Anna whined while her fingers circled her throbbing clit. The pop-diva echoed her, thrusting forward on hands and knees, moaning around the model’s thick strap-on and grinding her pussy on the Senator’s face. The hypnotist knelt behind her filling her ass with a second dong shaped like a dragon’s tongue. The therapist whispered hotly in the singer’s ear that her purpose, her only thought, was to be a cum-appliance. The diva’s stomach clenched hard and her body folded in half as she came, screaming that she would do anything-
Anna lurched in her seat, panties dangling from one shoe. When had she started watching it again?! She checked the logs. Thirty minutes. She’d drifted off thinking about the obedient whores with blank eyes and oiled- Victims! She meant victims. All the horny, obedient victims who might be infected with this right now.
Anna trembled and fought to keep her hands off her body. She’d drifted off and gone back to the page for more sex-programming. That thought sparked through her nipples like electricity.
She checked the database. A total of eleven chunks had been downloaded. Still not enough for a complete file. She couldn’t wait with the webpage open. Somehow, it already had gotten to her. Her pussy purred between her legs at the thought, tempting her to click back over and tease herself some more while the side-loaded code softened her mind further.
The file would eventually download completely. What would it do to her then? By the time it was complete, Anna might not want to solve this mystery anymore. She might not want anything except a collar and person to call ‘Owner.’ Just like everyone else who the program snared. With every shred of her self-control she closed the browser tab and checked the logs for everything the server had been sending out to the browsers and apps used by the public.
She breathed a sigh of relief.
The code wasn’t out in the wild yet. It was only pushing itself to IP addresses inside the company network. “Why?” she wondered while the fingers of one hand plucked at her puffy pussy lips, trying to hold off the waves of arousal enough to concentrate. A trial run? A targeted attack? She had to get to the bottom of this, and quickly. But how, without exposing herself anymore to those horny images and stories that turned her pussy (and brain) into a juicy, delicious mess?
Maybe she could find the other chunks somewhere else in the database. She couldn’t have been the only person who- She pulled her fingers from her cunt with a slick “pop” and smacked herself on the forehead. ‘Your brain goes soft when you’re horny girl,’ she told herself. Xiu-Li was trying to figure this out almost all day yesterday. She found the other woman’s table in the database and searched her browser history entries.
Jackpot. There were over one-hundred chunks spread out over six hours or so. Anna pulled all the chunks into her file stitcher and waited, tugging at her nipples. Maybe she should make herself cum a couple times to clear her head? She couldn’t decide if it was a good idea or if her pussy was just trying to convince her it was a good idea. “It makes sense to masturbate,” she mused “but only until the file finishes unpacking.”
She settled back into the chair and draped her legs over the desk to get her hands on herself… just in time for a soft ping to alert her that the file was finished stitching. When she failed to close the dialog box, the software opened the file for her. Anna had just enough time to realize her final, fatal mistake: the corrupted web pages only had small pieces of the brainwashing program embedded. She’d just infected her system with the complete file.
Oh shit oh shit oh shit oh shit oh shit oh shit
She glanced at the power button on her computer. ‘Turn it off!’ she screamed in her head. But the button was small, and hard, and shiny… just like her clit. She hesitated while she circled a finger over the aching folds of her sex. Her pussy had what it wanted: her fingers playing with it and her mind open and ready for programming.
She lurched in her seat as the software took over her computer and blasted her with a powerful subliminal attack. The words and images were coming rapid fire; too fast to understand what she was seeing. Which kept her off balance and confused while the software beamed commands directly into her subconscious to keep masturbating and watching. She quaked in the chair, whimpering as she felt the moment pass. She’d lost. She’d let go of her one chance to save herself because she was too horny to stop jilling off. She’d lost and the program had won.
It would make her do things. Sexy things. Terrible things maybe. It wouldn’t matter. After she was fully enslaved, they’d be one and the same in her mind. It was all just a chance to obey and cum. She couldn’t feel sorry for herself. It was her fault for being such a weak whore. If she hadn’t wet her pussy at the first taste of a good mindfuck, she’d still be a free woman. She’d still be-
The door to her office opened and shut. She couldn’t see who it was. She couldn’t pull her eyes away from the blistering images and words draining her free will. The lithe frame and oval face of Xiu entered her vision. “Anna. You found the file,” she stated. Anna grimaced her eyes wide and terrified. “Help. Please. The computer.” Xiu glanced down at the case on the floor. “Please!” Anna gasped. Xiu exited her field of view but she felt the other woman bump into her chair as she knelt down. She was saved, ’Oh god, thank you Xiu! You saved me, you really-‘
Anna screamed as she felt Xiu’s face push into her plump sex and devour it with her lips and tongue. Her balled up fists pounded on the arms of her chair until Xiu’s fingers closed around her wrist and pulled her whole body closer, sucking Anna’s cunt into her mouth as she began to grind her face in a merciless figure-eight pattern in-time to the sex-beat.
Anna spasmed in the chair, arching her back until she thought it would break. Then, she collapsed, as Xiu began to tease her throbbing pussy, slowly building the foundation for her next mind-shattering orgasm. As the heat began to flicker inside her sex again, the program began imprinting her with the most important information she would ever hold in her brain.
The Program must be shared…
Excellent manips; would suggest showing your victim as far down as her heel-yips, as her toes curl in subliminally-controlled ecstacy. Just a suggestion, you understad
Hell,i`d want to see Xiu WITH her FACE in her crotch,with her having her eyes glued,but seeing HER face screaming from pleasure..Good added sexual feature,make it REALLY HOT,LOL!
This might be your best story/manip yet. Outstanding!
Love it! This might be the hottest story you’ve written, and I love the pictures that go along with it. Reminds me a lot of Tabico’s ‘Sub Routine’ story from the EMCSA, which has a similar vibe to it.
Amazing work as always, always fantastic to see what you can do.
Great stuff. Liked the story in itself and the manips are great too (the model is a bonus as well).
I have to remember not to read your stuff in certain locations 😉 HOT!
Outstanding story!!!! Good video animations!! I would have to say 9 out 10! Only because there has to be room for improvement you understand.
The artwork is very beautiful, Anna stunning and the words exceptionally erotic. I found myself really wanting to be Anna…..giving in to the programming and Xiu-Li’s seductive control. I wouldn’t like to find this a program on my work computer!
You had me jilling away to the bottom. What an amazing read
Wow thank you so much for writing it
I love your stories and look forward to more
fuck me i want this