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From her position to your left Molly looks on in earnest as you guide Mark to lower his naked body and kneel between your spread legs. Your pussy throbs as you look down on him from your seat at the edge of the bed. Behind the contoured dark purple mask that obscured the top half of his face, his eyelids were fluttering and his eyes were rolling back.
“And he just obeys?” Molly asks.
“Yes, he’s just a good doll.” You reply over your shoulder to Molly. “And good dolls obey, don’t they?” you continue as you turn back to Mark, who nods mindlessly in agreement. “The doll mask has interfaced with his brain.” You continue explaining, “See that metal coil?” You lift Mark’s chin with your finger and turn his head slightly to give Molly a better view. The mask contours perfectly to Mark’s face. Upon closer inspection, the surface is made up of metallic tendrils, coiled together so closely they look like a solid piece of material, almost like muscle fibers. The mass of tendrils snake from the side of the mask, most of them disappearing into his medium length hair, holding the mask tight against his face, however, one larger one has curled around his ear with the end buried deep inside.
“That’s how the mask controls his mind.” You look back at Molly and see her staring in fascination. “It’s helping him think correct doll thoughts.” You drop his chin and Mark resumes staring straight ahead to your pussy a few inches in front of him.
“There are so many ways to use an obedient doll - let me show you. Mark, come here and lick my pussy.” Without a word, Mark leans forward. Despite his eyes rolling in the back of his head, he seems to know exactly how to press his face into your pussy, licking up and down your slit a few times before beginning to focus on your clit.
His arms wrap around your thighs and as your head rolls back from the pleasure, you catch a glance back at Molly and see her smiling, enjoying the enslavement of her boyfriend. “Oh! Y-you’re getting ideas, aren’t you?” you manage to gasp. All Molly can do is look on as her boyfriend continues to service you, the sight turning her on as a finger has found its way down her naked form and has begun tracing up and down her own pussy.
After a few more moments, you wrap your fingers through Mark’s hair and pull him close as you cum. After your orgasm subsides, you command “Mark, stop.” Mark stops and leans back and you can see his cheeks, mouth, and chin glistening with your juices. You make your way off the bed to and pat the spot you were once sitting on. Molly climbs up and replaces you at the edge of the bed.
“I think the most amazing thing is how your boyfriend doesn't even realize what’s happened to him.” Molly’s eyes never leave Mark’s. She seemed enthralled with how mindless he was. “Press the button on the mask.” Molly slowly brings her finger up to the softly glowing button on the mask in between his eyes. “Remember, he won’t realize, but it’s probably best not to point it out.” you warn Molly before she presses the button.
Mark blinks a few times as you see his senses return to him. He takes a moment to understand where he is before looking up at you and then to Molly. “What- What happened?” Mark stammers.
You lean forward to look down at Mark. “Mark, how do you feel?.”
“I feel….ok.” Mark pauses before he remembers his last moments before he was activated. “You didn’t put that mask on me did you?” Mark asks with a straight face, completely oblivious to the very mask that rests on his face and the wetness around his mouth.
“No we didn’t honey.”
“Good… I don’t want to be a doll.”
“Why not? Being a doll is quite wonderful. Always obeying and always being rewarded for that obedience.”
Mark sits back, as if in defense. “No, um - I think I’d like to keep my own mind.” He takes a moment to look up at Molly. “It looks like I wasn’t the main focus though…”
Before he can continue, You pounce - leaning down and touching the button again. Mark can only manage a gasp before his arms drop to his sides, he blinks, and his eyes roll back and his mind blanks out. “Good doll.”
You make your way back to the bed, sitting behind Molly and wrapping your arms sensually around her. “Go on.” You whisper into Molly’s ear. “Command your doll.”
“Mark…” she hesitates, but only for a split second. “Mark, come fuck me.”
Mark stands up, and grabs her thighs, pulls them apart before pressing them down and out, spreading her even more open. With the ease from their long history of intimacy, he slides in. Molly gasps as Mark stops, his shaft fully buried inside of her. He pulls out and begins thrusting, pushing Molly’s body up against you. You wrap your arms around her as she moans in pleasure.
“G-god-da-damn” Molly stutters from the trusts. “S-such a g-good doll.” Mark seems to twitch at the praise.
“It's so hot seeing both of my dolls enjoying themselves.” you coo into Molly’s ear.
It takes a moment for Molly to register what you said. “Wh-what do you mean, ‘both’ dolls?” Before she can question further, you reach up toand press the button between her eyes on her mask that she was completely unaware of. “Oh n-” Molly can’t finish before her mind wipes and her eyes roll back.
You pull yourself out from behind her and Molly lays down onto the bed. Mark hasn’t stopped thrusting. You move further back onto the bed, leaning against the headboard. “Mark, stop.” Mark stops thrusting. “Molly, lay on your stomach on the bed with your feet on the floor.” Wordlessly, she obeys - she sits up and repositions herself on her belly at the edge of the bed right in front of Mark.
“Molly, be a good doll and lick my pussy.” Molly reaches her arms around the bottom of your thighs to pull you close and begins to devour your pussy. “Mark, be a good doll and resume fucking your dolled girlfriend.” Mark's hands find their way to Molly’s hips and he begins thrusting. Each thrust sends Molly’s tongue deeper into you, her nose pressed up against your clit, and your head rolls back as you lose yourself in the pleasure.
Now that they’re both facing you, you soak in the scene of both of their eyes rolled up as they mindlessly obey. It doesn’t take long for you to cum. You find yourself surprised that Molly would know how to eat pussy as well as she did. Maybe it was her mindless devotion that made up for her lack of skill. Or maybe it was that Mark’s thrusts rippled through Molly and up against your clit. Either way, you cum - hard.
You tense your thighs and Molly holds on, her lips locked tighter onto you as she eagerly continues her task. Your back arches as the orgasm rips through you, all the while the licking and fucking continues infront of you.
When you finally calm down, little aftershocks of pleasure ripple through you as Molly, completely devoted to your commands, continues licking. “Molly, please stop.” you gasp as her tongue comes to a rest and you finally scoot back up against the headboard.
Mark, however, continues to fuck Molly and now that her tongue and mouth are unoccupied, you can now hear her gasps and moans. Smiling at the tableau of sex spread in front of you, you decide to give them release. “Both of you be good dolls and cum for me.”
You see them both tense. Mark thrusts deep and grips Molly’s hips waist tighter, holding himself deep within her. Molly in turn grips the bedsheets while her back arches. Both of your dolls cum, completely and loudly.
Once they settle, you crawl on the bed to Mark’s side and gently tap his button. Mark blinks rapidly as his mind returns again. “Wha-” He looks around and down to find himself buried deep in his girlfriend.
He immediately looks to you and before he can begin to question, you interject, “you lost a bit of control there, but you seemed to have enjoyed yourself.” He blinks a few more times as his mind, soft and pliable from the doll programming, accepts this truth without question.
“We’ve dollified Molly.” Mark’s eyes light up. “Molly, why don’t you show Mark your doll mask?” Molly moves forward, dislodging Mark’s shaft from her pussy and letting a stream of cum dribble down her inner thigh. She sits on the bed, right in a puddle of her own lust. Her eyes remain rolled up behind her mask in perfect view for Mark.
“Oh wow - that…is so hot.” is all Mark can initially manage as he watches his mindless dolled girlfriend sit in front of him.
“Remember, she doesn’t realize she’s been dollified - or that she’s wearing her doll mask,” you echo the same warning you gave to Molly about Mark earlier. Mark nods along, unaware of the irony.
You press the button and deactivate Molly. She blinks and comes to, looking around and then down at herself, focusing on the mess between her legs before she looks up at Mark. The confusion quickly leaves her face before she realizes she should play along. “Get a little carried away there, big boy?”
Mark responds in kind, “Yeah, you seemed to enjoy it.” smiling down at her before he walks towards the dresser. Your eyes follow him, admiring his well toned and swaying ass, and your mind wanders, imagining all the fun you’ll have with your two new dolls.
Blocked by his body, you don’t see Mark grab something from the dresser, but by the time he’s turned around with that mass of metal tendrils coiled into a ball, Molly has stood up and wrapped her hands around you. Before you can even begin to put up a fight, Mark closes the distance between you two and presses the metallic mass onto your face, right between your eyes.
You inhale deeply to scream, but that scream never materializes. Instead, you just gasp as the mass uncoils and quickly snake across your eyes obscuring your vision. Molly lets you go and your hands immediately come up to your face to try to pry the device off. Just as the tendrils reach across the sides of your head and begin snaking through your hair, locking it in place, the two larger tendrils find their way into your ears. Your hands freeze before dropping back down to your side. As the mask finishes tightening and forming to your face, the last of the metal tendrils obscuring your vision pull back, creating eye holes in the shape, but at this moment, they are most definitely not needed.
Your eyes have rolled back and you remain standing at attention, twitching as the programming takes root deep in your mind. When you finally become still, Mark and Molly know your mind has accepted the programming. “Such a good doll,” Mark says through a grin and you twitch again at the praise.
Molly gives you your first command, “Be a good doll and lie down on the bed.” And wordlessly, you obey, turning around, crawling onto the bed before turning and laying down on it. Molly begins to climb up before straddling your face. She waits for Mark to position himself kneeling on the bed between your thighs before he pullsyour legs up and apart, propping your ass up so he can slide his thighs to either side of you as he penetrates his cock inside your eager pussy.
“Good doll,” another twitch from you is followed by a command from Molly. “I want you to eat my pussy.” Your hands reach up and wrap around her thighs, pulling her down as Mark thrusts inside you.
In your blank and obedient mind, you register the pleasure of having your pussy fucked, but it does not compare to the pleasure you derive from the complete devotion to your command. You continue to lick, and nibble, and devour Molly’s pussy as Mark fucks you.
“We’re going to have so much fun with our new doll.” Molly smiles at Mark, thinking how lucky was to have two new dolls to play with. Mark smiles back, “So much fun” while he thinks the same thing.