Personal Slut to Hypnotic Hell
"Rick thought we could just keep you out here like a garden ornament. It's private enough that no one will ever see you, but we'll be able to use you whenever we want. -- What do you think of that idea baby?"
You start to shake your head "yes," even though tears are welling up in your eyes.
">>AGENCY<<" says Kylie, and suddenly you're able to speak freely.
"Please, Kylie, don't make me do this again." the first tear streams down your face, and Kylie almost looks sympathetic for just a moment.
">>REVOKE<<" says Kylie, and your thoughts flood again with just doing whatever she wants of you. "Again? More like again AND again, baby. You're our orgasm slave. We'll make sure you're fed, and healthy, and remotely safe, but you'll be ours to use, for me, for Rick, and for whichever of our friends we decide to tell about you."
You panic, but Kylie only seems more pleased with herself.