I could feel the drug flowing through my system, trying to cloud my head even more. She smiled before she started grinding. The juices dripping from her pussy had already soaked the front of my pants. She didn’t tell me to take them off, though. Probably waiting for her husband.

She started moving again, this time more frantically. Although she protested, she would do nothing until her husband arrived. She was seeking pleasure from my thigh.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing, slut?” A voice barked from the doorway.

She scrambled off my lap almost instantly. Throwing herself to the ground as she begged.

“I’m so sorry, sir, it’s just-.”

I tuned out her begging and pleading as I glanced at the door. Not because of him, though. It was the people behind him. Two males and one female, each of them sporting dark brown eyes that were a lot like my own. Still under his control, my eyes weren’t allowed to linger.

Though I’m not sure I would have wanted them to, anyway. The woman was still on the floor, bowed in front of her husband.

“Raise your head, slut.”

She did exactly as he asked, which allowed him to smack her hard across her face. The force was hard enough to send her back to the floor.

“Thank you for disciplining me, sir.” She whimpered as she got back up.

He raised his hand again, but this time, instead of hitting her, he helped her off the ground. He stroked the place he had hit her as he said in an affectionate voice.

“I’m sorry I had to hit you, but you should have waited for me, slut.”

She nuzzled into his hand. “I’m sorry, sir, I won’t do it again.”

“Apology accepted, slut. Now, why don’t you tell me who he is?”

She grinned. “He’s the Ringmaster of the circus. You said he was cute and wished we could play with him. So I asked around and got in contact with his master. I didn’t realize that you would have guests.”

He didn’t even bother to glance at those guests as he spoke his next words. “Why don’t you and your siblings leave Thane? We already finished discussing everything anyway.”

My whole body froze at the sound of that familiar name. Thane. My older brother’s name is Thane. My gaze would have snapped towards those guests if the lady wasn’t in front of me once again. She reached up, cupping my hard cock through my pants.

“He’s so hard, sir. Should I use my mouth or my pussy first?”

My first reaction was to shove her away from me. When my hands came up and did just that, I stared at them for a second. I hadn’t realized it. But the Nightmare Master had finally given me back control. I stood up instantly.

My cock was still painfully hard from the drug. I didn’t care, though. I didn’t want either of them to touch me. He forces me enough to accept people’s touch. I refuse to do it when I’m in control.

I adjusted my clothes and spared the two in front of me a glance. What I saw nearly made me freeze. The female from before was now a male. His-she-there husband had already helped them off the ground and had his arms around them. He was actually quite cute.

I brushed that thought away as soon as it was in my head. “Do you have the antidote for the drug you gave me?”

It didn’t really matter if they didn’t. I could always just throw up until it was out of my system. It wouldn’t be the first time. Nor would it be the last. They stared at me, not really sure what to do.

Probably wondering why this is not going how they expected.

“If you don’t have it, then get out.”

I turned away from them, but before I could even take a step, a hand gripped my wrist. “Wait, I paid for you. If you don’t behave, I’ll tell your master.”

I jerked my hand away and spun to face him. “Go ahead, I’m sure that asshole already knows, anyway. I mean, he’s the Nightmare Master; his eyes are everywhere.”

Fear filled his eyes. “Yo—ur a---a n—ightmare lord.”

I gave him a mock bow. “Ringmaster is the name. Charm and lies are my game. Sold by my parents for my gift. I’m forced to fuck, suck, lick, among other things, when he has control of me. To charm rich socialites out of their information. However, that asshole doesn’t have control of me now. So I do not have to do anything. So what if you paid? I really don’t give a fuck. When I am in control of my body, no one is allowed to touch it. So go ahead and tell him. He, however, can’t do anything until the month is over and he takes back control. If you touch me one more time, do not blame me for being hostile.”

I spat the words out at him-her-them. Not caring that I was taking my anger out on him. Not caring that it wasn’t their fault that the Nightmare Master was forcing me to do this. Despite my words. They still reached up towards me.

I was about to snap at him when they whispered. “You’re crying.”

This time, I really did freeze. Their thumb brushed away the tears I didn’t realize were there. I was so focused on getting those words out. I didn’t realize my tears were also spilling out. Another much larger hand reached to brush the tears from my other eye.

This time, I did jerk away. Stepping backwards until the back of my legs hit the chair I was sitting in. Despite knowing I should be getting myself together. I sank into the chair, putting my head in my hands. I was hiding my face so I could wipe away my tears.

Instead, they flowed down my face more freely.