After my command, I walked closer to the edge of her bed. Angeline followed me obediently, her steps mechanical like a doll's, without a single expression on her angelic face. I looked at her for a moment. She wore a short-sleeved, bone-white pajama set with small black ribbon patterns that made her look even more innocent and sweet.
Just as I had commanded, Angeline immediately squatted down without hesitation once she stood before me. Her small hands pulled down my zipper and then my pants, followed by my underwear.
Once freed, my already tense and hard dick sprang out, and because of her position directly in front of my face, the tip accidentally slapped against her smooth cheek. Yet, Angeline's face remained flat, showing no reaction of embarrassment, surprise, or any emotion whatsoever.
'A bit of a shame,' I thought. I grew curious about what expression she would make if she were conscious—would she blush crimson with shame, or would her eyes well up with tears from the humiliation?
Ever since the plan to use Mind Control on her popped into my head, I hadn't been able to stop being aroused. Who wouldn't? Considering this girl had always been so annoying to me, it only made her more tempting. And now, I had absolute power over her.
I then sat on the edge of the bed. My hand stroked her smooth purple hair as I said in a low voice, "Starting today, you will be my angel... my personal cocksucker!"
[Angeline's Sexual Arousal increased to 21(+1)]
Oh, even under Mind Control, her arousal could still rise. But despite her innocent appearance, she truly was something else. What kind of woman gets turned on just from being told something like that? Still, I brushed the thought aside. All that mattered now was my own satisfaction.
As if understanding the command, Angeline immediately opened her mouth wide. With a slow, measured movement, she began to take my penis into her mouth. I hissed as I felt the sensitive head of my cock touch her warm, soft tongue. But as she tried to take me deeper, I felt the sharp scrape of her teeth.
"Be careful," I growled, gripping her hair gently. "Don't let your teeth scratch me."
Complying with my order, Angeline immediately adjusted. Her mouth opened wider, and she continued more carefully, ensuring her soft lips and tongue became the barrier between her teeth and my sensitive skin.
Oh, fucking hell gods...
The sensation inside her mouth was incredible. The warmth, the wetness, and the soft yet deliberate movement of her tongue sent waves of pleasure throughout my body, making me sigh softly. The temptation to just grab her head and thrust deep into her throat was almost unbearable, but I held back.
I wanted to savor every second.
Seeing her struggle to accommodate my length and girth, my lust took over.
"Fuck! Take it all!" I commanded, my voice slightly breathless. "All the way down your throat!"
Without protest, Angeline pushed her head forward. My eyes widened as I watched my long, thick shaft disappear completely into her small mouth, until the base was pressed against her lips and my pubic hair touched her small nose.
An utterly unforgettable sight—her beautiful, innocent face buried in my crotch, her cheeks hollowed from sucking. I felt the contraction of her throat muscles as she tried to swallow, a sensation that almost made me explode right then.
I took a deep breath, then in a hoarse, lust-filled voice, I gave the next command, "Good... Now, move your mouth. Suck and lick it properly."
Obediently, under the complete control of my mind, Angeline began to move, stiffly and unskillfully. The up-and-down motion of her petite mouth was awkward, exactly like an inexperienced girl forced to perform an act beyond her consciousness. But it was precisely that innocence that aroused me even more.
"Damn it! Fuck! Angel," I moaned, my hands gripping her soft hair, "I'm gonna train you to be an amazing cocksucker!"
The hot, wet, soft sensation of her oral cavity was truly unbearable. Her naive tongue moved aimlessly, sweeping over every inch of my hard shaft. Each time I pushed her head deeper, her tight throat constricted, trying to swallow the foreign object forcing its way down.
Sounds of my heavy breathing and her slight gags escaped her mouth, mixed with the wet slurping sounds of saliva starting to overflow. The clear drool dripped messily, wetting her chin and neck, eventually forming a small puddle on the floor.
I was on the edge. It felt impossible to hold back any longer.
"I... I can't hold it anymore!" I snarled, both hands now gripping her head tightly.
With a lustful thrust, I started to brutally fuck her mouth. The rhythm started slow, then became faster and uncontrolled. Each time I thrust my hips forward, my long, thick shaft plunged deep into her throat.
Angeline's breath hitched every time the tip of my dick touched her gag reflex. The sound of her choked, staggered breathing, combined with the wet 'slap' noise of her mouth being forced to accommodate my member, filled the room. My tightened balls swung and slapped hard against her reddened chin and cheeks.
"Ah... shit! Here it comes...!" I cried out, feeling the base of my thighs begin to pulse uncontrollably. "Take this, you damn angel!"
With one last deep, brutal thrust, I reached my peak. The first spurt of semen flooded her throat. Angeline jerked violently, her body stiffening. Her eyes widened, filled with tears that streamed down due to choking and the overly intense sensation. The internal pressure was so strong that some of my thick white fluid forced its way out through both her nostrils, forming streams of dirty white mucus on her beautiful face.
I pushed her face away, and the remaining cum that hadn't been swallowed yet spurted out from between her swollen lips, adding to the mess on her face and the floor. I was slightly surprised by the volume of my fluid, which was much more than usual—was this an effect of increasing my libido stat?
"You damn slut," I ordered, still panting. "Open your mouth. Wide."
Obediently, Angeline opened her mouth. The sight before me was utterly lewd. Her pink oral cavity was still full of my white semen, her tongue submerged in it. The sight was so sexy it made my half-limp cock throb and harden again.
"Now, swallow. All of it. Even the drips, lick them up and swallow," I gave the next command.
Without hesitation, Angeline closed her mouth and swallowed. Then, she stuck her tongue out, licking the residual cum from her lips and hands, even bending over to lick the puddle of semen that had fallen on the floor. She did it thoroughly, without emotion.
And then, without being told, she suddenly moved closer again and began licking my shaft, which was still wet with our mixed fluids. Her warm, soft tongue cleaned every last drop, the sensation making me shiver.
"Good," I murmured, stroking her head which was bent between my thighs. "You're truly talented at being a cocksucker."
Once I felt clean, Angeline pulled her face back and stood up straight right in front of me, her gaze empty and her body poised, waiting for commands. I glanced at my penis, which was already standing erect again, then my gaze fell on the timer in the corner of my vision: [02.56...]
I let out a deep sigh. The urge to take her virginity right then and there was so intense. But I held back. Taking her cherry while she was unconscious like this felt... bland. I wanted it... when she was fully conscious, when she could witness every emotion—shock, fear, or maybe acceptance—in her clear eyes. I already had the perfect scenario for that.
Still breathing heavily, I pulled up and put on my pants. A sense of satisfaction and power flooded through me.
"Angeline, listen," I said, testing a new command. "From this moment on, you are my slave. Even after the effects of my Mind Control wear off, you will remain my slave, understand?"
"Yes, Master," she replied in a flat, soulless voice.
A faint smile touched my lips. It worked. "So, starting tomorrow, before you leave for the academy, you have to kiss me. Every morning. Oh, and you must never yell at me again!"
"Yes, Master."
"Good. Now, let's return to our positions before I mind-controlled you."
I walked backwards out of her room, followed by Angeline, whose body moved stiffly like a puppet on strings. I stopped in front of her still half-open door, while Angeline now stood right in front of me, her gaze empty and her body poised, waiting for commands.
I checked the timer in the corner of my vision: [01:46...]. Still enough time for the next experiment. My mind raced. According to the skill description, I could choose whether the target remained conscious during control.
I took a deep breath, then commanded, "Become conscious!"
Instantly, like a switch flipped, the blank expression on Angeline's face vanished, replaced by a furrowed brow and eyes blazing with anger.
"Adam! What the hell are you doing? Do you want me to hit you again for disturbing me?!" she snapped, her usually angelic voice now filled with irritation, exactly like her usual attitude towards me.
A faint smile spread across my lips. Amazing. Even though my Mind Control was still active, she was fully aware of her situation and showing her true personality. But, to what extent could this consciousness resist my commands?
"Heh," I muttered, then in a firm voice I said, "Be silent. Don't move and don't speak until I tell you to!"
The effect was immediate. Angeline, of course, still looked furious—her eyes wide, her breath rapid, her cheeks flushed. However, her body didn't move at all.
Her mouth, which had opened to yell at me again, seemed locked shut. She couldn't utter a single word. Under normal circumstances, if I dared to talk to her like that, a slap or a kick would have already landed on my body. Now, she could only stand still, with confusion and panic beginning to overshadow her anger. She clearly didn't understand why her body wouldn't obey her own will.
Seeing the confusion in her eyes, satisfaction swelled in my chest. This power... was truly intoxicating.
As the timer showed [00:03...], I hurriedly gave the final command. "Forget everything I said, but obey all my commands while you were unconscious just now!"
[00:00...]
The timer disappeared. Mind Control had ended.
I watched Angeline warily,
waiting for her reaction. Did my final command work? Or would she remember everything and her rage would explode?