Zoey had always been the lucky one between her friends, and still considered herself so, even after meeting… him.
A little shiver of uneasiness ran through her at the thought, even if she couldn’t bring herself to actually think of his name directly. If she tried to do that all that came to mind was Sir or Master.
It was better just to think of him, well, as him or he.
She and her friends, Corey and Dawn, had meet him at a club they often went to. He was old and creepy and they’d never seen him there before, so they just kind of ignored him at first. Throughout the night they’d caught glimpses of him chatting up women much young than himself, and way out of his league, and yet he seemed to be having to turn them away.
It wasn’t until near the end of the night he’d finally managed to get to them, and while she wasn’t sure exactly what had made their brief encounter all that interesting, he had taken an interest in them soon afterwards.
For some reason each of them had given him their contact details, a short history of their lives, and other details that she’d never given out in a club before.
Three weeks later all three of them had moved into his house, which is where Zoey was currently sitting, in her plain bedroom.
She’d arrived home a little while ago, from getting the latest round of lip fillers stuffed into her face, and now was waiting… waiting for him to call her into his room so she could suck his cock like her life depended on it.
Which in a way, was true.
She knew that one day he’d grow tired of her, turn her back out into the real world, and she end up with nothing to show for her time with him other than her over inflated lips.
Though, she was still the lucky one, in comparison to her friends.
She’d passed by both Corey’s and Dawn’s room on her way back in and both were still laid out, bandaged up, and out of commission from their latest surgeries.
Corey’s tits were almost as large as her head now, and Zoey knew they’d be much larger before he grew tired of her. Dawn’s ass was just as enhanced as Corey’s tits, and Zoey shuttered at the though of what he would be doing to it once it was even larger.
Her friends had lifetime changing alternations made to them… her lips would slowly return to normal given enough time.
So in that sense, she was the lucky one out of the three of them.
Of course she suspected the awful compulsion to suck cock would last long after her lips had returned to normal… but that seemed like a small price to pay for her eventual freedom.
She didn’t want to think about Corey’s compulsion to show off her tits, or Dawn’s compulsion for anal sex.
Zoey suddenly felt a tingle in the back of her head and let out a low moan… he was summoning her, so she quickly got up and headed down the hallway, eager to find out if he was satisfied with her lips or if she needed to book another appointment next week.
