Chapter 38

Joey had decided that after fucking the beautiful and sexy Susan Thomson and having her perform oral sex, swallowing his cum, he wanted to keep her as one of his sex slaves. With Susan already pregnant from Jeffry Hoff’s rape, but with her not showing yet, Joey decided to have Susan quit her job. That way, he could move her and Becky, her seventeen-year-old daughter, to a living area at The Home for Unwed Mothers. Thus allowing him to have access to their sexy bodies anytime he wanted to use them for sexual pleasure.

Due to the subconscious mind-controlling instructions implanted while under the influence of The Hypnotic Eye, Susan, and Becky fully accepted being Joey’s sex slaves and had no qualms about being his property and obeying anything he wished them to do, sexually or otherwise. At night, Joey had both Susan and Becky in the master bedroom in Susan’s queen-size bed. The night usually went with the beautiful mother on her back with her smooth, sexy legs spread. Joey would be in between them, driving his hard cock in and out of her pussy while she worked her hips fucking him.

Becky would lay beside them, not caring that her mother was having sex with Joey, a teenage boy. Now that they were both Joey’s property and his sex slaves, Becky no longer viewed Susan as the moral authority over her. The teen now accepted and viewed her mother as a sex slave equal, not caring what Joey or men did to her mother sexually.

However, Becky found herself wishing it was her who was underneath him with her legs spread and him fucking her hot young cunt. Becky’s wish was fulfilled each night after he finished with her mother and had a short rest. Joey had Susan to suck his soft cock back to full erection. She then lay beside Joey and Becky as he fucked her teenage daughter’s tight young pussy. As Joey’s sex slave, Susan did not care that her daughter was having his baby-making cum ejaculated into Becky’s unprotected young pussy. If Joey wanted Becky pregnant with his child, Susan, as his obedient sex slave, was fine with her seventeen-year-old unmarried daughter having Joey’s baby.

During the day, when Becky was at school, Joey often had Susan’s sexy lips wrapped around his hard cock, performing oral sex. She spent much of her time on her knees, with her pretty head going up and down with Joey’s cock sliding in and out of her sexy mouth. With the help of Mr. Eye, Becky’s beautiful mother could take the full length of Joey’s hard cock in her mouth. Her sexy lips would be at the base of his cock, and the head would be in her throat. After initially gagging and getting choked, Susan could now deepthroat equivalent to a Hollywood porn star.

Also, Joey did not let Susan’s learned lesbian talents go to waste either. Often at night, after fucking Susan or Becky, he would lie back and have Susan’s pretty head in between Becky’s smooth, soft teen legs, performing cunnilingus on her daughter. The teen would be gyrating her hips and loudly moaning. It always culminated with Becky having a massive orgasm.

Usually, by the time Susan and Becky had finished their lesbian sex performance, Joey had rested and had seventeen-year-old Becky suck his cock hard while her mother lay beside them and watched. Joey would then put Becky on her back and fuck her, giving her unprotected pussy another load of his hot baby-making cum. Susan knew it would be only a matter of time before her young daughter’s flat belly swelled with Joey’s baby growing inside her.

It was later in the week, and Becky was at school. Joey and Susan were in the living room. He was sitting naked on the sofa. His and Susan’s clothes were on the floor. The beautiful and sexy mother was nude, kneeling in between Joey’s open legs. Her pretty head was going up and down as his hard cock slid in and out of Susan’s mouth as she performed oral sex for Joey.

Then suddenly, they heard the doorbell ring, and Susan raised her head, letting Joey’s cock slip out of her mouth. Being Joey’s obedient sex slave, Susan looked up at Joey with a questioning look and softly asked, “I’m not expecting anyone; shall I ignore it and continue sucking?

“No; get presentable and see who it is,” Joey said, quickly putting on his clothes as the doorbell rang again.

“As you wish,” Susan obediently replied. She jumped up and, with her unrestrained C-cup breasts bouncing, grabbed her loose-fitting sweatshirt and sweatpants she had been wearing and quickly put them on. Taking no time to put on her bra and panties, Susan grabbed them off the floor and stuffed them under a sofa cushion. She and Joey were barefooted, and by then, Joey stood by the door. He had looked through the peephole and whispered, “It’s a beautiful strawberry-blonde in her late twenties or early thirties,” as the doorbell rang again.

“Oh God! That sounds like Stephanie. I didn’t want to have anything to do with her after what she did to me. Of course, it’s entirely up to you what I do now that I belong to you,” Susan submissively whispered, and the doorbell rang again.

“Let her in and introduce me as a distant cousin visiting. I will take it from there,” Joey said as he went over and sat on the sofa.

“As you wish,” Susan obediently replied, opened the door, and said, “I certainly wasn’t expecting to see you.”

“May I come in?” Stephanie softly asked.

“Yes,” Susan replied and stepped back, allowing Stephanie to enter the living room.

The beautiful strawberry-blonde was immediately surprised to see a teenage boy sitting on the sofa and said, “I didn’t know you had company; I’ll come back later.”

“Oh, this is Joey. He is one of our out-of-town cousins here visiting for a day or two,” Susan said while closing the front door. Susan then said, “Joey, this is my friend Stephanie.”

“Nice to meet you,” the pretty strawberry-blonde said in a soft, polite voice, but Joey could tell she was extremely nervous.

“Likewise,” Joey replied while thinking, ‘This Stephanie bitch is damn hot and sexy for a lesbian. If what Susan said about her never being with a man, she may still technically be a virgin. An introduction to Mr. Eye is certainly warranted.’ However, what Stephanie had told Susan--about never being with a man--was a lie. The beautiful strawberry-blond kept it a secret that she had once been in an abusive marriage and was divorced. She had been too ashamed to let anyone know about her failed marriage, especially after becoming a lesbian as the result of repeated male sexual abuse.

When Stephanie Darnell was sixteen and a high school sophomore, the innocent young redhead fell madly in love with Hamilton Sears, whom everyone called ‘Ham.’ He was in the same grade as Stephanie despite being two years older than her. Ham started school a year late and failed a grade. They dated for two years, and when Stephanie turned eighteen, they married over her parents’ objections.

Almost immediately, they had marital problems. While Ham did have a job, it was menial labor with low pay. Stephanie took a job as a cashier at a convenience store, which often required her to work late at night. After being on her feet for eight to ten hours, she was usually tired and not in the mood for sex. After weeks of only having sex on her one day a week off, Ham tired of hearing how she was too exhausted to have sex; he grabbed a handful of her long, soft, strawberry-blonde hair and dragged her into the bedroom while saying, “You’re going to fuck tonight whether you want to or not.”

Ham picked up his 123-pound wife, still wearing the skirt and blouse she wore to work, and threw her down on the bed. He then got on the bed and ripped open Stephanie’s blouse, exposing her 32D bra.

“Please stop this,” Stephanie pleaded as Ham pulled up her skirt and ripped her panties off, and demandingly said, “You’re not going to tell me when I can and cannot fuck you.” When the beautiful and sexy strawberry-blonde tried to get up, her husband knocked her back down, saying, “You’re going to get fucked one way or another,” and gave Stephanie’s left D-cup breast a hard slap causing excruciating pain.

“Please! That hurt,” Stephanie cried out as tears formed in her pretty blue eyes. Still enraged, Ham gave her right nude breast a hard slap, causing more excruciating pain.

“Okay, you can fuck me,” Stephanie said while crying.

Her husband got off the bed, and while removing his clothes, he told his wife, “Get the rest of your damn clothes off.”

Stephanie, defeated, sat up in bed and slipped off her blouse, which her husband had ripped open. Then, as tears rolled down her pretty cheeks, she reached behind her back and unhooked her bra, freeing her magnificent D-cup breasts. After dropping her blouse and bra on the floor beside the bed, Stephanie lay back down on her back. She then unfastened her skirt and slid it down and off her sexy legs. Then it lay on the floor with her shoes and other clothes.

Ham, now naked, got on top of Stephanie, mashing her large breasts with his bare chest. Still crying, she let out a whimpering moan when he, without regard for his wife’s feelings, rammed his hard cock into her pussy really hard. It caused her sexy legs to kick up as he went deep inside her. Stephanie lay there crying while her husband viciously fucked her. Only after he ejaculated his cum inside her amazingly tight pussy did he pull out and demandingly say, “From now on, you’re going to fuck and suck me off anytime I want you.”

While they were in high school, and after they had started going steady, Ham did talk Stephanie into sucking his cock. The first time, the innocent strawberry-blonde profusely gagged. She never allowed Ham to ejaculate his cum in her mouth and used her small soft hands to finish him off. However, by the time they got married, she could perform fellatio without gagging. Also, Stephanie refused to engage in premarital sex, still being a virgin on her wedding night. It took Stephanie almost a year of continual sexual abuse before she finally managed to get enough courage to leave her husband and file for divorce.

Now, at twenty-nine, she was at Susan Thomson’s wanting to confess and said, “I wanted to talk to you about important matters, but you have company; it can wait until later. I should go,” Stephanie softly said.

“Before you go, Joey has something very interesting you must see,” Susan told her ex-girlfriend, just as she had been instructed to do.

“Yes, I think you will find this amazing,” Joey said while standing up, reaching into his pocket, and taking out the little box.”

“I really must go,” Stephanie softly said. However, by then, Joey had walked over to the beautiful strawberry-blonde and held out the little box. When he flipped open the lid, Stephanie automatically looked down into the Hypnotic Eye. Instantly, she went into a deep trance.

“You now have total control of her,” Joey telepathically heard Mr. Eye.

“Stephanie, I have not decided what to do with you yet. However, you will obey immediately, without question, any instructions I give you. You will answer any questions truthfully and fully. If I decide to have sex with you, you will perform any sexual act I require, no matter how revolting or degrading you once thought having sex with a man or teenage boy was. Also, you will always keep a pleasant, submissive, and obedient personality with me,” Joey told Susan’s ex-lesbian girlfriend.

“I will do as you wish,” Stephanie replied in a soft, submissive voice while Joey heard Mr. Eye in his head, “She will be as you have instructed.” The strawberry-blonde was no longer nervous and had a pleasant smile on her pretty face. For a reason she did not understand, Stephanie knew she would obey and do anything this strange teenage boy wanted. She could not explain her sudden sexual arousal and the fact that she would submissively fuck him and perform fellatio and swallow his cum.

Joey then closed the little box, put it back into his pocket, and asked, “As a lesbian, are you a virgin?” curious if the beautiful twenty-nine-year-old strawberry blonde was still actually a virgin.

“No, I was once married, but it didn’t work out. My husband was extremely controlling and abusive, so I got a divorce. After moving away, I was too ashamed to let anyone know about my failed marriage. It had a devastating effect on me, turning me against all men,” Stephanie told Joey.

“I had no idea Stephanie had been married; she never mentioned him,” Susan commented.

“I was always too ashamed to tell you, and you thought I was a lesbian anyway,” Stephanie softly admitted.

“Why are you here?” Joey asked.

“I wanted to explain my situation to Susan in hopes that she would forgive me for everything I did to her,” the strawberry-blonde softly said.

“Well then, let’s sit down, and you can tell Susan what you came for,” Joey said.

“As you wish,” Stepanie softly replied. She and Susan sat on the sofa while Joey sat on the recliner across from them, and the beautiful and sexy strawberry blonde told her story.

“I know how things went down; it appeared that I was orchestrating the situation, but that was not the case. I was and still am being blackmailed by Shirley and Jeffry Hoff. He wanted me sexually, and she wanted me for her and her husband’s plaything. First, I better back up a little. After my terrible divorce that affected me emotionally, I joined a women’s help group. That was where I met Shirley Hoff. I didn’t know at the time that she was bi-sexual, and the help group was a front for a lesbian get-together.”

“To make a long story short, before I realized it, Shirley, using my emotional vulnerability and hatred for men at the time, seduced me. We had attended a party where I consumed a couple of glasses of wine—no more than usual at a party. I’m not a heavy drinker. Usually, two glasses of wine don’t affect me. However, that evening, I was highly intoxicated. I now think Shirley slipped something in my wine.”

“Like I said, I was high on something, and after leaving the party, I passed out in Shirley’s car. The next thing I remember, I was nude on a bed, on my back, with my legs spread with Shirley’s head in between them, performing lesbian sex on me. I could feel her tongue and lips manipulating my little clit, causing me to wiggle my ass and let out sexual moans. Then, I had a tremendous, mind-blowing orgasm. It had been months since I had had sex, and admittedly, I needed the sexual release. For the next several weeks, I functioned as Shirley’s girlfriend and lesbian partner even though she was married.”