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Day 71.5

Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck!!!!

I barely brought the golf cart to a stop before I flew out of the seat and headed for my room. I swiped the screensaver away and immediately began attaching all of my photos, recordings, transcriptions, everything I had, and sent it to DNN. After my email went through, I caught a glimpse of a Lady Z photo on my desktop. I opened it and stared at her beauty, crying to myself even as I began to stroke. Before long, I orgasmed, shooting ropes of my cum all over myself as my head hit the desk. I passed out.

Day 72

“DNN is dissolving, effective immediately,” the news report announced. It cut to a statement from the CEO. I could see the reporter who had given me the contact info in the background.

“We are ashamed to say that we have been publishing articles skeptical of Lady Z in order to sell copies. Our yellow journalism is a blight to society. There is already enough fake news in our media, and we do not wish to contribute to it anymore. This is the age of heroes, now. Lady Z has shown us that. We should all strive to be better. Thank you.”

What was happening!? I stared at the screen in disbelief.

“What’s wrong, my toy? You’ve done very well,” Lady Z floated into my room in her superhero uniform.

“You… but… earthquake rescue?” I muttered and scampered backwards.

“Just got back,” she continued her forward midair motion. She looked like she had been perfectly airbrushed after a photo shoot. Even her uniform was immaculately clean.

“I… tried to… expose you…” I admitted. What else could I do?

“Why don’t you have a seat?” she patted my desk chair.

I was too terrified to get up. She sighed, floated over to me, grabbed a fistful of my shirt, and promptly put me in my place.

“Go ahead. Look at your email. I don’t feel like puppeting you right now.”

I looked at the most recent message in my outbox. Every single photo of Lady Z she had ever sent me was attached in my “report” to DNN. A whole gigabyte folder of photos. I gasped.

“They’ve seen them all. They belong to me now, body, lust, and soul,” she explained.

“But, I didn’t…”

“Of course you did! I told you I’ve been growing ever more powerful, haven’t I? Even your mind belongs to me. I’ve implanted so many subconscious commands into your stupid little head with my photos.”

I could only sob. “Why... why did you do this to me? Why did you need me?”

She shrugged. “It’s fun for me. The world is my personal dollhouse, and everyone is my doll. I like my dollhouse, and I want my dolls to like me. I wouldn’t question how you play with your toys. Why should you?”

“You’re… evil…”

“Oh hardly! I really did save everyone in that mine. I’m not lying. You know I have no reason to lie to you.”

“What about that… guy…”

“Oh, in the morgue? The one who tried to kill you? He was driving that car, you know. He was jealous of you.”

“But… you…”

“Shh,” she blew her breath over me. It was laced with her pheromones, reinforcing my love for her. Her entire being magnified once again, swallowing my soul, commanding my arousal and worship. Her eyes blazed, and my mind emptied of all fear.

“You were my greatest triumph. I’ve been practicing my mind control powers on you and blending it with my surging beauty. My previous tries were too… direct. Too harsh. Their minds couldn’t survive my power. How do you feel?” she asked coolly. Her eyes glowed, and my thoughts grew fuzzy.

She was the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen. An angel come to earth.

“I love you…” I moaned.

“Do you want to keep working for me?”

“Yes, please… I’ll never be disloyal again…”

“You never were. Smile for me?”

I sighed. My lips curled in contentment.

“Mm. Much better than my first two toys. I broke you down slowly and gently. You still have your mind even though it belongs to me. You’ll do good here. And I’ll treat you well.”

She ruffled my hair and began to remove her costume. Every beautiful, succulent, perfect part of her superhuman beauty radiated warmth, safety, seduction, lust, power. Slowly, she began to reach for me...

I love Lady Z.

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