Date: Mon, 4 May 2020 22:49:54 -0400
From: Sissy Slave <tempthrowsis@gmail.com>
Subject: Mumma's Good Girl (teen, TV, mind control)

"Oh yes! Yes! Yes! Fuck me harder!!"

As if on cue, Jake came at the same time as the girl he was watching in the
porn clip. After cleaning himself up, Jake looked at the time in his phone,
it was 2 AM already, he'll probably be late for school again in the
morning. It's not like he cared, at 15, Jake was still 5'5" tall and it
didn't seem like he was getting any taller. Puberty wasn't exactly shining
on him, while all his classmates had grown facial hair, Jake was still to
witness improvement from his pedo-stache, which too he kept trimming down
as it made him look like a creep. With his dad being a cop, Jake throughout
his childhood had to keep changing cities and school. Being the new kid at
schools and given his small stature, he had been bullied constantly almost
every year. Thus, even though his family had been in this new city for a
couple of years, he still didn't have any friends. And ever since his dad's
death in a shootout a couple of months ago, he had been mostly spending his
time in his room watching `rough sex' porn and hoping to lose his virginity
soon.

Knock! Knock! Knock!

"Jake, you'll be late for school again! Come on it's the last day!!" Jake
woke up to his mom's shouting. He didn't like his mom. He was closer to his
dad. His mom always kept telling him to do better at school as if it was
his fault. If they hadn't been moving so much and he wasn't getting bullied
so much, he would've probably been able to concentrate on his studies
better. Jen knew her son hated her. But she still hoped he would come
around someday realizing that she only wanted what was good for him. She
loved her son; she left a promising career as a lawyer to take care of
him. And it wasn't really her fault that they had to move so much, her
husband was a high-ranking officer, he was involved in busting various drug
and human trafficking rackets. His expertise in this field had him moving
around various states in the country. His last mission in which he exposed
a human trafficking racket in Florida is what got him killed. Angel, the
man behind the syndicate, escaped with his hot-headed son Rob and a few of
his henchmen. A week later, Jen's husband was found dead in his car with
three bullets to his chest. The mafia lord and his men had been at large
since then.

As Jake reached back to his porch that day after school and was opening his
door, he saw a van pull up to their driveway just behind his mom's car. It
said, "Pat's Pesticide Protection". He thought that the only pest that
needs to be terminated here is his mom. Smirking at his own ill-humored
joke he went straight to his room without interacting with the people who
got out of the van thinking, "Let that bitch handle this!" As he went to
his room, he heard his mom opening the door for the service men. He went
straight to his room, powered up his laptop, put on his headphones and
started searching for some more rough porn. He liked to see these women
getting choked and struggle with large dicks pounding them. He found an
"appealing to his tastes" porn on the very first page and clicked on play,
getting immersed in the begging of the girl on screen. He was so immersed
in the video that he didn't notice the hand approaching him from behind, a
hand grabbed his mouth and he began struggling trying to shout. He felt a
small prick on his neck and soon his struggle subsided into darkness.

Jen started to regain consciousness slowly. Everything in her peripheral
vision was still a bit blur and it took some time for things to come in
focus. When things came into focus though, she saw a 50 something man, well
dressed, sitting on a chair in front of her. She tried to get up and move
but failed noticing her hands were chained to two separate hinges on the
wall. The hinges were two and a half feet above ground level which meant
she couldn't stand up too. With a parched throat, she demanded, "Let me out
of here! Who are you?". She tried pulling on the chains while doing so. All
this while the person sitting in front of her saw her struggle with a smile
on his face. He didn't interfere in her little futile attempt of getting up
and getting out of the chains. He instead, looked at her amusingly with a
childlike smile on his face. After trying hard and accepting defeat to the
chains, Jen asked again, in a louder voice this time," Who the fuck are
you? What's going on?"

"Tch tch tch! Quiet now, shouting won't help you; you are in a very remote
location. Though I'll admit it isn't the best of places, it's a bit shabby,
a bit old, the ventilation sucks, but it is a remote location,
nonetheless."  said the man on the chair in a composed and calm voice. He
moved his chair closer to Jen and slowly leaned forward bringing his hand
close to the top button of her blouse, Jen began struggling, trying to move
back into the wall as much as possible. The man, in a swift motion, slapped
her across the face. This killed her resistance for the time being. He
opened all the buttons of her blouse revealing her white bra inside. Jen
was facing sideways ever since the slap; she didn't want to look this
monster in the eye. The man brought his big hands to Jen's chin and turned
her face to look her in the eye and said in a bit irate voice, " Now I
would've loved to host you in a better place rather than this worn out
dungeon, God knows those perky breasts of yours deserve better lighting,
but sadly this is all we've got. And you know why you are in this shabby
old hellhole of a building instead of my private mansion? It's because of
your fucking husband!" He lost all his temper as a complete opposite to his
calm demeanour before.

He spoke again, shouting this time "It's because of your fucking dead
husband you bitch! You wanted to know who I was? I'm the one who killed
your fucking cocksucking husband! And you know what, he cried for his life,
that motherfucker! But no one gets mercy after attacking Angel Rodriguez!
No one! No one fucks with me bitch!". Angel leaned back on the chair a bit
and after composing himself, again in a calm voice continued," He took away
all of my business, all the exotic girls I had gathered and trained over
the years from different parts of the world! And now you and your son will
pay for his misdeeds!" Angel stopped talking, enjoying the look of
realization dawning in Jen's eyes, a look that was quickly replaced with
panic as she asked, almost begging, "Jake! Where's Jake? What did you do to
my son you monster?" Angel had his smile back on his face as he got up from
the chair started moving away from her while Jen kept shouting, "Where's my
son? Where's my son you monster!! Please! Please tell me where my son is!",
her shouting had become crying by the end of her sentence, but her pleas
fell on deaf ears.

Somewhere above the dungeon, Jake was coming to his senses. As things
cleared up in front of him, he saw a twenty something heavily built guy
standing in front of him. "Oh, hello sleepyhead, I thought you'll never
wake up!". Jake looked down to find himself naked, "What the fuck's going
on? Who the fuck are you?" Saying this Jake charged to the man in front of
him only to be pulled back to the where he started from. He fell backwards
to the wall to discover that his neck had a collar which was chained to the
wall behind him. But before Jake could make a full analysis of his
situation, a slap came flying in making contact with his cheek, and before
he could understand what just happened, another slap came flying in from
the other side. And then the man who was in front of him pushed Jake to the
wall and pressed his chest into the wall. The man was well over a foot
taller than Jake. Jake looked up to look at the man's face. "Look bitch no
one talks to me like this. You better behave or I'll smack you so hard
you'll beg for me to kill you to subside the pain. Do you
understand?". Jake looked at the man in front of him, he could still feel
the pain on his cheeks and something about this guy's eyes told him that he
wasn't lying about smacking him again. Jake sheepishly nodded. "Good. Just
as I had expected." Saying this the young man turned around and nodded
approvingly at the two henchmen standing behind him. The men moved in,
unlocking the chain from Jake's collar and started pulling him to another
room. Jake complied.

As they reached to the other room, Jake saw a big mechanical device lying
on the floor. He started panicking as soon as he realized it was an ass
fucking machine. He had seen it in porn films before. He started to
struggle against the goons who held him tightly. They pulled him to the
floor closer to the machine, Jake suddenly found his voice that he seemed
to have lost after the slaps, he began begging, "No please! No! Why are you
doing this?". The goons got the struggling Jake on all fours and chained
his hands to two chains coming out from the floor. Then they chained his
legs in a similar fashion. Jake kept on crying, "Please let me go!" The
young guy got down to his knees to look Jake in the eyes. He took Jake's
face in both his hands; Jake got a bit scared that he'll hit him again, but
Jake was so terrified of the machine that he still begged "Please let me
go! What do you want?"

The guy was staring in Jake's eyes, Jake mentally prepared himself for
another smack, but he still couldn't help himself from begging to let
go. Just as Jake thought the man wasn't going to hurt him, he felt
something smack his ass. The pain was so sudden and so much greater than
the slap that he felt disoriented for a second. Before he could say
anything else, SMACK! the guy behind him gave another blow to his ass using
the crop. Of course, Jake didn't know what was being used to hit him, his
face was still being held by the man in front of him. And just like that
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! Three more smacks hit his naked ass.

It was after another ten or so smacks that Jake's cries for help subsided
to him whimpering," Please!" And then his whimpers turned to sobs after a
few more smacks! The young man let go of his face and moved back as one of
the men brought in what looked like a VR headset and put it on Jake's
eyes. Everything went black for Jake. This headset had headphones attached
to it. Jake couldn't hardly hear anything anymore. After a while Jake felt
someone open his mouth and push something in, Jake couldn't close his mouth
after that. He figured that they had put a ball gag in his mouth. And Jake
was left there just like that, he couldn't hear or see anything.

Jen woke up startled to the sound of an old door creaking. Things became a
bit more visible in the dimly lit room as the door opened, but she still
couldn't figure out what was going on. Was it day or was it night? How long
had she been locked up here? She had lost track of time. She looked up to
see Angel walk up to her. He bent down to her height, slowly bringing his
right hand closer to her cheek. She looked away in disgust. He let his hand
rest on her cheek for some time, caressing her. Then he slowly started
moving his finger downwards along her face. He brought it to her neck and
kept moving downwards till he reached her cleavage. Jen pushed herself
further towards the wall. He slowly moved his finger to over her left
nipple through her bra. He let it stay there, watching her squirm
uncomfortably. He then moved his fingers from her breast, slowly proceeding
towards her navel and then towards her panties. He moved his fingers in a
circular motion over her panties. Jen closed her eyes hoping to ease the
shame by not looking at what was being done to her body. After a while,
Angel brought his hand back to her face and turned her face to face
him. And leaned in to kiss her lips. Jen quickly moved her face away not
wanting to be kissed. Angel watched her struggle for a while and then with
an irritable smile said," Ha! Have it your way bitch! But I promise you one
of these days you'll be begging me to fuck you and kiss you and that day
you'll be on my mercy. And that day I'll fuck your uptight attitude out of
you." Having said that in a venomous tone, Angel left Jen sitting there
going crazy thinking about what happened to her son?

Jake moved as if he had been woken up from a stupor when he felt a hand
touch his lower back. If Jen was facing difficulty grasping what time of
the day was it, Jake, in his blind and deaf confinement had lost the track
of time completely. He couldn't figure out whether he had been in this
state for days, hours or just a few minutes. For the first few minutes
after getting into this headset, Jake was oversensitive and mindful of his
surroundings. He could feel the sting of the crop on his ass and could
still feel a dull pain from the slaps he had received, he was trying to
sense and protect his body based on whatever little sound he could hear
through the headphones. He was sitting there, on all fours, anticipating
where they'll hurt him next. He was trembling for a few minutes after they
left him in the room. He could feel a drop of sweat originate from the back
of his neck and move down towards the ground sending yet another chill
through his already trembling body. Just as he felt his body relaxing a bit
after some time and his eyes adjusting to the darkness and his ears getting
harmonious with the silence. A loud shrill voice went to his ears, making
him jump as high as his constraints would allow him to. He let out a scream
which came out as mumble and spit through his ball gag. Then suddenly he
saw a picture in front of his eyes. It was a video of a girl being fucked
anally. And then the video began to change rapidly between videos of girls
being fucked in the butt. After every clip the screen would flash quickly
displaying a set of words. The video was accompanied by some hard rock
disorienting music, but Jake could hear a faint voice under the music. Jake
was not able to read what was written or hear what was being said under the
loud music. It would go on for some time and then stop and Jake would be
pulled back to darkness and silence. Then when Jake would feel a bit
relaxed the same video would start again. Over time, the dark time began to
decrease, and more time was spent watching the video, at least that's what
it felt to Jake. The dark and video time were sometimes overlapping, and
Jake couldn't tell what was going on. He would feel he fell asleep in the
dark time and woke up in the middle of the videos and sometimes he'll feel
that he didn't remember when the video ended and when did he end up in
darkness.

It was during one of these confused sessions that Jake felt a hand at his
lower back. He woke up with a start. At least that's what he felt, he
couldn't tell whether he was sleeping or not anymore. It was dark in front
of his eyes. He couldn't remember if it got dark after the hand touched him
or had it been dark for a while now. He felt really disoriented and was now
even doubting if he really felt a hand or if he did, was it the first time
that he felt a hand during his ordeal. While he was trying to make sense of
everything, he felt someone pull off the VR set from his head. Jake was
blinded by the light for a moment. It took his eyes some time to adjust to
the ambient light. Jake was relieved that at least now he knew that he was
awake. "How is our little rebel doing?" In his confusion Jake had all but
forgotten about the hand on his back.

He felt the fingers caress his back as he felt someone breathe really close
to his ears and then he heard a whisper, "Did you have fun?" Jake felt a
shiver run down his whole body and responded with a scary whimper "Mmph!!"
Although of course, as his throat had been parched because of hours without
water. And all his saliva had already leaked out through the sides of the
ball gag, his whimper sounded more like an inviting moan. He heard the
voice near his ear chuckle at his meek attempt of a protest and felt the
fingers move back a bit. He felt the fingers move back over his ass. He
could still feel a numbing pain on his butt from his previous beating. The
finger moved between his ass crack and he tried to move a bit forward to
avoid the tingling feeling he was getting from this unwarranted
intimacy. He felt the finger move lower passing over his asshole. This made
him shudder.

 "So, you wanted to know who I am?" Said the voice above him as he felt the
finger start moving up again. The finger passed his asshole again but this
time it just stopped a bit above the hole. Jake went silent with fear of
what was going to happen next. He stiffened his body and almost stopped
breathing, sitting still, in a horrific anticipation. "What happened bitch?
Not in a talkative mood today, are we?" Said the voice while moving the
finger over his asshole repeatedly.

"Anyway, I'll answer your question nonetheless." With that, Jake felt his
body being pushed forward as he felt the tormentor's one digit enter his
butthole. Jake let out a weak whimper as he felt the finger getting deeper
into his butthole. Finally, the finger was so deep in his hole he could
feel the tormentor's hand on his buttcheeks. Then he could feel the finger
slowly being extracted and just when he thought the finger was going to
come out of his hole, he felt it go back in. "I'm Robert Rodriguez bitch!
Robert fucking Rodriguez!" said the voice while finger fucking his
hole. "Why are you here you wanted to know! You are here because of your
fucking father!" with that Rob inserted another finger inside Rob's tight
hole resulting in a mumbled groan from Jake.

"Yes, your dead father bitch!", continued Rob while fucking Jake with two
fingers now, "And you wanna know who killed him?" Rob again came closer to
Jake's ear while still finger fucking him and said," Me....I killed that
son of a bitch." Hearing about his father made Jake cry a bit. Tears
started flowing out of Jake's eyes, partly because of his ordeal and partly
because of his dad. Watching him cry was a huge turn on for Rob, he removed
his fingers from Jake's butt at once. Jake felt an empty void where Rob's
finger was moments ago, and his hole was trying to adjust back to its
original shape. He felt Rob get up from beside him and felt what could only
be described as the sound of unzipping.

Jake was now again trembling with fear of what was to follow. He felt Rob
move behind him, and soon he could feel Rob's dick at the entrance of his
hole. Jake tightened his body denying Rob access to his hole. Rob chuckled
once again and smacked Jake's butt, the sheer sound of it was reverberating
in the room for few seconds. "You still wanna disobey bitch!" One smack was
enough for Jake to remind himself of his earlier beating. And with a sad
grunt he let Rob enter the tip of his dick into his hole as he loosened
himself. "Mmmmmphhhh", Jake couldn't bear the pain as he felt Rob going
deeper into his body. He felt that Rob would tear him in half. And then he
felt Rob's whole weight on his body and realized that Rob was completely
inside him. Rob leaned forward again and said," You wanna know what you are
doing here?" With that Rob pulled himself back laughing hysterically. He
brought his dick almost out and then thrusted back all the way in.

He started forming a rhythm while slowly fucking Jake's virgin ass. "Well
bitch the reason you are here is because your dad closed our most
profitable business." He continued while fucking Jake, who couldn't help
but grunt at the pain he was feeling. "He closed our prostitution racket,
he made us run like dogs, he made Me run like a dog" Rob's speed started to
increase with his voice, he was now properly fucking Jake. "My dad called
me an amateur idiot because of your dad!" Rob was now fucking Jake
hard. Jake couldn't make any sense of what was happening to his body. He
closed his eyes hoping that the pain and confusion will go away. It only
intensified.

"An amateur good for nothing fucking idiot!! I'll show him who an amateur
is!! I'll show him what I'm capable of!" it felt like at this point Rob was
talking to himself rather than him. Jake felt something weird happen to his
body, he could see the clips of girls being pounded in front of his closed
eyes again. "If I am the one who caused him to lose his whores, I'm the one
who'll get him new ones!"  Rob grunted in the background. He began
thrusting harder. He was almost about to cum.

"AND" Thrust. "YOU" Thrust." WILL" Thrust." BE" Thrust." MY"
Thrust. "FIRST" Thrust. "WHORE" Thrust. "BITCH!"

And with that he made a final thrust and began unloading his cum inside
Jake's hole. Jake's body was pulsating in sync with Rob's, he could feel
the cum inside his guts. But then something strange, happened even after
Rob had emptied his balls inside Jake, Jake was still shuddering. He could
still see the video in his mind. And then he heard Rob whisper in his ear
one last time before getting his dick out," And you seem to be enjoying it
slut!" With that Jake opened his eyes and looked down to find a pool of his
own cum beside his knees. And then, as if on cue the text from the video
flashed in front of Jake clearly for the first time,

YOU ARE AN ASS WHORE! YOU LOVE TO BE FUCKED!

It was the summer of 2011, an 8-year-old Jake was running around in the
park. Jen was sitting with her head on George's shoulder. It felt good to
be with the two most important people of her life, she looked at Jake in
the distance, playing happily; and then she turned to look at George, there
he was, smiling his magnetic smile. He turned to her and then she saw his
face start to melt, she pulled back from his grasp, trying to figure out
what's happening. His face kept on melting. She panicked and turned to look
at Jake, the ground beneath him turned to a pond and he started drowning,
crying for help. She tried to get up to help him but couldn't move. She
helplessly saw him drown in the distance. "Aaah!" Jen woke up with a
start. It took her some time to get her breath in control, then she looked
around to find her hands chained to the wall and looked down to see she had
peed herself. It was a nightmare, but was it better than her reality?

"Had a bad dream, did we?" She looked up to find Angel sitting on his chair
like he was the first day he got her here. Jen sighed and asked in a
despondent tone, "What do you want from me? Didn't you already get your
revenge by killing George?"

Angel responded as if trying to console her," Oh don't lose hope like this
Jen, hope is all we have. I noticed you went from `us' to `me'. You think
I'll kill a child? Do you think I'm a monster? Your son is alive Jen. How
about on my next visit I bring him down here to meet you? Now cheer up!"
Jen's eyes brightened up as much as they could in the dark hellhole she was
in. But the sigh of relief was quickly replaced by an overpowering feeling
of panic. If she were to believe this monster that Jake was alive, it meant
he had Jake and God, if there was one, only knew what this bastard had done
to him. Angel could see the look of confoundment on Jen's face, "I see you
don't believe me. I understand but I cannot do anything about the questions
forming in your little head till we meet next time. But I can answer the
other question you asked."

Angel looked at Jen trying to remember what she had asked, the news of Jake
possibly being alive combined with the fatigue she had been feeling having
been trapped here for God knows how long had now started to take a toll on
her brain. "Oh, you dumb little girl the question about revenge. Now, you
aren't here so that I can exact my revenge, I've already done that by
killing your husband, remember?" Angel let his words settle down with Jen,
watching her face stiffen up with disgust for Angel as he mentioned the
murder of her husband.

"You are here for a message. You see my business runs on fear, if people
aren't afraid of me, they won't bow down to me. Any person whose business,
whose family, whose peace is harmed by dumbfucks like your husband would go
ahead and exact revenge by harming the said dumbfuck. That makes people
respect the person, not fear him." Jen looked at Angel and could see he
didn't have a smile on his face anymore, he had a look of pent up rage in
his eyes. "Your husband," he continued," he took away from me my
business. So, I decided to start it again. Now, what would be louder
message to the dumbfucks out there that you, the wife of that fucker, will
be my first item to be sold to the highest bidder when I get back in the
business. I'll sell you every night to different people, make you perform
in strip clubs, make you give handjobs to homeless people on the street
just so that you can earn a single meal a day. I'll use your body, abuse
it, make it a commodity and then when I'm done with you, I'll sell you out
for slavery in some middle eastern country. And that my love, will be my
message to all the dumbfucks out there. That will be my demand for fear,
and I shall get what I demand!" For the first time ever, Angel could see
pure fear in Jen's eyes. He took a deep breath, composed himself and left.

Soon after Rob had fucked Jake the headset was back on Jake's head. And
while Jake was still recovering from his anal rape and coming to terms with
his orgasm from it, the machine that he had been dreading ever since he
entered the room was placed behind him and with the push of a button, the
dildo at the end of the machine entered his gaping hole. Jake could feel
Rob's cum squish around inside. And gradually, the machine picked up pace
in fucking Jake as another clip began in front of his eyes.

This clip began with a close up of a big cock being stroked, it was quickly
replaced by another cock, then another, then another; soon images of
different cocks of different sizes were being flashed in front of
Jake. This time too there were words being flashed on screen. This time too
there was a voice in the background. The music wasn't as loud as the
previous video, it was soothing and comforting. The routine had been more
or less similar. The videos would be displayed for some time, followed by
complete silence and darkness for some time. Soon again, Jake started
losing track of sleep and time. But this time, either the video slowed down
or maybe because of the repetitiveness of the video, Jake was able to
understand what the voice was saying and what was being displayed on the
screen.

YOU ARE A COCK-HUNGRY SLUT!!

 All this while Jake was still being pounded by the machine.

YOUR ONLY PURPOSE IS TO SERVE COCK!

Even the machine's movement seemed sporadic. It would be fucking Jake crazy
at one moment and would be completely still, either inside him or outside,
at another moment. But every time the machine was fucking Jake, it would
end with Jake shuddering and feeling his balls release some more cum,
mixing with the pool that was already there on the floor.

Again, out of nowhere, Jake found his eyes trying to adjust to the natural
light as his headset was removed from his head. Rob was sitting in front of
him, smiling with hunger in his eyes. He slowly moved his hands towards
Jake, removing his ball gag. Rob could see defeat in Jake's eyes and knew
he won't shout or throw a tantrum. Jake was feeling too spent and
disoriented to speak anything. Rob put his hand to the back of Jake's head
and gently pulled him closer. He then brought up a mascara pen near Jake's
eyes and started applying it. "You know princess this mascara will make you
look sexier than you already are." Rob said while applying mascara
skillfully to Jake's both eyes. Jake didn't resist, he had lost all fight.

Rob then brought his left hand to Jake's chin and squeezed his face into a
pout and with his right-hand Jake began applying a bright red lipstick on
Jake's lips. "You know, how I'm so good at this?" Rob asked while applying
lipstick on Jake's lips as skillfully as a woman would, of course Jake
couldn't reply as his cheeks were being pressed by Rob, but he knew it was
a rhetorical question. "Amelia used to like it when I did it to her. She's
a pure soul that one. My dad always thought that she was making me soft and
that I shouldn't have a girlfriend, but I loved her. And she loved me. She
was the only person who ever loved me. My dad, he always thought of me as
another one of his henchmen, even worse, he thinks I'm good for
nothing. But Amelia, she sees me for who I truly am, she loves me...she
respects me. But I haven't met her in a while because of your dad, I had to
run away, haven't even called her." Rob said somewhat sadly. There was pain
in his voice. He forced himself to smile through his pain and it seemed
that he transferred all his pain and rage to his hand as he squeezed Jake's
face more tightly. He started working on Jake's lower lip. Jake didn't
resist.

Rob then said rather cheerfully, "But it's okay now I have you. You can't
replace Amelia in character of course but your lips can replace
hers. You'll be using these luscious red lips of yours to worship my cock
everyday till I get bored of you. They'll be wrapped up around my cock like
a kid to a popsicle." As soon as Rob mentioned his cock, Jake could feel
his own cock tingle a bit. This combined with what was Rob describing to be
Jake's future like brought tears to Jake's eyes. His mascara began running
down just as Rob was finishing Jake's lips. "I'm sure you'll enjoy the
feeling of a cock inside your mouth while you are being fucked by another
in your ass" Rob said moving slightly backwards to appreciate his
handiwork. Jake's lips looked sexy and fuckable, his mascara had run to the
side of his face and had begun to dry off on his face. Rob admired what he
did and said, "You look like a whore, a used one, but a whore,
nonetheless. I think we'll go with this look." Jake sobbed quietly at Rob's
description of himself.

Jake thought Rob will face fuck him based on his conversation about his
lips. But instead Rob put on the headset back on Jake and he could feel the
now too familiar throbbing of the machine in his hole as the machine came
back to life. Jake let out a small groan as he didn't have a ball gag
anymore.

Rob opened the door and walked into the room saying, "Farooq sent a
message, he has made the arrangements to host us in Texas, we can start
moving in a couple of days." Angel lowered the newspaper he was reading and
removed the cigar he was smoking, looked at his son irritably. "When will
you learn to knock before entering a room and when will you learn to begin
a conversation with a proper salutation. I've seen better behaved dogs in
dog fairs, probably smarter too." Rob clenched his fists into a knuckle,
there he was, being humiliated again in front of his dad's
henchmen. "Anyway," continued Angel," we shall proceed in a couple of
days. Could you break the son yet or do I have to send someone else to do
that?" Rob took a deep breath, trying to control his anger, "No you won't
need to send anyone else the boy has been broken trust me." "Well if you
say so." Said Angel sarcastically," I'd like to check on my own." Rob
nodded his head and walked out of the room angry at the lack of trust.

Angel opened the door to his room and was impressed by what he saw in front
of him. There on his bed was sitting the most beautiful sissy he had ever
seen. She looked up at him, her eyes were sparkling with fear, but her lips
didn't dare to quiver. He moved closer to her, if one kept quiet enough one
could hear the chattering of teeth under those tightly shut bright red
lips. He moved yet closer; she was sitting on her knees with her back
straight wearing fishnet stockings. Above it she was wearing a black tank
top that ended on her navel. Inside the top she had a pair of fake
boobs. Her eyes were looking smoking hot with black mascara on them. Her
face had been made up with some foundation and she had a short length black
wig that almost came to her shoulders. She wasn't wearing anything
else. Her hands were lying in front of her one over the other while her 5"
dick lied there limp, on display for Angel to see.

Angel sat on the bed beside her. And he gently brought his hand on the
girl's cheek, she took a deep breath and moved a bit back in fear. "Uhm!"
she let out a whimper as the hand touched her cheek. "Shhh! Don't
hesitate." commanded Angel, and as if suddenly, the girl started feeling
all her resistance leave her body. Angel moved in to kiss the girl. She let
him do it. She didn't kiss back though. Angel got up from the bed and
started undoing his pants, he removed his pants and his underwear and the
girl's eyes went wide looking at Angel's 7" dick, she had not seen anyone
else's dick other than in porn. Even though she had been raped by Rob, she
never saw his dick. Angel could see the girl's dick get semi hard, he could
see her glancing down at her own dick and going red with embarrassment. He
sat down on the bed again. He started kissing her again. She let him do it
again.

Slowly Angel pushed the girl back on the bed still kissing her. Now she was
lying on the bed on her back with Angel on her top. He brought both her
legs up and put them on his shoulder. Her hole was now easily accessible to
him. And with one smooth thrust Angel entered the girl's already lubed up
gaping hole. The girl whimpered a bit on initial penetration, but she had
been trained enough on the machine. Angel started to slowly fuck the girl
kissing her on lips in between. With each thrust Angel could see the fear
in the girl's eye subside and it was being replaced with an inexplicable
void of hopelessness.

With each thrust Jake was zoning out. He could feel his dick get harder
with every thrust. He had been sitting on the bed scared before Angel
entered the room. He couldn't dare to scream when he entered, though that
was what he wanted to do, scream and run from there. But somehow, he felt
mentally and physically spent to try and attempt it. As Angel removed his
clothes, he felt disgusted by the dick, but his body responded with an
erection just by looking at it.

 Now, as Angel was thrusting him, Jake felt himself zoning out, he was
zoning out to the moment when Rob started dressing him up for Angel, he
then zoned out further to the last clips he saw. It was full of ladyboys
submitting to their masters, being treated like pets, like slaves, drooling
at the view of a cock, he remembered what the text on the last video
said. "

A SISSY SLUT IS BORN TO OBEY!  A SISSY SLUT DOESN'T HAVE A MIND OF HER OWN!
A SLUT DOES WHAT HER MASTER WANTS!  YOU ARE A SISSY SLUT!

 And soon enough he could hear the words in his mind. Repeating. Getting
louder with every repetition. He wasn't even sure anymore whether it was
the voice from the video or his own voice. With each repetition it became
harder and harder for him to follow a thought.

Was he feeling his dick get harder?
 A SISSY SLUT IS BORN TO OBEY!

Was it hurting to be fucked like this?  A SISSY SLUT DOESN'T HAVE A MIND OF
HER OWN!

Could he still make a run for it?  A SLUT DOES WHAT HER MASTER WANTS!

Can he... YOU ARE A SISSY SLUT!  YOU ARE A COCK-HUNGRY SLUT!!  YOUR ONLY
PURPOSE IS TO SERVE COCK!  YOU ARE AN ASS WHORE! YOU LOVE TO BE FUCKED!


These words started taking up so much space in his mind that he started
losing all his own conscious thoughts. He felt all his embarrassment, his
resistance, his hope seep through his body and go and hide in some dark
recesses of his mind. Untouchable. Unreachable.

As his mind lost all his thoughts, he felt himself being pulled back to the
present, to this man humping him above him; and in this present, as the
voices in his head began to subside into his subconscious mind he could
hear another voice other than the grunting of the man above. "Ah! Ah! Yes!
Ugh! Hmmmmph!" It took him some time to realize that it was his own voice
moaning with pleasure as his dick was pulsating, shooting ropes of cum on
his own belly. He felt Angel finish inside him, stream after stream hitting
his insides. Exhausted, Angel pulled out of him and leaned in to kiss him
one last time. She responded. A Slut Does what her master wants.

Rob was waiting outside the room like a trained slave waiting for his
master's approval. Angel walked out with a smile on his face. He looked at
Rob and proudly said to him," You did great son!" All his life he had
waited for this approval, his longing for this approval had made him
despise his father and finally he got it. He tried to act all nonchalant
about it but was gleaming with happiness internally.

The door creaked open and in came Angel with four other men. Two of them
were caring a lamp in their hands. They plugged in the lamp and turned it
on. It took Jen's eyes a few seconds to adjust to the light around her. "We
are going to have a show for you tonight!" Announced Angel merrily. Jen
looked at him and dejectedly asked," Where is my son, you said you'll bring
him with you today." Angel faked being hurt," It looks like we've got a
tough audience today."  Jen stared back at him angrily, she didn't want to
play any games with Angel, she just wanted to see her son.

"Ok fine, don't get so upset about it. Let me just call her. Rob bring her
in!" Jen was confused at the pronoun being used to refer to her son. She
looked towards the door and in walked three men with a young girl. Jen let
out a loud sigh as she recognized the girl standing in front of her. It was
Jake. He was dressed in fishnet stockings with a black tank top which
seemed to hide breasts behind them. He was wearing makeup and a wig. Other
than that, he was naked and hairless from below his eyebrows. Jen could
feel tears forming in her eyes," Jake! What is this? What have you done to
my son? What's going on here? Jake are you alright?" Jake stood there
unflinching, unresponsive, quiet.

"Shh! There's no Jake anymore. Meet your daughter, call her whatever you
like, for us she's our slut!", said Angel very matter of fact-ly. "Slut
show momma what a good girl you are! Get down on all fours." Jen saw Jake
get down into a kneeling position. She looked at Jake, sobbing," No Jake
no!" She growled angrily at Angel, "What have you done you son of a bitch?"
Angel responded to Jen in a pitiful tone," Tch! Tch! Tch! Very poor choice
of words dear Jen." Angel spitted on his shoes before continuing," I'm not
a son of a bitch, your son is a bitch! Lick slut." Demanded Angel and she
saw her son move forward and begin licking the spit off Angel's shoes.

Jen broke down. She couldn't believe what they had done to her son. She
began begging, "Please don't! Please let him go! Please!" Angel had a smirk
on his face looking at Jen beg. "Stop slut!" Angel said. Jen's cries turned
into loud sobs as she saw her son stop. But he was still looking down. She
looked up at Angel again, begging with her eyes to let her son go. Angel
looked at Jen, his eyes filled with rage, as if in that very moment he was
reminded of all the embarrassment that he had to go through because of her
husband. "Rob." He said.  Just one word and she saw the man standing behind
Jake unzip his pants and get down on the floor.

Jen's eyes widened with horror, "No!" she cried. Then she saw Jake's body
being pushed forward. "Mmph" moaned Jake. And then she saw his body move
back and forth at Rob's pace. "No please let him go please! Take me
instead!" She began getting herself up, trying to present her to Angel,
trying to pull back her shirt using her chin. Angel got down to her level
put her chin in his hand and calmly said," It's too late for that now
bitch. I had told you that you'll beg me to fuck you and that you'll be at
my mercy then." Jen looked him in the eye, crying, begging," Please." Angel
said with a hollowness in his voice," Stop crying whore. Learn from your
girl over there. She's putting up such a good show for her mother. Slut,
tell momma what a good girl you are"

With this Jen saw Jake lift his face and with each thrust from Rob he said
out loudly," I'm Mumma's good girl! I'm Mumma's good girl" Jen kept
sobbing," No! Please!"

"I'm Mumma's good girl".

For the first time now, Jen looked into Jake's eyes.

"I'm Mumma's good girl."

She could see the emptiness in Jake's eyes, as if there was no soul inside
that body.

"I'm Mumma's good girl!"

 She could see that innocence had left her son's body and she was now
crying profusely as she was forced to look at her son being defiled.

 "I'm Mumma's good girl"

Jen was staring at Jake trying to find her son inside this soulless
body. BANG! A loud noise brought her out of her stupor. She looked down to
see blood splattered all over her chest. She looked up in horror to see
Angel fall down on the ground. Rob got his dick out of Jake and got shot
before he could turn around. Within, moments a heavily armed team swarmed
in and then there was a sound of four more shots being fired and four more
bodies hitting the ground. All this, within seconds. As the resonance from
the bullet's noise died down there was an eerie silence in the room.

"I'm Mumma's good girl!"

Jen looked down at Jake, he was still moving back and forth.

"I'm Mumma's good girl!"

It had been three months since the incident. Jen and Jake had been moved to
another town; they were living under different names now. It turned out
that Rob couldn't contain his happiness and ended up calling his girlfriend
telling her about his father's approval. The cops had been listening in on
Amelia's calls, looking for clues to Angel's location.

Jake opened the door to his house and walked towards his room
hurriedly. Jen saw him walk inside. He had been going to therapy after the
ordeal. He seemed to be doing better. She knew he didn't run in hurriedly
because of the ordeal, she knew this walk too well. He had been bullied
throughout middle school, it was his third time this week that he had
returned home from his new school, bullied. His therapist advised Jen to
let him cool down a bit after getting bullied and then to approach him to
comfort him.

Jake walked into his room and lied down on his bed. His mother was right,
he had been bullied again. It was his third time this week. He closed his
eyes remembering the incident at school. He was in the cafeteria. He had
run into Lucas, the school bully and had spilled his drink all over
himself. "Looks like the new kid has peed himself."  Lucas had joked. It
was such an immature thing to say, but everyone in the cafeteria looked at
Jake and started laughing. Jake stood there, feeling humiliated; but his
humiliation wasn't because of people laughing around him. He was humiliated
because he could feel precum leak into his underwear as everyone humiliated
him. Third time in a row this week he had felt aroused on being publicly
humiliated.

Jake opened his eyes recollecting the events of the day and he looked down
to find that his dick was rock hard just thinking about the humiliation. He
sighed and moved his hand downwards to relieve himself while lying on his
bed. His hand went past his cock straight down to his butthole.

He started fingering himself thinking about what happened in the
cafeteria. He could hear everyone's laughter again, and slowly the laughter
overlapped with another voice in his head,

"I'm Mumma's good girl!"