Reprogramming: The Complete Series

by Sasha Scott

  His three harem slaves were draped down around his body, sucking and licking on that hard tower of flesh, coating his erection with sloppy trails of messy drool as they moaned, taking the flavor of his hard dick into their mouths, even slurping on his full, heavy, hanging nuts.

  “W-w-what is this?” Yolanda managed to babble out, eyes darting around in shock and confusion, trying to comprehend everything.

  “This is my harem. They’re the rest of the women here who love me and my cock,” he explained coolly to her.

  “Don’t drag me into this, I’m only here because you forced me,” Roxanne complained, her hotly, exotic accent once again back in place. For her backtalk she received a firm slap of the ass.

  “Who is the one who begs for my cock every day?” he asked her, prompting her to avert her glance, “That’s what I thought. See Yolanda these are the other women who love me so if you want me to notice you, if you want my cock too you can see what you must do.”

  Her face felt like it was going to melt away as her cheeks overheated, her legs shaking as her pussy throbbed, trickling her juices down into her panties. This was so wrong and yet she loved him so much, she wanted that cock of his.

  “You want it, don’t you Yolanda?” he prompted, giving her that final push, “Say it.”

  “I want it…” she mumbled.

  “Say it louder!”

  “I want it!” she moaned out, squirming around in place, “I want your cock too!”

  “Good, then strip down for me and come and get it.”

  Dean had been waiting to see her body naked. While she was asleep he didn’t just put in that one change to her mind which meant she would believe everything he said. He made some more changes to her body.

  Just like the rest of his toys he made her into his type which meant she now possessed a pair of wide, squeezable hips which lead down towards soft thighs and supported a pair of fat buttocks.

  Up that flat stomach could be found a huge pair of tits, natural in texture and plumpness yet fake in size; the same going for her full lips.

  Along with that barbie doll makeover to her body she got a nice infection of nymphomaniac, her libido ramped up to make the sight of any cock that much more appealing; her added love for him making it uncontrollable.

  Eagerly Yolanda stripped off her clothes, revealing that reprogrammed body in all of its glory, pink pussy already gushing juices down her inner thighs while those nipples stood nice and hard.

  Excited she walked towards him, wiggling her wide hips seductively with every step, chewing down on her fat bottom lip.

  “C-can I touch it?” she asked him, looking for permission before she took any action.

  “I don’t just want you to touch it,” he explained, “these girls have been nice enough to make my cock nice and sloppy for you. They’ve used their drool to lube my manhood up, perfect for you to eat it up in your slutty pussy.”

  Perfect, such a choice of word. His cock did look completely and utterly perfect, hearing that he wanted her to ride it was a dream come true. She could barely contain herself from screaming out in joy like an overly stimulated superfan.

  “Thank you my love,” she moaned out, eyes looking at him with utter affection as she clambered up onto his lap, dragging her hips upwards to rest her dripping opening across the tip of his bulbous, throbbing, meat rod, “I hope I won’t let you down.”

  “You’re right because you know if you do well enough I might just make you my only lover.”

  That was more incentive than she needed. She wasn’t experienced at this kind of thing but now she had the motivation and the body to perform, dragging her powerful, wide, hips upwards before sending them slamming down onto his lap, engulfing his hard cock into her soft, wet, velvety insides with one drop of her body.

  Yolanda hissed out a groaning squeal as her tight insides were packed full of hard dick, his mammoth member stretching her open, leaving her trembling and leaking in place as she howled to the heavens.

  “So good, so good,” she hissed out in a crazed cocklust, her thick booty jiggling in place as she twerked her hips up and down, riding his lap like a seasoned pro.

  Dean groaned out, satisfied with having such a tight body milking his fat cock but his other toys were less pleased, watching with scornful, pouting faces as a new girl came to steal their territory.

  “Don’t look at me like that,” he said to that trio who glared at him. Dean took control of Yolanda, twisting her around so back to back suddenly became him spooned into her back, exposing her curvaceous body to the class, “instead I want you three to give our new friend some mouth action. Whoever does the best job I’ll do next.”

  That was the motivation they needed to work. She had three sensitive spots to aim for and each of them went in for the kill, Gina eagerly moving in first to dive between those spread thighs, lips latching around her clit while June and Roxanne went after her chest, slurping and teasing her stiff, sensitive, nipples.

  These actions revealed Dean’s final change to his newest toy. He had made her a bit more sensitive than his other creations. He had reprogrammed Yolanda’s erogenous zone to feel particularly good when being pleasured by the mouths of his other slaves.

  Yolanda’s entire body shook in place, writhing and bucking up and down, grinding herself across that thick, hard, pussy stretching member, her cries not yet quietening as she continued to squeal out.

  “What is this? What is this? It’s so good!? How can this feel so incredible!?”

  “Like it,” he said to herself, hooking two fingers into her gurgling mouth, drawing her heavy lidded eyes up towards him, “You don’t need to supervise me anymore. From now on you’re going to be working as a supervisor for me. You’re going to be keeping a track of my sex slaves. You’re going to be making sure they’re up to the right standard to serve me.”

  When he said it she’d already accepted as she squealed out in leg twitching pleasure, “Yes, yes, yes! I’ll give you the best slaves around!”

  Her hands reached up and latched behind the heads of the two women who were making her stiff nipples feel so blissful, her eyes rolling back into her head as wave after wave of quivering ecstasy rushed over her. She was being given the most pleasurable experience of her entire life and it was going to deliver the most explosive orgasm.

  The electrical surges of bliss washed through her as she began to gush, releasing a powerful orgasm that left her entire body shuddering, coating Gina with a messy layer of feminine lust, and still she had more to give.

  One orgasm was simply the starting point. That one burst broke down the dam and gave licence to the next and the next, almost like a chain of body tingling, ecstasy induced orgasms hitting one after the other, followed by another.

  Each of her orgasms made her body tighten up, her internal muscles tensing and squeezing down around Dean’s fat cock which remained buried deep in her body. While her orgasms were obviously incredibly pleasurable for her the spasms of her body were also pleasant for him, driving him towards his own release.

  He gripped tightly hold of Yolanda’s body as he felt his loins tingling, the surge starting to build towards release from his meat cannon. He was going to blow!

  “I can’t hold on any longer,” he informed his troops as his cock throbbed in place, “I’m going to cum. When I cum inside of you you will become my slave, forever!”

  What he told her was always the truth so when it came, when he bucked his hips upwards and began to release every squirt, every drop, every rope of his hot cream into her pussy the metaphorical collar was locked in place and she became his.

  Of course it wasn’t quite that simple, she had to squeal out and cum her brains out from having her insides flooded with cum and her sensitive erogenous zones played with in a lewd and messy display that left them all bathed in dripping fluids.

  Finally when it all came to an end Yolanda collapsed back into Dean’s body, panting heavily as she could hardly find any strength in her bod
y.

  “Your slave, Master,” she groaned weakly as his cock freed itself from her tightness, leaving her trickling the thick, warm, cum.

  He brushed his fingers through her hair, she’d done good. However he wasn’t done yet as the trio of Gina, June and Roxanne all jumped up, expecting.

  “So, who did best? Who gets your cock next?”

  He almost forgot about those three. He can’t just concentrate on one girl, he has an entire harem to satisfy and it seems to be every growing. At least now he has somebody to help manage them all.

  Fifth Entry: The Boss

  Since Yolanda was recruited onto team Dean things have been going swimmingly for the computer technician. With the women whose job it was to look after his work and supervise him now on his side it meant that the people upstairs were always getting a glowing report of his ability; no matter how much he played about Yolanda was always going to back him to the hilt so he stayed in the company's good books.

  That meant he could pretty much play around with his toys as much as he wanted, so that’s exactly what he did.

  Dean leant back in his chair, groaning his eyes closed, arms lifted high and wrapped up around the back of his head while his original servant, Gina, bobbed her head up and down the length of his cock, grinding around the base with her fat, soft, titties.

  He combed his fingers through her hair as he felt himself being forced towards an orgasm by the expert movements of her tongue. Yolanda’s new job, thanks to him, was supervising and training all of his harem members to make them up to the standard she had personally decided. Thanks to her all of his toys had gotten a lot more skilled in the act of making him feel good.

  Before he’d been coasting, letting their natural abilities and their amazingly reprogrammed bodies carry him towards pleasure but now, thanks to Yolanda, he could see the difference between a clumsy action and the work of a dedicated and hardworking pro.

  The way that Gina’s tongue caressed around the underside of his sensitive glans sent rushes of pleasure shooting down his loins as he panted heavily.

  “I’m cumming, make sure to swallow it all up,” he told her as he gripped her head tightly, keeping her lips wrapped up around the tip of his swollen member.

  Out it came, his orgasm, those hot ropes of cum spraying upwards, filling her mouth with a hot dose of sticky jizz that filled up her cheeks and her throat, sticking to her tongue and her insides, leaving her body flooded with warmth.

  She released that lip lock on his cock with a wet pop, Gina breathing heavily before closing up shop, arching her head back as she drank down every drop of his male cream, gulping it with bulges of her throat, opening back up and sticking her tongue out once she was finished to show she’d swallowed up every single drop.

  “Hmm good girl, you’re somehow getting even better at this,” he complimented her, making her smile warmly, swaying her curvy body from side to side.

  “Yolanda makes sure that we’re all up to scratch. She says if we don’t improve our skills then we won’t be allowed to play with your cock in the future!”

  “She does does she?” Dean knew that was a lie but he wasn’t going to correct her, after all it did seem like very good motivation to his cock addicted slaves.

  Gina nodded as she rested her head onto his leg like an obedient dog, “Hey Master, I was wondering something.”

  “What is it Gina?”

  “Why do you have such a low position in the company?”

  He really wasn’t expecting her to come out with something like that, “What do you mean?”

  “I mean like… Yolanda works in a nice office and so does Roxanne. She’s got a big job and she comes down here for sex all the time. Why do they work in offices and have important jobs when we’re down here in this dark computer lab?”

  She did have a point. Yolanda’s office was quite nice and Roxanne’s was beautiful. She had quite an important position in the company to always be coming down to the depths for a piece of meat. To somebody who didn’t have all the information the pecking order did seem quite off.

  “That’s just how things are,” he told her, still stroking through her hair.

  “Couldn’t you ask them for like a promotion or something? Why do you need to be the one fixing computers when you have other things to do.”

  “Things like?”

  “Like playing with me,” she said sheepishly. That one sentence made things a lot more clear.

  “Did you just mention this as you want me to have an excuse to play with you more?”

  She squirmed around in place, “What’s so wrong with that!?”

  He sighed. All of these pets of his were so damn greedy. However now that she’d mentioned it he couldn’t help but feel she had a point. After all he had the power to control, change and manipulate anybody in the company as he saw fit so why had he allowed himself to stay as the engineer for so long? Sure he liked working with computers but he didn’t need to settle for that; Dean could do anything he wanted.

  If he wanted he could have Yolanda’s position. If he wanted he could have Roxanne’s position. He could have any position he wanted in the company, why would he choose to stay at the bottom of the food chain?

  “I guess you do have a point,” he told her as he idly brushed through her hair, but what position could he take up in the company.

  Naturally, with a free choice, you’d want to go as high up the ladder as possible and sitting right at the top of the company was the boss. However Dean couldn’t just become the boss of the company, could he?

  So far everything he’d set his mind on he’d managed to accomplish and now this fresh idea was starting to creep in. Could he become the boss around here?

  The Dean of a few weeks ago never would have considered something like that but the more access he’d had to the reprogramming ability, the more he’d used it and abused it to change those around him, the more confident and ambitious he’d become. Now he was actually picturing it as a reasonable aim.

  However straight away he knew there was a problem. The employee database had a list of all the employees of the company but that employees not the employer, not the boss. The boss would have their own private database that would probably only be accessible from their own computer terminal.

  Plus there was no guarantee that the boss’ private database would carry the same ability as the employee one. The plan was already a no go.

  It’d be best for him to forget all about it and continue on with his current course of action. After all his current lifestyle wasn’t that bad.

  Sadly for Dean he couldn’t forget about that idea, he couldn’t get the lingering thought of becoming the boss of the company out of his mind.

  Recently he’d gotten a taste for power, for having control and getting everything he wants. Once the idea of being the boss enters his desires it becomes hard to erase it. He couldn’t simply forget it.

  It would definitely be a risk. He would be risking everything he had built up in the weeks since he’d discovered the power of reprogramming. He could be fired, removed away from the program that seemed to give him total control and separated from his harem.

  However if things paid off he would have all the power, all the control; there would be nobody in the company who would be able to stop him,

  Of course it also didn’t hurt that the head of the company was also a very, good looking, woman.

  Diana had taken control of the company from her father and had only made it even more successful under her reign. She wasn’t one who was simply coasting on the success of others, she had stamped her own authority on the place and was leading her business through an age of prosperity.

  Dean admired that she had managed to become such a big player in a male dominated business, however his lust now overpowered his brain when it came to making decisions.

  It was all well and good him admiring her hard work, her determination and her qualifications but he couldn’t ignore the fact she was a red haired beau
ty that looked far below her actual years and had long been a symbol of wanting for many men in the company.

  Now that there was a chance he could have her Dean wanted her too.

  That was why he formulated his plan, a plan to try and give him control over her. All he needed was enough time to access her computer and find what he needed. He needed a distraction.

  Luckily he just happened to have a bunch of women on hand who would do anything he asked and a database ready for changing that could make more troops on the ready. It was a risk but it was a calculated risk. Dean was aiming for the boss's seat.

  “Miss. Hammond, your one o'clock appointment is waiting for you.”