They weren’t sure why they’d all come home with me, honestly.  Mistress Michelle and Mistress Jennif

They weren’t sure why they’d all come home with me, honestly.  Mistress Michelle and Mistress Jennifer worked exclusively with women;  Domina Lilith had an appointment with one of her best clients, and Lady Ruby never did home visits.Of course, they didn’t really have a choice, even if they didn’t realize it at the time.  I’d approached each one in turn at the club, exposing them to the special pheromone I’d concocted.  The chemical working up into their minds, making them so very open to my suggestions.  So when I told them that they should come home with me that night, while they may have been confused as to why they were agreeing with me, they did it all the same.“So, what is it you want us to do to you?” Jennifer asked.  “I can go to work on you with the cane while Michelle chains you up.”“We should gag him first,” Lady Ruby said, holding up a ball gag.They seemed a little more confused when I laughed at them.“You girls seem to be under the wrong impression,” I said.  “You’re here because I’ve decided I want a set of fuckdolls.  Congratulations, you’re the ones I’ve chosen.”They all said exactly what you think they would say in that situation . The usual protests and venom spitting diatribes, the standard ‘we’re leaving’.  It was all to be expected.  “shut up and don’t move,” I told them, and, despite themselves they did as they were told.  The look of panic and fear that welled up in their eyes did, I must admit, make my cock hard.  There’s nothing like the look of helplessness in a group of women’s eyes as they all realize they’re trapped in their own bodies.I took my time inspecting them, then.  Feeling them trembling as I touched them as I wished, where I wished.  “Now, the thing is, I do plan on showing off my collection of toys, but I don’t want to deal with a lot of questions from your slaves or friends or whatever,” I told them.  “And more to the point, I want you to not even know which of you is which.  I know you’re all good friends, some of you are even lovers.. and so I’m going to take away your very identities.  You’ll never know which one of you I’m using, and you’ll never feel each other’s skin against your own again.”I directed their attention to the latex suits I’d selected from them before I even set out to collect them.  “Help each other get dressed,” I said.Now they stand in a line, the masks they wear continuously pumping my special chemical compound into their mouths.  It’s been a month and I honestly don’t remember which girl is which myself.  At the club, I do receive jealous looks from the other patrons as I am served by my four drones.  Occasionally I deliberately mention their names in conversation, wondering if anyone had heard or seen the four dominas who used to be so popular, but no one seems to know.  Usually these conversations happen while I’m letting people use my drones, because somewhere in their dulled minds they still remember who they were… but are forever unable to to identify themselves. Now if you’ll excuse me, I just spotted a lovely domme over there, but her attitude needs some … adjustment.My work is never done. -- source link

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