“Ok, Now I just have to ask.” I said as I sat down in my best friend’s sofa. “Does your girlfriend EVER take her ear buds off?"

I’ve been friends with Michael ever since we were in high-school. Best friends even. As much as we found the other funny and somewhat attractive, we never decided to date. Time saw us grow apart and I left the city to try my luck out in the big world. Sadly for me, I didn’t. Being the good friend that he was, he offered to lodge me in his big condo while I found a new job and paid off my debts. 

​I’ve been staying here for 2 weeks and in those 2 weeks, I can safely say that I’ve never seen Tracy, his girlfriend, without at least one earbud in her ear. 

 

“Really? Huh...” he said with a smile.

His eyes never left his phone, but I knew that smile very well. He knew exactly what I was talking about.

“What’s her deal anyway? I feel like you never invite her for supper with us. Does she hate me or something?” I said smiling back at him. “Or don’t you want me to meet her properly?”

In the past, he always made a point to have me meet his girlfriends. He felt that I knew him so well that he trusted my judgment and if I didn’t approve, he usually let her off easy and started his hunt anew. Except for a quick hello, Tracy always rushed out. Or in for that matter.

He put his phone down and looked up at me. His smile was so out of character. It was... Amused... Like he knew a secret I wasn’t privy to. 

“I guess you are right.” he finally said. “I’m not keen on you meeting her because I know exactly what you are going to say once you get a chance to talk with her.”

“Oh? And what would that be?”

“That she’s an air headed slut that’s only sleeping with me because I’m loaded.” he said with a satisfied smile.

It was true that he wasn’t poor. His techno skills landed him a big job with a major development company. I always prided myself on looking past a person’s looks. And it was true that Tracy dressed... Sluttier... Then most girls he dated. But I still wanted to wait to actually speak to her properly before I made my final judgement.

“Really?” I said with a smile of my own.

His bluntness wasn't that much out of character, but his admission did make me question his motives.

“In fact...” he continued. “I guess you could almost say that she isn’t really my girlfriend... More of a... Friend with benefits?”

“Reeeallly? You?” I asked extremely surprised. “You always told me you weren’t that interested in those kinds of girls. What changed?”

His smile didn’t change, but he looked like he was thinking something over. Like he was trying to decide how he was going to answer.

“I guess I can tell you...” he whispered to himself.

“Tell me what?”

“You know I’m kind of a wiz with tech and entertainment systems, right?”

“Sure. Why would that...” I started to ask, but he cut me off.

“Because...” he said leaning forward. “I kind of stumbled on something pretty ground-breaking. I mean... The concept has existed for as long as there has been moving images, but I kind of... Pushed it further.”

“What on god’s green earth are you talking about?”

His smile got a wider. A little like that Chester cat character in Alice in Wonderland.

“Subliminal messages.” he stated.

“Ok...” I said, not comprehending what he was getting at.

“Big companies used them to promote their products, like Coke did while you watched movies. Splicing in an image of a coke can every so many frames so that by the time you finished the movie, you felt like you wanted a coke. Of course... That’s illegal now.”

“Why would that have anything to do with your little air headed friend?”

“Because... I developed a way to... Enhance... The concept. It only worked with images first. The mind can’t assimilate all 24 frames individually so if you add a 25th frame, the brain sees it, but the mind doesn’t register it. When it comes to sounds, it doesn’t work the same way... Not exactly... But that’s my special breakthrough. I’ve stumble on a way to do basically the same thing with soundtracks. Like implanting a 25th sound after the regular 24! Well… It’s not like that at all… But you get it right?”

His eyes sparkled as he clearly though his explanation brilliant. Which to me it wasn't...

“You lost me...” I said.

“Forget the technical side of it.” he said with a sigh. “The sound aspect by itself isn’t as strong to start the implantation, you still need the images. But once that first thought takes root... The sound breakthrough expands on it dramatically! Anyway… I basically found a way to input thoughts and desires into someone’s mind without them knowing about it.”

His smile didn’t tell me he was telling me a joke. No... He wasn’t joking. His smile told me he was excited. He truly believed what he was telling me. What WAS he telling me? Was he implying...

“No...” I said, finally getting his point. “Are you telling me that you ‘programmed’ Tracy to be your friend with benefits?”

He looked at me a moment, smiling confidently. 

“What if I am?” he asked.

“Don’t be silly! You can’t brainwash a person to become your little slut! Even less without them knowing about it! You’re pulling my chain!”

“I’m completely serious. Tracy is one of the secretaries at work and she comes over only because she loves to fuck me. Well... Now she does anyway...”

“Ok...” I said, trying to wrap my head around it. “Either you are joking, which in my opinion is in poor taste. Or you are being serious and you are telling me that you brainwashed that poor girl into being your little love slave.”

“Poor girl you say?” he said leaning back in his chair. “You wouldn’t think that if you met her before. She was a major league gold digger and she was aiming to fuck me out of my money, so to speak. I only... Guided her... You know... Towards a healthier relationship.”

“For you maybe!” I said, starting to believe that he was serious.

“That’s true... At least now I’m really getting my money’s worth!” he said with a laugh.

“So...” I said as I understood what he was saying. “That’s why she keeps listening to her music?”

“Exactly. Call it... Refining the program. Of course… She doesn’t know she is brainwashing herself by listening to her music, but that’s the beauty of subliminal messages. She doesn't consciously hear the things I want her to hear and they sink into her subconscious without effort. The breakthrough I made with sound waves makes it all possible! I only discovered this application after my research on noise cancelling hit pay dirt. Did you know that sound waves can be totally cancelled out?”

The conversation drifted off into less intense subjects, but my mind couldn’t forget his statement. How could that girl let dumb music tracks and videos change her like that? How could she not notice the words they were implanting in her brain? I mean... They had to be remotely visible if she could understand them. Didn't they? And the tracks... How could she not HEAR the words hidden the music?

If what he was saying was true, she was letting him change her a little more every day. How could she not notice THAT?

A few days later, I was alone in his condo as I searched for decent job offers online. Since I had pawn my own computer for money, I had to use his computer and I noticed that he had forgotten to close a window. It was labeled ‘Sub Progs’. 

Could that be his files on Subliminal programming?

Curiosity got the better of me and I looked at the content. There were a bunch of video files and were conveniently numbered, but didn't have proper titles. I immediately understood that they were meant to be viewed in order.

I laughed and closed the window. Knowing Michael, he probably left it open on purpose for me to find. Sneaky little bastard! I continued my job search and tried not to think of the files.

But as I lay in bed later that night. My curiosity crept back into my mind and I couldn’t help but wonder...

How the hell did she NOT notice something strange about the videos and music she kept listening to? How did she even start watching them? How could she not remember her end game? From what he was telling me, she wasn’t interested in his money any more. Just his cock...

I couldn’t sleep and went to get a glass of water. As I did, I saw Tracy get out of the bathroom. I gasped. She was butt naked! No... Not completely... She had her phone handy with ear buds in her ears. She saw me and just smiled. As if everything was normal. She casually walked back towards Michael’s room and closed the door behind her.

She could have at least covered up!

When I finally managed to sleep, I dreamt of strange and erotic scenes about Tracy as she mindlessly watched endless spirals on Michael’s computer screen. I woke up feeling wretched I tried to push those thoughts away. I was actually doing well for a few days.

Until I saw Tracy go to the bathroom again. Naked except for her ear buds and phone. The thing is... It wasn’t midnight. It was barely 9 O’clock!

Or was it that his little subliminal messages really were that intense? I had no doubt about the nature of their activities when they were together. When she was home, she basically spent all her time in his room. Even when he wasn’t in it! In fact, the more I observed her, the more I believed that she accepted that she was his little fuck doll.
 
Maybe that's what she wanted in the first place and Michael was just pulling my chain... Right? 

How could split second images do that to her? How could the soundtrack play around with her mind? It seemed impossible. She didn’t look too bright, but anyone will notice something off or weird in a video. I couldn’t phantom how she never noticed that the videos and music were doctored.

I couldn't put it out of my head! I had to find out...

The next day, I waited for Michael to go to work and went to his computer. I was about to open the first file when I stopped myself and smiled. I remembered him saying something about his breakthrough on the soundtrack portion. I turned off the sound on his computer and opened file number 1. A girl can’t be too cautious…

It was a music video. It was funny to watch it on mute and it made it easy not to get distracted. I watched intently for any sign of a glitch or a break in the video. If what he was saying about a single frame being inserted was true, it would be pretty hard to spot. But I was convinced that I could so I watched.

I watched the first 10 clips before I stopped myself. The music videos he chose certainly were entertaining, but that didn’t prevent me from concentrating hard on each clip to try and spot the secret messages he was talking about. I smirked. Did these videos even have messages?

Maybe it was some elaborate prank they were both playing on me…

But then again… Seeing how casual Tracy was with her nakedness did give me pause. If it was a prank, she was pretty willing to play along just to get a laugh out of it.

Maybe the messages weren’t in the images like he said they needed to be. Or was that also untrue? Maybe the messages were in the music itself. After all, Tracy wasn’t watching videos, she was listening to music. Not that I could tell if it was actual music playing in her ears…

I took a deep breath. I’d have to watch the clips again and listen to the sound track. I looked at the time and I decided I didn’t have enough wiggle room to watch them again, so I waited until the next day.

Once they both left the condo, I quickly went to his computer and cued up the first video. I cranked up the volume and pressed play. The song bellowed in the condo and I closed my eyes to concentrate on the music. After the first 4 songs, I spotted Michael’s expensive headset hanging off his desk lamp and decided that I would better hear the subtleties of the supposed messages if I blocked out the ambient noises. I plugged in the headset and went back to the first video.

The sound was MUCH better. His head set was one of those noise cancelling headphones he was mentioning the other day. I could really hear every little detail in the music file. I had no other distractions, just the sound track. After I had watched the first 10 videos again, I had to admit that I stopped closing my eyes and just enjoyed the videos. I had plenty of time so I cued up a few more in the list. I got to the 20th video before I stopped and went to grab a bite.

I stretched and made myself a sandwich as I pondered what I had seen and heard. I did start to notice a few glitches here and there. And in the soundtrack… A few times I could swear that the music wasn’t EXACTLY like it should be. Was that his breakthrough? I wasn’t sure at all.

But at that point, I was determined to find them so I watched them all again.

After the first 20 videos, I was confident that I had noticed all the glitches. I could almost anticipate them… But I couldn’t see if it was only glitches or if they contained actual messages.

So I waited until the next day to try again. Somehow, it never occurred to me that I could pause or stop the clips on a glitch and see if I was right. I just listened and watched. I went through the same 20 videos before lunch and found that I had discovered a few more glitches. So naturally, I watched them all again that afternoon. If I could spot more glitches with every viewing, it was only logical to watch them again to see more of them right?

I watched all 20 videos in one sitting and was happy to see I was right. Every time I listened, I would notice a new one.

And it continued the next day…

If nothing else, his videos were certainly fun to watch. I felt so calm and relaxed as I concentrated on them.
After 5 days of watching the first videos over and over, I was confident I had finally found all the glitches. Be it in the images or in the soundtrack. So I decided to cue up the next set of videos. Videos 21 to 25 were more of the same, but as I started to watch number 26, I immediately noticed that it was a film. Well… A short clip of random images really.

Same with all the videos going up to number 40. The short movies weren’t longer than any typical music video, so I was able to watched them all before lunch. And I watched them again once I was done eating.

Glitches were harder to spot in the short clips and it took me 6 days before I was confident I had discovered them all. I felt like I was playing some sort of game. Spot the glitches! I was getting pretty focused on them, so much so that I couldn’t wait for them to leave in the morning. I didn’t want them to know that I was watching the clips and I made a point not to talk about it.

​The only down side was that I was losing track of time. I missed a scheduled interview and only noticed when I got an e-mail telling me I was late. I looked at the words, but I didn’t really care. There was always more job offers out there. Right now I was more interested in the glitches than any possible career.

Not like Michael. He was very busy with his work and he didn’t spend that much time at the condo. And when he did, Tracy wasn’t far behind and he spent MOST of his time in his room. I was happy for him though. Tracy was a gorgeous blonde and if he was right about her being so very willing in bed, well it meant that he was happy and satisfied. What more could a person wish for?

It didn’t even bother me that much that I kept seeing her naked. It was true that she seemed more and more at ease around me. I mean… Why would it bother her if I saw her naked? According to Michael, she thought of herself as his little fuck doll. If he didn’t tell her to dress when she went to the bathroom, she wouldn’t. He must like to have her body on display like that. She certainly had the body for it.

When I cued up the 41st video, I almost laughed. It was a spiral! How wonderfully corny! I almost closed it to go to the next video. But the song was… Catchy… So I decided to watch it anyway. The video was way longer though. The song had obvious glitches and it made me believe that either he was being less subtle, or I was getting better.

When the video finally stopped, I looked at the time and it was already noon! Woah… That went by fast… After I had a bite to eat, I decided to watch it again while trying to notice the time as it played on.

After the first hour, I started to notice weak glitches. So subtle that I almost missed them. I had to really concentrate if I wanted to spot those. I became so concentrate on the clip that I completely forgot about the clock. It didn't matter really, what I needed to do was find the glitches.

The day went by so fast! But I didn’t mind at all. The video was fun and relaxing. I watched it for 4 more days before I was confident I had found all the little glitches. As I cued up number 42 the next morning, I pouted as I realized that it wasn’t a video. It was just a sound track. In fact, I realized that 42 up to 60 were all sound tracks.

Sound tracks…

With stunning clarity, I realized that I wouldn’t have to watch them on his computer! I bit my lip as I started to copy them to my phone. I was so excited, sound tracks meant that I would be able to listen to them while Michael was here in the condo… Which I did.

The first few days, and nights… I listened intently to all the songs and found many little glitches. They were easy to find. Which made me realize that maybe it was the whole point. Have me notice the obvious ones so I don’t notice the subtler ones…

​I wasn’t going to fall for that trick! So I listened to the sound tracks again and again, even while I lay in bed. After a few days, I realized I was right! There was a lot of subtler glitches I could detect. I had to give it to Michael, he certainly knew his stuff! He was pretty masterful in his editing.

He really was extremely talented. And cute...

And his cock? Woah…

I had to admit that if I had known that his cock was so nice, I would have tried my hand at dating him back in the day. I didn’t go peak in his room or anything like that, I just came out of my room one evening to go to the bathroom and when I passed them in the living room. I smiled as I saw Tracy kneeling naked between Michael’s legs. Right there in the living room. Michael was watching a movie or something and Tracy was slowly taking care of his rather massive erection.

I briefly thought it odd that they would be so open, but the more I understood their relationship, I realized that it was perfectly normal. Tracy saw herself as his sexual slave and Michael had been open about using her only for her ability to satisfy his desires. He was in his home after all, so why wouldn’t he enjoy the fruits of his labour?

Now a days, Tracy almost striped as soon as she walked through the door. She was basically naked from the moment she entered the condo up until she left. Michael clearly liked her that way and since she was his fuck doll, it was perfectly normal. And since it was normal, it didn’t bother me at all.

She certainly had a beautiful body. Michael had chosen well…

Every day I could see them fucking all over the apartment, but that too was pretty normal since I understood how their relationship worked. I would go in the kitchen, still listening to my sound track, and see Michael slowly fucking Tracy bent over the table. I smiled as I saw how happy she looked as she let him enjoy her while she listened to her special tracks. Part of me thought that Micheal could at least fuck her without them, but then again, she ALWAYS had her earbuds on so it was perfectly normal.

I’m not sure when I started, but I felt so comfortable while I was in the condo that I started to wear less and less. I mean… Why bother right? Tracy and Michael spent most of their time inside without barely any clothes on. I felt like I was the one being weird. Out of place… I was a little surprised when I saw Michael walk around the living room naked, but he had just fucked Tracy for a good half hour and was headed for the shower anyway.

Why dress if you are going to undress right after?

Of course, I couldn’t deny that it all turned me on. If only a little… It was like I had my own private porn channel! Not that I was spying on them or anything… But Michael rarely bothers to close his door anymore so I sometimes manage to see them while I walk pass.

One day, I thought I would see Michael and Tracy in their room again, but to my surprise, it was only Tracy. She was kneeling on the bed, naked of course, with her ear buds firmly in place. She was slowly masturbating as she looked off in the distance. I found it odd, but then again, she must be concentrating on her files just as I was.

Did masturbation help I wondered...

To me it felt like it would be distracting, yet Tracy looked incredibly concentrated. That night, I imitated her pose and slowly rubbed my clit as I listened to the soundtracks. It was very distracting at first, but as the second song started, I reached a state that felt… Right… I realized that Tracy wasn’t masturbating to make herself cum. No… She was only making herself feel good. Relaxed… Almost like meditating… The dull pleasure seemed to help my mind center itself on the songs. Making my body feel good while my mind was free to concentrate. It was strange, but it felt good so I continued.

I did that for a few days and couldn't believe how incredibly helpful it was to do it like Tracy.

One day, Micheal surprised us both by giving us each a pair of state of the art headsets. Just like his, but with Bluetooth capabilities. I understood why he was giving one to Tracy, but I didn’t understand why he was giving one. He told me that he had noticed how much I was listening to my music lately. He apologised and told me he felt bad about using Tracy out in the open so much. I realized he thought that I had started to listen to my music to drown out their carnal activities.

I laughed and told him that it wasn’t the reason at all. I lied and told him I was listening to a bunch of self-help tapes that were supposed to help me with up coming interviews. He laughed but insisted I accept his gift anyway. Regardless of the reason, he felt like spoiling me so I accepted.

He was so thoughtful...

In truth, I was really excited. Theses headphones were top of the line. Once I plugged them in and started the first song, I could immediately hear the difference. The sound quality was out of this world! It was so amazing that I started to discover even more hidden glitches and nuances that I would never have heard before!

I spent the next few days enjoying the hunt...

Tracy surprised me yet again. As I was doing the dishes, I felt soft hands caress my hips as they reached in the soapy water. It was very odd that Tracy was anywhere near the sink while I washed the dishes. She usually doesn’t do any chores around the condo. Why would she? Micheal didn't invite her in his home for her scrubbing talents.

Her touch surprised me, but I didn’t move. I felt her naked breasts press up against my back as I watched her fingers scoop up a bunch of bubbles from the sink.

I watched her hands move up and playfully stick some bubbles on each of my nipples. Which made me realize that at some point in the past few days, I had stop wearing a top. The realization didn’t bother me at all. If Tracy could be naked, why couldn’t I? I still wore panties though… I mean… I wasn’t Michael’s toy like Tracy was. She was the one fucking that gorgeous cock. Not me.

I turned around as Tracy pulled her hands away. She stood there, blushing! She was actually blushing! Why would she feel embarrassed? Of course, she was completely naked except for the new headphones on her head. She looked at me and slowly came closer and closer. Our nipples touched and I idly thought that she could probably tell that mine were as hard as hers. I didn’t move an inch as she carefully planted a soft kiss on my lips.

It was so tender… So soft…

She didn’t go any further and giggled as she turned and left. I wondered briefly why I let her kiss me like that, but I soon realized that Michael had not been as present at the condo these past few days. Poor Tracy… Michael probably told her to come over and sleep here even if he wasn’t here. He was too busy with his work so Tracy was left to wait here while she listened to her tunes and masturbated.

Of course she would feel extra horny!

As I kneeled in my bed later that night and slowly circled my clit, I remembered fondly the taste of her lips. I had been curious in my youth and explored my sexuality with a few girls back in the day, but I had decided that I wasn’t gay. I liked men. I loved cock.

Yet… I couldn’t deny that Tracy’s little kiss felt wonderful… Natural…

I mean… I knew she wasn’t in love with me or anything. She was only horny! I’ll have to speak to Michael about that. Making Tracy a horny obedient sexual slave is all fine and good, but he better take care of her! It’s the least he can do! Right?

For the next few days, I noticed that Tracy was eying me more and more. I even caught her winking at me while she was blowing Michael in the bathroom. I had a few things to get in there and Michael was under the shower. I had seen him naked so many times that I figured he wouldn’t mind if I stepped in to grab my things. He had just stepped out and was drying his hair with a towel while Tracy kneeled to suck him. I briefly wondered why she hadn’t showered with him. I mean… It would have been hot to have her wash him. All wet… Steamy…

But she was bone dry… Anyway, she looked at me while I rummaged in the pharmacy. She smiled with her eyes as her bright red lips visibly enjoyed the cock in her mouth. Then she wink at me! Like she was happy to see me or something. For some reason, I felt that I had to wink back. As if it wasn’t polite to just leave.

Tracy sure was a strange type of girl!

More and more I found myself thinking about how hot it would be to fuck Tracy. She was basically a fuck doll right? A toy. How hot it would be to just go in their room and fuck her… I bet… No… I know Michael wouldn’t mind. He didn’t see her as his girlfriend. There was no love between them. Not in the conventional sense... Did he even see her as a person? Or just a toy? Regardless… From the way Tracy was eying me, I knew she wouldn’t mind either.

It got me so curious...

So the next day, after she came in the condo and undressed, I followed her in his bedroom after she had knelt on the bed. I went to kneel in front of her and was relieved to see her smile. It was so genuine! Like I had just made her day! I didn’t wait for her to make a move and dove right in for a kiss. Her lips joined in immediately.

She felt so soft… So… Tight…

Our hands slowly began to explore each other’s curves as our kisses got more intense. She certainly worked out a lot to maintain such a sexy body. Which made me realize that maybe I should do the same. I could be as sexy as Tracy if I wanted. But that was for later… I felt her hands grab my naked ass and I idly wondered when I had taken my panties off. Had I even put some on today?

It didn’t matter.

Her hands found my tits and massaged them expertly. Obviously, she had some experience with women…  Lust carried us up into a mindset where nothing else existed. Just the other’s body… Hands… Lips… Nimble fingers…

Before I knew it, I was on my back as she licked and sucked on my swollen clit. I had never been so turned on it my life! Her mouth did wonders as my pleasure slowly climbed to heights I only read about in dirty novels.

And I came…

God I came so hard…

It took a long while before I finally came back down from my cloud. I had trouble catching my breath as I looked down between my legs at Tracy’s smiling face. She looked so happy! Like… Like it brought her pleasure to have brought me off.

Of course it did. She was a fuck doll. For her, bringing pleasure to others was her purpose in life. What ever bad feeling I had about using her like this evaporated. Her smiling face made me forget that she had been ‘programmed’ to be like this.

But as I looked at her, I realized that even if she liked it, she surely felt as horny as any girl would. Yet… She didn’t ask for anything. She just obeyed and yielded to my desire. I smiled and decided that I could at least  try to repay the favour. Not because I felt bad for her, but because I was suddenly very curious about trying to pleasure a woman.

Where had that desire spring from?

I pushed the question out of my mind as I marshalled my strength and made my way back to her lips. We kissed for a while before I pushed her on her back. She didn’t protest and just smiled as I kissed my way down her perfectly toned body. Once I reached her pussy, I smiled when I saw how WET she was. At least I’m exciting her a little bit!

It didn’t taste as bad as I thought it would. Which only helped me concentrate on her little moans as I tried different things. I didn’t know what I was doing, but Tracy was a doll and didn’t complain or showed any signs of  impatience. After all, she was a fuck toy and didn’t expect anything in return. She just laid there and enjoyed…

When she finally came, I felt a rush like I had never felt before. I had done that to her… I had brought her off… I was the one that gave her pleasure…

It felt so rewarding!

Why hadn’t I ever felt this incredible rush before?

The next few days were a blur as I listened and masturbated by day while I waited for Tracy to get home. I realized we always had a window of opportunity before Michael got back from work. Tracy was always willing and ready to indulge my request and either fucked me or let me pleasure her. I wasn’t getting addicted or anything, but the pure feeling of elation whenever I made her cum was certainly alluring all by itself.

Besides, I had to fuck her before Michael got home because after that, she only had eyes for him. Which was fine really, he was her owner after all. Almost like clockwork, once we were done having our fun, she would look at the time and when Michael was about to get home, she would run over to the door like an excited little puppy and kneel.

She would smile as she listened to her special music and wait for him to enter. I didn’t WANT to spy on them, but a few times I was privy to the scene as he got home. She didn’t move a muscle as she watched him enter and put his keys in the bowl next to the door. She didn’t move as he put his briefcase down. She would just stay kneeling… Watching him calmly as he removed his jacket. They only time she actually moved was when he slowly unzipped his pants and approached her. She would then open her mouth and let him insert his half erect cock. I bit my lip as I thought that even deflated, his cock looked gorgeous.

Yummy even…

The few times I watched, she would either blow him quickly so he would cum or blow him until he pulled her mane so her mouth would pop off his slip cock. He would then pull her up to kiss her before he pushed her over the sofa. It made me notice that he rarely orders her to do anything. She just does lets his hands guide her in whatever position he desires her to be in.

Like the other day, she had dropped her head set on the ground and was bending over to grab it when he came up behind her. She kind of froze in place as she felt his hand on her lower back. Without a word, he just slipped in her soaking pussy and fucked her right in the middle of the kitchen. I know because I was eating a salad at the table. Not 5 feet away...

He briefly asked if they were bothering me. Which it didn’t. Not at all. Tracy loves to be fucked and if I’m honest, seeing Michael in action always puts me in a good mood.

It was so simple between them. No hassle… No complicated feelings… Just a toy and her owner.

My days became a blur as I got lost in the videos and songs Michael played over my head set. I’m not sure when my headphones started to connect to his computer instead of my phone, but I didn’t care because the songs were always so nice. I would get a distinct pinging sound when the song was tied to a video, which I some how knew would be playing on every television in the condo. It always made me feel so relaxed. So good… And a little horny!

At one point, the music felt different and I had a distinct urge to lay down in my bed instead of kneeling like I usually did. The song felt much more intense… So relaxing… I kind of drifted off…

Until Tracy was on top of me. For a split second, I wondered what she was doing in my room, but as she smiled my thoughts evaporated. She was horny… I was horny… We kissed and fondled each other until I found myself on top of her in a very classic 69 position.

I was in heaven as her expert tongue did wonders for my arousal. Her musk and taste was, as always, perfect as I licked and sucked through the haze of pleasure. To my surprise, she used her fingers more and more INSIDE my pussy to delicious effect. She usually only sticks her tongue in, but I wasn’t against her new technique.

I got lost in the haze of pleasuring her as she fucked me. Pleasing her felt so natural… So good… Not to mention how big her fingers were getting. Was she trying to fit her whole hand in there? No… Certainly not…
But it did feel like she had just gotten the PERFECT size. God it made me think of the size of a cock… I could almost imagine it was Michael’s cock going in… So deep…

I realized I wouldn’t be completely against the notion of having Michael fuck me. He certainly could make Tracy cum hard. I remember seeing him fuck her in their bed with so much gusto that she actually fainted from the orgasm. Which she only experienced after he came deep inside her. Tracy is such a good fuck toy…

My fantasy felt so real I could almost feel hips banging against my ass as imaginary Michael fucked me just as hard. My pleasure crested and I almost felt like Tracy’s fingers expanded… Just like a cock… Filling my pussy with warm delicious cum… Of course, that was all in my head…

The next day was the same, my song felt different and I zoned out until Tracy arrived and we started to fuck… But as I licked her, I realized that something tasted way different. Better even… Had she… Oh god! That was so naughty… Did she actually come see me AFTER Michael fucked her? Oh fuck that’s hot…

As I licked her I could clearly taste cum inside her pussy. Which I oddly didn’t mind. It was surely Michael’s cum and by now, I had see her swallow so many of his loads that I was actually curious to taste it myself. She always seems to like it so much! I remember wondering if that was Michael’s doing…

As our pleasure grew, she switched and started to do her little finger-cock trick. I was lost in a haze again and could only be amazed as I experienced her talented fingers. Just like a cock… How strange and exciting…
Michael’s cock must surely feel something like this…

4 more days went by like that… Or I think… It was hard to keep track of days anymore… Either I slept like a baby after fucking Tracy, or I would zone out as I listened to Michael’s special music.

​The next day, the special ping sounded in my headphones and I was so happy to see that a special blend of swirls accompany the strange tonal music that played in my headphones. All day I kneeled and watched the video… Slowly rubbing my self... Losing track of time…

Until Tracy blocked off the screen as she started to kiss me. My idle thoughts barely registered before they evaporated as we tumbled on the ground in a naked heap. After a long make out session, we ended up in a 69 position, with me on top of course, and we licked each other like there was no tomorrow. I kept expecting her to use her magic fingers, but she didn’t. I didn’t mind since she was so good at licking me, but I found myself longing for her fingers…

Which made me realize… A girl is all well and good, but what I really love and need is a cock.

Like Michael’s cock for instance…

Like an answer to my prayers, I heard the door open and close. Was Michael home? I didn’t want to look because it would be impolite to stop pleasuring Tracy. My ears strained to listen through the pleasure. Yes… It was Michael! He was home! That was his keys dropping in the bowl… His briefcase hitting the floor… His jacket being hanged…

He was walking now… Towards us!

For a split second, I felt I should stop using his toy. Maybe even felt a little embarrassed to be caught using her without his permission. But somehow… I thought that the sight of us naked and having fun wouldn’t bother Michael. Or I hoped!

I heard his footsteps stop right in front of me. Was he watching us? Was it making him hard I wondered…

After what felt like an eternity, I heard him speak up through the soft music in my ears.

“Would you mind it terribly if I used her pussy while she licks you? She usually takes care of my stress relief when I get home from work.”

He was so polite! I sucked hard on Tracy’s clit before lifting myself up to a sitting position.

“Of course not Michael! I’m so sorry for keeping her occupied! I know you like to use her when you get home! I should have known…” I said as Tracy never missed a beat. ”I’ll… I’ll just leave you 2 go at it.."

As my eyes lifted to meet his, they stopped as they took in his cock. It was so… Beautiful… He was already naked and standing at attention. So hard… My thoughts evaporated as I took in his musk. God I wanted that cock…

“No a problem at all…Tracy told me you had started to fuck.” He said as he kneeled. “You can stay there if you wish. I know how talented her tongue can be. Feel free to stay until you cum. As a matter of fact, as long as I can use her as I see fit, you can use her any time you want!”

I was mesmerized. My eyes followed his cock as he lifted her waist and pulled her in until his cock slipped inside her wet pussy.

“Ahhh… That’s the stuff…” he moaned as he impaled her completely.

Which made Tracy moan loudly in my pussy as I moved to stay on her mouth, sending delicious thrills along my nerves. I watched as his cock went in and out of her pussy in a rhythm that felt almost hypnotic. Even If I felt incredible amounts of pleasure as Tracy continued to lick and moan in my pussy, I somehow knew I wouldn’t cum. I was left on the bring… The edge… Watching Michael’s cock use Tracy’s pussy while she ate me aroused me to no end.

And I knew Tracy loved it all. Michael didn’t mind me being there on his toy… He said as much… The only thing that was stopping me from crossing over into a massive orgasm was the fact that it wasn’t polite to cum before Michael. I knew it deep down in my bones. It’s not polite at all... Especially since I'm using his exquisite toy to reach it!

She is his toy after all. Not mine.

So I watched and stayed on the edge as Michael fucked Tracy. Until he finally jabbed hard and I saw his whole body tense up with the strength of his orgasm…

Which seemed to unlock mine…

And Tracy’s…

We all came hard. Very hard… I lost conscious thought as the wave crashed through my brain. The next thing I knew, I felt strong arms carry me to my bed, where I slept like a baby…

The next day was exactly the same. Michael set up his video and I would watch until Tracy jumped me. Again, I expected her to use her magic cock fingers, but she didn’t. We got lost in our romp until Michael got home and I had to stop licking so he could fuck her.

The following day, it was still the same, but as I licked Tracy, I decided that I was tired of watching Michael fuck Tracy while I watched. So when he arrived and got naked…

“You just can’t keep your hands off each other, can you?” he said with a smile. “Would you mind moving out of the way? I need Tracy’s pussy.”

I lifted my head but instead of answering him with a ‘sure go ahead’ like I did the day before, I looked up in his eyes and let all my lust show through. Which was hard because I wanted to look at his cock. As he looked down I could see he was perplexed. I slowly opened my mouth, just like I had seen Tracy do so many times before.

If I wanted his cock, I had to prove that I could at least be as naughty as Tracy. I had no doubt that my oral skills wouldn’t come close to Tracy’s. I mean… She sucks him daily and has come to know him intimately. I could never compete with that… But if I could taste him… Be good enough… Maybe he would want to fuck me too… God that would be so incredible…

He immediately understood what I was proposing and searched my eyes for a moment before approaching me. I didn’t break eye contact as he slowly placed his shaft on my extended tongue. A shiver of pleasure ran down my spine as I realize his precum tasted just as good as what I had tasted in Tracy’s pussy. I barely thought about it, but this was a line we had never crossed…

He slowly inserted himself in my waiting mouth and I realized that I didn’t mind at all. In fact… It felt more like I had longed for this moment for the past weeks. Anticipating it… Dreaming of it… Fantasizing about it…

I can’t say that I was at my best, but it looked like I was enough for him to want more… After he fucked my mouth for a while, he smiled and moved behind me. Oh fuck… I wanted that so bad…

He teased my entrance a little and it only made me burn with need. I was so desperate for him to stick it inside me...

And he did… Oh god did he ever…

He slowly pushed inside my swollen pussy and every inch felt like heaven. Like I couldn’t possibly take any more without cuming… But I didn’t… Inch after inch… He pushed himself in… Stretching me so deliciously… Until I finally felt his hips hit my ass.

God it felt EXACTLY how I imagined it would feel… As if I had felt him inside me before…

I briefly thought it was exactly how Tracy’s fingers felt, but the thought was pushed out of my mind as he started to pump in and out of me. Each stroke sent goosebumps all over my skin as a new sort of feeling bloomed deep inside me. A feeling of deep satisfactions as I felt his cock drive itself inside my soft pussy. His cock felt… Perfect… Exquisite… I had never felt anything like it. No wonder Tracy didn’t mind being his sex slave…

Again and again, he rammed himself inside me, making me reach multiple peaks that felt like micro orgasms. But it felt more like edging… Or cuming? I wasn’t sure and I didn’t care…

Michael was fucking me and nothing else mattered.

My whole being shrank down to the sheer carnal bliss of feeling his cock enjoy me. I could almost FEEL how much pleasure I was bringing him… Just like I felt when I pleasured Tracy, the elation of that knowledge sent my brain into overdrive, shutting down everything except the massive amounts of pleasure I was feeling.

As I lay on my bed that night, completely and utterly satisfied, I couldn’t help but understand how Tracy felt as she served him. He was such a powerful and talented lover...

The next morning brought a new routine to Michael’s morning. As he made himself breakfast and sat down with his paper, I watched with a hint of jealousy as Tracy obediently went under the kitchen table and proceeded to suck him while he ate and read his paper. The scene was so erotic…

I licked my lips as I remembered how he tasted the night before. Michael looked so relaxed as Tracy slowly licked and sucked. Of course, I could see how comfortable they both were with their respective roles. I knew Tracy understood that her purpose in life was to pleasure and serve Michael. And as I looked at Michael, I knew he understood that he owned Tracy.

I bit my lip hard as I saw him tense up and deliver a load inside Tracy’s talented mouth. Which she sucked up like the good slave she was. I could only imagine how good she felt as she swallowed his seed…

He surprised me by slappinf my ass playfully as he left for work. It made me smile that he took the time to do that. I wasn’t his toy like Tracy, but we did share an incredible evening and his little gesture make me feel all warm inside. As I cleared the dishes, a ping in my headphones told me a new video was starting. I wasted no time and went in the living room. I kneeled in front of the television and slowly started to rub my clit as I waited for the video to start.

No sooner had I kneel that I saw Tracy come over and kneel besides me. I didn’t look, but I knew she had started to rub herself too. It was glad she joined me. It probably meant that we would be listening to the same tracks as we watched. Maybe will get extra horny…

The colors and patterns slowly filled the screen as the music blasting in our headphones soothed us. Relaxing us… I was still smiling as I briefly remembered that I used to look for glitches in Michael’s videos… I should have just relaxed and let them calm me… Let them work their magic…

The last thoughts were pushed out of my mind as I drifted off into relaxing bliss.

Until our view was blocked by Michael. He stood before us, completely naked and… Hard… We were so engrossed by his video that we didn’t hear him come in. Oh god… We didn’t wait for him at the door either! I looked at Tracy and she winked playfully as she looked back up at Michael and opened her mouth.

Right! He just got back from work…

I quickly opened my mouth and looked up. Michael smiled, which sent shivers of pleasure down my spine. He looked from one to the other, as if debating on which of us to use. It made me feel so horny to know that he was even considering me in his choice. I felt like pleasuring him would be… Would be so incredibly rewarding! He finally took a step towards me and my heart raced as his cock found it’s way inside my mouth.

He chose me!

God his cock tastes so good… I tried to imitate Tracy and tried not to move as he slowly inserted himself, but it was hard not to get carried away in my desire to pleasure him. I marshalled my will and tried not to move as he slowly pushed in. Inch after inch… Until he went a little too far and I gagged.

“Seems you’ll need to practice…” he commented.

I kicked myself for not thinking about this sooner. With his size… I knew I would have trouble taking him all the way in! He didn’t seem to mind too much as he gauged how much he could feed me.

Turned out to be about half…

He fucked my face like that for a while before pulling me off his cock. I was a little disoriented as the haze of the pleasure I was feeling at pleasing him faded. He had moved behind me and I felt his hand push me to the ground. I barely had time to register my new position as he spread my ass cheeks and pushed into my pussy.

My mind went blank with pleasure the instant I felt him bottom out. He was using me for his pleasure… I was pleasing him… God it felt so rewarding… So good… The haze took me away as my body stocked piled each wave of pleasure his cock made me experience. I managed to keep most of my pleasure at bay because I knew that it was so terribly impolite to cum before Michael had taken his pleasure form me...

But once he had, we came hard and all I could think about was how lucky Tracy was…

As the pleasure slowly faded and left me in a cloud of post coital bliss, I felt a new understanding of Michael as a person. As his cock slowly deflated and slipped out, I couldn’t help but feel incredibly satisfied. Not because of my own orgasm, which was mind boggling to say the least. No… It was a feeling of deep elation as the emotional pleasure seemed to course through my veins. A sense of accomplishment I had only felt with Michael. A feeling that came when I knew I was pleasing him.

Servicing him… No relationship in the world ever offered me such peace and pleasure.

My body felt like it had finally awoken to it’s true calling. I only hoped that Michael felt the same.

I got my answer later that evening as he saw me walk by the living room. I didn’t hear him because I had my special headphones on, but I understood by his wave that he wanted me to join him. I went to stand in front of him and watched him as his eyes roamed my curves. I wasn’t ready for it, but a sudden spike of pleasure made my skin feel incredibly hot. He was admiring my body… Not Tracy’s.

I immediately saw that his cock started to rise as he observed me. God… I was really exciting him! I wanted nothing more than to kneel and nurture is growing arousal, but I felt like I shouldn’t be looking at his cock. I felt like I should be looking up in his eyes. It was the polite thing to do. When he finally lifted his eyes to look into mine, he smiled. Such a wonderfully warm smile…

My knees felt so weak…

He then motioned towards the sofa next to him and I quickly sat down next to him. I tore my eyes away and looked at what he was watching, but I soon lost interest. It wasn’t anywhere near as captivating as his videos, but I watched anyway. I felt like it was impolite to just stare at him and his cock.

It didn’t last long though. I felt his hand grab a fistful of my hair. Oh god… I felt him pull and guide me down until I came face to face with his cock! Oh god… He wanted me to… While he watched… Oh god… I didn’t hesitate and opened my mouth just in time for his cock to go in.

God he tasted so good…

Just like Tracy… He had just grabbed my head and placed my mouth on his cock. I realized, as I slowly sucked around his shaft, that this meant he felt the same… That he understood that I was willing… No… Eager… Yes… Eager to please him. To feel that incredible elation as I fulfilled his desires…

I almost came as I realized that his simple gestured meant that he wanted to claim me. That he wanted to own me… As I licked, I realized that I wanted nothing more than to be owned by him…

That intense realization made my eyes roll to the back of my head as something inside finally clicked into place. As my mouth lavished his incredible cock and I felt his hand slowly guide my rhythm by the roots of my mane, I finally saw my own desires with a clarity that almost made me cum.

I wanted to be his fuck doll... His sexual slave...

Everything fell into place so naturally after that. Since Tracy does so much for him at work, I decided that I would be useful at the condo. I do the chores and make the meals. I don’t mind at all. I want his home to be spotless. He deserves nothing else. He works so hard during the day, it’s only natural that he relax when he is home. With us…

We’ve all grown into a sort of routine, since Tracy usually sleeps in his bed, she wakes him with a blowjob. Most of the time though, he doesn’t cum and just relaxes as he slowly wakes. As he moves to the shower, I join in and wash him from head to toe. He some times likes me to use my modest tits to clean his cock, which usually ends up making a mess instead, but I don’t mind at all.

While that is going on, Tracy makes him a nice healthy breakfast which she only learned to do after I showed her what Michael to eat when he got up. Other than us of course...

Once he is dressed and sits down to eat, we wait at attention on either side of him. Most of the time, he snaps his fingers towards one of us and we go kneel under the table to take care of him. Again, he doesn’t always cum, but we don’t care, as long as he is enjoying us.

Especially that when he doesn't cum in our eager mouths, he usually makes a point of fucking one or both of us before he leaves.

Tracy then goes to shower and get ready for work while I clean up the kitchen. I do the laundry and clear all my chores before going to kneel on my bed. I’m so lucky… He decided to spoil me again and installed a television right in front of my bed. Now I can relax and masturbate while his lovely videos fill the screen.

Tracy usually comes home before him and we spent an hour or 2 fucking and gossiping. She tells me all the dirty things he has her do while they work. She tells me that he got a promotion recently and that she tagged along as his personal secretary! They work a lot of course, but she says he always finds a little time to use her during the day.

He set up a special little speaker that he can activate with his phone, when it chimes, we both know that he is about to arrive. We both run to the door like excited schoolgirls and kneel to wait for him. We never know what he’ll want when he gets home, but we always offer him our mouths to start with.

We’ve become rather good at servicing him as a team. It helps that I enjoy kissing Tracy almost as much as kissing his cock. Michael often makes us kiss a little before pushing his cock between our combined lips. It was a little awkward to time ourselves to create a good tunnel for him to fuck, but now we've become experts!

Especially since it's with Tracy... It feels so good and natural to pleasure ourselves that nothing seems to ever feel wrong.

After his initial use of us, I go and prepare diner while he organizes his things and plans his next day. Many different things can happen before, during and after supper. I usually always take care of the meals, but the other day, Tracy HAD to come take over for me because as I stood next to the stove and fried some vegetables in the frying pan, I felt Michael's strong hands at my lower back.

Which made me stop what I was doing of course!

My skin felt alive with goosebumps as my body instinctive reacted to his touch. I knew he wanted me. I had to stop what ever I was doing. Nothing else mattered. I let his hands push me forward until I had to brace myself against the counter. His fingers caressed my crotch from behind and I smiled as I knew he would be satisfied with my level of arousal. I always feel aroused when he his home.

I’m always wet and ready for him…

His hands then spread my ass cheeks and I briefly wondered if he would finally take me up the ass. Tracy had told me how he loves to do that with her. I didn’t feel jealous, but I did feel like he was missing out on something I was definitely ready to offer him. As I felt his cock head caress and slip inside my pussy, my thoughts vanished and I just enjoyed.

He was using me for his pleasure… Nothing else mattered…

I’m always ready and willing to please him in any way he wants…

It’s only after we both came that I saw the mess Tracy was making of my meal. Lucky for me, when he let his cock slip out of me, he didn’t grab my head, but Tracy’s. I regained my composure and continued the food prep as Tracy cleaned his deflating cock of our juices.

He loves to keep us on edge like that. Fucking us when we least expect it. But we love it. We live to obey his desires.

I lost track of how long it has been since I felt like he claimed me. Owned me. I only know that little by little, I’m getting the hang of slipping Master’s cock down my throat. I can’t quite take him all in, but he assures me that I’m making incredible progress. Being a sexual slave for Master is so rewarding…

Master…

When did I start thinking of him like that? It feels so right to call him Master though...

He owns me after all, Master seems like the most appropriate name for him. As I grab my headphones off the charging station, I smile as I think of how much useless time I spent trying to discover the little glitches in his videos and music. I can’t even remember why I bothered. His videos are so relaxing and perfect… They make me feel alive in ways I can’t explain. Only Master’s cock feels better. I can’t get enough.

I place the headphones over my ears and kneel in front of my television and let the swirls carry me away.

Why were the glitches important again? Maybe I just got curious or something...