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Authors: Nadia Nightside
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Mesmerizing the Cheerleaders (Magical Mesmerism) (3 page)
And she wanted him to.
Something incredibly arousing
was happening here. She knew she could run away. She knew that every single
girl here had been dominated somehow. She knew they were all the servants of
some powerful force, forever destined to do as they said.
It was easy to see that. She
had read dirty, hot stories on the internet. She had fingered her hot cunt to
them again and again, imagining herself in this very situation.
Run?
As if. If she couldn’t have
Daniel, at the very least, she could have some hot hunk totally mindfuck her.
That sounded completely divine.
She walked into the office,
completely unsurprised to see a make-shift throne formed out of six beautiful
cheerleaders in a pyramid formation, just as they had been trained for so long.
They were smiling and gasping in orgasmic bliss as they stacked on each other,
just so happy to serve. The man on top of the hot, young throne was being
serviced orally by Monica and her coach Joanna, each taking turns between sucking
hard and lovingly and then kissing his thick balls.
Valerie drew in a shocked,
perfectly excited breath.
It was
Daniel.
He was smiling wickedly
down at her, though clearly trying to control the pleasure just her appearance
gave him, on top of the sexy blowjob the two babes were delivering.
“Oh my god,” she murmured. “It’s you. You’ve taken control
of all of them. You’ve...you’ve dominated each and every last woman here.”
“Yes,” he said, “ I have.”
She licked her lips, putting
her hands in her face for a moment. This was all so much to take in.
“Daniel, that’s...that’s...that’s...”
“Evil? Despicable? Deplorable? Shameful?”
He looked almost ashamed as he
said those words. And Valerie knew at that moment that, if there was one person
in the world who Daniel would listen to, if there was one person in the world
that he would stop all this because of, it was her.
Too bad for all those
cheerleading cunts, then.
“That’s really fucking hot, Daniel.”
He seemed taken aback. “What?”
His grip on Joanna’s head
tightened. She could sense already that he was hoping, desperately, for exactly
the words that she was bursting with need to say. He used Joanna’s mouth like a
wet hand, sliding her up and down his shaft intently as he listened to Valerie.
Joanna’s eyes were glazed over with pleasure.
“Daniel, I’ve been wanting you to ask me out on a date for
longer than I can remember. I’ve dreamt of you coming over to my house and
busting down the door and holding me down, fucking my mouth until I can’t
breath. I’ve fingered my cunt
so much
thinking about that, Daniel. And now you’re here telling me
that you’ve enslaved all these snobby bitches to your will and you’ve saved me
for last? Daniel...”
She rushed forward, pushing on
top of the throne of girls and kissing him on the lips hungrily. Her thighs
slid over the cooing faces of Joanna and Monica, her hand shoving Joanna down
harder on Daniel’s cock. His breath caught.
“That’s the hottest, sexiest, dirtiest, most wonderful thing
I’ve ever heard. I want you, Daniel,” she purred. “I want it,
Master
. I
want you to
dominate
me.”
“Fucking...shit. Wow.”
She kissed him again, nodding
intently. “Mmmmhmmm. I want
you
to be my Master. I want to help you take over more stupid
cheerleading sluts to worship your hard, needy cock, sir. Please won’t you let
me?”
“Y-yeah,” he nodded. He tugged her hair then, a test maybe.
Valerie cried out happily. “Yeah, that’s right. You’re just a little fucking
slut for me, aren’t you? My special little Valerieslave, ready to suck me off.
You’ve needed to for so long, haven’t you?”
“I really have, Sir! I really, really have.”
Her voice was filled with
whiny, hot need, so desperate to show him how much she cared. Open, hot lust
poured out from his face, the most emotion she had ever seen from him. Clearly,
it turned him on, knowing that she wanted this so bad.
Hoping to double his lust, she
slid Joanna off of Daniel’s cock and then wrapped Monica’s hair around her
hand, shoving the lovely teen’s mouth up and down her Daniel’s cock hard,
harder,
harder
.
“You little fucking slut, you take Master’s cock.” Valerie
had a big, satisfied smile on her face. “You take it like you deserve for being
such a
cunt
.”
Monica could only moan out a
happy affirmative, so very ecstatic to do as she was told. Valerie looked back
up at Daniel with her big green eyes, covering him with a love-filled gaze.
“How does it work? The control?”
“This watch,” he said, holding up a big gold pocket watch.
“It entrances someone for about however long I need, but I only get one shot.
You press this button, here,” he pointed, “and whoever’s looking at the watch
is your slave.”
She licked her lips
helplessly, so turned on. The vehicle of the destiny she had always wanted just
sitting there in the hands of the man she had always wanted to be with.
“Tell me to do it, Daniel,” she moaned, jacking his cock so
hard with Monica’s gorgeous face. “Make me yours forever.”
He was about to open his
mouth, and she kissed him to cut him off just for a moment.
“Wait,” she breathed. “I have a better idea. What if you put
me under the second you came?”
“No,” he said. “I can’t do it. It’s limited to one use, like
I said. Forever. And all these girls have been taken and used the watch
already. You have to put yourself under.”
Another sizzling hot kiss,
choking Monica’s throat on her new Master’s cock all the while. It was fun
hearing the once-snotty bitch try to breath.
“Even better,” Valerie said, half-purr, half-growl.
Pushing Monica and Joanna
aside, she laid out on the pyramid of hard, hot teenage bodies beneath her,
each still squirming with ecstasy from being so close to their Master.
“Undress her, girls,” said Master Daniel.
Nodding with happy, lusty
smiles on their faces, Joanna and Monica each ripped Valerie’s panties and
sweaty white tee straight off. Right away, he entered her, wrapping her legs
around the back of his neck. Practically squatting down into her cunt, he drove
into her harder and harder with his thick hard member. He was so big! She
couldn’t believe what she had been missing out on for so very long.
“Fuck me, Master!” she moaned. “Fuck me harder, please
harder!”
He did tenfold. Valerie was
endlessly impressed at his stamina. Surely he had been fucking all morning
long. He was so very virile. How lucky she was, to have a man who could fuck
for so long and so hard, and had such an array of choices when she wasn’t
enough for him!
Her hands dug into the hair of
the girls underneath her, pushing and pulling their faces against each other.
She didn’t care how hard she was tugging. They would take it. They didn’t have
a choice. Soon,
she
wouldn’t have a choice.
God, that was so fucking hot!
“I’m gonna come, Valerie,” her darling Master moaned, his
pumps increasing again in intensity.
All the slaves around them
gasped with instant orgasm, each of them writhing underneath the two as their
pussies exploded with bliss. It was like a window into the future. They were
cumming because he was cumming. Soon, that would be her whole life—cumming at
her Master Daniel’s pleasure. Oh god, yes! Yes, please let it be true!
“I’m gonna come. I’m gonna...gonna come!”
She felt his hot, perfect
release spurt inside of her waiting pussy, and for just a second, let herself
enjoy that last bit of consciousness. Then she pressed the button on the watch,
hearing its low, hypnotic thrumming, staring right into it. Her very last
thoughts were washed away, just as all the others were, though probably Daniel
would have rather liked them:
Bye bye, mind. I don’t need
you anymore.
I’ve got my
Master.
* *
* * *
S
laveValerie adored
SlaveMonica and SlaveJoanna. It was so hot how all three of them got to suck
and kiss and lick Master’s big cock all at once. His dick was enormous, too big
really for just one slave—they all knew this to be true. So SlaveValerie would
suck on the head while SlaveMonica and SlaveJoanna would slide their tongues up
and down his shaft. Or they would switch, and SlaveMonica would try valiantly
to deep throat him while SlaveJoanna and SlaveValerie licked and kissed his
thick balls.
It was some time past six in
the evening on Saturday. He was dozing in the coach’s office now, all the other
enslaved beauties serving as a big, finger-fucking, big-titted pillow and
mattress for his chosen three sluts. Somehow, his cock was still responding to
their efforts. He was so powerful like that. SlaveValerie adored that about
him.
Together, they adored their
Master. He was so good and strong and wonderful. They would do anything at all
for the rest of their lives if it involved pleasing him.
SlaveValerie loved Master
Daniel. She always had. There was no other truth for her, no other thought. He
was her beginning and ending. His will was her will. Obedience to him was
purest pleasure.
She loved being his slave. She
loved that she had been born to be his slave. She loved that all other girls
were born to be his worshipful slaves, and those that hadn’t realized this yet
were either not worthy of him or just not educated enough.
Suddenly, the phone rang.
Master stirred, sitting up on an elbow.
“You’re the coach,” he nudged SlaveJoanna along with his knee.
“Answer it.”
Obediently, she nodded crawled
over to answer the phone.
“Act for society,” he instructed, right before she answered.
Joanna nodded.
“Coach Fellows’s office. This is Coach Fellows. Who’s
calling?”
Her voice, bright and cheery,
did not match the blank, lusty stare of her face. That was really, really hot
as far as Valerie was concerned. There was a quick back-and-forth, and then
SlaveJoanna put her hand over the receiver and turned to Master.
“It’s the state cheerleading competition. The stadium that
was going to host it is undergoing emergency maintenance. They want to hold it
here. What is your will, Master?”
“Oh yes, Master,” urged SlaveValerie. “Do it, please. We can
take all of them, Master. We can get every last one, just like you
deserve
.”
He grinned, tugging at
SlaveValerie’s thick golden hair. “Oh yes,” he said. “I would like that very
much.”
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Thinking quickly, she rushed back to the entryway, put on her long brown raincoat near the door and opened the door.
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He was still obviously human—but also obviously something more. His thick scent rushed over Lillian, and her naturally submissive nature redoubled. She wanted to coo and adore every single part of him. Each and every tiny motion, each little sound he made in his confusion at his new body was worthy of thousands of years of worship.
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