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Empty the Mind. Reward the Body. Becoming Master's Fucktoy. Her life, now built into a routine, leaves no space for thought. The beauty of being all you can be, and seeing clearly what you are and what you will become fulfilling her life with purpose in its purity. Every morning she showers, feeling her thoughts drain away. Like water droplets that roll down her fur, she can feel her mind slip away. Feeling it like the juices that flow out of her consistently dripping pussy. Feeling her own thoughts slide down her thighs. Feeling her worries wash away. Feeling all forms of free will spiral down, as it all goes down the drain. Leaving her in a mindless state, her body simply goes what it was programmed from this point on. The body steps out of the shower. It finds the visor, settles it upon her face, feels it turn on, and nothing more than a well trained fucktoy. There the lynx begins its normal routine. Feeling up her now drooling pussy, she fingers herself until they are coated with her fluids. From there she reaches around, and prepares her asshole to be filled by a vibrating plug. Several of them are assorted in a row. All different sizes with different programs built into them. Each one designed for their own special day. The visor knows which day it is, and guides the body to choosing the right one. Securing the far right one with a wider girth, pulling it in and licking it, then sliding it down to her pussy lips. There she begins the process that she did with her fingers, stimulating, lubricating, then sliding back and inserting into the conditioned cocksleeve that she has trained. Reaching out with her free hand, she secures the bullet that connects with the plug. Repeating the same process with the bullet as she did with her plug, she licks it. A sudden shiver shakes her entire body, as a jolt of electricity shoots through her spine. The warmth begins to build in her chest, as her breath becomes heavy. The bullet trails down her chin, her neck, her chest, down her belly. Slowly and methodical, as if conducted as a ritual, she slides the small vibrating piece past her groin, between her thighs, and slides it easily through her pussy lips. Now complete, she feels them come alive. The visor testing the vibrators as they activate and begin the final steps and function of taking control of this fucktoy's body. The body begins to shudder, then shake, and finally slump in its wake. Motionless, her body waits for her first true orders of the day. With a flick of visor lights, the lynx stands upright, and begins the first steps of her day. Brushing her hair nice and straight. Tying it behind. Stylizing it with a few streaks framing her face, curling them to be just a little more wavy than the rest. She saunters over to her closet. All her cloths organized, hung up, and categorized for each purpose of each day. Today she was conditioning herself at her personal gym. There she would be training the the thoughtless mind, conditioning her sexy body, and becoming more and more of a good giddy girl for her master. There, hung on full display were her sports bra, her sports shorts, and her black, thong panties. Today was going to be a good day. A slutty day where master decided what he did and had his way. Sliding the thong on, it barely covering up her puffy lips with its thick thread, and keeping her pulsing plug in place. Already beginning to soak through from her perpetually drooling pussy, persistently being pleased by the vibrating bullet within her. Always horny, always happy, always dripping; as master likes it. She then slid on her sports shorts & bra. Wearing her fresh hot pink with black streak workout shoes, she took a step out her door, and began her morning workout routine. Her day would be filled with purpose. With pleasure. Conditioning her body. Training her mind. Filling her with thoughts of pleasure and service to her master, and to become the perfect fucktoy. The run was a fresh start. The weight lifting was sublime. Firm and flexible, the lynx finished off her routine with some yoga. Every day getting more conditioned. Every day gaining a thicker ass and thigh. Every day becoming more capable of folding her feet behind her ears. All the while thinking nothing more than her pleasing service and purpose in providing master her body for life. The pulses and vibrations that pulled her mind away, and pushed her body to do what it needed to do each day had conditioned her body to preordain their orders, and naturally do them before they would activate. Now becoming less command and more reward for her body doing the right thing. After her workouts. After her daily duties and tasks at her profession. After the purchase of the evenings planned cooked meal. After preparing it all for dinner. She would then kneel before the door. Being rewarded for a well done and fulfilling day. Giving her the time to shut down her brain. To just feel the pleasure of pleasing the visor. To feel the pulsating vibrators as they kept her on edge until her master returned home. And there he would walk in. There he would see her kneeling before him. There she was to welcome her master while in her hazy bliss. There she remained, vibrating with vigor to please her master once again. The vibrators themselves now turned of and still. There she remained resonating from the afterglow, and held high with anticipation. There she closed her eyes and leaned in, as she waited for her master's hand, his word, his command, or if lucky, his cock. The seconds became a life time as she awaited in the roaring abyss that was overwhelming her body, and melting her mind. "Take off your cloths, and bend over babe. You look like you need this more than me." The command connected, and the synaptics that made her programmed and thoughtless mind, began to drive the body to fulifll it's purpose. Standing tall with pride, she first pulled up her sports bra and let those heavy mellons hang before her master. Then without another word, she turned around, and grabbed the sports shorts and thong by the sides. Slowly she began to bend down and slide her hands down. Bending at the hips, to present her now soaked thong panties drenched with the pleasure and anticipation of being fucked by master once again. Before even finishing, she could feel her master grip her hips and guide her to the kitchen table. He was going to have her. He was going to have his way. She was going to be his fuck toy. Just like he had every day. If she could think of anything, or consider time. She knew that this would be the first of many throughout the night. But she had no mind. She was master's fuck toy. And if she could choose. If she could consider any other way to finish off every day. She would not have it any other way. Well, well, well. Looks like she has officially become her master's play thing at this point. I bet a few of you fellas lost track of where you were as your hands wander down between your legs. I don't mind. In fact, I hope you enjoyed it and found your place again to continue. Lord knows that I need to. ^.^' Aaaaanyhow. As always I want to thank the wonderful Miss ChiralChimera ChiralChimera for her amazing work here. If you like what she makes, you should message her. She is always up and open to draw anything. Wellll... Mostly anything. :P That all being said as always, make sure you have consent whenever you have a "friend" over to have fun with. Remember that your partner is a person, and they have their own desires whenever you have fun and do anything. So reward them, serve them, and enjoy the pleasure you have together. All in all, I hope you enjoyed this piece! Leave a comment down below where you had to stop, and what you thought over all. My writing always needs improving, so if you see anything that is blatant and needs correcting, let me know. If you loved it, I always enjoy reading what you liked about it as well. :3 Until next time, have a wonderful time!