The salon sluts part 4 - Sex Stories

The salon sluts part 4

... hair, as the bl**d began to leave his engorged cock and he slowly regained his composure. He had no sooner finished releasing his passion when it suddenly became crystal clear. “Barbi, give me your mind and body.” He said, in a soft voice. The trigger phrase immediately put Barbi into a fully conscious trance. She stared blankly as John fondled her hair and began to speak softly to her. “When you awaken, you will remember nothing of this conversation. You will only remember that I fucked you and you had the best orgasm you have ever had. You will assume it was the way you looked that turned me on and you will continue to try to look this way to please me. Now, I want you to answer my questions truthfully. Do you understand?” “Yes Master, truthfully.” Barbi replied, in a monotone voice. “Good, now lets talk about your s****r. She is a virgin?” “Yes Master, Daddy has been very strict with her.” “I’m seriously considering busting that little cherry of hers at exactly mid way between her next two periods, when she’s ovulating.” John taunted. Barbi’s lip began to quiver as she subconsciously realized what John was saying. “If she got pregnant, her life would be ruined.” Barbi replied emotionally. “Not ruined, just put on hold for a year, that’s all.” John said, coldly. “All I want is the baby. After that, I’m done with her. She can reappear and continue her pathetic little life. She’ll go to College and marry some yuppie that appreciates a little plain Jane looking wife.” “I’ll ...

... need your help.” John continued. “I can count on your help, can’t I Barbi?” Barbi hesitated. “Master, please do not ask me to help you make my s****r pregnant.” “I know I told you to answer truthfully, Barbi. Well, that part is over.” John’s said abruptly. “Now I’m telling you. You WILL help me, WON’T you, Barbi!” Barbi hesitated again. Her confused little mind was racing. She moved her lips, but nothing came out. She tried again. Still nothing came out. Suddenly she heard herself say, “Yes Master.” “Good, now you’ll find out when she’s ovulating and when you’ve done that, I can make arrangements to spend a couple days fucking her. During that time, you will act as a fluff girl, so I’ll want you to spend a little extra time applying your makeup during that time and I’ll want to see some nice dark roots growing into that bleached hair of yours. That means no more retouches until this is over.” Barbi looked confused. “My God. You don’t know what a fluff girl is do you?” John asked, in disbelief. Barbi felt embarrassed at her ignorance, as she stared straight ahead, glassy eyed and slowly shook her head. “Fluff girls, Barbi,” He began in a condescending tone, “Are up and coming porn stars who’s job it is to keep the male actors erect and horny between scenes. Your job will be to keep me turned on while I’m in the process of repeatedly fucking your s****r. Oh, and I’ll want you to help with the actual insemination.” Barbi’s mind was shorting out. How could she agree to help her ...