The limo ride is really, really fun! It’s one of those really long white limos where the place everyone sits is more like a couch than a chair. Totally don’t know what the fabric is but it’s really soft and the cushions are really squishy. It didn’t feel like a car at all!

Pink was really encouraging and stuff. She kept telling me I was so good at not having a brain, and always was really good at helping other people not have brains too. It makes me think about the time I gave Pink a pair of silver lips, or the time that Pink and I turned Dust into a sandwich. That was really fun! If only shadow kitty was still in Midas, we could have a big like, reunion special! Is Windy still around? I’d love to have my old pillow back. Makes me miss my old room a little, but that’s okay.

It’s so exciting to be out recruiting for The Lady again! It’s been like, what, years? Lots of things happened since then, but I totally remember it like it was yesterday. Maybe The Lady could help me remember it like it was today!

When I finally get up the stairs and open the door, almost opening the wrong door three times or so, the first thing I notice is Dust’s voice, and it’s really loud. “That’s right! Fuck your hand you dirty cum pig!” Olivia is screaming and grunting loud enough that I’m totally sure neither of them heard the door open. Dust was a bad girl! Dust was a very, very bad, naughty girl!

Olivia is all Aureusy on the floor, grunting and moaning with her hand between her legs. She looks so hot, face all twisted up in pleasure as she grinds and whimpers with Dust’s foot resting on her lower back. Olivia isn’t wearing anything at all, and Dust isn’t wearing much to hide anything either.

Her legs are still covered with fishnets, and her skirt, but I can see she’s not wearing any panties. Her shoes are still on, and so is her blouse even if it is open. Her skin is so pale the fishnets look really hot, and so does all of the rest of her!

She’s not really curvy, more petite and young looking. She still looks young even all this time later! Pink does too, but Dust looks it in a different way. She’s gotten older, but it’s sorta just made her look more of the same. More makeup maybe.

I know I’m still totally looking forward to fucking her senseless and sparking her into place like the good little dusty girl she is! I wonder what we’ll make her fuck name be. It’ll have to be something dark and pouty but still cute. She would look so cute giggling with just a little bit more makeup and maybe a couple of piercings or something slutty like that.

Ooo, maybe a tattoo!

“I want rug burns on that golden cunt! Stain the carpet so you can never wash it clean!” Dust pushes her foot down a little harder. There’s gotta be a puddle under Olivia by now. When she gushes she really, really gushes. She really looks like she’s enjoying herself . . .

But oh well! That totally doesn’t matter. I’m an even hotter sight than Dust right now! Tight tube top with the pink splotches, pretty platforms and the pretty toe-curling, knee-high socks made me look so good in the mirror. I must look even better in person! I don’t have to be jealous or feel silly like that or anything. I can just feel good! Take control of the situation!

I am Silver Girl, hear me spark!

“Hi Dusty, O-livi-a! You two started the slutty grindy fuck fun without me! Bad Dust!” Quickly I close the door and strike a heroic pose. I point a finger right between her eyes and squint to make sure that I’m aiming right.

“Sarah, you’re home e-. . .” She turns to face me, with one of those sick-and-twisted-full-of-dark-thoughts smiles, looking like she was so totally ready to pull an elevator on me, but then she starts looking all shocked. Is it the hair? Her eyes get wide, and they get even wider when a pretty sparkly silver star starts to zoom towards her face. Her lips part wider, before pressing together with a loud “Mmm” as the spark hits its mark.

Her pretty eyes cross as they start to glaze, almost looking like they’re trying to see the pretty spark and the thin line of energy still connecting it to my fingertip. It’s really not all that strong, but she reacts a lot. Dust’s pretty lips, black all smeared so I can see the pretty extra pale pink underneath, twist into the most lewd shape ever. Her shoulders slouch slowly, all of the muscles in her body reacting to it, knees hitting each other . . . She doesn’t fall when the spark pops, she just slumps, and sways.

She’s so beyond mind blown, dirty mind just dirty smoldering rubble, but she doesn’t fall over. She looks smaller when she’s all crumpled and melty. Hotter, too. She’ll make such a hot drooly gothic slut slave. Maybe we could give her even more black lipstick!

Mmm, it would feel so nice to feel that rubbing off all wet in a kiss. Maybe we could get some smeary pink lipstick for me so it would be even more fun! There’s just so much we can do!

Olivia keeps grunting and grinding into the carpet. I’ll help her feel even better soon, but right now I’m more worried about my pretty Dust-slave! She still looks all confused, but I’ll fix that! Everything will make sense and she’ll just love it. I bounce and giggle just at the thought, a loud pretty “no” echoing through my hollow candy head. Dust’ll be jealous of my makeover in no time!

She already looks so brain-fried, and that was just a little juice! I must be better at the whole brain sparking thing . . . wouldn’t shock me at all! “Teehee . . . Hot little Dust’s not wearing much! Reminds me of the shower you had before we got taken off by that red headed witchy lady!” Giggling lots, like, as if I ever don’t giggle anymore, I move behind Dusty and slide my hands over her pretty white back. There’s a little bit of Dust on my fingers, but it’s really easy to ignore that and grab her sweet little pussy from behind, thrusting two fingers into her tight dusty hole with another dose of vitamin spark. “Yeah . . . I’m home early, and you were a baaaaad girl . . .!”

Her reaction makes me clench, moan, and gush so hard. Her back arches out away from me and her pretty arms shake as they stretch out as far as they can, her fingers doing the same thing. Her thighs clench so hard around my hand, shaking so strong and holding my hand so tight. She was already so slick, but now she’s flowing so much more. Weak pitiful gasping shudders out past her shaking lips.

The only thing the pretty dusty slut doesn’t try to do is deny how naughty she was.

“Olivia is my gold slut! Myyyy golden slut!” I rub my fingers harder inside of her, making sure to spark and fuck all of Dust’s silly style right out of her. We need to have a hot dust slut! “And now Dusty is going to be my slut too! Say it! Saaay it! Say ‘I’m a little dust slut, short and drenched!”

Her pretty body shines with sweat, but the sparks make it shine even more. “Lllitt . . . Little . . . d . . . ust . . . slnnnt . . . shoooort . . . drenched . . .” She gasps and whimpers, sounding like she’s drowning.

If only she knew how much her mind was drowning and being wrapped up in pretty silver magic, making her stuck more and more under my control! Soon it’ll be Pink and The Lady’s mind! I’ll make extra sure to scrub every little bit of resistance clean from her pretty mind besides enough for her to pretend she doesn’t want to obey, just long enough for The Lady to see it in her eyes. She likes doing a little bit of breaking. Just enough to see the pretty mind behind the pretty eyes turn from pretty to hot with pure need.

I wonder, really wonder, how The Lady broke her the first time. Did she do it all by herself? Did she have Pink shoving a long spirally lolly into her dusty pussy and make her lick all of the itchy sleepy flecks off? Did Dust do that to Pinky? I’ll have to ask! It would be so hot to spark myself for her during a fun story time . . .

“Goody! You’re my good little drippy dust faucet!” My fingers keep on wiggling and I give her all of the sweet energy I have to give. My other hand grabs one of her pretty breasts and I flick a shimmering fingertip across her nipple over and over again. “You’re going to be a little obedient sprinkle slut again! It’s going to be so hot! You’ve missed it, haaaven’t you?”

She couldn’t answer even if she wanted to, but that makes it even better. Such a silly, overly independent little dust slut! Her nipple is so hard. I don’t think I’ve even felt Aureus’s nipples this hard.

“Oh . . . and I totally forgot! My new name is Tanda!”

Dust keeps jerking and gasping, sounding so helpless as she quivers impaled on my fingers and gripped tight by the rest. It feels so satisfying to be totally frying all of the control out of her, after all of the times she made me so dusty fuzzy. Her body feels so exhausted, so worn out, but all of the pretty shocks shooting through every pretty little nerve keep her taut as if she were on the rack.

Only instead of getting her pretty body hurt, it’s just her mind slowly being sizzled apart, ripped into pretty tatters by strong silver chains. Just thinking of that makes my thighs feel slick; doing it makes me clench and groan.

Sparked lips close around her ear before they start to suck, silvery tongue sliding just right along the curve before I whisper into her pretty ear. “You even helped me out with my gold baby . . . Thaaaank you, even if you were being a bad, bad girl . . . Gonna come with Tanda and be a hot drippy slut, aaaaaren’t you?”

“YES!” Dust whimpers and clenches harder than I’ve ever felt anyone clench. She’s wrapped up so tight inside, so close, so ready to just burst the last little bit away. No use waiting!

“Goood . . .”I spark my tongue and slide it into her ear, making the energy at the very end crackle and sizzle into her . . . and then stop, pulling my hands away from her body quick like pulling away a tablecloth.

Dust screeches at the very top of her lungs, and for a second before she falls limply on top of Olivia it almost looks like the sparks are so bright inside of her they shine out of her eyes like headlights. She looks so hot laying prone on my golden girly with her skirt flipped up over her ass, thighs still clenching and shuddering a little as her sweet dusty sex drips.

Under her, Olivia doesn’t seem to mind having Dust limp on her. She’s still rubbing herself against her hand, grunting and whining. The puddle her pussy is making on the carpet just keeps growing. Between the three of us the room smells so much like lusty mindless obedience.

I bounce once and scream out a very audible “No!” before dropping down beside the two of them. When I pet Dust’s hair I’m so shocked by just how wet it is. “Mmm . . . That’s my good girl . . .”

Hooding my eyes I reach down and rub my hands over Aureus’s shining and oh so pretty golden ass, grinding my hands into that sweet familiar golden surface before melting some sparks into her gently. No reason not to be soft and sweet with her, she’s always so agreeable to being melted. “And you’re a good Olivia . . . You looked after Dusty even when she started looking after you, but now it’s time for night-night!”

“Nnnng . . . niiiight-niiight?” Her pretty golden face looks up at me, metallic lips glittering with drool, and the expression is as much confused as it is melty. She doesn’t look confused the way Dust looked confused, all shocked and freaked out, more just meltedly unsure.

It’s been a pretty busy day for the poor obedient little statue-girl, so it makes sense. She’s not nearly as used to being mind fucked as I am! I could write the book on it! It’ll be so fun to teach her all of the finer points of being a helpless little fuck puppet. There’s a lot I told her about Chronos, but there’s so much you just can’t really explain to someone. The bliss of being on display and passed around like sex candy between powerful women just doesn’t appeal to her yet!

I would be a really bad wifey if I couldn’t help her learn all I have to teach!

“Mind night-night anyway! Don’t worry, it’ll all make sense soon, I promise! I love you sweetie!” Giggling a little bit more I wink and blow her a kiss, sending a spark right into her pretty lips. “We got an extra special place to go, just to help you and Dusty be happy good girls forever!”

“Mind-night . . .” Olivia’s eyes flutter at the spark and she makes one of her pretty long whines. The one thing I kinda forgot is that a girl made of gold makes a really scary-loud sound when her head goes limp and slams into the floor.

Oops!

It makes me squeak and back away, but not for too long. She’s had a lot worse than just passing out happen to her without any dents or anything. When the floor doesn’t break apart and nobody starts frantically pounding on the door I sigh and fall onto the two of them. The warmth is really nice, it’s like a snuggle pile of slave kittens. I’ll have to tell The Lady about that idea, remind her Silhouette is still out there somewhere . . . “Whew . . . that was . . . yum? Yes! Definitely yum . . .”

Laying here all spent on the floor with my Lovey and Dusty makes me think that I’m forgetting something. I spark-fucked Dust. I sent Olivia off to nighty night land. I thought “no!” every time my pretty tits bounced. I only thought about pretty fuck toy things. What could it be . . .?

“Oh crap . . .!” I am totally the worst mom ever! Scrambling to get up to my feet I bounce in to Aurora’s room and coo in relief to see her all cute and pretty in her crib.

She’s pretty silent for Aurora. Usually whenever I come to see her in her crib she’s all squeals. Oh! Her pretty brown baby eyes are just a little gray. Dust must have done something to my precious little baby! I’ll have to ask Pink for permission to brain fuck her extra hard. Nobody messes with my pretty little Aurora. She’s my little miracle girl, all cute and pretty, innocent and sweet.

I reach down to pull her up into my arms and smile, bouncing her just a little. Where I’ve gotta go isn’t a very baby friendly place. “What am I gonna do with you sweetie pie?” She doesn’t answer, just looks up at me so cutely. “I guess I could ask Valerie to sit for me, or . . .”

Aurora can’t talk, but she does blink at me really slow. Something about the little flecks of gray make her look even cuter. I would never have thought that was possible. “Where I’m going just really isn’t good for little baby girls so uhm . . .” The only good idea I can really think of is to call up Valerie, so I hold Aurora a little closer and dial up her number.

Valerie helps Olivia and I by looking after Aurora all the time anyway, and we’ve looked after Sylvia a lot too. It’s a pretty even trade. Pink probably wouldn’t want to deal with Aurora if she got into one of her fussy moods . . .

“Y’ello.” Val’s voice sounds so pretty and happy when she answers. She sounds like she’s having a really good day. Probably not as good of a day as I’m having, but . . . maybe she will be later!

“Hi-hi Val-val! Uhm . . . I’ve got some reeeeeally important stuff I gotta do . . . With Olivia and uhm . . . an old friend, and some other old friends . . . Think maybe you could watch Aurora for awhile?” I giggle but try really hard to stop it from being loud enough for Valerie to hear. It’s hard without anyone telling me to, but I know it would make her get all worried and I totally don’t want her to do that.

Aurora whines up at me just a little, and wiggles her cute little fingers. I make one of my fingers shine, not really sparking out but just shining on the inside and hold it down to her. She gets really happy and squeaks, bright eyes shining as she holds onto my finger. She’s so cute . . .

Valerie’s voice doesn’t really sound as happy anymore. “Uh . . . I guess I could . . . I well . . . I mean I . . . yeah, this is kind of short notice Sarah. Don’t you think? I just put Sylvia down, I was going to have a glass of wine with myself . . .”

“You know I wouldn’t ask if this wasn’t impoooortant!” Whimpering, I kiss Aurora’s forehead to try and sound a little less pretty-empty. “I mean, if you can’t, I guess I can find someone else or something but just . . . Aurora and Sylvia get along so well, and just you know I don’t really trust anyone else with her but you. You actually know what to do if she starts turning other colors or something . . .”

“All right, all right . . . bring her over. I guess I’ll just deal with it. She better not do that projectile vomiting thing again . . .” Valerie might sound all upset and mean, but I know it’s just because she was really looking forward to relaxing a little. She’ll be all happy in no time. She likes Aurora!

I can’t stop looking down at her and smiling. It really hurts to have to leave her with Valerie instead of taking her with me, but it sounds a lot better . . . “Thanks a lot Val-Val! And she won’t! You know she won’t . . . She was sick, you can’t blame a baby for being sick, teehee . . . I mean . . . Totally didn’t mean teehee . . . That’s something a bimbo slut would say or something . . . seeya soon!”

Not waiting for a response I just hang up the phone with a loud sigh of relief. That went really well! Everyone will be taken care of and happy. That’s a good thing!

I glance back toward the front room before looking down at Aurora, and giggle. “So . . . just how are we gonna get Mommy and your Auntie Dust to the limo . . .”