It was the next day after Ash had completed his training, perfecting his Ash Greninja form in Alola. Using his Gallade to transport him and his slave harem back to Kalos, Ash realized just how different the time zones between regions were, the evening already upon him. Realizing it wouldn't be too much longer before he would need to return to school, Ash decided to hatch a surprise for a few of his slaves who missed out on the Alolan fun.
Getting in touch with Perrin, Lorelei and Korrina, as well as Hilda and Rosa, Ash instructed all five of them to convene at the Scarlet Cabaret that very night, alongside two other slaves he had yet to be acquainted with.
Meanwhile at the heart of Lumiose City, inside the joint HQ of the LCPD and Interpol, Anabel, alongside her fellow Interpol member, Looker, were filing reports regarding an apparent larceny spree happening in eastern Lumiose. As the young policewoman typed away at her work terminal, straightening her tie and sipping on an energy drink, Anabel sighed as the report dragged on and on.
"This is bullshit..!" Anabel griped, leaning back in her chair, spinning around in exhaustion. "Why are we getting stuck with the menial tasks the actual Lumiose PD are supposed to be handling?"
"You heard Ian, Anabel." Looker reminded his understudy, the senior officer still remaining tolerant to his subordinate's irate tone. "After that fiasco street race that happened the other day, the Lumiose citizenry seem to believe the regular cops aren't able to contain the situation. We're being loaned for damage control to make sure things actually get a little quieter."
Noticing his comment ganered him some disapproving side eyes from some LCPD officers around the office, Looker took the hint and opted to keep any more comments regarding police incompotence to a minimum.
"Yeah, yeah, I know…" Anabel sighed, crossing her legs and playing with the hair band in her ponytail, the young cop realizing it was pointless to argue further. "So, I heard we were already gonna have quite a few interpol agents watching that Gala Event at the Parfume Palace, alongside the standard police and private security, but Ian really went and directed even more resources, huh?"
"Well, when Lusamine and Lysandre's public debate event was wrecked by those lunatic racers, is it really that much of a surprise to have tighter, stricter security, what with the Gala being hosted by the very man who was troubled by them?" Looker said in a pseudo joking tone, typing away at his keyboard, his focus, compared to his subordinate's, unflinching.
"Well, I just hope I get to do something worthwhile soon." Anabel sighed, beginning to return to her work when suddenly, her work rotom phone vibrated in her pocket.
Flipping on the screen revealed that Ian had sent her a message, asking the young policewoman to see him in his office.
"Boss just asked for me. Could I trouble you to help fill out the last bits of my work?" Anabel apologized, bashfully rubbing the back of her head.
"Heh, there's no helping you, is there?" Looker chuckled, waving Anabel off as her rubbed his brow, preparing himself for additional labor. "It's fine. I'll take care of it. Go ahead and meet the boss."
Walking up to the third floor of the precinct, where all of the high command officers were situated, Anabel saw a group in a conference room through the full length windows, the soundproofing making it so she couldn't hear the briefing, but could see from the projector on the wall the building layout of the Parfume Palace.
Anabel had suspected all this police involvement for such event, while normally standard protocol, seemed a bit overkill, in her opinion. Public servants like the police would be needed for such a big event, but should only be there to watch over the perimeter. Anabel knew from a prior briefing that many Interpol agents would handpicked by Ian himself to go undercover during the Gala, on top of rooftop surveillance and security checkpoints around the grounds.
Reaching Ian's office, Anabel opened the doors to see the seasoned policeman hard at work at his computer terminal, an unmarked black leather bound folder on the edge of the desk.
"Well, don't expect an invitation. Sit, agent." Ian instructed her without so much as looking up, beckoning her in with a half hearted hand wave.
Shutting the door behind herself and taking a seat, Anabel patiently waited as Ian continued to hover over his terminal screen, typing at high velocity. Soon after finishing, Ian ejected a flash drive from his computer, quickly pocketing it before turning to Anabel.
"You must be wondering why I called you in here, agent, so let's not beat around the bush. The Parfume Palace Gala event set to happen in a few days from now; I can only presume you've seen our other Interpol agents working in preparation for it, yes?" Ian asked, the man pushing back a messy bang of his silver grey hair.
"Of course, sir. That's something the LCPD has been hard at work on, as well. Hence why many of us who aren't on that assignment have been hard at work handling their own messes." Anabel replied, a bit of snark coming from her begrudgingly handling cases below her pay grade.
"Well, then if that's the kind of attitude I'm going to get, perhaps I'll task Looker with this assignment, then." Ian replied, tapping the black leather folder. "That is if I am to assume you don't want a position at the event?"
Anabel was shocked. She was dead certain that only the most senior agents, handpicked by Ian himself were placed on this assignment.
"You want…me, sir?" Anabel asked. "I'm flattered, but haven't I only seen the more experienced members in charge of this op??
"With all due respect, agent, you weren't exactly my first choice. I had another I had planned on assigning this to, but due to recent events surrounding that illegal street race, I had to place her somewhere else. I was going to ask Looker, but I see some potential in you, agent." Ian explained, his reasons laid bare. "You perform this assignment to the letter, and I'll see what I can do about making sure some more…impressive cases come to your desk. How's that sound?"
The possibility of expanding her career laid in front of her, Anabel couldn't help but jump at the chance. But she did remember a conversation she and her secret Master had about Ian. Something didn't quite seem right with him. His motivations not entirely obvious, Anabel initially wasn't quite sure on how to move forward.
But the thought of helping her Master, knowing he intended to infiltrate the Gala to find the Prospect leader within the crowd, having someone on the inside with intel would be instrumental to his success.
"Yes sir! I'm ready and willing to take this role!" Anabel answered, showing her confidence To the man.
"Very well then." Ian said in stoic tone, the young policewoman unsure if he was proud, discontent, or anything besides. "That folder there contains the details on the task. You will be serving as squad leader gamma. In other words, you will be in charge of the security team overseeing delivery trucks such as catering services, electrical crewmen, plumbing and pyrotechnics. That Lysandre is pulling out all the stops for this event."
"Lysandre. I remember reading about him in a magazine. Wasn't his family apparently Kalos royalty?" Anabel asked.
"You'd be right about him being royalty. The Kalos Royal Family did indeed use to live in that palace way back when, but it's been a public landmark for centuries. His family name may be royalty, but that don't mean too much these days." Ian replied, his history on the Kalos royalty remarkably studied. "The Kalos Royal family gave up power nearly 300 years ago. This gala is, in fact, the tricentennial anniversary of Kalos becoming a democratic nation, and if I had to guess, Lysandre intends to use such an anniversary to democracy to preach his ideals to drum up more support for his candidacy."
"I suppose that makes sense." Anabel replied, grabbing the folder off the desk.
"Enough small talk. We have a mission to prepare for, Anabel. Being that this is a delicate, and downright absolutely important operation, I need you to study that briefing with care." Ian instructed. "You cannot take photos with it, and it absolutely does not leave this building, am I understood? With what happened the other day, Lysandre and the other VIP's at this party need us to make sure no more lunatics cause them any more trouble. It will be up to us to ensure their safety."
"Understood. But if I may inquire. Where will you be in all of this, sir?" Anabel asked, hoping to glean some more intel for her Master.
"I will be posing as a guest, undercover. I've briefed the other agents to ensure my integration in the crowd, I'll be nearly totally radio silent, only giving our people in the security office tips if I spy suspicious figures. Beyond that, I will be mingling with the guests." Ian informed his underling. "Now, I believe we're done here. Study that file before and have it back in my office in an hour. If you don't have the capability of retaining all that info, then by all means, tell me. I'll be sure to let Looker take point, as I intended."
"No, sir. There will be no need for that." Anabel reassured him before leaving his office.
Walking down the hall and back to her cubicle, Anabel realized that Looker had done as he promised, having finished her paperwork for her before leaving for the night. Taking a moment to sit down and review the file her boss gave her, Anabel realized the intel inside was meticulous. Guard positions and their shifts, a detailed blueprint of the Parfume Palace as well as the Palace grounds, a list of names of orginizations and caterers for the event and above else, a description of her position on sight; that being security advisor for the eastern side entrance of the palace, where all the catering vans and trucks would enter the premisis.
Anabel realized this type of info would be instrumental in her Master's plans, the young policewoman checked her surrounds to see if anyone was around. Checking to that the CCTV camera above her desk began to turn with her outside its cone of vision, the violet haired bombshell quickly took out her personal phone, quickly snapping shots of all the details in the file. After taking a while longer to review the file, Anabel returned the file to Ian's desk before getting in her car to leave.
Remembering how her Master had beckoned her to a place called the Scarlet Caberet, Anabel put the address into her gps and departed. Driving through Central District was simple, clean and safe as she would expect, but upon entering the Eastern Lumiose Districf, Anabel could see the disparity between Lumiose's foremost pleasure district and the majority of Lumiose. Beyond the grimy, destitute and depressing industrial sectors in North Lumiose, East District had grown the reputation of housing many of the dozens upon dozens of Prospect rackets and operations that called Lumiose their home.
The red neon lights of disheveled cathouses, a bar at pretty much every other door, pawn shops and nightclubs galore. Where there was one genuinely pleasurable service provided, ten more seedy business cropped up. In this district, even the police dared not venture into the dark alleys, for fear of a homeless criminal or a gang of Prospect goons jumped them.
Anabel was sickened that such a piece of the wonderful city she called home since childhood was reduced to this state. And despite the police knowing true and well Prospects was prominent in the district, they barely made any attempts at arrest. Whther it was out of fear, corruption, threats, or some combination of the three, Anabel was fairly unsure, but upon her witnessing her boss push the international status Prospects had aquired in recent years under the rug during Faba's murder investigation, Anabel suspected the gang's claws dug far deeper than they had any right to.
Stopping at a gas station on the way to refuel, Anabel stayed beside the pump, keeping an eyenout for any locals who may have seen the young woman as an easy target. Her service revolver still in its holster underneath her suit jacket, Anabel continued to keep her wits about her. Suddenly, just as she finished filling her tank, Anabel spotted a hooded figure walk into the gas station convenience store, looking over their shoulder as they entered.
Sensing trouble, Anabel looked through the store front windows from a distance, wondering if her intuition was on the mark. And sure enough, her insticts proved right, for the hooded figure held up a firearm at the man behind the register. Walking slowly toward the convenience store, Anabel realized she could bag this perp and be done in time to meet up with her Master.
Quietly opening the front doors, Anabel snuck inside, crouched down as she began to approach the aggressor from behind, the thief's voice quivering with nervousness.
"Look, I'm not playing around, twerp! Open the register up, and I'll be on my way!" A female's voice came from underneath the hood.
"L-look, lady! I'll do whatever, just don't hurt me!" The man behind the counter pleaded, his hands reached for the sky, his body quivering.
"I don't like doing this, but if I don't get what I'm asking for, there's gonna be trouble!" The woman's voice said.
As Anabel drew closer, she began to inspect the firearm in the woman's hand was nothing short of a toy. A remarkably well crafted replica, but altogether fake and harmless. Still hoping to pacify the crook, Anabel readied her revolver, pressing it against the back of the thief, the woman freezing up.
"This is the police. Lay your weapon on the counter and put your hands behind your back." Anabel warned her. "Nice and slow."
"Shit..!" The woman groaned, realizing it was over for her.
Slowly setting her 'weapon' on the table, the gas station employee quickly confiscated it, only to realize he'd been bluffed to.
"What the hell?!" He spat, looking at the woman in contempt as she put her hands behind her back for Anabel to cuff her.
"You're into some naughty play if you're not on duty, officer..!" The woman teased, looking back to notice Anabel was all by herself, the thief realizing Anabel was without any sort of police partner to speak of.
"Now, let's get a look at your face." Anabel sighed, turning the woman around and pulling her hood off.
As the hood fell, her long magenta hair spilled out, going down to her hips. Her ears were adorned with green, pearl shaped earings, her eyes a dazzling sky blue. Anabel was captivated by the woman's feminine charms that took her a moment to realize she was conducting an arrest. But not just any arrest, as Anabel began to recognize the woman's face from security footage taken from businesses around the city who had been victimized by her. This was no doubt the crook who was responsible for the very larceny reports she had been filling a couple hours prior.
"You're that larcenist who's been going around town stealing, havent you?" Anabel asked, reaching for the woman's white miniskirt to check for pockets. "Let's see if you have some id on you."
Pulling out a wallet, the thief growing flustered from having another person rifling through the pockets of her miniskirt while she was still wearing them. Finding a driver's liscense, Anabel realized the id, while seeming to have her face and full name, was a forgery, for the faint watermark stamp of the Lumiose government wasn't plastered underneath its surface. It was a good counterfeit, however. The work of an expert, save for one, minor detail that only a professional could pick up.
"Jessie Musashi? Or is that an alias, miss?" Anabel asked, unzipping the hoodie Jessie wore to check it for inside pockets. "I hope you don't have any more toys for me to find."
"No...that was it..." Jessie regretfully admitted, the thief admitting she was out of tricks.
Anabel realized she could call this in. Get credit for the thief who'd been causing the police so much trouble recently. However, upon examing the woman, Anabel felt such an act would be pointless. Her curvy body, her slim belly, her gorgeous legs, bountiful breasts and supple ass. To turn her in would be a waste of a perfectly sexy woman. She could just as easily solve the theft issue by bringing her in as a present to her Master, a toy for her to break just as he broke her. Such an idea proved far more exciting.
Perhaps he would even reward her with amazing sexual relief. The mere thought of offering her amazing owner with a new puppet to break was enough to fill Anabel's mind with elation. Even if she didn't get a reward, she knew in her heart, satisfying her Master was all the reward in the world.
But now was not time to dawdle, for Anabel was begining to run late to her meeting at the Caberet.
"Don't worry, I'm Interpol, on loan to the KCPD. I'll just go ahead and book this perp personally." Anabel advised the clerk behind the desk, showing her badge before handing the clerk some money from her wallet. "Don't worry about calling any other police over. Just let me give you this for your trouble."
"Wait, interpol?!" Jessie asked, concerned why she attracted the attention of a high ranking policewoman.
"Sure..!" The clerk nervously smiled, pocketing the cash and waving bye as Anabel escorted Jessie back to her car.
"In ya go, gorgeous..!" Anabel grinned, spanking Jessie on her ass as she got seated in the back.
"You get this handy with all your arrests, officer?" Jessie asked cynically, flustered by the sudden act.
"Just the pretty ones. Don't worry. I aint arresting you." Anabel smiled, getting into the driver's seat and pulling out of the gas station. "It's a lucky day for you. If any other cop was on scene, you'd already be sat in a room with steel bars for walls."
"Wait, what?" Jessie asked, perplexed. "I thought you were a cop?! Where are you taking me?!"
"Like I said. Relax. We'll be there in no time, friend." Anabel looked into her back seats through the rear view, watching as Jessie began to struggle in her cuffs, clearly assuming the worst out of the young policewoman.
"This doesnt exactly seem that friendly to me!" Jessie complained.
"Let's fix that. Jessie, right?" Anabel asked. "That's your name, right? I could tell that id was a fake. Where'd ya get it?"
"I ain't confessing to anything!" Jessie spat back.
"Hey, we're both pals here. I'd say you best be thanking me for being the one to 'arrest' you." Anabel reminded her quarry. "You may have had a fake firearm, but they would've thrown the book at you, hauled your ass to prison, and threw away the key. The least you can do is be honest with me."
"What could an interpol agent get out of making friends with a crook?" Jessie spat.
"You'd be surpirsed how dirty a cop can be..!" Anabel sensually looked into the mirror at Jessie, the magenta haired woman catching Anabel slyly winking at her, making her blush. "Now, come on. Relax a little. I'll tell you what. You tell me who you are and where you got thay phony id, and I'll clue you in on the awesome place we're going."
"...My name is Jessie Musashi. I came from the Kanto region. I use to run with a gang called Team Rocket. Mafia type. Interpol like you's definitely heard of them." Jessie admitted.
"Yeah. Team Rocket doesn't operate here in Kalos, though. What with Prospects being the main underground faction." Anabel remarked. "You said 'use to'. I guess you don't anymore."
"Let's just say I had a partner. We'll call him James. We got along well. Thought he was my soul mate. But all of that changed in a heist we we're pulling at the Pewter Museum. A chuck of Old Amber. Would've made our boss a ton of money to resurect and Aerodactyl from it. We tripped an alarm, and as we fled, I got tripped up. My partner double crossed me and left me behind, and after that I had enough of Team Rocket. But I had to flee the country, cuz Rocket ain't exactly forgiving of deserters." Jessie continued. "Now I survive on scraps, having to compete with Prospects. Now all I can do to make money is rob small time stores and sell forged ID's. At least Lumiose is a big city. Easy for me to pick other marks."
"Ah, I get it. You make counterfeit ID's yourself and sell them." Anabel nodded. "Who do you sell to?"
"People here and there. There's been this group who I've been selling to a lot lately. Call themselves the Vipers. I guess when a bunch of teenagers want a driver's lisence in case they get pulled over in a car that ain't exactly their's, they come to me. You're the first person I've ever seen who's made out my fakes so quickly, though."
"Ah, so you've sold to the Vipers, huh?" Anabel noted. "They're one of the other gangs in the citt. Nowhere near as big an operation as Prospects, but they have pockets of territory in the city. Why didn't you just go an work for Prospects? I'm sure they would pay far more."
"I don't want to get involved with them. Something about them seems...off. Like all these rackets and businesses they run. They don't seem to be their goal. I don't know how to phrase it. But I think they're bigger thinkers than I want to get involved with." Jessie explained further. "I already saw what happens when I get involved with groups like that. Vipers are small time. I can work with that. Doubt they would double cross me, either, seeing as how I sell 'em their ID's."
"More a fan of the Vipers, huh? I like rooting for the underdogs, myself. As luck would have it, I'm actually sympathetic to their cause. In fact, I'm about to meet up with their leaders to discuss something they want to see." Anabel grinned, pulling into an alley, the back door entrance to the hole in the wall business, Scarlet Caberet. "I'll be up front with you, Jessie. I am working to see the Vioers replace Prospects as a ruling party in the Kalos underworld, and I think fate brought us together. I'll make you a deal. I have partners inside that can see that not only are you protected from the law, but make sure you're well taken care of. I can see you have talent, and you clearly have supported Vipers before. Why not join up with them properly and take down the same type of people who screwed you over in your past life?"
Jessie took a moment to ponder the opportunity that was presented to her. Intrigued, but cautious, Jessie made the opportunity to ask a pertinent question.
"What's in this for you? You're a cop, apparently. Why go behind your bosses' backs and conspire with criminals when it could get you in trouble?"
"Well, if you must know, I take that risk because someone very special to me requires it. I can see it in the LCPD and Interpol as well. The police are beyond corrupt, letting Prospects get away with all they've done. If he is to change how Lumiose society operates, we must dismantle the old system that's allowed such atrocities to continue."
"Ok, that's neat from a moral perspective, but I need to look out for myself. I don't think I want to get dragged into a gang war so long as I know I'm on the winning side. What's stopping me from just walking away right now?"
"Besides the handcuffs you're wearing?" Anabel giggled. "Kidding! But seriously, if you don't want to be more involved, you're free to leave. I didn't take you away from risking getting arrested, just to haul you to jail. If you say no right now, I'll spring you loose, no strings attached. But at the very least, are you not even a little curious about all of this?"
Jessie couldn't lie. She saw the Vipers had suddenly began picking up more momentum in their turf fights against Prospects. The truck raid she heard about in the news. Her underworld tips cluing her in on the raid on Prospect's secret facility. They even alegedly now had a new powerful benefactor providing them aid as well. Perhaps the Vipers were a Ponyta worth betting on. Feeling she had no reason not to hear out the policewoman, Jessie agreed.
"Very well. I'm game. Let's see these friends of yours and see what they have in store for me." Jessie grinned, Anabel smiling deviously to herself, knowing her Master would soon have a new prey to conquer.
"Excellent. Now that we're buddy-buddy, let's get those nasty old handcuffs off those pretty wrists..!" Anabel heaved, playfully crawling into the backseat to uncuff her quarry, Jessie blushing at the cop's sensual antics.
"Are you sure you're a cop and not some kinky roleplay stripper..?" Jessie giggled, not sure else how to respond to Anabel's manerisms, her eyes watching as Anabel's breasts jiggled undernearth her black suit as she crawled over Jessie's lap to open the passenger door.
Wiggling her ass in Jessie's face as she finished crossing her, Jessie couldn't help but wonder what Anabel's true intentions were. Still, considering the alternative this night could have ended with her being chased after by less friendly cops, this hardly was worth complaining about.
Giving Jessie and hand after getting out of the backseats, Anabel helped her new criminal friend out of the back, softly holding her hand as she led the duo into the Scarlet Caberet's entrance, the magenta haired crook a bit red in the face at the policewoman's actions.
Entering the establishment, Anabel noticed the business was about as empty as Ash had described it to her in his texts, the main room nearly empty, save for a young woman with light brown and orange tipped hair in a booth in the center of the room. Sitting alongside her was another young woman with blue and green hair.
Besides those two were a red haired and blonde haired duo behind the bar, and a lone man sitting in the corner, downing a mug of beer.
Lorelei having taken notice of the duo entering the business smiled, realizing now was about time to send the man home.
"Alright, Jean. Time to close up for the night." Lorelei spoke up, waving to the man deep in his cup.
"Aaaahhh..!" The man drunkenly slurred, laying his head on his booth's table, his gaze looking to the duo who entered. "Why ainchya telling them dames that sthory?!"
"You're drunk, Jean. And besides, Im closing early for a private party." Lorelei calmly regaled him. "I already got a cab coming over to pick you up."
"Ah, come on...hic-!" He burped, his eyes sizing up Jessie as she walked in. "Why not let me join the party? I'll let you know I know how to satisfy, em!"
Rising from his seat, the man stumbled over to the duo, reaching out to grope Jessie. The older man was absolutely appalling to look at. His receeding hair line and stained shirt were atrocious enough, but the man stunk to high hell as well. As he drew closer and closer, Jessie began to take a few steps back, Anabel realizing what the man was aiming to do.
"Come on, gorgeous, let's get dirty, heh heh..!" Jean leered, his hands getting uncomfortably close.
"I'll pass, thanks!" Jessie groaned, turning her head in disgust.
Just as the man attempted to grab her breast, Anabel grabbed the man by his wrist, stopping him.
"I believe the bar owner asked you to leave." Anabel quietly yet aggressive interjected, reaching for her police badge. "You are already considered trespassing. Do you want me to book you for sexual harassment as well?"
"Ugh! A cop?! Shit!" The man growled, backing off immediately, making his way to the door.
"And I better not hear about you driving yourself home, pal!" Anabel called out to him as the door closed behind him, Korrina making sure he stayed out.
"Thanks!" Jessie smiled. "Been a while since someone's actually stuck up for me like that."
"Oh, dont worry about it, gorgeous!" Anabel smiled before thinking to herself. "After all, you're to be my Master's plaything. No other man has rights to your body.
Jessie began to examine the Caberet. Its soft neon red lights set the theme of seduction and comfort. A quaint little business, to be sure, if a little small. Suddenly, a sweet smell of lavender and strawberries wafted through the air.
Wondering where the amazing scent came from, Jessie saw Korrina set down a lit insence candle on the table of a booth in the middle of the room. Giving the magenta haired woman a seductive wink, Korrina walked away with a sway to her hips, the female crook entranced by her bubbly ass in her yoga shorts.
The smell immediately calmed her nerves and let her relax. She began to feel a lot more easy going, and even a little erotic. She didnt know why she felt this way, but she didn't mind the pleasent feeling. Little did she know, the insence she had been inhaling were traces of Ash's Salazzle's pheromones, a gift the teen gave to Lorelei in hopes she could ensnare more beauties for his harem.
"Come on and sit with us, girls!" Perrin winked, beckoning the duo to come sit down at the table with them.
"Yeah, its time we all really got to know each other. After all, Master has been too busy to introduce us all to one another!" Orla agreed, sitting comfortably beside Perrin, the two having already gotten the chance to introduce themselves to one another.
"Master?" Jessie asked, still not hesitating to sit down, Anabel following suit, the duo sitting opposing to the other two.
"Drink, girls?" Lorelei asked Anabel and Jessie, the mature woman's demeanor enough to get Jessie to become a little bit smitten.
"I'll take whatever you recommend..!" Anabel said with a wink before rubbing Jessie's back. "And give this one a drink on me..!"
"Yeah..!" Jessie bashfully smiled, more than happy to accept the free drink. "I'll have what she's having."
Jessie didn't know what she was feeling so hot all of the sudden. Maybe it was because this was the first time she'd able to socialize, without having to look over her shoulders. Or maybe something else altogether.
Regardless, she felt relaxed and safe among them. And seeing how she was being treated to free beverages, she might as well stick around and hear out what these women had in mind. No doubt they were all connected to Vipers, judging by what Anabel mentioned, but there was more to this.
The women said "Master". Perhaps this Master was their leader. Anytime Jessie sold fake ID's to Vipers, it always was through a grim looking and disheveled teenage boy. Nowhere to be seen, Jessie could only assume the leader, whoever he or she may be, was not yet present.
"Since we're waiting for Master to show up, let's introduce ourselves proper." Perrin smiled. "Hi, my name is Perrin. I am a private investigator working at Kalos Today. I was hired by Lusamine Aether and ordered by my Master to optain info on Prospects and use my position inside the media outlet to expose their truths."
"I'm Orla! I run an auto body shop on the Western Lumiose District!" Orla grinned with a positive, bubbly expression. "I'm besties with Lorelei, the bartender over there, and it was through her that I met my Master!"
"And I'm Anabel." Anabel introduced herself to the group. "I'm an Interpol agent who has seen far too much corruption in the police and always wanted to do something about it. After Master showed me the way to do it, I've been his pawn ever since!"
There it was again from all three of them. Master. Whoever this person was, they exuded a tremendous authority to receive such a lofty title as Master. Jessie grew more and more interested in such a person. Meeting such a man or woman would do wonders for her status. She could only imagine the kind of influence this Master had.
"I'm Jessie." Jessie smiled. "I am a thief and a counterfeiter who just happened to be nabbed by this lovely policewoman just a while ago. I don't know who this Master of your's is, but he or she sounds absolutely influential if you all speak so highly of him."
"Oh, our Master is the best!" Korrina spoke to the group from across the room, thinking fondly of all the wonderful memories he made at her girlfriend's Caberet. "Don't worry, Jessie. I think when you meet him, he'll show you a side of yourself you never knew you had!"
Suddenly, right as Korrina finished her sentance, the front door opened once more. Afraid of it being the man who tried to grope her, Jessie stood from the booth sofa, only to see a trio of teenagers walk in, two brunette teenager girls, with a raven haired teenage boy, his arms around both girls' waists. He had a gait of absolute confidence, his eyes briming with assertiveness, the girls on his shoulders submitting completely to him. Jessie blushed at the young man's appearance.
She had no idea why she began fawning over the young man, but for some reason, it felt right to her. Korrina observed Jessie's reaction to Ash's entrance from the bar counter, smiling smugly to herself, happy to see her Master's mind addling pheromones were beginning to effect his next prey.
"Ah, Master!" Lorelei smiled, beckoning Ash past the lobby room and into the Caberet proper. "We're all here and waiting!"
"Hey there, playboy! Been a while since I've seen ya," Perrin playfully wagged her fingers hello, the reporter addressing her Master by the nickname she had for him.
"Excellent! Lets get this meeting started." Ash smiled, noticing Jessie immediately after. "Oh, and who do we have here?"
"My name's Jessie. Are you this Master these girls have been filling me in on?" Jessie blushed, soaking in Ash's appearance.
"Oh, you're a doll, aint ya?" Ash chuckled, his words making Jessie blush, though why she was so smitten over thos teenager, she had no idea. "I'm Ash. I sort of run the Vipers, more or less. Its more accurate to say these girls on my sides run it. For those unacquainted, meet Hilda and Rosa."
"Hello! I'm Hilda! I am the leader of Vipers. I make sure our members are looked out for and keep up the good fight while my Master helps us from behind the scenes. I run it with my sister, Rosa!" Hilda waved playfully.
"And I'm Rosa! I handle logistics and programming." Rosa grinned, giving the group a playful hop to enjoy, her breasts jiggling.
"So, Jessie. How much do you know about our little operation?" Ash asked, the magenta haired woman lost in the young man's eyes.
"I..." Jessie breathed, flustered far more than she ever expected.
He was just a teenager. How could she be so smitten by him, all of the sudden? Why did his mere presence make her feel at ease? Jessie did not know the answer to these questions, but what she did know is that he was insanly attractive. His presence put the other's in the room in line as well. Jessie could see the expressions in their eyes. They all loved this young man. The way they addressed him as Master. The way they all drew silent when he entered the room. Their excitement as he approached the table.
They were all enraptured by his being. Jessie had nothing but raw emotion churning inside her mind, and yet all she cluld think of was how erotic she felt. She wanted to sacrifice her thoughts, her free will, her everything, just to let this young man have his way with her. To let all of these gorgeous women have their way with her. Jessie did not know why she felt this way, but she had begun to welcome the notion of submission, none the less. As the pheromones continued breaking down her free will, Anabel interjected, hoping to get pressing matters out of the way before her Master ultimately had his fun with the group.
"I caught her on my way over here, Master. Thought you might like a little present from me." The policewoman chuckled, spanking Jessie on the ass, the magenta haired crook so caught up in gazing at Ash, she hadnt even realized she was still standing. "I imagine her set of skills will be useful in your operation to come, especially with what I have to share with you."
"Lay it on me, then." Ash smiled, crashing into the sofa in the booth, Perrin quick to get on her hands and knees to serve as his footstools.
"Oh fuck, that's hot..!" Jessie panted underbreath, biting her lips as she watch Perrin debased herself in service to her owner.
The magenta haired woman craved to be in the same position Perrin was, her pussy begining to grow a little wet. Seeing Jessie get excited, Anabel reached her hand under Jessie's miniskirt, sensually rubbing her pussy lips through the panty fabric, albeit briefly.
"Don't worry, slave. Master will break you soon. Just as soon as we discuss our plans..!" The violet haired beauty breathed into Jessie's ear, the word slave in particular making her get even more anxious.
Standing from her seat, Anabel opened up her rotom phone, connecting it to the television set against the wall, showing the group pictures she took from the folder Ian had her examine.
"So here's the layout as we know it. The Parfume Palace Gala event will start at precisely 8:00 P.M. The VIP guests will be dropped off from their limousines at the front gates, where they will be walked down the red carpet, past the front courtyard fountain, all the way into the main hall of the Palace." Anabel explained, taking a laser pointer to indicate the front entrance. "According to my intel, many LCPD police will be cooperating with event security to ensure that the public isnt allowed past this checkpoint. A good majority of security will be deployed here."
"I'll be taking point on this entrance." Ash explained. "I was made fiancee to Lusamine Aether's daughter, Lillie. They were already invited to the event, and as a part of their family, I'm considered a bonus guest. Lusamine already has my VIP pass ready. I'll be on the main floor, watching the crowd for suspicious individuals as well as any party goers that may intend to break off from the group to attend this secret Prospect meeting."
Jessie gasped at what Ash had just said. The Lusamine Aether. Proud philanthropic corporate businesswoman who's Aether Foundation is a major tech developer and conservation group. This extremely rich and sucessful woman, running for Governor, no less, and this young man was promised this woman's daughter. Ash was beyond influential by this point. He had full on married into royalty. This aura of uniquness and mystery only made the young crook impressed and entranced of him even more.
"Right. So while this side will be heavily guarded, the side entrance will be less so. I was put in charge of overseeing this area over here." Anabel instructed, pointing to the side entrance. "Food service, pyrotechnics and electric maintenance groups will be checkpointed here. This is where I believe two of our comrades in this room will be of some help."
"Right. Orla. Could you modify and spray paint one of our vans so a couple group of us can pose as electricans and food service groups?" Hilda asked.
"You bet, gorgeous!" Orla smiled.
"I can be of some help too!" Jessie interjected, taking Ash by surprise.
"Oh, and what might you bring to the table, you lovely doll?" Ash asked, reaching over to stroke her cheek with the back of his hand, making Jessie blush, the teen knowing full well the woman had already been succumbing to his Salazzle's mind controlling pheromones.
"I can make fake ID for your people. They'll be able to slip through the checkpoint, so long as other geninue parties don't make them out." Jessie smiled, happy to provide the young man her services.
"I could see if a couple of our Vipers can intercept some of these delivery trucks to make sure we go in their stead." Hilda smiled only to realize Jessie's trade. "Say, you wouldn't happen to be the one who's been selling my Vipers those fake ID's, are you?"
"Yes, but I don't think you and I met. The one guy I met was gloomy and unkept." Jessie explained.
"Ah, Calem." Rosa realized.
"Calem?"
"He's an accomplice of ours. He use to run his own gang before I beat him in a battle. After this, he and his gang rolled with us. They provide us a lot of our strength, but lately, he's been problematic. And more importantly, nosy. I fear he might expose that Master controls Vipers through me." Hilda explained to Jessie.
"And that's why we won't let him have his way." Ash spoke up, captivating all the women's attention. "Listen up. We have 4 goals in mind with this operation. 1: We uncover what Prospect's end game goal is. 2: We identify who is controlling them from behind the shadows. 3: We take this opportunity to capture him at this Gala, and force him into disbanding his group by publicly exposing him and their deeds. The police have far too frequently covered up their heinous acts, but if we expose their leader for the public to see, the sheer outrage from the people will force them into action."
"A wonderful idea, and one that doesn't require bloodshed." Lorelei smiled, serving the women and her Master their drinks.
"But wait. You explained only 3 objectives." Hilda asked. "What's the fourth?"
Turning to make sure the whole room was able to hear him say it, Ash smiled to each and every one of them before saying his final piece.
"That's the most important one of all: We all make it back ok!" He smiled, his concern for his slaves' safety his absolute priority.
Jessie blushed madly at the sentiment. Was such a perfect man even possible? So incredibly good looking. So incredbily well connected. So utterly dominant. And to top it all off, he considered the wellbeing of those who served him. Jessie began to touch herself, the young woman's mind now only thinking lewd thoughts. She desired him to violate her. Ravage her entirely. She wanted him to shatter her feeble will and enforce his own onto her.
She no longer cared about anything else. All she desired was the pure bliss that came with obeyed such a splendid man. To please him with her body for as long as he would crave it. Whatever dreams, whatever aspirations she had in life were meaningless now, in the face of her new Master, all of them were pointless. Jessie had begun to pull her crop top over her breasts, and pulled her miniskirt down to her ankles.
Who was once a proud, independant criminal now was a moaning, submissive sex toy. Ash and the others could only watch in glee, the other brainwashed women giggling amongst themselves as they saw yet another woman fall victim to their Master's superior will.
"I see someone enjoys the idea of being a sex slave..!" Perrin giggled.
"You like those insence I laid out..?" Korrina taunted the moaning woman. "Mind addling pheromones, courtesy of our Master. Now all you can think about is wanting him to utterly dominate you. Aint it?"
"Mmmmhmm~!" Jessie erotically moaned, the horny thief completely helpess to her emotions.
Even thought Jessie heard what Korrina said, that her mind had been drugged to think the way she did, she didn't care. She didn't care if the whole lot of them raped her until she was used up. She was in such a state of bliss, she craved nothing else. In fact, she was glad Anabel had manipulated her into coming here. If it weren't for her, she would have never experience such a wonderous joy in her whole life. She was a sex slave. She realized that now. This was her purpose in life, and she didn't want that to ever change.
"I see your captive is very eager to get started in her reeducation..!" Ash chuckled, watching as Jessie helplessly played with herself, her drugged mind thinking of nothing but sex and obedience.
"Oh, she's got a killer body, too..!" Anabel moaned, the professional side of her feeling compelled to continue with her briefing.
But the violet haired babe was far too distracted. She craved her Master's cock inside her just as much as Jessie did. Orla, too felt this way, the young mechanic still yet not felt the satisfaction of serving her Master in the bedroom. Seeing the room's sexual tension continue to rise higher and higher, Lorelei took the initiative and walked over to her super sized jukebox in the corner of the room, putting a gold coin into its slot to release the lock, the hidden door revealing the secret room beyond, the love heart king sized bed, the fireman's stripper pole in the room's center, as well as all the other amenities the Scarlet Caberet gave to its more exclusive clientele.
"Shall we put this meeting on hold, Master?" She sensually asked, Korrina taking her from behind, wrapping her arms around her girlfriend's waist. "Your slaves are far too flustered to have such serious talks, at the moment. Why not take this opportunity to have a short rest..?"
As Ash and his girls piled in, the secret door closing behind them as all of them giggling and getting frisky with one another, Ash laid in the center of the bed. The group of women stood by, waiting for their Masters orders.
"Anabel, how's about you and Orla come and join me on the bed. The rest of you, play with each other for my amusement."
"Yes, Master!" Anabel and Orla obeyed without hesitation, leaping onto the bed on either side of their Master.
As the trio began taking turns kissing one another, Jessie watched helplessly, the drugged criminal moaning in desperation.
"Awww..! I wanted to join them..!" She pouted, taking off all her clothes, her e cup breasts, bubbly ass and hour glass curves now completely exposed.
"Why not join us, honey..?" Perrin took Jessie from behind, groping her titties.
Turning around, Jessie blushed madly as she saw the other slaves wasted no time in stripping. Lorelei sat down on the sofa against the wall, her lap straddled by Hilda. Korrina and Rosa took to the stripper pole, the duo dancing around it, sharing the pole as they provided their Master with a show, slowly stripping themselves down as they went. Taking the initiative, Perrin bent Jessie over the arm rest of the couch, the young reporter beginning to spank and hump the magenta woman's ass.
"What a fucking cake this girl has on her..!" Perrin laughed, dry humping Jessie's rump.
"Mmm..!" Jessie moaned, the woman now twerking against Perrin's pelvis, her ass bouncing up and down.
"She's quick to know her role..!" Hilda giggled as Lorelei kissed her sex mate on the collarbone, her kisses training down to the teenager's bust, Hilda making sure to bring her face into closer.
"Such a gorgeous bod!" Lorelei smiled, smothering her face in Hilda's cleavage. "A shame I don't work at Lumiose academy anymore. I can only imagine how much eye candy is there for Master to play with..!"
Meanwhile on the bed, Anabel had taken off all of her clothes, save for her tie, the garment now being used as a leash as Ash put his police sex slave in a doggy style position atop Orla. Orla, having rid herself of all her clothes, and finding herself underneath her fellow slave, the two women began kissing and licking each other's faces, playfully biting each other's necks as well. Ash firmly gripped Anabel's waist with one hand, gently yanking her tie with the other.
Inserting himself into his plaything, Ash let out a husky grunt, his moans of pleasure only seeing to turn his pets on even more.
"Fuck, you're tight..!" Ash heaved, moving slowly in Anabel's entrance, the violet haired woman gasping at her Owner's girth.
"I'm glad you like it, Master~!" Anabel giggled only before letting out a hearty gasp, the feeling of her Master's hand striking her ass leaving her to take a moment to soak in the wonderful sensation.
"Hey, I want Master to spank me too..!" Orla pouted, grabbing one of Anabel's tits to suckle on. "I suppose these babies will have to do, for now!"
As the trio on the bed continued to go to town on one another, Rosa and Korrina, now fully nude, embraced each other with a kiss, Rosa kicking up one of her legs in response.
"You're a real cutie..!" Korrina complimented her fellow teen. "So, do you and your sis ever get it on together?"
"Ever since Master brainwashed us, we try as often as possible..!" Rosa replied, looking over toward her sister, enjoying herself as Lorelei went down on her, the older woman eating Hilda's pussy out, the brunette sitting on the former teacher's face.
"Yeah! Eat my cunt you fucking slut!" Hilda moaned with glee, sandwiching Lorelei's face in between her succulent thighs, the red headed bartender's tongue lashing away at her pussy.
"Fuck, Hilda! Youre really enjoying yourself, ain't ya?" Perrin chuckled, the reporter and her own playmate on the other side of the sofa, Jessie still letting Perrin hold dominance over her. "And what about you, little thief? You like it when I humo that delicous booty of your's?"
"Oh, yes..!" Jessie giggled, her normally well kept hair now frizzled, the young woman leaning closer to the other duo on the couch to lick Hilda's thigh. "Master sure loves to have naughty parties, doesn't he?"
"This is your life now, as his sex slave. Pure, unimaginable bliss and happiness..!" Hilda smiled, petting Jessie as the woman continued to lick her thigh. "We are his obedient playthings. We exist only for his joy and ambitions! And when we destroy Prospects and take over, Master will have complete and utter control of Lumiose itself!"
"That sounds amazing..!" Jessie admitted, her free will still suppressed by the pheromones.
"Well, how about this for amazing?!" Perrin chuckled, playfully tossing Jessie completely over the armrest, laying her down right next to Lorelei, the couch now suffienctly cramped.
Perrin took the opportunity to throw herself atop her Master's newest conquest, the young reporter now lapping away at Jessie's soaked cunt, the repurposed criminal powerless to do anything else but do the same. The two now in a 69 position, their moans echoing in the small room, Ash and his two playthings on the bed had now swapped positions, the two women now scissoring each other while Ash alternated between throat fucking the two of them and running his cock between their tits.
As his cock enter their mouths, Orla and Anabel both did their best to ensure their Master was as happy as can be, deep throating his shaft, all the while pressing their tits together in their hands every time he helped himself to their chests. The cop and mechanic's cunts still gushing their love juices, the duo howled in ecstasy.
"Holy fuck, he's amazing..!" Orla heaved, gently pinching her nimples as Ash began jerking himself off with her breasts. "Lorelei, how could you have kept such a stud from me for so long?! I would've let him fuck my brains out, even if he didn't hypnotize me!"
"You've got such amazing experience for your age, Master!" Anabel giggled, the cop's normally professional attitude now completely vanished, the policewoman most perverted fantasy of being with a man his age fulfilled." I'm so glad you chose to make me one of your slaves!"
"I'm glad too, Anabel! With a pussy that tight and mouth that amazing, you'd have been wasted on any other man..!" Ash joked, the teenager halting Anabel from speaking further by jamming his cock in her mouth, an action the policewoman greatly appreciated.
A bit exhausted, Anabel took a quick breather on the side as soon as Ash was done with her, his efforts now turned to Orla. Putting his mechanic slave in a reverse cowgirl, Ash made Orla watch her fellow slaves across the room go down on one another, the light brown haired woman bouncing quickly up and down on his shaft.
"Fuck this is amazing!" Ash laughed, spanking his servant as she went up and down on his throbbing shaft. "All these beautiful teenagers and young women, all at my beck and call. I removed your worthless free will, and there's not one thing any of you can do about it! In fact, you love me for it!"
"There's not a single women who would ever reject you, Master!" Orla giggled. "After a night in bed with you, I don't think any woman could resist submitting their will to you, hypnotized or not!"
"But brainwashing you all is so much fun, either way!" Ash taunted his slave further, knowing she agreed and supported her enslavement.
"Of course! Being a mindless sex slave is so much more fun than whatever I had before this life had for me!" Orla agreed.
Even though she was aware she had been programmed by her Master to think this way, Orla, nor any of his other slaves thought differently. They didn't care if their free will had been lost forever. The most important thing in life now was the lesson their Master instilled upon them: they existed to be his slaves. They were meant for nothing else. After their Master taught them that lesson, they realized there was no point in opposing that fate.
Their Master was above all else. They craved nothing else beyond his happiness. His happiness was their own. And when they were happy, nothing else in the world mattered. This lifestyle brought contentment. It brought them the freedom to not have to think for themselves or worry about anything beyond their Master's needs. In slavery, Ash gave them true happiness. And they wouldn't trade it for the world.
Ash continued to have his fun with Orla, while on the other side of the room, Korrina had Rosa on her back, legss spread wide open, the blonde teen hilting herself inside her brunette lover with a strap on. Buried deep inside her, the duo began kissing one another, their legs coiling around each other, the duo embracing each other, bodies pressed against one another.
Rosa moaned out Korrina's name as the blonde and brunette rubbed their tits together, the kalos native playing with Rosa's hair buns.
"Mmm, I love how you did your hair, gorgeous..!" The young woman hummed, planting kisses on Rosa's collarbone.
"I bet there's more about me that you like if your still balls deep with that strap on..!" Rosa joked, her fingers digging into Korrina's ass as her girthy phallus pressed against her pussy walls. "Fuck, you're so hot!"
The duo continued kissing another for a while, absorbed in one another's beauty. Orla, in the meantime, was gasping for air, the brainwashed mechanic howling in delight as her Master continued to throttle her cunt, his fingers digging into her waist. Her eyes began to roll into the back of her head as she felt his warm, husky breath against her her neck, his tongue softly lapping away at her nape. Seeing the other girls in the room, Ash felt obligated to address some slaves he had no gotten to tend to in a while.
"Perrin, Hilda and Rosa. Come and join me on the bed." Ash ordered, beckoned them with flourish from his finger. "Orla, you and Anabek go and enjoy yourself with the others."
"Yes Master!" The sisters smiled, kissing their partners goodbye as they joined their Master up on the bed, hand in hand.
"Sure thing, playboy..!" Perrin giggled, strutting up toward her Master, her hips swaying back and forth.
"Yes, Master..!" Orla happily obeyed, climbing off the heart shaped bed, her dripping cunt still craving release.
"Jessie, I got some fun in mind for you..!" Anabel snickered, approaching her new friend, pulling fromher pants' pocket the same pair of handcuffs she used to restain her before.
"Ooo, I knew you were kinky..!" Jessie giggled.
As the cop restrained Jessie's hands behind her back, Anabel forced her lawbreaking friend face down on the couch. Diving into her ass, Anabel began to eat Jessie out, the magenta haired beauty moaning in jubilation as her Interpol mistress dominated her. As the cop and crook duo continued to make love, the Scarlet Caberet's owners took to the stripper pole, dancing erotically on stage, grinding against the poll as well as each other.
Lorelei and Korrina watched as their fellow slaves and Master were so absorbed in their own love making that they didn't even notice their performance. They of course didn't mind, as they knew their Master's personal satisfaction was far more rewarding to witness over him merely observing them.
"They look like they're having fun, ey babe?" Lorelei asked her girlfriend, running her fingers through her former student's hair.
"It's so beautiful what they have together..!" Korrina smiled, watching as Perrin happily made out with Rosa, the older woman not having to worry about the taboo nature of such an act, if seen in the public eye. "It's a shame Ash wasn't there to make us his slaves when we were still at Lumiose Academy..."
"Oh, don't worry about it, babe. We made our choice. If that bastard Sycamore couldn't see our love for one another, that's his problem." Lorelei comforted her girlfriend, giving her a hearty kiss on the lips. "He could change nothing in the end. We're together, madly in love, run our own business, and are in service to a gorgeous Master who supports our relationship. I'd say we we're better off leaving that school behind."
"Yeah, I suppose you're right..!" Korrina smiled, kissing her older girlfriend.
The bar owners turned to the two groups in the room, realizing that such a small room with so many people inside left it a bit cramped. Peaking up from railing Hilda, Ash looked at the duo. Noticing that they wished to leave the others some privacy, Ash nodded, permitting his two slaves to leave his presence. Walking out, hand in hand, Lorelei and Korrina took their leave, locking up shop and heading home for the night, giving their Master free run of the place, knowing full well he intended to stay overnight just like he did with Serena and Cynthia once before.
Back on the bed, Ash continued to jackhammer Hilda's tight cunt, the face of Vipers moaning in delight, sitting atop him in cowgirl position. Turning to see her sister in a 69 position with Perrin, Hilda began groping her titties with one hand as she bounced on Ash, her other feeling his muscles.
"It's been too long, Ash..!" Hilda moaned, lowering herself down so he could kiss her. "If it wasn't for Calem and the others, I'd call you over to destroy my cunt every day..!"
"You've been working so hard to fight Prospects for me. Especially that creep Xavier. You deserve a reward for being such a good girl..!" Ash grinned, caressing her cheek.
The compliment sent Hilda's heart soaring. Ever since Ash claimed her as his own, she thought of little else beyond making sure Vipers defeated Prospects for his benefit. The other Vipers may be completely in the dark about her dirty secret, but deep down, Hilda fretted such a secret will be aired, whether by her own hand, or Calem's. Even leaving to join Ash tonight was taking a massive risk of him and those loyal to him tracking her down to this meetup spot.
Even as she left the hideout, she noticed Nate following her and Rosa. If it weren't for her sister's quick thinking and Ash's even quicker arrival, he might have been able to tail them all the way here. Hilda knew from the moment she met Ash, he was special. She just had no idea her path in life would change into becoming a personal servant to him. A stark contrast from how she intended to use him, instead.
If it were not for that hypnosis pen of his correcting her mind, Hilda realized she would've exploited Ash's generosity without a doubt. Him brainwashing her humbled her. Fixed her. That night on the Chateau may have brought light to many things in her life and her past, but it also showed her her bright future as Ash's servant, and for that, Hilda managed to have some sort of positive experience to that horrible cruise ship.
But such thoughts were plucked from her head, as Hilda was brought back to reality as Perrin and Rosa joined the duo, the young reporter sitting on Ash's face as Rosa straddled Ash's chest, Hilda's surrogate sister pulling her in for a passionate kiss. Hilda closed her eyes gently as Rosa embraced her, the duo's hands rolling over each other's bodies like tentacles, wanting to touch as much of each other's bodies as possible.
"You two girls are so hot..!" Perrin giggled, playing with Rosa's breasts, raising them up for Hilda for her to motorboat. "Tell me, when you two are fucking, and I can tell you do, who's the sub?"
"Me..!" Rosa smiled smuggly, looking down at her sister's face buried in her chest, Hilda's upward gaze from inside her cleavage making Rosa's pussy grow even wetter. "I love it when my big sis eats me out..!"
"That's so hot..!" Perrin moaned, her cunt lashed away at by Ash's wriggling tongue, his hands massaging her ass cheeks and thighs as the squeezed around his head. "I wish I had a sister Master could brainwash..!"
"Mmmph..! Fuckk~!" Hilda howled, her pussy walls closing around her Master's shaft, her love juiced squirting out as she continued to bounce on Ash's cock. "I'm cumming~!"
"So am I..!" Rosa smiled, one of her eyes closed shut as she winced in joy, her cum caking Ash's chest.
The two sisters removed themselves from Ash, laying down on the other end of the bed to scissor one another, their still cumming pussies soaking each other further.
"Fuck, those two are baddies..!" Perrin heaved, seeing Ash's cock still erect, soaked from Hilda's orgasm. "Let's see what she tastes like..!"
Lowering herself down, Perrin took Ash's member by the hand, licking his tip repeatedly before taking it all in at once, her performance clearly making Ash happy, as the teenager began to voraciously eat his reporter slave out even faster. Desperate to please her Master and get her off before she did, Perrin used her tongue, running it down to the base of his shaft, gently cupping his balls in her free hand. Though Perrin's attempts to give her owner his climax were valient, she underestimated the young man's endurance. As well as a surprise trick from him.
Taking a free hand, Ash traced a line against Perrin's pussy lips, his soft, delicate touch alongside his tongue inside made Perrin feel like a ball of nerves inside her was just relieved. Perrin orgasmed instantly the young reporter gasping for air as all of her tension was released at once, all into her Master's mouth. Climbing off Ash to lay next to the incestuous teenagers, only to see he still hadn't been stated yet, Perrin heaved, running one hand over her crotch while the other played with her breasts.
"Fuck, playboy~! You know how to keep the fun going, don't ya?" She playfully remarked, Ash getting off the bed to approach the other pair in the room, Anabel spanking Jessie with a riding crop toy from a bin in the room's closet.
"Just one last toy to play with..!" Ash grinned, eyeing Jessie's plump, yet firm ass.
"Yes, Master..!" Jessie begged, her mind still ruined by the pheromones. "Make me your cum dump..!"
"As you wish..!" Ash obliged her, taking to the couch.
Anabel seized the opportunity to play with her new friend even more, laying on her back at the end of the couch, legs soread wide up. Beckoning Jessie to enjoy such a feast, Anabel took Jessie by the hair, pulling her in to eat her out, the drugged criminal hardly minding her cop enforced a little "police brutality" into the lovely act. Taking Jessie by the waist, Ash didn't even attempt to take it slow, thrusting into Jessie's taught pussy.
"Oh fuck..!" Jessie heaved before getting her face thrown back into Anabel's pussy.
"You have the right to remain silent when you're eating me out, criminal scum..!" Anabel sneered playfully, indugling in some roleplau given to her status as a cop.
"Yes, ma'am..!" Jessie urgently obeyed the officer, submitting to her demands.
"You enjoying my gift for you, Master..?" Anabel slyly winked, petting Jessie on the head. "Rehabilitate this lawbreaker by raping her servile pussy until you fix her straight..!"
"Oh, I most certainly will..!" Ash grinned deviously, turned on by his cop slave's deviant side. "We'll make sure you start following the law soon enough, bitch! My laws! Understood?!"
"Yes, Master!" Jessie spoke quickly before returning to Anabel's cunt.
"What are you?" Ash asked, the question accompanied by a rough spank to Jessie's ass.
"I'm your personal sex slave and servant!" Jessie responded before Anabel tugged on her hair, making her moan in delight.
"What is your life's purpose?" Ash asked, yet another spank following the question.
"I exist to serve your will! I will do anything and everything you desire of me, Master!" Jessie hastily responded, her drug addled mind far too ruined to even protest such a notion.
"Do you have any more free will or ambitions?" Ash asked a final question, the roughest spank yet leaving a mark on Jessie's plump ass.
"No, Master! The only will I serve is your's! My wants in life are second to yours!" Jessie drooled, the depths she sunk to to entertain such a splendid young man were pure ecstasy.
Never in her life did Jessie ever believe she'd meet another who she'd wish to share her life with. But on this fateful night, of all times, Jessie found not only a Master she could venerate and serve with joy, but a purpose to her life besides being a petty thief. Before tonight, Jessie would've never bowed to any man again, but for some reason, she was enamored by Ash. His powerful connections, his influence over other women, his dashing good looks.
All of this, plus the pheromones made a wonderful combination to subdue a once rebellious mind. Jessie knew her free will was lost to her, by some manner. She had even begun to suspect the women who served him may have had a role in doing so, but frankly, Jessie did not care anymore. Even as the effects of the pheromones began to subside, Jessie felt not an inkling of disobedience towards her new owner. She wanted him to control her forever, to enforce his will upon her own, so thay she may never go back to her old life, ever again.
And just like that, Jessie had been fully, truly broken by Ash and his slaves, her mind like putty for Ash to mold in his hands. As her last pitful vestige of independence vanished, Jessie had an orgasm like none other she experienced in her life, her body quivering with ecstasy as her love juices caked Ash's cock. Seeing yet another gorgous women broken was enough to finally let Ash reach his own climax, seeding Jessie's womb with his hot cum.
"Holy fuck, that was amazing...!" Jessie giggled, looking over her shoulder toward Ash, blushing. "So, I guess I'm a teenager's little plaything now, huh? I think I'm gonna like my new life..!"
"Get use to it, gorgeous..!" Anabel smiled, drawing Jessie in for a kiss. "Once you're in, you're in for life!"
"I wouldn't want it any other way, my dirty little cop..!" Jessie smiled, reciprocating the policewoman's kiss with her own, only to realize she was still handcuffed. "Any chance we can play with these more in the future, miss kinky cop? I like being your naughty little crook..!"
"Anytime you want, beautiful..!" Anabel slyly winked.
"Well, now that we all had our fun..." Ash grinned, reaching into his trousers on the ground, pulling out his hypno pen. "Let's make this slave official!"
In the blink of an eye, Jessie's mind was properly brainwashed, just like all her other fellow slaves. Now a full and true hypnotized sex slave, her mind now completely incapable of defiance, Ash and co returned to Anabel's briefing before taking a collective bath together. Finally turning in for the night, Ash and all his slaves laid atop the bed together, although cramped, was immensly intimate. As the lights turned out in the Scarlet Caberet, two blocks down from the business, two Prospect goons walked the street, one of them wearing a brace around his jaw.
"It's like you said, captain. After torching that fucking bitch's bakery, these other idiots fell in line." The subordinate leered, counting the bills inside a sleeve taken from one of their other exortion victims.
"Was there any doubt?" The man with the jaw brace asked, walking down the street without a care in the world. "Once the animals in the pen know they're due for slaughter, they'll do anything just to buy themselves a little more time. Won't be long now until all of that changes, though."
"Hmm?" The grunt asked, reflecting upon his words. "Ya now, captain. If I remember when you smacked that stupid kid around in the park, ya know, before he busted yer jaw...what I mean is, I think ya said something similar. What's that mean?"
"Let's just say I got me some info from one of the higher ups about our organization...expanding past mere extortion, loan sharking and trafficing." The man with the jaw brace began to explain as they passed by a dark alley way.
All of the sudden, a young man with disheveled black hair and ragged clothes emerged from the darkness, brandishing a metal baton, tapping it menacingly in his hands, with a black unmarked van parked further in the alley and a black Greninja standing in his shadow.
"Hi..!" Calem smiled devilishly, his eyes exuding raw bloodlust as he brandished his weapon.
Author's Note: Hello once again dear listeners. YaBoySteven back once more with yet another new addition tocthe Highschool Hypno Harem. I apologize for such a lengthy gap in time since my last post. For those who were not away, fanfiction's app, which I use to draft my stories, was inexplicably uncooperative for some time. To make up for this setback, I bring you all one of my longest chapters in the story, thus far.
I hope the wait was well worth it, and the length of the smut is acceptable. As you can see, not only did Ash finally claim Anabel's and Orla's bodies, but he also got a bonus slave to break as well, that being Jessie from Team Rocket. A special shoutout and thanks to P51 Mustang 03 for the inspiration behind this chapter. I do hope it was like how you described it to me, buddy! I appreciate your continued support and adivce surrounding the story.
As for the story layout going forward, Ash will be partaking in a school tournament in the next chapter, wowing female teachers and students alike with his new powers and abilities. After that, however, the Gala event arc will be taking place. I've been wanting to build up this event as a major focal point in the fanficion. This arc will likely span a decent few chapters, but for those who would like to see more smut, don't worry, for I have a few chapters in mind already in the process of being storyboarded, with plenty of new additions to the harem to come.
Regardless, I hope this chapter was well worth the wait, and I hope to hear what you all might have to say in the reviews. Happy Reading!