Steamy Affairs(Erotica)

I also had a stun gun, five remote control vibrating eggs, Velcro straps to hold them in certain places, and a polygraph machine. The speakers went to a control center outside of the isolation cells and the training room, which would allow me to use psychological warfare techniques of sound pollution and subliminal messaging musical tracks. And straightforward training tracks and Relfye hypnosis tracks. The video was set to show on the wall full sized and could show actual time or recorded video. I had both subliminal message videos with training built in, and the ability to record and broadcast from the training room. The place was as ready as I could get it, and I had made sure that everything was secure so that there would be no slip-ups with the more dangerous toys like the stun guns and other toys locked in the toy chest. I was really looking forward to testing my theory and breaking my stepsister and stepmother. Even better was the fact that I was going to make my stepmother watch every step of me breaking her daughter and seeing her precious virgin begging me to fuck her and put my baby in her, all the while knowing I planned the same thing for her.

I exited the elevator into my garage, grabbed the last gifts for my loving female stepfamily. Mother’s favorite sealed Starbuck’s iced coffee drink with precisely a 0. 5cc dose of the super slut juice in it. Exactly enough to make her slightly horny, by the time we reached the plane. She’d be wondering what turned her on since I was the only male in the vehicle.

There was a slightly higher dose in my sister’s favorite pomegranate juice, so she’d be full on horny. Not that she’d understand what was happening to her, but it was all part of the plan. Not that either would actually reach the plane. Well, they would, but thanks to some careful crafting the crosses on their pearl chokers each contained the perfect dose of Devil’s Breath inside that would be dispersed into their faces with the press of a button on the programmable remote I had for my car. Voodoo practitioners in Haiti used this wonder herbal drug to introduce a zombie like existence to people. Clouding their memory of the experience and leaving them completely open to suggestion. I’d trigger it about five minutes from the airfield and give both women explicit instructions they’d follow and never remember afterwards.

I put the drinks in the back of my luxury SUV and set out to pick up my family and deliver them to their life-changing retreat. Soon, just as predicted, my stepmom and sister were sitting in the back seat listening to the music, I was playing for them. Neither of them ever realizing the subliminal track was playing already. They both were readily consuming their drink of choice, and I was just quietly driving them to their destination. Both had their pearls on and about six minutes out I triggered the microburst of air that blew the Devil’s Breath into each of their faces. They both gasped out of surprise and I watched as their eyes went empty and their bodies slack. At which time I began giving them their instructions. “Ruth and Rachelle when we get inside the hanger get out of the car and go straight into the plane. Request a bottle of water each. Open it and drink the whole thing while sitting in the seats on the plane. Once the plane leaves the hanger it will stop, and the door will open again. When that happens, exit the plane and reenter this vehicle, put on your seat belts and await further instructions.”

I finished that set of instructions and sure enough they followed them exactly, entering the plane and sitting getting their water. This would establish that they had entered the plane before it took off if questions arose about where they were. I drove off, making sure that the camera’s in the hanger picked up every move. Then the plane exited the hanger and started for the runway. Once in a camera blind spot it stopped, and a second SUV pulled up two body doubles that looked a lot like my stepmother and sister entered the plane as my family left. They would fly to where the retreat center was and check in as my family before leaving again using their own Id fly to the tropical vacation, I’d offered them as payment for their help in the plan. Now my stepmother and sister, still under the effect of the devil’s breath, were in my complete control. I drove straight home, directing them to the elevator and into the training center. I had my stepmother take her daughter into the first isolation room with the camera’s recording and had her strip her naked, shave her completely bald below the neck. Then she applied the lubricant to both Rachelle’s nipples, clit and anal star and strap a vibrating egg to each nipple with the Velcro strap and one to her clit and against her ass. With a specially made pair of sheer panties. Finally, she strapped her daughter into the wrist and ankle restraints.

Next I had her follow me to the second Isolation room where I did the same things to her with a few exceptions. My stepsister was a virgin, and I wanted the first thing to enter any of her holes to be my cock but not so with my stepmother so she got a bullet vibrator in her pussy and shoved up inside her ass to stimulate her from within too. With Ruth, I added the straps for the polygraph machine I’d acquired. Her breaking would differ from her daughters. I stood looking at my father’s trophy wife, the bitch who’d cuckold him without his even realizing it, and I smirked knowing what she had coming. I couldn’t wait to see the look on her face as she realized what was in store for her and her precious virginal daughter. I wondered which knowledge would torment her more that she would submit to me or that her daughter would? I couldn’t wait to find out. I walked over to the medicine chest and opened it. There I withdrew two syringes; one was a double dose of the aphrodisiac I’d created. I wanted my stepmother very horny throughout her entire ordeal. The other was the antidote to the Devil’s Breath, it would wake her in about a minute after being administered. First, I administered the aphrodisiac and watched as, still under the influence of the Devil’s Breath, her nipples grew rock hard and her nasty, slutty cunt became slick with her own arousal. Then I left long enough to go to my control room and cue up the video I’d recorded of her leading her daughter into the isolation room, stripping and preparing her for what was to come. Then I turned on soft, soothing music in my stepsister’s room that had a hidden subliminal track that played repeatedly. The subliminal message was simple. “Zach is your Lord and Master. You love and obey your Lord and Master. Good girls enter their Lord and Master’s joy. Bad girls disobey their Lord and Master and are punished. You want to please you Lord and Master above all else.” It would play repeatedly until I stopped it. I grabbed the special half hood and mask I’d had made of white silk. I didn’t want my sister to recognize me until she had accepted me as her master. But Ruth oh, I would not hide anything from my stepmother. I walked back into her room and shut the soundproof door behind me. Now she could rant and rave and scream all she wanted, it wouldn’t be heard outside of the room. I walked over to her and inserted the antidote into the side of her neck and stepped back as it took effect. She came aware of her surroundings and struggled. “Hey what the hell is going on here?”

I was standing behind her, and I spoke. “Calm down and everything will be explained.”

She twisted, trying to see who spoke. “What is going on? Why am I naked? Why am I strapped to this bed? Where is my daughter? Where’s Rachelle? Answer me damn it.”

“Calm down and everything will be explained. Good girls do as they are told and are rewarded, bad girls don’t do as they are told and are punished. Are you going to be a good girl, Ruth?”

“Let me go right now or I’m going to be the end of your freedom, asshole.”

I picked up the stun gun and walked up close to her “Bad Girl, Ruth. Bad girls get punished.” I pressed the contacts to the side of her tit-flesh and triggered it of one brief second, not the five to six it recommends. She screamed in pain. “You will be quite and listen as I explain things to you. You are here because you’ve been a very bad girl. I’m here to train you to be a good wife, mother and girl. From this day on I am your Lord and Master and you will obey my every command.”

“Fuck you. You aren’t anything. I’ll never obey you.”Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

“Bad girl Ruth, bad girls get punished.” I touched the gun to her arm this time and held it for two seconds. She bucked and screamed as the electricity arced through her. I waited until she quit screaming and cursing, and I made the same statement I’d made earlier. “Good girls do as they are told and are rewarded, bad girls don’t do as they are told and punished. Are you going to be a good girl or a bad girl, Ruth?”

I watched her set her jaw and decided she would not answer. “Bad girl Ruth. Good girls answer the questions when they are asked.”

“I’ll be a good girl” She quickly answered.

“It’s too late Ruth you didn’t answer timely, and you didn’t answer correctly you will be punished, bad girl.” Again, I hit her with the taser this was really turning me on and my cock was rock hard in my scrubs. When she’d stopped screaming, she started crying “What do you want from me? Why are you doing this?” Now was the time, and I walked around where she could see me. “Why am I doing this? Because you tried to destroy my family, Ruth. Now you belong to me and I am going to destroy what you love, your control and your precious virginal daughter, because like you; she now belongs to me.”

“Zachery, you twisted shit! I knew you were evil.”

I held up my hand, holding the taser where she could see it. “Are you going to be a bad girl again Ruth or should I just call you cunt? Yes, I think from now on your name is Cunt and you will only answer to that name.”