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A young woman who discovered hypnotism and the art of controlling one's mind through auditory and visual queues had been working on perfecting her own files when she met the perfect family. She worked as a waitress at the local five-star restaurant to put herself through school and never guessed she'd meet the family of her greatest desires.
The evening rush was finally slowing down when a gorgeous family walked into the restaurant. May was exhausted from running around serving food, memorizing people's orders, dealing with Karens, and lazy coworkers. May was hoping to have a break, but the hostess had other plans for her. She rolled her eyes as she watched the hostess lead the family into her section and seat them at one of the best tables in the place.
"Welcome to Mariano's. My name is May and I will be your server this evening. Can I start you all with one of our handcrafted cocktails or wide range of wines?" May offered her suggestions as to what would pair best with their dinner while silently analyzing the family dynamics. "Great! I will get those drinks in right away," May said with a fake smile as she turned away from the family.
Over the course of the night, the father made a move on May while the mother was in the restroom. Then it was the son's turn to try to get her number while at the bar but failed just like his father. It wasn't like they were unattractive; they were honestly very attractive and looked quite successful. The only issue is that there is a company policy to not flirt, accept numbers, or give out numbers while working.
May could sense something different about this family and believed they would respond well to her files. Hopefully, they enjoyed their time tonight and would come back again soon. She did not have to hope too much because that family soon became her regulars; only allowing May to be their server whenever they visited or they would leave.
Their relationship soon grew and May looked forward to every Saturday night when her special family stopped in for dinner. Plus extra evenings when the family members came to eat alone and have one-on-one time with May. She learned so much about them and found the son would be the easiest one to control first before taking control of the whole family.
Over a short time, May started going on dates with the son, Alex, on her days off and quickly learned he is a toxic, alpha male who viewed women as objects for sexual pleasure rather than goddesses to be adored. He would make an excellent subject for her files, so May stuck it out through all his misogynistic comments to gain his trust. Eventually, May was able to download her files onto his phone and get him to start listening to them. Alex would listen to the files while studying, in the shower, at the gym, and while sleeping.
Alex had a simple mind which made the control and manipulation of his mind take less time than May expected. It had been a month since she first asked him to listen to her "audio book" and his progression was becoming more evident to May. He would show up to her apartment with a bouquet of flowers, hold doors open for her, and wear his favorite buttplug. He yearned for her touch, her words, her guidance.
"My love, do you have more audios books? I love listening to your voice whenever I am not graced with your presence," Alex spoke as he gave May a foot rub on her couch. "Daddy heard some of it too and would like to hear more of your audio book. I told him that I would ask for permission to share your book and that he would need to listen to it constantly to get a solid understanding of it."
May smiled to herself and how her boyfriend was greatly taking to his trainings. She lifted her foot to Alex's face and he gently kissed it before going back to massaging her tired feet. "I do have more audio books that I can add to your phone. You may also share the first book with your father, none of the new ones." Alex got excited and began thanking her. May let him express his gratitude for a while before snapping her fingers in a special rhythm. That specific rhythm triggered Alex to freeze and obey any commands that follow. "You will download my audio book on your father's, mother's, and sister's phones. You will ensure they listen to it whenever they can so they feel as good as you."
As her words were spoken, Alex focused intently on the directions to make sure he would not disappoint his girlfriend. There was a deep desire in him to obey her words and complete her commands to perfection.
The family, although intelligent and successful, were easy to manipulate and control through all of May's files. It took less than six months to fully infiltrate, control, and dominant the entire family. May had quit her job at the restaurant, moved into their mansion, and loved her subby family. Alex remained her boyfriend because she did love him after the slight alterations she made in his personality.
Ryan was a man in his 50s with a chiseled physique that defies his age. His silver hair is styled with a hint of rebellion, and his piercing blue eyes sparkle with excitement and experience. His broad shoulders taper to a lean, muscular torso, with a well-defined six-pack and powerful, athletic legs. He exudes confidence and sophistication, wearing a tailored suit that accentuates his physique. He was the head of the household and father to Alex. He remarried and got a new stepdaughter in the process.
Alice, his second wife, a woman in her 50s who exudes sex appeal, boasting a toned and athletic physique, is often described as a MILF. Her large, voluptuous breasts are a striking feature she often hides and enhancing her overall allure. Her body, a testament to her commitment to fitness and self-care, is sculpted with muscle tone that speaks to her vitality and confidence. With a radiant smile and a presence that commands attention, she is the epitome of a woman who has embraced her age and sexuality, embodying a timeless beauty that is both empowering and irresistible. Her daughter's father is not in the picture but neither mind with Ryan and Alex in their lives.
Regan, Alice's 25-year-old daughter (Ryan's stepdaughter) is drop-dead gorgeous, with a petite and delicate frame, is a vision of youthful beauty. Her long, flowing blonde hair cascades down her back, catching the light and adding to her charm. Her perky breasts are a testament to her youth, drawing admiring glances with their natural allure. Her eyes, expressive and needy, seem to speak volumes, inviting May to uncover the depth of her desires and fantasies. With a radiant complexion and a smile that could light up any room, she embodies the quintessential image of a young woman in the bloom of her beauty.
Alex, a 23-year-old college athlete, with a physique honed by rigorous training and a passion for soccer, is a sight to behold. His fit and muscular frame is a testament to his dedication and discipline, with a visible 6-pack that mirrors his father's athletic prowess. His dirty blonde hair is styled, adding a touch of casual charm to his rugged good looks. But it's his puppy eyes that truly set him apart, filled with a mix of innocence and determination that makes it hard to resist his appeal. Whether on the field or off, he carries himself with a confidence that is both intimidating and magnetic.
One of the final audio files May had the family listen to before she moved into their home included a list of household rules and expectations.
- Control and Respect: May controls the family, decisions are made by her, and respect for all should be shown at all times.
- Sexual Availability: Each family member should be clean, shaven/trimmed, and ready to be used at anytime by May.
- Chores: Ryan is responsible for financially providing and pool maintenance. Alice is responsible for cooking and cleaning the main floor. Regan is responsible for the laundry and cleaning the top floor. Alex is responsible for yard work and cleaning the bottom floor.
- Sexual trainings: Everyone will have multiple sessions a week to sexually train and maintain May's expectations.
- Orgasms: No one is allowed to have an orgasm without May's permission.
- Privacy: The only person who has privacy is May. No one else can expect 100% privacy at all times. May or someone else can walk in at any time.
- Communication: Everyone is expected to communicate their feelings, concerns, and joys.
It was Sunday morning and May was lounging in bed on her phone. Alex was practicing his blowjob skills on her strap on as she mindlessly scrolled through TikTok. She was laughing at a video when Alex started gagging on her thick cock which caused her to hold him down on it for a bit longer than he could. Alex pulled off with a line of saliva stringing from his bottom lip to the tip of the dick. He began coughing and wiped his spit away before going back down on her with tear-filled eyes.
A knock was heard as May started to face fuck her boyfriend. "Come in!" She called as her boyfriend started letting a few tears fall.
Regan walked into the room and watched her step-brother get his throat fucked raw by their domme. "Daddy, father has finished cooking breakfast. Would you like to be served in bed this morning or somewhere else?" Regan asked as she knelt beside the bed next to May but her eyes kept wandering to her step-brother's activity. She was wearing her normal Sunday outfit and eager to be used before the work week started up again.
"We will all eat in the kitchen this morning. Now, stop watching your brother and go watch your parents. We will be down in a few minutes. Don't forget what today is," May said firmly. She dismissed the young girl and waited until she left her room until she turned her attention back to Alex. "Baby, what do you say?"
Alex popped his mouth of her cock and looked at her with watery eyes. "Thank you for my morning cock-baba, Mommy. Are you pleased with my pathetic mouth?"
"Good boy. Yes, you are getting so much better at sucking Mommy's cock, baby. Now, what do you wear on Sundays?" May said as she began getting out of bed and putting her silk robe on over her lingerie and strap on.
Her boyfriend followed her out of bed and waited for her to open the door. "I am to wear my tunnel plug, diaper, chest harness, and paci because I am the baby of the family and need to remember how much of a baby I am," Alex said with a blush. May nodded and gestured for him to go to his room to change for breakfast.
As May was sitting down for breakfast, she could hear Alex calling his step-sister to help him. She was watching her parents doing their morning fuck session and groaned when she had to leave them. "Regan, no complaining. You can be padded too if you do not want to be a nice big sister." Regan quickly shook her head and ran upstairs to help diaper her brother up. May turned her attention back to the couple and grew bored. "Bend over the counter, Alice. That's it! Ryan, what hole did she pick today?" May said as she lazily began eating some fruit.
Alice was letting out short whines as Ryan grunted behind her. "She picked her asshole this morning. Wife said her pussy has been aching for Daddy's cock and will only be used by Daddy today." The timer on the microwave went off and the married couple let out groans of frustrations before separating themselves.
"Now that you're done, let's eat!" May said with a smile. Regan and Alex walked downstairs just as their parents sat down at the kitchen table. "And there are the kiddos! Baby, come sit in your high chair. Ryan, help your son." The men listened to their domme and got Alex strapped into his high chair.
Regan moved to sit to the left of May, who was at the head of the table, and slowly impaled herself on the metal dildo that stuck out of her chair. Her moans filling the air just as her mother's moan entered the air as well. The women started grinding down on the metal dildos to chase after their pleasure before May stopped them.
"Ladies, enough of that. Alice, cut up some food for Alex," May softly scolded. She enjoyed the neediness of her subby family and watching them be sluts for her. "Ryan, how long since you've been fucked?"
The silver fox looked up from his plate with a blush. "Eight days, Daddy. It has been eight days since my pathetic pussy has been fucked by you." The man's dick twitched back to life as he spoke. "It has been seven days since being fucked by Alice and Regan."
The two women were focusing on eating and feeding Alex while Ryan spoke. Alice made sure her step-son's food was cut into small bites and his tray always had food on it. Across the table, Regan was eating her eggs and playing with nipples as she watched May eat. The young woman wore a matching red lace lingerie set with matching garter belt and stockings. Her delicate white lace collar jingled with her movements as she continued to fuck her pussy with the dildo.
"Sounds like someone may need a good fucking before a busy work week. Perhaps if you beg enough I'll let you fuck your step-daughter in her tight asshole too," May said with a smirk. She knew Ryan enjoyed fucking but she was training his brain to crave being fucked more.
Ryan's fork clattered against his plate when he heard he'd be fucked. His gaze was fixed on May with unashamed desperation. Behind him, Alice paused mid-bite, her own arousal evident in the flush spreading across her chest and wetness between her legs.
"Please, Daddy," Ryan whispered, his voice cracking. Eight days of emptiness had reduced him to this begging mess at the breakfast table like a desperate whore. "Please fuck me, Daddy. I'll do anything you want. I'll be so good for you."
May took her time cutting her next bite of french toast, letting the silence stretch until Ryan squirmed in his seat. She watched Alice's reaction; the way her lips parted, the way her hand drifted toward her own thigh beneath the table, the way her breathing became shallow.
"Your wife said her pussy belongs to me today," May said casually, as if discussing the weather. "Does her pussy never not belong to me?"
Ryan shook his head frantically. "No, Daddy. Never. I just thought... you would like to know... she only desires your cock in her pussy..."
"Oh really? You don't think I know that?" May raised an eyebrow. She turned to Regan, who was practically vibrating with need, still impaled on the chair dildo, her white lace collar rising and falling with her rapid breaths. "Baby girl, what do you think? Does your step-father deserve to be fucked?"
Regan's eyes lit up. "I think he's been very patient, Daddy. And he did make breakfast."
"And you?" May's gaze shifted to Alice, who had abandoned all pretense of eating and was gripping the edge of the table as her hips moved back and forth. "Does your husband deserve relief?"
Alice's voice came out low and hungry. "Only if it pleases you, Daddy. His hole belongs to you. His pleasure belongs to you."
From the high chair, Alex let out a muffled sound around his pacifier, squirming against his thickly diapered, plugged bottom. May noticed the telltale bulge forming in the front of his padding and smiled.
"Someone's getting excited watching his father beg," May observed. She stood, her silk robe falling open to reveal the strap-on still jutting from her hips. "Fine. Ryan, clear the table. Alice, make sure Alex stays occupied. Regan, grab the lube from the drawer and strip."
The kitchen erupted into motion. Ryan scrambled to collect plates, his half-hard cock bobbing between his legs. Alice moved to Alex's high chair, murmuring sweet, filthy promises in his ear as she checked his diaper, her fingers lingering deliberately caressing his growing erection.
Regan shed her red lingerie in seconds, dropping it to the floor. She retrieved the bottle of lube and knelt at May's feet, presenting it with both hands and eyes cast downward.
"Good girl," May praised. She snapped her fingers toward the cleared table. "Ryan. Bend over it. Show me that desperate hole."
The older man practically jumped across the kitchen, gripping the edge of the wooden table, spreading his legs wide. Eight days of denial had him trembling, his hole visibly clenching in anticipation. May made him wait another minute, sipping her coffee while Regan held the lube open, watching her step-father's humiliation with dark fascination.
"Regan, warm him up," May commanded.
The young woman didn't hesitate. She coated her fingers and approached Ryan from behind, her eyes meeting her mother's across the table; Alice was whispering something to Alex that made him whimper behind his pacifier and thrust against his diaper.
"Step-father," Regan cooed, tracing Ryan's rim with one slick finger. "You're so tight. Eight days without Daddy's cock, huh? You must be going crazy."
Ryan groaned, his forehead dropping to the table. "Please. Please, baby, just..."
Regan pushed a finger in without warning, making him cry out. She worked him open with her fingers, watching his reactions, learning from May's techniques. When she found his prostate, she pressed mercilessly, grinning as he bucked against the table.
"Enough," May said. "My turn."
Regan withdrew immediately, crawling back with her hands clasped behind her back, her own arousal dripping down her inner thighs. May took her position behind Ryan, gripping his hips hard enough to bruise. She didn't warn him. She didn't ease in. She simply thrust forward in one smooth, punishing stroke, burying herself to the hilt.
Ryan screamed.
It wasn't a scream of pain. It was eight days of need finally being answered, eight days of clenching around nothing, of watching his wife, son, and step-daughter be taken while he was denied. May held him down against the table and began to fuck him with brutal, rhythmic precision. Each thrust designed to hit his prostate, designed to remind him exactly who owned this hole, this man, this family.
"Is this what you wanted?" May demanded, her voice steady despite her exertion. "Is this what you have been begging for?"
"Yes," Ryan sobbed, tears streaming down his face; tears of relief, of humiliation, of pure grateful submission. "Yes, Daddy. Yes..."
"Louder. Tell your children what you're getting."
Ryan's voice cracked but he obeyed. "I'm getting fucked, kids. Daddy's fucking me so good in my boi pussy. Daddy's cock is filling me up."
On her knees a few feet away, Regan's eyes were transfixed on the scene in front of her. Alex was humping his diapered front against the tray, eyes glassy and fixed on his father's degradation. Alice's hand had found its way between her own legs, circling her clit, her nipples hard pearls beneath her thin robe.
"Alice," May called out, never breaking her rhythm. "Did I say you could touch what's mine?"
Alice jerked her hand away as if she was child caught with her hand in the cookie jar. "No, Daddy. I'm sorry, Daddy."
"Get the chastity cage and belt. Your husband and you don't get to come until I say. And bring me the crop, someone needs to remember who's in charge here."
Alice scampered to obey, returning moments later with the metal cage, metal belt, and braided leather crop. May pulled out of Ryan causing him to whine at the loss, his hole gaping and desperate. She landed a sharp hit to Ryan's dick and quickly fitted the cage over his shrinking erection, clicking it shut with a decisive snap.
"Please," Ryan begged, still bent over the table, caged cock dripping precum onto the tablecloth. "Please, Daddy, I was so close..."
"And you'll stay close," May said. "Until I decide otherwise. Now, turn around. On your knees. You still have a job to do."
Ryan turned, sinking to the floor with shaking legs. His face was streaked with tears, his chest heaving. May stood over him, her strap-on glistening with his own slickness, and cupped his chin with one hand.
"Clean your mess up," she commanded. "Take Daddy's cock like a good boy. And make it convincing."
Ryan opened his mouth willingly, eagerly taking the length of her strap-on with practiced enthusiasm. He cleaned himself from the shaft with thorough, skillful swirls of his tongue, his eyes locked on May's the entire time—searching for approval, for any sign that he might be allowed an orgasm.
May let him work for several minutes, let him degrade himself thoroughly on the dining room floor while his family watched. Then she pulled back, leaving him gasping.
"Regan," she said. "Remember what I told your step-father?"
Regan nodded eagerly, crawling closer. "If he begged well enough, he could fuck my tight asshole, Daddy. Did he do good enough, Daddy?"