"Fuck yes" Christopher moaned as his girlfriend, Amy, sucked his cock. Christopher had just arrived from work and, to his surprise, Amy was waiting for him by the door.

When he had walked into their house, he was shocked. His girlfriend was wearing only an apron, her naked petite body on display. She simply asked "Are you hungry dear? Dinner is ready or do you want to wait a bit."

He was surprised because today was his turn to cook. So, Amy preparing dinner was a sweet surprise. He tried to play it cool. "We can wait." He smoothly put his hand on her side and leaned in for a kiss. "What do you have in mind till then?" he asked. Amy simply lowered herself to her knees, pulled out his hard cock, and started sucking. "Good Girl..." he moaned. Christopher felt his legs start to go weak from the pleasure.  He had to lean against the door to stay on his feet. Christopher breathed deeply as he felt his girlfriend's throat massage his cock. He noticed for the first time that Amy had some music playing for the occasion. It was so relaxing, he felt like he was losing track of time. "Oh fuck yes..." a moan escaped, making him aware of his body again. "I'm getting so close... I'm about to cum" Christopher announced so that his girlfriend could decide if she wanted to swallow or get a facial. Christopher desperately tried not to cum while waiting for his girlfriend to answer. 

Amy pulled off for a second. "Cum wherever you want Master." She said for the first time in her life.  "You could just fuck my head against the wall and cum down my throat." Amy tried to start sucking Christopher's cock again but he pulled back.

"What did you just say?" He said, feeling scared. Amy had never called him Master before. She never deepthroated him. They had tried it once and she didn't like it. And the music... Christopher panicked. "Amy, Take the off-ramp... Take the off-ramp... Amy, Take the off-ramp...." He repeated over and over. Amy clearly wasn't responding to his commands. He turned around and started opening the door to escape. But before he could, he heard a familiar voice from behind him.

"Master, Green Light," the feminine voice said.

Christopher felt his body relax. The panic from his brain disappeared. There were still tiny flashes of panic in his head, but it was so hard to focus on them anymore. He couldn't even remember that he had been panicking about a second ago. He just stood there with a dumb, relaxed smile on his face. It felt so nice, to just stand there, with no need to move. He didn't want to move. Why would he? The panic was gone. He realized that his cock was still out. He had never pulled his pants up. He was standing in front of his open door with his cock in full view. He didn't care.

"Close the door, Master," the voice said.

Christopher mindlessly complied. He didn't give it any thought. He just did it.

'Turn around and look at me, Master."

Christopher obeyed and saw his ex, Nicole. He looked at her and felt his cock get hard again. She was as hot as he remembered with her dark, chocolate colored skin. Her beautiful DD breasts were fully exposed. Her hair was in two pigtails. Her curly hair puffed out on each side of her head. "Hi Nicole... it been so long." 

"That is not my name, Master."

"It isn't?" Christopher said, confused.

"My name is Double Dee."

"Your name is Double Dee." Christopher repeated. A memory flashed in front of his eyes. He had picked that name for her, because of her breasts. He had thought it was a clever nickname for one of his slaves. The panic returned as he realized that Dee was hypnotizing him.

"Well said Master," Dee congratulated him.

"Thank you slave." Christopher felt a rush of pleasure going thru his body. The panic disappeared again. 

Dee looked at Amy, who was still kneeling on the floor. "Amy, undress Master and start kissing his chest. It will make him so happy." 

Amy looked ecstatic as she stood up and started unbuttoning Christopher's shirt.  "I hope you enjoy this Master."  Amy said.  Her Master put no resistance, moving as she needed him to until she had completely undressed him. 

"Dee..." Christopher finally spoke. "What is happening?"

Dee smiled. "I'm here to make you happy. That is my only purpose. I know how to make you happy better than you know yourself."

Christopher felt Amy start kissing his chest. He could feel his breath start getting faster as she worshipped his body. "Dee..." Christopher tried to form another sentence before Dee shushed him.

"Don't worry about anything... I know what you like. Do you remember why you liked me in pigtails?" She asked.

"Yes"

"Why was it?"

"So I could use them as handles as I fuck your throat."

"Well said Master." Dee paused for a second and smiled. "Master, fuck my throat like you used to." Dee went to her knees immediately. Christopher looked down and grabbed her pigtails. Dee put the head of his cock into his mouth.  Her tongue gave him a little massage before he simply pulled her in, shoving his entire cock down her throat. After enjoying her throat massaging his cock for a moment, he let go a little.  Dee pulled back and gagged but then he simply pulled her back in.

Amy could feel her Master's breathing getting faster and faster. "Master, don't keep back. Moan, talk dirty. Tell us what you are thinking. I won't get offended. I was wrong for not letting you say your thoughts before."

Christopher wanted to stay quiet, but his urges overtook him. "Fuck yes, Dee... You dumb toy, take my cock deeper and deeper.  I want to see your tits covered with my white cum as another of my slaves licks it off. I want to shoot my cum down your throat. You are mine to use. You like it don't you?"

Amy could hear Dee mumbling, trying her best to tell her master that she loved every second.

Christopher pulled on Dee's hair as hard as he could as he felt himself cumming down her throat. "Oh fuck that felt so good." He let go, his hands and body relaxing once again.

Dee caught her breath and then took her time cleaning her Master's cock with her tongue. "I hope you enjoyed using your slave."

"I did." Christopher replied.

"Amy, start preparing the table for master.  He must be starving." Amy hurried to the kitchen.

"Now Master, soon you will be back to normal, but I think a part of you knows what is happening to you and it may be fighting back. So we need to keep you as deep as possible while you get food. I would hate for you to be hungry." Dee explained.

"Anything you say," Christopher said, not being able to remember the beginning of the sentence anymore.

"Perfect." Dee smiled. "Cruise control." 

Christopher's mind might as well not exist. It wasn't like he was dreaming. There was just nothing. It was as if he had been turned off. Every once in a while, he would hear the word "Master" and part of his mind would start listening, but every word that came after felt unimportant so he soon turned off again. Finally, he heard something that compelled him. "Master, Yellow light." Christopher woke up sitting on his sofa.  On one side, Amy was naked and sucking his cock. On the other side, Dee was playing with his hair and looking at him lovingly.

"Dee, what is happening?" Christopher asked. He still felt a little subdued, but he was fully aware of the situation. His only impairment was that he couldn't scream or run away. "Why are you back?"

Dee smiled. "To make you happy. It's my purpose. So far, I know that I have done a great job." She looked down at Amy and giggled a little.

Christopher took a deep breath. "I thought I turned it off. I freed you. You were supposed to only remember me as an adventurous phase in your life" 

"I did. In fact, once you graduated from college, I spent months without even thinking of you. But then I ran into Bubble Butt. We went for coffee. We talked about life, our time with you, and well... one thing lead to another and we ended up fucking at my place. You see, I was never into women before I met you, but the story you made up to explain the time when I was your slave only made sense if I was already into girls. That was your mistake. You had to leave some of the changes on for us to believe the lie. I no longer remember who started it, but at some point, one of us said, "Good Girls fuck other Good girls."  Then, we just started repeating. She would say it, prompting me and then I would repeat it prompting her, and on and on and on. We didn't leave my place all weekend. We were just repeating forever. New mantras would pop up once in a while and then we would repeat them too. By the end, we had trained ourselves onto being your slaves again." Dee left a pause, knowing that Christopher couldn't interrupt her in his current state and that it was rude to not let her Master have a chance to speak.

"I freed you on purpose... I did it for you. I was happy that you were free." Christopher tried to fight back but was soon interrupted by Dee.

"We knew you didn't want us back, so we didn't reach out immediately. We continued living our normal lives just like we assumed you wanted. Bubble and I did start dating though. It is hard to date normally when your only kink is to be another man's slave, so staying with her was natural." Dee giggled. "One night, Bubble had a great idea. It would be so hot to find out who your current sluts were. We could see some fellow slaves. Maybe we could make a sort of support group of the girls you had abandoned along the way.  However, what we found shocked us. You were normal. You had a normal job and a normal girlfriend. You didn't live by any college so you could enslave new sluts. We couldn't believe it."

"Yeah... I grew up. I graduate and got something with my degree. I wanted a real relationship." Christopher tried to explain before Dee had a chance to talk again. "I'm happy. Your purpose was completed before you came. Please leave."

"No, I know that you aren't really happy." Dee corrected Christopher. "Master never settles for normal. That is for other people. They wish they could be you. You deserve anything you could ever want. Any girl over 18 is just a toy for you to use, a girl for us to turn for you. You told us what you wanted your life to be and none of it is true now. Master doesn't work, he spends his days with his favorite slaves while the uglier ones go out and make you money. That is why we had to continue studying, to be able to make money for you one day after you got bored with us. All women are meant to serve you, to make you happy."

Christopher had no choice but to listen as Dee repeated all the things that he had implanted deep in her mind. She was repeating all of the programming he had done to convince them that it was okay for them to make other girls into his slaves. These were the plans he had made before he realized the implications of what he was doing.

"So we knew we had to fix your life. We realized what we had to do.  We needed to hypnotize you into realizing what truly made you happy. The music we are listening to is an alteration of the discs that you gave us to use to make other girls into your slaves. You took the originals, but we still had copies on our phones. We turned a girl who was studying to be a programmer into another Good Girl." Dee paused for a second. "Good Girls make more Good Girls." 

Amy also mumbled the mantra while her mouth continued to pleasure her Master. 

"The new slave figured out how the files worked and changed the turn-off switch so that you couldn't undo this again. We know better than you how to make you happy. That is just what you said. If a girl was smart, she would already be on her knees serving you. But most girls are too dumb to realize that for themselves, so it is okay if we hypnotize them. They are stupid anyways so their opinions don't matter. Well, you are currently too dumb to think for yourself. So, it is okay for us to hypnotize you. Because, if you were smart, then you would be indulging every desire you ever had."

"You are wrong." Christopher finally got a word in.

"Really?" Dee said playfully. "Master, be Truthful. Ignoring our wants, wouldn't you like Amy to have bigger tits?"

Christopher paused for as long as he could, but he was compelled to answer truthfully. "Yes."

"Wouldn't you want to be able to fuck Amy anytime you want?"

"Yes"

"Wouldn't you love to have me around again, along with all of your other slaves?"

"Yes"

"You see... you forgot. Our wants don't matter. That means you are too dumb to think for yourself. Now would you rather fuck me right now or your girlfriend?" She asked with a smile.

Christopher looked at his girlfriend lovingly massaging his cock with her throat.  But then he looked back at Dee. She was basically a super model. "You." Christopher looked down at Amy to see if she reacted at all, but no, she didn't even blink.

"Amy" Dee commanded. "Go get the house ready while I finish our Master off."

Amy stood up at attention and looked at Dee. "Right away."

As Amy left, Dee mounted her Master, letting his cock go up her ass. The only lube was Amy's saliva. Dee started moving up and down slowly. "'I hope this feels good master. My pleasure doesn't matter. Only yours matters. I hope you fuck my pussy soon, but I wouldn't dare to do so without permission. Your pleasure is all that matters." She put her hands around her master, holding him tight. "Do what feels best."

Christopher tried his best to concentrate. "What did you mean by telling Amy to get ready?" He asked, still having trouble remembering what had been said recently. "You told her that she should get ready... Ready for what?"

Dee replied calmly. "Well, Bubble is coming soon. She is not here already because we have been collecting all your former slaves. They are all coming here tonight." Dee looked at the clock. "That reminds me. I need to finish your training before they get here... Now relax as I train you.  Just stare at my tits as I remind you of what you used to know." Dee finished talking before Christopher could say anything else. "Master, student driver."

Christopher felt so safe listening to Dee. She knew better. He had to learn. He felt so unsure about almost everything, but anything Dee said made sense. He could hear voices and see some people in his peripheral vision. They all seemed so excited to see him, but all he could really pay attention to was Dee's tits and her voice. He had to pay attention and remember every word. 

Dee looked around the room. "He is almost done. Let me just do a final pass."  She turned back to Christopher. "Master loves to fuck his slaves."

"Master loves to fuck his slaves" Christopher repeated. 

"Women's wants don't matter" Dee continued. 

"Women's wants don't matter."

"Master's pleasure is all that matters."

"Master's pleasure is all that matters."

Dee smiled. "That is enough for tonight. Now, if at any point it feels wrong to be Master, you will tell me and I will make you feel better."

"Thank you, slave." Master said.

Dee got off her master. Christopher could finally see past her. It was all his exes. They were kneeling in a line and posing for him. Each tried to show off her best features. Dee joined them, kneeling at one end of the line. All of the girls looked as if they were waiting for permission to fuck their Master. "Master, 3... 2... 1... Wake up"