A hands on kind of leader...

Thursday November 16, 2023

“Why I do declare Sir, what kind of woman do you take me for?” Jessibelle exclaimed as stood just inside the house.

“Why I take you for a southern whore, the kind of woman that will spread her legs for any man that pays her any kind of attention.” the tall, thin man replied with a smile on his face.

Jessibelle smiled and stepped forward, wrapping her arms around him and planting a firm kiss on his lips. Their tongue intertwined and danced for a bit and then she broke it off.

“Why Sir, you know me too well. Shall I simply drop to my knees and suck your magnificat cock right here, or do you prefer to take me to the bedroom and ravage me properly?”

The responses were preprogrammed into her, like the dozen other women around the house and around the pool outside. Then men had paid handsomely to be here, and they had full access to any of the women in attendance.

Perhaps “women in attendance” was the wrong phrase to use, perhaps “women who were assigned there” was a better way to think of it. She was certainly not there by her own choice, as none of the other women were.

This house was a high end brothel, snuggled in the middle of the city, easily available to the powerful men that worked there. She had come to the city for work, and found some, but not nearly enough to keep her above water. By the time she’d gotten desperate she’d already been on their radar and when she’d been evicted, they’d just scooped her up and taken her away to the processing facility they ran.

There was still a small scare at the base of her neck where the chip had been implanted into her skull, taking over her entire mind and body. It had only taken a few weeks for it to come online fully, and then, just a few keystrokes to completely change her.

Today she was playing the southern bell, tomorrow she might be by the pool as a beach bunny, the next day perhaps she’d be in the basement clad in latex. In the end it didn’t really matter, she always ended up in the same way, some man balls deep in her mouth, or pussy, or ass.

Today it would be this man, tomorrow it would be another man.

Today’s man grabbed her hand and nearly dragged her towards the bedrooms upstairs, her whole body shivering in anticipation.

That was preprogrammed too, but it didn’t matter, the orgasms that would follow were more powerful than any she could remember having before, and that was all she wanted now, or tomorrow, or the next day.

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