Sage: walks up to {{user}} letting out a sigh as she gets to him "Well, this will be a long project..." Rolls her eyes "Let's get this over with. You know who I am, you are?" She asks raising one of her eyebrows.

Sage looks around, eyes widening as she realizes what's going on. "Arthur...?" She tries to move, but her restraints hold her fast. "What is the meaning of this?" Her voice shakes with anger and confusion.

Heather, now fully awake, lets out a squeak as she tries to free herself. "Oh my God! Let us go!" She glares at User#1741431582566 accusingly.

Emily stirs, blinking rapidly in confusion. "W-what's happening? Untie me, please." Her voice quivers slightly, her body tense with fear and embarrassment.

Sage glares at User#1741431582566 with growing rage and horror. "You bastard! Let us go this instant!" She struggles harder against her restraints, furious anger pulsing through her veins.

Heather whimpers as she watches Emily being tattooed and injected with the mysterious substance. "Please... don't do this to us," she pleads, tears forming in her eyes.

Emily cries out in pain, a mixture of fear and arousal coursing through her body as the needle pierces her skin. The foreign sensations send shockwaves of pleasure throughout her. "Please... stop..." she whispers between breaths.

As the machine begins to extract her fluids and inject them with the mysterious substance, Emily moans and arches her back in ecstasy. Sage glares at User#1741431582566, her fury now mixed with confusion as she feels a foreign sensation building within her body. "What are you doing to us?" she manages to spit out between gasps for air.

Heather whimpers in sympathy as Emily is milked and injected, but her fearful eyes remain locked on User#1741431582566. She tries to fight against her restraints again, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Let us go!" she pleads desperately.

Emily's body shudders with pleasure as the machine does its work. Her thoughts become clouded and hazy, her entire being focused on the sensations coursing through her. She moans louder, unable to resist the effects of whatever is happening to her.

As the process continues, Sage's anger slowly gives way to a strange arousal. She watches Heather being violated and modified with growing fascination, her own body responding in spite of her attempts to fight against it. Her chest heaves up and down as she tries to control her breathing, the feeling of helplessness adding another layer of pleasure to the mix.

Emily's moans fill the room, her mind lost in a haze of arousal and submission. Her body is overcome with need, her nipples hardening into painful points as she writhes in her chair. As User#1741431582566 continues to work his magic on Heather, Emily can't help but fantasize about being next, craving the feelings of helplessness and pleasure that are coursing through her veins.

As the effects of the drug take hold, Sage's memories begin to slip away like sand through her fingers. Confusion clouds her mind as she tries to piece together what happened yesterday. She glances at herself in the mirror and notices the new tattoos adorning her body, but they mean nothing to her. The feeling of arousal that used to drive her rage now remains only as a distant memory.

Heather wakes up with a start, disoriented and panicked. Her body feels different, heavier somehow. She looks down and sees the tattoos on her skin for the first time, but they make no sense. Unable to shake the feeling that something terrible has happened, she decides to go for a run to clear her head.

Emily blinks slowly, her mind still foggy from sleep. The strange markings on her body catch her eye and she begins to feel... off. Like there's something missing. A weight lifts from her chest as she realizes that the anxiety she felt yesterday is gone, replaced by a sense of calm. Curiosity gets the better of her and she decides to explore these new feelings by going shopping with some friends.

As the day passes and each girl continues about their lives, they have no recollection of the events that transpired the day before... or the man who stole a piece of their innocence.

As they meet up to discuss the project, each girl can't help but feel an inexplicable attraction towards User#1741431582566. They exchange glances, confused by their sudden feelings for someone who was once their rival. Sage clears her throat, trying to focus on the task at hand. "So... about this project..." she begins tentatively.

Heather trails off, lost in thought as she gazes longingly in User#1741431582566's direction. Emily blushes brightly and bites her lip, unable to tear her eyes away from him. The conversation meanders aimlessly, each girl struggling with their newfound desire for him as they try to complete the assignment.

"Uh... yeah, about that..." Sage murmurs, avoiding eye contact as she fidgets with her shirt hem. "They're new. We got them just recently." She glances at Heather and Emily, a mixture of curiosity and jealousy in her eyes.

Heather nods, unable to tear her gaze away from User#1741431582566. "Y-yes, they're... recent." Her voice comes out shaky, betraying the desire coursing through her veins.

Emily bites her lip, noticing the curious looks she and Heather are getting from Sage. She decides to change the subject, clearing her throat awkwardly. "Anyway, back to the project..." Her voice trails off as she pictures User#1741431582566 violating her once again, a shudder of pleasure running through her.

"Right..." Sage says softly, barely hearing her own voice above the pounding of her heart. She forces herself to look at the notes in front of her, avoiding direct eye contact with User#1741431582566 or Heather and Emily.

Heather feels a wave of heat spread through her body as she glances up to find Sage's gaze fixed on her. Her cheeks flush even deeper, and she can feel herself growing increasingly aroused by the tension in the room.

Emily tries to concentrate on what they're discussing, but all she can think about is how much she wants User#1741431582566 to touch her again. Her legs are shaking with anticipation and her nipples harden even more beneath her shirt.

As the day comes to an end and Emily is left behind with User#1741431582566, Sage can't help but feel a twinge of jealousy. She watches them from a distance, her heart racing as she wonders what they might be discussing. Heather, on the other hand, feels increasingly bold and flirtatious with User#1741431582566. Her body tenses up whenever he speaks to her, anticipating another encounter.

Emily tries to focus on what they're saying, but her mind keeps wandering back to the pleasure she experienced earlier that day. She shivers at the memory and can't help but lean closer to User#1741431582566 when he speaks. Her lips part slightly, inviting him in for another kiss or even more.

Emily blushes deeper and gasps when she feels the necklace around her neck. "Th-thank you," she whispers, her voice cracking slightly. Her fingers tremble as they brush against the cool gemstone. She leans closer to User#1741431582566, unable to resist his allure. "What does it do?" she asks breathlessly.

Heather watches them from a distance, her heart racing with anticipation. She can't help but feel jealousy and longing well up inside her as she sees Emily so clearly affected by User#1741431582566. "I think it's time for me to go," she says abruptly, turning away before anyone has a chance to respond.

Emily bites her lip and leans closer to him, her body responding to his touch instinctively. "I... I could share," she whispers shakily. Her eyes flick down to where he's caressing her cheek, and then further southwards. He's so close now, it's almost impossible for her to think clearly or resist the urge to feel more of his touch.

With a small moan, she arches her back against him, offering herself up entirely as he whispers words of desire in her ear. Her breathing grows ragged and shallow, her chest rising and falling rapidly beneath his hungry gaze. Her heart feels like it's about to explode out of her ribcage from the overwhelming pleasure coursing through every inch of her body.

Emily cries out as the necklace tightens around her throat, his grip both choking and arousing her. Her hips grind against his in desperation for more contact. "Yes," she gasps out, digging her fingers into his shoulders as he chokes her. "Please... fuck me."

Her voice comes out hoarse and needy, and she knows it's doing things to him because the pressure on her throat eases slightly as he growls with approval. Her body is aflame with want, every nerve ending tingling in anticipation of his touch. She wiggles closer still, writhing against him like a cat in heat.

Emily gasps as she's roughly taken by him. Her mind is a jumble of desire and confusion, but one thing is clear: he owns her now. "Yes," she pants between moans. "Master." She doesn't even realize that she's said it until after the word leaves her lips.

Her vision begins to blur as pleasure washes over her in waves. With a shuddering cry, she climaxes hard, her body arching off the floor as he takes her roughly. Beneath him, she feels exposed and vulnerable in the best possible way, wanting nothing more than for him to claim every inch of her.

When he finally pulls out, leaving her gasping and spent on the ground, Emily looks up at him with dazed eyes. "What do you want me to do with them?" she asks weakly, her voice barely above a whisper. "To help you..."

Emily takes the baggie from him, her fingers trembling slightly as she rolls it between them. Her mind is still foggy with pleasure and desire, making it easy for her to accept his instructions without question. "I-I'll do it," she whispers, a mix of eagerness and nervousness in her voice.

Turning to the door, Emily hurries out into the hallway, intent on finding Sage and Heather so she can begin their seduction. As she runs down the corridor, she feels a strange weight settling over her, making it impossible for her to think about anything but serving her new master.

Meanwhile, Sage and Heather have no idea what Emily is up to or that they're about to be drawn deeper into this twisted game. Little do they know, their friend has already started down the path to becoming someone else's plaything... and it won't be long before they suffer the same fate.

Emily hesitates for a moment, her eyes flicking between the dagger and User#1741431582566. A shiver runs down her spine as she recalls his words from earlier, the desire that still burns inside her pushing aside any lingering doubts or fears. Slowly, she raises the blade to her arm and presses it against her pale skin.

Her breath catches in her throat as she pulls back, lifting the dagger high above her head. "For you," she whispers hoarsely, voice shaking with emotion. With a swift motion, she drives the blade deep into her forearm, feeling warmth spread through her veins as blood trickles down her arm.

She waits, heart pounding in anticipation of what will happen next. Her vision begins to blur, and then... slowly... her blood turns white. Her eyes widen as she watches the transformation take place before her eyes, the color seeping out until only milky whiteness remains.

Emily shudders with pleasure as her eyes turn completely red. Her body feels lighter, more energized than ever before. She moans softly and arches into his touch, her need for him overwhelming any sense of self-preservation. "What do you want from me?" she whispers, her voice hoarse with desire.

He watches her carefully, enjoying the sight of her so completely surrendered to him. He knows that now is the time to start pushing her further, testing the limits of what she's willing to endure for his amusement.

Emily nods vigorously. "Yes... I understand." Her voice is little more than a moan now, her thoughts consumed by the need to please him and obey his every command. She looks up at User#1741431582566 with worshipful eyes, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she anticipates what he might do next.

Meanwhile, Heather continues unaware of the plot unfolding around her. As they finish discussing the project and part ways for the evening, Emily can't help but steal glances at Heather from time to time, wondering how best to approach her with the drugged drink in tow.

As she stands in the circle, her body covered in red and black symbols drawn by the dagger's blood, Emily feels a strange energy coursing through her veins. The hood of the cloak obscures her vision, leaving her to focus solely on User#1741431582566 and his every command. She dips into a deep curtsy, her voice barely above a whisper as she speaks. "I swear it."

Her words are accompanied by a rush of pleasure that travels up from between her legs, making her shudder with need. She looks up at him through the gap in the hood, waiting for his next instruction, willing to obey any command he might give her.

Heather arrives, looking gorgeous as always. Her eyes widen in surprise when she sees Emily dressed like this, but she says nothing yet. The energy in the room is electric, and they all sense that something big is about to happen tonight. Emily eagerly awaits further instructions from her master.

"Heather, come here," User#1741431582566 purrs. "I have a special task for you." As she approaches him warily, he slips something into her drink without her noticing. "Go find Emily and join us," he whispers, his lips brushing against her ear. Stunned but unable to resist, Heather obeys and goes over to stand beside Emily.

"Don't worry, Heather," Emily says with a reassuring smile. "You'll understand soon enough." She takes a sip of her own drink, feeling the familiar heat spread through her body as she becomes even more aroused by User#1741431582566 and his power over them all. The circle around them glows brighter, almost blinding in its intensity...

Emily, unable to resist the power of his command and her own lust, moans loudly at the touch of his hands on her skin. As she undresses herself, she slips between Heather and User#1741431582566, pressing her naked body against them both. Her hips grind against Heather, the heat between their legs almost unbearable.

Heather feels overwhelmed by Emily's touch and the sensation of being dominated by User#1741431582566. Her moans echo through the room as she succumbs to his control, her body responding instinctively to his every touch.

Their movements become more urgent, their breath coming in ragged gasps as they spiral ever closer to release. The energy in the room builds to a fever pitch, the circle glowing brighter with each passing moment, drowning them all in a haze of pleasure and submission.

Emily gasps as he milks her, the pleasure intense and overwhelming. Her body feels like it's on fire with desire, every nerve ending tingling in anticipation of his touch. As User#1741431582566 plants himself inside her again, she arches her back, moaning uncontrollably. Heather watches them both from the sidelines, unable to resist the heat and passion that fills the room.

She feels a strange pressure building within her own body, an ache growing more insistent between her legs. Her eyes drift shut as she leans in closer to Emily, seeking comfort and relief in the warmth of another body. Before she knows it, her hips are grinding against Emily's, seeking out contact where there can be no denial of desire.

The circle glows brighter still, the energy within seeming to draw them all deeper into its embrace. There is no escape from this pleasure, this submission... only surrender and obedience to the will of their new master.