The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

I’m not a greedy man. There are some men, who once they had their hands on the drug like I have, would blow it in an instant. They’d entrap a bevy a beautiful women and then once the drug was gone, they’d see just one more that they just had to have, but oops, no drug. I had Anitha and Pratibha, and for now, that was good enough.

I like Indian girls. I like their little, brown bodies and their deep, dark eyes. I like their small, firm tits, but most of all, I like having them under my control. There were many families from India in the neighborhood where I lived and Anitha and Pratibha were just two of the girls who lived in the neighborhood where I lived.

Anitha and Pratibha were both seniors in high school and before they’d met me, they’d both been virgins. I’d used my drug to bend them to my will and I had their cell phone numbers. Just about every day, I’d take one or the other of them and sometimes both of them. Under the influence of the drug, my every whim had to be obeyed. They didn’t have to like it, but they did have to obey and whenever I called, they simply had to come running. They simply had no choice.

I’d programmed them so that when they weren’t with me or weren’t talking with me on the phone, they forgot all about me. It was a safety feature. If they didn’t remember me, they simply couldn’t reveal what they knew about me even by accident and it also meant they had no choice but to act normally when they were on their own. Just for the fun of it though, I would call them late in the evening or when they were out on dates because I knew that no matter when I called, they’d have to come, even if it meant sneaking out past their parents or breaking a date off early. I kind of thought that was cool.

Still, saving up for a rainy day only works out if you’re willing to do a little spending the next time a rainy day comes along. In other words, I had the drug and I was saving it up but if the right girl came along, I wasn’t afraid to use it.

My next opportunity came unexpectedly one day when I was at the park. There was a street fair going on and there were vendors with booths and I just happened to spy this little Indian girl that I just had to have.

I whipped out my cell phone and I called Anitha. “Where are you,” I asked when she picked up the phone.

She recognized my voice almost from the moment I started to speak and once she recognized who I was, she knew she was compelled to obey. “I’m at home,” she told me.

“Okay,” I told her and I hung up. Her house wasn’t that close to the park. I decided to see if Pratibha was a little closer. I dialed her number. “Where are you,” I asked when she answered her phone.

“I’m at the park,” she said. “They’re having a fair—”

I cut her off. “I’m at the park, too. Where exactly are you?”

She told me and I looked at the map of the fair. She wasn’t that far away. “Okay,” I told her, “I want you to meet me at the fountain in five minutes. You got that?”

“I got it,” she said.

I broke the connection. I kept my eyes on the girl I wanted. Both of us were moving in the same direction. So far, so good, I thought and then I scurried past her and headed towards the fountain.

Pratibha was already waiting for me there. I walked right up to her and then I turned around. The girl I had my eye on was just walking into view. “That girl,” I said, nodding almost imperceptibly at the girl, “I want to know who she is and I want to make sure she’s still a virgin. Think you can find that out for me?”

Pratibha looked where I was looking. “I already know who she is,” the girl said. “Her name is Padme.”

I couldn’t help but raise my eyebrow. “Just how do you know that,” I asked.

Pratibha shrugged. “Simple. She dated my brother last year for a while but he said she was too materialistic for his tastes. He said she was too high and mighty.”

“Is she a virgin?”

“As far as I know,” the girl replied. “She graduated last year and she went to college. I’m not sure which one so unless she’s met someone there, then I’d say yes, she’s still a virgin.”

This was just too good to be true and just thinking about the girl set all kinds of ideas whirling around in my head. Yeah, if I was able, I wanted to get my hands on Padme, but right then and there, my cock was stiff and hard and fortunately for me, there was a girl standing right next to me who give my cock just what it needed.

The problem was that in a park crowded with festival-goers, where could I find a place where I could fuck Pratibha’s pretty, little pussy.

But then I had an idea. “Come on,” I told the girl. “Follow me.”

I led the way to the restrooms and then I went into the Men’s room, fully expecting Pratibha to follow me. She did.

I pushed open the door to one of the stalls. I supposed I could have fucked her right out in the open but although I didn’t care if I embarrassed her, I didn’t want to be embarrassed myself and besides, I didn’t think it would be a good thing for kids to come in and see something like that. “Get in there,” I told her.

Pratibha did as she was told.

“Take off your clothes,” I told her.

Again, Pratibha did as she was told.

“Get up on that toilet,” I told her. “Put your feet on the seat and lean back against the wall and spread your knees for me.”

Again, the girl did as she was told. She didn’t want to. I knew that, but the drug and the programming I’d given her had given her no choice.

“Now finger your pussy and beg me to fuck you.”

The girl looked at me with her deep, dark eyes even as she slid her fingers between her legs. “Fuck me,” she pleaded.

I grinned. “Do it again,” I told her even as I opened my belt and let my jeans fall down around my ankles.

“Fuck me,” she pleaded. “Fuck me.”

I slipped my underwear down and I stroked my cock. “Do it again,” I told her.

The girl moaned. “Fuck me. Fuck me.”

I slipped my cock between the girl’s legs and then I pushed my cock up against her wet, little hole. I grabbed her hand and I pulled her fingers out of my way and then I shoved my cock deep inside her little, wet hole.

Pratibha moaned as I entered her tight, little pussy and then she just kept right on moaning as I kept on fucking her over and over again. She had a hard time keeping herself perched on the seat of the toilet but she really had no choice. I’d told her what she had to do and once she’d been told, she knew what she had to do.

The girl’s hands tried to steady herself against the walls of the stall and she moaned again. She didn’t want to succumb to my cock like she had so many times before, but in spite of herself, she knew she was going to cum.

Pratibha moaned again as her pussy succumbed to the inevitable and in the next instant, she was cumming hard, her pussy squeezing my cock even as I shot my load deep inside her cunt.

We stayed that way even as my cock continued to fill her cunt with my seed. The girl closed her eyes and then she opened them and she looked down at my cock and then she looked up at me, looking hurt even as my cock pumped even more of its cum into her cunt.

I finally pulled my cock from the girl’s cunt and I looked at the little Indian girl. “Sit down on the toilet,” I told her and again, Pratibha did as she was told.

Again, I stepped forward and then I pushed my cock up against her lips. “Suck it,” I told her.

Pratibha opened her mouth and she willingly sucked my cock inside.

There’d been a time when Pratibha had been shy and tentative when sucking a cock. She’d never sucked a cock before she met me, of course, and so that was understandable, but the girl had taken an almost immediate knack to taking a cock, my cock, inside her mouth.

To be honest, her first few times, she’d been kind of tentative, and to a certain extent, I blame myself for that. After all, since she’d never sucked a cock before, it fell on me to tell her what to do, and of course, I’d never sucked one before either. But as she learned more and more what she could do, she became more adventuresome and she had become quite adept at getting cum from my cock.

I couldn’t help but moan as that little girl sucked on my cock. I’d just cum in her pussy but I already knew what was going to happen. That little girl was going to make me cum again.

About the only part of her cock sucking that still rested under my control was where the cum was going to land. The first time I’d had her suck my cock, I’d blown it all over the insides of her mouth but since then, she’d learned to wear my cum on her face and in her hair and on her tits.

She’d become a lot more adept at swallowing my cum, too. The first time, she’d ended up spitting up most of it. Now, she never did that.

I moaned as the girl continued to stroke her mouth over my cock. Fuck, that was good. Fuck, that girl was going to make me ... oh shit, she was going to make me cum.

“Keep it in your mouth this time,” I told her even as the cum surged up from deep inside my balls.

Pratibha nodded almost imperceptibly but it was just enough to let me know that she’d heard what I’d said. In the next instant, my cock was surging and then I was filling her mouth with my cum.

Her mouth tightened briefly around my cock as she swallowed the first burst of my load and then it eased up on my cock as it prepared itself for another load. Another burst and then another and another and even more of my cum filled her mouth and the girl swallowed it all.

As always, the flow from my cock finally began to ebb and then it died out altogether. The girl looked up at me with her deep dark eyes even as she licked the last of the dregs from her lips and then she smiled, and she said the same thing she always said to me whenever I let her suck my cock. “Thank you for letting me suck your cock.”

I told her to get dressed and then I told her to meet me outside the bathroom. I stepped outside to wait for her and I couldn’t help but wonder if she’d meet some guy inside there. I kind of hoped she would. It would be so embarrassing for her.

“How could you do that to me,” the girl asked when she finally came out of the bathroom.

“I can do anything I like to you,” I told her.

“I know but—”

I cut her off with the wave of my hand. “You’re going to get that girl, Padme, and you’re going to bring her to me,” I told her. “You got that?”

The girl nodded.

“Okay, then. Go!”

Pratibha scampered off to do what she was supposed to do.

I was kind of wondering how Pratibha would carry out her orders. When she was with me, she remembered who I was but when she wasn’t with me, she didn’t know who I was. So she had an order to get the girl and bring her to me, but once she was out of my presence, she would have no idea why she was doing what she was doing.

I needn’t have worried. Later that evening, I heard my doorbell ring and I found Pratibha standing on my doorstep and beside her was the girl Padme. I could see recognition and remembrance once again flood back into Pratibha’s face.

It was the other girl, Padme, who spoke first. “Hello,” she said as she extended her hand. “My name is Padme and my friend here says you are a movie producer who was interested in meeting me.”

It’s a good thing that I’m pretty quick on the uptake. I’d told Pratibha to bring Padme to me but I’d given her no guidance on how to do it. Obviously, Pratibha had been doing a little fibbing. That was just fine with me.

I took the girl’s hand in mine and I shook it. “That’s right,” I told her. “We’re casting a movie and I was interested in talking to you.”

I could see the girl visibly preen as I said that.

“But,” I continued, “before I pass your name on to my director, I need to ask you a few questions to make sure you have the right temperament for the part.”

“What do you want to know?”

“Won’t you come in,” I invited. “We can have a better conversation inside rather than standing here on the porch.”

“Thank you.”

The girl, Padme, stepped into my house and she sniffed a bit as she looked at her surroundings. I could almost read what was going on in her mind. This didn’t look like the kind of place where a hot-shot producer would live.

I ignored that even as I led the girl to my living room. “Can I get you some coffee,” I asked.

“Tea, please.”

“Of course. You there,” I said almost as if I were taking notice of Pratibha for the first time since she’d showed up on my stoop, “why don’t you come here and serve us tea and coffee,” and as Padme stayed in the living room, I took Pratibha to the kitchen so she could get things ready for us. I figured the girl, Padme, probably would like having the other one being drafted into waiting on the two of us.

I returned to the living room and made up small talk about anything I could think of relating to the movies. I was hoping that she wasn’t going to ask me about the movie that I was ostensibly trying to produce. What I was waiting for was the tea and coffee.

Pratibha returned soon enough with the drinks on a tray and she served both me and Padme just as I had instructed her to do. Padme had to notice that there wasn’t a drink on the tray for Pratibha and as stuck up as she was, she must have liked that.

Padme took a sip of tea even as she leaned back in her seat. “Now, about your movie, what did you want to know?”

It was the last question she asked because even as she asked it, Pratibha swung the hypodermic down and then she was pushing the needle into Padme’s arm and driving the plunger home.

I knew that the girl would most likely have screamed but since I was ready for it, I was ready to fill the void as soon as I saw that Pratibha had the needle out. I quickly covered the distance between me and Padme and then I was slapping my hand over her mouth.

The girl’s eyes widened and then she started to struggle. She tried to scream but she couldn’t so she struggled even harder.

Her body got weaker as the drug took even greater hold on her. Her movements became less coherent and her thrashings began to subside. “Go to sleep,” I told her. “Just go to sleep.”

The girl moaned as her head lolled over to the side and then she was fast asleep.

I laid Padme down on my sofa. I liked the looks of her but something, I thought, needed to be done about her feelings of superiority. Fortunately, I was just in the right position to do it.

I waved the smelling salts under Padme’s nose and the woman coughed and then gagged as the smelling salts brought her back to consciousness.

“Padme,” I said. “Can you hear me?”

“Yes.”

The drug which was now coursing through Padme’s veins was a new drug. Developed for work with psychotics, the drug created a condition where the mind was strongly susceptible to any suggestion that might be made to it. Operating at a level even below hypnosis, the drug literally could rewrite the thought processes of anyone it was administered to.

“Padme,” I said again, “from this point forward, you are obedient to me, to my voice, to my smallest whim. You must do as I say. You have no choice. You do not have to want to obey but you must obey. It is the most important thing. You must obey me. You must obey me always. No matter how low or degrading my commands might be, you must obey me. Is that understood?”

“Yes.”

You cannot and will not reveal anything that we do together. You will tell no one what goes on between us. You will tell no one about the things I make you do. Do you understood?”

“Yes.”

“You will have no memory of me unless we are together or unless we are talking over the phone, but when we are together or when we are talking together, you will have full memories of me and all that I have done to you and you will know that it is me who controls your life. Is this understood?”

“Yes.”

“One last thing, Padme. Would I be correct if I said that status was very important to you?”

“Yes.”

“Well, status will continue to be important to you and when you are with me, it will be even more important because you will want to impress me. But from now on, whenever you are with me, you will feel inferior not just to me but to everyone and the more you try to gain status, the lower and more inferior you will be. Is that understood?”

“Yes.”

I looked at the girl, trying to think if there was anything more I wanted to add. I decided there wasn’t. “All right, Padme,” I told her. “Go to sleep.”

Sleep was what she needed as the drug worked its way through her system. With the drug in her system, she was still susceptible to any request that anyone might make of her and even the most innocuous of statements might cancel some of the commands she’d already been given and that, obviously was not what I wanted, so sleep was what she required.

I took little Pratibha by the hand and I led her to the easy chair. By that time, the two of us had logged so many hours in that easy chair that I hardly had to tell her what to do.

I quickly stripped out of my own clothes and then I told Pratibha to get out of hers and once again, I admired the beauty of her taut, little body as she revealed it to me, bit by bit. Her hair was black and her eyes were dark. Her skin was brown and her tits were small. Her ass was firm and round and as always, her pussy was wet and waiting.

I sat down on the chair and I gently pulled Pratibha to me. That really was all the guidance she needed because in the next moment, she was climbing onto my lap and then she was reaching between her legs and she made a pretty, little moan as she pushed her cunt down on my cock.

I couldn’t help but reach around and grab the cheeks of that prime rump even as Pratibha pumped her pussy up and down on my cock. She had her hands wrapped behind her neck and she was moaning slowly every time the length of me fully entered her hot, little box.

It didn’t take long before that tight, little cunt was bringing me right to the verge again. My hands squeezed her ass and I couldn’t help but moan. Just a little bit more, I thought. That was all it would take. Just a little bit more.

Anitha and Protibha had both developed the instinct to cum when I did. Somehow, they both seemed to know when I was about to cum which maybe wasn’t all that hard to believe considering the number of times they’d had my cock in their pussies. I didn’t have to say or do anything and yet somehow, they knew, and they were always right.

Pratibha was beginning to moan more loudly as she bounced up and down on my cock. She’d done it again. She knew I was about to cum.

I grunted and in the next minute, I was sending my cum surging up into her cunt and even as I did, I felt the girl’s cunt squeeze around my cock and then she was moaning, too.

Well, after that, she wanted to get my cock hard again and with all the time we’d spent together, again, she knew just how to do that. Anitha loved to do it with her hand but Pratibha had been conditioned to like using her mouth so it wasn’t any surprise to me when she slipped to her knees and took her position between my legs and then she started licking and sucking on my cock.

It also wasn’t really any surprise to me that my cock started to respond to Pratibha’s mouth almost immediately. She was beoming almost proudly at the things she could do with her mouth.

She had to know she was getting me hard again. I mean, when you got a tight little mouth and you got a cock inside your mouth and when that cock suddenly starts to swell, well, I’m not a girl, but I kind of think that’s one of the first things you’d notice.

Pratibha pulled my cock from her mouth and when she looked up at me, she just kind of had this impish, little grin on her face and I just knew she was up to something.

Her hand continued to stroke my cock even as she rose to her feet and then she was turning herself around. She never took her hand off my cock even as she turned her body and suddenly, I found myself staring at her cute, little brown ass. I could see her legs spread even as they straddled mine and all the while, I could see her little hand as it continued to hold my cock.

I couldn’t help moaning as Pratibha shoved her cunt down on my cock and then I couldn’t help but moan even louder as I watched her butt bounce up and down. It was such a cute, little butt. Even if I’d got no other advantage from what she was doing, t was worth it just so I could watch her bounce her butt up and down.

Of course, bouncing her butt wasn’t all she was doing. Her pussy was taking my cock and I got to tell you, it just felt so fucking good. Her butt bounced and I moaned and when she leaned back and ground her back against my chest, and when she told me she wanted me to reach around and grab her tits, well, you just know I had to do that, too.

It just felt so good feeling her grind herself against my body. She was moaning and I was moaning, and it just felt so good, and what happened next had to be inevitable. I came in her pretty, little pussy yet again.

Something brought me back to consciousness. Whatever it was, it wasn’t very loud.

I’d fallen asleep again in my easy chair with Pratibha still perched atop of me. My cock had slipped from between her legs and I just knew that between the two of us, we’d spilled our cum all over the chair. Someone was going to have to clean that up but it wasn’t going to be me.

But Pratibha was still asleep and I was sure it wasn’t her that was making the noise. I picked the girl up and I put her back in the chair. The noise was coming from my couch.

It was Padme, of course. She was crying softly there on my couch.

“What are you crying about,” I demanded of her.

“Nothing,” she snapped bitterly but then she started speaking again. “How could you do that to me,” she sobbed. “How could you do that? You took away everything. I hate you. I hate you. Leave me alone.”

I just smiled because I really wasn’t all that perturbed by the girl’s outburst. My cock might not have been all that hard at the moment but I figured Padme could take care of that and as for the dried up juices of Pratibha’s and my lovemaking, well, I figured Padme could take care of that, too. “Here you go,” I told the petulant girl. “Suck on this.”

For a second, I thought maybe she wasn’t going to do it, but then Padme silently opened her mouth and she waited for me to stick my cock inside which of course, was exactly what I did.

For the first few strokes, she did very little at all, choosing instead to let me fuck her face, but then tentatively at first, and then with more and more gusto, she started sucking on my cock.

I groaned as she sucked on her cock. She might not have been as good as Pratibha was but then it was her first time and besides, she was doing a damn good job at cleaning my cock off. I liked that.

I bent over her a bit as she continued to suck my cock. In our haste to get Padme under my control, none of us had bothered to get the girl out of her clothes. I moaned again. Damn, that girl sure was getting the hang of sucking a cock.

The girl was wearing a top that looked both lightweight and expensive. I gave it a tug and then another and I managed to pull it out of her designer jeans and I counted myself lucky that I didn’t rip it when I was pulling o it like that but then I was pulling it higher and higher still.

The girl moaned against my cock as she felt my hand on her tits but then she went right on back to sucking my cock.

My hand squeezed her tits through her bra and then I squeezed them again. Soon though, my hand was moving and then I was sliding it around behind her. My hand worked at the catch and then suddenly, I had the garment opened.

Once again, my hand came back around to the front but now I had even better access to her tits. With the bra loosened, I could now push it away and I had plenty of opportunity to play with Padme’s young, round orbs.

She moaned almost from the instant I got my hands on her nipples and then she started to moan almost continuously. She seemed to moan even louder when I touched her nipples and she kept on moaning even louder every time I touched her there. She must have sensitive nipples, I thought. I was going to have to remember that.

Of course, by that time, she wasn’t the only one who was moaning. Padme’s sucking mouth had done a good job at cleaning off my cock and that thing that happens when you get a good, little cock sucker on your cock, that was about to happen.

I groaned again. “Suck it hard,” I told her. “Suck it hard and make me cum.”

The girl really had no choice. She sucked me hard and she almost made me cum right then and there. She sucked me hard again and I groaned loudly and when she sucked me one more time, I couldn’t help it. I shot a big gob of cum deep inside of her little cock sucking mouth.

She gagged on it. I’m not sure if she was expecting me to cum, but clearly, she wasn’t expecting that because she gagged.

That was fine with me because at least for this time, I hadn’t intended to empty my cock all within her mouth. In fact, even as I felt the second round coming, I pulled my cock free and I aimed it at Little Miss High and Mighty’s expensive, little top and at her tits.

Another volley of cum was cumming and then another and I was getting it all over her frontside, all over her little, round tits and her torso, all over her bra, and especially all over that top.

I squeezed off a few more last-minute rounds and then I pressed my cock against her top and I wiped it off on her shirt.

“How could you do that to me,” the girl whined.

“Get use to it,” I told her, “because you’re going to be doing it a whole lot more.”

It was only then that I saw Padme look past me. “You,” she almost screamed. “What are you doing watching me? You did this to me.”

I turned to look and I saw Pratibha sitting there in the easy chair and playing with her cunt. “Sorry,” she apologized. “I just couldn’t help but watch.”

“You have nothing to apologize for,” I told her and then I turned my attention back to Padme, “and you,” I told her, “you’d better get used to it, because Pratibha here, she’s better than you. In fact, why don’t you show her how subservient you really are. Why don’t you get your ass over there and lick her cunt.”

The old Padme would have balked at that on so many different levels but I had conditioned her to feel inferior not just to me but to everyone when she was in my presence. As much as she didn’t want to do it, she got up off the couch and she crawled over to the chair where Pratibha was and she started to lick on Pratibha’s pussy.

Pratibha moaned almost from the time the girl’s tongue touched her pussy and then her hand began to stroke her hair even as the other one squeezed one of her little, brown tits.

“Yeah, that’s it,” I told Padme. “Eat that pussy.”

Padme did just that, her tongue pushing even deeper between Pratibha’s legs and if the moans from Pratiha were any indication, she was doing one hell of a job.

I let the girls go at it for a little bit longer before I finally pulled Padme back. “I told you, Pratibha’s better than you. I told you to lick her pussy. But now I’m telling you to beg for it. I want you to beg Pratibha to have her let you eat her pussy.”

“Please,” Padme begged right on cue. “Please, Pratibha. Can I lick your pussy?”

“Come on,” I told her. “You’re inferior to her. You know that.” My instructions had told her as much. “You can beg better than that.”

“Please,” she begged with just a hint of desperation in her voice. “Please, Pratibha. Can I lick you pussy?”

I knew Pratibha would have said yes because I knew what she really wanted was to get her pussy licked but I jumped in before she could say it. “Come on, you worthless, little whore. You can do even better than that.”

Padme moaned in frustration. I suspected that she might not really want to lick Pratibha’s pussy but the drug gave her no choice in the matter, and besides that, I’d overlaid a sense of inferiority on top of the instructions she’d been given. Really, whether she wanted to or not, there was very little she could do but continue to beg for Pratibha’s cunt.

“Please,” the girl moaned. “Please, please, please. Please, Pratibha. Please let this worthless, little whore lick your pussy. I promise you I’ll do anything you tell me to.”

Pratibha looked at me and I nodded. That was good enough, and moments later, Padme was back between Pratibha’s legs.

I let them go at it for a little while longer before I was once again pulling Padme back. I wasn’t going to make her beg this time. I just wanted Pratibha to turn herself around. She knelt on the floor even as she bent herself over the chair and once again, she offered her pussy up to Padme’s anxious mouth.

I let them go at it again for a little while longer before I again told them to stop. From the way Pratibha was quivering, I knew she had to be close but that wasn’t why I made them stop. “Lick her ass hole,” was the next order for Padme.

The girl groaned but there was nothing she could do to stop herself from moving forward. Her tongue pushed forward and then she had her tongue pressed up against Pratibha’s anus.

I was hard again. “Move your tongue back and forth between her pussy and her ass,” I instructed even as I stroked my cock.

Pratibha moaned as she felt that tongue come back to her cunt. I knew she was getting even closer. It wouldn’t be long now. I knew that.

I stepped in behind Padme. I loved the way her butt twitched as she ate Pratibha out. I pressed my cock up against her tight, little pussy, and then I gave it a shove.

Padme made kind of a halfway yelp as she felt me shove my cock in her cunt and I hadn’t really gotten it to go all that far inside her. She was just too tight for one shove to get it all the way in.

I pulled my cock back and then I shoved it again. This time, I got a little more of my cock inside her. Still not the full length of it, mind you, but more.

After that, it was just a matter of keeping at it, keeping pushing my cock in Padme’s pussy. For her part, it seemed as if Padme couldn’t seem to keep her tongue off of Pratibha’s pussy and off of Pratibha’s ass.

Damn, that snotty little hotty was tight as hell and I loved bangin’ the hell out of her cunt and if the way she was moanin’ was any indication, I kind of think she liked it, too.

I could have cum in her cunt if I’d wanted to, but at the last minute, I pulled my cock out and as Padme finished off pretty, little Pratibha, I grabbed my cock and I just started fisting away on the thing and yeah, I blew my load all over her ass.

I kept fisting away on my cock as I spilled more and more of my cum on that little brown butt and as I did, I watched Padme lick the cum out of Pratibha’s cunt, and when it was done, I couldn’t help but notice the mess we’d made of my easy chair. There was the cum that Pratibha and I had left there earlier in the evening, and there was the cum that had rolled off Padme’s butt just moments ago. Someone, I figured, needed to clean that up. “Padme,” I ordered, “I want you to lick this chair clean.”

“Yes, sir,” the girl said even as she snapped off a salute to me and then she started in on her task.

Pratibha came up to me even as Padme was finishing up with her task. “I wanted to thank you,” she said.

“For what?”

“For doing this to Padme. I told you she dated my brother, right? Well, she messed him up pretty good, too.” She looked at Padme still licking away at the last of the cum. “To tell the truth, even if you didn’t control me like you do now, I would have gladly have given myself to you for doing this to her. I just wanted to say thank you.”