me into a faggot."
"I didn't condition you to like it," Brandon pointed out.
"Whatever, can you reverse it?" Parker asked.
"No," Brandon said, "the condition is permanent. You will always be a queer. But if you play your cards right no one else will know that you must obey any order given."
"Any order?" Parker asked.
"Bark like a dog."
"Ruff, ruff, ruff."
"Stop."
"Why did you do this to me?" Parker asked, mortified.
"Because you were such a bully in high school. Doing your Mom was just an added bonus."
"My Mom won't even look at me."
"And if you disobey again, your dad will be the next one you suck."
"God, no."
"I was nice, I only made a couple life-long conditions like loving cock and craving cum. Are you craving cum right now?"
"Yes," he admitted mouth instantly watering the moment the question was asked.
"Craving a cock in your ass?"
"Yes," he again admitted.
"Did you know that there are three glory holes in town?"
"No," Parker answered, his cock instantly hardening.
"One at college on the 7th floor of the library, one downtown in the bathroom beside the McDonalds and one in a porn store on the west side of town," Brandon revealed, having done some research about it earlier out of curiosity.
Craving cum, he asked, his hunger controlling his mind, "Can I suck your cock?"
"I'm not a faggot, Parker," Brandon said smugly. "Plus, if I was going to fuck someone it would be your Mom's ass."
"You bastard, I," Parker began and stopped, not wanting any more conditions added.
"I'll give you that one," Brandon said, "but one more outburst and the next order is sucking your dad's cock and getting a facial three times a day that you can only wash off the next morning."
"Sorry," Parker apologized, both of those orders terrifying.
"Now go and suck five cocks at each of the three gloryholes," Brandon ordered, and take one load of cum in your asshole at each one too."
"Please, no," Parker pleaded.
"At least six of those loads must be on your face and then go see your girlfriend and tell her you are a faggot who only sucks cock and takes cock up his ass."
Parker couldn't control his anger as he roared, "I'm going to fucking kill you!"
As Parker went to punch Brandon, Brandon ordered, "Punch yourself in the balls."
Parker obeyed, collapsing to the ground.
"You will punch yourself in the balls every hour for the next twenty-four hours," Brandon added, "and if you fucking threaten me again I will make that a permanent order, is that clear?"
"Yes," Parker replied in pain.
"And because I'm in a good mood I won't add the incest order yet, but I do have to punish you. You will send me and your girlfriend a picture of yourself with a cock in both holes in the next two hours. You will then send one of you with all the cum on your face. You will also go and buy a strap-on and take it with you to your girlfriend and ask her to fuck you with it. Lastly, you will look up every guy from our senior class who still lives in town, go to their houses, apologize for being such an asshole, and offer to be their cock sucker for the day."
Parker thought the humiliation would never end.
"Is that clear?"
"Yes," Parker said, getting up off his knees.
"Have fun, faggot," Brandon said, revelling in the power he had over the bully.
"This isn't fun," Parker pointed out.
Brandon added, "From now on you feel pleasure only when a cock is inside one of your two fuck holes."
Parker just nodded as he went to his car to start the lengthy task that was humiliating and yet had his cock hard as a rock.
Brandon returned to the house and asked his mom, "When are we going to test the new drug on Aunt Lisa?"
"I want to use the original drug on Lisa."
"You do?" Brandon asked.
"Yes, we can always give her the partial cure later," Elizabeth said, wanting to really have fun with this. "Is here any chance you can make it so it goes in her coffee?"
"Yeah, I could easily turn it into a liquid, like cream."
"Please do."
"Will do," Brandon said, surprised at how vengeful his mother was... which was another reason to get rid of his research soon.
...
Brandon spent the next three days hard at work on the drug. He created a liquid version and a version that would make the person sprayed unable to remember after an hour how they became like this. That way, the risk of getting caught was much less.
He also made a new drug that if sprayed would simply make orgasms more intense, a manipulation of the mind that he created specifically for his mom.
Of course, during these days he fucked his mom every day, while Carrie, much to his surprise, kept dating the nerd... even bringing him home for dinner.
Then came Saturday.
Brandon gave his mom the liquid version and Elizabeth used it as she poured a coffee for her sister. He then listened from around the corner as his mother turned his aunt into a submissive sex slave.
Elizabeth waited for it to take effect as they chatted about generic bullshit where Lisa raved on and on about her career while taking sly, but clear, shots at Elizabeth's life. Finally, dying to see if the drug would work, Elizabeth ordered, "Lisa would you please massage my feet?"
"What?" Lisa asked, the suggestion ridiculous. Yet, she felt herself getting off her chair as she asked, "Why are you even wearing nylons at the house?"
"My boy toy likes me wearing them," Elizabeth answered.
As Lisa dropped to her knees, she condescendingly asked, even as she realized she was on her knees, "You have a boy toy?"
"I have a girl toy, too," Elizabeth added. "Two actually, although I'm hoping to add a third very, very soon."
Lisa took the foot in her hands as she heard her sister's bizarre declarations that she was a lesbian and then she finally realized she had obeyed her sister and was massaging her foot. 'Why am I doing this?' she thought to herself. She tried to stop, but couldn't.
Elizabeth smiled, her sister had obeyed the simple, yet slightly demeaning task. She added, "Why don't you suck on each of my toes while you're down there?"
"Elizabeth stop being ridicul..." Lisa said, but was cut off as her mouth suddenly began sucking on her sister's toes through the silk nylon. 'What the fuck is going on?' Lisa thought to herself as she obeyed.
Elizabeth considered explaining what was happening, but instead decided to watch her sister's bewildered facial expression for a bit longer and just enjoyed her younger sister doing the demeaning slightly sexual task.
As Lisa obeyed, she tried to understand what the hell was going on. Why was she obeying? Why couldn't she stop?
Once all five toes had been sucked, Elizabeth ordered, "The other foot too, baby sister."
As Lisa obeyed, she began to ask, "What have you done to..." But her question was cut off as her mouth sucked on the big toe of the other foot.
"You do look good on your knees," Elizabeth quipped, before adding, "I imagine you have been on them a lot to get where you are in your career."
Lisa was furious. Both because her sister had drugged her somehow and also because that her sister was implying she fucked her way to the top. Sure she had given some blow jobs, been fucked many times and even took it in the ass on occasion, but that was all part of the sexual hierarchy that was the business world. All the female CEO's she knew had sucked and fucked their way to the top. True equality between men and women was a fallacy... until you got to the top and she, as Vice-President, was so close to the top she could taste it... literally.
After all ten toes were sucked, Lisa asked with venom in her tone, "What did you do to me?"
"Nothing," Elizabeth shrugged, before adding, "other than make you my personal servant."
Lisa stood up and said, "This isn't funny."
"Actually, it's hilarious," Elizabeth smirked. "Get undressed."
"What is wrong with you?" Lisa asked, even as her hands obeyed the order.
"I've had a sexual awakening," the older sister answered as she watched her sister obey.
Lisa looked down and realized she was obeying her sister's order. "Why can't I stop this?" she asked, baffled at the fact she was unbuttoning her blouse.
"I gave you a drug that makes you obey every order I give you," Elizabeth said matter-of-factly.
"You did what?" Lisa asked, even though she heard the answer.
"You always were a little slow on the uptake," Elizabeth smirked. She spoke slower, purposely mocking her sister, "I... gave you... a drug... that... makes you obey... every order... I give you."
"I fucking heard you," Lisa snapped, hating when anyone treated her condescendingly.
As her sister took off the blouse, Elizabeth continued, "The drug makes it so you can't say no to any order given to you by anyone."
"You can't be serious," Lisa said, even though she was indeed obeying every order her sister gave her. If this was true her whole career could be ruined.
"Take off your bra," Elizabeth ordered, answering the question with proof.
"Your son is home," Lisa pointed out.
Elizabeth ignored the point and once the bra was off, revealing a nice pair of tits, she ordered, "Pinch your nipples."
"Elizabeth, this is going too faaaaaar," Lisa said, as she yelped at the pinching of her own nipples.
"You can't lie to me, ever" Elizabeth said before deciding to interrogate her sister, "Do you think you're better than me?"
"Yes," Lisa answered, even as she kept pinching her nipples. Her sister had settled and then allowed her dreams to be stopped by having kids.
"Have you ever eaten pussy?"
"Yes," Lisa answered, occasionally the climbing of the ladder went through secretaries or women in higher positions and regardless of the sex... sex sells and Lisa was willing to do anything to get to the top.
"Recently?"
"A couple weeks ago," Lisa answered, thinking of how she closed the deal by going back to the hotel of a mid-sixties aged woman who made her dress up in a maid's outfit and serve her all evening. It wasn't pleasant, but it got the deal sealed and that was what mattered.
"Do you like eating pussy?"
"It's okay," Lisa answered, she had always seen sex as a means to an end and seldom did she enjoy it... nor did she dislike it. She just never allowed herself to give herself totally to the pleasure that could come from sex.
"From now on, you crave pussy," Elizabeth ordered.
"That's not how it works," Lisa said, shaking her head at her sister.
"Actually it does and I'll prove it soon," the older sister smirked as she began to build the foundation to having her own sister submissive.
"Have you cheated on your husband?" Elizabeth asked.
"Obviously, I just told you I was with a woman recently," Lisa snapped.
"Let me reword. Have you cheated on your husband with other men?"
"Yes," Lisa answered, even though she tried to say no.
"How many times?"
"A lot," Lisa admitted, embarrassed to have to tell her sister of her infidelity.
"Different men?"
"Dozens," Lisa answered, before adding, "Please stop asking these questions."
"How many dozens?"
"Five, maybe," Lisa admitted, thinking sixty was likely a close number.
"Wow, you're quite the slut."
"Don't you ever call me a slut," Lisa demanded, always hating the demeaning term. If a guy fucks sixty women he is a stud, yet a woman is a slut. That was bullshit. Sex was just sex, no more, no less.
"What would you call yourself then?"
"Adventurous."
"How many of those men did you actually like?"
"What does that have to do with it?"
"Point proven," Elizabeth said, not feeling guilty for what she was about to do to her sister. "Take off your jeans."
"Please, Elizabeth, you've made your point," Lisa said, even as she unbuttoned her jeans.
"Oh, I'm just getting started," the older sister said. "Is that how you ended up with your current position? You fucked your way to the top?"
"No, yes, it's not that simple," Lisa said, as yes, she had fucked a lot of guys to get where she was, likely more than sixty now that she thought about it more, but her hard work and intelligence also were key.
"I think it is," Elizabeth disagreed, ignoring her sister's words. "Have you been ass fucked?"
"Yes," Lisa again admitted, as she finished taking off her jeans.
"Do you like getting your asshole reamed?"
"Sometimes," Lisa answered, only enjoying it with smaller cocks or when drunk.
"Take off your panties too," Elizabeth ordered.
"Why are you doing this?" Lisa asked as she again obeyed.
"Revenge for all the years you've been a bitch," Elizabeth answered.
"Is this because you're jealous of me?" Lisa asked, knowing she had always been the favourite child... the successful one.
Elizabeth scoffed. "Yes, I'm super jealous of you. Working long hours, married to a loser, childless and thinking success is about money."
"Fuck you," Lisa shot back.
"I plan to fuck you," Elizabeth shot back, as she ordered, "Knees, sister."
"Please, Elizabeth," Lisa begged, as she lowered herself to her knees, realizing her predicament was more dire than she had originally thought.
"Crawl to me," Elizabeth said, reveling in the power she had over her sister. She knew what she was doing was morally wrong, yet that didn't faze her at all.
"Elizabeth!" Lisa repeated, as she crawled the few steps to her sister as she began to worry that her sister was going to make her eat her pussy.
"Be a good obedient submissive and I won't add life-long conditions to your situation," Elizabeth said looking down at her.
"What have you done to me?" Lisa asked.
Elizabeth called out, "Brandon."
"Yeah," Brandon said, walking out from the hallway where he was listening.
"Elizabeth!" Lisa gasped yet again, as she tried to cover herself up while on her knees.
Brandon explained, as he checked out his hot auntie, "The drug you drank in your coffee has changed your brain. You must obey any order given to you by anyone."
"You're not serious?" Lisa asked, mortified by what she was hearing, but yet it explained why she was obeying the ridiculous orders given to her by her sister.
"Bark, auntie," Brandon ordered.
"Woof! Woof! Woof!" Lisa instantly obeyed, shame and anger burning in her.
"Stop, auntie," Brandon ordered.
"Why would you do this to me?" Lisa asked.
"Because Mom asked me to."
"Why did you do this to me?" Lisa asked, looking up at her sister.
"Because you have never respected me or my life and now you will respect both," Elizabeth said.
"And the more you disobey the more we can manipulate your mind to make your life more," Brandon added before he paused, "inconvenient."
"Please, Brandon, this is wrong," Lisa pleaded, hoping her nephew, who likely created the drug, would be more rational.
"I have no say in this, auntie, the drug has already forever altered your brain," Brandon shrugged. "Although I must insist that any of the sluts who are going to serve in this house are in thigh highs. Carrie!"
"Oh my God, are you guys all a part of this twisted game?" Lisa asked.
"Eat my pussy, baby sister," Elizabeth ordered, wanting to be the first to be served by her sister.
"This is so..." Lisa protested, before her face was buried in her sister's pussy. She licked with disgust, shocked at what was happening to her.
"You love eating pussy," Elizabeth added the subliminal message. You are eager to please any girl who offers you her cunt."
Instantly, she began to enjoy licking her sister's pussy and became more aggressive. She wanted to taste the sweet nectar of her sister's pussy. She couldn't believe how amazing her sister tasted, even though she knew her brain was being manipulated.
"Yes?" Carrie asked, walking into the kitchen to see her aunt eating her mother.
"Go get your new pet a pair of thigh highs," Elizabeth instructed.
"Of course, Mommy," Carrie nodded, excited at the chance of having her own pet.
"Enjoying my pussy, baby sis?" Elizabeth asked.
"Yes," Lisa admitted, unable to lie as she kept licking... mortified by her current reality and yet unable to stop licking her sister's delicious pussy.
"Want Brandon to fuck you?" Elizabeth asked, as she watched her son get undressed.
"God, no," Lisa gasped.
Elizabeth added, "Incest turns you on. You get hornier every time you see a family member and you want to fuck them."
"Be careful," Brandon reminded his mother... not wanting to make the conditions too extreme.
"Right, right, getting carried away," Elizabeth laughed, not really worried about the long term consequences for her sister.
Carrie returned and Elizabeth ordered, "Put the stockings on your pet aunt."
"Yes, Mommy," Carrie said eagerly.
"Roll onto your back, sis," Elizabeth ordered. "And from now on, when we are alone you will call me Mistress."
Lisa obeyed, moving onto her back, but not saying anything even as a part of her was disappointed she didn't get to finish the task of getting her sister off. 'Fuck! Why can't I think for myself?'
"Lift your legs up, Auntie," Carrie ordered.
Lisa obeyed as she again pleaded, "Elizabeth, please, no more."
"But don't you want to eat my cunt again?"
"Yes, Mistress," Lisa reluctantly agreed, adding the word 'Mistress' only making the humiliating task even worse.
"What about my cunt?" Carrie asked, as she rolled the first stocking up her auntie's leg.
"Um," Lisa said, her head confused by the orders given and yet as she looked at her niece she suddenly saw her as sexy and beautiful and wondered what her pussy would taste like.
Carrie added, "You crave my pussy, Auntie."
"Careful Carrie," Brandon reminded, as he stroked his cock.
"But she is my pet, right?" Carrie asked.
"Yes, honey, she will be moving in here and living in your room," Elizabeth revealed.
"What?" Lisa gasped.
"Today everything changes, baby sis," Elizabeth revealed. "You are going to be our live-in slut and maid. You can keep your job, but you will divorce your husband, whom you don't love anyway and move in with us."
"Oh God," Lisa said. "Please Elizabeth, I'll do anything."
"I know you will," the older sister nodded.
Carrie finished the first stocking and then added, "Want to eat my cunt, Auntie?"
"Yes," Lisa answered this time, her mouth suddenly watering.
"Beg to eat my cunt," Carrie ordered, as she rolled the second stocking on her pet aunt.
Lisa couldn't believe the words that left her mouth. "Please Carrie, let Auntie make your cunt feel so good with my tongue."
"We will need to work on her dirty talk," Brandon laughed.
"Agreed," Elizabeth laughed as she got undressed.
Once the second thigh high was on, Carrie straddled her aunt's head and lowered her pussy onto her face. "Get eating, Auntie."
Lisa obeyed because she had no choice and was suddenly craving pussy. As she licked her niece's cunt with insatiable hunger, her head spun with confusion as her lust to lick pussy overrode her stress over her predicament. She didn't love her husband... he was a trophy husband who had connections that had helped her climb the ladder... but he had a small dick, wasn't overly bright or ambitious and had the personality of a brick. Yet, divorce was looked at as a form of weakness in the business world.
Brandon moved to his now naked mother, except for the strap-on she had just put on, and slid his cock in her mouth. Elizabeth sucked her son's cock, getting it ready for the double penetration they had planned in advance for her sister.
After a minute or two, Elizabeth allowed her son's cock to leave her mouth and said, "Go and lie down on my bed."
Brandon nodded, as Elizabeth ordered, "Carrie and slut, let's take this to the bedroom."
"Okay, Mommy," Carrie said, knowing the plan was to dp her aunt while she ate her pussy. Carrie got up, pulled up her auntie and said, "Come on, my slut."
Lisa got up, her face wet with pussy juice, and saw her sister with a strap-on.
"Crawl to my bedroom, slut," Elizabeth ordered.
"Yes, Mistress," Lisa replied as she fell to her knees and began crawling... humiliation, anger and lust all intense emotions swirling inside her with the ferocity of a tornado about to hit the coast.
Elizabeth watched her sister crawl and smiled. This was too good to be true.
Once in the bedroom, Lisa saw that Carrie was sucking Brandon's cock. The two siblings were committing incest right in front of her. "Carrie, what are you doing?"
Carrie stopped sucking, turned to her auntie and answered, "Sucking my brother's big dick. Now come and replace me."
"Carrie, this is so wrong," Lisa protested, as she crawled to the bed and climbed on it.
"Trust me, when his cock is buried in your cunt you won't think so," Carrie countered.
As Lisa got on the bed and saw her nephew's big hard cock her mouth watered. She knew it was the conditions implanted in her, but suddenly she wanted that cock in her mouth, in her pussy. She quickly moved to her nephew's cock and took it in her mouth. Truth was, she was a great cock sucker. Knowing that giving head was one of the quickest ways to climb the invisible corporate ladder, she had learned how to give an amazing blow job. She learned how to use her tongue and create extra-saliva to create a unique whirlpool experience. Of course, she also learned how to bob like a slutty porn star and not miss a beat as a guy deposited his load down her throat. She was equally willing to take a facial, whatever got the guy's rocks off.
Brandon moaned as his aunt began sucking him. In a couple of minutes, he could tell she was experienced. She bobbed fluently and was doing things with her mouth he had never felt before. He wasn't sure he would last long like this, but figured depositing the first load down her throat or all over her face wouldn't hurt.
"Shit, she is really going to town," Carrie said, impressed.
"Once a slut, always a slut," Elizabeth added.
Lisa ignored the comments about her as she focused on the big cock in her mouth.
Brandon asked, "Mom should I come in her mouth or all over her pretty face?"
"Fill her belly," Elizabeth said. "Your next load can coat her face."
"Okay," Brandon groaned, knowing he was close.
Lisa could tell from the moans and groans, but also slight shifts in body movement, when a guy was close and she knew her nephew was going to erupt any second. She kept bobbing and wasn't surprised when seconds later his load slithered down her throat. She didn't slow down at all, eagerly swallowing every drop of her nephew's cum.
"Oh God, auntie, so fucking good," Brandon whimpered, as his dick kept getting sucked throughout his more intense than usual orgasm.
"Straddle his cock, Lisa," Elizabeth ordered.
Lisa allowed the cock to slip out of her mouth, her pussy burning from the tasks she was made to do. Usually sex was just sex, sometimes she came, usually she didn't... but at this moment she desperately needed to come. She didn't protest at all, as she straddled her nephew's still hard cock and lowered her fevered box on it. "Oooooooh," she moaned, as it filled her completely.
"Lean forward, slut," Elizabeth ordered, as she lubed the cock and prepared to ass fuck her sister... something she had fantasied about excessively ever since the idea of making her sister a slut popped into her head a few days ago.
Even though Lisa had fucked dozens of men, taken a few strap-ons by dominant women, and sucked a couple hundred cocks she estimated, she had never been double penetrated. She had sucked one cock, while fucking another, but never had a cock in her pussy and ass simultaneously.
"Want me to fuck your ass, sister slut?" Elizabeth asked, as she rubbed the cock up and down her sister's ass cheeks.
And she did. Likely because she had been manipulated to want it, but also because she was suddenly curious what being double penetrated felt like. "Yes," Lisa admitted.
"Yes, what?" Elizabeth asked, really enjoying this power and smiling at the reality that she actually didn't manipulate her mentally to make her want it in the ass.
"Please, big sister," the horny younger sister moaned, as the teasing was really driving her nuts, "shove that dick up my shit hole and ream my asshole good." Lisa had long ago learned that talking dirty usually got her what she wanted.
Elizabeth was too turned on not to oblige, and she slammed the cock hard into her sister's asshole.
"Holy mother fucker!" Lisa screamed as her ass was completely filled in one hard unceremonious thrust.
"What, you want Mom too?" Elizabeth laughed as she began fucking her sister's ass hard.
"Oh God, you bitch," was all Lisa could muster as the pain seared through her.
Carrie, horny as hell watching the double penetration, moved in front of her aunt, straddling her brother, and ordered, "Get licking, auntie."
Lisa obeyed even as her body burned with pain.
Brandon, being the thoughtful nephew he was added a condition that could do no harm. "You only feel pleasure when any sort of cock is filling your ass, Lisa."
Lisa thought the order ludicrous. She did often enjoy an ass fucking, but not with such a big cock or while cold sober. Yet, instantly, like magic, the pain faded and a growing pleasure emerged. She moaned, while licking her niece's sweet pussy, "Oh God, yes."
"Yes what?" Elizabeth asked.
"Yes, I love you fucking my shit hole, Lisa answered.
And for a few minutes, the foursome occurred.
Eventually, Carrie came on her auntie's face and Lisa eagerly licked up all the pussy juices as best she could.
Lisa came three times from the double hammering, especially when Brandon began bucking his ass up to meet her sister's thrusts. She had never felt such intense pleasure and knew she was in big, big trouble.
When Carrie finally pulled out of Lisa, she ordered, "Suck my cock, bitch."
Lisa obeyed and Brandon got up and slid his cock into the gaping asshole of his auntie. The lengthy fucking had stimulated him greatly, but he couldn't get off in that position.
"Oh yes, fuck me with that big cock," Lisa moaned, loving the feeling of a real cock in her back door even more.
Unfortunately for her, the ass fucking didn't last long, Brandon coated the inside of her ass in just a couple dozen hard deep thrusts.
Elizabeth, satisfied with the complete domination of her sister smiled, "I hope you enjoyed."
Lisa, on her back, cum leaking out of her ass, weakly nodded, "I've never come so hard."
Brandon added, "I could give you a spray that makes every orgasm that intense."
Lisa weakly laughed, the entire last hour so surreal. Yet she also was worried about the future. "Is this condition really permanent?"
"Yes," Brandon nodded.
"So be nice to people," Elizabeth said, as she took the strap-on off.
"And remember, you are moving in with us," Carrie reminded.
Lisa's eyes went wide. "You were not serious about that?"
Elizabeth said, "Yes, Carrie always wanted a dog, but I'm allergic. Now she can have her own pet."
"And when here you will always be on all fours," Carrie added.
"Except when otherwise instructed," Brandon quickly added, to make the condition less severe and protect how problematic this could be otherwise.
"But I'm married."
"To a loser."
"What about my career?" Lisa asked, having a tough time arguing her husband was a loser.
"You can keep the job as long as it doesn't interfere with your duties here." Elizabeth said. "Is that clear?"
"Do I have a choice?" a defeated and yet, oddly, still horny Lisa asked.
Elizabeth laughed, "Not really."
"You can never tell anyone about any of this: the incest, the submission, your condition or the drug," Brandon added, covering their bases.
"Who would believe me?" Lisa asked, as she sat up.
"Just making sure," Brandon said, deciding it was definitely time to finish his original blackmail plan at the office.
Looking at her sister, her mouth salivating, she asked, "Mistress, can I eat your pussy again?"
"Maybe we made the conditions too intense?" Elizabeth laughed, as she got onto the bed, pushed her sister onto her back and straddled her face.
"Yes that 'always horny when family members' or however it was worded could be problematic," Brandon said.
"I don't think so," Elizabeth smiled as her sister began licking her pussy.
THE END for now.
Coming next: The final chapter of this story... Takeover OrgyRevenge of the Nerd: Total Control
Nerd gets final revenge on the hot bitch CEO that fired him.
Summary: Nerd gets final revenge on the hot bitch CEO that fired him.
This is the sixth and final part of the Revenge of the Nerds Mind Control story. Here is a summary of the first five parts:
BITCH SISTER
Brandon was fired from his job due to the failure of a mind control drug that had major side effects. Humiliated, he moved back home, where he perfected the drug and planned to use it to get revenge on the CEO bitch who fired him. But unsure of the side effects, he decided to first test it on his bitch sister, who became his personal fuck toy.
CHEERLEADERS
Brandon punishes his sister for her disobedience and, wanting to test if the drug has the same effects on each person, decides to add a second slut to his collection in his sister's best friend Becky. Besides testing the effects of the drug, he also decides to sodomize not one, but both submissive cheerleaders.
EX-BULLY'S MOM
Brandon ponders creating a new formula that isn't permanent to get his Mom, whom he respects too much to use the drug on. After some more ass fucking of his sister, he decides to test the drug on a neighbour MILF and mother of an ex-bully.
MOM
Brandon helps a friend get his own personal fuck toy before walking in to find his mother bound and being used by the ex-bully's Mom. After saving his mom and punishing the bitch, he and his mother end up having wild sex... until his sister walks in and joins the action for a sweet family threesome.
STUCK-UP AUNT
Brandon experiments with modifications on the drug. The drug is then used on his aunt at the request of his mother. By the end of the day the bitchy aunt is a submissive to all three members of the family.
Thanks to: Sophia, Robert, goamz86, and Wayne for editing.
A reminder of how the drug itself works when sprayed at a person:
Changes the moral fibre of a person...in reality, it shifts the decision making of the individual to the low standards they have while drunk...but with even more psychological manipulation:
-the person can't lie (like in that Jim Carrey movie 'Liar Liar')
-the person's body feels the need to obey even though their conscious mind argues against such obedience
-the person's sexual libido increases substantially
-the individual feels constricted by the clothes they are wearing and wants to be naked
-Brandon also played with the formula to create what he believed would be potentially permanent impacts on the person infected (the original drug only lasted an hour). This was the one thing he was still very unsure of: it could last a few hours, days, weeks or maybe forever.
And now, the conclusion to Brandon's revenge plot, which has taken a few twists and turns along the journey to ultimate revenge.
Revenge of the Nerd: Total Control
Brandon had gone quite astray from his real target for the mind control drug... although fucking his sister, her best friend, his MILF neighbour, his mom and his aunt had been a lot of fun... it was now time to finish his revenge scheme.
The morning before the day of the final revenge plot, he walked out to see Mom reading the paper with her feet up on two human stools: her sister, his aunt, and their neighbour.
No doubt Mom was enjoying the fringe benefits of the drug.
As was Brandon.
Horny, he walked to the two human sluts on their knees as Mom greeted, "How's my big man this morning?"
Brandon assumed she was talking about his dick and said, "Choosing which slut gets my load."
Mrs. Leveen, in whom he had instilled some pretty strong cum craving addictions, instantly begged, "Please, fuck me."
"You obviously have not fed her, her morning pussy snack," Brandon said, as he got out of his pyjamas to reveal he was going commando.
"Not yet," Mom responded, "they say patience is a virtue."
"Not one of mine," he said, as he moved behind Mrs. Leveen, dropped to his knees and slid his cock into her asshole.
"Yessssss," the well trained submissive slut moaned, her body conditioned to only feel pleasure from getting ass fucked... even though her asshole should be on fire after such a sudden, unlubricated violation.
"You like it in the ass, don't you?" Mom purred, "just like that faggot son of yours."
Mrs. Leveen hated that she did love it in the ass and hated even more that her son had been turned into a cock hungry faggot, but she was being obedient to protect her husband, who so far had been spared the life altering mind drug.
"Not as tight as she used to be," Brandon pointed out.
"She got triple teamed by black college boys yesterday," Mom revealed.
"That, I would like to see," Brandon said, the visual sounding hot and humiliating.
"I have it on video," Mom revealed. "It's even blu ray quality."
"Nice," Brandon agreed, thinking he needed to videotape tomorrow's revenge plot as well for posterity's sake.
"Yeah, the triple facial was really hot," Mom added.
After a couple of minutes of pounding Mrs. Leveen, Lisa whined, desperate to get cock as well, "What about me?"
"You really want your asshole pounded too?" Brandon asked.
"Yes, dammit," the frustrated aunt admitted, still furious at the reality she had been turned into a bimbo ass slut by her sister. Yet, every time she saw a cock, she craved it... even her nephew's.
"I'll be back," Brandon said, as he pulled out of slut one and slammed his cock into slut two... whose ass was substantially tighter than slut one.
"Yes!" Lisa screamed, as her asshole was filled by her nephew's big dick.
"No coming," Elizabeth announced, "not until after your Master dumps a load in one of you."
Brandon still couldn't believe how much his mother had changed since her discovery of the drug.
It was one more clear example of the threat of the drug.
In the wrong hands this drug could literally fuck up the entire world.
Which is why he had burnt his notes and other than three cure vials (well, somewhat of a cure), and six more doses for some rainy days, Brandon had erased any evidence of this successful experiment.
He would miss turning any bitch he wanted into his submissive three-hole cum slut, but the risks outweighed the gains.
Of course, that would be after tomorrow and the complete humiliation of Sarah, the CEO who had fired and humiliated him.
He kept slamming into his aunt, who was moaning wildly, clearly enjoying the hard ass fucking, as programmed.
"What about me?" Mrs. Leveen whined, wanting that dick back in her asshole... mortified that she craved a dick up her ass, especially that of a nerd like him.
"Like son, like mother," Brandon joked, having turned her son, his former bully, into a complete faggot.
She resented him even more at the reminder... having seen her strong son come home coated in cum. Yet, even with all that resentment, she still wanted that big cock in her ass, which frustrated her even more. So she lied, "He deserved it."
"As did you," Brandon said. "You never stopped him and then treated me like nothing."
That was true... but she grew up in a family where the good looking and rich ran society and thus she saw her son's bullying as just a survival of the fittest type of thing. A keeping of the social hierarchy.
Mrs. Leveen agreed, "And I will pay for it for the rest of my life."
"That you will," Brandon laughed, as he pulled out of his aunt and moved back into the MILF next door... she had become even more submissive and slutty since his mother added more conditions to her brain manipulation.
After a couple more minutes of hard ass pounding, Brandon was close and his Mom said, "Shoot your load on the floor and let the cum sluts fight over it."
"I love your wicked mind," Brandon smiled, loving the nasty idea.
"Like son, like mother," Elizabeth laughed, as she finally moved her feet off the two slut stools.
Brandon pulled out at the very last second, turned away from both sluts and shot his load all over the linoleum. He watched amused as both sluts scurried to retrieve the cum on the floor like pigs at a trough.
Elizabeth laughed, "I think they're hungry."
Lisa, used to getting what she wanted, wrestled the other bitch out of the way and retrieved the majority of the cum. She knew if she didn't she would be craving cum at work and not be able to make it to lunch without seeking out Joe, her go to cock to suck, since she was given this sick and twisted addiction.
Both the master and the mistress watched with amusement as Brandon put his cock away.
Elizabeth, who preferred her daughter's tongue to either of these two, called out, "Carrie, come and get breakfast."
A minute later, Carrie was between her mom's legs, while the two slaves were in a 69, helping each other with their quest for the cum they were programmed to crave.
...
That night, Brandon was let in by the janitorial staff, who hated Sarah as much as he did.
Brandon spent a few hours manipulating the air duct system so that now he controlled it completely. The plan was simple: send the drug into the 18th floor, which was Sarah's much too big office, let it do its magic and then... revenge.
Once done, Brandon went home and got a good night's sleep... tomorrow he would get revenge... he was so excited he didn't even fuck any of the sluts that were available for him.
The next morning, he got up later than usual, everyone was already gone, and once ready, headed to the office.
When Brandon got there, he was let in the back way from a janitor as security wouldn't have let him in.
Once inside, he pressed the button that would release the drug into the entire 18th floor after he got confirmation that she was in her office and the only other person on the floor was her equally bitchy secretary.
Brandon then waited impatiently for the ten minutes necessary for the drug to have completely dissipated from the floor.
Giddy with excitement, Brandon then made his way up the elevator and up to the bitch's exclusive floor... he had a date with revenge.
He walked to the secretary, Karen, who asked, clearly annoyed he was in front of her, "What are you doing here?"
"Getting revenge," Brandon answered, before adding, "get on all fours."
"How dare you," Karen, a beautiful redhead said, as she went to call security and yet instead felt herself drop to the floor and get on all fours. "What the fuck?" she questioned, confused, as she looked at the nerd.
"Nice ass," Brandon replied. "I can't wait to fuck it."
"You're disgusting," the redhead said, still confused why she was obeying such a loser.
"You crave cock in your ass," Brandon said, adding a condition to the pretentious bitch. Fuck, she was a secretary, as if she should be condescending to him.
"As if," she said.
Brandon smiled. He loved the strong defiance that would soon fade into bimbo-hood. He ordered, "Stand up."
She had been trying to stand up for the past forty-five seconds, so was thankful when this time her body allowed her to break through the invisible chains that seemed to be holding her down.
"Good, slut," he smirked, before adding, "Now get undressed."
"Fuck you," she snapped.
"That is the long term plan," he smiled, thinking he may take her home as a toy for the family to use. Mom would likely love such a pretty present.
Karen glared at him even as she felt herself unzipping her dress. 'What the hell? Why am I obeying him?' she thought to herself.
Brandon, seeing the confused look on the bimbo secretary's face, explained, "I have infected you with a drug that makes you obey every order given."
"That's ridiculous," she said, even as she pulled the dress over her head, suddenly standing in front of this letch in only her lace black bra and panties as well as her pantyhose.
"Agreed, but it's the truth," Brandon said, as he checked out the woman's great body. "Take off your bra, let's see those tits."
"Please stop this," Karen pleaded, suddenly understanding the harsh reality of her situation, as she unclasped her bra.
"Toss it to me."
Karen obeyed, then covered up her breasts.
"Arms at your side," he ordered, as he pulled his phone out.
"Please, no more," she begged, as she obeyed, feeling completely mortified.
Brandon snapped a couple pictures, before he grabbed the scissors on her desk and ordered, "Cut the crotch of your pantyhose and then cut your panties so I can see that fuck box of yours."
She grabbed the scissors as she glared, "You're fucking disgusting."
"You now only drink your coffee with a load of cum in it," Brandon added, always enjoying thinking of new ways to humiliate.
She scoffed, as she moved the scissors to her crotch area, "Huh, I don't drink coffee."
He shook his head at how dumb she was. "Fine, you will take a facial every morning and rub it all over your face like face cream."
"You can't be serious?" she questioned, realizing she should have shut up.
"Every order I give you is permanent, so you should think before you speak," Brandon said, trying to push her, "If a dumb slut like you can actually think first."
She glared at him, her entire body shaking with anger as she cut the expensive hosiery and ripped a hole in it... but she didn't speak.
"Now the panties," he ordered again, enjoying watching the bitch obey him as a prelude to the main event.
She again obeyed without a word, catching on quickly that she was better off to keep her mouth shut.
Once they were cut, she obediently handed the panties to him.
He said, 'If you behave, I'll make sure the real bitch I'm here for eats that shaved cunt of yours."
Karen was surprised by this. The bitch he was talking about was her boss... who she hated. A boss who had made Karen eat her out, and fuck big name clients (both male and female). She was compensated really well for a secretary, but the reality was she was a lot more than a secretary... and had been biding her time to climb up the political ladder at the company.
She said, with a smile even while in her current predicament, "You'll let me be in control of the Evil Queen?"
"If you're an obedient pet," Brandon said, as he walked to her and moved his hand to her pussy.
Karen, used to being used for sex, allowed herself be fingered by the nerd... realizing if she played her cards right she may be able to manipulate this fucked up situation for her benefit. So she faked a moan instead.
Brandon was impressed at how quickly Karen understood her situation. He wanted to fuck her, but that would have to wait... he had to finish his revenge plan first.
"On all fours," he ordered, as he pulled his finger out of her cunt and moved it to his lips.
Karen obeyed.
"Crawl to the door," Brandon instructed.
She again obeyed.
Brandon took one last deep breath, the end was finally here. "Crawl inside," he ordered, as he opened the door.
Karen obeyed, as Sarah looked up from her desk.
"What the fuck?" Sarah asked, as she saw her secretary crawl in almost naked. Sure, she had seen the slut naked before... in this office... but never like this. Usually it was when she was horny and needed an orgasm or when she really wanted to be wicked, like talking to a potential client while her bimbo full-service secretary was under her desk licking away. Fuck, she revelled in her power.
Brandon then walked in.
"Hi, bitch," Brandon smugly said, walking in behind his newest bimbo.
"What the hell are you doing here?" Sarah asked, looking up at just one of many men she had fired during her time here.
"Getting revenge," Brandon replied bluntly, before adding, "Sarah take off your blouse and bra, let's see those fake tits your CEO salary paid for."
Sarah glared and threatened, even as her hands went to her blouse and she started undoing her buttons, "I'm going to have you arrested."
Brandon shrugged, making sure to get all his subliminal messages correct to protect himself from any future threat, "You will never mention my name after I cum in your ass. You will also never tell anyone why you became the complete cum slut you are about to become."
"Yeah, right," Sarah scoffed while glaring at the little puke, as she looked down and realized she was unbuttoning her blouse. She tried to stop herself, but she couldn't. "What the hell?"
"It works," Brandon smirked.
"What works?' she asked, even as she finished unbuttoning the blouse.
"You are as dumb as you look," Brandon said, loving finally being able to say exactly what he thought of the bitch.
"You little prick," Sarah snapped, as she took her blouse off. Then it hit her. The fucker had finally got the mind control drug to work.
"Actually, I'm quite well endowed," Brandon corrected, as he ordered, "Karen, come and show your boss how big I am."
Karen was curious and willing to do whatever it took to not have any more conditions put on her. So she crawled to him and fished out his cock.
Sarah unclasped her bra, frustrated and worried. She wondered how he had got the drug in her. How long did it last? Trying to be casual, hiding her anger and concern, she asked, "How did you make it work?"
"That doesn't matter," he said, as his cock was fished out... already hard.
Continuing to try and distract him, hoping the drug was short lived, she said, "Brandon, we can work something out here."
"What did you have in mind?" Brandon asked, playing along.
"Anything," Sarah said.
"So you'll take my cock in your ass willingly, while you eat out Karen?" Brandon asked.
Sarah looked down and saw that the nerd had a damn big dick. She also watched as Karen took it in her mouth without being told.
"Is this what this is all about? You want to fuck me?" she asked, thinking maybe she could fuck her way out of this. She had fucked much smaller, much uglier men to get where she currently was. Men were easy to manipulate.
Karen was impressed by the nerd's cock; conversely, Brandon was impressed with the secretary's mouth.
Brandon answered, "It's about teaching you a lesson."
"How so?" she asked. "Because I fired you or because I rejected you?"
"Because you're a complete bitch," he answered. "Now take off your skirt."
"How long does the drug work?" Sarah asked again, wanting to know how long she would be under this loser's control.
"Forever," Brandon answered, as she pulled her skirt down.
Much to his surprise, she was wearing thigh high stockings which made him happy. "You even dressed to be fucked."
She ignored that comment as she focused on the horrifying one word answer. She asked, "What do you mean forever?"
"It's a pretty simple word," Brandon explained.
Sarah glared at him. She hated being treated like she was stupid.
"Until you die," Brandon added, speaking in a slow mocking voice... speaking as if she was a little child.
"You can't be serious?" she said, even during the trial of the drug it was supposed to only have limited time attached to it. They were already breaking the Geneva Code if it would have worked and been used against enemies of the state to extract vital information, but if it was permanent, that would be a disaster.
"I didn't mean to make it that way," Brandon shrugged, impressed by her body. "But I do see some fringe benefits to it."
"This is very dangerous," she stressed, not only for her, but the world if this drug got in the wrong hands.
"That is why I erased all my research and got rid of the rest of the drug. You are the last test case," he said, which was true, other than those few vials he'd kept for future use.
"You really perfected it to get revenge on me?" she asked.
"Yep," he nodded, "and to prove I could do it."
"Well," she said. "I'm impressed."
"And now you will be my three-hole fuck slut," he said, before adding, "although I imagine that is how you got to this position."
This pissed her off. Sure, she had fucked some significant men and a couple women to get here, but she was also a very intelligent woman who deserved to be where she was. "Says the unemployed nerd."
He sighed, "Do you eat cunt?"
"God, no," Sarah answered, although she had on occasion on her journey to the top or to close a deal if need be.
"You love eating cunt, you crave cunt," Brandon gave Sarah her first of many 'forever' messages.
Sarah instantly looked down at her secretary. Her secretary had munched on her box many times, but she had never returned the favour.
"Karen go sit on her desk and spread your legs for your new pet," Brandon instructed.
"What?" Sarah asked, even as her mouth watered.
"Sarah, you are a submissive to every person in the world. You will suck cock, eat pussy and fuck any person who orders you to," Brandon listed, getting ready to really put the bitch in place.
"Please, no," Sarah begged.
"You only want to serve. You love cock in your mouth, cock in your cunt, cock in your ass and a pussy rubbing all over your face. You crave cum, guy cum, girl cum, you don't care. You just must have it," Brandon continued.
"You bastard," Sarah snapped, furious, even as she looked at her secretary, who was now in front of her with her legs spread and her own mouth salivating.
"You will suck, fuck or eat someone new every day," Brandon continued, as he walked towards her.
"Get eating my pussy, you dumb whore," Karen ordered.
"You're fucking sick," Sarah yelled, so angry, even as she bent down and began to lick the pussy of her secretary.
"You will offer yourself to at least one relative," Brandon added, really enjoying the power, as he moved behind her, tugged her panties aside and slid his cock in her cunt.
"God, no," Sarah whined, even as the pleasure from the loser's cock in her pussy hit her intensely.
"You will only come when someone calls you 'a bimbo cum bucket'" Brandon added, as his own balls boiled quickly... having not come yet today.
"I'm going to get you for this," Sarah continued being defiant, even though her mind and body were completely at his whim.
"You will only wash your face with cum," Brandon continued, able to add suggestions all day.
"Keep licking, slut," Karen ordered, her own orgasm rising and liking the idea of finally having power over her bitchy boss.
"You little bitch," Sarah glared, even as she licked the pussy in front of her.
"And Sarah, you can never give anyone else an order... ever. You are the lowest slut in the office and in the world," Brandon added. "Your only purpose is to get others off with your three bimbo holes."
"Fucking asshole," Sarah snapped, rage coursing through her.
Brandon agreed, pulling out and slamming his cock roughly into the bitch's asshole, "That I am, literally and figuratively."
"You bastard!" she screamed, as her asshole was ripped apart... a searing pain coursing through her.
"You told me to fuck your asshole," he responded, enjoying the power he had over the bitch who fired him.
"Please pull out," Sarah begged, the pain intense. She had been ass fucked many times, but never without excessive lube and usually a lot of wine.
"You love it in the ass, it makes you feel like the complete whore you are," Brandon reminded her. "Big dicks in your ass make your cunt leak and make you want to come."
Instantly, even as the pain lingered, her pussy burned and she began to enjoy the anal pilfering. Yet, she threatened, furious at what he was doing to her, "I'm going to get you for this."
"And now you will go to the homeless shelter tonight and fuck at least one guy," Brandon added, his balls about to burst.
"Fuck you," Sarah glared.
"And every weekend, you will go to an old folks home and offer a resident, male and female, your services, always doing someone new each time," Brandon said as he reamed her asshole... his load close to erupting.
As Sarah licked the delicious pussy of her secretary and got her ass reamed, her cunt burned and all she could think about was the orgasm that was so close to hitting her, but wouldn't come.
"Here comes your first load, cum slut," Brandon said, as he grunted and deposited a day's worth of cum up the bitch's rectum.
The load filling Sarah's ass sent shockwaves directly to her cunt and yet the orgasm didn't happen.
Brandon watched with his cock still buried in the bitch's ass, as Karen grabbed her boss's head and began to roughly grind on her face.
Karen ordered, "Lick my cunt, you fucking bimbo bitch."
Sarah licked, even as her orgasm was so fucking close it was all she could think about, which made her also fume at both her predicament and the name calling.
Karen enjoyed roughly using the bitch's face... revenge for all the years of being treated like a servant.
Brandon said, "Time to fuck that cunt of yours now... something I've wanted to do forever."
Sarah glared back at him, knowing she was defeated and yet too proud to not be defiant. She snapped, "It's probably the only way you get action."
Brandon shrugged, as he pulled out of her ass and moved to her cunt, "It sure as hell hasn't hurt."
"You're such a fucking loser," Sarah snapped, not going to let him bully her even if she couldn't control her body.
"You desperately want me," Brandon said. "Every time you have a cock in one of your three gaping fuck holes you will only fantasize about me."
"That is disgusting," Sarah said, repulsed, even as she glanced down at his cock and instantly wanted it.
Brando shrugged, "I think maybe you could use a nice baby in that body of yours."
"What? God, no," Sarah said, this repulsing her more than taking it up the ass.
"You want a baby," Brandon added. "You will take every load for the next year in that cunt of yours or until you're pregnant."
"No, no, no, no, no," Sarah pleaded, just as Brandon slammed his cock in her cunt.
"And you will stop using birth control of all types," Brandon added, as he began fucking her hard.
"Please, nooooo," Sarah whined, even as the loser's cock felt so good inside her.
"Oh yes, today you won't leave this room until you have taken ten loads in your cunt," Brandon added, his balls boiling rejuvenating as his revenge plan finally came to fruition.
"You sick fucking bastard," Sarah roared, again unable to control her anger.
"You will get your nipples pierced and a tattoo on your ass that says, 'Cum deposit,'" Brandon added, beginning to run out of new lifelong conditioning.
"And you also will drink a cup of pee every day," Karen added, as she suddenly urinated all over Sarah's stunned face.
"You bitch," Sarah gasped, as a yellow stream sprayed into her mouth and then on her face.
"Good one," Brandon smiled.
"I hate you fuckers," Sarah said, tears streaming down her eyes at her complete humiliation, even as the pleasure continued to drive her nuts... the orgasm that wouldn't erupt only adding to the frustration.
"And yet you love my cock, don't you?" Brandon smiled, continuing to slam into the bitch.
Frustratingly, the answer was yes for the horny as hell bitch.
"Speak the truth," Brandon ordered.
"Yes, dammit," Sarah admitted, before adding, as she moved her hand to her cunt to rub herself, desperate to get off, "because you made me."
"You want to come?" Brandon asked, as Karen got off the table.
"Yes," Sarah whined, unable to think of anything else other than coming.
"Tell me what the words are," Brandon ordered.
Sarah couldn't remember them. She knew they were degrading. She knew bimbo was part of it, but couldn't remember the rest.
Karen said, "You're a bimbo cum..."
Sarah remembered and so desperate to cum, the nerd's cock feeling so good in her cunt, didn't even hesitate, as she declared, "I'm a bimbo cum bucket." To her frustration that didn't make the damn burst. She repeated, "I'm a bimbo cum bucket."
Brandon explained, knowing his second load was close, "You can only come when someone else uses the magic phrase."
Karen really enjoying the power over the bitch said, "You're a bimbo cum bitch."
Sarah could feel an extra rush of pleasure that almost erupted with the magic phrase, but was denied by the final last word. "Nooooooo," she whined, her entire body at the whim of these two monsters.
Karen continued, "You're a bimbo cum buckaroo."
"Please," Sarah begged, as she began bouncing back on the nerd's cock, while rubbing herself frantically doing anything she could to come.
"You're a bimbo cum bucket," Brandon declared, as he shot his second load deep in the bitch's cunt.
"Yesssssss," Sarah screamed, as the most intense orgasm in her life ripped through her. Then she felt the bastard shoot his load inside her unprotected womb.
"You wanted to come," Brandon reminded her, as he kept spewing his seed in her.
"You made me," Sarah whined, even as the pleasure overwhelmed her.
Karen added, even as the first orgasm was still coursing through the bitch, she repeated, "Such a nasty slut. You're a bimbo cum bucket."
A second orgasm in a row, something she had never had before, sent shockwaves through Sarah as she screamed, "Holy fuck."
Brandon pulled out, and went to his phone. He texted the three male daytime janitors that they could come up now.
Sarah just laid bent over her desk, coated in piss, filled with cum, as the double orgasm seemed to never end.
Karen asked, "Now what?"
"You're coming home with me," Brandon said. "Be a good slut and I may give you the antidote."
"I'll do anything for you," Karen said, dropping to her knees and taking the cock that had just plowed both the bitch's holes in her mouth.
"Good to know," he nodded, just as there was a knock at the door. Obviously, the janitors were close. "Come in."
Sarah gasped, "No," just as she saw the door open and the janitors walk in.
"Go triple team the slut," Brandon said, as he pulled out of Karen's mouth and moved to a comfortable couch. Karen crawled back to him and resumed sucking as Sarah's eyes went wide.
"Please, Brandon, I'll do anything too," Sarah begged, even as the disgusting janitors of different races moved to her.
"Oh, yes you will," Brandon said. "Plus, you still need nine more loads in your cunt before you can leave your office."
"You can't be serious?" Sarah asked, even though she knew he was.
Soon she was on the floor with a Mexican cock in her cunt, a black cock in her mouth and an Asian cock in her ass, she couldn't tell if he was Japanese or Chinese.
Brandon enjoyed the lengthy blow job thinking that Karen would be perfect as a fuck toy, a family slave and also a girlfriend.
As he watched, he typed on his phone the speech she would read to the board where she was appointing Brandon as the new Vice-President of the company... he couldn't get rid of her yet... not until he had established himself as a worthy replacement.
If that failed, he could easily spray the entire boardroom and make the majority of the male board members faggots... he hated them all but Joe.
Either way, he was going to come out on top... literally.
THE END