Power Of Command

It is a command. A command that cannot be disobeyed.

And within a short amount of time, Max has Nicole on her knees right between his legs as he sits about the edge of the bed that she shares with her husband for many years now.

She is also performing an act that is only possible thanks to me and my will.

Nicole lacks the willpower to fight against me, and as such, she has no choice but to carry out whatever Max has requested of her, regardless of how strange or bizarre his requests may be.

She would even go as far as killing herself if he had wished it so.

Max would only need to request it, and Nicole would do her best to carry it out. That said, his revenge does not involve Nicole killing herself since her death would not accomplish anything more than a very brief moment of satisfaction.

Hollow satisfaction.

No. I believe that Max would want Nicole to know that she is s.e.x.u.a.lly servicing someone that she had looked down upon all of her life. It would shock her to her very core if she is aware of the actual truths.

However, I am unsure whether it is possible to let Nicole be aware of what is happening while keeping her submissive and obedient to any and all of his requests.

It might be possible but likely required many very specific commands, not to mention those commands must not contradict each other in any way. Contradicting commands cause some to be dismissed.

Max seems to understand this fact, and as he seems to be thinking to himself a lot, formulating all sort of theories on me, I assume that he will be able to figure something out eventually.

"Mmmmmmm! Hmmmmph! Mmm!"

Nicole groans as she bobs her head along the c.o.c.k that she was commanded to worship.

Her mouth slides effortlessly up and down his huge size, stretching her lips as she works him over with great effort. Skillfully too.

And in her current kneeling position, the nightie that she has on slowly rides up her back, showing off glimpses of her a.s.s to Max.

Before this very day, Nicole would have never even look twice at someone like Max, let alone servicing him in such a s.e.x.u.a.l way. Cheating on her husband in the process as well.

Yet, regardless of whatever Nicole had once thought about Max, she is kneeling here right now, taking his c.o.c.k in and out of her mouth with any sign of disgust or horror. She worsh.i.p.s it, taking it deep into her mouth.

With my power, Max can literally turn even the holiest woman into a c.o.c.k-worshiping whore.

I believe one of my previous wielders had done such a thing, but unfortunately, that particular wielder did not live long to enjoy his conquest.

While I can command others to do what my wielders wanted, I cannot truly suppress their powers and whatever abilities they might have. It is not my fault that my previous wielder fails to grasp this detail, thus resulting in his downfall.

"You are more suited at this, Nicole. Maybe you should stay at home and worship c.o.c.ks all day long?"

Max comments as he watches her face sliding along his thick member, feeling her saliva running along his veiny meat and dripping down onto the floor as she moves back and forth on that steel pole.

Her mouth feels better than previously when Max had her s.u.c.k.e.d him off in the back of the family van and basically drinking his c.u.m.

The reason that it feels better probably has something to do with their current position, with her right between his legs, kneeling there and having her hands resting on his t.h.i.g.hs while slurping away on his c.o.c.k eagerly.

Nicole takes a moment to say before resuming s.u.c.k.i.n.g his c.o.c.k, worshipping it with her mouth as well as throat.

While Nicole understands and comprehends what Max had said fully, her eyes does not show that she is acting upon her own will at the moment. If she has anything to say, she would not be kneeling there and s.u.c.k.i.n.g off a man who is not her husband.

Even her husband would not get this sort of willing treatment.

"And you shall, Nicole. Now, swallow my c.o.c.k. Take it deep in your throat and I might reward you with some creamy treat."

Max responses and immerses himself in the sensation.

"Hmm-mmm!"

Nicole m.o.a.ns around his c.o.c.k, keeping it stuffed right between her lips. Her head bobs at a very steady and smooth pace, demonstrating that she is no stranger to performing some oral s.e.x. She is also likely no stranger to deepthroating either, as she attempts to take him in deeper at his request.

Her mouth pushes down further onto his meat, forcing the mushroom crown to connect with the back of her mouth, choking herself in the process. She gags for a moment before pulling back and continue s.u.c.k.i.n.g him at a steady pace just to get her bearing and rhythm once more.

Nicole soon repeats her deepthroating attempts, choking and gagging every time his shaft nudges the back of her throat.

Max commands and leans back slightly to enjoy the p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e of having Nicole continues to choke and gag all over his thick c.o.c.k while she works up and down along his length.

Sadly, Nicole is unable to fully wrap and seal her lips around his huge c.o.c.k whenever she tries to take him deep int other throat, and as such, her spit runs down her chin and off his c.o.c.k, leaving her nightie drenching her saliva.

His prec.u.m as well.

Despite that, Nicole continues to throat his huge c.o.c.k far deeper than she is able to normally, groaning between choking and gagging even though she is clearly in pain.

Her eyes have reddened. Tears streaming down her cheeks due to the incredible discomfort that her mouth and throat are enduring.

"Gluck. Gluck. Gluck."

Nicole slobbers as her mouth continues to slide along his c.o.c.k, pressing her tearful face right down to his pubic hair again and again with saliva and spit dripping off her chin.

And eventually, some strands of pubes are found hanging between her lips and his rod, demonstrating that she has gone down to the base extremely hard, all in her attempt to worship his c.o.c.k.

"Alright, Nicole. That will do for now."

Obeying his command, Nicole lifts her mouth obediently off his c.o.c.k and takes in a long overdue gasp of air. Once the air fills her lungs, dissipating the lightness in her head, she looks up at him with tearful eyes and watery mouth.

"There was a time that I would have done anything to f.u.c.k the living shit out of you, Nicole, but I guess I will do that right now. Would you like to get f.u.c.k.e.d by me? Not as your son, but as George. Be honest now."

Max questions and purses his lips.

"Yes. I would love to get f.u.c.k.e.d by you. Please f.u.c.k me."

Nicole responses, but it is not the response that Max is looking for. She is still under the effect of being controlled, thus her freewill is partially impaired.

"Until I tell you otherwise, do not see me as your son like I had told you, but as George Collins, the guy that went to the same high school as you and your husband, Jason."

Max commands.

"Actually, please take everything that you know about me as your son and lock it away somewhere in the back of your mind along with everything that happens since this afternoon."

And it takes a moment for Nicole to widen her eyes. She looks around the bedroom for a short moment before recoiling back in horror. Despite a huge gap in her memory, she realizes what she had just done right in her own martial bedroom.

Nicole shouts and leaps up off the floor. She immediately rushes to the door to call for help, but Max stops her by telling her to remember everything.

"I am so sorry, Max. I didn't know what came over me."

Nicole apologizes and kneels between his legs once more, making Max smiles. He seems to figure out a new way to use my ability. I haven't seen anyone used me this way before.

"Alright, Nicole. We are going to play a little game."

Max smiles and uses me to create a split personality within Nicole. He also creates keyword as switches to flip back and forth. He uses her name as keywords, as it seems most logical.

"So, mum, how are you feeling?"

Max questions.

"I am fine, honey. I will make sure to worship your c.o.c.k better next time, I promise."

Nicole tells Max with a smile. She is currently his mother, doing everything that is requested of her to the best of her ability.

Max commands Nicole as he shifts himself on the bed and stands up, giving her space so she could do what he had just asked of her.

But before she did, her eyes change, and she blinks repeatedly.

"What? No!"

Nicole calls out, but her body moves on its own, getting off the floor and then sitting onto the edge of the bed. Her face is full of shock as she shifts herself backwards and spreads her legs apart, revealing her p.a.n.t.i.e.s.

"Oh my god! Oh my god! Why am I doing this!? Please don't. Please! Jason! Jason! Help me!"

Nicole wails as her body refuses to accept her command.

I did not fully understand what Max did either, but I think Max somehow separates the motor function from her mind, thus preventing her from moving her body yet still feel everything.

It is similar to seperation of mind and body, where the body acts on command without any mental input from the mind.

"That asshole Jason is too busy with the idiot box to hear you, Nicole. And even if he can hear you and rush up here, he will not do anything to stop me from f.u.c.k.i.n.g you."

Max speaks up as he climbs onto the bed and steps in between those spread lips. A hand reach down to haul her p.a.n.t.i.e.s to the side, revealing her p.u.s.s.y.

"No. Please Stop! Please!"

Nicole wails before screaming as she is forced to take his d.i.c.k with one rough thrust. Her body jolts in the process.

"F.u.c.k. This is one tight p.u.s.s.y you have here, Nicole. No wonder all the guys want to bang you back in school. Well, all the guys want to bang you bitches. I am going to enjoy this very much."