Cleaning a schoolgirl's brain - Sex Stories

Cleaning a schoolgirl's brain

... like sex. The Predalien goes fwoooh, ooooh, fwoooh. Processed female. Corrected female. Obedient female. The cock-tip pokes into the air at the sight of her fit little naked legs and tight, pert naked butt-cheeks. Ball-sack bulges. The Master is almost ready. His lips command the female to tell him of what she must do. Shelly's head twitches. The lips begin to move delicately, seductively. They move in jerky, robotised twitches. They move with the confidence of a female who knows that her words are the truth, that there is nothing else in the universe except what the Master's slimes and treatments have made her brain think. I am Shelly. I am a Girl-Slave for my Masters. I have been correctly abducted from the Human World and given the sanctifying treatment of Robo-lobotomy. My impure girl-brain has been washed of the impure feminine girl-thinks and free will and personality which made it smelly and sinful. My brain knows only that it is correct to serve my Masters. I obay the will of my Masters. There is nothing else in the world. There is nothing else in the universe. I shall obay. I shall obay. Obay. Obay. Obay. As he heard his new, perfect, fit, kinky, obedient little sixteen-year-old-and-not-pre-teen slave speak her words of willing, joyful obedience, the Master could resist his cock no longer. He grunted and gurgled with spastic desire as he grasped his obedient, old-enough-to-vaginally-enter female leather-fetish sex-doll. The wet, slimy cock-tip touched bumhole. Wet, ...

... filthy little sex-noises came from moist pervert lips. Shelly moved and spoke not. Poke. Poke. In went the cock. Hands grasp fit semi-naked not-underage female. Fwoooh! Right up her bumhole! Right up her bumhole! shelly is quiet and obedient. Her brain thinks not but to serve her Master. Thrust. Thrust. The Master grunts and gurgles as he does his filthy, smelly business. Thrust! Thrust! Pump. Cock! Faster, faster, pump, pump, thrust, thrust, in and out of fit little bumhole, slip slip slip, thrust thrust thrust! Pump pump pump! Squeak squeak squeak, stinks stinks stinks! Fwoooh! Ooooaaah! Fwooooaaah! The Master feels so, so good up Shelli's bumhole. Thust-thrust-thrust-thrust-squeak-squeak-squeak-squeak-pump-pump-pump-pump! FWOOOH! SPURT! FWOOAAAAH! SPURT! SPURT! Pump those the eggs into Shelly's tight, fit, obedient bum-hole! SPURT, SPURT, SPURT! SPURT! Fwwwooooooohhhhh. Spurt. Fwoooh. Yes. Yesssss. Spurt. Yessssssssssssss. Fwoooh. Slowly the Master's long, filthy orgasm calms. He has given the eggs to Shelly's pink, tight, fit little not-twelve-year-old bumhole. If anybody had been watching, it would LOOK as though he was making love to an under-age sex-doll, because she looks SO young, but she's not twelve-year-old loli-girl, she's totally legal age so he can put his erection into any part of her body he desires, and it's totally legal! He can rape her mouth! He can have sex with her sweet, pink little bumhole! He can destroy her hymen and devirginise her vaginal lips, and ...