Commission

  Themes: Hypnosis, Mind Break, Bad End

  Summary: Angelica and Olivia love each other, but not only do they come from different tiers of society, they're both women. Luckily for them, Pierre Io Fievel knows exactly how they can be together! Under him.

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  From the moment they're escorted into the room, it's incredibly obvious that both Angelica and Olivia don't want to be there. The two women are moving stiffly and with a great deal of reluctance and trepidation even as they're greeted by the man waiting for them.

  "Ah, Lady Angelica and her peasant girlfriend. How lovely of the two of you to join me~"

  Angelica's jaw clenches at the smarmy tone of Pierre Io Feivel, second son of House Feivel. He smirks at her in response before gesturing for them to sit on the couch across from his chair.

  "Please, take a seat."

  They do so, backs straight and entire bodies strung with tension. Finally, Angelica growls.

  "Cut the shit, Pierre. Let's just get down to business. You found out that Olivia and I are together and now you're threatening to expose us to everyone. What do you want? Keep things reasonable or we walk out of here and tell everyone ourselves. Unlike your parents, my father actually loves me so don't think you hold all the cards here."

  That st barb causes a fsh of anger to appear in Pierre's eyes… but rather than rising to the bait, the purple-haired noble just leans back in his chair, still smiling wickedly.

  "Oh, is that why you think you're here? For me to bckmail you? Don't be so crass, my Lady. I didn't call you both here to bckmail you. I called you here to show you the true depths of your little girlfriend's loyalty."

  Both Angelica and Olivia furrow their brows in confusion… and then their eyes widen in disbelief and disgust when Pierre suddenly reaches down and pulls out his cock just like that. Immediately, they're both on their feet as Angelica sputters.

  "What the fuck do you think you're doing Pierre? Put that away this instant! Neither of us are going to touch you, let alone let you touch us! You go too far!"

  But Pierre just strokes his cock, continuing to smile.

  "Do I? How about it, Olivia? Why don't you come over here and suck my cock while us nobles talk some more."

  Angelica's jaw drops at the audacity… only to whip her head around when Olivia steps past her, taking slow, jerking, halting steps in Pierre's direction.

  "O-Olivia!"

  "I… I… I can't s-stop… my feet… they're moving on their own…"

  Finally, Olivia drops to her knees in front of Pierre… and with her hands palm ft atop her legs, she leans forward and closes her lips around Pierre's cock as he holds it steady for her. The nobleman chuckles and pces his free hand on the back of Olivia's head, sighing as she begins to bob up and down slowly and nguidly, sucking him off right then and there.

  Angelica stares on in horror… and then anger as realization starts to dawn.

  "You… what did you do to her, Pierre? What have you done?!"

  Pierre just smirks.

  "I broke her. And then I rebuilt her. You didn't even notice she was gone. It took days to turn her into this. Days of stealing her for an hour or two, only to wipe her memory of our… sessions together. And at the end of it, I had my willing little sve."

  "You bastard! Let her go! Let her go this instant!"

  But Pierre just holds up a finger and wags it as Angelica rages at him.

  "Ah-ah-ah. Don't be too demanding now my dy. After all, there are a lot worse things I could order Olivia to do rather than what she's doing right now."

  Angelica stiffens, her eyes narrowing and then widening all over again in fresh horror.

  "You wouldn't…"

  Pierre just shrugs, continuing to enjoy Olivia's ministrations as he smirks smugly.

  "Don't tempt me. Sit down, Lady Angelica."

  And so… Angelica sits back down. She tries not to look at Olivia, tries to focus on anything else as she clutches at her skirts, her knuckles white and her hands trembling.

  "What… w-what do you want Pierre? Please… I'll do a-anything if you'll just let us go…"

  Pierre hums for a moment before chuckling and shaking his head.

  "No more caveats huh? No more 'keep it reasonable'? Well now… how quickly we change our tune."

  Angelica flinches, her grip on her dress growing even harder. The noises Olivia is making as she… dutifully sucks Pierre's cock turn the noblewoman's stomach.

  "Please…"

  "Heh, no."

  Her head snaps up, eyes wide as Pierre grins rather cruelly at her.

  "No, I'm not going to just let you pay your way out of this, Angelica. You want your peasant back? Then let's py a game, shall we? I'll make you a deal. Olivia and I haven't actually had sex yet. She's used her mouth and I've pyed with her body, but she hasn't actually lost that pesky virginity of hers to my cock just yet."

  Angelica straightens at that, a flicker of hope in her otherwise desote eyes.

  "So we're going to see if she can resist. It's simple, really. Olivia is going to use those cute peasant thighs of her to pleasure my cock. And if I cum first, then you both win. But if Olivia can't resist… if she gives in, then I win and I keep your peasant."

  Before Angelica can so much as open her mouth to respond, Pierre suddenly grabs Olivia more roughly by the head and forces her further down his dick.

  "Swallow."

  His one word command is followed by the kneeling blonde as he starts to cum a moment ter, the sounds of her gulping down his seed audible in the otherwise silent room. Angelica shivers in disgust. She can close her eyes to the sight, but she can't close her ears to the noises Olivia is being forced to make.

  Finally, Pierre is done and pulls Olivia off of his cock, letting her rock back on her heels with a gasp. Almost immediately, she whips around towards Angelica, shame and guilt in her eyes.

  "A-Angelica! I'm sorry, I didn't want to, I couldn't stop it, I-!"

  Suddenly Angelica is on her knees next to Olivia, cradling her beloved's face in her hands.

  "I know Olivia. I know. It's not you. He's… he's controlling you somehow. You can fight it though. W-We can… we can still beat him."

  Looking up from Olivia's tear streaked face to Pierre's smug grin, Angelica gres defiant daggers.

  "We accept your d-deal. We'll py your game, Pierre."

  Pierre just chuckles in amusement at her determined tone.

  "Very well then. Get up, both of you. Angelica, back on the couch. Olivia, panties off."

  The two women stiffen up at that… but Olivia is forced to obey half a moment ter by Pierre's control while Angelica can do nothing but reluctantly sit back down. She wants to look away, to do anything but watch what's about to happen next… but when she realizes Pierre is going to make Olivia face her the entire time, she knows she can't. Her lover needs her support.

  Smiling at Olivia as best she can, Angelica nods encouragingly.

  "It's okay Olivia. We'll get through this. You can do this, I know you can."

  Olivia blushes but nods as she comes up from pulling off her panties. The rest of her clothes are still on at least, but they both know that's not going to stop Pierre from doing… whatever he wants. Case in point, as soon as her underwear is discarded, the nobleman steps up behind Olivia and wraps himself around her in a perverted version of a lover's embrace.

  The blonde squeaks and then squeals when Pierre's hands find her breasts, groping and squeezing them through her dress. She shudders, clearly enjoying it more than she was expecting based on the expression Angelica sees on her face. There's disgust and revulsion of course… but not as much as she'd prefer.

  "P-Pierre, this wasn't the deal!"

  But he just ughs at Angelica's accusation.

  "Oh don't be a wet bnket. Olivia is going to have plenty of time with my cock trapped between her thighs. I'm just having a little bit of fun."

  When Angelica just growls in response, he rolls his eyes and shakes his head.

  "Fine, fine~"

  It's only when it's too te that Angelica realizes she'd basically just advocated for him to begin assaulting her lover with his cock. Pierre pulls Olivia's skirts up, bends her over a little bit, and promptly pushes his cock right in to the space between her thighs, trapping his dick there with the lengthy girth pressing up against Olivia's virgin pussy lips.

  Olivia gasps and then moans for the first time, a wanton and honest sound coming out of her lips that Angelica has only ever heard when they were alone together before. The noblewoman's hands go back to clutching at her dress as she watches Olivia shudder and shiver, Pierre's cock twitching from where it's protruding out from betwixt her thighs.

  For a moment all is still… and then Pierre hums.

  "Well, peasant? Are you going to make me cum? Will you even make an attempt at winning this challenge I've set before you?"

  "I… I…"

  In the end, Olivia can't get the words out. Instead, she averts her gaze, turning her head to the side as she slowly starts to move. Under her own power at that. Angelica can tell as much. Pierre isn't using whatever hypnosis he had on Olivia right now; he's making Olivia do all of this of her own volition.

  Angelica's heart breaks for her beloved as Olivia whimpers and whines, jerking herself back and forth on Pierre's cock. His height compared to hers means that Olivia is already forced up onto her tiptoes, her hands having to reach back to grab onto him to anchor herself in pce.

  At the same time, there's no avoiding the contact with Pierre's shaft against Olivia's slit. Every jerking motion that the blonde makes with her thighs causes her sex to grind against the top of Pierre's cock as well, providing sensations that are clearly starting to drive Olivia wild.

  Her whines and whimpers turn to mewls and moans in greater and greater quantities, until she's moaning practically as much as she's panting, her face bright red and eyes widening in slowly dawning horror. She's not going to make it. She can't do it.

  Angelica, seeing this, snaps out her hand and grabs hold of one of Olivia's, pulling her lover forward a little bit so that Olivia is further bent over and they're less than a foot apart. Suddenly looking into Angelica's eyes, Olivia freezes even as Angelica smiles at her.

  "It's okay Olivia. I'm here. Stay strong and… and don't give up alright? You can do it… we can do anything… together."

  For a long moment, Olivia just stares at her… then, she tentatively smiles back, a real smile that spreads across her face as she nods in agreement. And for a bit, it even seems to work. Holding Angelica's hand, having her support… Olivia starts to jerk Pierre off with her thighs far more purposefully and with a scary sort of determination.

  Meanwhile, Pierre groans his enjoyment. Angelica realizes he must be getting close by now… right? She also realizes something else… the way that the bastard has positioned them, the way he's set this up… even if he does lose, he's going to cum all over Angelica. His cock, poking out from between Olivia's thighs, is pointed directly at Angelica's face and chest.

  Even if they win, there will be no escaping it. Mortifying as that is though, Angelica doesn't say a word. She'll take such a humiliation if it means being able to free Olivia from this bastard's grasp. And she doesn't want to distract her lover in this critical moment, not when they're so close.

  … But she should have known Pierre wasn't done yet.

  "Fuck you're so wet, bitch."

  Olivia jolts at his words, her shame and embarrassment returning in full force as her blush intensifies. Gncing down involuntarily, Angelica sees what Pierre means… how slick and dripping Olivia's pussy lips are right now, with his cock spreading but not penetrating them as it is.

  "S-Shut… shut up… just… shut up… I don't want it… I don't want your c-cock. I want… Angelica. I want Angelica!"

  Angelica smiles at Olivia's strength… only for that smile to falter when Pierre keeps talking.

  "Really? You sure about that, babe? Because you're so damn slippery right now… why, my cock could just slip inside all by itself."

  Olivia freezes again, a peculiar look spreading across her face.

  "Slip… inside… by itself?"

  "Heh, yep. One wrong move and I'll be inside that virgin pussy of yours. But it wouldn't be either of us, would it? It'd be… completely by accident."

  "Ah… ah… an… accident…"

  Angelica's eyes widen as she sees the desire in Olivia's gaze. No! Not when they were so close! But Pierre just ughs, speaking before she can.

  "Yep! If it were to happen by accident… then it simply couldn't be helped, right?"

  "… couldn't… be helped…"

  "Olivia! No!"

  But Angelica is too te. Olivia has already humped her hips backwards in a certain way. An 'accidental' way. And Pierre has moved in just the right way too in order to take advantage of that fact. A moment ter and it's over. His cock sms home into Olivia's wet, welcoming cunt as he robs her of her virginity.

  More than that, she cums upon penetration, making one of the most ridiculous, lewdest faces that Angelica has ever seen on the other woman. Mere inches from Angelica's face, Olivia's eyes roll back in her head and her tongue lolls out of her mouth as she climaxes explosively all over Pierre Io Feivel's rock hard cock.

  "Ooooonnngh~"

  Aside from Olivia's shameful noises as she orgasms, there's nothing but silence filling the room. And indeed, once she stops cumming, that silence completely takes over. Until Pierre pulls Olivia back by a hand around her neck, yanking her out of Angelica's grasp and stepping back until he's sitting down upon the chair he'd been in before all of this started.

  Like a king upon his throne, Pierre lounges back. His hands grip Olivia's hips for a moment, thrusting her up and down his cock… and then he lets go only for the blonde peasant girl to begin bouncing herself, a deliriously happy, broken look on her face as she rides him reverse cowgirl right there in front of her girlfriend.

  Angelica watches all of this from the couch as though the life has left her body, as though she's lost the will to go on. She's practically catatonic for a moment… until finally, she slowly climbs down off of the couch and onto her knees.

  Pierre watches her from around the side of her mind broken peasant girlfriend bouncing on his cock, even as Angelica presses her forehead into the floor, prostrating herself before him.

  "Please... please take me too. H-Hypnotize me as well… t-take away this pain and let… let me still b-be with Olivia. I don't c-care anymore… I just… I can't lose her."

  For a long moment, the nobleman studies Angelica silently. Then, he lets out another dark chuckle.

  "Sure. Sounds good to me."

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  "Oooh~"

  "Aahhh~"

  "I-I love you Olivia!"

  "I love you too Angelica!"

  "But we both love Master the most…"

  "Yesssss. Please Master, please fuck Angelica with your big fat cock like you fucked me!"

  Pierre smirks as he steps up into pce at the edge of the bed. There, before him, are his two new sves. In the end, Angelica was even easier to bring under his control than her peasant girlfriend. With Olivia, she'd had something to fight for, something she wanted to return to. That's why it had taken multiple sessions over multiple days to fully break her down and make her his fuck toy.

  But Angelica? She was already broken by the time he started bringing her properly under his control. Seeing Olivia fall to his cock, realizing that she'd lost the love of her life… she'd all but surrendered willingly, grasping at any chance to stay at Olivia's side no matter what it cost her.

  And really, in the end… all it cost was her free will.

  Now, the two women are on Pierre's bed, naked and writhing and waiting for him. Angelica is on her back and Olivia is on top of her, the pair of blondes moaning as they makeout with one another while also begging him to fuck them.

  He's been enjoying the show for a minute now, his cock rock hard and in his hand as he appreciated the view of them pressing their soft, curvaceous, nubile bodies to one another. Squishing their boobs together, grinding their pussies down on each other.

  Olivia's cunt is still leaking the previous creampie he'd given her back in his sitting room. But Angelica's pussy, while sopping wet and also a little messy from grinding against Olivia's snatch, remains untouched… until now.

  Using Olivia's ass to anchor himself, Pierre guides his cock down to Angelica's waiting virgin twat. The noblewoman moans as he presses his tip against her entrance… and then squeals when he thrusts in a moment ter.

  "Yesss! Thank you Master! Thank you for ciming this worthless bitch's virginity!"

  Gone is the despair. Gone is the horror and grief. Angelica no longer has to worry about those things because she, much like her darling peasant girlfriend, belongs to Pierre now. And so the only thing she and Olivia ever have to worry about again is making sure he's happy.

  Grunting, he immediately starts to fuck Angelica hard and fast, pounding away at her pussy with his entire cock.

  PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!

  Pierre would be lying if he said this wasn't always the end goal. Of course he wanted Angelica too. Unfortunately, pulling her away for hours every day was a lot harder than stealing Olivia and then returning her ter with no one the wiser. In the end, he'd needed a way to make her come to him. Fortunately, he'd caught Olivia and Angelica together without their knowledge one day, and that had led to him hatching this pn.

  A pn that has ultimately gone quite perfectly. Both women are his now. Both blondes love his cock and call him Master. Pierre has completely and totally won.

  With that thought in mind, he grins viciously as he reaches up from Olivia's ass and grabs her by the hair, pulling the peasant up and back against his chest. Even as his cock continues to sm into Angelica's pussy down below, making the noblewoman cry out and squeal and cum for her Master again and again, Pierre turns Olivia's head towards him.

  He kisses her hungrily, while at the same time reaching around to grope and squeeze at her fat tits. Sure, Olivia might be nothing but a peasant, a lowborn woman compared to Angelica, but she still has a body to kill for and she's the entire reason he was able to make Angelica his bitch in the first pce.

  For that, Olivia will always have a special pce in his cold, bck heart. Pierre swears that he'll take care of her and Angelica for as long as he lives. His two beautiful blonde, fat-chested pets…

  Really, they should be thanking him he thinks, even as he picks up the pace, Angelica's cunt milking him closer and closer to the edge. If anyone else had found out they were a couple, the scandal would have been ruinous. Sure, Angelica's father might love her, but that didn't exactly help when it turned out he had a lesbian for a daughter.

  It would all be fine now. Angelica would beg her father to let her marry Pierre instead, giving him access to more wealth, power, and influence then a second son would normally ever have the chance at. And she and Olivia would serve him faithfully for the rest of their days. As wife and servant in public of course… and as his personal pet cum dumps in private.

  With one final grunt, Pierre unloads inside of Angelica. The first of many loads of cum he intends on depositing inside of the beautiful noblewoman. All the while, he's continuing to swap spit with Olivia, their tongues dancing as he pinches and pulls one of her nipples, making her moan for him oh so wantonly.

  They were all going to be so very… happy together.

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