Installing the Slut Protocols: An Erotic Mind Control Adventure – Now on sale

Installing the Slut Protocols
An Erotic Mind Control Adventure
I’d never have thought I could get used to seeing women walking around in public naked, collared and led around like pets. The new laws were fierce to those who couldn’t pay their debts or were criminals, and being sold into servitude became an unfortunate reality. It was too hard to see, and so I did my best to ignore it, at least until that day.

I saw her, a friend of my sister, naked and on a leash. I couldn’t avoid talking to her, and trying to find out how it had happened. That was all it took to break the law, and that was how he could claim me too. With a quick injection I felt the rush of heat, the need to obey and the help lust of every other woman who had fallen to the new regime. My new master didn’t wait to take me home, and right there in public, he laid claim to my flesh. He forced pleasures upon me, I’d never imagined, and when he was done, I couldn’t help but follow behind him and walk naked towards my new life.

This is an erotic story that is not suitable for those under eighteen years old. This story contains male/female sex scenes.

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Collared As a Harath Sex Toy: An Erotic Mind Control Adventure – Now on sale

Collared As a Harath Sex Toy
An Erotic Mind Control Adventure
The Harath had come to Earth in great ships. They didn’t stop, they simply flew by and teleported up random groups of people. Attempts to fight back had failed, and their ships simply went about their business. It wasn’t until one of them was brought down that humanity realized that the ships were there to capture humans for labor and for pleasure.

I’d never expected to end up in one of those ships, but one day I’d heard the ship, and before anyone could take cover half a university had been sucked up. My friends and I waited, trying to stay calm. It wasn’t easy when we saw one of the Harath coming with his own young woman in tow, skipping along without a stitch on.

She picked us, and her Master had us collared and off on our way to his bed before we knew it. The effect of the Harath collars was electric. We were all filled with desire, a need to serve and before we knew it, we were all naked and enjoying pleasures we’d never imagined. This was just the beginning of a new life, one seething with raw ecstasy.

This is an erotic story that is not suitable for those under eighteen years old. This story contains male/female sex scenes.

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