Bad Influence

As if Dylan was going to wait for her to ask him.

He had heard the car pull up the drive, so he made sure that he was near by the front door when they came in. Dylan heard the conversation they were having and filled in the rest from the context.

Derek burst out laughing as she told him what the principal said. "And he didn't say anything about the fact your tits were covered in my cum? Awesome... I swear, the goody two shoes kids could get away from murder. Though I'm sure with the right incentives, the naughty girls could too." He winked at her.

"Sure babe," He replied when Andrea asked him if he wanted a drink. "Grab me a beer. I'm going to be out back by the pool."

After Derek left, Dylan followed Andrea into the kitchen. "So, slut, did I hear that right? You got sent to the principal's office for having your big tits covered in my son's cum?"
 
Andrea

She was excited to be in the same room as Dylan, and her chest was moving rapidly with her rapid, almost panting breaths.

"yes sir, I sucked your son's cock in the second floor school bathroom and he shot all his spunk over my face and tits ... he'd pulled my top down off my tits in the corridor where the other students were ... then I wiped my face but he wanted me to wear his cum into class ... the teacher saw my chest smeared with goo and sent me to the Principal, who told me not to be sent again for dress code, Sir."

Andi watched Dylan as she explained herself, looking for approval, since this didn't seem to be the time for her next rebellion.
 
He smiled at her and nodded his head as she told him her story. "Good girl. That's just the kind of behaviour I was hoping to see from you. You're learning, and that makes me happy. And I'm sure you've noticed Derek is happier since I started to train you to be the dumb bimbo slut he deserves. The one he wants you to be."

"What you did today proved something that I already knew. You don't really need school anymore. You should still go, of course, that's where Derek is during the day and you need to be available for him to use, and to be seen by his peers. But there's nothing of use to you in classes anymore. I hope you can see that. You skipped class to make out and suck off my son, and then went to class with your tits covered in his cum, only to get thrown out. And what's more, it doesn't seem to bother you. So I think from now on, your time would be better spent not on homework or reading, but making yourself a better bimbo slut by reading fashion magazines, looking at porn, reading erotic stories... Don't you agree?" He didn't wait for her to answer. "Of course you do, why wouldn't you? You're just my son's bimbo girlfriend, and you know that I know best. Don't you."
 
Andrea

So he thought she didn't need school? He was assuming that her behaviour was not compatible with being a clever student, but she still loved learning and intended to stay good at her schoolwork, she just wouldn't let on. Andrea was a fast learner so it wouldn't take much effort,

And it might give her new ways of getting Dylan to punish her! She got a quick rush just thinking about it. The drive home the other day in just her undies had turned her on so much her panties were very damp when snuck in, risking being caught by mum, and went to her room, and she'd played her pussy for ages that night thinking of the drive. It was so good she was tempted to buy another baggy sweater!

"So I think from now on, your time would be better spent not on homework or reading, but making yourself a better bimbo slut by reading fashion magazines, looking at porn, reading erotic stories... Don't you agree? ... Of course you do, why wouldn't you? You're just my son's bimbo girlfriend, and you know that I know best. Don't you."

As he said this she remembered him saying he'd signed that porn actress that Derek loves so much, so maybe he's in the Industry? That made her think!

"Yes Sir, I agree, but I don't know much about erotic stories or porn ... perhaps you can introduce me? To the kind of stuff you think is good for me? After all, you really do know best ..."

She was courting danger, she knew, but the risk was delicious.
 
He grinned as she said he knew best. She was patronizing him, he knew, repeating what he had told her earlier. "You mock me, but you've done everything I've instructed, in a manner of speaking..." He knew that she hadn't told Derek about being his plaything, but her behaviour since had been fitting with his intention. So he wasn't upset about that. While he spoke, he grabbed her tanktop and pulled it down just like Derek had earlier. "It's time for you to practice sucking cock. Get to it." He pointed at his own, still in his pants.

"You've done everything I've asked, and I'm positive you've found you loved every second of it. More importantly, you were initially skeptical. One day you'll realize that I know you better than you know yourself."

"You're a slut. You've always been a slut, you just didn't know it. Denied it, hid it. School is a waste of your focus. You're much better off learning other things. And yes, I will teach you about porn. As you probably already know, one of the businesses I own is a porn production company."
 
Andrea

She didn't reply as she got down on her knees, knowing in her heart that he was right. She really was a slut. She'd walked into this situation, he hadn't forced her. She made the decisive bet, and as she'd already reasoned to herself, knew that she'd lose. And now she was practically asking to be in porn. What had got into her?

Undoing his pants, Andrea fished out his impressive manhood and worked her growing skills on him, varying her techniques, looking up at him with a mouthful of his cock, or with it against her cheek, or rubbing it across her nose, and this time prolonging his experienced, taking back from the brink of orgasm and wiping his wetness in her hair before leading him up again, until his balls must have been as full of cum as they could hold.
 
Dylan leaned back against the kitchen island as she sucked on his hard cock. He ran his fingers through her hair, almost petting her, in encouragement. "Good girl... that's it, suck on it... oh yeah, that feels good."

As he was getting close to cumming, he looked down at her. "Where do you want my cum, you nasty slut? Do you want it in your mouth, or do you want me to cover you in it like my son did at school? Tell me which?"

Of course he had every intention of doing the opposite that she asked for. It would be a good lesson that she didn't make decisions for herself anymore. her opinion didn't matter. Only his and Derek's did.
 
Andrea

"Half and half?" she answered truthfully, genuinely wanting another load of cum to add to his son's that still coated her chest.

So he knew she really loved what he'd got her to do? Did he also know that most of all she craved his abuse of her? She really was messed up, she decided, but she was enjoying herself, and wondered if he would even let her have his cum at all?

Still, she had yet to give Derek his second blow job of the day.

She wondered if he knew that she was still a virgin?
 
Dylan would be very surprised to learn that she wasn't a virgin if that were the case. He had no doubt that until he started training her, she would have probably never even seen a cock, much less fuck one. If she wasnt a virgin that would almost certainly mean that she had fucked someone, likely his son, since he had started changing her. If it wasn't his son, they would have a problem.

Her clever response to where she wanted him to cum made him smile and go back on his decision to not give her what she wanted. There were only two choices, as she wanted both, it was hard to deny her without also denying himself. That wasn't going to happen.

He shot into her mouth and then pulled out, firing the rest of her load over her face and tits, adding his cum to the load his son had already deposited. He wasn't going to make the same request that Derek had, that she leave it on her skin, but he wasn't going to tell her to clean up either. He wanted to see what she chose.
 
Andrea

Mm, the hot semen flooding her mouth, then splashing its caress on her face and already cummy tits.

She stayed on her knees, savoring the cum on her tongue before finally swallowing it down. The spunk that had made it to her face rolled down her cheek to fall on her exposed tits.

Disgustingly happy, she stood, slowly pulling her top back up over her wet tits, the cum quickly soaking into the thin fabric as the last dollops rolled off her face to fall on her part covered chest.

Andrea smiled at Dylan, still wondering how she might provoke him into more imaginative abuse, and left the room to visit Derek.

Once upstairs she knocked on his door.
 
Since Derek had gone out to the pool, and was wondering where he drink was, right about now, he wasn't in his room. He door wasn't closed all the way, so when she knocked, it swung open slightly.

His room was the typical rich 18 year old's, messy and full of random crap. But the computer was on, and not locked. She'd be able to use it if she wanted to.
 
Andrea

Sitting at his computer she decided to log in to her chat, but before she did that some open files drew her attention.

Derek clearly made no attempt to hide the porn he looked at on his computer, and Andrea felt drawn in as she looked at just one more image after another.

She was a little shocked, amazed, and intrigued, and want to know more!
 
When you have your own computer in your room, and your dad owns a company that makes most of the porn you have, hiding it isn't really a priority.

Some of Derek's collection were the typical girl on girl and guy on girl you would expect to find in an eighteen year old's porn collection. There was the occasional MILF or cougar movie or picture set as well. But as Andi kept digging she would find the truly kinky stuff that Derek was into.

It seems his dad's company makes a few niche movies that cater to a different crowd than just your average porn consumer. In many ways, it was similar to what Dylan was doing to Andi herself, though more extreme. The girls she was seeing as she looked were seldom allowed to wear anything more than bondage gear. Sometimes they were just allowed a collar and leash, being walked through a park or down a sidewalk. Public sex was common, humiliation ubiquitous. The girls were all being trained to be sex slaves. Being punished when they misbehaved, though this was also a turn on for them much as it was for Andi, and rewarded when they did well.

There were even several collections that featured pissing in some fashion. Girls being made to pee in public, on camera, lifting heir legs as they pissed on the ground or a tree like a dog. Other parts showcased golden showers, men or sometimes other slaves in training pissing on girls.
 
Andrea

As she looked through the more extreme pictures Andrea could feel herself becoming more aroused and more interested.

She didn't know who made them, or how they avoided being arrested, but she was darkly fascinated and attracted to what they showed and communicated.

She wasn't trying to be subtle or devious and wouldn't hide what she was doing if Derek came in .. didn't Dylan himself tell her to look at more porn?

So she sat back in the chair contemplating an array of striking, obscene images on the computer, her hand gently stroking her nipple.
 
Dylan knew that Derek was out by the pool, so when he saw the light on in his son's room from down the hall, he went to see what was going on in there. He stood in the doorway watching as Andrea touched herself, still covered in cum, looking at porn on his son's computer.

By the looks of it, Derek was harbouring some of the more extreme tastes in porn, though he was happy to see that it was from his production company. And judging from the way Andrea was transfixed by what she was seeing, she had similar tastes. To be on the receiving end.

"That could be you..." he spoke from the doorway. "Some day. You're not ready yet... but you're on your way. With my guidance. Would you like that? Would you like to be reduced to a Bimbo fuck-slave for my son and I to use however we see fit? Maybe trade you around?"
 
Andrea

As she started at the powerful images, Andrea heard the footsteps approaching down the hall and expected to see Derek maybe back from the bathroom.

"That could be you.... Some day. You're not ready yet... but you're on your way. With my guidance. Would you like that? Would you like to be reduced to a Bimbo fuck-slave for my son and I to use however we see fit? Maybe trade you around?"

"Oh!" she uttered a little cry of despair, her soul laid bare. It was Dylan, and he KNEW! He really did understand her, too well perhaps.

"they're just ... just so ... intoxicating! I mean, look at them! They're amazing, so awesome! We've not even scratched the surface of what's possible!" She was talking as if she already accepted that this was where he was meant to take her.

She turned in the chair, still caressing her nipple, and looked at him. "You'd do that? Guide me? there?" pointing back at the screen, an earnest look on her face. She wasn't kidding, teasing, posturing or playing a game. Or committing herself either. But she was serious.

"And chronicle the journey in pictures?" she added.
 
"I would do that. I have been. Like I said, I know what you are, better than you know yourself. Part of you wants to be all pink and girly, admired for your body and how sexy you look. And another part of you wants to be humiliated and abused, used and and degraded. As you can see, my son likes both of those things. And so do I."

Dylan walked in the room and stood over her, forcing her to look up at him. "Pictures, video, you could even write a diary. If you do what I say, you'll be just like them on day, and you'll know pleasure like you never even dreamed was possible. If you refuse me, or try to challenge my orders, you'll be done. I'll cast you out and you'll never reach those heights. Do we have a deal? Think about it. Think about what I said about school, and really think about what it is you want, and what you will give up to get it."

He smiled coldly and turned and walked out the door, leaving her to decide what she wanted. "Derek is waiting for you out by the pool, by the way." He told her as he left.
 
Andrea

Leaving the images on his screen she got up to make her way to the pool, thinking about what Dylan had said, had offered.

"Part of you wants to be all pink and girly, admired for your body and how sexy you look. And another part of you wants to be humiliated and abused, used and and degraded"

Oh but he was soo right! He had her totally! The idea of a diary appealed to her, the charting of a girls transformation from library nerd to fuck slut slave! She smiled at the crudity, the naughtiness, the eroticism, and wondered if anyone would be interested in reading it.

Andi went out to the pool, having brabbed a couple of beers for Derek on the way.

"Hi Derek" she said, in her cummy tank top, short skirt, thong and heels.
 
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"Hey baby, what took so long?" He asked as he turned to look at her. When he saw the fresh load of cum that his dad had given her he chuckled. "What'd you do, suck my dad off? That must have been one hell of a blowjob if it took you that long. You really are a slut. If you wanted more cum, I could have given you another load"

To punctuate that, he took his hard cock out and started to stroke it.
 
Andrea

Handing Derek the beer, "Sure I'll take another load!" grinning, "yep I sucked your dad's cock and he shot his cum in my mouth and on my tits," loving the sexy feeling of talking this dirty, such a new experience.

As she got down on her knees in front of Derek she added, "but I was also looking at some porn on your computer .. I forgot you were here, but your dad reminded me .."

She carefully took hold of his cock, stroking it and kissing the head, looking up at him, wondering if she was prepared to take the deal Dylan offered.
 
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"Well, he did buy you all those awesome new clothes, so I guess that's ok. So long as you don't suck or fuck anyone else without Dad's or my permission." He grinned at her.

When she said she also was looking at his porn, he was startled for a minute before she started to suck on his cock. Either she didn't get to the really kinky stuff, or she did and she's not bothered by it, since she wasn't cursing him out and leaving. "Oh yeah? Did you like what you see? I have some pretty kinky shit in there."
 
Andrea

taking her mouth off his hard erection, she said matter-of-factly, " yeah, that's what I was looking at; the Bimbo sex slave training .. and the pissing stuff .."

Andi coloured as she said it, wondering if he thought she was just cool with it, or knew she was interested in becoming it.

She filled her mouth again with his cock and decided to try and distract him with a really good blow job, to bring him quickly to the point of dumping a fresh load for her.
 
Derek wasn't near as skilled at reading people as his dad was. That was why he never made a move on Andrea in the first place. He saw her as the persona she projected, not the parts of her that even she didn't know about. So he had no idea her interest in that type of thing ran as deep as it did. That and he was having his cock sucked, so that took a little bit of computational power away from his brain right there.

He took a drink of his beer and just enjoyed the experience. Despite having only been sucking cocks, he assumed, for the last couple days, she was getting really good at it.

"Oh yeah baby... suck my cock... you fucking slut, you're good... I'm gonna cum... oh fuck yes, CUMMING!"
 
Andrea

She held still with his cock in her mouth, waiting for him to choose to leave it there or spray her again, and add to the semen already on her tits, top and face.

She couldn't stop thinking about Dylan's offer, and wondered if she should ask to talk to him, get more details, or wait for him to approach her ... and knew she wanted to be sprayed and fed with as much cum as she could get, and maybe try a golden shower too ...
 
Derek was going to let her pick where she received his load of cum, but when she stopped and looked at him expectantly, he smiled. "Good girl." He took his cock from her mouth and aimed it at her cleavage, wanting to see it slide between her tits.

As far as Dylan was concerned, she had all the information from him she needed. The next time they spoke about it would be to tell him her choice.
 
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