Yun-hee groaned as yet another bill found its way into her mailbox. It had been nearly two months since she’d been laid off, and her meager savings had almost entirely bled out. Without a new source of income, she’d be kicked out of her apartment in just a few weeks.
She wouldn’t be quite as worried about it if she at least had a place to crash while she kept up her job search. But the only person in the whole city she felt comfortable staying with had basically been ghosting her for the better part of a year. Ever since Val started hanging out with those biker chicks, she completely lost touch with her old friends and her old life. Yun almost thought she might’ve gotten herself killed, if it wasn’t for the news reports about the “Violent Angels” biker gang terrorizing the highways.
She flicked through the rest of her mail and scowled. I wouldn’t want to stay with Val anyway, Yun thought to herself. Not if she’s gonna be like that. What the hell got into her, anyway? It was like someone flipped a switch and she became an entirely different person… She still remembered her reaction when Val showed up with the side cut, looking like some butch badass. Yun’s gaydar was never good enough for her to feel confident about coming forward with her feelings towards Val, but in that moment, she almost had to physically restrain herself from making out with her friend.
Yun got to the last piece of her mail and raised an eyebrow. It was a flyer for a diner, “Patti’s,” which had opened up around the same time she’d lost her job. She’d never been, but it always seemed packed, and everyone she talked to raved about it. This flyer says they’re looking for new hires. I don’t know about service jobs, but… She turned back to the bill, and the bright red “overdue” stamp on the envelope. Shit, I guess I should give it a shot.
“Welcome to Patti’s!” the waitress exclaimed. “Just you, hun, or will you have guests joining you?”
“O-Oh, I’m not hear to eat,” Yun stammered, trying in vain to keep her eyes on the waitress’ face. “I actually have an interview?”
“Ooh!” the waitress cooed, clapping her hands in excitement. “How exciting! I hope you get the job, I can already tell you’d fit right in here! I’ll go get the boss for you!”
I just hope I won’t have to fit into one of those outfits, Yun thought as she watched the waitress walk away. Her uniform could be charitably described as “revealing;” if Yun saw her out on the street, she’d think it was a sexy Halloween parody costume of a waitress outfit. Her skirt rode up so high that Yun could clearly see her butt peeking out of the bottom, her midriff was completely exposed, and her top had more cleavage than actual fabric. Ugh, now I see why Brayden liked this place. It’s a restaurant for perverts.
She sat down at an empty table and looked around idly. There were a few other waitresses walking around the dining room, all gorgeous, all dressed identically to the one Yun talked to. The décor was about as stereotypical as it could’ve been: black-and-white checkerboard tile for the floor, shiny chrome accents on the stools and countertops. The pink highlights were a nice touch, if not exactly Yun’s color. She noticed a pair of doors on either side of the counter; one had a small, circular window, but the other was completely solid. The whole dining room seemed oddly small, considering the size of the building from the outside.
Strangely, for a place that seemed to be competing more with Hooters than Waffle House, there were almost no men in the diner at all. Nearly every customer she could see was a woman. Not that it meant they weren’t eating the eye candy, though. Yun heard a slap! behind her and turned around to see one of the waitresses giggling along with a customer and rubbing her butt, where Yun could almost make out a red mark. Did that lady really get slapped on the ass? And she’s happy about it? What the hell is wrong with this place?
Yun was about to get up and leave when she heard someone approaching her table. She turned around and saw a black woman approaching, dressed like all the other waitresses, but with a pink uniform. Her hair was pink, too, a curly bob that framed her small, round face. As Yun scanned the woman’s body up and down, she realized why she heard the woman so clearly over the din of the busy restaurant. Her heels were ginormous, easily at least six inches, and loudly clacked on the tile as she got closer.
The woman finally reached the table and held out her hand. “Nice to meet you! I’m Patti! You must be Yun-hee?”
“Uh, yeah.” Yun shook Patti’s hand and got a closer look at the apparent owner of the place. She’s pretty cute, all things considered. I wouldn’t have expected a woman to run a place like this. Maybe there’s something more here than just T&A. “I should let you know, I don’t have a whole lot of experience in–”
“I know, Yun. Already read your resume.” Patti giggled and motioned for Yun to follow her.
Yun rose from her seat and walked behind Patti, suddenly feeling self-conscious. She was dressed semi-professionally, a sweater over a long skirt and tights, but compared to Patti she felt awfully plain. She wouldn’t normally be caught dead in anything like Patti wore, but she made it look effortless, carrying herself so confidently that it didn’t seem like she cared what anyone thought of her.
“We aren’t the sort of place that expects every new hire to have a decade of experience,” Patti continued, bringing Yun to a door next to the counter and holding it open for her. “We have a state-of-the art training program to bring employees up to speed. Just a couple hours is all we need to take someone who’s never held a tray and turn them into pro.”
“That’s incredible,” Yun-hee said, stepping through the door. She suspected this must be the break room; there were a couple tables with folding chairs, and a few cooks chatting and taking a smoke break. Looks like this place is maybe more normal than I thought.
Patti led Yun further into the back, to a room with a well-used, comfy looking recliner and a projector screen. “If you’ll just have a seat,” Patti said, motioning towards the recliner. “I’ll get the employee training video cued up.”
“Wait, does…” Yun blinked. “Does that mean I’ve got the job?”
“Well, you’ve got a job,” Patti giggled. “We have a few different positions open right now, but we’ll sort out where you’ll go after the video.”
“Holy crap!” Yun exclaimed, before clamping a hand over her mouth. “O-Oh, uh, sorry for swearing. I just, like… thank you! I’ve applied to so many places, and half of them don’t even bother to send you a rejection letter, and I have so many bills to pay, and–”
“Yun, it’s okay!” Patti laughed, placing a hand on Yun’s shoulder. “Trust me, I know the market’s tough right now. Rest assured, we’ll find you a place that suits you, and you won’t have to worry about any of those bills anymore.”
Yun breathed a sigh of relief and sat down in the recliner. “That sounds great! Y’know, you’re really nice.”
“Wouldn’t get far in this business if I weren’t!” Patti walked towards the door and turned off the lights. “Just relax and pay close attention. There’s not gonna be a quiz or anything, but there’s some important safety stuff in here and I wouldn’t want to see a pretty thing like you get hurt.”
“Uh… thanks?” Yun raised an eyebrow. That’s kinda forward. I’m sure she doesn’t mean anything by it, though. She feels like the kind of person who’ll call you “honey” even when you’ve just met.
Patti smiled and stepped out of the room, closing the door softly on her way out. A moment later, the projector clicked on, slowly warming up and revealing the diner’s logo on the wall opposite Yun. As the light bounced off the screen, Yun heard a slight droning noise; looking around, she noticed a series of speakers placed all around the room, even on the ceiling. They have a surround sound setup for the employee training–
“Welcome!” a female voice said from all around Yun, jolting her out of her thoughts. “You’re here because you were selected as a new hire for Patti’s!” The logo faded to a shot of a woman in the same uniform the waitresses wore, with a wide, vacant grin plastered across her face. “I’ll be here to walk you through your new duties. All you have to do is listen to my words, and soon you’ll be molded into the perfect employee!”
Something about that didn’t sit right with Yun. Everything about the video felt off; the actress’ eerily happy tone, the ever-present hum in the background, the way the woman’s voice seemed to reverberate around her skull.
“It’s normal to be nervous,” the woman continued. “Everyone is nervous when they’re starting a new job! But you don’t need to worry. You can be calm and relaxed. All you need to do is keep watching, and everything will make perfect sense. Watching the video will make you feel calm and relaxed.”
Yun let out a soft sigh and sagged into the recliner. She did feel relaxed. Now that she was getting used to the video’s strange tone, it was easy to calm herself down.
“Very good,” the woman purred. “Now, before we get started with your instructions, let’s hear some testimonials from some of your fellow employees. They’ll tell you why Patti’s is the best place to work!”
The screen faded again, accompanied by a faint chime. There was another woman on the screen, shorter, with freckles. “I love working here!” she sighed wistfully. “The customers are always so friendly, so good to me! It makes me feel so good to be of service to them!”
Another fade, another chime. “Patti is such a great boss!” the next woman cooed, idly twirling her hair around her finger. “She makes all the work so much fun! I don’t even mind the long hours, as long as I can spend them with her!”
Yun blinked slowly, not even realizing at first that another woman had come on screen. “Work is so good,” she whispered, her eyes strangely distant and foggy. “Love to work, love to be here, love Patti. Patti makes me feel good. Patti makes everything feel good.”
The screen faded once again, back to the first woman. “I hope all that sunk in,” she said. Yun realized, dimly, that all the other employees had the same smile as this actress, whoever she was. “Now, let’s go over what your new job entails. Just sit back and relax. It’s easier for you to relax and drift. Listen to my words, and focus on relaxing. Don’t think too hard about it, just listen and follow.”
A small, quiet part of Yun said that all of this was totally wrong. None of this seemed right at all. But Yun just nodded slowly and let her lips part, her eyes staring vacantly at the projector screen as her mind soaked in the sights and sounds. It was so hard for her to think over the music, the voice, the hum. Easier to listen. Easier to relax. Easier to follow.
“As an employee, your first duty is to please your boss,” the woman said. “Patti is the most important person at your job. Doing what she wants will leave you feeling happy and rewarded. And, oh, she will reward you if you do a good job.” Her eyelids fluttered and she let out a soft gasp, before quickly regaining her composure. “I want you to repeat after me. ‘Pleasing Patti is important.’”
“Pleasing Patti… is important…” Yun whispered, almost startled at how distant and sleepy she sounded. The screen flashed white and the speakers played a loud, happy chime. Yun almost thought she saw words in the flash, but soon the woman was talking again and she forgot what she was thinking about.
“Great!” the woman cooed. “Let’s keep going. ‘I love to please Patti.’”
“I…” Yun swallowed. This was too weird. She shouldn’t be here. She–
The screen flashed red. The speakers buzzed angrily. Yun felt… not pain, exactly. It was like a concentrated dose of disappointment, an overwhelming sense that she was making someone else unhappy.
“Try that again,” the woman said sternly. “‘I love to please Patti.’”
“I love to please Patti!” Yun gasped, speaking before her brain caught up with what she was doing. The screen flashed white again, and Yun smiled as the happy chime bounced around the room.
“You learn quickly!” the woman smiled. “Let’s do one more, okay? ‘I need to obey Patti.’”
“I… need to… obey Patti…” Yun’s eyes fluttered as the screen flashed again, her dreamy smile growing wider as the chime played once more.
“Say it again,” the woman said. “‘I need to obey Patti.’”
“I need to obey Patti,” Yun whispered. She waited for the screen to flash, but nothing happened. Did she do something wrong?
The woman leaned forward; Yun almost felt like she was in the same room as her. “I want you to mean it.”
“I… I need to obey Patti,” Yun said, a little louder this time.
“I need to obey Pat– ah!” Yun arched her head back and gasped. The screen kept flashing, each burst of white blanking out her mind. The chime bounced around in her mind, reinforcing her happiness and satisfaction, telling her she was a good girl and that Patti was proud of her.
“You’re such a good girl for me,” Patti’s voice boomed. Yun whimpered and squirmed in the chair, desperate to see her boss, the new center of her world. “You can just stop thinking entirely, Yun. I know you can do that for me. Just go blank, and let me work my magic…”
Yun jolted awake, her eyes wide with shock. She stared up at Patti, who smiled warmly in response.
“Hey there, sleepyhead,” Patti giggled. “Don’t feel bad about nodding off, lots of people do. I’m afraid there’s just no way to make training videos engaging, is there?”
“I… fell asleep?” Yun frowned. That didn’t like her. She could remember the video starting, the testimonials, then… She shook her head. I fell asleep. Lots of people do that. “S-Sorry, boss.”
“It’s okay!” Patti smiled. Yun felt her heart skip a beat. “I think you got all the important stuff down anyway. Now, let’s get you fitted for a uniform.”
“A uniform? So… that means…”
“Yep! You’ll be out in the dining room, taking orders and carrying them out to our loyal customers! Doesn’t that sound fun?”
I hoped I wouldn’t have to do that… But, if Patti wants me to, then I’ll do it. I’d do anything for Patti. “Yeah, it does!” Yun beamed.
Patti took Yun’s hand and pulled her upright. She led her new employee out of the room and down a hallway, smirking as she heard Yun’s gasp of surprise. Finally, the two of them reached a small office, cluttered with folders and binders. There was another person in the room, tall, with a short blonde side shave and obscenely tall heels.
“Yun, this is Alex,” Patti said. “Alex, Yun. We need to get this one fitted for a uniform.”
“Very well.” Alex pointed at a spot on the floor in front of them.
Yun stepped onto the spot and stood as still as she could manage.
“No,” Alex tsked. “That’s where you should put your clothes.”
“My…” Yun blushed. “Y-You mean you want me to get naked? Do you really need me to do that?”
Alex rolled her eyes. “No need to be modest. You’re entering a profession where you need to have no reservations about doing whatever is asked of you. Now, take off your clothes.”
Yun turned her head to Patti, unsure whether this was all some big joke or hazing ritual or what.
Patti just shrugged. “Better strip down, newbie. Wouldn’t want this to end up on your record, would you?”
“I-I…” Yun swallowed. She wanted to scream. Nothing about this was right. She shouldn’t be getting naked in front of her boss! But instead, she found herself nodding silently, and slowly removing her clothes. She was at first horrified that she was going along with this, but as she got more and more naked, that sense of unease melted away, replaced with warm contentment.
“That’s it,” Patti cooed, placing a hand on Yun’s shoulder and squeezing gently. “Don’t you worry about a thing, Yun. You can just follow my orders, and it’ll work out great for everyone.”
“Mmm,” Yun hummed. She nodded again, and that made her feel good.
Patti suddenly slapped Yun’s ass, the harsh sting getting Yun’s attention. “Good girl,” Patti said. “Now, stand straight, and don’t move.”
Yun’s body went rigid, her gaze fixed forward. Alex circled the new hire and fiddled with some measuring tape. As they measured Yun’s body, she slowly realized that she not only wasn’t moving, she literally couldn’t move. Even her eyes were totally immobile; the only movement in her whole body was her breathing and her blinking.
“Well, I think I can work with this,” Alex finally said. “Next, let’s check the sleeves.” To Yun’s astonishment, Alex gingerly picked up Yun’s arm and moved it with ease. Yun tried to pull it away from the tailor’s grasp, but found she still had no control over it.
She let out a small whine of displeasure, but Patti slid up behind her and held her close, whispering softly in her ear. “Shhhhhhh. It’s alright, Yun. I know this is weird, but trust me. I want this to happen. And if I want it, that means it’s okay, right?” Yun felt Patti’s hand touch the back of her head and nod for her, yet the feeling of acceptance passed through her just the same. If she could move her face, she would’ve smiled.
“Good girl,” Patti continued. “Besides, you like this, don’t you? Being posed, on display? It’s soooo hot.” Patti kept nodding Yun over and over, drowning the other woman’s mind in wave after wave of unthinking acceptance. “So you won’t mind when the customers stare at you. Their eyes treating you like you’re nothing more than eye candy. It just turns you on even more when everyone around you thinks you’re just a pretty face and a hot bod.”
Yun drooled, soaking in her boss’ words like a sponge. Her mind reeled as it reorganized itself, forgetting old discomforts and writing in new kinks. She felt Alex’s hand slide up her leg and nearly came, the sensation of being manhandled overwhelming her with arousal.
“She’s responded quite well, hasn’t she?” Alex chuckled, gently wrapping the measuring tape around Yun’s thigh. “Can’t remember the last one who was so thoroughly mind-fucked after just one session.”
“Maybe she was already a kinky little slut before she came in here,” Patti shrugged. “It’s always the nymphos who make the best dolls. Is that you, Yun? Are you a little nympho slut?” Patti’s hand nodded Yun’s head, and Yun moaned. She was a slut; she couldn’t tell if she was one before, but her boss said she was, so she must be. The fact her own identity could be dictated by someone else should’ve worried her, but now it just made her even hornier.
“I think she’s ready,” Alex said, standing up and wiping off her hand on Yun’s stomach. Yun hadn’t even realized how wet she was until she felt the tailor’s hand, which dripped with Yun’s arousal. “Should be a uniform in the back that will fit her until I can get the custom work done. Any particular looks you want, miss?”
“Hmm.” Patti tapped her chin. “Not sure yet. We’ll see what she responds to.” Yun had no idea what the two of them were talking about, but she didn’t really care. She had total trust in Patti. If she didn’t want Yun to know something, she must have a good reason.
Patti suddenly grabbed Yun’s hair and yanked hard. Yun’s eyes went wide with shock, then slipped shut as she felt something unlock in her mind. She drifted into trance, her body swaying slowly as her consciousness faded.
Ding! “Order up!”
Yun blinked. She felt like she’d just been jolted from a deep sleep. She thought she was just in Patti’s office getting fitted for a uniform; now she was back in the dining room, holding a notebook in one hand and a pencil in her other. She looked down and felt a sharp sting of embarrassment as she realized she was wearing one of the waitress uniforms. Oh, god, I look ridiculous! How did I get talked into wearing one of these?
…Wait, how did I get talked into wearing this? I don’t even remember putting it–
“Yun!” said a voice behind her. “Your order’s on the counter!”
“Huh?” Yun spun around, bewildered. She saw another waitress looking at her, motioning to the kitchen. Yun walked over to the counter and picked up the tray of food. Somehow, she was able to balance it perfectly, even though she never felt she had the coordination to accomplish such a feat. Even more strangely, she immediately knew which table the food was for, despite not remembering taking a single order so far.
She sauntered over to the table, her hips automatically taking on a seductive sway without her even realizing it. She picked a plate up from her tray and set it down, trying not to notice the way the customers leered at her.
“Wow, that was quick!” the customer said. She picked up her burger and took a big bite, humming happily. “Man, that’s good!”
Yun smiled and set the other plate down. “Anything else I can get you?” she asked, her voice oddly high-pitched.
“No, I think we’re good,” the other customer replied. “Uh, kind of a weird question, but are you feeling alright? You seemed kinda half-asleep when you took our order.”
“Huh?” Yun shook her head. “Oh, uh, sorry. It’s my first day, I think I’m just a little… overwhelmed.”
“Well, you already seem like an old pro,” the customer smiled. “We’ll make sure to give you a big tip.”
“Oh! Thanks, hun!” Yun giggled. That didn’t feel right. She never giggled, let alone call someone “hun.” What the hell was wrong with her? Why was she so calm when everything about this situation seemed utterly bizarre?
Yun saw another table and felt those questions leave her mind. There were customers that needed to be served. She made her rounds, flying from table to table, dropping off food and filling up cups at the soda fountain. Every time she started to question what was going on, she felt compelled to keep going, never stopping long enough to think about anything more than what her customers needed. Eventually, she just stopped trying to think, letting her mind drift as her body handled her job for her.
She reached one last table and hadn’t even gotten her notebook out of her apron when her new customer spoke up. “Actually,” she said, her cheeks completely flushed, “could I see the, uh… the secret menu?”
Secret menu? What secret– “Of course!” Yun heard herself say. “Please, follow me!” She turned around and started walking, as if her body was on autopilot. Where am I going? Why can’t I stop walking?
Yun realized she was heading for the door next to the counter, the one that had no windows. As she got closer, she noticed a small device next to the door. Her body stuck out her thumb and placed it on the device, and a moment later, she heard a small beep and the sound of the door unlocking. She opened the door slightly and waved her customer inside, before stepping through herself and closing the door behind her.
When Yun saw what was inside the room, she wanted to scream. There were nearly a dozen women, all naked and slowly rubbing their hands over their bodies lasciviously, like a slow-motion stripper routine. Their faces were completely blank, like they had no awareness of where they were or what they were doing. In front of each woman was a small table, full of sex toys and BDSM gear – collars, riding crops, and the like.
Despite her internal panic, however, Yun’s body retained its chipper attitude and wide, friendly smile. “Welcome to our secret menu!” it said. “As you can see, we have a wide selection of girls for you to play with.”
“Y-Yeah…” the customer said, biting her lip. “Um, are they, like, okay? They seem kinda… out of it.”
“Of course they are!” Yun giggled. “All our staff, including myself, are deeply brainwashed and stay in a deep trance when not in use. But once you choose one, they’ll spring to life and be eager to serve!”
“Alright, uh…” the customer pointed at one of the naked women. “Maybe her?”
“Ah, Marie!” Yun smiled. “She’s a popular one.” Yun walked over and tapped the woman on the forehead; as Marie’s face suddenly switched into a wide, happy grin, Yun realized that she was the waitress she first ran into when she arrived at the diner.
Marie’s eyes locked on to the customer as she sauntered over, her hands still rubbing all over her body. “Hello,” she purred, her voice low and seductive. “I’m Marie. How may I serve you today?”
“Oh, fuck me,” the customer whimpered. “J-Just, uh… c-can I eat you out? But, like, order me to do it.”
“Sure thing, hun.” Marie spread her pussy lips apart and hooded her eyes. “Lick me.”
“Yes, miss,” the customer gasped, kneeling and crawling forward, her eyes wide and hungry.
“I’ll leave you to it!” Yun said. “Just knock on the door when you want your bill!” She turned around and left the room, hearing the lock click behind her. As soon as she was back in the dining room, she suddenly regained control of her body, all her fear and confusion hitting her all at once. What the fuck is this place?! They just take in women and brainwash them into sex slaves? What did I get myself into? I gotta call the cops, gotta get help–
“Yo! Waitress! You gonna keep us waiting or what?” The sound of an annoyed customer overwrote Yun’s brief lucidity. She went back to her plastic smile and walked over to the table.
“Sorry about your wait!” Yun said. “What can I get for–”
“Holy shit! Yun? Is that you?”
Yun blinked. Now that the usual cycle of conversation had been broken, she actually looked at who her new customers were.
They didn’t look like the sorts of people who would come to a place like this. All three of them were tough-looking bikers, decked out in leather and denim. One of them was blonde and kinda pale, another was tan with a red side shave, and the one who spoke to her was…
Yun’s eyes widened. “V-Val? What are you doing here?”
“Heh, didn’t recognize me at first, huh?” Val chuckled. She wasn’t wrong; Val looked like an entirely different person. She’d evidently gone even further into the butch biker look, her previously lean body now bulked up with muscle and her long purple hair shaved into a mohawk. She wore a leather vest over a grease-stained tank top, and Yun could see tattoos on her chest and arms. Somewhat strangely, she also wore a white collar, with shiny metallic spikes all around it.
“You look…” Yun realized she was drooling and wiped off her chin. “Um. G-Good.”
“So do you,” Val smirked, eyeing Yun up and down like she was a piece of meat. “Didn’t think a shy girl like you would wind up here of all places.”
“Yeah, uh, I got laid off at the old place,” Yun said sheepishly. “This is my first day here.”
“But you’ve gone through all that employee orientation stuff, right?” Val asked.
Yun raised an eyebrow. “Uh, yeah? Why do you ask?”
Val grinned. “Oh, no reason. Just wanted to make sure you knew about the customer loyalty program.” She pulled out a white piece of cardstock with a strange symbol on it.
When Yun laid eyes on the card, she felt a switch get pulled in the back of her mind. She grinned and giggled, twirling her hair with her finger. “Gosh, it’s so nice of you to be such a loyal customer,” she cooed. “On behalf of everyone here at Patti’s, it would be my honor to serve you and your guests.” Her hand grabbed one of her breasts and squeezed. “Would you care to follow me to our back room for a more private experience?”
“Shit, I didn’t think that’d really work!” the red-haired biker snickered. “She’s turned into a total slut!”
“The owner here is an old friend of Madame’s,” Val said, rising from her chair and running a hand over her mohawk. “And she gets all of Madame’s latest brain-melting gadgets.”
“That Madame of yours must be a genius,” the blonde drooled. “Fuck, just look at her! I wanna see those gorgeous tits wrapped around my cock right this second!”
“Patience, Noa,” Val hissed, yanking the blonde woman’s hair. “We don’t want to blow Patti’s cover, do we?”
“N-No, boss,” Noa whimpered.
“That’s what I thought.” Val turned back to Yun and grinned. “Sure, take us to the back room.”
“Right this way,” Yun purred. She led the trio of bikers towards the back room, practically drooling with anticipation of what was to come. She activated the thumbprint scanner and held the door open.
Once they were all inside, Noa immediately unzipped her pants. “I’m tired of waiting! Waitress, take your top off and gimmie a titfuck, pronto!”
“Of course,” Yun smiled. She unbuttoned her top and laid it neatly on the floor, then sashayed over to Noa, who was hurriedly throwing off her ripped jeans with a hungry look on her face.
Yun grabbed a tube of lube off a table and squirted some onto her hand. She spread it between her breasts, smiling as Noa’s cock twitched with arousal.
“Boss, you okay with Noa taking first dibs?” the red-haired biker asked Val. “I thought you always went first when we had a new slut to play with.”
“Noa’s been in chastity for almost half a year, Zariel,” Val replied. “That’s the whole reason we came out here, so she could get a fucktoy to use to her heart’s desire. Didn’t expect it to be Yun of all people, but…” Val shrugged. “We’ve got plenty of time to make use of my old friend. Unless any of these other girls catch your eye?”
“They all look gorgeous, sure,” Zariel smirked, “but I’m waiting for Yun. There’s something extra hot about it being someone you used to know. Like I’m getting a glimpse of who you were before you were our boss.”
Val rolled her eyes and grabbed Zariel’s face. “Let’s get one thing straight, slut. I was always your boss. Might’ve taken me a while to realize it, but this is who I was always meant to be. Just like how you were always meant to–”
“Ah~!” Noa moaned. Val and Zariel were so caught up in their discussion they hadn’t even realized Noa had started fucking Yun’s tits, let alone that she’d already came. Evidently, her endurance had deteriorated significantly after six months in chastity.
Yun picked up a bit of Noa’s cum with her fingertip and tasted it, licking her lips and looking up at Noa with hooded eyes. “Are you satisfied with your service, miss?”
“F-Fuck… fuck yeah…” Noa panted, grinning madly.
“Alright, you’ve had your fun,” Val grinned, sauntering over to one of the tables in front of the entranced women. She grabbed a collar and leash and went over to Yun, attaching the collar to her former friend’s neck. “Now it’s my turn.” She hiked up her denim skirt and beckoned Yun closer.
“Right away, Val…” Yun’s eyes widened. Val wasn’t wearing any panties, and her unshaven cunt was on full display. Right above her bush was a tattoo: “BIKER SLUT,” emblazoned in stark black ink against her tan skin.
Val yanked on the leash and pulled Yun in close. “Don’t just stare, you dumb slut,” Val growled. “Eat me out.”
“Y-Yes, Val.” Yun began to greedily lick Val’s cunt, closing her eyes and savoring the taste.
“Yeah, that’s right,” Val smiled. “Fuck, you’re better at this than I thought you’d be. You get any practice before, or did Patti give you those skills?”
Yun started to speak, but Val yanked the leash again and her words were silenced. “Don’t answer,” Val continued. “You always talked too much. I want you to be quiet, now.” Val bit her lip and sighed. “It’s almost a shame. You probably wanted to do this to me for years. I knew you had a crush on me, but… I thought I couldn’t be with you. My life was too dangerous; too many bad guys out there who might try to hurt you. And when I gave up that stupid Violet Angel bullshit, we drifted apart. And now you’re not really you anymore. Just a doll wearing Yun’s face.”
The part of Yun that wasn’t running on Patti’s programming was surprised. She had no idea Val was Violet Angel, and the realization that Val might’ve reciprocated Yun’s feelings stirred something within her. “I…” She blinked. “It’s okay…”
“I’m… I am happy here. I really am, I’m not just saying that because I have to. I did love you, still kinda do, but…” Yun wiped a bit of Val’s juices off her chin. “I think we’re both happier where we are now. I mean, look at you! You’re a badass! You’ve got a whole gaggle of biker chicks who follow your every word. That’s awesome!”
“It is pretty awesome,” Val chuckled. “But are you really happy being a… brainwashed waitress-slash-prostitute?”
Yun shrugged. “Hey, gotta pay the bills somehow.”
“Actually, you don’t pay bills anymore,” said a voice behind them. “You live here, free room and board. Your service is all the payment I need.” Yun and Val both turned and looked towards the front door, surprised to see Patti watching them. Val was even more surprised to see her cupping Zariel’s chin, the normally-tough biker now smiling dreamily with blank, glassy eyes.
“Hey!” Val shouted. “What the hell’re you doing with my girl?”
“Oh calm down, Angel,” Patti said, rolling her eyes. “You know the rules. I outrank you, which means if I want any of your little groupies, I get to claim them. This one has a certain flair to her. I think she’ll do well here. What do you think, Zariel?”
“Mmm…” Zariel giggled. “Whatever you tell me to, miss…”
“C’mon, that’s not fair!” Val snarled. “I own this fucking city, you just run a stupid diner! How do you outrank me?”
Patti glared at Val. “Watch your tongue, girl. Or I might just make you join Zariel and Yun in my collection of dolls.”
Val opened her mouth to protest, then closed it. “…Fine.”
“That’s what I thought.” Patti hooked a finger under Zariel’s chin and led the hypnotized biker out the door.
“Dammit,” Val muttered, scratching the back of her head. “I liked her. She was cool.”
Noa came up behind Val and hugged her close. “Hey, we can always just corrupt some other cutie into being a biker slut.”
“We’re pretty damn good at that, huh?” Val kissed Noa on the cheek and smiled.
“U-Um…” Yun blushed. “So, uh… do you still want to fuck me, or…?”
Val turned back to Yun and raised an eyebrow. “What do you mean, ‘still?’” She grabbed Yun’s leash and yanked even harder than before, making Yun gasp with surprise. “I never told you to stop, slut. Now get. Back. To work.”
“Y-Yes, miss!” Yun whimpered and went back to eating Val out.
Once Val and Noa were done with her, she waved them goodbye and went to the locker room to take a long, hot shower. As the sweat, cum, and pussy juice rinsed down the drain, she felt herself slipping back into her cheery, vacant waitress mindset. She realized that she didn’t know when she’d be woken back up, allowed to think her own thoughts instead of the ones Patti gave her. But she wasn’t worried about it. She was in a place where she’d be fed and housed, and she’d still be happy, even if it was implanted happiness.
Yun stepped out of the shower just as a bell rang in the locker room. Her eyelids fluttered as her programming took hold. She walked robotically back to the display room as the women on the pedestals stepped off and walked past her. Yun stood on one of the now-empty pedestals.
As the last pieces of her mind shut down, she began to dance to a tune no one else could hear.