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The Taking of Julia.

Chapter 5/10

--- Julia Displeases Sir.

Over the next two months, Julia settled into her new personality. She aced
all her tests. School work seemed like trivial stuff now. She had several
great encounters with other Sisters. Each time she met a Sister she reached
up the Sister's skirt and felt her between the legs. Several times she tried
to stay in control her own hand. Try as she might, she could not stop her
hand from lifting the hem of a Sister's skirt and giving her a quick,
thorough feel. All the other Sisters did it to her too. Julia realized it
was Sir's doing and she had no choice. It was the standard way for Sisters
to show affection for each other. After a while, she decided she liked doing
it and especially liked having it done to her. She no longer cared who might
see her feeling up another woman in public. She loved her Sisters and they
loved her. That was all that mattered.

Julia realized that dressing in a very short skirt with no underwear
facilitated the public groping between Sisters. She found that Slut's shop
had several large racks stocked with miniskirts. She picked out a bunch, and
began to really enjoy the morning ritual. First she would shower and shave.
She would stand nude in front of a full length mirror and admire her own
excellent body while she did her hair and put on her makeup. This took a
while because she would stop often to pinch her nipples and clit to return
them to erection. Then she would put on a pair of the crotchless body hose
and pick out a miniskirt and a sexy tight fitting top. She would then spend
several more minutes at the mirror preening, touching up her makeup, making
sure any Sisters she might meet would find her desireable. More that
anything, she wanted to incite lust in her Sisters.

Julia never met up with Whore again. The other Sisters all giggled knowingly
when Julia told them what Whore had done to her in the cafeteria. Apparently
they had all had similar experiences. When Julia told one Sister that she
wanted to get her back she said, "Well good luck on that one, Sis, it's been
tried. Whatever you do, don't let her take you to her place. You'll end up
in chains with her fucking you for days. And you'll love every minute of it,
or at least you'll love it while she is poking things into you."

Julia no longer felt any urge to be with the men around her. Seeing some
handsome hunk in the hallways just did nothing for her. Since she didn't
have a steady when Sir captured her, she didn't have an old relationship to
break. She did look at women, however. As she moved about the campus halls,
she quickly picked out the girls who were attractive. She found herself
'rating' their looks, imagining what certain girls would look like in a
bikini, or briefly thinking up some excuse to talk to some gorgious babe,
fantasizing how she would introduce her to Sir and He would turn her into a
Sister. She wondered if that was how men thought about women, leering at
them in public and making lewd advances toward them. She also wondered if
that was how natural lezbains felt when they saw beautiful women in public.

Each and every time Julia went to the bathroom to pee, she replayed the same
scene of her punisment. She would squat down hovering over the toilet with
her legs spread wide and her arms extended over her head, her shit covered
enforcer shoved hastily into her mouth. The ghost lips and tounges worked
over her crotch and breasts. She would feel Sir's phantom cock thrusting
deep in and out of her pussy while she urinated, ending in His orgasm and
her frustration. She would masturbate briefly, then rush off to drink lots
of water to wash out the slimy feel and salty taste of his semen. If she
didn't immediatly gulp down some water, and she tried several times not to,
the smell, feel, and taste of His come continued to coat her mouth and
sinuses, and she could not shake the fear and terror of having been raped.
She could feel thick globs of come sliding down her throat. Her mouth seemed
so full of come she was sure that if she opened her lips, His come would
drool down her chin. Repeated swallowing did not clear it. Instead, her
stomach would begin to feel bloated as if she was guzzling the imaginary
come and it began to fill her up. Eventually she would relent and drink the
water which would clear her senses and calm her mind. She could barely sit
through an hour of class before she had to scurry off the the nearest
bathroom. There, like a demon, Sir would rise up out of Julia's own mind,
tie her up spread eagle with invisible ropes, gag her with the enforcer, and
rape her mercilessly, then send her off to drink more water and regain her
peaceful happiness. Julia found that since she was already wearing a tiny
mini-skirt and crotchless body hose, she could run into a stall, squat down
to pee and get raped without pulling down her skirt, then drink the required
quart of water, all in less than two minutes. In this manner, Julia was
forced to submit to her owner over and over, sometimes getting brutally
raped two dozen times in a day. Her punishment was inescapably housed within
her own mind.

Occasionally Julia would try to get away from her enforcer. She even got as
far as across the room, once. She had to have it, though. She invariably
crawled back to it, accepted her defeat, and re-inserted it into her body.
Anything was better than the horrible feeling she had without it. Besides,
she began to crave the constant sexual stimulation it gave her when she wore
it in her ass. The familiar smell and taste of her own shit added to the
comforting peacefulness she felt when it was in her mouth.

She began to wonder when Sir would seek her out. She longed to feel the real
Him inside her, not just the phantom brute she felt on the john. Then one
week on both Thursday and Friday she got lazy in the morning and forgot to
shave. By Friday afternoon, the stubble of hair between her legs was
beginning to itch some. 

Toward the end of her last class, Julia suddenly felt that odd intruder
feeling. She smiled and looked around the lecture hall, finding Him at the
back near the doors. He had that blank, concentrating look on his face.
Julia saw that several students were shaking their heads, and she new he was
inside them. Then the whole lecture room quieted down for a brief moment,
including the teacher. Julia knew that Sir was broadcasting something to
every one in the room. Then the lecture resumed as normal. Sir walked to the
front of the room and sat in a chair at the front of the hall. He turned and
began looking at all of the students. No one except Julia seemed to know He
was in the room.

As soon as class dismissed, she rushed to His side. Her intentions were to
wrap her arms around him and kiss him. Instead she sat down quietly next to
him and could not seem to speak. Her hand slipped up her skirt and she began
rubbing her clit. Sir was concentrating on something far away, as if he was
inside someones head, but Julia could not feel him inside her.

Slowly the lecture hall emptied out, and the last person to leave closed the
doors. Three coeds had remained in their seats. They were squirming around
in their seats, struggling with some unseen force (unseen, but well known to
Julia). All three of the girls opened their mouths and puckered their lips.
They folded their arms behind their backs and bent over in their chairs and
began bobbing their heads up and down. Julia knew exactly what was happening
to them. She was watching as Sir captured and mind raped several new girls.
Sir changed His expression and came out of his trance. The three girls
remained doubled over, their minds caught in an endless instruction loop,
their lips wrapped around Sir's invisible cock giving it all they had.

"Let's see, your name is ... ?"

"Cunt!" She couldn't stop her hand from rubbing her clit.

"Ah, yes. Are you being puniished for anything right now?"

"Yes, Sir."

"And what was your punishment?"

"Sir, you have been fucking me whenever I take a pee."

"Oh ya," He snickered, "the one where I tie you up and rape you and make you
drink a lot of water and then leave you feeling extremely horny? Shit I
loose track of these things sometimes. And how long has it been?"

"Almost two months, Sir."

"I suppose that is long enough. I did that to a stewardess on a plane one
time. But then I forgot who she was, I've never seen her again. That was
five or six years ago. I suppose I am still piss- raping her over and over
'till this day, since it is quite impossible to shake off the changes I do
to someone. I would go fix it if I knew who or where she was. I wonder if I
remembered to make her be happy about the situation? I also wonder how she
handles the exquisite horniness I made her feel when my demon is done
fuckin' the shit out of her. She wouldn't be able to get herself off, so
masturbating would only makes things worse. Hmm, I'll bet she serves more
than great coffee on her flights. Oh well, I guess that's too fucking bad
for her. Let's see what we have here."

With only a glance from Sir, the three girls stopped their oral activities.
They stood up and proceeded to remove all of their clothes. Two of them sat
back down. Putting their feet up on the chair back in front of them they
began to masturbate. The third came foreward and stood in front of Sir. She
began to turn around, dancing gently, hands behind her head, showing off her
body for Him. After about a minute of this, she backed up several steps, but
continued her lewd dance. A second girl came foreward and repeated the
display of her assets. After about a minute she backed up next to the first
girl, and the third came foreward to dance. Eventually she too joined the
line of dancing, naked women.

Sir said "I have a special order to fill, Cunt. A rich Japanese businessman
wants another girl. This time he wants a beautiful blonde American girl
under twenty one. Which one should I sell to him?"

Cunt licked her lips as she looked at the three girls. She spread her legs,
slouched foreward, and exposed her snatch to them. They all three look right
at her and watched her masturbating. They shifted their positions so that
their dancing displayed their bodies to Julia. All three were babes by any
standard, a lucky catch for most any guy. One was a knock-out, though. Her
big round tits didn't sag at all. She had a small waist above a nicely
rounded ass and long tanned legs. Her curly blonde mane fell down to her
elbows. She had pouting lips, a small nose and big bottle blue eyes. "She is
the prettiest, Sir."

Sir lifted up Julia's shirt and examined her tits. His matter of fact tone
was almost clinical. "She is almost as stacked as you are, Cunt. I am
tempted to keep her for myself. But, business is business."

The chosen girl went back to her seat and dressed. The other two turned to
each other and embraced. They collapsed to the floor and began writhing
about, trying to touch as much skin together at once as they could, french
kissing, hips pressed together firmly.

"What are you going to do with these two, Sir?" Julia asked.

"Hmm, let's see. ..."  As He stared at them, they stopped squirming and
froze in their close embrace, lips together, tounges thrust into the other's
mouth, hips pushed foreward so that their pussies were pressed together,
looking deep into each others eyes. Sir was silent for almost five minutes
as he rewired the two girl's minds, completely erasing the individuals that
used to be there, installing virtually identicle personalities in both of
their brains. As the two girls stared at each other, they felt a wave of
unbounded love and devotion to the other wash over their souls. When he was
done, the two girls had been turned into exact twins. On the outside they
may have been two beautiful babes that didn't look at all alike. But on the
inside, where it counts, they were transformed into mirror images of each
other.

"That's fun, I've always liked that one." He said finally, rising out of His
trance-like state. "Why don't you two girls enjoy a nice long pussy kiss."

The two captives released their embrace and sat up facing each other. They
spread their legs wide and scooted toward each other until their crotches
touched and their legs were entwined. They began humping and squirming their
hips, making their pussies rub together. They smiled contently at each
other, silently expressing their mutual affection. They became so involved
in kissing with their lower lips they were oblivoius to what went on around
them. They heard not one word of Sir's detailed description of how He had
re- ordered their lives against their wills. Several times during Sir's
description of them, one or both of them would orgasm.

"This is what I have done to them. I have turned them into a pair of
lipstick lezbians. They are going to move into a one bedroom apartment
together and become inseparable life-long lovers. They will share
everything, clothes, food, bed, tooth brush, dirty underwear, tampons, and
every secret they ever held. To satisfy and entertain each other they are
going to buy an extensive collection of dildos, sex aids, loungere, and
bondage gear. They will buy a massive canope bed and alter it so that one or
both could be bound up in any concievable position and fucked non-stop for
hours. The dildos will be kept scattered around their apartment so that one
or more is always within easy reach. They will be frequently using them in
themselves and in the other. To get her lover's pussy hot, horny, and
desparate for a good fucking, all one of them has to do is pick up a dildo
and wave it at the other. Whenever one of them sees the other point a dildo
at her, the new wiring I have installed will take control of her volentary
nervous system. Wether she wants to or not, she will immediatly get on her
hands and knees and wave her sweet ass in the air or, say, lay back and lift
and spread her legs. They have become fully automated sex robots. They are
utterly powerless to resist the urge to offer both holes to the other to do
with as she pleases. They will be like puppets, fuck puppets I like to call
them. I have changed them both so that they now will have multiple orgasms
quickly and easily. In fact, after only a few moments of erotic stimulation,
they can both be forced to have an orgasm weather they wanted it or not.
They never have any need to rest between orgasms and their bodies are always
eager to experience another and another and another."
"I have removed any notions they may have held about any sexual act being
perverted and replaced them with the firm belief that all body organs,
functions and fluids are a source of erotic pleasure and should be shared
freely with each other without shame or doubt. They are now free to explore
and invent new ways to indulge themselves. The ONE thing that brings the
most pleasure to each of them is to making her lover to have orgasm after
orgasm. Seeing, hearing, and feeling her lover thrash about in extasy is now
far more pleasurable to each than getting off herself. The most fun she can
possibly have is to tie her lover up on her back with her legs in the air
and spend hours shoving various dildos into her lover's pussy and ass hole,
forcing her to come over and over. Yet each one also knows that her lovers
greatest pleasure is found in helping herself to get off. Since the pleasure
of her lover is supreme to her own, offering her own pussy up for repeated
fucking is as mutually gratifying as being the one wearing the dildo doing
the fucking. Giving IS recieving, and recieving IS giving."

"From now on, the two constantly horny pussies between their legs are in
complete control of their lives. This control will extend over decisions at
all levels. Simple questions like 'What are we going to do tonight?' or
'What should we do this weekend?' will have easy answers, imposed upon them
by their pussies, 'Let's spend the whole weekend at home fucking each
other!' More complex life problems like where to work and live will be
solved in a way that facilitates the long term pampering of the other girl's
now very demanding pussy. They will start using the phrase 'The Horny
Pussies' as the standard reference to themselves in their private
conversations. Thinking of themselves as 'The Horny Pussies' symbolizes
their acceptance of their complete domination by their genitals. Using this
phrase often in casual conversation will reinforce their self image as mear
servants. Carrying out any urge that serves the combined needs of The Horny
Pussies is all that matters to them. The entire meaning of life for each
revolves around the animalistic drive to make her lover have another orgasm.
Going to school or work is mearly a means of supporting the needs of The
Horny Pussies. They no longer think of themselves as individual women. They
are just twin slaves to The Horny Pussies. Each time one of them sees and
feels herself become a sex robot, her concious mind completely unable to
control what her body is doing, involuntarily lying back, lifting her knees,
spreading her legs, and verbally begging to her lover to ream her out one
more time, or helplessly watching from within while her body ties up her
lover, straps on a dildo, and starts fucking the shit out of her, or feels
herself spinning in delirium while she has four or five orgasms in a row
against her will, her mind will reaffirm a notion that I have planted in
her. Each girl will forever believe that she is simply following a stream of
instructions that are dictated to her by her lovers vagina and that she is
fundamentally unable to disobey any order from either one of The Horny
Pussies. They now accept that their pussies have become controlling
parasitic organisms and the rest of their bodies are mearly convenient,
willing hosts whose sole purpose is to do whatever The Horny Pussies
command."

"Dressing in the morning will take a couple of hours from now on because
first The Horny Pussies will shower together and lather shave each other
from the neck all the way down to the ankles. Then they will press and rub
their two carefully groomed pussies together for ten or fifteen minutes,
pussy kissing like they are right now. They will apply each other's makeup
taking extra care to help the other express the gorgious, knock-out babe she
is. They will then choose the clothes other one will wear that day in an
elaborate ritual. Each will masturbate furiously with a vibrating dildo
while the other one models several sexy, showy outfits. That way they each
will be in an extremely hightened state of sexual excitement when one
finally decides what the other will wear that day. The moment each one makes
that decision she will signal the other by grunting through an intense
orgasm. The one modeling clothes will see and hear her lover writhing and
masturbating, coming violently while staring directly at her own sexy body
and seeing at how she is dressed. The knowlege that her lover just
vigorously masturbated herself all the way to an orgasm while only looking
at her will make her happy, confident, and proud about her looks. This pride
and confidence will make The Horny Pussies feel so sexy that they will strut
their stuff all day long, publicly displaying their great bodies in the
exadurated way they walk, sit, and act."

"They now long for the stink and the taste of the other's pussy juices.
Every few hours they will feel a compelling urge to lick the other between
the legs. If they are not together, they each will slip away to a bathroom
and masturbate, mentally recounting the last time she was tied to their bed,
legs high and wide, and dildo raped by her lover. If they are together in
public, they will communicate the urge with a knowing glance. As soon as
they can get free, they will immediatly share a long, open mouthed kiss
before rushing off to the nearest ladies room. There they will take turns
sitting back on a toilet while one gets on her knees and licks the other to
a quick, loud orgasm. They will always leave the stall door wide open
whenever they satisfy their horny tounges in a public restroom. No attempt
will ever be made to hide their relationship. Instead, The Horny Pussies
will openly flaunt the fact that they are passionate lesbian lovers. Their
sexual intimacy will be so conspicuously displayed that straight men and
women will be quite uncomfortable around them, and other gay women will be
quite jealous of The Horny Pussies."

"Whenever they arrive home The Horny Pussies will immediatly take all of
their clothes off. They now take great delight in being totally naked around
each other. They will sometimes spend hours posing for each other in
explicitly revealing postures. They never get tired of looking at their
exposed pussies. Gazing at the vaginas that seem to be in control of their
lives is kind of like meditating to them. It allows them to focus on what is
important and filter out the clutter of day to day life."

"They will play erotic games with each other where the winner gets to tell
the loser to perform some lewd sexual antic for the amusement of the winner.
No matter how disgusting or bizzarr the act, she is compelled to perform.
Like a puppet on strings, the loser is powerless to resist carrying out
every detail of the winners verbal instructions."

"One simple game they will play often is to 69 lick each other until one of
them has an orgasm. The loser is the one who comes first."

"Another game they will find fun is to place a dildo on the bed between
them. They will then both begin to finger masturbate. The winner is the one
who can hold out the longest, the loser being the one who gets so horny that
she breaks down first and grabs the dildo and shoves it into her pussy."

"Another game to be played uses a huge two-ended dildo with a black ring
drawn around the middle. They will lay on the bed on their backs, butts
toward each other. They will put the heads of the dildo into their ass holes
and begin to squirm and slowly push towards each other. They will choose a
dildo so big that it barely fits inside their rectums. Using their hands on
the dildo will be off limits in this game, the only way to get more in is to
push against the resistance of the other girl's rectum. During the game they
must keep their hands busy pinching and kneeding their breasts and nipples
at all times. They will continue pushing and squirming until the entire
thing is inside them and their two horny ass holes kiss. The winner will be
the girl who was able to relax the most and managed to take the black ring
in past her own anus."

"After the first time The Horny Pussies play that game of hog the dildo,
they will find that they both really enjoyed it. As an experiment they will
put two small, thin, double headed dildos in their pussies and ass holes,
and push together. As soon as their butts touch they will drift quietly into
a deep sleep. They will wake up so refreshed and contented and happy that
they will try it again the next night, only his time they will wrap a couple
of belts around their thighs so they don't wiggle apart while they sleep.
Soon spending the night strapped tail-to-tail will become the nightly
ritual, as natural a part of sleeping as pillows and blankets. In fact, they
will get so used to sleeping that way, they will not be able to get to sleep
otherwise. Sleeping this way will reinforce the self-image that they are
'The Horny Pussies'. In their dreams they will imagine themselves as Siamese
twins who are joined happily at the genitals."

"After a while of being emersed in a frenzied lezbian fuck feast their
menstrual cycles will syncronize. That could happen after only a few months,
or it could take a year or more. Once it does happen, a new set of
instructions that I have planted in their minds will rise to the surface and
take control of their personalities. Suddenly their horny pussies will need
to fuck a flesh and blood cock to be satisfied. As usual, The Horny Pussies
are powerless to say no to instructions I have inserted in their heads.
Except they still won't have any idea that these new urges were put there by
me.  They will simply assume that it is the pussies between their legs
controling them, issuing new instructions. By then they will be so used to
obeying their vaginas that they will happily surrender their bodies and do
whatever it takes to quell this new urge for a dick."

"Each month while they are bleeding they will search around the quiet
corners of campus for the shy, mousey kind of guys. They will pick one out
and invite him over to their place. Every free moment for the next three and
a half weeks they will smother him with a non-stop three-way orgy. They will
constantly lick, kiss, and massage every square inch of him. They will allow
him to use them in any way he wants. They will use provacative dress and
filthy language, posing for him with obscene body positions to draw out his
deepest fantasies and help him to act them all out in vivid detail over and
over. While he is resting between erections, they will fuck each other,
rubbing their pink, hairless pussies together, kissing, licking, using
dildoes and baby oil on each other, handcuffing each other's wrists and
ankles to the headboard, keeping the other girl's pussy wet, swollen, horny,
and ready for him to use and abuse again and again. They will make sure each
guy knows that only by subordinating themselves to his pleasure can they
themselves have pleasure; that his desires are not just superior to theirs,
but are in fact replacements for their own thoughts and wishes; that there
are no taboos whatever; that he can tie them up and do anything he wants to
them; and that anything he tells them to do to him and everything he tells
them to do to each other will be done without question or hesitation. The
only thing that they want is for him to get hard again as soon as he can and
fuck them: fuck their pussies, fuck their ass holes, and fuck their faces as
hard as he can and for as long as he can keep it up. But he will also be
told it will all end as soon as they start their periods. Then he will be
sent away and they will become strict lezbians again, tending lovingly to
each other's bleeding vagina while they search for their next victim."

"And here is the part of what I have done to them that I like the best. They
will always be very happy and content with spending the rest of their lives
living a lifestyle that I dreamed up and planted on their heads. Every thing
they think and feel and do will seem quite natural to them. It is as if they
had lived this way all their lives. What started as my fantasy has become
their reality. They will never know fear or regret. Each and every time they
see each other after being apart, even if only for a few hours, they will
experience the same heart throbbing excitement and intense adrenaline rush
that teenagers feel when falling in love for the first time. They are now so
totally in love with each other, that they will never be lonely or unhappy.
The comfortable security of living with an exact twin will sustain them for
the rest of their lives, 'till death do they part."


Sir told the two new lovers get off the floor and leave. They both beamed
with a happy, healthy glow. They dressed quickly and scurried out of the
room. The way they were talking softly, you would think they had been lovers
for years. Yet, by the way they touched each other and held eye contact, you
could sense the excitement of two brand new lovers.

"Sir, what if they have boyfriends?"

"You mean 'had' boyfriends, and it doesn't matter, anyway. They don't know
I've done anything to them and they don't know who I am. Their EX-boyfriends
will be a little bewildered at how these girls have changed, but they'll
never know how it happened. I guess that is what I find most entertaining
about my talent. I can saturate someone right down to the core of their
existance with a new personality of my choosing. Most of the people I change
have no idea that I've done anything at all to them. And even if I do leave
someone with full knowlege that I have molded their mind against their will,
there is nothing they can do about it. Take you, for instance. You know I've
changed you. No one is physically making you wear an enforcer, right? But
you can't remove it alone, can you? And if I don't fix that for you, you'll
be stuck with that enforcer up your butt for the rest of your life. For now
I have neither made you like it nor hate it. Instead, I have left you to
decide for yourself. So tell me, do you like it?"

"Well, Sir, some yes and some no. It keeps me pretty horny, and I'm not sure
if I like that all the time."

"OK, I'll fix that. ... (short pause) ... Now, Cunt, you really enjoy being
horny, any time, any where, all the time, everywhere."

Julia instantly felt a change of attitude toward her enforcer. She didn't
necessarily like wearing it, per say. But she knew she genuinely liked being
horny. And if wearing it helped keep her wet and wanton, so be it. Julia
completely identified with the statement Slut had made at the loungere shop,
'Some of the Sisters choose to wear their enforcer all the time.' She smiled
and sighed in contented relief. She flexed her buns and squeezed her anus
around the enforcer, privately verifying its presence between her legs.

"I used to be a do-gooder, trying to improve everyone I met. But I soon
realised I couldn't fix the whole god damned world. So I decided to change
only parts of it, in ways that entertain me."

"What you did to those two girls, have you done that before to other women?"

"Oh, yes, I've turned quite a few women into fuck puppets, although I have
gotten much more elaborate and detailed over time. I've done similar things
to some men, too, but really only to men who piss me off for some reason. I
must admit, my personal tastes lie in manipulating annonymous, innocent, and
unsuspecting women. There was a time some years ago that I had fun searching
for odd pairs of girls to unite like that. I would pair a beautiful girl
with an ugly one. I would pair up a big chick with a small one. One time
this gorgious white girl displeased me in some way, so I went out and found
these three huge, fat, ugly black women and made them all form a four way
union. Wow, were they were a sight to see in bed together. I made the white
girl quit her job so she could stay at home and be the full time servant,
slave, and sex toy for the other three. I also made the fat chicks get shift
work, so that their white slave girl would have to tend to one or two of
them at all times. I made the fat girls bathe only once a month. Then I made
their slave girl be both addicted to and repelled by their awfull body odor.
One of her duties was to bathe the others with her tounge every day, twice a
day during hot weather, carefully licking every single square inch of their
enormous, foul smelling bodies, paying worshipfull attention to their dirty
ass holes, sagging tits, and hairy arm pits. I made her be especially
addicted to the taste of their menstrual discharge. None of them used
tampons, so whenever one of the fat girls was in her period, the slave girl
had to lick her bleeding pussy clean every ten or fifteen minutes. Enough
talk, let's get out of here."

Julia finally regained control of her hand and quit rubbing her pussy. The
new girl was waiting obediently and the three went down a corridor lined
with faculty offices. Finding one open, they entered. After a brief visual
showdown, The professor excused himself and left, closing the door.

Julia plastered herself against Sir. He kissed her back, pushing her towards
the desk. She sat up on the desk, raising her legs up and wide for Him. He
reached down and removed her enforcer, setting it on the table. He pulled
her shirt up and over her head and off. After kneading her breasts for a
moment, He slid His hand down to feel her sex. 

He frowned, suddenly. "What the fuck is this, Cunt?. You are supposed to be
smoothly shaven for me at ALL times."

Julia was horrified. How could she have failed so badly? "Please, Sir. I was
running late this morning. I just forgot. Oh god, I'm sorry!"

Sir shook His head. Saying nothing, He picked up the enforcer. Grabbing each
end firmly, He gave the shaft a sharp twist. Julia heard a loud click. Sir
pushed it back into place.

"I see you still need some training, Cunt. You now have two hours to run any
errands you need before you get home. Once there, I want you to stay in your
apartment until I get there." He grabbed a handful of hair, pulling Julia
close to His scowling face. "Do you understand me, Cunt?"

"Y-y-yes, Sir!"

He turned immediately and left, leaving the door open wide. The new girl
followed closely. Julia's body could not move for over a minute, and several
students walking by treated themselves to a long look at her up on the desk,
feet high, legs spread, shirt off, masturbating.

Julia dressed and ran to her parked car. Once home she went immediatly to
the bathroom and shaved. She tried to put the enforcer in her mouth while
she shaved, but the horny aching wouldn't leave. She wondered if He had
changed her again or if this new flavor of interaction with her enforcer was
already in her. She left her clothes off, and paced nervously around her
apartment in the nude. 

Suddenly, right at two hours after her encounter with Sir, the enforcer
began to vibrate. The buzzing came from inside the egg and transmitted up
the shaft through the penis right into her clitoris. Julia melted onto the
floor, writhing from the stimulation. Then, just as suddenly, it stopped.
She sat up and leaned against the wall, recovering. Finally she stood and
sat on the couch. She masturbated idly, wandering how it had happened. Ten
minutes later, it happened again. It vibrated for a half a minute, bringing
Julia right to the verge of an orgasm. Then it quit, leaving her frustrated.
Now her masturbating was not idle. She rubbed her genitals briskly, trying
to release her tensions. But it was no use. The last couple of weeks had
taught her that she could not bring herself to climax alone.

After several more cycles of this, Julia understood what the punishment was.
Every ten minutes the enforcer became a vibrating monster between her legs,
bringing her to the edge of an orgasm, then leaving her unsatisfied. All she
could do was lie on the couch and finger herself. She kept a towel under her
to sop up the constantly flowing pussy juices. She tried turning it off, but
it would not twist. She tried moving the enforcer to her mouth, finding it
made her even hornier. All the time it stayed in her mouth her hands became
puppet extensions, disobeying her instructions. She simply could not stop
acting out the uncontrollable urge to masturbate. Her pink, swollen parts
started to hurt from the rubbing and pinching and prodding she was
inflicting on herself. She finally relented and shoved the thing back up her
ass. Julia couldn't get away from it and she couldn't relieve her raging
sexual hunger. No bars, no chains, she was a prisoner in her own body.

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