Controlled in the Market (3 page)

Her
brain buzzed, and she knew something had changed. Her eyes flicked to
Phil, seeing him stare pointedly at her juicy slit, and though she
wanted to argue, a hot flare of arousal flooded her center. It made
her groan, and she covered her mouth in shame.

“
It's
that simple, is it?” Travis stood up, tugging the dress over
Jenna's head and tossing it aside. The bra came with it seconds
later. The girl instantly covered her chest, but the man only sighed.
“Nope, none of that. You can't cover yourself, you love being
looked at, so why bother anyway?”

“
I...
I don't...” Arguing was difficult, especially when her hands
moved away, exposing her soft, ample chest and the firm caps of pink
that strained in the air.

“
He's
right,” Jim mulled, moving to reach out and brush his thumb
over one of those eager looking nipples. Jenna squeaked, feeling her
lower belly twitch. “You're the kind of girl who loves this.
Yes, it embarrasses you. But you
like
that, you need to be
humiliated. It turns you on, it's just who you are.”

'No,'
she thought desperately, 'I'm not like that at all!'

When
she opened her mouth to defend herself, only a passionate whimper
escaped.

Unbidden,
she was gyrating on that pole again, the sound of her wetness
obscene. 'I don't know what's wrong, why am I doing this?'

Something
firm touched her hand, and she looked over, seeing Phil had placed a
banana in it. His expression was dangerous, his smile cruel at the
corners. “Here, you said you went out today to get groceries.
Well, you should make use of them.”

“
What?”
Jenna balked, but her body moved, leaning back to lift her pelvis
into the air. Her heels strained on the sand to prop her up, the
yellow fruit being lowered imminently for her loins. “No,”
she pleaded, “stop, don't make me do that!”

“
We're
only trying to help,” Jim soothed, dragging his fingers down
between the valley of her chest. “You need this, Jenna. You
couldn't fight it if you tried.”

“
I
am
fighting,” she cried.

“
Are
you?”

The
banana slid inside easily, coated by her wetness and guided by her
hunger. It spread her walls, making her thrill with delight, even as
she whined in defeat. Impatiently, she plunged it deep, pumping
herself with the curved item over and over. The men watched, enjoying
the show as she helplessly used the fruit to bring herself to another
orgasm.

It
was fast, hard, and she shook violently. Her walls squeezed around
the object, embracing it decadently, her lips parted with her rapid
breathing and throaty moans.

“
She
really got off on that,” Phil grunted, his hand sliding over
the firm erection in his pants.

Jim
said nothing, he simply reached out, gripping her wrist and helping
her pull the banana free. “Enough of just watching. Jenna, come
here.”

Weakly,
she let herself be guided, finding herself kneeling on the sand. The
green eyed man had his fingers wrapped into her pony tail, his face
twisted in lust. She didn't need to wonder what he wanted, the shape
of his cock was outlined neatly through his shorts. “Why am I
doing this?” She whimpered.

“
Because
we paid someone to get you for us,” the voice was Travis, but
when she tried to look, Jim held her steady. The sound of his zipper
made her shiver, his words as crisp and poignant.

“
Jenna,
suck me off, and I want you to enjoy every second of it, like it's
the best thing you ever put in your mouth.”

It
was a statement that seemed questionable to even consider, but after
everything, she was hardly surprised when she licked her lips at the
sight of him. That flesh was thick, warm in her palm, crawling with
throbbing veins. Her mouth watered, and helplessly she took him in,
tongue working wildly along his delicious length.

Travis
laughed, continuing on as he watched the girl giving the most eager
blow job she no doubt ever had. “The man we paid, he told us
he'd get us a new toy. He promised he had a way to make any girl a
hungry little slut, without turning her into some dumb robot. It was
pricey, and I admit, I didn't think it would work.”

Jim
grunted, shoving himself deep into the brunette's throat, and she
gagged happily on that swollen shaft.

“
I
didn't think it'd work, either,” Phil admitted, unzipping his
pants and moving to crouch behind the girl. “But you can't
argue with the results. Jenna, get on your hands and knees, I'm going
to fuck you. I want you to love it, this is going to be the best cock
you ever had.”

She
trembled in delight and fear, her brain a mess of confused thoughts
and her body conflicting wants. The manhood in her mouth was
incredible, as much as she wished it wasn't. So much, she was scared
she was going to become addicted to it, each thrust over her tongue
making her pussy drip. When Phil instructed her, she did as he said,
feeling his palms on her ass and the head of his cock at her
entrance.

In
one thrust, he was to the root, making her squeal around the
thickness down her throat.

She
wanted to listen to Travis, to understand the situation, but her mind
was melting in desire, her entire being craving being filled by these
strange men. Phil slid a hand down her back, yanking her firmly back
into him with a few rough pumps.

Jim
was holding her hair tightly, and she was aware of him beginning to
swell, his groans loud as he prepared to shoot his load into her
belly.

“
When
the shop keeper said he was going to use chemicals, hypnosis, and
nanites, imbued in a silly pair of panties? I thought Jim had fucked
us, lost our money. But then you came down those stairs, Jenna. You
walked on down, and I saw it on your face.” He moved beside
her, watching her expression as she lost herself. “You were
ours
.”

The
shaft in her mouth flexed, and the first burst of seed hit the back
of her throat, thick and warm as cream. Hungrily she swallowed,
letting Jim pour his semen into her and wanting to milk every drop.

The
thickness inside of her slammed deep, again and again, her ass
bouncing back onto Phil's pelvis. His fingers held her around the
waist, and the coil of desire inside grew like an electric storm. The
orgasm hit out of the blue, making her squeal, muffled, around Jim's
shaft. He pulled free, letting her inhale deeply while his friend
kept driving into her.

Her
walls rippled, hugging that rod tight, and Phil couldn't hold back
any longer. This girl, this amazingly sexy woman, was grinding back
onto him in a way he never experienced. To have such a cock hungry
slave at their fingertips was erotic and astounding, and feeling her
velvety insides ripple, he arched back and growled. The spurts of his
hot nectar coated her pussy, adding to the immense wetness.

Sighing,
he wiped some sweat from his forehead, sliding his spent member free
of her gripping depths. She mewled sadly when he did, and the trio
laughed at the sight.

Jenna
blushed, her whole core feeling humiliated, yet somehow this was
turning her on even more. 'What have they done to me, what did that
shop keeper do?' Sitting on her haunches, she bit her lower lip,
distracted by the pool of juice that made sand stick to her skin. “I
still... don't understand...”

It
was Jim who spoke, his shorts pulled up and a content look on his
angular face. “Travis pretty much explained it. Those panties
you bought, they absorbed into you. That's how they do it, I think.
They work you up, make you come, and then they dissolve, so the
chemicals and nanites go into your blood stream, into your brain.”

Shivering,
the girl smoothed her hair, feeling vulnerable and exposed, but still
unable to hide her nakedness from them as she knelt there. “But
then, how exactly are you all making me do any of this?”

“
Well,”
Travis smiled, pushing her gently to the sand. He crouched over her,
peering into her eyes and seeing the desire that still burned. As he
spoke, one hand undid his belt, freeing his eager cock that had been
waiting far too long. “He gave us each a small dose as well,
nanites that correspond with yours. What we think, is they sends
signals to the ones in your brain. So what we say or think, well, you
saw how it goes. You're our pet now, Jenna.”

When
he penetrated her walls, she tilted her cheek into the cool ground
and squealed. His hips moved slowly, enjoying watching the way she
reacted. Leaning in, his lips pressed to her's, her eyes flying open
in surprise. None of them had kissed her till then, and it was
somehow more intimate than everything else had been.

His
tongue was soft, searching, teeth pulling at her lush mouth
enticingly. One hand moved to her chest, tugging at a firm nipple and
making her center quiver. Travis pulled back, jamming his member
deeper, his hands holding him up. “Spread your legs, as wide as
you can.”

She
did so, toes pointed in the air as he railed her with increasing
speed. Soon they were panting together, and his lips coiled into a
smirk when he felt her beginning to squeeze his thickness. “Look
at you, I didn't even tell you to come, and here you are, right...
about... now.”

As
if on cue, she cried out in pleasure, as well as stark embarrassment
at his observation. 'What is happening to me, I can't even tell
anymore what I want and what they
want
me to want!' Her
thoughts fled, her muscles clenching and her pussy a pure burst of
heat and wet passion. The climax was rough, almost sharp, and she saw
spots of color behind her eyes that reminded her of the changing room
earlier that day.

Jenna
didn't have time to come down, the cock inside of her was slamming to
the root, the sand scratchy on her sensitive skin. The music of her
cries was delightful, and the trio watched her reactions, every
little thing she did, with perverse interest.

The
first hot explosion of viscous liquid inside of her made her gasp,
the second made her lick her lips and moan for more. It amazed her,
in a far part of her brain, that she had three strangers fill her
with their semen that day.

The
shaft pulsed, throbbed, and finally Travis sighed, his head hanging
slightly as if in exhaustion. When he pulled free, Jenna shivered,
her eyes half lidded as she stared up at him and the other two boys.

Jim
shared a look with Travis and Phil, his words low, his satisfaction
clear. “I think we'll have to owe that shop keeper an extra
thanks, he came through on this deal in spades.”

The
brunette was silent, her muscles tired and her body spent. When she
looked to the side, her eyes fell upon the bunch of bananas. It made
her blink, and her mind tingled at the thought that floated free. The
thought she had had that morning when she first arrived. Words that,
in hindsight, should have been foreboding.

'I
wonder what I'll find in the market today, isn't that what I thought
this morning?'

She
had indeed found something, something she could have never predicted.

Peering
up at the trio, Jenna settled in mentally for her new life as a pet.

THE
END

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