TITLE:: All we like Sheep

After quickly washing off his hands in the sink, Peter linked hands with Angela and led her out of the kitchen and into the living room. Her conversion by his mind controlling CD was complete. She had already let him finger her to orgasm while docilely agreeing to help him have sex with the two young girls in her living room. Those girls were her responsibility, members of her church youth group. That didn't matter much to Angie anymore though.

Hours of listening to his specially enhanced version of the Messiah had programmed her from an up-tight goodie two shoes into a wanton slut. Nothing would be allowed to interfere with her desire to please and serve her Master. Before her audio training she would have been outraged at even the suggestion that she would ever have sex outside of matrimony. Now she was Peter's willing accomplice to her own molestation and rape and eager to help Stacey and Kayla to become obedient fuck-sluts just as she was.

Approaching the girls from behind, Peter was glad to see that they were both very pretty with shapely bodies, tight little asses and perky breasts. He quickly came up with a plan for how he would finish bringing these two young woman under his control.

"Well Angie" he said loudly, causing both Stacey and Kayla to finally notice his presence, despite the mind pounding they were receiving from the music, "This must be Stacey and Kayla. I thought this was supposed to be a Church youth group meeting. This looks like a meeting of three beauty queen contestants." Peter said with wide smiles for both the girls.

"Girls, this is Peter Cross, the gentleman I was telling you about" Angela said while tightly holding Peters hand and pressing her hip against him.

As soon as Angela had identified who Peter was the girls attention became riveted to him.

The music swelled from the stereo

Who is the King of Glory?
   / Peter loves you, you love Peter, you are a wanton slut /
The Lord of the Hosts,
   / You want to fuck Peter he is your Lord, Obey! /
He is the King of Glory
   / Be a slut, Peter wants that /
   / Obey whore!, fuck him slut! /

The girls both went from calmly listening to the music to raptly staring at Peter. They had been queued by Angie's pronouncement of Peter's identity. Now that they knew who he was they would stop at nothing to be allowed to satisfy the incredible yearnings and desires they felt for this man.

While the girls babbled their names and other inconsequential information about how happy and thrilled they were to meet him he nodded and paid attention to what was important to him. Studying the two girls Peter liked what he could see; young taut firm bodies, and enough suppressed sexual energy to light a small city. It wouldn't be any problem at all to include these girls in his plans.

Peter was very pleased and very aroused. From the glassy look in the girls eyes they had already had their subconscious minds completely converted by the music. They were both obviously horny and ready for a full blown sexual explosion. Their skin was flushed, their nipples were showing, and they both seemed unable to stop squirming their asses around trying to relieve the itch between their legs. No one but him seemed to be aware of the musky feminine smell that was permeating the atmosphere. All that remained was to give them reasons to consciously accept and act on what they had been subconsciously trained to think.

Walking forward with Angie still clutching his side he spotted the Christmas present he had prepared so carefully for her.

"Oh! I almost forgot, you still need to open my Christmas present, Angie. I saw something in the store that I thought would look great on you. Why don't you take my present upstairs open it and then you can come down and model it for us. I'll just sit here and talk to the girls." Peter said. With his eyes he motioned Angie to get the present and get out.

Angie pouted. She could see the lust written on Stacey and Kayla's faces and she wanted to be first to get into his pants and onto his cock.. Peter gestured with his hand though and the command in his eyes was plain. Snatching up the large box Angie quickly exited the room.

"I'll be right back", she called over her shoulder, "I have a special gift I want to give you too Peter!".

Peter sat between the two girls. Getting this close to them was like lighting a match to two dry Christmas trees. Both of the girls found themselves drawn irresistibly to Peter's side.

Stacey couldn't believe her own arousal. She licked her lips for the twentieth time. Peter was the only man for her! Any thoughts or feelings she might have had for her boyfriend, Jeff, were gone. Peter was the one! Peter loved her. Peter would be good to her. Peter was so, fucking sexy. She would do anything for Peter. Peter didn't mind her cuddling up to him like this and rubbing her aching nipples against his arm. Peter wanted her to be his slut, his lover, his sex toy. That was what was right and correct for her. It was getting so hard to think! Her mind was full of images of fucking and sucking. Her pussy was on fire and she knew that only Peter's prick would satisfy that need. Thoughts of sexual surrender and obedience which had upset and scared her at first were now so pleasurable and correct seeming that she welcomed and embraced them.

Reaching her hand out slowly, Kayla tentatively touched Peter's arm. A shudder traveled into her fingers and exploded like lightning into her nervous system. "Ohhh ummmm". Her pussy was so wet and sensitive. She had feared being near Peter, but as the power of touching him sang through her body causing her to orgasm she surrendered to her new thoughts. Peter was a God. He was incredibly sexy. He would love her and be so good to her. All she had to do was become his obedient sexual slave. A horny slut! A willing cunt! Only hours before these thoughts would have shocked and alarmed her, but no longer. Peter! Obey Peter! I love him! I must serve and please and touch and fuck andddd..... I will give him my body and soul! It is only right. Gripping Peter tightly to her she could barely think. She moaned and cooed against Peter's neck.

"That's very good girls. Snuggle up real close to me and don't be afraid to get to know me. We are going to be very close. Listen carefully to my voice. Listen to my words! Accept what I say. You both will feel beautiful, wonderful things. All you have to do is listen to my voice and relax. Give in to that voice in your head. Accept what you know is right. Relax and surrender all your worries and cares to me. I will tell you what to think and what to do. You both know that would be perfect, don't you?" he asked knowing that just the fact of listening to him was draining all will from the shapely sluts-to-be.

"Ummm yessssss!!!, I will obey you Peter. You make me feel sooo fucking hot and horny" Kayla whispered into his ear. Her tongue was leaving hot wet trails on the left side of his face and neck.

"Always..., do whatever..., yes Peter!, yes, yes perfect, must do as Peter says..... must fuck Peter!" Stacey swept her long brown hair out of her face and attached herself to the right side of Peter's neck. Her other hand lowered to the zipper of her jeans. The sound of her zipper coming down was echoed almost immediately by the sound of Kayla's doing the same.

Peter looked up from the lust stoned girls and realized that Angela had returned and was awaiting his pleasure.

"Ah Angie you look wonderful in that, don't you think so girls?" he called the girls attention to their former Youth Leader.

There was just enough of the old Stacey and Kayla left to feel shock at Angie's appearance. Shock that was immediately replaced with arousal and envy.

If Angie felt any embarrassment over her outfit it didn't show. Peter thought that she looked better than he had ever seen her.

Her outfit was a straight from a porno flick. She was dressed in a Kelly green lace bra that just barely contained her huge tits. Doing more to display than conceal her crotch were a lacy pair of see through green panties. Her dark orange muff was visible and the lips of her swollen cunt were pressed wetly against the sheer material. She was perched on four inch black leather heels. Around her waist was a heavy golden slave chain with a small tag that read Peter's Slut on it.

It wasn't the costume that was erotic though. It was Angela. She had totally accepted her new role in life and was reveling in it. She was totally free to become the perfect fuck toy of her Master and she had never known such a feeling of completeness, and correctness. She was exuding lust and sexuality like sweat! She was a women ready and willing for all things pleasurable.

Kayla was amazed. My god, she's perfect! I want to be like her. I want to be Peter's slut. She smiled at Angela and received a smile in return as her eyes glazed over with lust and she began removing her blouse and bra the better to serve Peter her master. Her small nipples, erect and aching were soon pressed to Peter's side.

"Oh Peter!!", Stacey moaned "Angela is your slut, I'm so happy for her. Let her serve you. Let us all serve you. Won't you please be our Master?" her begging was complimented by her fingers running down his chest. As her eyes achieved the same glassy mindless expression Kayla's had assumed she wrestled his zipper down and lovingly drew his fat nine inch prick out of his underwear. Once it was where they could all see it, it was the new center of all their attentions.

"Yes Kayla, Yes Stacey, you will call me Master and you will join Angie as my loving, fucking slaves. You will obey me in all things. You will never question me or my actions. You love me and belong to me body and soul. Your only concern is pleasing me. You are my little sluts now."

Kayla could only nod her head in agreement. She was salivating looking at her master's cock. She helped Stacey pull his pants down and off and then cupped his balls, thrilling to the feel of them., lying warm and full of yummy sperm, in her hand.

Stacey slowly stroked her fingers up and down Peter's prick. "Yes Master, I will obey you Master, I will do whatever you request Master. Please let me serve you Master!".

Angie fell to her knees. Crawling forward she quickly brought her lips down and captured the tip of Peter's prick. Stacey helped guide it in and then released it as Angie's stretching lips met her hand. A small drop of pre-cum entered Angela's mouth and she lost all control of herself. She sucked and fucked his juicy thick stalk. She made oral love to his prick, slurping, sucking twirling and licking for all she was worth. Nothing had ever tasted so good or pleased her so much as her new demented lust for fresh sperm and hot prick. She lost her own identity and became a tireless cock-sucker.

Peter directed the actions of his other two cum sluts. He had both girls strip naked. Then he began kissing them, alternating between their mouths and their rigidly erect nipples as he was inclined. Stacey knelt on his left, her knees spread, and Kayla was on his right. While he tongued and kissed he also fingered the girls to multiple orgasms. Like Angela they were aroused to the point of easy stimulation.

One of Peter's fingers circled and teased Stacey's clit. He enjoyed the feel of her short blond cunt hair brushing across his palm. Her juices coated his fingers in a slippery syrup. This made it simple to fuck a finger up into her tight quim and a second finger into her hot little butt. Kayla was even further gone on her new master. Every touch of his fingers upon her dripping twat made her jump and squeal with another orgasm.

Angie's loving attention to his prick reminded him that there was only so much of him to go around. He broke off his sexual attack on Stacey and Kayla long enough to rearrange matters to his liking.

Lifting Angela's face from his pulsating cock he gave his little sluts new orders. He was happy to see that no resistance was exhibited by either of the young girls to his commands.

Kayla laid down on the couch and Stacey climbed on top of her in a perfect sixty nine.

"Very good girls, now lick each others hot little slits and asses till you make you partner cum. Then keep licking and pleasuring each other until I tell you to stop. You will do this because it pleases me to watch you acting like lesbian whores. You will do this because I tell you to. You will obey your master and find perfect joy and satisfaction in whatever he tells you to do. Get to it my young bitches!" he commanded and was happy with the slurping, sucking noises and mounting cries of joy that resulted.

Kayla licked Stacey's beautiful pink and coral pussy lips, marveling in the joyous gift of obedience and total sexual freedom she had received from her Master. She had never imagined that girl sex could be so pleasurable or be something so would participate eagerly in. She groaned in ecstasy as Kayla sucked her clit and fucked her tongue first into her cunt and then into her virgin ass. Even as she was bringing her sister slut to multiple orgasms in return, she was still listening to the music and sinking further and further into her Master's mental control.

At this point even if she had known what was being done to her she would not have resisted. Everything felt too wonderful and she was convinced of the rightness of what she was doing even as she licked Kayla's glorious girl juices from her cheeks and face and dove back in for more.

Leaning Angela against the arm of the couch Peter savagely ripped her panties off her. Reaching around her, he grabbed her erect nipples and gave them a rough massage before unsnapping and removing her bra. Quickly he stripped off his remaining clothing. Pressing himself against her back he rested his hot prick between the cheeks of her ass. Her high heels raised her up just enough that he merely had to spread her legs a bit and bend his knees a little to line his prick up with her cunt. Straightening up he gloried in Angie's cries of fulfillment and the mind blowing feel of her tight vaginal walls rhythmically gripping him and coating him with her hot cream.

Angie couldn't help herself she came and even before her Master could start fucking her properly, she came again. Everything was perfect. Peter's cock was hot and hard in her cunt. The music seemed to take all her cares away. His hands on her titties was making her quiver and shake. She shuddered with each impact of Peter's crotch against her body. It was an effort just to think, so she stopped doing it. She orgasmed and squeezed her vaginal muscles the better to please her Master.

"I love you Angela! You will be my sweet sexual slut forever!" Peter said as he pushed her over the arm so that she was bent at the waist. This eased his entry into her delicious sex and let him see her orange furred slit being split and pounded by his prick.

He was able to hold off for five minutes and establish a good stroking rhythm before he began to orgasm. Angie was cumming like a sparkler screaming and crying her ecstasy. Her panting, mouth was hanging open, drool falling from the corner as she stared blankly at her young companions licking and sucking each other. The pure heat of her gripping sex finally drove him to withdraw his shrinking cock. Angie's fingers were immediately there to longingly stroke his slimy prick. She almost seemed determined not to let him go. Without thinking her fingers slipped into her cunt and captured some of his semen as it leaked out. Those fingers disappeared into her mouth and Peter watched as she sucked and fingered and scooped all the cum she could find into her mouth to be savored and tasted.

Now that Peter had taken the edge of his initial lust he felt compelled to give all of his new slaves a test run. He wanted to assure their acceptability and qualifications.