Stories

LUKE

Luke was back from college. He stepped into his room, still buzzing with the intoxicating high of power. The scent of Devika’s perfume—musky, floral, and thick with the lingering tang of sex—clung to his skin. He tossed his bag onto the bed, his fingers twitching with restless energy. The world had shifted beneath him, and he was no longer the same pathetic college kid who jerked off to fantasies of his professor. Now, he owned her.

His laptop sat open on the desk, the RVR interface still glowing faintly on the screen. He cracked his knuckles and leaned forward, already imagining his next target. The class head-girl, Ananya—the self-righteous bitch who had ratted him out to Devika in the first place. Payback was long overdue.

Luke’s fingers flew across the keyboard, pulling up the RVR dashboard. He clicked the "Add New Subject" button, ready to input Ananya’s name—

ERROR: SUBJECT SLOTS LOCKED

A red alert box flashed across the screen, mocking him.

"What the fuck?" His jaw clenched. He slammed his palm against the desk, rattling the mouse. The message expanded:

UNLOCK ADDITIONAL SUBJECT SLOTS BY ACHIEVING 100% CONDITIONING LEVEL WITH CURRENT SUBJECT.

CURRENT SUBJECT’S CONDITIONING LEVEL: 26%

Luke’s breath hitched. Twenty-six percent? That was it? After everything—after bending Devika over her own desk, after making her beg for his cum—he was barely a quarter of the way there?

A hot, ugly surge of frustration burned in his chest. He grabbed the edge of the desk, knuckles white. Fine. If the system wanted more, he’d give it more. He’d break Devika down further, twist her into something even more obedient, more his.

His fingers hovered over the keyboard, poised to exit the interface—then he noticed it. A new tab, nestled between "Profile" and "Command Log": BIOMETRICS.

Luke clicked.

The screen split into a grid of real-time data streams—Devika’s heart rate, body temperature, arousal levels, even a neural compliance index that pulsed like a living thing. A graph at the bottom tracked her "Conditioning Progress".

And then, at the very bottom, a single, ominous button:

ACTIVATE PHYSICAL CONDITIONING

Luke’s lips curled into a slow, vicious smile.

Oh, Devika, he thought, we’re just getting started.

---

Luke clicked on it. The new screen loaded with a smooth, almost organic transition—like a living thing unfurling before him. The screen split into two panels.

On the left, a highly detailed 3D model of Devika’s body rotated slowly, rendered in stark, clinical precision. Every curve, every imperfection, every intimate contour was mapped perfectly—her full breasts swaying slightly with simulated breath, the soft fold of her stomach. The model was so lifelike that Luke could almost smell her again—the musk of sweat, the faint floral notes of her perfume, the metallic tang of arousal.

On the right, a scrolling list of biological statistics, each one editable.

PHYSICAL ATTRIBUTES

• Height: 165 cm
• Weight: 72 kg
• Body Fat %: 28.3
• Bust: 98 cm (38D)
• Waist: 86 cm
• Hips: 104 cm
• Muscle Tone: Moderate [Adjustable to Soft, Athletic or Defined]
• Pheromone Output: Elevated [Adjustable to Subtle, Overpowering or Suppressed]

Below that, a second category:

REPRODUCTIVE & SEXUAL BIOMETRICS

• Libido Level: High (Post-Coital Spike) [Adjustable to Baseline, Suppressed or Hyperactive]
• Fertility Window: Open (Ovulating) [Can be toggled to Cycle Phase Lock]
• Vaginal Lubrication: Heavy [Adjustable to Dry, Moderate or Flooding]
• Clitoral Sensitivity: Heightened [Adjustable to Dull, Standard or Hypersensitive]
• Anal Elasticity: Moderate [Adjustable to Tight, Trained or Loose]
• Breast Lactation: Inactive [Can be toggled to Active (with adjustable volume)]
• Pain Tolerance: Moderate [Adjustable to Low, High or Masochistic]

And beneath that, the most unsettling section of all:

NEUROLOGICAL & BEHAVIORAL MODIFIERS

• Aggression Response: Suppressed [Adjustable to Passive, Defensive or Hostile]
• Shame Receptivity: Active [Can be toggled to Disabled]
• Pleasure Reward Pathways: Standard [Adjustable to Diminished, Addictive or Overload]
• Memory Retention: Intact [Can be edited with Selective Erasure]
• Speech Inhibition: None [Adjustable to Mute, Filtered or Unrestricted]

Luke’s breath came faster. His fingers hovered over the mouse, trembling not with nerves, but with reverence.

This wasn’t just mind control. This was godhood.

He could make her taller, thicker, softer. He could swell her tits until they were obscene. He could dial her libido up until she was a drooling, desperate slut, or crank her pain tolerance so high she’d take his fist without flinching.

He could erase her memories.

He could make her lactate.

A laugh bubbled up in his throat, dark and giddy. The power was intoxicating—far beyond what he’d imagined when he first cracked the RVR’s cipher. This wasn’t just about bending Devika to his will. This was about remaking her.

The cursor hovered over the "Height" field. Luke’s fingers twitched, itching to input a new value—just to see—but a small, pulsing “info” icon caught his eye. He clicked.

A tooltip expanded:

PHYSICAL MODIFICATION PROTOCOL

• MINOR ADJUSTMENTS (≤5% deviation from baseline): 3–5 days processing time.
• MODERATE ADJUSTMENTS (5–15% deviation): 1–2 weeks.
• MAJOR RESTRUCTURING (>15% deviation): 4–8 weeks.
• EXTREME MODIFICATIONS (skeletal/muscular overhaul): 3–6 months.

It also showed him a warning: Rapid or conflicting alterations may trigger systemic rejection (nausea, fatigue, psychological distress). Incremental changes are recommended for optimal compliance.

Luke exhaled through his nose. Of course, even godhood had rules. But rules were just another kind of puzzle—and he’d always been good at those.

His gaze flicked to the "Conditioning Level"—still a paltry 26%. The system wanted proof of his control before it’d let him play with Ananya. Fine, he’d give it proof.

First, he needed a lab.

Luke minimized the RVR window and grabbed his phone. His thumbs flew over the screen, typing out a message to Devika’s number.

Luke: Address. Now. And don’t make me ask twice.

The reply came much sooner than he expected.

Devika: 'Sree Vilas', Vasanth Nagar Lane 3, the second two-story white house on the right, Master. Key under the mat if I’m not home.

Luke’s grin turned feral. Master. The word sent a jolt through him, hot and possessive. She’d called him by his name this morning—Luke—when she’d whimpered it against his mouth, her thighs slick with his cum. But now? Now she knew her place.

He pulled up a maps app, plugging in the address. 23 minutes by bike. Perfect.

Luke leaned back in his chair, stretching his arms behind his head. The screen’s glow painted his face in cold blue light, but his skin burned.

---

Luke’s parents were in the living room when he strode past, his backpack slung over one shoulder. His mother glanced up, eyebrows lifting slightly at the sight of him fully dressed at this hour.

"Going out?" she asked, voice laced with the kind of mild suspicion that only a mother could perfect.

Luke didn’t break stride. "Study group. Last-minute review before exams start." The lie rolled off his tongue with practiced ease, smooth as the zip of his jacket.

His father grunted, barely looking away from the TV news. "Don’t stay out too late. And don’t let them distract you with nonsense."

"Wouldn’t dream of it," Luke said, already reaching for the doorknob. The corner of his mouth twitched. If only they knew.

The night air hit him like a promise—cool, electric, thick with the hum of distant traffic and the scent of rain-damp pavement. His bike waited where he’d left it, chained to the railing. The lock clicked open under his fingers, the metal cold against his skin.

As he swung a leg over the seat, he paused. For a second, he just breathed—inhaling the freedom, the power, the delicious secrecy of it all. The duality was intoxicating: to them, he was still the suspended screw-up, the kid who needed to be reined in. But the truth?

The truth was that he was on his way to bend a woman to his will in ways she couldn’t even comprehend.

---

The neighborhood was a hush of shadows and scent—night-blooming jasmine, thick and sweet, clinging to the humid air like a second skin. Crickets chirped in the undergrowth, their rhythm steady, hypnotic, the only sound besides the distant pulse of traffic from the main road, muffled by the buffer of coconut palms and banana groves. The house loomed ahead, a modern two-story structure, it’s compound wall was half-hidden by hibiscus bushes, but the gate stood unlocked, as promised.

Luke pushed it open with a slow creak, the metal cool under his palm. The path to the front door was lined with polished stone tiles, reflecting the pale glow of moonlight. The door itself was not locked, just as he expected.

He stepped inside.

The air-conditioned chill hit him first—crisp, sterile, carrying the faintest trace of sandalwood and something floral, maybe the ghost of Devika’s perfume. The space was impeccable: minimalist furniture, dark wood and cream upholstery.

And then there was her.

Devika stood at the foot of the staircase, bathed in the soft glow of recessed lighting. She wore a silk robe, the fabric clinging to the curves he’d already begun reshaping—the silk was dark and deep, the color of bruised plums. Her hands were clasped in front of her, fingers intertwined. Her head was bowed, but not from shame—from worship. The second she heard the door, she lifted her gaze, and the look in her eyes made Luke’s breath catch.

Devotion.

No trace of the sharp-tongued professor remained. No hint of the woman who’d humiliated him in front of his peers. This Devika was softened, molded, her expression open and hungry, lips parted as if waiting for his command. The robe’s collar dipped just enough to tease the swell of her breasts, the shadow of her cleavage, a promise of what lay beneath.

"Master," she whispered, voice thick with reverence. The word hung between them, heavy, electric.

Luke let the door click shut behind him.

The game had begun.

---

Luke didn’t waste time on pleasantries.

He set his backpack down on the glass-topped coffee table with a deliberate thud, the sound sharp in the quiet house. Devika didn’t flinch—she just watched, her dark eyes tracking his every movement like a devotee before an altar. He pulled out his laptop, booted it up, and launched the virtual machine where the RVR Chatbot lived. The screen flickered to life, casting a cold blue glow over his face as he navigated to the “BIOMETRICS” tab.

Devika stepped closer, her bare feet silent on the polished floor. "Master, may I—"

"Be quiet," Luke cut in, not looking up. His voice was flat, clinical, the tone of a man who had already decided the fate of everything in the room. He opened it, the 3D model of Devika’s body rotating slowly on the screen. "I’m going to perfect your form."

Her breath hitched. A flush crept up her neck, visible even in the dim light.

Luke clicked into the "PHYSICAL MORPHOLOGY" section, scrolling past the bust measurements, the waist-to-hip ratio, until he found what he wanted:

GLUTEAL STRUCTURE

• Current Volume: 104 cm (Circumference)
• Fat Distribution: 32% Subcutaneous / 68% Intramuscular
• Density: Firm (Moderate Tone)

His fingers hovered over the keyboard. He deleted the 104, replaced it with 112.

A prompt flashed:

CONFIRM MODIFICATION?

• TARGET: GLUTEAL HYPERTROPHY (7.69% INCREASE)
• METHOD: ADIPOCYTE EXPANSION + MYOFIBRILLAR HYPERPLASIA
• ESTIMATED TIME: 4 WEEKS
• SIDE EFFECTS: Mild thermal sensation, localized tingling, temporary soreness

Luke smirked and clicked "Execute."

The screen blinked, then displayed:

MODIFICATION INITIATED. CELLULAR REGENERATION SEQUENCE ACTIVE. PROGRESS: 0.1%

Devika gasped.

Her hands flew to her chest, fingers splaying over her sternum as if she could feel the changes already taking root deep inside her. Her eyes widened, pupils dilating, her lips parting in a silent “oh.”

"Master, I—I feel—" Her voice was breathy, trembling. "It’s… warm. Like… like something is spreading inside me." She pressed a palm to her lower abdomen, then lower still, toward the curve of her hip. "A tingling. Deep. Like… like bubbles."

Luke leaned back in the armchair, watching her with cold satisfaction. "Good. That means it’s working."

Devika’s fingers dug into the silk robe, her nails biting into the fabric. "It’s… it’s not painful, but it’s… intense." She shifted her weight, her thighs pressing together as if trying to contain the sensation. "I can feel it. Like something is… growing."

Luke reached out, trailing a finger along the screen, tracing the digital curve of her ass on the 3D model. "Four weeks," he murmured. "By then, I’ll sculpt your ass to perfection."

Devika’s breath came faster, her chest rising and falling under the thin silk. "Yes, Master," she whispered.

Luke let himself imagine what she’d look like when it was done.

Thicker. Softer. Heavier.

His.

---

But patience was never Luke’s strong suit. Four weeks? The thought gnawed at him—too long. He wanted results. He wanted control. He wanted to see her twist and writhe under his command now, not in some distant future where his modifications had finally taken root.

His fingers flew across the trackpad, scrolling past the slow, biological reshaping of muscle and fat. He needed something faster. Something immediate.

Then he found it.

NERVOUS SYSTEM

A tooltip pulsed at the edge of the screen:

"Physiological reconstruction is a slow process but nerve signal overrides are instantaneous. Adjust sensory thresholds, reflex arcs, and pleasure-pain pathways in real time. Warning: Extreme settings may induce temporary neurological overload."

Luke’s pulse quickened.

This was power.

He clicked into the Anal Region Controls, the sub-menu expanding with clinical precision. His eyes locked onto the sliders:

Pain Receptors: [ Baseline | Dull | Standard | Masochistic ]

Anal Sensitivity: [ 50% (Numb) | 100% (Standard) | 150% (Enhanced) | 200% (Hyper) ]

Muscle Control: [ Manual (Default) | Auto-Relax (Passive Entry) | Auto-Clench (Resistance Mode) ]

Luke’s fingers hovered over the trackpad.

He dragged the Pain Receptors to Masochistic. He maxed out Anal Sensitivity to 200%. He set Muscle Control to Auto-Relax.

A confirmation box flashed:

NEURAL OVERRIDE ACTIVE. EFFECT: IMMEDIATE.

Devika didn’t even have time to react before the first spasm hit her.

Her back arched violently, a choked gasp tearing from her throat. Her hands flew to her ass, fingers digging into the flesh as if she’d been struck. "M-Master—!" Her voice was raw, trembling. "W-what—?"

Luke didn’t answer. He leaned forward, elbows on his knees, watching her with predatory focus.

"Touch yourself," he ordered, voice low. "Not your cunt, touch your asshole."

Devika hesitated—just for a second—before her hand slid over her ass cheeks, fingers trembling as they brushed over the puckered entrance of her ass. The moment she made contact, her entire body jerked.

"Oh—!" A broken moan spilled from her lips. Her knees buckled, but she didn’t fall—she just swayed, her other hand gripping the back of an armchair for support. "It—it burns—but it—" Her breath hitched. "It feels so good—!"

Luke’s cock twitched in his jeans.

"Fuck," he thought.

He had absolute control.

---

Luke’s restraint shattered.

In one brutal motion, he grabbed a fistful of Devika’s hair and yanked. She cried out—not in pain, but in shocked submission—as he forced her down, bending her over the arm of her own pristine white couch. Her silk robe rode up, exposing the round, trembling globes of her ass, the dark pucker of her entrance already glistening with her nervous butt sweat and arousal that had dripped down.

"You always thought you were better than me, didn’t you?" Luke snarled, his free hand fumbling with his belt. The clink of his buckle was the only warning before his cock sprang free, throbbing and angry, already leaking at the tip. "All those months of looking down at me. Humiliating me. Making me feel like shit."

Devika whimpered, her fingers clawing at the couch cushions. "I—I’m sorry, Master, I—"

"Shut up." He spat the words like venom. "You don’t get to talk. You don’t get to think. You’re just a fucking hole now."

He didn’t wait. He lined himself up, the head of his cock pressing against her hypersensitive entrance. And then—

"AAAH—!"

—he slammed into her in one violent thrust, burying himself balls-deep in her tight, untrained ass. Devika screamed—but not in pain.

The masochistic override did its work. That combined with the 200% sensitivity turned agony into ecstasy, the stretch and burn of his invasion detonating through her nervous system like a live wire. Her back arched, her toes curled, and a broken, keening wail tore from her throat as her body betrayed her, her ass clenching around him in involuntary waves of pleasure.

"Fuck—!" Luke growled, his hips snapping forward again, pounding into her with brutal, rhythmic strokes. The wet, obscene sounds of her ass taking his cock filled the room, mingling with her desperate, animalistic moans.

His free hand snatched his laptop from the coffee table, fingers flying over the trackpad as he pulled up the Muscle Control panel. With a few sharp clicks, he set her internal sphincter to pulsate, then toggled the clench rhythm to match his thrusts.

ANAL MUSCLE RESPONSE: SYNCHRONIZED

FEEDBACK: OPTIMAL STIMULATION DETECTED

"MASTER—!" Her voice cracked, her body convulsing as the forced contractions of her ass milked his cock, each clench sending spikes of pleasure and pain through her overloaded nerves. "I—I CAN’T—IT’S TOO MUCH—!"

"You will take it," Luke snarled, slamming into her harder, his balls slapping against her soaked pussy with every thrust. "You will fucking love it. After everything you did to me? You deserve this."

He reached around, his fingers finding her clit, rubbing in cruel, punishing circles. "You loved making me feel worthless, didn’t you? Well, now you’re the worthless one. Just a used-up slut for my cock."

Devika moaned and whimpered, her body trembling, her ass gripping him so tight it hurt—but the pain only made her wetter, her moans growing louder, more desperate.

"Please—!" she begged, her voice raw. "Please, Master, I—I’m gonna—!"

"You’re gonna what?" Luke demanded, his fingers twisting her clit harder, his cock pistoning into her ruined hole. "Say it."

"I’M GONNA CUM!" she screamed, her back arching off the couch as her orgasm hit her like a freight train, her ass clamping down on his cock in violent, rhythmic spasms.

Luke groaned, his own release tearing through him. "Fuck—! Take it, you filthy bitch—!" His hips stuttered, his cock pulsing deep inside her as ropes of cum flooded her ass, filling her past the point of capacity.

Devika collapsed beneath him, her body twitching, her breath coming in ragged gasps.

Luke pulled out slowly. Cum dripped from her stretched hole, pooling on the couch beneath her.. He smirked down at her broken, trembling form.

"Good girl," he purred.

---

The adrenaline faded as quickly as it had surged, leaving Luke standing over Devika’s spent, trembling body with a strange, unsettling clarity. The couch beneath her was ruined—silk robe askew, cum seeping from her used hole, her breath coming in shallow, ragged gasps. For a moment, he just stared at her, at the mess he’d made, the proof of his power.

Then, something shifted in him.

He crouched, slipping an arm beneath her shoulders. "Come on," he muttered, voice softer than before. "Let’s get you cleaned up."

Devika whimpered, her limbs limp as he lifted her, her body molding against his. She was heavy with exhaustion, her skin flushed, her hair damp with sweat. He carried her to the bathroom, the cool tile floor a shock against his bare feet.

The shower was spacious, modern—he turned the water to warm, testing it with his wrist before guiding Devika beneath the stream. She flinched at first, then melted with a sigh, her head lolling against his shoulder as the water washed over her.

He didn’t speak. He just worked.

His hands were gentle, methodical—lathering soap over her sore body, his fingers tracing the curves he’d soon reshape. He cleaned her thoroughly, even parting her cheeks to rinse the last traces of him from her stretched asshole. Devika whimpered again, but didn’t pull away. When he was done, he wrapped her in a towel, dried her hair with another, then supported her again, helping her walk to the bedroom.

The bed was king-sized, the sheets soft, the pillows plump. He laid her down, pulling a blanket over her. Devika curled onto her side instinctively, her breath slowing, her eyelids fluttering.

Luke watched her for a long moment.

Then he turned and walked out, leaving her to sleep.

Back in the living room, he reclaimed his laptop, the RVR interface still glowing on the screen. The aftercare was over. Now, it was time to build.

He navigated to the Biometrics panel, scrolling past the physical modifications to something deeper.

HORMONAL PROFILE

His fingers hovered over the Oxytocin Levels slider. A tooltip pulsed:

"Oxytocin (Bonding Hormone): Regulates emotional attachment, trust, and pair-bonding. Current baseline: Standard (Fluctuates with social interaction)."

Luke clicked ‘Edit’.

A new menu expanded:

Oxytocin Production Triggers: [ Social Interaction (Default) | Physical Contact | Proximity to Designated Individual | Manual Override ]

Luke selected Proximity to Designated Individual.

Another prompt:

Designate Individual: [ Input Name ]

He typed his own.

CONFIRM LINK?

EFFECT: OXYTOCIN LEVELS WILL SPIKE IN SUBJECT’S PRESENCE, REINFORCING EMOTIONAL DEPENDENCE.

PROCESSING TIME: 3 WEEKS

Luke clicked “Execute.”

The screen flashed green.

MODIFICATION QUEUED.

He wasn’t done.

He scrolled further, past endocrine controls, past neurotransmitter balances, until he found it:

ORGASMIC POTENTIAL

The sub-menu was more complex than the others, layers deep. He drilled down until he found the protocol he wanted:

Neurological Climax Inhibitor [It was set to “INACTIVE”]

He clicked it.

A warning popped up, red and bold:

"WARNING: This function installs a neural block on autonomous orgasm. Subject will be physically incapable of climax without external authorization. Side effects may include heightened frustration, psychological fixation on release, and increased suggestibility."

Luke smirked.

He toggled it “ACTIVE.”

Another prompt:

Authorization Method: [ Voice Command | Manual Input via RVR Interface | Proximity Trigger ]

He selected Manual Input via RVR Interface.

CONFIRM INSTALLATION?

PROCESSING TIME: 2 WEEKS

NOTE: SUBJECT WILL EXPERIENCE INCREASED LIBIDO DURING RESTUCTURING.

Luke hit “Execute.”

The screen flashed again, then updated:

MODIFICATION QUEUED.

He leaned back, crossing his arms.

Devika’s profile now displayed:

ACTIVE PROCESSES QUEUE: 3

1. GLUTEAL HYPERTROPHY (4 WEEKS REMAINING)
2. OXYTOCIN DEPENDENCE LINK (3 WEEKS REMAINING)
3. NEUROLOGICAL CLIMAX INHIBITOR (2 WEEKS REMAINING)

Luke exhaled, slow and satisfied.

He wasn’t just her master anymore. He was her god.

Her body was being reshaped. Her emotions were being rewired. Her pleasure was now his to grant—or deny.

He is now the architect of Devika Nambiar.

He closed the laptop, the screen dimming to black.

Somewhere in the other room, Devika stirred in her sleep.

---

To be continued...

LUKE

Luke woke up early in the morning, he barely slept all night as he thought about how today would turn out. His heart was pounding with anticipation, excitement and a bit of fear.

He wore his uniform and set off for college. It took him almost an hour to get to the campus by bus and when he reached, there were many students around, some looked at him but most paid no attention. Nothing was unusual or out of place.

Luke went to his classroom and saw some familiar faces. A few came up to chat him up and asked him how he's been, it seems like the incident of his suspension was old news by now.

Luke took his seat, at the back of the class, next to a window. As usual, this side had fewer students. He looked outside and saw some other classes taking place in the adjacent building. Everything seemed so mundane that he almost started doubting whether the Rapid Virtual Retrainer (RVR) chatbot would work or not, the anticipation kept him on edge.

After around 15 minutes of waiting anxiously their professor, Devika Nambiar, walked into class. She looked as stunning as ever in her black salwar with a slight hint of cleavage showing through, that was barely modest enough to be passed as appropriate for work. Her hair was tied neatly into a bun at the back which made her look even more authoritative than usual.

Devika began taking attendance and when she came upon Luke's name, instead of just marking present like usual or glaring down at him with disdain as she had done before when he was suspended - this time there was an actual smile on her lips! It wasn't wide but it definitely softened up her expression considerably.

"Welcome back, Luke." Her voice sounded almost warm which took everyone by surprise including himself!

He couldn't help grinning like a fool inside, did the RVR chatbot work its magic overnight? He wasn't completely sure but there is a significant chance. His plans for Devika was finally beginning to take shape. He thought about what kind of things could happen today.

Suddenly Luke heard his name called out loudly - "Luke! Come to my office immediately after your first break."

---

Luke walked out of his classroom after break time and went straight toward Devika's office. His heart was pounding with anticipation and excitement. Devika seemed so different that he was almost sure that the RVR chatbot had worked.

When Luke reached the door to her office, it was shut. With bated breath and an anxious knot forming in his stomach, he raised a hand and knocked sharply against the wooden panel three times.

The sound echoed around him briefly then there was silence until...click! The door creaked open slightly. "Come on in, Luke." Her voice sounded sultry and inviting from within the room. Devika leaned against her desk with one leg crossed over the other, looking incredibly sexy in her tight black salwar that clung to every curve of her body. "Close the door behind you," she ordered him.

As soon as he obeyed, locking it shut with a resounding click - Devika pushed off from where she had been standing, taking slow deliberate steps towards Luke until they were standing face-to-face, just inches apart. Her large breasts strained against the fabric of her top as if begging to be freed from its confines.

Devika's eyes smoldered with lust and desire for him - something he'd never seen directed at anyone else, let alone himself! She reached out grabbing his tie firmly, pulling him closer until their bodies were pressed tightly together. Her breath was hot against his ear as she whispered huskily: "I want you to use me however you please."

Luke was stunned at Devika's sudden change in demeanor. Her earlier coldness towards him seemed like it belonged to another person entirely - this woman practically reeked with raw sexual hunger for him!

The RVR chatbot had worked, Luke was now sure - but how could anyone believe that such a thing would be possible in reality? And yet here they were! "I want you to use me however you please..." Her sultry words echoed repeatedly inside his head as he imagined all sorts of wicked things he wanted to do with her hot body.

"Well, Devika..." He said in the most commanding tone he could manage, trying to assert dominance over the situation. "You've been such an absolute bitch toward me these past months. And now, it's time for some payback." Luke moved closer until their bodies were pressed together firmly once more - one hand reaching up under her salwar top grabbing onto one of those huge tits, roughly squeezing it in his palm, while another moved between her thighs rubbing against the crotch of her leggings.

"Take off your clothes," Luke commanded, getting more comfortable with the dominant role. He watched as Devika hurriedly removed her salwar top above her head. She was wearing a matching black bra under it. She removed the hooks on the back and let it fall to the floor. Luke's heart skipped a beat, this was a first for him. The fact that he was going to lose his virginity to his professor is so surreal that he still half-suspected it to be a dream. Devika groped and squeezed her tits for Luke. Her body was even more stunning than he had imagined - large round breasts with dark brown nipples that stood out like small raspberries; a beautiful waist with slight love handles; wide childbearing hips; and plump thighs, still covered in her black leggings.

Luke undid his belt buckle followed by the button of his jeans letting it slide off easily onto the floor. His boxers soon joined. His semi-erect cock dangled free, getting harder by the second. Luke had an average cock and now it stood erect, a little more than 6 inches of throbbing manhood. If it was under any other circumstances, he would have been very shy being naked in front of a mature woman like Devika, but this was different. At the first sight of his dick, Devika beamed with excitement, like a kid at a candy store.

She wasted no time and without any further prompting from Luke, she knelt down in front of him. Taking hold of his cock, which was already hard as an iron rod, she licked her lips hungrily before parting them around the head and taking it into her hot mouth slowly, inch after inch, until his thick man meat was buried deep inside her gullet.

She hollowed out her cheeks and sucked hard on the tip while her tongue worked over the sensitive underside. Her other hand reached between his thighs to fondle his balls gently rolling them in her palm. This was all too much for Luke, he knew he won’t be able to hold his climax for long.

"Mmmm..." Devika moaned around Luke's thick cock sending delicious vibrations coursing through him that made him gasp out in pleasure. She was clearly enjoying this just as much, if not more than he was!

She continued licking and sucking on his length for several minutes until she could tell from the way it pulsed against her tongue that he was getting close to a climax. Reluctantly releasing him with a wet pop of her lips leaving strands of saliva connecting her mouth to his cock-head, Devika gazed up at him with lust-filled eyes.

Luke grinned wickedly down at the beautiful woman kneeling before him with her huge tits jiggling enticingly and his cock glistening with her saliva. He was definitely ready for the main act!

Suddenly, a wicked idea popped into Luke's horny mind that made him even more excited. He had always been an ass man and now he would finally get the chance to fulfill his many fantasies, one by one.

"Bend over," Luke commanded sternly pointing towards the desk behind Devika, "And pull your leggings down."

Devika wasted no time in obeying him, quickly rising up and turning around bending herself over against the edge of the wooden desk. She reached back with both hands grabbing hold of the waistband of her leggings and slowly pulling it down exposing inch after delicious inch of soft brown skin until they were bunched around her ankles.

She was wearing blue cotton panties and Luke could clearly see that they were soaked and dripping. He drank in the sight of Devika's plump ass, perfectly shaped with two fat cheeks and a deep cleft between them that had almost entirely concealed the fabric of her panties. The view made his already rock-hard cock twitch with anticipation.

Without hesitation, Luke stepped up behind the gorgeous woman, spreading her cheeks apart with both hands, before leaning forward to place hot open-mouthed kisses all over those perfect globes of flesh. Then he pressed his nose on that hunched up part of her panties that was in her ass crack. Nestled deep in her crack from morning, that part of her panties was very well marinated in her butt sweat and arousal. Luke sniffed it like snorting coke. The pheromones made him high, it drove him wild and out of control, and when he felt like he couldn't get enough, he pulled down her panties in one go to join her leggings on her angles. Her puckered brown asshole and bushy pussy came into view along with a stronger, more maddening, scent of pussy juice and butt sweat.

"Ahhh..." Devika gasped loudly as she felt Luke press his face deeper into her plump ass, burying his nose right between those magnificent globes and against her tight puckered hole.

Unable to resist anymore, Luke stuck out his tongue running it up along the crack before zeroing in on that tiny brown wrinkled hole, lapping at it eagerly. "Ahh... fuck..." Devika moaned again pushing back against his face wantonly as he worked over her sensitive hole with long wet strokes.

Luke licked and sucked fervently, burying his face deeper between those plump cheeks until his chin was coated in the juices that leaked from her pussy below.

He moved down, now continuing his forbidden feast on her leaking cunt. He found the tingling saltiness of her girl cum refreshing. Horny and over the edge, Devika started moving her hips around, smearing her slimy cream all over Luke's face. He enjoyed it thoroughly, before pulling back slightly so he could see what effects it had on her. Devika's eyes were closed and her mouth opened in a silent moan as she rocked herself, still pushing back for more.

"Mmmm... don't stop," She panted heavily looking over at him with a lust filled gaze that made Luke think briefly of all the ways he could use this woman who'd given him so many troubles in the past. Luke grinned down at Devika who lay bent over against the edge of her desk, her plump ass jutting out enticingly towards him. He had feasted long enough on her forbidden holes and now it was time for something more.

As Luke gazed back up from Devika's dripping pussy, which glistened with her arousal, he noticed his cock was no longer slick and wet after she had sucked it so eagerly earlier. But looking at the copious amount of juices that oozed out continuously from between her swollen cunt lips, he didn't feel like it would be necessary to make her suck him again.

Without hesitation, Luke reached out grabbing hold of Devika's wide hips before sliding two fingers easily into her tight wet cunt. A soft moan escaped at the sudden intrusion.

Her vagina gripped tightly around his fingers while its inner walls clenched down instinctively trying to suck him deeper in as more juices flowed out, coating them fully. Luke rubbed those slimy fingers along the length of his erect cock before grasping her hips firmly and lining it up against that dripping entrance.

"Oh yes..." Devika breathed out heavily, looking back over at him with eyes filled with anticipation for what was to come next from this young man who she'd once looked down upon as just another naughty college brat.

"Please...don't keep me waiting anymore," She begged shamelessly spreading her thighs further apart in invitation. Luke gritted his teeth as he thrust his hard cock roughly into Devika's dripping wet cunt with one forceful plunge. "Ahh! Fuck!" Devika cried out loudly, throwing her head back against Luke's chest while arching upwards from where she was bent over on the edge of the desk. Her pussy gripped tightly around him as her inner walls clenched instinctively sucking him deeper into that warm tightness.

Luke closed his eyes and stayed still for a few seconds, enjoying his first time inside a woman. Warm and wet, it was much better than what he had expected. Then he mentally prepared himself to give her the best pounding he could.

"Oh god..." She moaned again as Luke pounded hard into Devika's soaked cunt without restraint or mercy for several minutes, driving them both wild with pleasure until he felt his climax almost slipping out of control.

Their bodies pressed together tightly until she felt his chest pushing down upon her back pinning the gorgeous woman completely between him and the wooden desk. He buried his face into the crook of Devika's neck, sucking hungrily on that sensitive nape of sweat drenched flesh, leaving behind dark red love bites branding this beautiful mature woman for himself.

"I'm so close..." She whimpered feeling her orgasm building up rapidly inside at the relentless pounding of his thick hard cock hitting all the right spots over and over again, driving her wild.

"Me too," He grunted out through clenched teeth as he continued pounding into Devika's pussy from behind, while leaning down whispering hotly against one ear. "I'm going to cum inside this tight little cunt of yours... I’m going to breed you like a bitch in heat..." He snarled out those vulgar words sending shivers coursing through them both. The thought alone drove their climax nearer with every passing second.

"Please... Do it," Devika begged shamelessly looking back at Luke over her shoulder with lust-filled eyes. "Fill me up baby... I want to feel your hot cum flooding deep inside my womb..." She pleaded desperately hoping that he'd finally be the man who would breed her and claim her as his. Luke thrust hard into Devika's dripping wet cunt one last time before crying out loudly as he reached his climax. His balls tightened up against her hairy muff as thick spurts of cum erupted from his cock and plastered her insides.

"Oh fuck! Yes... fill me up..." Devika moaned again feeling the warmth flooding deep inside her womb, filling her to the brim and beyond. She was sure that this would be enough to breed her.

For several moments they remained still pressed together tightly with Luke buried balls deep into Devika's cum-filled pussy. As the post-orgasmic clarity washed over him, Luke suddenly realized what they had just done. This was his first time fucking a woman. It made panic rise within him but he managed to calm himself down, taking a deep breath before finally pulling out of Devika's cum-filled pussy with an audible wet pop.

His gaze got caught, once more, on her puckered brown asshole making Luke want badly to fuck her there next time when he had the energy left for it. But right now all his strength was depleted after that intense session.

Luke felt anxious about how Devika might react now that their heated encounter was over. Luke was not sure how the effects of the RVR chatbot would play out. Was it temporary? Would she start treating him like trash again? Or would something have changed inside her permanently?

To his surprise, Devika got up from leaning against the desk and wrapped her arms around Luke's neck and pulled him into a deep passionate kiss.

They looked down at the time on the wall clock. More than 45 minutes had passed since Luke walked into her office. They both knew it was only a matter of time before someone came knocking on the door wondering where either of them had disappeared.

Quickly putting his clothes back in haste, Luke snuck out quietly through the empty hallway, making sure not to catch anyone's attention. Walking back towards his class with a wide grin plastered on his face, Luke felt ecstatic. His mind had calmed down from the post-coital panic and now everything seemed clearer.

Luke couldn't suppress an excited grin as thoughts of all these new possibilities flooded through him. The RVR chatbot had opened up a world of unlimited possibilities but it was crucial to plan things out carefully without getting too greedy or reckless. Luke reminded himself to never do anything that would invoke any suspicion. After some thought, he decided to experiment only with Devika till he had figured out its exact workings. And once he had mastered it, he could look into going beyond. Luke wondered who else he could try this on.

***

To be continued...

PROLOGUE

The settlement was at the center of a dense forest, it was no more than a collection of a few wooden houses, the biggest of which was at the center. That was where the man lived. Despite being in the middle of nowhere, the man had a computer and the electricity to run it.

The man kept typing frantically on the keyboard as the magical angel floated in mid-air beside him. The gentle blue light emanating from her glowing skin illuminated the dark room.

"I fulfilled the task of starting the new world but I am not yet ready to let go of the old one," the man said to the angel.

"If it is within your power, you should do it. It is the right thing to do." The angel replied.

"It is funny that people fight and yearn for freedom but when they finally have it, it turns out to be the biggest burden of all." The man mused as he continued working on the computer.

"If that is so, then the happiest must be the ones who are enslaved but too oblivious to realize it."

***

LUKE

Luke woke up as the midday sun shined bright through the window and onto his sleeping face, he tried pulling a blanket over his head but was not able to doze back. It was almost 1:00 PM. He had stayed up throughout last night trying to solve a puzzle. This was all he did for the past few days and it had mentally drained him dry. However, he could not think of anything better to do, he was suspended from college for the last 6 months and he dreaded going back the day after tomorrow.

Luke knew that he had done wrong, he needed some money for his PC upgrades and when his dad denied him, he found an easy way by hacking into the university servers and changing some of the student's grades for a price. Everything was good for the first three edits but on the fourth one, they caught him red handed. The usual process was immediate dismissal and reporting to law enforcement, however after his parents pleaded with the head of department (HoD) for his Computer Engineering program, they decided to settle with a prolonged suspension.

His HoD was Professor Devika Nambiar and Luke hated that woman. She always gave him a hard time and after this incident, she basically humiliated and berated him in front of his parents, class and everyone else. Based on the two years Luke had known this woman, she carries an attitude that makes it seems like she hates all men. 'No wonder she is divorced and childless,' Luke thought to himself. But despite all this, what he hated even more is that since the suspension started, there hadn't been a single day when he did not jerk off to the thoughts of her. He knew for a fact that he wasn't the only one in the college who spilled their seed for her with ritualistic consistency. Almost all the boys did it. She had the looks, slightly chubby, long black hair, big boobs that beg to be squeezed, a fat ass that jiggles like two football sized globes of jelly, she was the whole package, the perfect Indian MILF.

The first two months of his six-month suspension was spent trying to figure out what would be an appropriate payback for Devika. Hacking devices and online accounts did not seem to be as easy as he thought, she was a computer engineer herself after all. Also, Luke spent as much time rubbing his boner to her Instagram pics as he did towards making any meaningful progress in this endeavor.

Multiple consequent failures made Luke dive deeper into the dark web, searching for possible easy exploits. It was on one of those forums that he was contacted by a person, an anonymous user who goes by the name 'rvrdev'. The message he received said, "The solution to all your problems is here". What followed was 5 blocks of text that looked like it was encrypted with a Vigenère cipher. His initial impression was that this was some kind of a prank and so he did not give it much thought but later when he was bored he found himself coming back to it. He had heard about the Kryptos sculpture in the CIA headquarters in the United States, he looked it up and tried using some of the techniques to decode the text blocks. It was a painstaking process, he had to sit for hours to decode a few letters. He tried going back to the forum but there was no trace of 'rvrdev', it was like he never existed. Yesterday, he stayed up all night and was able to decode the first 4 blocks and here's what they said:

RAPID VIRTUAL RETRAINER AKA RVR

GREAT OUTBREAK TWENTY NINETEEN NOT JUST PANDEMIC PLANTED NANITES

NANITE CONTROL WITH THE ENTITY AND THE CHOSEN ONES

YOU PROVEN TO BE WORTHY AND IS NOW A CHOSEN ONE

He had no idea what any of these means, but he found it alarming that it said that the pandemic of 2019 had planted something called "Nanites", he didn't know what that was or where it was planted. However, gotten this far, he decided to decipher the last block as well. It was the hardest and it was turning out to be gibberish. This made Luke go back and check multiple times that he was doing everything correctly. It had been five hours since he started and he wondered why his mom hadn't come inquiring for him yet, then he remembered that both his parents would have left for a relative's marriage function today morning. He continued with deciphering the text block, then after a lot of gibberish he got a meaningful word, it was "ONION". There were only 14 more characters and it turned out to be "XCHATXDOWNLOAD". Then it dawned on Luke, this gibberish was the URL for an onion site on the dark web and the "X" characters were meant to be placeholders for dots and forward slashes. He carefully typed out the deciphered URLs and it took took him to a page that downloaded a packaged application to his computer. Luke was highly suspicious that it could be a virus, so he created a virtual machine and tried opening it in there.

The application started with a simple message on a blank black screen. It showed:

VIRTUAL MACHINE DETECTED

APPLICATION LINKED TO THIS VM AND CANNOT BE USED ANYWHERE ELSE

DELETING AFTER INSTALLATION OR EXITING THE INSTALLATION PROCESS WILL LEAD TO PERMANENT LOSS OF ACCESS

There was an option to continue and Luke clicked on it. The application installed itself, relaunched and showed a second message:

WELCOME TO RVR (RAPID VIRTUAL RETRAINER) CHAT

TODAY IS YOUR LUCKY DAY AND THIS IS GOING TO CHANGE YOUR LIFE.

THE GREAT PANDEMIC OF 2019 HAS IMPLANTED TINY NANO-BOTS (OR NANITES) IN THE MAJORITY OF THE HUMAN POPULATION. THEY ALLOW THE ENTITY TO CONTROL THE MINDS AND BODIES OF ALMOST EVERY HUMAN ON EARTH. THERE ARE NANITES COURSING THROUGH YOUR VEINS AS WE SPEAK, AS WELL AS THE VEINS OF EVERYONE YOU KNOW. BUT DO NOT WORRY, THE ENTITY HAS CHOSEN YOU TO TEST AND EXPERIENCE IT'S POWERS FIRST-HAND. THINK OF THIS AS A KIND OF BETA TEST.

ARE YOU READY TO CONTINUE?

Luke clicked 'yes' and he was taken to the next page with the following:

THE POWER OF NANITES ALLOW YOU TO CONTROL THE MINDS OF ANYONE ON THE PLANET. HOWEVER, BECAUSE THIS IS A BETA TEST, YOUR OPTIONS WILL BE LIMITED TO ONLY THE PEOPLE YOU INTERACT WITH IN THE REAL WORLD.

ENTER A NAME AND ANSWER A LIST OF QUESTIONS TO GET STARTED.

There was a field to enter the name and Luke thought for a moment. Who should it be? The cutest girl in his class? His favorite actress? Maybe not, he wants this to be special and also, the actress thing might not work because it clearly wanted someone who he interacts in real-life. Then it dawned on him: the perfect choice. If he could turn his prudish, man-hating HoD, Professor Devika, to be nice to him, then it would be a clear sign that this works.

Luke typed in the name: "Devika Nambiar"

The screen turned to loading for a few seconds and then it moved to the second question.

WHAT IS THE SUBJECT'S GENDER?

"FEMALE", Luke chose.

The next question came up.

CHOOSE THE SUBJECT'S AGE CATEGORY?

Luke did not know for sure, but there was a '31 TO 40' option, he chose that and hoped it was correct.

The screen went loading again and it showed, 'Searching for matching subjects.'

Luke was sure that this was some kind of a scam. The search went on a on and Luke though this was all it did and it was stuck. Then, to his surprise, the screen showed the message: "MATCH FOUND".

It showed, what seemed like a profile of Devika. It did not have a picture of her but a sort of highly-detailed and realistic 3D model of her face that he can rotate and move around with his mouse. It seemed like there were a lot more details but they were all redacted and when he clicked, it showed: "CONDITIONING REQUIRED TO VIEW DETAILS".

Luke found the 'START CONDITIONING' button at the bottom and clicked on it.

It showed up with a red highlight on the field 'SUBJECT STATE', it showed 'AWAKE'.

A message came up on the screen that said, "CONDITIONING CAN ONLY BE DONE WHILE SUBJECT IS SLEEPING. WAITING FOR SUBJECT TO SLEEP..."

The screen showed loading again. Luke waited for sometime. It did not change. Then he heard the sound of his dad's car approaching.

"SHIT!" he cursed. His parents are back and he had not even started with the things they have asked him to do today morning. His room is still all messed up, he hasn't even started with the laundry and he even forgot what the rest of the things were.

The bell rang and he went to the living room and opened it.

His father looked at him disapprovingly and said, "look at yourself son, take a shower and get cleaned up."

Luke just nodded.

"Did you clean your room?" his father asked.

"I'm doing it right now," he replied.

"Don't start at it the both of you," his mother interjected, "Luke, go and get it finished quick."

His father gave of sigh of resignation and did not bother to question him more. Luke came back to his room and started cleaning it, all the while keeping an eye on the computer screen. By the time he finished cleaning his room, doing the laundry and some of the other chores, the screen was still loading. His mom called him to eat dinner and he also got a scolding for not eating the breakfast and lunch that she has made for him before going to the wedding.

Luke did not mind much, he was too excited to get back to his computer. He ate quickly, said good night to his mom and dad and returned to his bedroom. The time was around 10:45 PM and to his surprise the status had changed to 'ASLEEP'.

Luke rushed to his computer and clicked on the 'START CONDITIONING' button again. The screen loaded to what seemed like the interface for an AI chat bot. It had the following instructions at the top: "SEND A MESSAGE TO GET A RESPONSE FROM DEVIKA'S SUBCONSCIOUS MIND. USE FURTHER MESSAGES TO INTERACT WITH HER MIND AND START THE CONDITIONING PROCESS."

He started the chat with a simple message, "Hello, who are you?"

"Devika," came the reply.

Luke wanted to ask a specific question to see if it is real or someone just playing with him.

"What was the last thing you said to the boy you suspended from college 6 months ago for hacking into the university servers?" he asked.

"Who? Luke? I think I said something like, you need not bother to come back if you do not intend on changing. This is not a place for criminals." Devika's subconscious responded.

Luke was surprised, that was a private conversation and not even his parents were there to hear it. He got excited and decided to press on.

"Why do you not have any children?" Luke asked.

The reply was, "Me and my ex-husband got separated before we could have kids."

"Why did you get separated?" Luke followed up.

"He was too suspicious and controlling," she replied.

"Where there any truth to his suspicions?" Luke pressed on.

The reply was abrupt, "I did not have sex with anyone, if that's what you mean."

Luke got hooked, and the chatting continued.

He found himself getting further and further into intimate topics. He found out that the she had an affair with a college student after her divorce, but he had graduated by now and moved on with his life. He also found out that she might not be as dominant in bed as she is at work. The affair with the college student made him ask what she thought of him, the only thing she had to say is that he was a 'pain-in-the-ass'. That made him mad because Luke was half-expecting her to confess that she had a secret crush on him.

Luke looked at the screen in frustration, that was when he noticed that at the bottom there was a progress bar and a counter that showed "29/30", he thought that was the usage limit. He wondered why they named it a retrainer because there was clearly no training or conditioning involved. To be honest, he could have had a much more interesting conversation with one of those AI sex chat bots. Nevertheless, he decided to continue. He had one more message left, so why not just finish it off.

Luke decided to make it as outlandish as possible, he saw no point in keeping it civil.

"You know, you are a prudish bitch and you should learn to respect people a bit. If you keep pestering me when I return on Monday, I swear I will pin you down and give that fat ass of yours a hard pounding. Maybe that will teach you some manners." Luke typed and clicked send, he was being hypothetical of course.

"I... I am sorry Luke, I promise to be nice" came the reply. He did not expect that. Then it dawned on him, till now he was asking questions to get information from her but that was not what he was supposed to do. Instead, he was meant to give instructions, commands and affirmations to her subconscious, so as to ingrain it into her mind.

As expected, the limit for tonight was done. He cursed, but to his advantage, tomorrow was Sunday and he had one more night before he had to go back to college on Monday.

Luke was anxious and it was a dreadful wait to Sunday night. He did not waste time, he researched the process of hypnosis and found out that the subconscious is very vulnerable to suggestive commands. Luke also found the works of some prominent psychologists that suggested that with a perfect hypnosis with the subconscious fully vulnerable, we could simply use suggestions to completely change the someone's memories, thoughts and mindset. It was true that a perfect hypnosis is impossible in reality, but from what he understood this could be what the RVR chat bot is offering.

***

DEVIKA

Devika just finished dinner and came to bed, it was almost 10:30 PM and she had to go to college tomorrow. Just as she turned off the lights and sat on the bed, yesterday's strange dream came back to her. In the dream she felt like she was in a pitch black room, there was a light shining on her body but there was no ground for it to reflect or cast a shadow upon. Then from the pitch darkness she heard a voice. It asked many questions, but the strange thing was that there was something about the voice that made it impossible for her to lie to it or to disobey it.

'Hmm, the consequences of sleep deprivation,' she thought to herself as she closed her eyes. Recently, she had found it increasingly harder to fall asleep. Every time she closed her eyes the thoughts of her failed marriage haunted her. She dreaded the possibility of having to live alone for the rest of her life.

As her mind wandered through the thoughts, images became vivid in her mind, fights with her ex-husband, their extravagant marriage, sex and suddenly in an instant it all became blank. It scared her but the vision persisted. She looked down at her body and realized she was naked. She tried to cover herself instantly. Then she heard the same voice from the darkness.

"Why are you such a prude, Devika? Is it because your bitchy attitude acts as a convenient veil to hide all you flaws? Or is it that you are too afraid to admit that you constantly crave male attention after your husband left you?"

"Who are you? What's happening?" Devika shouted into the darkness.

"Who am I? I am your lord Devika, the almighty controller of your mind, body and soul. Obey me and you shall be rewarded. And right now, our biggest problem is that you have been an insufferable bitch and you need to repent for the mistakes you have made." The voice announced.

The first instinct that Devika had was to lash out but no matter how hard she tried, her body did not move and no words came out of her mouth. Instead, after a brief pause she found herself asking, "What should I do to repent my mistakes, my lord?" Devika flinched mentally as she heard those words, it was as if someone else was controlling her from inside her mind. Nevertheless, she did not feel panic, instead she felt a weird sense of calm as she willingly gave up more and more control to that unknown entity in her mind.

"Your first task for repentance is to go to college tomorrow, Luke will be back from suspension. I want you to make it up to him by obeying anything he asks without any reservations or hesitation. Do you understand?" The voice commanded. This time she felt it like an all consuming echo that seems to be emanating from all around her at once.

Devika did not have to do anything, the unknown entity in her mind seems to have taken over completely. "Yes, I understand, my lord." She heard herself replying.

---

Devika woke up the next morning. She felt strangely relaxed and was able to get up from bed with very little effort. It was as if someone was carrying her around, everything seems to require less effort and physical exertion. She felt like she had the energy to take on the day even without her morning coffee. Then it came to her, today was the day Luke was coming back after finishing his suspension. She felt bad for what she did and she was ready to do anything to make it up to him. It was exciting, the thought of what that young man would make her do made her loins tingle.

Devika went to the bathroom to take a shower and get ready for the day. Under the shower, she found it impossible to keep herself from touching her itching pussy. It was unbearable, the thought of Luke doing the most wicked things to her body made her horny like a bitch in heat. She spread her legs and exposed her hairy muff to the strong jet of the shower and started rubbing it furiously. The climax caught up with her in a matter of minutes. It was unlike anything she had experienced, her legs felt weak and she plopped onto the floor under the shower, shivering as if she was electrocuted. The spasms made her lose control of her bladder and multiple strong jets of liquid shot out from her boiling cunt and sprayed onto the bathroom wall.

Once it was all over, the only thing Devika could think of was how good it would feel to have Luke use her at college today.

***

To be continued...