After I got home from Lily's (and washed my dick), I concentrated on technical things. How was Trenton de Ruyter mind controlling these women? I remembered Mrs. Whittaker before she had suddenly turned about face and sucked me off in the stationery closet...she had just received a notification on her phone.

Well, everybody had phones these days, but...there was something...

I pulled out my phone and used the game's Master Console to search the Players list again. My mom, sister, Mrs. Sandhu and her daughter Prisha were all there, and Mrs. Whittaker and Lily's sister Chastity were there too, each a few miles away. I pulled up the Player menu options.

Take Control.

Fuck...was it really that simple? Actually taking control of the players' minds, instead of their game accounts like I had originally thought? I tapped "Take Control" on my sister, but it was still disabled for me. de Ruyter had allowed me to use his account, but only after he had crippled it. Why? The only thing that made sense was that he was fucking with me. But to what end? What was his ultimate goal?

I checked the vulnerability scan I had performed on de Ruyter's email server; nothing! This wasn't the first time that I had underestimated the game maker's security...that had been when I thought that I had hacked the older man's SpiritWalk account, but he had 'honeypotted' me with a crippled version of his Master Console, a tool to not only cheat in the game, but also, apparently, to hypnotize people into doing whatever he wanted!

de Ruyter had then used the game to command my big sister Gina to blackmail me into sex, and record me unknowingly fucking my own mother as leverage. I had to find something on de Ruyter to offset that, or when the man called on me -- and he would call, I knew -- I wouldn't be able to say no to him.

de Ruyter's technology was too good; there was no way that I would be able to bruteforce him without it taking years! What else could I do?

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Lily rubbed her thighs together as she lay on her bed and thought about what had happened earlier with Victor and her sister. So hot! Not that she found either her sister or Victor attractive, but what turned her on was what it represented...the sheer power that Victor had, if only through Trent de Ruyter. If even her own sister was at its mercy, turned into a sex slave, there were so many...possibilities.

She pulled off her shorts and fingered her clit while she considered some of them. One in particular stood out in her mind, and it was that thought which urged her to press her fingers inside her, thrusting them into her pussy until she came at the thought. Delicious!

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"Mr. de Ruyter? We're here selling magazine subscriptions."

Trenton de Ruyter raised his eyebrows at the two beautiful teens outside his door. "How did you get up here? The gate..."

The gorgeous redhead spoke up, "Oh, your guard, Mike, was such a sweetie! He said you'd want to see us."

"We are the biggest fans of SpiritWalk!" the cute, short Filipino girl added. "I'm Tala, and this is Annalise."

Trent pulled out his phone and called up the Master Console. "You play?" The console confirmed it. "Come in, girls." He turned from the door as he quickly entered some commands on his phone. He also mentally noted that he'd have to give Mike a raise.

He turned and held his finger above the Send button as the girls closed the door behind them. "You're both over 18, right?"

"Turned just last week!" Tala replied.

"Almost 19!" Annalise responded.

He tapped the button to send their phones the push notification he had just crafted through SpiritWalk's Master Console. The girls' phones chimed, and as one they looked at them. Their brows furrowed for a moment, and then they looked back up and smiled at de Ruyter.

"Where's your bedroom?" Annalise asked.

Trent pointed up the stairs as he unbuttoned his shirt. The girls giggled as they rushed up the staircase, shedding their clothes as they went.

As he leisurely entered his bedroom, he smiled at the sight of both naked teens on his bed. "It's good to be me," he told them as he doffed his pants and underwear, having dropped his shirt at the top of the stairs. "Choices, choices..." he murmured as he weighed each woman in his eyes. Annalise had gorgeous red wavy hair and a curvaceous pale body, but Tala was very interesting with her boyish figure and smaller breasts. He'd never had a Filipino girl before. "Suck my cock," he commanded her.

"Yes sir..." Tala answered and bounced to the edge of the bed to take his hard member between her lips. "Mmm..." she moaned as she fellated him.

He noticed Annalise looking on with interest. "Play with yourself," he directed her.

The redhead lay back and began to stroke her pussy as she beheld her friend giving the rich older man oral pleasure.

"That's enough. Lay back," de Ruyter ordered Tala after a minute or so, and she quickly complied, lewdly spreading her light brown legs. He got between them and rubbed the head of his cock between her prominent pussy lips before pushing inside her.

God, she was tight! he thought as he only got a couple of his seven inches in. He had Asians before, sure, but not one this small. He pulled back a bit and pushed again.

"Mmn..." Tala groaned as she watched him enter her.

He pulled back again and pushed harder, this time burying his length inside her.

"Oh!" Tala cried out. "Oh, Mr. de Ruyter!"

"Call me Trent," he told her as he pulled back halfway and then thrust inside again. She was still incredibly tight, and he knew that he wasn't going to last long. What a sexy little vixen, he thought, closing his eyes and concentrating on his pleasure as he switched to long strokes. Tala was getting wetter, allowing easier penetration.

"OW! Oh, stop!" Tala yelled.

de Ruyter paused, his eyes flying open. "What?"

"Please! Stop!" Tala cried, clearly in distress.

"Oh my God! Get off of her!"

de Ruyter looked to the side. Annalise had a phone pointed at him, clearly filming. His techy mind registered that it wasn't the same phone that she had when he sent the command to fuck him. "What?"

"Get off of her, you rapist!" Annalise yelled, "She's only 16!"

"What?!" Trent repeated again as he pulled out of the teen girl. How had he not seen it before? Tala's diminutive body...

Annalise was still filming. He grabbed the phone from her.

"Too late," a voice on the phone said.

de Ruyter looked at the screen. The smiling face of Victor McCullough looked back at him.

"Fuck," said Trent. Mike was so fired.

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Earlier...

de Ruyter's technology was too good; there was no way that I would be able to bruteforce him without it taking years! What else could I do?

I sat back in my chair, my eyes scanning the room, sliding across the posters on my wall and stopping on the one for the movie Hackers. Oh, of course! If the technology can't be hacked, then there's always the human aspect. Thank you, Zero Cool!

It took a few minutes to increase my script to shave off more than that 1% of a rounded cent per transaction flowing through the banks I had compromised and, combined with the amount I already had saved up, I soon had enough for my purposes. One nice thing about the gig economy, where regular people will deliver you fast food, booze, groceries, etc., is on the dark web, you can get all sorts of other interesting things delivered...

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"...like underage sex workers," I informed de Ruyter while 'Tala' and 'Annalise' waited downstairs. "I had to make sure that they weren't actually SpiritWalk players, and they borrowed those phones off of friends who were. Just to be sure, I asked them to keep their screens off when you sent them your commands." As de Ruyter's lips curled up into a snarl, I added, "Also, there's no point in destroying this phone, as the video 'Annalise' took was streaming right to me, and I've copied it offsite."

de Ruyter visibly deflated. "Well done, Victor."

"Thank you. Now, what the FUCK have you been doing, hypnotizing my sister to have sex with me? And my MOTHER?! You sick fuck!"

Trent sighed. "With your mother, I wanted to make sure that I had leverage on you before I made my offer. If you weren't the kind of man I thought you were, then you might have revealed my secret to the world."

"The kind of man you thought I was?"

"I did my homework on you, Victor: smarter than everyone else in your class...you get bored, so you push boundaries, as I did with SpiritWalk." Trent's background panned as he strode around while talking into the screen. "I can't have children...when I die, there'll be no one to leave all this to."

On the screen I could see him gesture at his posh bedroom. I sat back. "Wait...are you saying...?"

"I want you to be my protege, Victor, and you'll take over the company when I'm gone. As for your sister...well, she's sexy...do you know what it's like to fuck all of the hot SpiritWalk players in my area and not be able to impregnate any of them? It's maddening! I think I just wanted to live vicariously through you. C'mon...you can't tell me that it hasn't been fun...the cute little nerd in the equipment room...the hot cop?"

My dick twitched at the memories. de Ruyter may be a piece of shit, but he had an eye for talent, both me and the women he 'activated'.

"Victor?"

"Okay, I'm in."

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We had some more discussions, I had to sign some things -- don't worry, I got a lawyer to go over them first -- and then we had a deal. The terms were that I'd stay at home to finish high school and then go to a good university, as there's no way people would believe that I'd take over de Ruyter's company without at least some sort of post-graduate diploma, but he would pay for my courses.

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Two weeks later, I headed down the road from my house, my own freshly unlocked copy of the Master Console on screen. I could see Mrs. Sandhu and her daughter Prisha on the map...I selected them, tapped "Take Control", and then sent my pre-scripted commands.

"Welcome, Victor," Mrs. Sandhu said as the slim Indian MILF held the door open for me. I could see Prisha in the middle of their living room, already stripping off her clothes. She was a little 16-year-old 'mini-me' of her mother, though with A-cup breasts and hips that hadn't yet grown from pregnancy.

My dick gave a little twitch at the 'yet' part. I directed them into Mrs. S's bedroom and onto the bed. Both of them were naked now.

There were a couple of reasons why I chose the Sandhu women for my first test run of the Master Console's ultimate feature. First, they were close by. Second, my first sex session with them had been cut short by the arrival of Mr. S. I knew we had a couple hours before he came home, so I wasn't worried about that this time.

"Lay on your back, Prisha, and get on your hands and knees between her legs, Mrs. S," I directed them. "Your daughter's still a virgin, so you'll have to open her up for me."

"Yes, Victor," Mrs. S responded as they moved into position.

I had made sure that my commands to them included each other, to avoid the one limitation of the Master Console where it would cause those whose minds fought the commands to laser-focus on their subject and ignore everyone else. de Ruyter had done the same thing when he 'activated' the Sandhu women the first time.

I could see Mrs. S's wet, dark brown pussy lips pointed right at me, and I finished pulling off my clothes before climbing onto the bed behind her. I watched as she brought her mouth to her daughter's virginal hole while I lined up my 5 1/2 incher with her more experienced threshold. As Prisha gasped from her mother's oral ministrations, I slid half of my length inside the older woman.

"Mm!" Mrs. S moaned, and I pulled back a bit to power myself back in. Soon I was slamming into her, making her cry out into her daughter's hairy little muff with each thrust.

I marveled at how so many women's vajayjays felt different, but all of them felt amazing. It's like how there are so many different types of pizza, with all the crusts and toppings, but they're all awesome because they're pizza. Mrs. S's insides were tight and very warm, almost hot.

I reached forward to cup Mrs. S's B-cup breasts in my hands and felt her pussy squeeze me as she moaned and orgasmed. Prisha had been gasping the entire time from her mother's tongue, and once Mrs. S's body stopped gripping me, I pulled out and rolled the older woman to the side.

"Yes..." Prisha moaned as she saw my slick, hard member spearing headfirst toward her holiest of holies. I had bounced off of her maidenhead the last time I tried this, so once I lined everything up correctly, with the head of my cock between her pussy lips, I thrust hard.

"OWH!" the girl cried out, and I held myself still to let her get used to the foreign intruder.

"Oh, my sweet..." Mrs. S came forward and reached down between her daughter's legs to manipulate her clitoris. "It will feel good soon."

I reached up and lightly squeezed Prisha's soft nipples, marveling at her large dark brown, almost purple areolas. Soon, I felt her hips angling up at me, her gasps of discomfort having been replaced by murmurs of pleasure.

"Thanks, Mrs. S, I have it from here," I told her as I began to thrust into her daughter's depths. The older woman pulled her hand back.

"Ooh, Victor..." Prisha moaned as she watched my lily white stiffie play peekaboo inside her dark-skinned body.

We continued like that for several minutes, but I had already been well along my way to orgasm while inside her mother. I thrust faster, feeling the telltale tingle. Then I felt Mrs. S's tongue slide along my ballsack! I hadn't noticed her getting behind me. That set me off, hard. "Ohh fuuuuck!" I cried out as I thrust all the way inside, feeling my cum rushing up my shaft before it forcefully injected itself deep inside the formerly virginal girl. "Guuhh!"

"OHH!" Prisha moaned, and I felt her unprotected insides grip me as she came as well. "OHH-HH!" Her body shook in pleasure as her eyes rolled up into her head and her tongue lolled out.

That 'fuck me' script Trent had put into the Master Console was amazing, making women cum as they felt themselves being inseminated. Nothing felt this good; nothing! I thrust into her fast as my dangerous load continued to blast Prisha's vulnerable cervix as it spasmed open and closed in time with her spasms of pleasure.

Finally, I collapsed on top of the smaller teen, both of us breathing heavily. After my breathing rate had calmed down a bit, I pulled my dwindling member out and rolled to the side to see Mrs. S looking at her inseminated daughter with undisguised lust. "Hmm...why don't you scissor each other?" I suggested.

Apparently Mrs. S hadn't done anything like that before -- what was the other name for it? Tribbing? --  but with some direction, mother and daughter were sitting up and grinding their pussies together and gasping. After a few minutes, both of them came again and I had them stop. While my cock was getting hard once more, I needed to get out of there if there was even the chance that Mr. S would come home early.

I pulled my phone out and took a few pictures of the sexy naked Indian women, their vaginas spermy messes. After that I got dressed, and Mrs. S even gave me a container of some leftover curry to take home...yum!

The last part of Trent's script commanded the women to clean themselves up after I left and then continue their lives as if nothing had happened. The man was an absolute genius.

I realized as I strode home that I had forgotten to invite Lily. I had kept her in the loop about de Ruyter's deal and she was stoked to be a part of this. I sighed as I looked at the Master Console's local map...all those women, and the one I wanted the most didn't actually play the damn game, nor did she seem to have any interest in me personally; I was just a means to an end for her. Well, at least I could watch her masturbate as I fucked the players, or maybe she'd get more involved now? I'd definitely remember to text her first next time.

To be continued...

Chapter 7

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