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Madelyn felt her mind slipping sideways. Her perception of everything seemed to distort for a moment. She had an awareness of a brief headache, then the pain was gone, and a wave of subtle background pleasure filled her.
Her pussy was wet. Why was her pussy wet?
Logan was shaking the gun and putting it back in his pocket.
“Now, it only lasts for a couple of hours, and it uses a rare earth alloy that’s prohibitively expensive, so unfortunately I can’t just go around blasting every slut with this thing,” he said. “At least, not yet. So you can consider it an honour that I’ve used a charge on you, sweetie.”
“What did you do to me?” said Madelyn, feeling at the place on her forehead where he had discharged the gun.
“Exactly what I said I’d do, sweetie,” said Logan. “Look at me.”
She found herself looking at him without even thinking.
“Take off your top,” he said.
Her hands went straight to the ties on her halter top and she began to undo them.
With some effort, she made herself stop.
“No,” she said. “What are you…”
‘Yes,” said Logan insistently. “Be a good girl and bare your tits. It feels good to obey me, doesn’t it?”
It did. Her hands went back to the ties. She was trembling. She knew that what she was doing was wrong. It was slutty. It was going to humiliate her. But Logan had told her to do it and suddenly it felt so difficult to say no to him.
The knots came loose, and the halter top fell away from her chest. She wore no bra, and suddenly her small tits were exposed to the entire table.
The men and girls at the table laughed and pointed. Kaitlyn, still masturbating, looked at Madelyn’s tits hungrily.
Madelyn blushed bright red.
“Jack, get a video of this,” said Logan.
One of the men at the end of the booth got out a mobile phone and pointed it at Madelyn.
“No…” protested Madelyn, raising her hands to cover her breasts.
Logan put a hand on her arms and pushed them down.
“Yes,” he said. “Let them look.”
He turned to Avery.
“Hey, sex-kitten,” he said. “Do you like your sister’s tits?”
Avery nodded her head eagerly. “She’s really pretty,” she said.
Logan shook his head. “Not like that, sex-kitten,” he said. “Sluts don’t need compliments. You can comment on her attractiveness without complimenting her. I’d say she looks like she’d be fun to rape. Do you think your sister would be fun to rape, sex-kitten?”
“I guess so,” said Avery.
“You try,” said Logan. “Say that your sister is sexy without complimenting her.”
“She… uh…” Avery struggled to think. “She looks like a woman in a porn video, except with smaller tits.”
“Very good!” said Logan. He ruffled Avery’s hair, then reached down and squeezed her tit. Avery giggled.
“Right now,” said Logan, “your sister is completely humiliated, but she’s getting very aroused, because I’m turned up her female instincts, and it’s her instinct to respond to sexual interest by preparing her body to be fucked.”
It was true, Madelyn’s cunt was throbbing, and she was so horny it was difficult to think straight. What had Logan done to her?
“This is the wonder of science, sex-kitten,” Logan said. “My father invests a lot of money into creating devices like this, and I lead a team of scientists and engineers to make his ideas become reality. Watch this.”
He reached out and pressed two fingers against Madelyn’s lips. Without thinking, Madelyn opened her mouth to let them in, and once she felt Logan’s fingertips pressing against the base of her tongue, she closed her lips over them and began to suck on them and lick them.
“See?” said Logan. “The natural instinct of a woman’s mouth is to admit anything a man chooses to put in it, and worship what she is given.”
Madelyn blushed, but kept sucking.
Logan looked at Madelyn.
“Women are disgusting sluts, aren’t they, sweetie?” he said.
Without thinking, Madelyn nodded her head. Logan laughed, and pulled his fingers out of her mouth.
“Your sister is very scared and humiliated by what’s happening to her, sex-kitten,” said Logan to Avery. “Why don’t you climb over my lap and give her a kiss?”
Avery bit her lip, blushing.
“I saw you kissing at the door of the club, sex-kitten,” said Logan. “You were very well-behaved sluts. Just do it again for me now, why don’t you? Your sister won’t mind.”
Avery hesitantly got up and leaned over Logan. She reached out and stroked Madelyn’s cheek, and then leaned in and kissed her again.
Madelyn had been shocked and embarrassed last time this happened. But last time her cunt wasn’t wet. This time she was so horny she could barely think straight, and her instincts were cranked up, and when she felt her sister’s lips on her own, she kissed back eagerly and sexily. She met her sister’s tongue with her own, and made a slutty moan as she shared saliva with her younger sibling.
Avery’s hand drifted down and lightly cupped Madelyn’s bare breast, and Madelyn let it happen.
“Is she wet, like I said?” asked Logan.
Avery looked at Logan uncertainly.
“Push her panties to one side and check her cunt,” said Logan.
Avery reached beneath Madelyn’s skirt, and gently pulled Madelyn’s panties to one side of her pussy mound. Madelyn made a humiliated, helpless squeak.
Avery ran a finger along her sister’s slit.
“She’s *so* wet,” she reported.
“Good girl,” said Logan. “Do you want to see how disgusting and pathetic women really are, sex-kitten?”
Avery clearly wasn’t certain. This was all going further than she had ever expected, and it was clear that Madelyn was in no state to protect Avery or talk her out of doing something stupid.
“Yes?” she said, nervously.
Logan finished his glass of whisky, and passed the empty glass to Avery.
“Hold this against your sister’s cunt,” he said.
“What do you mean?” said Logan.
“Just do it, sex-kitten,” he said.
Avery – still sprawled over Logan’s lap – lowered the glass under the table and pressed it against Madelyn’s pussy.
Madelyn knew she should be doing something. She should stop this. Logan was exploiting her innocent sister. He was humiliating Madelyn. But Logan’s arm was around her shoulders, and a great passivity had fallen over her, that told her it was easier to just sit here and bare her tits and wait for her next command.
Logan looked at Madelyn and smiled.
“Piss,” he said.
Madelyn’s eyes widened in horror. His command bypassed her brain entirely, and went straight to her bladder – and she began to piss, right there in the middle of the club, surrounded by people. Hot urine spurted from her urethra and splashed into the glass that Avery was holding.
Worse still, it felt right – for someone else to tell her when to piss. To obey. To lose control of her bladder in public because a man wanted her to.
Avery almost jerked her hand away when she felt the hot urine first gush into the glass – which would have been messy – but luckily she held still.
Jack was still filming Madelyn, although thankfully his phone couldn’t see what was happening under the table.
“What are you doing right now, cuntface?” asked Logan, abandoning his earlier promise to call Madelyn “sweetie”.
“I’m pissing into a glass my sister is holding,” said Madelyn honestly, blushing.
“The glass is almost full, Logan,” said Avery, in a warning tone.
Logan nodded.
“Stop,” he commanded.
It took Madelyn a half-second to comply, but she did.
“Good girl,” said Logan. “Avery, would you put that glass on the table in front of Kaitlyn?”
Avery lifted up the glass. Everyone could see it was full of yellow piss. She put it on the table in front of blonde-haired big-titted Kaitlyn, who was still masturbating.
“Now watch this,” said Logan.
He snapped his fingers at Kaitlyn. “Drink,” he said.
Kaitlyn was crying, but she picked up the glass, raised it to her lips, and drank it, in one long draught.
Madelyn watched her friend drink her piss and felt part of her soul shrivel up with disgust and humiliation.
Everyone was laughing at Kaitlyn, and at Madelyn.
“God, they’re such disgusting sluts,” said Jack.
“You know, I think I need to piss too,” said Logan. “Cuntface, be a doll and take my cock out of my pants, would you?”
By the time Madelyn’s mouth was open to tell Logan that she would do no such thing, her hands had already obeyed, unzipping Logan’s fly beneath the table, reaching into his underwear and extracting his dick. It was warm and semi-hard in her hand.
“Jack, take the glass back off the bimbo and pass it to cuntface here, would you?” said Logan.
Jack grabbed the now-empty glass that Kaitlyn had drunk the piss from, and put it front of Madelyn.
“In a couple of hours, the gun will have worn off, and you won’t understand why you did any of this,” said Logan. “But right now, you just want to obey, don’t you?”
She found herself nodding.
“Good girl,” said Logan. “Now hold my dick in one hand and the glass in the other.”
Madelyn did as she was told. She placed the glass under the table, between Logan’s legs, with the tip of his cock resting on the rim.
A moment later she felt his cock twitch as he started to piss.
Everyone was still laughing – at the bright red blush on Madelyn’s face, not at what Logan was doing. She felt the glass fill with Logan’s urine, and when it was nearly full, he stopped pissing.
“Tuck me away, and show everyone the glass, cuntface,” said Logan.
Madelyn used one hand to tuck Logan’s dick back into his underwear. It was too difficult to do up his fly with only one hand, so she left it. With the other hand, she raised the glass of piss into view.
She knew what Logan was going to say next. And Logan knew it too.
He looked at her and grinned.
“Drink,” he said.
Part of Madelyn knew she could disobey. She wasn’t mind-controlled to *have* to obey him. He wasn’t forcing either her thoughts or her actions. It just felt good to obey – in fact, it felt *right* to obey. Because he was a man, and she was a woman. Her body wanted to do it, in exactly the same way it would want to buck against a cock if she were being fucked, or swallow if she had tasty food in her mouth.
And that urge was just overwhelming. So she did as she was told. She lifted the glass to her lips, and drank Logan’s piss.
It was hot, and a little sticky, and salty, and she was surprised that at first it was easy to do. It tasted almost good. She had half the glass down before she had any trouble.
But then suddenly it wasn’t good. Whether it was too much, or whether the taste changed, or whether her body had suddenly realised that she was actually drinking piss, she felt a sudden urge to gag and pull the glass away from her mouth.
“No,” said Logan, immediately, as if sensing her intention. “Drink.”
And so she did. She choked down the rest of the glass, and then smiled, to show she was done.
“Good girl,” said Logan. “What a good bare-titted piss-drinking whore you are.”
He grinned. “I think you need to use the toilet now, cuntface.”
She was confused. She had just pissed. But her instincts were telling her that Logan was right. He must be, because he was a man.
Logan made a flicking motion. “Get up,” he said. “Go to the toilet.” He paused, and then added, “Oh, but cuntface – use the *men’s* toilet, okay?”
Madelyn found herself getting up and leaving the table, making her way through the bar – with her tits still exposed – towards the toilets.
After she left, Logan smiled – and then he, and the other men at the table, also rose.
“Hey sex-kitten,” he said to Avery, “stay here with the other dolls while we have some fun. Maybe make out with Kaitlyn. You can do anything to her – she won’t say no. Have you ever wanted to hurt another girl’s tits? She’ll let you.”
Avery looked scared.
“What are you going to do?” she said.
“Don’t worry your head about it, sex-kitten,” said Logan. “Just going to scratch an itch for your slut sister. Nothing she doesn’t want – or at least, nothing she doesn’t need.”
And with that, Logan chuckled, and headed after Madelyn towards the men’s toilets.
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