When the judge passed my sentence, I didn't believe it. It finally started to sink in when starting my first dance of my enslavement on the stage of a strip club I used to frequent called the "Slutty Kitten". It was a seedy poor dirty strip club that offered overly expensive drinks, and cheap girls. I realized why all the girls were so cheap now. I never expected to get caught dealing. I'd been running drugs on the street since I was in middle school starting with a little weed I grew outside. Eventually I grew ambitious and before long if it was synthetic, natural, or heavenly I dealt in it.
The Judge gave me a creative sentence. I was given over to the hospital to get the nanite enslavement treatment. I deeply regretted my actions when I saw my new slutty blonde form. In a fitting irony I was assigned and enslaved to the same strip club I'd done most of my business in. This time I would be center stage. The nanites had ran amok in my body and changed it to a feminine blonde vixen. I felt the behavior implant at the base of my skull buzz faintly as it forced me into pink lingerie. The pink panties settling tightly between my pert rear. The tiny implant visible only by a small crescent moon scar emitted a faint electromechanical thrum as it operated.
The implant helped me dance as a stripper taking almost absolutely control of my body. I could only blush in humiliation as I stripped and danced on the large stage slowly removing my bra to expose my modest breasts to the patrons. Bending over to expose my rear before pulling my panties aside to give a glance to my pussy. As my body moved and writhed gracefully around the stage, I shamefully saw several familiar faces of my previous associates. Recognition didn't spark in their eyes, as their eyes hungrily travelled all over my new body.
As my first dance neared the end, my body scooped down to pick up all the tip money thrown on the stage. I wasn't allowed to keep it, and I felt my hips swaying as I walked to the nearest floor manager Greg to drop off my "earnings". Making my way across the club I felt a hand grip my ass firmly causing a cute squeak to go through my lips. Raging internally My behavioral implant engaged as I blew a flirty kiss to the customer and continued on. Greg was an old customer of mine, and other than a bit of weed he mostly bought Viagra off me. He was holding an electronic tablet that I realized controlled the implants of the girls. He took the money without lifting his eyes off my new breasts.
Grunting he said, "Room 4, requested private lip service, and cream pie". Horrified, I felt my implant at the back of my head kick in with a hum as I strutted sexily over to private room 4. I had always wondered how this club had the sluttiest girls. They were willing to do any sexual action you could think of all with a smile plastered over their face. It was one of the reasons I made this my hub of operations. Now I had a smile plastered over my face as I walked into room 4 and sat on the couch.
Looking up, my body froze for a moment in disbelief. My blood ran cold as I saw Francis, my old rival, was sitting there with a smug smirk covering his face. My blood boiled just seeing him sitting there in my turf with impunity, and I tried desperately for the first time to push through the implant to attack him.
Francis only sat there a second, his eyes traveling from my feet to my eyes smirking. Finally, he said "I paid extra to break you in James’s. I wanted to be the one to welcome you to your new life ... After all I spent a lot of time putting you here". Externally only my eyes widened slightly as in my mind surprise flared through me. Somehow Francis had recognized me through my nanite modifications. Then I only felt cold hatred as his final words registered.
I tried to force my face in a glare as I sat across from him on the couch. He only watched me, smiling at the signs of struggle. I saw him look down for a second at a tiny slip of paper before he said "Ahh. let’s see, what's your trigger again?.... ah says here I only need to say Princess Peach suck my cock?".
As the last phrase of the sentence hit me. I felt my full body freeze up. Dizziness flashed in my eyes as dopamine flooded my system. My ears filled with a giant BUZZing centered at the base of my skull. As I glanced up at Francis, I let out a gasp of surprise. He was the sexiest man I had ever seen. I had no idea how I failed to notice him before. I Instantly felt my body heating up on the couch. My hands travelled to my nipples self-consciously as they hardened to stiff points. Blood was rushing down to my legs. With one hand I reached down to grab my erection. In shock I looked down to realize that instead of an erection my new equipment was soaking. I saw a little wet spot grow on my pink panties.
When I looked up again my eyes didn't make it to his face. My eyes stopped at his waist transfixed on the large, engorged member he had pulled out. I couldn't take my eyes off it. With no instruction I felt myself leaning forward to get close to it. Tentatively I reached for a hand and wrapped my fingers around the base of it. My new slim hands could barely grasp around his girth. Gripping him in my hands I felt his blood pumping underneath my fingers. I couldn't stop myself, I needed to taste it so bad. My head leaned forward, and I felt my mouth opening around his cock. I tasted the sweat of his penis, and a little salty tang of his pre-cum. With his dick solidly my eyes travelled up to his handsome face.
I couldn't help but shudder in desire as I saw the same self-satisfied smirk cross his face. Now I couldn't help but admire his features as he looked down at me in disdain. I reached up a hand to run against his hard abs trying to get the most of him I possibly could. I felt his hand on the back of my head, tangling painfully in my long hair. His hand was roughly pushing me further onto his cock allowing me to taste more and more of him, as I felt his dick at the back of my throat.
I was unconsciously gyrating my pelvis on the couch, I felt a new sensation of my crotch aching, and my thighs felt slippery rubbing against the couch. Without warning he wrenched me painfully off of him with a fistful of my blonde hair. I opened and closed my jaw to rub the soreness out. He quickly manhandled me until I was facing him with my legs open. The only protection for my pussy was still my pink soaking panties. My nipples felt stiffer than diamonds at this point as arousal pumped through my system.
I could only watch this gorgeous man as he carefully lined his dick to my new pussy. I reached my own hand down to expose my slit pulling the soaked underwear to the side. He leaned forward carefully, and gasping I felt the head of his cock probe into my entrance. It felt like an itch finally being scratched as he plunged his way further in. I was forced to close my eyes and bite my lip against a stabbing blinding pain as he forced himself in further. The pain didn't fade as he pushed in, but it slowly mixed in with pleasurable sensations. As the pleasure grew and grew as he pushed in and out, I felt my new voice openly moaning and crying my pleasure. My body was writhing and twisting on the couch as he pounded at my entrance. I couldn't help but twist my pelvis trying to milk every last ounce of pleasure from my cock.
The buzzing from the implant had entirely faded by this point. I was entirely in control but was utterly powerless in the face of the pleasure. The pleasure grew and grew until I felt like a dam bursting an orgasm flooding through my body. At the same time as my slutty moans rang out around the room, I felt him tense and explode in my pussy. As I lay there basking in orgasm, I let out a little moan as I felt him pull himself out with a sloppy plop.
My eyes found him as final traces of pleasure left my body. With a clear head I could see clearly. I felt my cute expression contort into hatred and revulsion as I glared at him. I felt a deep shame enter my system as I considered how quickly I had lost myself. I saw in disgust as he wiped his cock off with some provided tissues. The faint redness smeared of my broken hymen on the Kleenex. Looking back towards me I saw a smirk appear in an instant on his face.
With a quick of his lips, he said "Ah Bambi, that was so good, I think I might buy out your indenture". I Couldn't stop my eye's from widening in horror as I considered being permanently tied to my old rival.
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