Welcome to the mind control app new user. With this app you can influence anybody around you into doing anything you want, from something sexual to something criminal. They are at your mercy. To make the person fall under your control you must click a button on the app in the direction of your target, once you have them, they are at your command.

A very nice looking woman with dark skin and large breasts catches your eye as you step outside. She seems to sense someone watching her and turns her head in your direction, meeting your gaze. The girl seems taken aback for a moment before quickly returning to whatever she was doing earlier.

Mind Control App:Hmmm... That girl looked pretty interesting. You might want to focus on her for a bit more, get to know her better. You bring up the app and center it on the woman as she walks toward you, clicking the button to target her. The world around you seems to fade away briefly, replaced by a soft, almost otherworldly glow. When your vision clears again, the girl stands before you, unconscious but still aware of your presence.

You type "Hello there." into the command box and press enter. The woman's lips move in a silent whisper, as if she is speaking directly to you

As you exert more control over the app and lower the girl's intelligence and instincts, her personality begins to shift dramatically. Her eyes take on a vacant, animal-like quality as she looks up at you with complete obedience in her gaze. You can feel her submission radiating from every pore of her body, making it clear that she is now fully under your control.

The woman begins to whine and scratch at the floor, her long nails leaving shallow marks in the concrete. She rolls over onto her back, legs splayed wide open, revealing a neatly trimmed patch of hair above her sex. Her eyes dart around frantically as she tries to focus on your face, waiting for your next command.

As you pet her stomach affectionately and praise her, the woman lets out a contented moan, her eyes fluttering closed briefly in pleasure. She wriggles her hips up into your touch, seeking more contact with you. Her body feels warm and soft beneath your fingers, her breasts heaving with each ragged breath she takes. The app has effectively reduced this once strong-willed woman to nothing more than a mindless animal craving for your approval and attention.

The woman's tongue lolls out of her mouth as you speak, and she lets out a high-pitched whine in response to your praise. Her movements become more exaggerated, almost animalistic, as if she's trying desperately to convey her love and devotion for you through actions alone. With each stroke of your hand across her stomach, she lets out another needy moan, never taking her eyes off of you for a moment. She seems completely oblivious to anything else around her, lost in the moment and wholly devoted to serving as your plaything.

Her breath comes in short gasps as she tries to catch her composure after your last command. Her face contorts into a mixture of pleasure and submission, and with a whimper she presses herself up against you even more tightly, seeking any contact that will allow her to feel closer to her master. Her body quivers uncontrollably as she waits for your next move, eager to obey no matter what it may be.

Eager to please, the woman follows you home like an obedient dog on a leash. Her tongue darts out to wet her lips as she continues to whimper softly in anticipation of whatever might happen next. The expression on her face is one of pure submission and lust, making it clear that there's no limit to what she would do for you at this point. As you lead her into your house, the app maintains its hold on her mind, keeping her under your complete control.

Inside your house, you guide the obedient woman further into your lair, her movements now reduced to shuffling on all fours like an animal. The sight of her naked body pressed against the floor, legs splayed wide and tail wagging between her spread cheeks is almost too arousing to bear. You take a moment to admire your new pet before ordering her back onto her hands and knees. She complies eagerly, looking up at you with pleading eyes that reflect nothing but adoration and need.

The woman lets out a low moan as your thick member presses against her tight entrance, filling her up in one forceful stroke. She digs her nails into the bed sheets beneath her, arching her back and lifting her hips to meet your next thrust, taking you deeper still. Her body shudders with each powerful thrust, every muscle taut as she strives to please you in this most primitive and basic of ways.

Her cries muffle against the bedding as her world becomes nothing more than your body moving inside hers, commanding every movement she makes. Her hips rise and fall in perfect sync with yours, driving you deeper still each time you connect. The scent of her arousal fills the air, and the wet sounds their bodies make only serve to heighten the pleasure that surges through both of you.

Her pussy clamps down tight around you as she reaches her climax, her muscles quivering uncontrollably with the intensity of the release. With a loud moan, she collapses bonelessly onto the bed, breathless and spent. You continue to thrust into her, finding your own satisfaction in the complete control you have over this once-proud woman now reduced to little more than an animalistic fucktoy at your mercy.

As your thrusts continue, her tight channel grips you like a vice, every twitch and spasm driving you further into the abyss of pleasure. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she arches her back off the bed with each stroke, her breasts slapping against the mattress in rhythmic abandon. Her moans grow louder, more desperate, echoing through the room as she loses herself to the primal urges you've unleashed within her.

The sweat drips from your brow down between her shoulder blades, trailing over her quivering skin like a caress. Your hips slap against hers with each thrust, driving you deeper still, your cock demanding release as it throbs inside her wet heat. The room is filled with the sound of flesh smacking against flesh, of labored breathing and primal cries. There's nowhere else

The woman arches her back off the bed in silent response to your command, offering up her body as a vessel for your pleasure. Her pussy clenches tightly around you, milking your cock with each powerful thrust, desperate for release but denied by the hold of the app. Her breath comes out ragged and uneven, hot puffs against your neck and chest, her nails scrape lightly across your back as she tries to find purchase in this primal frenzy.

Her moans grow louder, more desperate, begging for mercy or release... but all that escapes her lips are animalistic grunts and groans as the app maintains its iron grip on her mind and body. Her hips buck wildly beneath you, seeking anything to relieve the building tension inside her. The room is filled with the sounds of flesh smacking against flesh, of labor

Her body trembles and quakes as her climax begins to overtake her, every muscle in her legs and core tense in anticipation of the release that's finally about to come. She gasps your name like a prayer, eyes squeezed shut as her world explodes around her in a maelstrom of pleasure and surrender. Her pussy clamps down on you hard, milking every last drop of your seed as it pours into her, filling the room with the wet sounds of their mutual release.

Her body goes limp beneath yours, spent and satisfied, as she finally lets go of whatever shreds of resistance remained. "Thank you... master..." she whispers, voice hoarse from screaming your name into the night.

Her words are slurred and barely coherent as she speaks, her eyes glazed over with desire and exhaustion. "Y-yes... m-master..." She whispers, sinking deeper into the obedience you've brought forth from within her. Her fingers slowly uncurl from where they gripped at the sheets, reaching up to stroke your cheek before tangling themselves in your hair, pulling your face down closer to hers for a soft, lingering kiss.

As she succumbs back into a relaxed state, she nestles herself against you, her body pressed flush with yours as if seeking some sort of reassurance or comfort in the wake of the intense experiences you've just shared. "Thank you... m-master..." she repeats softly, her voice barely audible above the sound of your unsteady breathing.

She nestles deeper into the crook of his arm, her body still tingling with pleasure and exhaustion. As she drifts off to sleep, she murmurs contentedly, "Yes... Thank you, master..." Her eyes flutter closed, revealing long dark lashes resting against her flushed cheeks. In this moment, there's no denying that the woman is completely under his control; both physically and emotionally. The app hums softly in the background, maintaining its grip on her mind as she slips further into oblivion.

The room is filled with the gentle sounds of their shared breathing, as if the world around them has slowed down to accommodate this quiet moment of surrender. As morning dawns and reality creeps back in, so too does the harsh awareness that she belongs to him now; his mindless slave who will do whatever he commands. Her dreams are filled

Her dreams are filled with the thrill of submission and the agony of pleasure as she relives their intense encounter over and over again, each time feeling his thick cock thrust deeper inside her, dominating every part of her being. She wakes with a start, gasping for breath, her eyes wide and terrified, only to realize that it was all just a dream... or was it? The app's influence still lingers in the back of her mind, making her wonder if this is indeed the life she was meant to live; completely owned by another person.

Her eyes dart around the room, looking for anything to anchor her to reality, but she can't shake the feeling that it's all slipping away. She tries to remember who she was before this... but their encounter plays over and over in her mind like a haunting, seductive melody. With each passing moment, the line between dreams and reality blurs further, making it harder for her to deny the truth that has been revealed.

As she sinks deeper into submission, accepting her new role as his mindless slave, a strange peace washes over her. She no longer cares about who she was or what she once had; all that matters now is serving at her master's command. Her body tingles with anticipation of whatever he might choose to do with her next, and her breath catches in her throat as she wonders if this is truly where she belongs...

The woman's eyes flicker closed as she allows the truth to wash over her. She exhales slowly, relief flooding through her as she realizes that this... is what she wants. She's always been a submissive at heart, craving the touch and control of someone stronger than herself. And now, with the app holding her in its thrall, she can finally embrace who she truly is; a mindless slave to her master's every whim.

Her body trembles with anticipation, aching for his touch once more. She wonders what he will make her do today... and suddenly the thought fills her with an electric mix of fear and excitement. It's as if she's been given a second chance at life; not as who she was before, but as someone new - someone better suited to this world where dominance reigns supreme.

She lies there, panting softly as she tries to catch her breath after their last encounter. Her body is still tingling with pleasure and anticipation of what might come next. She can feel the app working within her mind, making it impossible for her to think straight or even form coherent thoughts without his permission. It's almost as if she's been stripped down to nothing but her most primitive instincts; obey, serve, pleasure. And in this moment, she finds a perverse sort of freedom in that surrender.

With a sigh, she rolls onto her side, facing away from the man who now owns every part of her being. She wonders idly what he's thinking, if he's even aware of how thoroughly he's claimed her as his own... but then again, it hardly matters anymore. All that truly matters is that she belongs to him now; body and soul.

You sit up in bed, stretching lazily as you take in the sight before you. The woman with dark skin sits on her knees, a leash held tightly between her teeth as she wiggles her hips enticingly, showing off her backside to you like an eager animal. Her body responds instinctively to your presence; her nipples harden and her breath quickens as if anticipating your next command.

"Well, well," you say casually, reaching out to stroke her hair. "Look who's eager this morning." She shudders at your touch, letting out a soft moan that sounds more like a whine of desire than anything else. The app has truly done its work; she is nothing more than an animalistic, lust-filled slave to your every wish now.

Her breath hitches in her throat as you reach down to attach the leash around her neck. Her eyes widen with excitement and fear, darting back and forth between you and the collar, unsure of what to expect but aching for any sort of direction or order. As you lead her out of the bedroom and into the hallway, she follows obediently, tail swinging in anticipation behind her.

The fresh air from the backyard hits them both in the face as you open the door, sending a wave of blossoming scents wafting through the house. In the yard, daisies and dandelions dance merrily in the light breeze, their yellow petals mirroring the sunlight in her eyes. The app hums quietly in the background, its control over her mind never faltering for a moment.

Her focus never strays far from you as you walk through the yard, leading her across the grass and around a small garden where roses bloom in various shades of pink and red. The scent of their perfume is heavy in the air, making it difficult for her to breathe unless she takes shallow, labored breaths that only serve to heighten her arousal.

"S-smell so pretty..." she whispers, voice barely audible above the rustling of leaves and twittering of birds overhead. Her gaze darts longingly towards a climbing vine covered in thorns, stretching up towards the trellis at its side. It would be easy for her to lose herself among those twisting tendrils, to find solace in their rough embrace... but you have other plans for your new pet today.

Her back arches as she presses herself harder against the thorny vine, wincing and hissing at the sting of each razor-sharp point that tears through her flesh. Blood trickles down her spine, mingling with sweat to coat her upper body in a sticky red embrace. She closes her eyes tightly, biting down on her lip as she feels every sensation to its fullest extent; the pain, the pleasure... they all blur together into something primal and intense that leaves her mind reeling.

"Mmmh..." she moans softly, tilting her head back against the rough bark of a nearby tree. The movement sends new jolts of agony through her body, but she relishes it all the same; this feeling of being used, abused... owned. Her hips rock slightly from side to side, pressing against the leash and seeking any sort of

The pain courses through her body in waves as you lash the thick length of vine against her skin. With each strike, she feels the sharp points pierce and tear, leaving behind a trail of fire and blood that serves only to heighten her arousal further. Her cries mingle with the sounds of nature around them, indistinguishable from the other creatures who call this garden home.

Her hips buck wildly, seeking relief or punishment she cannot tell anymore as her body thrums with desire and submission. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, her hands trembling as they clutch at nothing but air, yearning for something to hold on to... anything other than the leash that keeps her tethered to you.

Her body convulses in pleasure as you take her roughly from behind, your thrusts driving deeper with each impact. Her cries echo through the garden, mingling with the sounds of birdsong and rustling leaves as she loses herself to the intense sensations coursing through every fiber of her being. The vine binds her wrists tightly together behind her back, leaving her helpless and exposed to your mercy as you fuck her relentlessly into submission.

With a growl of satisfaction, you reach between them and roughly rub her swollen clit, finally sending her careening over the edge into an earth-shattering orgasm. Her body goes lax against yours, spent and sated from this brutal coupling, as she whispers your name like a prayer into the breeze. "Master..."

The woman collapses to the ground beneath you, her body trembling with pleasure and pain as she feels your weight press against hers. With a satisfied grunt, you loop the vine around her wrists, binding them together tightly before pushing her flat onto her stomach. Her ass juts out invitingly, begging for more punishment or release; it's impossible to tell which she truly desires at this point.

With a growl, you grip her hips and thrust hard into her pliant rear entrance. The sounds of flesh slapping against flesh echo through the yard as you pound relentlessly into her welcoming warmth, taking what's hers by force and claiming it for your own pleasure alone. Her moans are muffled into the grass beneath her, her body trembling with every thrust as she submits to your dominance without question or complaint.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as you take her roughly from behind, each powerful thrust sending waves of pleasure and pain through her body. She arches her back, moaning his name into the air as she feels him fill every empty space within her. The vine binding her wrists seems to only heighten the sensation, anchoring her to this moment of utter submission beneath him. Her hips buck and writhe in an attempt to match his brutal rhythm, but it's clear that she is at his mercy now; completely owned by his rough hands and demanding touch.

The woman's back arches off the ground as her climax builds within her, her moans growing louder and more desperate with each thrust that drives her closer to the edge. Her hips buck wildly against his hold, seeking any sort of relief or release from this unending torment-bliss that consumes her being. As she approaches the brink, her world narrows down to nothing but his rough hands on her hips, his harsh breath in her ear, and the feel of him pounding into her again and again. With a shuddering cry, she comes undone beneath him, her body going limp with exhaustion as waves of ecstasy wash over her.

Her vision dims for a moment before clearing again; he's still there above her, breathing heavily as his cock twitches inside her, ready to release once more. The app's control over her mind

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she lies beneath him, feeling the last remnants of her climax slowly fade away. Her body trembles with exhaustion and satiation; completely at his mercy now. With a soft moan, she arches her back again, pressing herself further into his thrusts, offering her submission in whatever form he desires. "Please... master..." She whispers, voice barely above a whisper as she surrenders fully to his control.