TITLE:: All we like Sheep

Peter hadn't planned on capturing three women with his special Mind Adapting CD but now that he had, he felt compelled to put them through their paces.

In a way he was sure that the subliminals , from the still playing music, even affected him. Making him love himself, making him horny, making him want to be obeyed and served. Just as these young women now were his horny lovers eager to obey and serve. Necessity is the mother of invention they say. Peter's problem was one prick and nine sexy possible holes to fill. Necessity gave Peter a perverse idea, of a way to take each of the young women and not come too fast or too often.

He called Stacey and Kayla away from their lesbian lick fest.

When they were able to focus their eyes again they came to attention and begged permission to serve and please him.

He lined them up on the couch. Each of the young women was naked and fully aroused. Little blond Stacey leaned back on the couch lifting her knees up and spreading them. She fingered her wet pussy and sucked a finger seductively. Her fingers pushed her lips wide apart so that he had a fine view of her tiny pink opening.

Kayla kneeled facing away from Peter. Her tight little anus and the dark wet fuzz surrounding her twat were peeking out from between her athletic, well toned ass cheeks. She was slowly fucking a single finger into her wetness while swaying and grinding her butt. Looking back over her shoulder her eyes burned with desire as she took some of her cream and spread it around her flexing asshole till it glistened and shined with readiness.

Angela leaned back on the couch. She had picked up a bottle of hand cream. As Peter watched she squirted a good amount onto her tits and began to massage it in. Pushing her D-Cup mounds together she twisted and tweaked her nipples until the were standing rigidly above her already aroused aureoles. She swung her shoulders and gave Peter a come hither glance that was a plea to come and fuck her tits with his cock.

All three girls were moaning and groaning in desire. They hissed and purred with pleasure trying to interest their Master in fucking them next.

Peter was hard pressed to stick to his plan.

Standing in front of Stacey he reached for her head and brought her face directly to his limp hanging cock.

Stacey heard his command to "Suck me like a good slut Stacey" and was on him before the word "me" had left his lips. She was so horny! Her dedication to serving her Master knew no limits. She enjoyed stroking her tongue over his velvety prick. Her taste buds seemed to explode with pleasure at the combined flavors of his sperm and Angela's juicy cream mixed together. With one hand on each of Peter's tight flexing ass cheeks she sucked and slurped her first cock ever into her mouth and moaned her delight.

Her mind was still sucking up the music like a sponge. Her mind reinterpreted every command and fed her a litany of lusty thoughts. Stacey is a good slut, Stacey serves her Master, Stacey loves to fuck, Stacey loves Peter's cock, Stacey must obey, Stacey is a good slave

Peter rested a hand on each of her ears and slowly mouth fucked Stacey. Her twirling tongue, sucking lips and wanton abandon soon had Peter rising again. When her lips were stretched and he was knocking on the entrance to her throat with his hard on, he stopped her.

Sinking down between her knees Peter smiled at Stacey. Placing her ankles over his shoulders he lined her golden rimmed slit up with his cock. Pulling her forward until their mouths met he pushed his tongue into her mouth as he inched the tip of his cock into her. Stacey groaned in pleasure into his mouth as he groaned into hers.

Fuck She was hot and so tight that he could feel every inch of her insides as inch by inch he wedged his prick into her tight cunt. Peter controlled his urge to spear her and spent three minutes slowly pressing himself forward until he felt himself hit bottom.

Stacey squealed and came causing a delicious wave of stroking contractions to flow over Peter's buried rod. For his own pleasure he began pumping his prick into her slick hole and was quickly stroking in and out. Stacey clung to his neck and did what she could to slap her crotch up into his downward stroke. She soon lost the ability to do anything though as a shower of repeating, cascading orgasms overtook her. Her eyes rolled up into her head and she passed out still grunting and crying out in ecstasy.

Peter pulled his prick out of Stacey and closed his eyes for a moment to reduce his risk of cumming prematurely. He could just hear the soft pleading whispers of Kayla. "Now me Master, oh please now me....!!, let me pleasure you. Give me your hard prick. I want it sooooo fucking much!!".

Shifting to his left he placed himself in back of Kayla's undulating butt. Slapping her ass, once, hard, he caught her eyes and let her know that he decided when and what his sex slaves would perform.

"Clean my cock with your little slut tongue Kayla" he commanded. He quickly turned her around and guided her eager lips to his red pulsing member.

Peter let Kayla do her amateur best on him. Before tonight she had only had sex twice. She was unconcerned with that now though, her programming demanded her absolute service and obedience to Peter. There was a better chance of her slitting her throat than of not obeying and pleasuring the man her mind had been compelled to accept as her God. She slurped and sucked and tongued his prick with a maniacal gleam in her lust lidded eyes. Her mouth was small enough that she was forced to stretch her jaw painfully in order to get just five inches into her mouth.

Kayla didn't mind the pain. She was thrilled as Peter's hands cupped her head and began pumping his cock into her mouth. Her mind was in a delicious altered state. Watching Stacey fuck their Master had been so incredibly sexy. She had been terribly envious and was now eager to prove her own worth as a sexual plaything to Peter. She had fingered her clit to orgasm twice just watching, concepts like shame and inappropriate had no hold on her now.

She was in heaven. Her Master was letting her pleasure him. He tasted so fucking good! His prick was like a rod of sweet hot iron scalding her mouth. At the same time it gave her total satisfaction and joy to be able to let Peter slam his meat into her willing slut mouth. She moaned and groaned and did her best to get her Master's yummy sperm to flow into her mouth.

When Kayla's efforts had brought him to full arousal again, Peter stopped her. He turned her back around to kneel on the couch before him. Pushing her forward until she could grip the back of the couch he made room for himself between her taut young thighs. He considered trying to take her anally but decided against it. He didn't think he could take her tightness or she could take his size. Looking at the size of her tiny opening compared to the bulbous tip of his cock he wasn't even sure she could take him vaginally.

His plan to enjoy all three women before blowing his load again demanded that he take it slow.

Peter positioned the tip of his cock just under the slick lips of Kayla's shuddering sex.

"Sit on my prick, Kayla. Show your Master what a cock- slut you are. Get all of that hot meat up your cunt. You want to feel my thick hot cock pounding your creamy cunt don't you?"

Peter wasn't going to help. He wanted to see if Kayla would give in to her programmed desires and forget all propriety in her desire to serve him.

Kayla tried to capture Peter's cock with her pussy. She lowered and raised her ass trying to get it to enter her. She nearly cried out in frustration as it kept sliding up between ass cheeks or went skimming across her aching vagina to brush against her clit. She knew Peter could have forced it into her if he wanted to, but he seemed content to lightly massage her butt and anus and run his fingers up and down her back.

Peter called out encouragement to Kayla while he watched Angie stroke her greasy tits and flick her tongue over her lips in a sexy dance. "Come on Kayla! A good slut would be fucking her Master by now. When I saw your face tonight, I knew you would be an excellent lover, a hot cunt, a great fuck. Now prove to me that you want my cock. That you want to be my obedient young whore! Come on Kayla! Do it!".

Kayla surrendered to her Master's voice and commands. Everything he said was true. She needed to stop messing around and take some initiative here. Her Master didn't want a brain dead Barbie doll. He wanted a lover, a fucker, a horny bitch whore that would pleasure him in new and imaginative ways. With the glorious strains of Handel pounding all thoughts of self from her brain she went to work.

Reaching between her legs, Kayla quickly stroked her clit to make her pussy even hotter and wetter for her Master. Using her finger tips she collected her fluids and greased three of her fingers. Grunting and moaning, she slowly worked those three fingers into her incredibly tight little pussy. She began to slowly stroke them in and out. She called out her lust to Peter telling him how much she wanted his cock and that she would be his perfect lover once she had prepared her nasty cunt for him.

Her only previous experience, was a boy five inches long and just over an inch thick. She knew now that she needed a little stretching before Peter would be able to enter her. She had embraced her mental slavery though and knew that Peter would be pleased not angered by her actions to make things more pleasurable for both of them. Kayla realized that stroking herself like this served two purposes. It brought her closer to being able to take her Master's fat cock, which she desired above all other things, and she realized now that masturbating for her Master was just another way for a slut to visually stimulate and please. All of Kayla's old morals and beliefs were crumbling like dust before her new certainty that anything that pleased Peter was right.

With three last painfully pounding strokes of her fingers to wet pussy, Kayla pulled them out with a pop. Reaching further back she gripped her Master's pecker like a whore who would not be denied. Her fingers twirled and swirled up and down Peter. Just touching him brought fresh waves of lust and desire to Kayla's sex addicted brain.

Tugging and directing, Kayla took a small measure of control, anxious that this would please Peter. At the same time, she knew, that this was exactly what he wanted. Wanton, nympho slut's, demanding sex, but ready and eager to obey as ordered at the same time.

"Come on stud" she whispered breathily "bring that fat mother fucker up here so I can wrap my hot little twat around it!"

Peter smiled at Angela in approval and gestured towards Kayla with his eyes, as if to say "Isn't she just darling with her dirty slut mouth, and her FUCK ME Master attitude?"

Kayla didn't care about that though. She had what she wanted. With her hand wrapped around Peter's sticky rock hard dick she brought the tip to the entrance of her cunt. Ten hours before she never would have imagined herself doing these things. Now though it felt natural and right and above all it felt so fucking good she was sure the top of her head was going to explode.

Peter watched in pride as Kayla used his prick like a fat dildo. She greased the tip in the hot juices dripping from her. Then she forced it into her tight quim with the hunger and determination of a starving women. As soon as the tip was lodged inside she came arching her back and screaming his name to the ceiling. Even as she was shattered by her orgasm she managed to keep one hand on the rest of his cock so that she didn't lose her cunt's grasping hold.

Quaking and moaning in an effort to regain control Kayla worked to fuck her Master's prick. Inch by slow inch disappeared between her legs. Twice she stopped to maul her own tits and arch her back, a mini orgasm ripping through her. When this happened obscenities tripped from her lips like gum drops as she praised and worshipped the name of her God. She squeezed her vaginal muscles and was pleased to hear Peter groan in response. She braced her hands on the back of the couch and threw her body back, impaling herself on Peter's meat. When she couldn't take anymore she began to pull forward off him only to push back hard capturing and engulfing him again.

Peter finally took a hand. Grabbing Kayla's waist securely he halted her motions. Reaching slowly around Kayla's slim hips he let his fingers stroke down through her pubic hair. He wet his fingers in her oily fluids and then brought one sticky finger around to press against and then enter her ass. The other hand began to flick and stroke her tiny clit. Shifting his hips forward he buried his dick in Kayla just as he sank his finger into her ass to the third knuckle.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh myyyyyyy Gooooooodddd!!!!!!" Kayla screamed. Her entire body contracted with the incredible pleasure that seemed to erupt simultaneously from every point on her body at once. "I CAN'T.... I CANNNNNN"TTT ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Yes! Yes YES!!!!." Her screams became mindless grunts as she passed out.

Peter quickly pulled his cock from Kayla and squeezed it roughly to avoid nearly losing control. He pushed Kayla onto Stacey's limp body. She was just barely recovering from her own fucking. Kayla's lips affixed onto Stacey's nipple and her fingers quickly sank into her Youth group partner's sex. Stacey reacted blindly by falling loosely back onto the couch she had been trying to rise from and quickly finding and stroking fingers into her girlfriend's recently stretched twat.

Peter didn't have much hope of lasting very long with Angela. Even though he had done the minimum he could to bring each of the younger girls to orgasm, his prick was still aching from the hot tightness of their sheaths. Being inside Kayla and Stacey as their vaginal walls had shuddered and convulsed had been a test of his abilities. Standing now with his reddened cock bobbing in the air, he watched Angie continue to stroke and fondle her breasts while letting her knees open and close to reveal her aroused and wet pussy.

His balls were full of molten lava and he was going to erupt very soon.

Angie cooed and sighed her pleasure, and tried to think. With lust filled eyes she had watched Peter fuck her two young friends. Stacey had looked so fucking hot with Peter pounding her tight young snatch, she thought. She wondered why she had never tried to get her young friends to fuck Peter before? It seemed so obvious now. Kayla, she was happy to see had become a real cock hound too. She had loved every second of her slow impalement. Seeing the girl's young slits split and pounded by Peter's prick, slimy with their arousal, had seemed somehow a perfect scene. Peter deserved any pleasure he could derive from all of his slaves. Cum sluts like Stacey, Kayla and her should be proud to pleasure their Master however they were permitted.

"Master, how may I serve you" Angie panted, her desire and need written in every motion of her body, every sound she made. Angie wasn't acting like a sex slave anymore. She had become what she had been told to become. She was a sex starved whore ready to service her Master.

Holding each breast in a hand she made a greasy valley between them and offered this or any other part of her body that Peter desired.

Peter happily knelt in her lap and pressed his cock into the offered crack. Angie moaned as she wrapped herself around his hot meat and he began to fuck her tits. Arching her neck painfully she was able to lick and suck at the tip of his cock as winked up through the top of her greasy fleshy mounds.

Peter was pleased when Stacey and Kayla came and stood on either side of him and began stroking and kissing his body. The stereo continued to pound their pliant minds with his commands and the pleasure they were experiencing was finishing the job of dissolving their former attitudes and selves and leaving him with two beautiful young sex slaves to explore and learn the wonders of.

As Peter picked up the speed of his tit fuck; all three of the women seemed to reach a heightened awareness of his imminent eruption.

Kayla began to frig her clit with a blurring hand as she felt Peter's ass tense.

Stacey cruelly twisted her own nipples while fucking her tongue into Peter's mouth.

Angie just moaned in anticipation and squeezed her super sensitive tits together harder as she felt her pussy begin to convulse and snap at the cock she so desperately wanted buried up in her.

The slapping sounds of Peter's meat jacking between Angela's breasts was finally replaced by the calls of his release.

"Ohhhhh fuck........... you horny bitches are toooo fuck innnngg muchhh ..... YEAAAHHH!!! Here it cumsssssssssss you sluts!!!! All my hot cum!!!!"

Peter pulled his prick free and stroked it as streamers of white sperm sprayed forth. He put the first blasts on Angela's tits; the next in her face and hair; and then stroked the last few painful blasts and final dribbles directly on to her waiting cunt.

He didn't have to tell Kayla and Stacey what to do. Stacey's blond head went tongue first into Angie's crotch. Licking, sucking and swallowing as much cream from Peter and Angela as she could find. Stacey licked the cum from Angie's face. Her tongue picking up globs which she then transferred tongue to mouth to Angela to enjoy. She rubbed her smaller tits into Angela's cum streaked mounds and then they traded off licking the spend from each others breasts.

For just a second Peter felt a blurring sense of compulsion to do Something.

Then it was gone.

Pulling his happily trained cum sluts up from the coach he led the fuck dazed crew, upstairs to Angela's bedroom where their games could continue.