He said a word she couldn’t hear, wasn’t allowed to hear, and her eyes rolled back in her head. He caught her by the hair at the nape of her neck and guided her down as she collapsed to her knees.

Her mind was already emptying as he slid his cock into her hot, wet mouth. She felt it in her pussy at the same time, as programmed–she believed her mouth was every bit as sensitive to pleasure, and that belief made it true for her. She moaned eagerly around his hot, throbbing member, and began to suck, feeling its heat spread through her head and down her neck, into her body.

The dripping remains of her melted mind trickled slowly down through her chest, filling it with warmth as she sucked his cock. Every motion, every moment on her knees, made the heat grow as her mind melted more and more, until at last it could trickle completely out of her pussy, leaving her nothing but a brainless fucktoy for him to use.

Then he pulled out and began to spray his hot, sticky cum into her mouth. She caught as much as she could, automatically, acting purely on his programming, his will, his thoughts placed into her head, but some still escaped, trickling down her chin and onto her tits.

She swallowed, and came.

Finally, her task complete, she opened her eyes, thought slowly returned. She smiled up at him. “Thank you, Master,” she said.

for Master @echoesofasongforgotten from his obedient little slavetoy