Power Of Command

"Please come inside."

Helen shows Max into a vacant dressing room, and she steps inside after him. Some customers nearby notice them, but they didn't give any further thoughts.

And once the door to the dressing room closes behind her, Helen unzips her mini skirt and lets it falls onto the floor, revealing the thongs that she is wearing underneath. It is black, and judging from Max's expression, it is beautiful and very s.e.xy.

Max takes a moment to examine the lingerie that Helen is wearing before speaking up again. He likes it very much from his expression.

"Alright. That is very s.e.xy. Please turn around, so I can see the back?"

Max requests of Helen very calmly.

And Helen did as he had requested due to the command within her mind, turning around and allowing him to see everything behind, especially her round bottoms, which is split by a thin piece of dark fabric, disappearing right in between her b.u.t.t.o.c.k.s.

Max becomes quite mesmerized by them, and he approaches her and plants his hand over her bubbly b.u.t.t.o.c.k.s, cupping them and enjoying their firmness within his palms. His fingers soon slide along that thing dark material that stretched into and disappeared between her a.s.s.

"That is nice. Very nice. You don't mind taking it off, so I can examine it closer, do you? Actually, please take everything off."

Max requests with a smile, and I wonder what he meant by "it". He isn't referring to her lingerie from his smile, and since he did ask her take everything off, he is probably talking about her body.

His c.o.c.k is also very hard, and it has been hard for the last few days. He would need to release it soon, or it will become a problem.

"No. I don't mind at all."

Helen answers and bends forwards, stripping right out of her thongs in on swift motion.

And while she is doing that, Max takes a seat on the bench within the dressing room to enjoy the stirp show. It is a strip show, as Helen is striping for him all alone in this dressing room.

Stripping for me too, but I am not interested, as I am female. Even if I am male, I wouldn't feel attracted to her, as she is not my master. There is no benefit for me being attracted to someone who is not my master.

Nevertheless, Helen retains that disp.l.e.a.s.u.r.e expression on her face. She obviously didn't like stripping down to nothing in front of Max, as he is a creep within her mind.

I do think that Max is a creep right now, given what he is making Helen do, but I also believe that Helen deserves this for the ways she had treated him and a lot of people in the past as well as in the present, and maybe also in the future.

She is not a very nice person.

Max is aware of that.

He is also aware what she thinks of him from the appalled expression on her face, so it makes the strip show she gives far more enjoyable to him. He is taking a great p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e in this.

And I think I am too, as his emotions do affect me.

Once Helen is done stripping down everything, she stands before Max utterly n.a.k.e.d, displaying those perky b.r.e.a.s.ts of her with rosy a.r.e.o.l.as and pink n.i.p.p.l.e.

Seeing such a display, Max couldn't help but begin to rub his erection. He wants to take her right there and then, like an alpha male, but he also wants to enjoy it further.

"You wouldn't mind if I check out your body, would you?"

"No. I don't mind. Please go ahead."

Helen answers him with a forced smile. She has to smile, as the command Max had given her tells her to smile. She allows Max to cup her impressive b.r.e.a.s.ts, fondling them as much as he likes. His fingers also run over her n.i.p.p.l.es, feeling them up.

"So, Helen. Are you still with Brandon?"

Max asks, causing Helen to look at him.

She is puzzled at the question, as she is wondering how Max knows Brandon, her boyfriend. She didn't recognize Max, but they all actually go to the same high school.

"I actually go to the same high school as you, Helen. I dream of being your boyfriend and try constantly to get your attention, but you never pay me any mind. In fact, you even tell your boyfriend to beat me up, and even after a severe beating, I still cannot help but dream about being your boyfriend."

Max explains to Helen, and the surrounding ripple slightly. This usually happens when he is attempting to change the past. Too much changes cause instabilities in the timestream, hence the timeline would have no choice but to reset.

However, Max didn't know that. He assumes this is a memory of sort.

"Oh. I didn't know. What is your name? It is not that creep George, is it?"

"You did not answer my question, Helen. Are you still with Brandon?"

Max questions her again, basically changing the subject. He didn't want to answer her question.

"Yes. I am still with him."

Helen answers Max as he pinches her n.i.p.p.l.es, pulling hard enough to cause a gasp to escape from her throat.

"Do you have s.e.x with him? Give him head? And if so, do you swallow it like a whore?"

Max questions with a smile. A devious smile. He wants Helen to give him a blowjob. The same kind of blowjob that she would give to her boyfriend. It is his way of taking revenge on her.

And I would love to see it. Revenge is good against people who truly deserve it, as father had told me so.

"Yes. I do have s.e.x with him and give him head. Sometimes I swallow his c.u.m, but I really don't like it, but I will do it because he likes it when I do."

Helen answers with all honesty while Max runs one of his hands along her a.s.s. His other hand finds its way between her legs, allowing his fingers to run up and down her slit. Her very pretty slit.

Max continues his questioning while he explores her body, taking great p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e in doing so.

"No."

Helen answers. A slight frown appears on her face. She would love to receive, but Brandon, being him, never gives. He only receives.

"That sucks, Helen. Brandon should have given you as much as you give him, but don't worry, I will in his stead, so you can truly enjoy yourself. Now o.r.g.a.s.m for me."

Max tells Helen as his fingers slip in and out of her c.u.n.t, causing her to be moist. He continues to f.u.c.k her with his fingers, touching her in all the right places, producing the d.e.s.i.r.ed effect.

Of course, Max didn't need to since I decide to help him a little. I can do that without his request, but I shouldn't do it too much as he will take notice.

"Oh!"

Helen gasps as her legs clench together, grabbing hold of his hand and keeping his playful fingers inside her p.u.s.s.y before oozing juices all over them. Her body also shivers, and her t.i.t.s sway side to side as a result.

Max ponders about whether he had used me or not, but he dismisses the question as his c.o.c.k is really, really hard. It is probably starting to hurt if it isn't hurting already.

"Alright, Helen. I know that you don't want to, but I am currently a paying customer, so you must keep me happy. In order to do that, I want you take out my c.o.c.k and give me the best blowjob you can, and don't forget to swallow because you will be doing that a lot."

Max orders Helen, and she immediately drops down in front of him and unbuckles his belt.

"I am only doing this because you're a customer."

Helen speaks up defiantly, but despite what she really wants, she still has no choice but to go through with it. She pulls down his pants and then maneuver his boxer over his very stiff c.o.c.k.

The c.o.c.k bobs joyously, feeling very happy to be freed from the confines of his boxer.

"Wow. That is one big c.o.c.k you have."

Helen compliments.

"Bigger than your boyfriend?"

Max questions and wonders whether the enlargement is due to my father or not. It actually is.

"Definitely bigger than my boyfriend."

Helen confirms as she takes his c.o.c.k into her hand and rubs her tongue all over it, l.i.c.k.i.n.g the thickness up and down on the side, and when it is coated completely in her saliva, she slips her lovely lips over the mushroom head and then pump it in and out of her mouth.

"That is nice. You truly are an expert at s.u.c.k.i.n.g c.o.c.k, Helen. How many have you s.u.c.k.e.d?"

Max questions, trying to maintain his calmness despite really enjoying her c.o.c.k s.u.c.k.i.n.g skill.

"I don't remember, but a lot. Mostly my boyfriend's friends."

Helen answers.

Her slender hands start gently fondling and c.a.r.e.s.sing his huge balls as her hot tongue expertly works its magic on the underbelly of his c.o.c.k. As she has been s.u.c.k.i.n.g many c.o.c.ks, she is very good at it.

And it appears that Max will not be able to on for long. Yup. He will not be able to.

"Ugh!"

With a roar, Max releases directly into her bobbing mouth, but despite that, Helen continues to suck his ejaculating c.o.c.k as if nothing really happens, swallowing his seeds without spilling any at all.

That is quite impressive, considering that Max should be able to c.u.m a lot.

A lot more than a normal person could.

And once his c.o.c.k begins to deflate, Helen slides her mouth off of him and then stands up as if it is just like it is the most normal thing ever. She even licks her h.i.p.s and smiles.

"There. Are you satisfied?"

Helen questions.

Max narrows his eyes before chuckling. Of course, he isn't satisfied.

"No. Not quiet, Helen. It is still rock hard, so you didn't really do a good job."

Max tells her and points at his c.o.c.k. He realizes that he can c.u.m plenty thanks to me, and he will likely use it to great effect. It is a good thing, as the more he fornicates, the powerful I become.

It is just another way that I can grow due to what I am. It is a gift from father to all of his children. It is more correct to say his creation, as he is genderless and does not give birth to offspring.

Helen takes a look at his erected c.o.c.k, realizing her mistake and then getting on her knees again.

She wraps her hand around his c.o.c.k once more and starts pumping him with all the intention of getting it even harder.