The Ninmfonian Takeover
published on MCStories August 10, 2013
West felt his manhood slip into a warm wet place, and moaned in ecstasy. His instincts began to kick in, rocking his hips as that slick tight grip began to work unimaginable pleasure onto his cock.
“It’s so much more than that, Michael.” Nayora was gazing at him with warmth and affection, and he felt himself beginning to relax in spite of himself, staring deeply into her soft blue eyes… her intense silver eyes… her warm green eyes… “We control the body, the mind, the soul, the will… why settle for just one.”
Those gorgeous eyes… those beautiful hypnotic eyes. West felt himself slipping away as he stared deeper and deeper. “We’ll never give in… we’ll resist you to the last…”
“Come now, Captain.” Nayora slid firmly down on his cock, causing West to gasp involuntarily. She gently withdrew herself, leaving him aching, desperately needing to feel her around him again… then her enveloping presence returned, gripping him all around and letting him feel soft tingles all around his groin. “You’ve wanted to give in since you met me. You’ve needed this for a long time.”
“I won’t…” West’s body continued to betray him, feeling more alive than he had in years, more aroused than he had ever felt in his life.
“We are irresistible. Just accept this.” Her smooth motion in riding his cock matched the cadence of her words and the phase-shift of her eyes, all drawing him into her reality. “Just relax and let this happen. Submit to us. Give in to us. Surrender your body. Surrender your mind. Surrender your will.”
Nayora drew him into a passionate kiss that seemed to suck out the last of his resistance. His hands were kneading those full, pert breasts. Her powerful femininity was all he could smell, all he could feel, all he could taste. The mesmerizing motions upon his manhood strengthened and accelerated. “I could have taken you at any time. But I wanted to draw this out. Let you bring out all of your resistance now, so it won’t bother us later. I want you bonded to me completely. Irrevocably. Mindlessly.”
All of West’s other thoughts had been erased by the pleasure that had reached a crescendo that was impossible to ignore. He gasped and moaned as he neared the edge of his arousal.
Nayora squeezed him close and whispered in his ear in between nibbling on its lobe. “That’s it… give in completely.” West could feel the pressure build up in his cock, ready to pulse. “Cum out all of your resistance. All of your will.” West gave one last powerful thrust and felt the first long twitch begin. His eyes opened wide, as the rainbow glow of Nayora’s beautiful eyes finally captured his mind completely. “Cum for me… and be mine forever.” Nayora whispered. Her cunt clenched firmly onto his cock, her lips met his, her eyes continued their entrancing rainbow, and West felt his climax overtake him, his body bucking from the force of his intense orgasm.
The all-consuming bliss and the afterglow West felt seemed to last for hours, extended by the powerful control Nayora’s eyes exerted on him, and his mind’s complete openness to her suggestions. He could no longer think of why he had ever felt the need to resist. To hold anything back from this woman. To put anything before her. She was everything to him. She was perfect. The only way to keep her was to give himself to her. Forever.
Gerri teetered on her heels gasping from one set of lips and gushing freely from the other. The intake facility was full of booths like this one. Behind her, she could hear the sounds of other girls moaning, begging…succumbing. None of it distracted her. Nothing could. The whirling colors and endlessly twisting spiral owned her mind…or whatever was left of it. They would indoctrinate her, re-educate her, they would make her obey… they would make her like it.
Sex pet? Latex doll? Enforcement drone? Gerri had seen a number of those in the facility before they began processing her [shudder]. She mewled weakly, lust trickling down her thighs, and braced herself on the walls of the conditioning booth. Whatever role they chose for her, whatever service she fulfilled, she knew she would love it. Her throbbing pussy would make sure of that.
As the new girl in the booth next door began pleading for the lights to stop, Gerri drew a hand between her legs and broke herself on her circling fingers…