by Sylvia Owens
I pointed him out to Janice and whispered some instructions in her ear.
“You can't be serious. How can I say that to a complete stranger? I... don't think I can...”
“You will do exactly as I command if you want to continue your training. It's your choice, though. I can call Herbert now and inform him that you have failed. I doubt he'll be interested in taking you back.”
Janice panicked as I reached for my phone.
“No, please don't! I want to complete the training. I'll do it.”
I put the phone back in my pocket and gestured toward the shoe department. Janice quickly made her way over. I stifled a laugh as poor Tim struggled to maintain eye contact with Janice. I could sense the tremendous willpower he exerted to resist looking at her cleavage.
“Good afternoon, ma'am. Can I help you find anything?”
Janice bit her lip and looked around the room nervously.
“Yes, actually. I need your cock. In my mouth.”
The look on Tim's face was priceless. He stood frozen in place, his mouth agape. Undeterred, Janice reached down and began massaging his cock through his pants.
“I need it in my cunt and asshole too. Is that okay?”
Tim tried to mutter a response, but could only nod his head in agreement. Janice maintained a gentle grip on his cock and led him to the dressing room. She tried to shut the door behind her, but I grabbed the frame and stop her.
“No privacy, Janice. I'll be keeping the door open while you pleasure this man.”
In reality, I had already used my powers to prevent anyone from seeing or hearing what was about to happen in the dressing room. I didn't want anyone raising a fuss or calling the police. Anybody passing by would simply see an empty room. Of course, Janice didn't need to know that. I wanted her to believe that she was on display for everyone.
Janice's cheeks flushed as she disrobed. I had put Janice on a strict diet and exercise regiment, and it was beginning to show. Her breasts were as gloriously busty as ever, but her tummy was nice and trim now. Her large tits and plump ass looked fantastic on such a small frame.
Tim remained shocked and speechless as Janice fell to her knees and unbuttoned his pants. I was surprised to see that Tim's cock was even larger than mine. It would be interesting to see if Janice could handle it.
She wasted no time taking him into her mouth, bobbing back and forth with an urgent pace. Perhaps she wanted to get this over with. Tim groaned in pleasure as Janice grabbed his butt and pushed herself harder, taking more of his cock down her throat. She looked up at him as she sucked, just as I had trained her. The sounds of her gagging on the cock filled the room, and though nobody else noticed, Janice was still blushing. Janice was making an admirable effort in giving Tim a throatjob, repeatedly unsheathing his cock and swallowing it back down. However, she struggled to get the last few inches down. With a mental suggestion, I encouraged Tim to participate, and he firmly gripped Janice's head and shoved the rest of his huge cock down her throat.
Janice was now at his mercy as Tim mercilessly fucked her face. Tears streamed down her face, but she obediently maintained eye contact and took it like a good slut. After just a few minutes of this, Tim pulled out and began unloading all over Janice's face. This seemed to to take her by surprise, but she quickly opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, inviting him to feed her more of his hot jism. The young man continued cumming on her for what seemed like ages. The poor guy must have been saving that load for quite a while.
When he finally finished, I commanded Tim telepathically to return to work and make no mention of this incident to anyone. Once he left, Janice rose to her feet and attempted to exit the dressing room.
“No. We're not finished here yet. Bend over and spread your cheeks.”
Janice let out a defeated sigh and complied. Another man soon entered the dressing room. I had picked him out from the passersby in the mall. This time my selection was a tall, muscular man. I wondered if Janice had ever been with a black guy before.
“Pick a hole and go to town. She's all yours.”
The man smiled and asked no questions. He quickly dropped his pants and pulled out his enormous cock. It must have been at least 10 inches and very thick. Janice trembled as he rubbed it against her asshole. She turned her head and looked back with fear in her eyes.
“Please be gentle.”
I telepathically suggested to the man that he needn't do any such thing. Janice shrieked as he buried the massive cock in her ass with one powerful stroke.
“Oh God, he's splitting me in two! Fuck!”
“If you don't think you can handle it, Janice, we can end this any time.”
Through gritted teeth, Janice replied, “No... I want to... finish my training. Thank you, sir.”
Janice's nails dug into the carpet as the man pounded her tight asshole with reckless abandon. His balls loudly smacked against her pussy with every hard thrust. He grabbed her hair and began yanking it back as he plowed her even harder and faster. Janice moaned in agony but continued taking it like a champ.
“Thank you, sir. Please cum in my asshole.”
Right on cue, the big man growled and unloaded inside her. Her asshole made an audible popping sound as he pulled out, and the thick cum dribbled out of her. I silently instructed the man to leave and keep this incident to himself, just as I had to Tim.
Janice's punishment was far from over, however. She needed to be literally fucked into submission. I selected more men to fuck and humiliate her, and before long a line had formed outside of the dressing room. I instructed the next two men to use her simultaneously.
The first man layed on the floor and disrobed. The other took position behind Janice as she squatted over the first man and slid his cock into her tight cunt. Once she started riding, the standing man was in position to pound her asshole, and pound it he did. Neither man was shy about ramming her holes with brute force. Janice's moans and cries were growing louder. If not for the psychic dampening field, she'd be causing quite a disruption.
Watching Janice sucking and fucking all these men was beginning to make me aroused. I surveyed the store, found a pretty blonde browsing halter tops, and mentally commanded her to come to me. She appeared to be in her early twenties, with an athletic build and nice C-cup tits.
“Is there something I can help you with, sir?”
“Absolutely. Get on your knees and swallow my cock.”
The cute young lady obeyed. By this time the two men in the dressing room were nearly finished with Janice. They increased their speed in unison, brutally slamming into her before depositing more fresh seed into her tight holes. I sent them on their way and invited the next man in.
One by one, the men in line took turns using the fuckdoll I had offered them. Some simply chose to skullfuck her. Others sampled all her orifices. One man enjoyed smacking her tits and face and calling her names. I allowed them all to use Janice however they pleased. For the next hour Janice accepted this punishment, letting each man use her body and cum inside her without resistance.
I was approaching climax myself. The girl sucking my cock wasn't as skilled as my whore-in-training, but the scene before me was titillating enough. I ordered the remaining men to form a circle, and for Janice to exit the dressing room and get on her knees in the center of the circle.
The men pulled their cocks out and began beating off. Janice even reached out to assist, sucking and jerking off each cock in turn. She was clearly exhausted from the non-stop fucking, but somehow found the energy and willpower to continue servicing every cock in arm's reach. One man grabbed her hair and shoved his cock in her mouth, pumping her throat for several long strokes before pulling out and blasting her face with cum. Inspired, I did the same with the blonde girl servicing me. Soon another man started cumming on Janice from behind. One after the other, the men showered her with their loads, hitting her in the eyes, chin, cheeks, tits and hair.
When the last man finished, Janice collapsed o
n the ground. She was completely drenched in cum. Her hair was a sticky, tangled mess, and her makeup was smeared all over her face. Plenty of cum was still leaking out of her pussy and asshole. I could sense that she was relieved that it was all over, but I didn't detect the frustration and indignity that I had earlier. She seemed at peace with what had happened, and no longer had the will or desire to fight. Perhaps she was beginning to get used to this sort of treatment, finally accepting her role as a servant of men.
“Good girl. Let's go home.”
