echoesofasongforgotten:

“Hiiiii there!” She was giggling happily, glistening,
painted lips smacking as she chewed a thick wad of bright pink bubble gum. “Are
you, like, looking for good time?”

“… Ugh,” he sighed in irritation as he looked over the girl.
Dyed bright blonde hair, overly done tan, bright, barely-there clothes and
ridiculous heels.

“Is that a no?” She frowned into a pout as she looked at him
with heavily made up, thick lashed, big, wide eyes.

“You know, I really do hate dealing with unimaginative
little boys,” he stated with a shake of his head before reaching out and calmly
cupping the back of her neck.

“Silly, I’m a girl…” she stated, not minding the touch as he
then reached up and tapped her in the middle of the forehead.

“And Sleep!” he
commanded and instantly, it was like her mind shut off, and her whole body
slumped into his touch, barely remaining standing as he shook his head. “Now
let’s see what the damage is. Do you remember what your name was?”

“Candi…” She slurred out with a vague, still somehow
cheerful voice.

“That’s not what your name was,” he stated with a touch of
exasperation. “I’m talking about who you were before turned into this little
bimbo tart.”

“I’m not supposed to think about her,” “Candi” stated with a
light whine. “She was all boring and yucky and had all these stupid ideas in
her head.”

“Yes, well you’re supposed to do what you’re told,” he
stated succinctly. “And I’m telling you to think about it.”

“But, you’re not Master…” She whined slightly in protest.

“And that hardly matters. All you’re good for is fucking and
Obeying,” he stated simply and flatly. “So, be a Good Girl and Obey.”

She shuddered in pleasure at the statement. “She was Cheryl.
But she wasn’t ever me. I was made to be a good girl. She just cried and whined
and complained. And she wouldn’t put out. Master didn’t like that so he made
me.”

“Fascinating,” he stated drolly and shook his head. “Now, I’m
afraid that it’s time for you to go away and for her to come back.”

“But… I don’t wanna~!” she completed with a pout, lightly
stomping her foot but making no attempt to break free of his grip. “She’s icky,
and boring and…”

“And you don’t have a choice. You’re an empty little shell
that does what she’s told and Obeys,”
he stated as he gave her neck the lightest squeeze. “Now, I’m Ordering you to be a Good Girl and Obey
and bring her back.”

For a moment, there was silent, sulky resistance, before her
body seemed to shudder, shivering, then arching back.

“Oh, god, oh god, oh god,” her voice was quiet now,
terrified and shivering as she stood there, in his grip.

“Cheryl I take it,” he noted dryly as he calmly stroked a
thumb along her neck.

“Please, please, you have to save me! He’s a monster! He
turned me… he turned me into that! Made
me into his whore, his slave… oh, god, he made me love it!” she shivered in pleasure and disgust as she shifted and
squirmed in his grip.

“So I gathered,” he noted, without an ounce of compassion or
care. “What were you, Cheryl?”

“I… what?” she asked, confusion written in her voice.

“Your occupation,” he clarified with a light roll of his
eyes.

“Oh. I was, am a book clerk. I’m working on getting my
degree, I… Like books. I like to read. And he took that from me because I
wouldn’t go out with him and…” she started rambling again, and he sighed
reaching up to place a finger on her lips.

“That’s enough of that. So, you at least have a brain. Good.
That’s something at least. Makes what he did all the more annoying, but at
least I have something to work with…” he noted with a nod of his head.

“I… aren’t… Are you… rescuing me?” she asked, a slight tinge
of hope in her voice.

“Why would I do a silly thing like that?” he asked with a
snort and a clucking of his tongue. “I’m simply undoing a bit of childish
stupidity and making you into a proper
little pet.”

“I… don’t wanna be a pet,” she stated softly, her body
slumping down. “Can’t you… just let me go? I won’t tell anyone…”

“Honestly, why would I let a pretty little thing like you
go? You look like trash at the moment, but you have a nice enough bit of bone
structure under there, and once we undo all that ghastly whorish affection, you’ll
look more than alluring enough,” he stated with a shake of his head.

“But, I don’t wanna be owned anymore,” she complained in a
near whisper soft voice.

“That hardly matters,” he noted dismissively. “Your wants are
whatever I tell you they are from now on.”

“But…” she again started to protest.

“Like right now, you want to be nice and deferential,” he
stated as he lightly tapped her on her forehead. “After all, you ceased having
any say in your life the moment you lost your mind to someone else.”

“Yes, Sir,” she stated quietly and bobbed her head just a
bit. “I… you’re right, Sir.”

“Well of course I am,” he agreed with a snort. “Just like I’m
right about the fact that you’re now going to use that creative and learned
little brain of yours to think about all the ways a good little pet like you
could act to please her Owner and Master.”

She could feel the tap on her head, and she blushed brightly
as the images and thoughts and words started to spill through her thoughts. She
thought of how she could dress. How she could act. The variety of deeds she
could do. The things, large and small. Erotic little gestures, actions, teasing
little bits.

All the kinds of things she could do to please and serve and
show her Owner how much she Obeyed.

And that thought sent a shiver through her, hot, wet and
slick.

When she’d been Candi, it was never really about pleasure.
Just a constant, bubbly, perky happiness. A desire to do what she was told and
enjoying making people happy with her body.

Now though, she was hungering, craving. She wanted to invest
herself into the role, into her purpose. She wanted to make it the best she
could, to keep him interested, to keep him entertained. To keep him…
stimulated.

And she moaned in a hot, desperate ache that filled the air.

“That’s a Good Girl, Cheryl. Time for you to stop being a
little boy’s toy and to become a proper little sex pet…” there was a pause, and
he smirked. “Well, at least until I decide to indulge now and then. After all,
it’s only childish if I leave you
like that.”

He chuckled softly, giving her a calm pat on the ass, before
leading her away to wherever he wanted to take her.

NICE