Jen’s hand reached up and started to pull at her bra, she fought it as hard as she could but the necklace grew colder and she let out a little whimper as her hard nipples popped free.
“There, isn’t that better?” the cold dark voice in her head said as a wicked grin crossed her lips and she let out a scream of frustration in her own mind.
Her hands reached around behind her back and unclasped her bra, letting it fall to the table in front of her, moments later the rest of her clothing rested on it as well.
She watched herself stand up straight, her reflection in the mirror showing her hands run up and down her body. The woman in the mirror looked calm, collected and in control.
Nothing could be further from the truth.
The truth was that Jen hadn’t been in control of her body in weeks. The necklace, or collar, or choker, or whatever you wanted to call it, was.
She’d been on assignment, modeling lingerie for the fall line up, when the photographer had suggested she try it on. As soon as she did, she felt the ancient evil take over her body and puppet it around like she was a marionette on strings.
She’d walked out of the photoshoot with it still around her neck, a quick blow job being more than enough payment for the photographer to let her take it home.
Jen was still unsure what the being that control her wanted, or for that matter why it kept going to the photo shoots. Or why it had started to accept jobs she would never have done before, like this one.
She’d fought against full nude photo shoots for her entire career and now she was about to do her first one.
Jen’s body turned from the mirror and walked out on set and took up the first pose the photographer wanted her in, a slight tingle running down her spine as the flash went off.
“Yes, that’s right, suck it all in.” the cold dark voice in Jen’s head said but she didn’t need the encouragement really.
Her lips were wrapped around the hard shaft, her eyes blinked as the camera flash went off, but she didn’t hesitate for a moment. She was kneeling between a man’s legs, just the latest in a line of adult photo shoots she’d been doing over the last few months.
She’d finally given up fighting the voice, there was no point in it. She’d even been a little bit horrified when she realized that after the fifth or six one that she was no longer a puppet to the voice, but an active participant.
It hadn’t lasted long though, passing quickly as the next man, and the next, and the next, came on or in her.
She felt the man stiffen and his cum flow in to her mouth, she held it all until he was done, then she opened her mouth and let the camera take several photos his load before she swallowed it all.
“I love your necklace!” the perky young woman said as she stood behind Jen, fixing her hair.
“You like it?”
“Yes, very much, it’s beautiful.”
“Thanks… would you like to try it on?” Jen asked, cocking an eyebrow.
“Oh… I couldn’t…”
“Nonsense… here.” Jen said, reaching up and taking the necklace off and then standing up and turning to the innocent looking hairdresser. Jen reached around her neck and secured the clasp of the necklace.
As soon as it fell on to her skin Jen watched the woman’s eyes widen for just a second and then jerk, and then relax.
“We’re ready for you Jen!” a call came from the set.
“Coming!” Jen replied and smiled as she trotted off, the young woman following behind her.
Jen was looking directly in to the camera and scowling, “Yes baby! Fuck that ass! Fuck it harder!” she cried out as the actor behind her did exactly that.
Tammy’s fingers were gently stroking the necklace, or at least that’s what it appeared was happening. In reality Tammy had no control over her body as the dark cold voice whisper in her mind and controlled her every movement.
If anyone could hear inside of her mind they would hear two distinct voices, Tammy’s screaming in fear, and the cold dark one telling her how she would soon be just like Jen. On all fours, being used from behind by whatever man wanted to use her.
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