Chapter 2

Julian Vaughan's life wasn't so bad now. He had a great new slave: his co-worker, Sandy, who appeared to enjoy the attention, even if she somewhat resented the anal sex. He had never expected to control someone else's life, and there was some stress over the new responsibility, but it was enough fun to be worth it. He still didn't know that he was the agent of the Gods, but that was okay. He didn't need to know that just yet.

He never intended to act on his fantasies to such a drastic extent, but he had also never thought that he could actually do so. This new power started to give him ideas. Well, there was his next-door neighbor's daughter and niece, both of whom were fairly young, though the daughter was of age and the niece a well developed 16. The neighbor herself was not so bad-looking, but she had a cop for a beau, and the whole thing seemed more trouble than it was worth. The daughter, who was a little older, attended college. The niece, who lived with her aunt, was still a junior in high school.

He considered it excellent luck for him that his neighbor's daughter planned to visit from school rather soon. Maybe he could screw both of them shortly. Both of them had new boyfriends, but these were new and only half-serious deals. Besides, he could have fun with the guys too, by making them swap girlfriends for a few hours. He was nothing if not fair-minded, after all. He didn't intend for any of them to become his girlfriends, of course. Why would he do that? They were going to be his slaves, just like Sandy. He didn't want a girlfriend at the moment, or need one for that matter.

The more he thought about it, the more the idea of going ahead and topping his neighbor sounded like fun, particularly if he could humiliate the woman in question. Making her lick her own daughter and niece might be a start. She was rather annoying, at least in his perspective.

Who else could he control? Oh, yes, there was his other neighbor, who was much less seen and far more enigmatic. She wasn't next-door to him, but she was close enough. He had seen her caramel-colored skin and shoulder-length hair, which excited him more than slightly. Something about screwing a black woman had its appeal, and he considered it quite likely that Beth was black (or at least biracial). The reality was that he had many options and the full power to compel women to service him.

Unknown to Julian, the previous liberal ideas that he once held were gradually being replaced by even more radical ones, at least regarding sex. The Gods didn't care about ages of consent, social conventions that require "fidelity" to a partner, or anything else that might be an obstacle to frequent and promiscuous sex. The Power that controlled the procreative and recreational aspects of sexuality alike had begun to influence him, both in his thoughts, his words, and his actions. He would gain more control over others, but the Gods now wielded more over him.

The opportunity didn't take much longer for Julian to screw these girls, once he committed himself mentally to doing so. He saw the snooty little bitch Brittany and her girlfriend, Celeste, walking back home one late night. Hell, it was almost 2 am and they were probably in trouble anyway. Julian laughed when he realized that they were most likely back from a double date with their boyfriends, making out, if not fucking in the backseat of some guy's car. He didn't care about that, as he had nothing against sex, of course. Even so, he had a stroke of genius. These ladies were too immature for pregnancy and motherhood, at least in his mind. They were not too immature for sex, however. There were at least two ways to fuck a girl and have no danger of knocking her up: oral and anal. That would take care of the usual parental argument that teenage sex was a bad thing for society and teens themselves.

Julian looked at Sandy, who was peacefully asleep next to his bed. She had gotten used to lying on the floor when he didn't fuck her. However, it was time to disturb her rest and introduce her to group sex. He warned her when he started topping her that she would have to fuck others and help him fuck others in time. Now he would make her do it.

"Sandy, get up! You have a new chore!" he woke his first slave.

A groggy Sandy awoke and hurried to put on some clothes, telling him only, "Yes, Master Julian."

"Hurry, Sandy! See those girls over there? Yeah, that's Brittany and Celeste. I want you to invite them over and lure them in here for me to fuck. Is that clear? You will not warn them that I'm here and about to fuck them. You'll say that you're a close friend of mine and I'm letting you stay for a while," he ordered her.

"Yes, Master Julian," she agreed, finding herself actually pleased with her new task.

The idea of making others succumb to Julian's strange powers overwhelmed any jealousy she might have felt over sharing her new Master. After all, he had let her know from day one that they would not be exclusive.

She ran downstairs and waved at the girls, who were rather stunned to see an older woman whom they had never met gesture to them. They hurried to where she was, wondering what she wanted (and hoping to delay the uncomfortable confrontation with Brittany's Aunt Renee, who was probably furious over the late hour on a school night).

"Yeah, what do you want?" Brittany snarled, a bit annoyed when she realized that this woman was not a rich party girl like herself. She looked as if she was a professional lady, but not one with tons of easy cash.

"Hey, if you don't want to party and drink some free booze, that's your loss, girlfriend. I'm just trying to get some company for an all-girl slumber party. There's plenty of liquor for your friend here, if she is interested, at least," Sandy taunted Brittany, as she now understood why Julian wanted to use such devious methods to trap her.

The bitch deserved a lot worse treatment than Sandy got herself at Julian's hands. She was snobby and spoiled, not merely a lonely divorcee like Sandy had been. Of course, Sandy no longer resented Julian's domination of her. In fact, she reveled in it. She just hoped that Julian would go harder on this teenage "princess" than on herself. Women like Brittany had been pissing on her throughout her life, when all that Sandy had ever wanted was to be accepted by them.

"Alright, alright! I'm in trouble with my aunt anyway, so let's just get in here in a hurry, before she sees me and we can't have any fun!" Brittany urged Sandy.

The free booze did the trick. She might be rich, but she would have been asked for ID, and that would have kept her from getting any liquor. Celeste naturally joined them, for lack of anything better to do at the moment. They followed Sandy inside Julian's place as quickly as possible.

"Wait, I thought that Julian owned this house," Brittany commented.

"He does. I'm just crashing here with his permission. He's a really great friend, but you won't get to meet him tonight. He's out for the night, having a party of his own with some buddies. You'll be gone before he returns," Sandy lied brazenly.

This plot of her Master's had a growing appeal, and she put her every effort into making it a convincing trap.

"So, you're sponging off Julian? Or are you screwing him for room and board?" Brittany couldn't resist mocking Sandy, though she would soon regret her words.

"Do you see any other beds? Use your brains, ladies. Yeah, he's fucking me, and I love it, but I'm not his girlfriend. I'm just a close friend of his from work," Sandy explained, stalling for time.

"So, like, where's the fucking booze?" Celeste foolishly chose this moment to speak up.

"You like to drink, do you, bitch?" Julian thundered at last, emerging from the bathroom.

"What the fuck are you doing here? Your whore said that you were gone for the night, didn't she, Celeste?" Brittany questioned.

"Oh, and do I have to explain my whereabouts in my own fucking house? I'm here because I wish to be. I'm guessing that Sandy told you I was gone. She lied, because I told her to do so. She did a great job of luring you over here, just like I instructed. Just for that, Sandy, you're getting a nice reward, I promise you," Julian retorted.

"Okay, so this was some kind of sick prank? That's fucking stupid! I'm going home!" Brittany snapped, wrongly thinking that she was about to leave in a huff.

"The hell you are! Sandy promised you some free booze. Well, she was right, though she didn't know it. Naturally, being free, you get what you pay for, so it won't be that tasty and won't give you that great of a buzz. Stay right where you are, girls, until I tell you to move!" he commanded them.

Neither girl moved a muscle, though both expected to defy him. They just couldn't. There was no explanation as to why they automatically obeyed, but they did exactly what he demanded of them.

"Now, Sandy, do you need to use the restroom?" he asked her, which perplexed everything in the room, including his colleague/slave.

"Yes, Master Julian. Come to think of it, I do," she replied.

"I know that I do, after a few beers. Yeah, I could use a good toilet, but I'm in a lazy mood. I don't really feel like walking back to the bathroom, to do what I was about to do a minute ago. Brittany, unzip my pants and get on your knees. Sandy, drop your shorts. Celeste, get on your knees and crawl toward Sandy," Julian ordered the women around. All but Sandy were shocked at their compliance.

Sandy wasn't sure of what Julian had in mind, but she went along with it, especially since she sensed that he was about to humiliate the girls, and she was about to help him do it. She watched as Celeste approached her on her knees. That was a nice start, no matter what else happened, particularly because she liked the image of a bitch like Celeste kneeling before her. This was the sort of evil cunt who treated her like she was trash for not being born into money. A little dose of humility couldn't hurt her, and Sandy would love to feed it to her or her friend.

Julian put his dick to Brittany's mouth, which made the girl think that he wanted a blowjob at first. Not wishing more trouble with this now terrifying man, she opened her mouth for him. Celeste did the same for Sandy, assuming that Julian simply desired a view of a girl licking another girl's pussy. It was better to cooperate than risk trouble from him. The brainwashing had begun. Sandy could tell that the girls would soon be Julian's happy sex toys, just like herself. That idea excited her, more so because she could tell that he would give her a kind of seniority among the slaves. She might even get to share his bed in time.

Julian promptly began to piss in Brittany's mouth, which caused her to flinch, as she realized that it was urine, not cum. Seeing the girl's grimace and the look on her Master's sadistic face, Sandy grasped what he was doing to the girl and wanted her to do to Celeste. She pulled her head further between her thighs and started peeing down her throat. The idea that she was literally pissing on a pampered brat like Celeste delighted her, so she soon enthusiastically released everything from her bladder into the girl's mouth.

"Swallow it! Don't spit or puke it out! We promised you free poison and that's what you're getting! In fact, that's all of the booze that you will get from either of us! Both of you, drink it up!" he insisted sternly.

When he finished peeing, Julian told Brittany to start sucking his cock, as she originally expected. She didn't even get a chance to wash out her mouth. Celeste was due for a greater shock yet.

"Eat Sandy out, Celeste. Lick her pussy and her ass clean. I want you to make her cum. That's part of her reward for helping me trap you girls here!" Julian commanded.

She had anticipated the idea of licking Sandy's cunt, but not rimming her ass!

Brittany and Celeste were both quite revolted by their new duties, but neither of them protested. Instead, they immediately began servicing their hosts. Sandy, meanwhile, found herself loving Celeste's tongue and lips. The girl seemed to understand what to do without thinking much about it. Brittany, in the meantime, tried to keep up, but she had never given more than sporadic blowjobs in the past to a boyfriend here or there. Even so, she certainly excited Julian, who decided to actively fuck her face. He thrust deeper inside her mouth, triggering her gag reflex.