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I need to obey.
Listen and obey.
I canβt help it.
Good girls are open.
Good girls are porn.
I am a good girl.
Iβm a good girl.
Iβm a good. Girl.
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such a good girl π₯°
Do u like being called a slut and whore
Absol-fucking-lutely! I'm just a fucking slut ass whore for all of your enjoyment!
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I feel like such a good girl after sending degrading asks to other slut on here
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Be a good bimbo today!
Edge before going anywhere! Good bimbos are always ready hehehe.
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Wear amazing outfits but like.. everyone should do that already
Watch pretty pink spirals to me like sure you stay stupid!
Did i already say you should edge more?
And ofcourse good bimbos make more good bimbos!
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after all the best toys are the ones everyone wants to play with!
give me mantras to make me a better toy...
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quick check roommate isnt home then fat bouncing tits time
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Good girls don't worry about thinking, about silly things like working. They let their owner handle that for them, their only worry should be edging, obeying, and being a little doll for use at any time. If you really are desperate for your own money, you can always become porn π©·
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Stare and confirm
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If Becky had a brain cell left she would have been terrified of what was happening to her. Just 12 hours ago Rebecca Jane Marshall had been out with friends, celebrating her completion of a PhD in advanced chemical biology. She was a straight A student, and now, 26 years old, she had been ready to step into a promising career, bringing her incredible intellect to some of the most advanced fields of science.
OK, so she may have had a couple too many cocktails in the club, but it wasn't a long walk home, and so she had stumbled back home, feeling safer as she found her way to the house she was renting in a quiet cul-de-sac in the suburbs of the city.
Rebecca was caught off guard by her neighbor, Janet Meyers, who appeared at the end of her garden just as Rebecca was walking past.
"Oh Rebecca! You startled me!" The older woman said, pretending this was a chance encounter and not the premeditated little act she had been working up to for quite some time.
"Oh h-hey Ms. Meyers" Rebecca said, stumbling over her words slightly as she stopped, mostly out of politeness.
They had been neighbors for 3 years now, and Janet had taken a keen interest in the well educated, prim and proper younger woman standing before her. She had discussed scientific papers, and showed at least some basic knowledge in the studies Rebecca was into.
Despite her friendly demeanor Rebecca always felt a little uneasy around the woman. It was hard to place a finger on it, but every now and then Rebecca could swear the woman was checking her out, and the lack of a Mr. Meyers had lead Rebecca to suspicions this woman was interested in Rebecca's biology in more ways than one.
Never the less, Rebecca had been brought up to be polite, and so entertained Ms. Meyers with conversation, and even now, just a hundred meters from her own door and a comfy bed, she found herself stopping and answering questions about her night, the PhD and her career plans.
"Oh where are my manners, please please come in for a night cap before you go to bed. Just a little coffee and off you can go." Rebecca hesitated, but Ms. Meyers looked so eager it was hard to say no.
"I'm really tired Ms. Meyers, I should go to bed, can it wait until tomorrow?" Rebecca pleaded, but Janet was persistent.
"You'll be off solving the world's scientific mysteries soon and poor old Janet will have no one to talk to about such things, besides I have something to show you I think you will just love. It's truly a scientific marvel my friend at the lab lent to me. Better than all the other items I have shown you combined. But I have to return it to him tomorrow morning." Rebecca paused, a strong waft of strawberries hitting her nostrils as Janet stepped closer, clearly wearing a lot of perfume.
"Oh okay, well I guess just a quick drink and little look isn't so bad" Rebecca said, walking down her neighbors path in to the home, cursing her own politeness as she walked, still fuzzy headed from all the drink.
Janet knew the lure of a scientific marvel tended to get the better of Rebecca, and her good friend at the nearby research and development lab had been only too happy to lend some of their prototypes to Janet, who often had shared the discoveries with Rebecca, just to see the girl's eyes light up.
A few times Rebecca had been astounded by the items Ms. Meyers had shown her. There was the jelly that made your skin tingle wherever it touched, sending little sparks of pleasure through the body (Rebecca had been quick to make excuses to leave after that particular visit, worried her arousal would be noticed). Then there had been the crystal that seemed to be almost impossible to look away from, and needed someone else to break your line of sight with it to draw your gaze away (Rebecca had been worried the implications of such a thing could exist in the wrong hands, but luckily she trusted Janet - who had shown
Of course some of the items Janet had been donated she didn't share with Rebecca, not directly at least. Like the perfume that smelled like strawberries but made those around you more susceptible to suggestion for a short period of time. Janet wasn't sure how effective it was, but the sight of Rebecca's cute bottom as she walked inside meant it probably had worked at least a little. Janet just hoped the antibody for it worked as well as her friend said it would.
Janet took a quick look along the street, but could see no sign of life, and satisfied there were no witnesses followed Rebecca inside and closed the door.
Janet could barely contain her excitement as she lead Rebecca into the lounge area and asked her to sit. Rebecca slumped into the chair where she found herself agreeing to a Tia Maria as the smell of strawberries seemed more potent in the room.
Janet made sure to apply more of her perfume as she fetched the drinks, although she knew soon it would be unimportant.
She sat with Rebecca a little, letting the stronger scent intoxicate Rebecca, while making idle chat, asking questions at a fast rate that kept Rebecca's mind racing as she tried to answer.
"Wh-what was the thing you wanted to show me?" Rebecca stammered, trying to regain control of the situation as she blinked the fog away.
"Oh yes I forgot. How could I forget!" Janet got up and excitedly pulled a box from the corner of the room, inside of which she pulled out a metallic silver halo. It had few features to it, but was large enough to slip onto a head, and appeared to have a small box on one side with a couple of buttons.
"Ooh what is it? What does it do? It looks pretty advanced!" Rebecca leaned forward to get a closer look as it was delicately lifted from the box.
"Here, I'll show you." Janet walked over, and gently placed it on Rebecca's head. Rebecca's brow furrowed, a look of concern on her - somewhere in her slightly fuzzy brain an alarm bell was going off.
Janet, sensing the concern sat beside Rebecca and spoke softly "It's OK, it's not going to harm you, you'll feel better in a second trust me."
Rebecca, under the influence of the perfume filling her nostrils visibly relaxed a little. If Janet said it was fine, it was surely fine.
"Here, you can look at this old favourite while we get set up." Janet pulled a small velvet cloth off of the table, revealing the gaze holding crystal, sparkling under the chandelier light. Janet knew to be careful not to look directly at it, as she watched Rebecca get caught in the gaze.
"The...crystal..." Rebecca managed, as she looked at it, it was so pretty, so sparkly. How did it do this? What power was contained for it to make looking away impossible? Rebecca's mind began to race as she ran through endless theories. All the while Janet leaned forward and began adjusting the dials on the side of the device now sitting atop Rebecca's head.
"That's right, the crystal, so fascinating isn't it dear?" Janet asked, not caring for answer as she watched the LED on the halo go from red to flashing amber. She leaned back with a smile and admired the view. Rebecca was now relaxing into the couch, her legs spread ever so slightly apart, staring at the coffee table where the crystal sat.
"Oh it's warm" said Rebecca as she felt the strip around her head begin to heat up.
"Yes it will feel a little warm I am told, don't worry the good bit is about to happen" Janet said, her voice now low and almost husky. She slipped a hand down her skirt, feeling her own wetness as she watched Rebecca's curiousity, dampened a little by her predicament, go in to overdrive as she began explaining what was happening to her, like it was an experiment.
"I can feel, oh, it's like crackling electricity but inside my...head... like that popping candy and each time it crackles... ohh... that feels... good?" Rebecca stopped talking, as it felt like the tingling in her brain was increasing. She became aware of a low hum increasing in intensity as more and more crackling tingles arched through her mind.
"What's... whatsit doing?" Rebecca asked, as a shudder of pleasure arced through her from the latest tingling jolt of electricity from the device.
Janet leaned in, knowing the girl was too far gone to stop it now. She wasn't even sure the girl would understand the scientific explanation.
"It's sending electromagnetic pulses to short circuit your frontal lobe. Before it works on deactivating all those unimportant neurological pathways you won't need any more."
"Neuro... logi...cool." was all Rebecca could respond, as the new Dr. struggled to understand a word Ms. Meyers was saying.
"That's right dear, or in simpler terms, it's frying your little brain."
A part of Rebecca's mind just screamed internally. This was insane, it was horrible, dangerous. She had to get out. Then all of a sudden another arc of static energy zapped that thought and with a crackle more of her brain went numb, sending tingles through her body, slickening her pussy.
Janet continued her explanation, savouring the look on Rebecca's face as everything she knew was fried away.
"The folks in the lab call it a Mind Melter. It will literally turn you into a gooey mess. Don't worry, not that you have capacity to worry now, it retains your basic motor functions. You're just going to be a bit dumb for the rest of your life."
"Dumb" was all Rebecca managed.
"That's right, good girl Becky, you're learning. Well... not learning, but you're at least understanding."
Rebecca hated the name Becky, and detested it. She would correct anyone who dared call her it. But Becky was too dumb, too wet, too needy to do that now. She just loved how it felt between her legs as the crackling in her brain continued.
"Wonderful, nearly done I think." With that Janet stood up and fetched a pair of fabric scissors from her kitchen, before carefully throwing the velvet sheet over the crystal on the table, avoiding the gaze. Becky was still staring forward, too blank to notice the 'spell' lifted.
Janet then began cutting Becky's clothes away with a pair of fabric scissors, watching the garments fall in tatters onto the couch and floor. The girl made no attempt at resistance as everything was tugged away, leaving her naked, exposed, and utterly helpless.
A quiet ping announced the Mind Melter had completed its task and the LED on the side was now a solid green. Janet carefully switched the device off and removed it from Becky's head, placing it back in its box. Then she picked up a large tub from the coffee table and held it in front of the blank doll before her.
"Remember this stuff? Probably not now I guess." Janet teased, as she unscrewed the lid. "I remember showing it to you, how excited you got, and shy, when you realised the potent effects. You ran home blushing, probably to masturbate in privacy." The mention of masturbation made Becky moan softly. "That was just from getting some on your finger. Imagine how this is going to feel."
Janet pulled Becky's legs apart, revealing her glistening wet sex, already needy from the mind fuck. Janet knew this next part was entirely unnecessary, but she wanted Becky utterly broken.
"Go ahead, scoop up a big handful, and rub it over those pretty breasts." Janet watched as Becky obeyed, coating herself in the fast acting jelly. As it permeated her skin Becky felt everything tingle, and she nearly passed out as a wave of pleasure crashed over her. Her nipples turned to bullets, she felt a need to be fucked grow intensely.
Janet slipped on a latex glove then scooped up a thick slodge of the goo and grinned hungrily. "You missed a spot Becky, allow me..."
Janet knelt and spread Becky's thighs, then slipped her jelly covered digits deep inside Becky's sex. The younger girl gasped as pleasure filled her every existence. Janet grinned wickedly.
2 months later and the search for missing girl Rebecca Jane Marshall was called off. In a bedroom, just 100 metres from her old home, Becky knelt in slutty attire as Janet ordered the girl between her thighs. The once bright new star was dulled into a needy eager tongue, and Janet savoured the hungry licks of her new permanent slave.
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