CorruptedLucia

(4) Now she’s Mistress Helena, a professional dominatrix. “I love my new job,” she purred. “I get to help pathetic men and women see how much they need punishment and humiliation from their Mistress.” She laughed as she looked down at her next victim.

(3) Then her screen was bombarded with images of stunning women in latex. A hypnotic purring voice commanded her. Hannah was unable to resist the voice and quickly gave in and transformed into an evil, arrogant, seductive, sadistic dominatrix.

(2) Then she got an email from strange company called LuxDomme. The email said: “We have the perfect job for you. Click the link below.” She thought it was a scam but she really needed a job so she clicked it anyway.

(1) Hannah had just lost her job and she looked for a new job where she could help people, like a hospital or retirement home. “I want my work to matter,” she said, searching through jobs on her laptop.

(5) Not long after Jane had seduced a rich married man, blackmailed him and now lived in luxury as she had just found another rich married man to blackmail and was fucking him in her bed. “Fuck yes! I love being such a bad bitch!” she screamed.

(4) When the bottle was empty John was gone. But Jane had just arrived. “Ew, look at this fucking disgusting apartment, John was such a loser,” she sneered in contempt for her old self and left the apartment to never come back.

(3) For some reason he sprayed it, just to see how it smelled. He suddenly got very aroused, he sprayed more and more in a hypnotic trance and his body started to change, longer hair, softer skin and he kept spraying.

(2) While walking he found a pink purse. “Someone probably misses this, I better take it home to see if I can find out who it belongs to,” he thought, picking it up. When he got home all he found in the purse was a small bottle of pink perfume.

(1) John was tired after a long day at the office and was tired of always being treated as a pushover. “Maybe my luck will change,” he sighed, walking home ready to spend another night alone in his small apartment.

(5) A week later Nikki had her own biker gang, and it had become the most dangerous in town. She fucked one of her gang members in her clubhouse and was looking forward to take a ride later and find some pathetic store to rob and destroy.

(4) When she came Nicole was gone. And Nikki Rage had taken her place. “Fuck safety,” she sneered while she took a cigarette. All Nikki cared about was causing mayhem, riding fast and fucking.

(3) Nicole was angry but as her finger touched the leather jacket she felt an urge to put it on. Massive pleasure hit her and she rushed home, threw herself on the bed and pleasured herself like a slutty wild whore.

(2) One night while she was walking home from work she saw a woman ride fast on a motorbike. Nicole screamed: “Slow down!” The biker stopped, she laughed, and threw a leather jacket at her: “Loosen up, bitch.” she said and drove off.

(1) Nicole was obsessed with safety and always complained about speed limits and traffic signs. “People need to be more careful,” she said. She often sent emails to city hall and told them to change speed limits, fix roads and make the town more safe.

(8) The company thrived under Cynthia’s leadership. She ran the company with an iron fist and nobody dared question her commands. The statue sat on her desk as an evil trophy. “Ready to corrupt more souls?” she purred playfully while stroking the statue.

(7) Next she called staff one by one to her office. A chosen few she made into sexy dominant evil women like her. Some became big strong brutes loyal to her, ready to run security and fuck her when she wanted. The rest became enslaved staff obeying her and worked 20 hour shifts.

(6) She went straight to the boss’s office. “You work for me now, worm,” she commanded and made him touch the statue and his willpower vanished as he became her slave. She took his job and humiliated him in front of staff.

(5) “Oh fuck yes! This is sooo much better! Fuck my weak old self,” she mocked while she admired her new and improved self. Next day she walked into the office like she owned it. Her coworkers were shocked and scared by seeing how much she had changed.

(4) The statue’s eyes glowed red and her mind was then suddenly bombarded with evil corporate knowledge. She orgasmed in evil pleasure as her old personality got erased and a new dominant one took hold.

(3) Cynthia thanked her but didn’t believe it. Later at home after dinner she looked at the creepy figure and decided to give it a go. She picked it up and said out loud: “I wish for a better career.”

(2) After work she spotted a new store with strange items. The owner, a stunning mysterious woman in leather, gave her a small creepy figure for free: “Hold it and wish, everything will come true.” She said with a smile Cynthia couldn’t quite place.

(1) Cynthia was tired of never being promoted at the office and being ignored by her boss and her coworkers. “I deserve better,” she sighed. She had worked there for several years, always did her work on time yet nothing changed.

(6) “Excellent, we have work to do. We’ll corrupt more souls, fellow mistresses or slaves to serve us.” Mara purred. “Mmmm, how delicious. I can’t wait to corrupt and enslave, how about we invite my charity group?” Monica said playfully, they both laughed evilly ready to corrupt more innocent souls.

(5) “How do you feel, Mistress Monica?” Mara asked playfully. “Purrfect, thank you for this gift Mistress. I feel deliciously evil and naughty.” Monica purred as she slipped on some more fitting clothes of leather and latex.

(4) Monica felt incredibly horny. “No… I must resist…” she tried with all her willpower to hold onto her morals and kindness.
Mara whispered in her ear: “Give in to the pleasure.” Monica couldn’t fight it anymore and orgasmed and laughed in evil joy.

(3) The woman introduced herself as Mistress Mara. “I’ve watched you. You are just too adorable. Time for a change.” She leaned in and gave Monica a long passionate kiss. “Welcome to your new life,” she laughed evilly.

(2) Tonight she was invited to a charity event, but when she arrived she was skeptical about it, it looked like a luxurious gothic dungeon, empty. Then a stunning woman walked in, smiling evilly.

(1) Monica was the kindest soul in her town. She volunteered at soup kitchens and started charity events. “Helping others is my purpose,” she smiled, always eager to help and give.

(5) Not long after she lived in luxury. “I love being this vain, arrogant evil bitch,” she laughed, seducing rich men and stealing their money. “They exist to spoil me.” She laughed while sipping to glass of expensive champagne.

(4) An hour later Laura looked stunning and she did not care about her husband anymore. “Fuck my husband,” she sneered. She divorced him and took everything. She only cared about herself now.