《Owning a cute little pet》Jill creates perverts
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After our little adventure in the abyss of BDSM Shiina calmed down and for the rest of the day she was occupied with drawing. I for my part was more than fine with that since I really didn’t have the mental strength for any more today.
That said I hadn’t forgotten about the party that was coming up tomorrow at Lea’s place. I was pretty sure that it wasn’t going to be harmless as well, so I was basically mentally preparing myself for that.
Regarding the few hundred photos that were made today, I first downloaded them to my laptop and send them to Shiina via mail. She simply downloaded them on her tablet. After that, I wanted to delete them from my laptop and the SD card of my camera, but Shiina insisted on keeping them on the computer in case her tablet got broken or the like.
This way I had to hide a folder in the depths of my computer's software.
Seriously I hope I won’t be arrested for this shit…
I spent the rest of the day just relaxing and watching videos on YouTube. Fortunately, there was nobody who was going to get on my nerves right now so it was really just me regaining energy for the next day.
The next day came too fast…
Short real talk here.
When somebody invites you to a party, you would assume that the party was going to start in the evening, right? You assume you come over, maybe bring some snacks with you and just enjoy your time, right?
You didn’t think that some ludicrous nympho wakes you up at 1 am and forces you to follow her up into her girlfriends flat, riiiight?!
Long story, short gist, Jill came and woke me up in the middle of the fucking night and made me come to her flat. It seemed like she did the same with the rest of our friends and even our neighbours who were all tiredly standing around in Lea’s flat.
The owner of the flat didn’t look any better either.
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“Are you for real, Jill?”, Mike asks as he rubs his teary eyes.
“I told you the party is going to be on Saturday, didn’t I?”, Jill didn’t care about the dark glares of us and started to hand around drinks.
“Don’t worry the drinks also have caffeine in them, you will wake up soon!”
Jill… that makes me worry even more about what you put in these drinks aside from caffeine!
Knowing Jill I opted to not drink the drink she gave me and instead went to the kitchen and filled a cup with tap water. I was paranoid enough to avoid the bottle of mineral water that was standing on the table since I was pretty sure she drugged that one too.
Turned out I was right about that.
Most people didn’t think too much about it and just drunk their drinks. Jill put on some music and dimmed the lighting to a comfortable level.
The atmosphere slowly became better and people started to talk with each other while sipping on more drinks that Jill handed to them.
The effects became obvious after an hour.
I don’t know what was in these drinks, but after only a single hour everyone safe me was absolutely drunk. Seriously, Jill slowly began to become scary!
Since I didn’t want to stand out, I also acted as if I was drunk and laughed at the stupid jokes that Vyn made.
Inevitably, Lea once again started to strip, followed by Sarah and Rikka. It seemed like their former experience had lowered their resistance to this sort of things. All three began to dance absolutely naked and purposely showed off to the guys in the room.
The nudist sentiment didn’t stop with them thought. More and more of the female party members started to shed more and more of their clothes. At 6 am almost all the girls (almost a dozen of them!) in the flat had either completely bared their skin or were only wearing their panties.
Their dances became more and more provocative and lewd and I honestly was amazed how the guys could remain completely cool at this sight.
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At some point, I caught Jill who was also still completely sober.
“Are you sure this is a good idea?”, I ask her.
She grinned.
“I knew you would stay sober. You know me too well.”
I rolled my eyes.
“I asked whether you are sure about all of this. What if the guys go on a rampage?”, I was honestly worried about that. I didn’t want a mass raping to take place here.
“No worries, I mixed a light sedative into their drinks. Nothing too strong, it just keeps them calm and more or less rational.”, Jill told me.
I was even more worried.
“Jill…”, my tone got serious.
“Seriously, don’t overdo it.”, my face was grave.
For a moment Jill also became serious.
“I know what I am doing.”, she wouldn’t give in no matter what I said.
“I have to go and look after Shiina for a bit. In one or two hours I will be back.”, I said and throw a last, worried look at the dancing girls.
“Just go already!”, Jill said impatiently.
I went and quickly checked after Shiina. She had already woken up and was calmly waiting for my return. I made breakfast for her and prepared something for lunch. Then I left her alone, telling her not to let anyone in until I was back.
It was better to be precautious with how Jill was currently behaving.
When I returned to the party it was already 11 am. The shutters of the windows in Lea’s flat had been closed so it was impossible to notice that it was already day outside. The only light came from the dim lamps on the walls.
The situation inside the flat was better than I assumed.
Sure, at this point all women had long since lost their remaining clothes and some of them were letting the guys touch their breast, but there was no sex going on and the atmosphere was still calm and relaxed.
“I told you I know what I am doing, right?”, Jill said to me smiling.
I smile wryly.
“So, what did you put into the drinks other than the sedative?”
Jill suddenly laughed.
“Truth to be told…”, she said while holding her laughter.
“There is nothing except some vodka and juice in the drinks!”
I couldn’t believe that.
“But why…?”
“Because they THINK that there is something inside that. In fact, the alcohol just serves to lower their resistance against it a little, the rest is just them doing what they want to do.”, a mischievous smile played on Jill’s lips.
“So… you are practically just raising them to fulfil their little dirty desires…”, I tried to follow her thought process.
She nodded.
“I am just slowly erasing the boundaries and resistances they instinctually have against certain behaviours. One or two more weeks and most of these girls won’t wear clothes anymore. Rikka and two of our neighbours.”, she nodded towards two of the girls that also lives in the building.
“Have an obvious tendency towards bondage and masochism. Sarah actually enjoys being ordered around while most of the other girls here enjoy a little bit exhibitionism. What’s wrong with teaching them to fulfil their own desires?”
I was quiet for some time.
“What about the guys, why don’t they go rampant?”
“Oh, they are completely sober, I only gave them water. They know that if they do anything dump they will get thrown out of this party and any parties that will follow this one.”
Well as long as it works…
“Either way, we will throw this parties every week from now on. Starting time is 9 pm and the end is 3 am. Don’t worry”, Jill smiled apologetically “I won’t wake you up at 1 am anymore”.
“That’s good to know”, I laughed.
So yeah it seems like Jill plans on turning this building into a community of fetishists….
I can’t really complain, can I?
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