PinkCulture

“What the fuck?  What is going on?  Have I completely lost it?”
As I stare panicky at the dot unable to decide what to do, the white dot disappears and a line of text appears in its place.
[Installing files.  1% done…]
As I watch the text in shock, the percentage gradually increases.  […2%...3%...4%...]
I move to the living room in a zombie-like manner, too shocked to think clearly and lie down on the couch.
“Something is wrong with me; I think I finally lost my sanity…”
[…12%...13%...14%...]
Unable to affect the situation in the least, I stare dejectedly at the percentage increase, while my mind starts exploring the possible explanations.  In the end, as the percentage hits 90%, I narrow it down to three possibilities.
The first possibility is that I am in fact still unconscious and this is all a product of my mind.  I pinch myself and whimper at the pain, as in my nervousness I used almost all my strength.
Nope, the first is out.
The second possibility is that I have completely lost my mind and am suffering from delusions.  Hmm, I cannot exclude this, but while possible, I don’t think that this is it.  The only thing out of the ordinary is that fucking line of text.
The third possibility …

[Installation successful!]
The text disappears and a new message appears in my eyes…
The third possibility … is that I gained a system.  I read the message with my mouth agape at the implications.

[Welcome user, to the Perverted Daddy System!]
Fuck…

TAGS:  Mind control, manipulation, corruption, sleep sex, rape, blackmail, oyakodon

Perverted Daddy System

Just in time, as soon as her lips wrap around my cockhead, I let loose the first jet of spunk.  My little slutty girl swallows it obediently while I continue to shoot stream after stream of sperm in her mouth; finally, my balls signal 'cargo unloaded' to my brain, so I pat Hope on the head signifying that she can get up.  She does so reluctantly but then turns to me smiling while a thin line of cum is dribbling from the corner of her lips.


"Good girl.  Damn, Katie, you really got me going with that ball job!"


Katie removes my testicle from her mouth with an audible 'plop' before raising her head to look at me.


"Thank you, master.  I am happy that you enjoyed it.  My husband never did."


"Then your husband was either gay or an idiot!"


"Thank you, master.  Should I continue?"


"Yeah, go ahead, but skip the balls this time, otherwise by the time you are done, Hope will suffer from indigestion."


PDS – Chapter 34 – Ganging up on mommy