Friends, Enemies, and Exes Ch. 05

"Much more," Penny replied. "But still a very pretty face."

Ashley bit her lip and smiled, and Penny wanted to hear just what was going on in her head. But it wouldn't come. No... Was that all just a dream? It really was too good to be true.

It is true, she heard. Charlie's voice echoed in her head, startling her. Something about having the girls here makes it stronger, he said. It looks like you need more of them to tap into it. Or maybe you just need practice. I wasn't very good when I started either. I guess we'll find out soon enough.

No matter. She still felt in charge of Ashley. She was never named one of the Mistresses.

Charlie smirked. "Penny," he said. "Why don't I take care of getting our things over here? I think you and Ashley can spend the day together."

"Yes Master," she said, looking Ashley directly in the eyes.

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Lanie

Preston fucked her whenever she needed it in the time they lived together. She would be dreaming about Charlie, trying to replicate the feel of him with her fingers, and the spark would simply never light the fire she so desperately wanted. So she asked politely, and he obliged. Lanie knew that not every roommate was so accommodating, and she appreciated it. But of course, it was never the same as Charlie

This was entirely different. Now he fucked her with reckless abandon, pushing her face into the carpet as his thighs slapped against hers again and again. "You fucking whore," he said, hands pressed firmly against her ass as she grunted and groaned. "Fucking your goddamn ex. Fucking whore."

It sounded even sexier coming from someone else's mouth. She had fucked her ex, as she told him after he demanded to know what happened at the reunion. But he knew she wanted to; of course he knew. She'd been obsessing for years. How could he not know?

"I bet you'd fuck anything that moved," he said. "Say it. Repeat it."

"I would fuck anything that moved," Lanie repeated, lips against the carpet. It came out muffled, and she wasn't sure he heard it, but the sharp smack on her ass said that he did. Of course, she wouldn't really fuck anything that moved. But she could at least say it, like he'd ordered.

Following orders felt so good.

"You would have fucked all my friends if I'd let them," he said. "I bet you fucking would."

Seeing this side of Preston made her happy. The way he fucked her in the past was neither slow nor fast, neither hard nor soft. It was generic, unskilled, predictable. This was fueled on rage, on a desire to put her in her place. Lanie knew she was in her place, of course, here on the carpet with a hard cock in her pussy, but she still did not know why. And at this point she did not care.

"Fuck it," he said, pulling out of her and spanking her again. "You're going to."

"I'm going to what?" she asked, rolling over and catching her breath. She couldn't stop smiling.

"Fuck my friends. Clearly you like getting fucked by whoever is nearest. So you're going to fuck everyone who walks through that door today," he said.

That sounded like a nice send off to her new life with Charlie and the girls. Lanie didn't know Preston to enjoy watching her with other men, but if that's what he needed before he was ready to cum in her ass, then that is what he would get. Master stressed not to leave any loose ends, she reminded herself. And Preston needs to cum.

He started making calls, and within the hour, men started sauntering into the apartment hards ons ready to go. She didn't need to be told twice what they were there for. As they walked into the apartment, they found her on all fours, ass wiggling in the air for them. Preston said the same thing to each of them as they walked in. "She's all yours, dude."

They were big, they were small, they were quick and they were resilient. She started gambling with herself on what the next cock would feel like. To make it harder, she never bothered to turn around and look at them. This one will be... Long but kind of thin? No, very long and very thick. It nearly tore her, but instead she just went lightheaded and lost her breath quickly. Next one... curve up towards my spine? Yes, a slight curve that dug into the walls of her vagina and rubbed her in all the right places.

Occasionally Preston would speak up. "Tell him his girlfriend is a cunt," he ordered.

"Your girlfriend is a cunt!" Lanie screamed.

"Tell him you're a fuck hole."

"I'm a fuck hole!"

Eventually his guests started to get the idea, and soon she was bombarded with commands. It was difficult enough to speak with a cock pounding her from behind, let alone decipher a cacophony of men yelling over one another all at once. But she tried her best to comply.

"I'm a pathetic fuck toy -- your cock is so big -- I need cum daddy, please," but best of all was when one of the boys took his friend's phone and started filming. Her instructions were simple: humiliate some girl named Gina.

"His cock feels so fucking good," Lanie whimpered. "You would know if you weren't busy fucking your professors, whore. He's better off fucking me, I'm so much tighter, I'm not such a fucking uptight bitch like you. Just look at my body Gina, why wouldn't he pick me?"

She didn't even know who was fucking her. All she knew was Preston told her to, and that made it feel good.

**********

Penny

The girls were already returning one by one while she and Ashley were out by the pool. She'd left orders for some of the staff to wait by the door with laminated cards full of reminders: the gate code, how to get to their room, who to speak to for decoration instructions. Ashley's staff would take care of everything from unpacking to rearranging furniture. All they had to do was fill up the time until it was finished.

Penny could already feel her connection with them being restored. Even with just half a dozen, the littlest tingles of their inner state reached her. No words or thoughts, but clear emotions. So far, all of them were feeling complete and utter desire.

Ashley and Penny were waist deep in the clear pool water, skin exposed to the air everywhere but their heads. She loved Ashley's dark hair, and how it curled ever so slightly at the ends. She loved her smooth skin, the feel of their hard nipples brushing against each other as they teasingly let their lips brush their skin. She found that Ashley shivered whenever she got close to her ears.

Zoe and Sarah returned, two polar opposites holding hands and excitedly stripping down completely to wade into the pool. Soon the four of them were kissing gently, letting hands wander and tongue intertwine. Ashley's lips found Zoe's nipples, Sarah's found Penny's. Looking at her again in the afternoon sun, Penny was more than certain she was deeply into redheads.

"Tell me more about how you fucked Master," Penny told Zoe.

Hair alight, Ashley gently pleasuring her petite chest, Zoe closed her eyes and relived the memories. "The first time it happened, he called me and said he forgot to do his math homework, so I said I could meet him and let him copy mine. We ended up getting ice cream, and I made sure to let it drip onto my chin a little, make him picture me with cum all over my pretty little face."

Penny could perfectly picture that. "I'm surprised he didn't pounce," she said.

"Ever the gentleman," Zoe teased. "Until it got dark and we walked to the secret bench by the pond. You know, the one behind all the bushes? I was just thinking about how to entice him next when he pulled me in and kissed me."

"So sweet," Penny cooed. Sarah was inexperienced with women, but clearly eager to learn. Her tongue swirled unsurely around Penny's nipple, but she was sensitive enough that it didn't matter.

"Oh no," Zoe said. "He pulled me in. On his lap. God he was so fucking hard, I just pulled it out and fucked him right on the bench."

Penny couldn't help but let out an audible unf.

Miranda appeared at the edge of the pool, wearing nothing but panties and kicking her feet in the cool water. She must have been sitting there for a few minutes at least. "That's a fun one," she said. "Reminds me of the time he fucked me the night he broke up with Lauren."

All four of them cooed with interest, begging her to tell the story. By the end, Penny realized she was with him just moments after it was all over. He'd finished his relationship with Lauren by fucking her tits one last time, only to drive to Miranda's immediately for a quick fuck on her kitchen table. And just minutes later, he was sitting on Penny's couch telling her how he'd left Lauren after a lot of thought.

God I wish he would have taken me back then, Penny lamented. I could have tasted him years ago.

They left the pool and started exploring the house, finding bedrooms and showing one another their wardrobes, sharing more Charlie stories and stealing kisses now and again. Penny learned that Miranda was a heavenly kisser, and although Shelby had nice lips, was just a tad sloppy. All the better for blowjobs.

As the rooms started to fill, Penny could hear them thinking again. It was a struggle to narrow it down to one girl, sometimes. Clearly she needed more of them to focus her new power. But that was just one small part of it.

While Ashley went to call her father and begin the transaction, Penny selected a girl she knew fairly well for only sharing a few classes. Her name was Lily, and she had dyed her hair silver since Penny last saw her. In fact, her whole style was new. She came to the house wearing a loose plaid button up and pleated skirt, her sleek dyed hair falling in deliberate curls at her back. Penny remembered her as a fairly cute post-grunge chick, but she had refined that taste.

One thing remained the same about Lily, though -- she was completely flat-chested.

They sat on Penny's new enormous bed, gently rubbing their hands all over one another. "You really had fun licking my pussy last night," Lily teased. "I wish I'd known you were so good sooner."

"Oh yeah? Think you might have asked to be study buddies?"

"That and much more."

"Lily, what's my name?"

Lily smiled slyly and said, "Mistress Penny."

"Good girl. Now taste me."

Lily slowly pushed Penny onto her back and kissed her way down from her neck to her hips, and finally to her dripping hole. She wasn't just trying to pleasure her, she was following orders and getting a good taste. "What turns you on the most?" Penny asked.

"Being tied up and teased," Lily answered. Penny could see the thoughts in her head, fuzzy but unmistakable. She was on her knees, arms curled around a metal bar and cuffed at the ends. Someone was walking around her in circles, switching between a whip and a cattle prod, shocking her thighs and the tips of her nipples. If only I had bigger tits, Lily thought briefly. Or any tits.

Just what Penny wanted to know.

"Lily," she said. "Do you know that Master can make lots of wishes come true?"

"Like how?"

"Just think of something you want, and he can do it," Penny told her. It was easy enough to influence her thoughts to produce the correct answer.

"I saw him fuck Mistress Lauren's tits last night," Lily said. "I wish he could fuck me like that too."

"All you have to do is ask," she replied. "Master can give you anything. And I'll make sure you get your wish first. All you have to do is fuck me until I pass out."

**********

Katie

The walls were white, just like Master's cum.

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Charlie

Back in their apartment, Charlie felt like himself again. And he was scared.

He paced around the bedroom, looking at the dirty clothes on the floor and the bills they were almost late to paying on the nightstand. "This is me," he said aloud, afraid Penny might be listening even this far away. "I'm not that guy anymore. I don't take advantage of women like that. I don't force them into... fuck! I can't keep doing this, it isn't too late to make them stop. I just... I just have to tell them to forget all about it. Penny and I can come back here and act like it never happened."

The whole place smelled like her.

The sheets, the furniture, the air all had Penny in it. The girl he loved, the girl who loved him. The girl he never Rewired, even after last night. "She asked for this," he remembered. He never ordered her to enjoy watching him with other women. He never Rewired her to want sex twenty-four hours a day. Everything she did and said since first swallowing his cum, more or less, was her decision.

She said it made her happy, because it made him happy.

Does it really make me happy?

He did not want to be the average man, addicted to sex and power. He could simply command all these women to drop every bit of their personalities and devote their existence to his pleasure. But that was not right. "I'm doing this right," he told himself. "I didn't change who they are, just how they behave. Ashley still knows her finances, Sarah still knows her graphic design, Erica still knows her history. I'm not undoing them."

So long as he left them intact, could it really be so wrong?

All the time...

No. Not if Penny could be happy. All the time.

**********

Alex

"I mean, you realize how ridiculous this sounds," Natalie said.

Her roommate sighed, arms and legs crossed. Alex tried not to stare at her tits, but at this point it was completely impossible. They were framed so perfectly by her arms, even pushed upward a little. Focus, focus! A, B, C, D...

"It's true," Alex said. "And that's why I have to go."

"His... his cum? Seriously?"

"Nat, I know how it sounds, I really do. But I need this. More than anything I've ever needed in my life. If you ever got a taste, just one little drop, you would know."

"One drop," Nat repeated, annoyed. "Is this some kind of code? Like, is he threatening you or something?"

Alex knelt down beside her and grabbed her hand, looking her in the eye. It was much easier to communicate on her knees, she felt so much more comfortable. "Nat, you've heard my stories about how good he was. Whatever happened in our past, neither of us care anymore. When I obey him I feel... whole. Like I got back the part of me that I lost."

Natalie sighed and took a moment to think. "This is the weirdest shit," she said. "But fine if you want to be a sex slave, be a sex slave. God that sounds so fucked up."

"I won't be a slave," Alex said, squeezing Nat's hand. "I'll be a..."

"A what?"

She couldn't help but beam at the thought of it. "A slut," she said.

Nat squeezed her hand back reluctantly and started to settle down. "There's really a bunch of other girls there?"

"Dozens," Alex said. "We all want to be there."

Nat shrugged. "I'll have to see it to believe it. Worst case scenario, I get a good fuck, right?"

"The best you've ever had," Alex said. "So I'd start packing now if I were you."

Nat laughed and nodded. "Yeah. Sure."

**********

Lauren

The house was full of women again, but now it was much cleaner. A couple of silent men took her things from her and ran upstairs. A butler handed her a laminated card that said where to go and how to find everything in the house. When she found her room, she gasped and froze.

Inside, she found a room full of computers and mixing boards. Not only was it a full rig, it was the exact rig she wanted. She'd only been away for twelve hours, and already her dreams of producing music had jumped way up.

Ashley was there a few minutes later.

"I found your wishlist online," Ashley explained. "Live instruments aside, you should have all you need."

Lauren wanted to break down and cry, but instead she found herself between Ashley's legs, hungrily lapping at a thick nectar she was growing to love more and more with each taste. But like the other girls she'd explored, Ashley had her own unique taste, not as strong but much more plentiful. "Thank you, Mistress Lauren," she moaned. "Thank you, thank you!"

I'd better get used to giving orders, Lauren thought. "Are there still more girls coming?"

"Yes Mistress," Ashley moaned. "Just a few."

"Don't let me hold you up, then. Just send me some girls. I want to start getting familiar. Bring me one with nice big tits."

"Yes, Mistress Lauren," Ashley said.

A big lipped girl named Shelby hopped into her room a few minutes later, wearing tight denim shorts and a white tank top with nothing underneath. If the shirt weren't white, she still would have seen the outline of her huge nipples. "How can I serve you, Mistress?"

Charlie trained them so quickly, she thought. Was I any different, though?

"No clothes in my room," Lauren said. Shelby peeled her clothes off slowly, inciting Lauren to command, "Dance for me."

The female body looked almost as beautiful as Charlie's cock now. Days ago she couldn't have cared less, but now Lauren wanted everything women had to offer. Shelby was a lovely specimen, not dissimilar to herself. But where Lauren was milky pale, Shelby was lightly tanned with only the slightest hint of lines. Where Lauren's tits flattened ever so slightly when she stood, Shelby's remained perfectly still until she bounced them up and down deliberately, like when she rode Charlie's cock the night before.

Her hands ran down her legs as she swayed her hips and turned her body, one quarter at a time, revealing every last inch of herself. To me, her new Mistress.

Little redheaded Zoe knocked before entering, and then stood beside Shelby. "Clothes off," Lauren ordered. "And come lick my pussy."

As if that weren't enough, a third girl entered, this one Lauren only vaguely remembered. "Your name?"

"Gina, Mistress Lauren."

"You're very beautiful, Gina," Lauren said. She was brown-haired and green eyed, her body wonderfully filling out her large rainbow shirt. When it was off, Lauren let her know just how much she liked looking. "Sit at my desk and fuck yourself," she said.

"With or without toys, Mistress?"

Lauren ran her fingers through Zoe's hair while she gently licked. I did have some toys on my wishlist, Lauren remembered. Maybe... "Look in my closet," Lauren said.

Gina came out with an armful of dildos and vibrators, all off Lauren's personal wishlist. They were too expensive for her budget until today. How did they get here so fast?

"The wand," Lauren decided.

Shelby danced on, taking care to display her tight ass. Zoe started to lick faster as Lauren pushed harder against the back of her head. Gina turned the vibrating wand up high and pressed it directly to her clit, face tightening and lungs emptying quickly.

As Lauren started to cum, she laughed in her head. This is my life now.

**********

Penny

She woke up spooning with Lily. "Mmmmm," she moaned. "Looks like you kept your promise."

Lily kissed her on the cheek. "Anything you ask for, Mistress Penny."

"You'll definitely be getting those new tits," Penny said. "And you'll never have to see a single doctor."

It was night time already. Most of the girls could be back by now, and Penny wanted to personally greet them all, see their rooms, and let them have a little taste of her. Everyone would do it sooner or later anyway.

She held Lily's hand as they walked naked down the warmly lit halls of Charlie's new whorehouse. They smiled at one another like lovers, and kissed bashfully a few times. Eventually they reached the staircase, and found a line of girls running toward the backyard. Penny caught Lauren by the arm.