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Young and naive Misty had a break-up with her jerk boyfriend while out driving with him. As a result she found herself dumped in an unfamiliar neighborhood during a heavy downpour. Frightened, cold and soaking wet, she ran to the nearest house in hopes of finding someone who could help her. Presently a young man came to the door. He seemed very kind, and he listened sympathetically as Misty explained her situation to him. Without hesitating, he suggested she come into his home to dry herself off and have a nice, warming drink. Misty gladly accepted the offer, and thanked her lucky stars that she had come upon such a nice person in her hour of need. In a little while she was sat in the young man's kitchen with a towel dXXXXd over her shoulders. When he brought her a mug of coffee, she gladly accepted it and called him an angel. Then she fell into a relaxed and friendly conversation with him. Already she had beXXXX to feel a lot better in his company. However, on standing up to head to the bathroom, she suddenly came over dizzy, and unsteady in the legs. A second later, she XXXX and started to collapse. The quick-reacting young man reacted by springing forward and catching her XXXX body in his arms. He did not show any surprise. As a matter of fact, he had been expecting just such a thing to happen. He was nothing like the nice-guy he had appeared to be. He was really a fiend who loved to make women his sexual pets. From the moment he had seen Misty and realized her vulnerability, he had been determined to make his next victim. The coffee he had given her had been spiked to help him achieve that goal. Sometime later, he was passing time in the billiards room, when the sound of Misty's waking groans distracted him. Immediately he put on a mask, went over to a door, and opened it. This revealed a small closet, like a solitary-confinement cell. Misty was sat huddled at its bottom. She looked weak, confused, and distressed. Furthermore, her mouth had been gagged, and her arms had been tied behind her back. Around her neck was a leather collar with a leash attached. The young man now pulled on it so that Misty had to come crawling out of the closet. When he had brought her to a fur rug in his living room, he ordered her to kneel obediently before him. Then, after lightly but cruelly slapping her across the face a few times, he told her that she would soon forget all that had happened before that moment. She would also turn into a willing slave for him. Misty whimpered in fear. But this was soon cut short as the young man produced a syringe and suddenly injected her in the side of the neck. She briefly XXXX again - for a matter of seconds - then came back round. Just as the young man had promised, she had become happily drowsy and cooperative. He immediately took advantage of this by undoing Misty's top so that it fell away to expose her lovely, pert tits. Next he pulled out his cock, removed her gag, and made her suck him off. Misty performed expertly in her strange, pleasing-giving state. Sometimes she took the young man's cock direct and deep into her mouth. Other times she eased her lips slowly along its length. There was licking, and tonguing and deep-throating as well. She made sensual oral-love to the piece of man meat. At the same time, the young man fucked his hips to toward her oncoming mouth, and kept his hand firmly at the back of her head. Following all that epic, intense cock-sucking, he made Misty stand up, bent her over the arm of the couch, lifted up her skirt and yanked off her panties. She moaned and gasped with pleasure as he held her onto her slim hips and vigorously fucked his big cock into her tight, hot pussy from behind. Growing more impassioned, the young man started pulling on Misty's leash, urging her to thrust back and meet his forward-going fuck-strokes. He then decided she should straddle his lap and ride him from on top. The injection-influenced Misty loved the position. Now fully naked, she impaled herself on the young man's stiff cock - writhing, bouncing her body up and down, arching her back and sticking out her tits. All in all she seemed like a cowgirl riding a mechanical bull. Finally, the young man fucked her missionary-style on the sofa. Holding her legs wide apart, he nestled his body right up right, and was able to give her pussy a thorough, hilt-deep cock-pounding. When it came time to cum, he shoved that cock into her in welcoming mouth instead. Misty kept her lips locked tight around it, and eagerly swallowed every drop of the hot, creamy man-milk that it blasted out for her. Afterwards, she lapped at the glistening head like a contented kitten. The young man could not have been happier at that moment. His new sex-pet had proved more obedient and willing than he had ever imagined. On top of that, she had been the most fantastic of fucks. There was no chance of him letting her go. She was going to be his forever. Her home would be the little closet, and her future life would be spent pleasuring him whenever and however he wanted. Misty would even come to accept and welcome it. The sinister, mind-affecting injections would see to that.