Drive-In Blues Ch. 04

Chapter Four: (In a Rock and Roll Band)

[Warning: Scenes of Mind Control, Mind Break, and Non-Consent]

"Now I'd like to propose a toast to our newest toys, Nia and Alexa!" Lisa held up a red solo cup of hard cider.

Izzy and Master's other slaves raised their cups and cheered. Ian and Alex stayed silent on the couch, wearing nothing except the smallest purple bikinis Ian had ever seen. A tradition Lisa called it.

There were three other slaves attending, though Lisa had made it sound like there were many more living across the country. The first was named Candi, and her appearance matched her name. If a surgery or cosmetic existed, she had it. Thick pink lips, bleach blonde hair, breasts bigger then Ian's head. Her pierced nipples pushed through the fabric of her incredibly tight tank top.

Candi was sitting next to Alex, pushed as close against him as possible. She had one arm around his shoulder, while the other hand pinched his left nipple, rolling it around like a small rubber ball.

The second was an older hispanic woman named Amada. She was the closest one to wearing normal clothes, with a simple grey sweater and black yoga pants. Her body was hour glass shaped, and Ian would never have guessed that she was 42. She had taken control of the recliner, lazily nursing a glass of wine.

The last slave attending was Stella. She appeared to hold an older sister role over Izzy. Ian guessed that Stella helped break Izzy's mind originally, and turned her into the dick girl toy she was today. Stella wore a split thigh dress with no underwear, showing off a very large cock that dangled down through the fabric.

It was another reminder of the fate Ian hoped he could avoid. These were people who had been just like him, conned into being empty headed slaves.

"You seem unhappy Nia..." Amada said and set her glass down on the coffee table.

Ian couldn't take it anymore. He stood up "My name is Ian, and I'm not going to sit here and pretend like you people have broken me!"

The room was silent for a second, before all of the slaves burst into laughter. Ian and Alex looked around in confusion.

Amada stood up and slowly stepped toward Ian. She was half a foot shorter then him, yet it felt like Amada was towering over Ian.

"Sweety..." Amada said, her hand began caressing his bare shoulder. "You were broken the moment master wanted you. If that weren't the case..." Amada flicked the tip of Ian's erect cock through his bikini bottoms "Would this little guy be hard right now?"

Ian tried to stand his ground. "You can try to morph it all you want, but this isn't the real me! These are thoughts forced on me by a sick bastard!"

Amada giggled. "Look at the little sissy trying to act all tough. Let me let you in on a little secret." she leaned in and whispered into Ian's ear, "Hypnosis can't make you do anything you wouldn't already do!"

Ian stepped back. "You're full of shit. I would never have done any of this if it wasn't for-"

Amada covered his mouth. "Ssshhhh. Alright then, we just need to see you at a time when master has no control over you."

Ian pushed her hand away. "Like when?"

Amada grabbed the remote for the TV. "Like last night, when you were alone in your room!"

Ian paled as Amada scrolled through hidden camera footage. Finally it showed an angle with Ian's bed dead center of the frame. There was Ian trying his best to masturbate normally. His cock had been hard, but no matter how hard or faster he jerked, he just couldn't cum.

Ian went to grab the remote, but Amada grabbed his arm and slid behind him. Her cheek pressed up against his as she whispered. "Sooo sad. The little toy wants release but is doing it all wrong. But luckily, she remembered what master taught her!"

In the video Ian began slowly groping his own ass, spreading it, massaging it, before finally getting the courage to put some fingers in. The fingers moved faster and faster, wanting more and more of the sweet pleasure that came from toying with his prostate.

Ian gritted his teeth. It had been a moment of weakness, it wasn't his fault. Amada turned off the TV and smirked "Now sit back down Nia, were going to play a drinking game."

Ian sat down, defeated for the moment. Amada pointed to Izzy. "You're the newest member, explain the rules to them!"

Izzy nodded and jumped up. "Alright Nia, it's your turn first. Each of us here will get 30 seconds to make you moan. If we succeed, you take a shot. If we fail, we take a shot"

Ian looked at Alex. "We don't go at the same time?"

Izzy shook her head. "Nope, each of you is on your own!"

Something didn't feel right, but Ian ignored it. If he got everyone in this room drunk, maybe he could run for it. Staying would be like resigning himself to his fate.

Stella set up several shot glasses and filled them with whiskey. She smiled at Ian "Now of course since this is all of us against you, that would be unfair. So all of us have to take a shot if you don't moan."

Ian nodded. "Let's get this over with."

Alex put a hand on his shoulder. "Good luck."

Izzy got on her knees and pushed Ian's legs apart. "I'll go first, you have the timer ready sis?"

Stella nodded and pressed something on her phone. "Start!"

Izzy buried her face into Ian's crotch, her nose rubbing up against his erection. Her breath was hot and wet, but Ian refused to make a sound. Izzy used her teeth to pull down the bikini bottoms, which was a mistake. It took too much time and right as she finished, the timer went off.

Izzy pouted for a moment. "You're a stubborn one Nia!" She took her shot and sat down. The other slaves followed through with their own shots.

Candi was up next. She jumped excitedly and straddle Ian's lap. "Izzys inexperienced" she whispered into Ian's ear "She thinks that if she just kisses your cock you'll lose control, but that's what your expecting." Candis hands slid down Ian's body and to his thighs. Her lips brushed against his ear. "You need to take someone by surprise, you need to-" she nibbled on his ear, her tongue twirling around his earlobe. Suddenly her hand slapped the side of Ian's ass and he let out a gasp that ended in a moan.

Candi jumped up in victory. "See? No slut can resist the old one two!"

Ian shook his head and took the shot. It burned and left a warm feeling in his body. He'd been taken by surprise, but that wouldn't work twice. "That was a dirty trick!"

Candi blew a kiss at him "Thanks!"

Stella stood up next and curled her finger toward herself. "Stand up Nia, it's no fun with you sitting down"

Ian reluctantly obeyed. Stella slid behind Ian, and turned him toward one of the windows facing the inner garden. Ian could see himself in the glass, smooth and feminine.

Stella rubbed her body up against Ian's back, and he could feel the shaft of her cock sliding under his taint. The tip pushed past his balls, showing Ian just how much bigger Stella was then him. Stella whispered "Silly little girl. Master broke a stallion cocked man like me. How do you and your 7 inches plan to resist him?"

She pinched Ian's nipples, and Ian did his best to hold in a moan. But a sudden finger teasing against his asshole caused it to slip out. Stella giggled and stepped away. "Time for shot number two Nia!"

Ian took the shot quickly, the warm feeling spreading. It was stupid of him to let a little sensation on his asshole break him. He needed to be strong.

Izzy whined. "Oh so now you're moaning, do you just not like me?"

Lisa stood up next. She grinned as she crossed the room. She stood behind Ian and forced him to bend over, ass in the air. "We already found out your weakness earlier didn't we Nia?"

Ian gritted his teeth as Lisa's fingers entered his hole. He swallowed down his moans, refusing to give her anything. Then two of her fingers lightly rubbed his taint, and he couldn't stop himself from moaning out loudly.

Lisa wiped her fingers on her jeans "See? No guy would break that easily. You're all slut now Nia!"

Ian shook his head and took the third shot. The alcohol was starting to really take hold. "Fuck you all... I'm a man damn it, a man!"

Amada was behind him. Ian hadn't even noticed her move there "So loud and silly. I can't wait to see what you do when you're drunk. But you're losing too fast, so how about this. If you say 'My name is Nia', and call yourself Nia for the rest of the night, I'll give up my turn and we'll all take a shot"

Ian swallowed. He needed a win, and he couldn't risk Amada making him moan. Pride would have to wait. "My...my name is Nia."

Amada kissed him on the cheek and took her shot. Izzy groaned and did the same. "Amadaaa you know I'm a light drinkeerrr"

Amada giggled. "Yes, yes, all you have to do is make sweet little Nia here moan. Otherwise you may be the one who goes down first!"

Izzy bounced over to Ian and shoved him back onto the couch. She got on her knees and grabbed Ian's dick. "My heads too fuzzy to be clever, I just wanna suck right now!"

Her lips wrapped around Ian's cock. Ian grabbed the couch, trying to hold down any reaction to the sensation. Her blowjob was passionate, desperate, unlike anything Lindsey had ever attempted. Izzy wanted his cock, she wanted her throat fucked, and Ian wasnt sure if he wanted to stop her.

Izzys hands squeezed Ian's balls, and a moan slipped through his lips, soft at first and then loud as he gave up.

Izzy jumped up and wiped the spit from her mouth. "See? No match for my lips, drink up Nia!"

Ian took a deep breath after the shot. He was starting to get dizzy. How long could he hold out? His crotch was starting to grow warm with pleasure at just the idea of being touched.

It was Candi's turn again. She stood in front of Ian and put her foot on his crotch. Her big toe and the one beside it began to stroke Ian's shaft. It did feel good, but Ian kept himself from moaning the entire 30 seconds.

Candi sighed and took her shot "It was worth...a shot!" She giggled at her own joke while the other slaves groaned. Ian, several shots in, couldn't help from smiling at its stupidity.

Stella pulled him up off the couch, and began rubbing her cock up against Nia- no against Ian's dick. She held both of them in her hand, jerking them at the same time. Her cock was at least 3 inches bigger then his.

Ian forgot about the game and moaned, covering his mouth as soon as he realized his mistake. Stella laughed and spanked him playfully. "Starting to get harder to think now huh? And not a single trigger has been used!"

Ian pouted and took a shot. Wait pouted? What the fuck was he doing? "Im nnot done yet...Toy with me all you want!"

Lisa spanked him and he gasped. "Im glad you feel that way. What was your name again?"

Nia, wait no was it...no his name was Nia. "NY namesss Niaaa.." He smiled. It was a nice name.

Jesus he really was drunk, he was hardly noticing the wonderful way Lisa was massaging his ass. Teasing his nipples. Shit, he was already moaning. Oh well, how could another shot hurt?

Nia took the shot and giggled. "See? I'm all in control here!"

Amada walked up and held Nias hands "You could be having alot more fun right now Nia."

Nia tilted his head, "What do you mean?"

Amada smiled "Sure, you're getting all bubbly, but you're still resisting. You're not committing, giving in all the way. You know that feeling in your tummy you get when you're about to do something naughty for the first time?"

Nia nodded.

Amada continued "Good girl, whenever you feel that, just do it! Just act on the impulse. Again and again without thinking. You'll have so much fun!"

Nia thought for a moment, and pushed his face into Amadas chest. They had looked so big and inviting, he just had to feel them on his face. Amada petted the back of his head and cooed "See? No thoughts just action."

The night began to turn into a blur. More shots, dancing on a table, grinding against Stella, eating Amadas pussy, Alex taking shot after shot and Nia sucking his dick.

Nia began to focus again. Stella was towering over him while he laid on his back. When had they gotten into the bedroom? She grinned down at him. "I love breaking young men like you. I used to be a hypnotist just like master, but I was a bad girl, and master had to punish me. Now I get to serve him every day!"

Nia tried to focus, but Stella's cock was inside him and it was big and hot and felt so amazing!

Nia moaned out, "Yes yes more more!"

Stella thrusted and thrusted, her breasts bouncing with the force. "You'll be a nice match with Izzy. I love having a little sister, and you'll make a nice addition"

Sister? But Nia was a guy...right? He looked down at his dick. It was half limp, leaking as it bounced around with every thrust. His hole eagerly accepted Stella's cock. Maybe..maybe Nia was a girl afterall...

Her drunk mind took it as fact, and her legs wrapped around Stella's waist. "More...More! Turn my hole inside out big sis!"

Stella grabbed Nia's thighs and pulled her closer, pushing her cock again and again deep down into her ass. "Yes yes Nia, moan and moan for me. Break and squeal like the little bitch you are!"

Nia grabbed her face, overwhelmed by the pleasure of drunk sex. Her eyes rolled up "I can't stop feeling so goooooood!!" Nias dick squirted up and all over her tummy, chest and face. Stella grunted and came soon after, filling Nia's hole with hot delicious cum.

*Maybe this isn't so bad*. Nia thought before she fell asleep in Stella's arms.

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Nia-no Ian goddamnit! Ian Woke up to a headache and the sound of his own voice. In a hangover induced delirium, it took him a while to realize that the tv was on in the corner. The next realization aroused and scared him at the same time.

It was Ian, very drunk and very hypnotized, reciting a mantra for the camera:

"I am daddy's special toy

I am neither man or boy

My ass is for fucking

Dicks are for sucking

I am never going to stop

Letting daddy ride on top

My body belongs to him

And I obey his every whim..."

The mantra went on and on, somehow constantly coming up with new rhymes that belittled Ian further and further. It took him a few minutes to realize he'd been drawn in, and was mumbling the words softly.

"God damn it!" he swore and jumped up. These were his final hours before master arrived. Ian needed to grab Alex and run, just fucking run until this shit wore off. Being around these people, these fucking bimbos, would only get them sucked in.

There was something cathartic about admitting to himself that he was too weak to fight the hypnosis. It was true though. At every step he had tried to stand tall and ended up on his knees. It was time to just leave town, get a new name, anything to avoid losing his mind any further.

He needed to find Alex first. It may have been Alex's fault that Ian was stuck like this, but goddamnit Ian wasn't going to leave him to his fate. Alex deserved consensual hypnosis, not whatever this hell was.

Ian put on the first outfit he could find that covered the most amount of skin. Being this was Stella's room, it wasn't much. He was able to find a sweatshirt that was loose in a "im so cute UwU" kind of fashion. However the longest pants he could find were hotpants, barely the size of boxers and tighter then any yoga pants could hope to be.

How could a sweatshirt be so baggy yet not go down to your ass? There was an obvious answer but Ian hated thinking about it. He tried to act natural as he made his way through the halls. He couldn't let them know, otherwise he was one trigger away from bowing before Master.

Ian shook his head. He needed to stop thinking in those terms. It gave a little buzz of pleasure everytime Ian thought of him as his master. Especially when he thought about the mantra...

Ian shook his head again and wondered how long he'd been staring at the wall.

He finally found Alex in the kitchen, eating pancakes. Alex was wearing yoga pants and a crop top shirt with long sleeves. He also looked a little hungover, yet seemed to be in a good mood overall. Ian grabbed him by the shoulder and whispered "We're running. There's no fighting this hypno shit here!"

Alex looked around nervously. "Are you sure man? What if we get triggered as soon as we leave the building?"

Ian gritted his teeth. "We may have to limp out of here while on the edge of cumming, but for fucks sake we can't stay. Master is coming today!"

Alex nodded. "No time like the present. How does Texas sound?"

Ian forced a grin. "A little hot, maybe northern California."

Sneaking out was surprisingly easy. Alex led the way, peaking around corners until they made it to the front door. The usual anticipation hit them before they exited, and to their surprise there was no jolts of arousal. Just a cool breeze and the morning sun.

They ran down the driveway, the taste of freedom helping them ignore their lack of shoes. Suddenly, they both heard it. A car coming down the long winding driveway that cut through the forest. Right towards them.

Ian and Alex jumped into the bushes. They were so close, Ian could almost taste it. The car passed by, a red and black Ford mustang.

"Thats Master's car..." Alex whispered.

Ian looked at him. "How do you know that?"

Something changed in Alex's eyes. A mischeviousness, the same cruelty that the slaves had grinned with the previous night. Before Ian could react, Alexa cooed the words, "Its time to greet master Nia."

The world went black

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Ian came to, completely naked. He was kneeling on the floor, bowed with his forehead against the cold tiles. Memories were vague, was he apologizing for something?

Ian fell a smell drift past his nose. He started drooling. It was sweat, smoke, something familiar. Something he had smelled on the clothes given to him that week.

He was shaking. Like a fucking dog in heat his body wouldn't stop quivering. Already he could see precum creating a puddle right below his dick. All of this just from a smell.

"You doing OK down there Nia?" Ian's ears snapped to attention. That was the voice. The voice over the screen, the one that had made him this pathetic toy.

"Dont...calmedat..." Ian mumbled the rest, unable to fully commit.

"What was that?" The voice chuckled.

Ian felt his cheeks burn. So stupid so stupid, he should have kept his mouth shut like a good little-

Ian's eyes widened. Fuck that. He was done. He was going to show them that he wasn't a toy or a piece of clay. He was a man goddamnit! Ian was about to stand up when-

"Before you do anything, let it be known that the moment you look at me, you will break." Master's voice echoed off the walls.

Ian froze. Of course Master would do something like this. Force him into a corner.

Master continued. "Alexa, why don't you explain to her the choice that I gave you two months ago?"

Ian wanted to shout, but could only talk softly. "Two months? What do you mean?"

Alexa giggled. "Sorry Nia, but I've belonged to master for two months now. Remember that time I was sick for a week?"

Ian did remember, he had been worried but had decided it would be better to stay away and avoid catching it.

Alexa continued, "Well that was actually the week master came over to my dorm! Oh he fucked me again and again, over and over. And then at the end of the week, he said that I could either never see him again, or be his lifelong cocksucker! And when I looked in his eyes, I just had to be his!"

Ian wanted to hit the floor. "Then all of that shit about needing my help?"

Alexa chuckled. "I thought it was real too! But Master just made me forget the truth. Master saw pictures of you and instantly wanted you to be just like me!"

Ian felt...strange. "Master..wanted me?"

"Of course!" Alexa replied. Ian could almost hear the grin in her voice. "He wanted you ever since he saw you!"