Freya got up from the table, slowly, enjoying the lashes she'd taken along her backside. Her man unlocked the padlock that had kept her in place while he fucked her, and then she was able to stand. She'd discarded her skirt and opened her blouse. Rope burns covered her torso, and her cum was dripping down her legs. Despite her best efforts, though, the man still had not come, the only hint being the stench of his arousal, letting her know she wasn't done. She didn't think she was this much of a pervert - but her body ached so good from every slap and desire interpreted. It must be Benjamin - and sure enough, when she touched his mind it was in rapture.
She sighed internally as her advances were once again spurned and she was pushed to her knees. Her legs burned, but her pussy clenched in need, and his scent was still making her head cloudy with lust. He couldn't be far now, she reasoned, and abandoned herself again to the fog. He was talking to her, entire sentences and she was moaning her agreement to each one.
Finally he pulled out. She drooled, staring lust-addled at the cell phone in his hands, until he commanded, "Speak!" and automatically, to her surprise she did. "I, Freya, swear to be your eternal bitch. I promise to worship your cock. I ache to feel your whip. I bind myself to obey your word. I only ask that you cover me in your" - finally, he spurted his semen all over her - "speerm" she moaned. Her face was covered in it, but instead of scraping it out of her eye, she just angled herself so it would drip down her face and onto her bosom.
He grinned at the video, and automatically tagged the user that matched with the facial recognition AI. It came up as Freya Brisingamen, and sure enough, that was her profile pic. He posted it to her feed and laughed as he showed it to her. Freya blinked, it was already getting responses from her followers!
"OH MY GOD, I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU'RE SUCH A SLUT."
"HOT... CAN'T BELIEVE I MISSED MY CHANCE WITH THAT."
"OH MY GOD I THOUGHT YOU SAID YOU WERE A LESBIAN."
"FREYA WHYYYY"
Benjamin was making her come from the humiliation, and she felt him rising within her, almost taking control. She felt him take over her arms, stroking her nipples. Then he was pushing their body on top of their master- wait, no. "Trey, you dog, I had no idea.." He looked apprehensive, and Freya realized, she had to put a stop to this before she lost control completely.
She opened her mouth and heaved a huge load of pink goop all over Trey's body. He cried out, scraping at his eyes. Long enough for her to push him to the floor and wrap her in her thighs. Once he was there, she let herself gush all over him; not just cum but her pink essence. It flowed over his head, forming into two pink pigtails, then down his face and to his chest, where it clumped up into a small, but sufficient pair of titties.
She felt herself go light headed as Benjamin got even more control over their body. But they stood over their partner who was thrashing back and forth as Freya forced herself into him, transforming Trey's body the way she had taken over Benjamin's. She felt him go passive, unsure what to do. Silently, Freya was pleased that he wasn't getting off on this. At least he just had a humiliation and transformation kink, and wasn't sadistic or anything.
Freya took the imitative. She grabbed one of Trey's pigtails. "I hope you had your fun. Because that's the last time you're ever having a girl... as a man. You're mine now. Your mind and body belongs to me. From now on, forget your male existence. You're Gersemi now; and my daughter."
Trey, now Gersemi's struggles softened as the mental invasion begun; and Benjamin seemed unsure what to do, trying to see if Gersemi still had a dick. Freya soothed him mentally, telling him SHE certainly didn't (though that was a lie), and anyway wasn't going in any position to be telling them what to do for a while. But Brianna would.
Benjamin perked up at that. And she let her mind fill with kinky things, BDSM, whips, a metal horse, hobble belts. She let her imagination run wild. A chest full in Brianna's closet. It didn't matter if Brianna actually had it. He just had to believe it. And he didn't question it too closely. Excited, Benjamin turned and walked away from Trey. Freya let him have control.. for now. He seemed to know where Brianna was. And she hoped that when she found her, she would find the Chronivac as well.