Wendy's Collar
by Farleven
Copyright© 2021 by Farleven
Mind Control Sex Story: Women everywhere had started wearing these new collars. It wasn't long before rumors began to spread that saying the right phrase would turn the wearer into a slut. Wendy wasn't sure she believed it, but when her study partner tried out the phrase, she wasn't ready for the new feelings that quickly overwhelmed her.
Caution: This Mind Control Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Magic Mind Control NonConsensual Reluctant Fiction School First Oral Sex .
“I don’t think I can read one more word.” Jake tossed down his book and looked over at Wendy. They had met up in her room to study for their final next week. Second year calculus was nothing to sneeze at, and Wendy was top of her class. It didn’t hurt that she was something of a knockout either, with a nice chest, smooth thighs and a cute face that seemed to just make you want to see it curled up in pleasure. A thick mane of brown hair was the perfect accent as well. The truth was, he didn’t really need to study, but it had been a great excuse to get some alone time with her.
“Come on, we just got started.” Wendy huffed. She kind of liked Jake a little, but she didn’t want to see him as just another guy trying to use class work to get some private time with her. She knew how attractive she was, and had worked hard to ignore men as much as possible so she could get through school. She knew it would be too easy to fall into a relationship, and she might not get back out again.
“You know what that collar means don’t you?” Jake smiled as looked at Wendy’s thin lace collar. She quivered as he looked at her. They both knew what it meant. Wendy was a bit embarrassed that he’d even bring it up given all the recent news.
“Yes, I know that I could become a slut if someone said the right trigger phrase.” Wendy shuddered, like most women she’d started wearing the collar when it became a big fashion hit last year. It didn’t hurt that it was cheap, and soon everyone was wearing one. No one had even questioned the fact that they hadn’t wanted to take them off. There had been rumors that they were magic for the last few weeks, but it was more than just that. If you wore one of those collars and heard a special phrase you would lose all your inhibitions, and turn into a submissive, eager, slut. There was another rumor that someone had discovered the trigger and it was slowly being shared around the world.
“What would you say if I told you I learned the trigger.” Jake smiled as he saw her flinch.
“No, please!” Wendy whimpered. Somehow, she could see it in his eyes that he wasn’t just teasing. It would have been a bad joke no matter what, but there was only one reason for him to mention that if he actually knew the words. She tried to get up but he spoke before she could get off the couch.
“Angels sing when the waves part the shore...” Jake smiled as Wendy’s eyes when wide.
“God damn you!” She cried as she felt her body flush. “I don’t want to be some hot pussy slut for you to fuck!”
Wendy cupped her hands over her mouth, shocked at her suddenly lewd mouth. She’d spent her whole life cultivating her good girl image. She didn’t swear out loud or use disgusting terms for her own body. In a way it was almost a rush to say words like that, but not under these circumstances.
“Ah, but I don’t think you have a choice, now.” Jake smiled.
“Bastard! You fucking bastard!” Wendy swore as she slid her hands between her legs. “I don’t want to be a slut! I liked myself before!”
“But now we can have so much fun together.” Jake said as Wendy started to rub between her legs.
“Oh, like fucking my tight little virgin cunt? I bet you’re going to love it aren’t you? I never knew it could get so hot!” Wendy moaned as she stroked her now aching pussy. She tried to fight back against the sudden urge, but she was just so hot, and she slid her hand under her waistband so she could get in and rub herself properly...
“I’m sure I will.” Jake answered as Wendy masturbated right in front of him. She was blushing with embarrassment, but somehow having him watch her only made her hotter. It was all so twisted.
“Of course you will, because all guys like fucking hot little sluts!” Wendy stated as she stroked her clit. “And you had to say those words and make me a horny little cock sucker.”
“Really, I didn’t know you were a cock sucker.” Jake grinned. Wendy felt a shiver run up her spine and she knew what she had to do. She slid off of the couch and onto her knees right between his legs.
“I’m not.” Wendy huffed as she unbuckled his pants. “But now I want to wrap my mouth around a cock so bad my pussy is leaking! You are such a bastard!”
“Really?” Jake asked as Wendy pulled out his hardening cock.
“Oh, yeah, you are such a bastard!” Wendy growled before taking a lick of Jake’s cock. “Because you had to make me into a slut who loves the taste of big hard cocks! I never used to like the taste of cocks but now I know I’m going to be sucking them all the time thanks to you!”
Wendy finished her rant and slid her mouth over his cock. She hated how much she loved the musky taste of his manhood. She wanted to fight the new slut drives that were racing through her, but instead she reached up and cupped his balls as she started to bob her head on his cock. She found herself loving the feeling of his manhood in her mouth. She’d never actually given a blowjob before, but the virgin slut knew she’d be doing it all the time from now on.
It didn’t take long for Wendy to feel him start to cum and she pulled back so that he could cum on her face. “That’s it Jake, shoot that cum all over my face! Give this whore a sperm bath!”
Wendy quaked as her foul mouth continued. It was horribly embarrassing acting like an unrestrained slut, but she loved every splash of cum that hit her face. The slut was taking over.
“Isn’t it time that you showed me your tits?” Jake asked as Wendy received the last blast of cum from his cock.
Wendy looked up at him and smiled wickedly. She reached down and grabbed at her blouse and tore it open. “Like this? I bet you like seeing a big breasted whore tearing open her own clothes, don’t you?”
“I do, especially one who wears such lovely underwear.” Jake smiled as Wendy finished pulling off her blouse. She glared at him as she thrust out her chest.
“Yeah, because I was just a repressed whore until you activated me. I couldn’t help buying the sexiest lingerie I could find.” Wendy smiled wickedly as she reached back to unbuckle her bra.
“So you were wearing this just for me?” Jake smiled as Wendy slid off the bra to reveal her large breasts.
“No, I was wearing them because that’s the kind of underwear sluts walk around in.” Wendy giggled as she thrust out her chest. “Do you like my tits Jake? I’ve never showed them to a guy before.”
“They look great for a slut!” Jake laughed.
“I know I always thought they were too big for a good little virgin girl. But now that you made me a slut, I think I’m going to like them!” Wendy giggled as she reached up and started squeezing her chest. “After all every slut needs a nice big rack, right, Jake?”
“That’s right, every good slut needs big tits, and yours are perfect. So tell me, how slutty do you feel right now?” Jake asked as Wendy pulled on her nipples. She felt everything swirling around her. She’d never been so turned on, and it was so hot showing off her sexy curves like this. A part of her was still crying out for her to stop, but that sound was getting quieter with every passing moment.
“I feel like a total slut! I’m showing you my big slutty tits and talking like a whore while your cum is dripping down my face.” Wendy giggled as she squeezed her own breasts. It was still unreal, the raw arousal that was coursing through her had nearly absorbed her every thought.
“Then why are you still dressed?” Jake asked as Wendy squirmed beneath him.
“Bastard!” Wendy giggled as she started to unbutton her jeans. “You just want to see my slutty little pussy don’t you?”
“That’s right, and then I’m going to fuck it.” Jake stated as Wendy slid off her pants and showed him her lacy pink panties.
“Mmm, I can’t wait!” Wendy smiled as she slid off her socks and stood there wearing only her panties.
“Those don’t look very slutty.” Jake accused as Wendy played with the waist band.
“Oh but they are, look at this.” Wendy turned around and bent over, blushing as she spread her legs open for him to reveal just how slutty her pink panties were. Her fingers slid between her legs and pulled the lace aside to reveal that her panties were crotchless. Even with the slut raging inside, Wendy felt embarrassed about doing this, especially given that she wasn’t just wearing crotchless panties.
“I see, and you’re shaved too.” Jake laughed as Wendy proceeded to slide the last garment down her legs, and exposed her virgin pussy completely.
“Of course! Slutty little whore’s like me need to keep their pussy nice and clean.” Wendy giggled as she watched Jake take out a camera. She hadn’t really known why she’d bought such sexy clothes and started to wear them, but now she understood. The collar had been conditioning her for months, preparing for the day someone would trigger her and she’d be able to show them how much of a slut she was.
“Do you mind if I take some pictures?” Jake smiled as Wendy stood naked in front of him. A new thrill of excitement filled her. She knew it was wrong, but that was what made it so hot. She shouldn’t want him to take pictures of her like this, but she really did!
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