Slutty at 3 AM (Not Clickbait)

AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story contains straight and gay sex, as well as a scene of cuckolding.

***

The five influencers walked into the lobby of the Quinn hotel. Back in its heyday, the Quinn was one of the country's most luxurious and well-regarded hotels. Its owner, Quinn Meyer was a masterful hotelier, and was known to have an almost supernatural touch with other people. Everyone who stayed at the hotel seemed to have nothing but good things to say, and Meyer seemed to be able to calm even the most ornery of guests.

After her death, the hotel had fallen into disrepair but continued to operate, though guests were few and far between. But in the last few months, whispers on ghost hunting forums started to say it was seriously haunted, though nobody had done a serious investigation into it yet.

That was what caught the attention of Knox, a content creator who got big doing ghost hunting videos. Since his channel had grown, he started to branch out into all sorts of content, but after some controversy has lost him a ton of subscribers, he decided to return to his roots. And that led him to the Quinn.

Accompanying him was Krista—an up-and-coming makeup creator who started to gain popularity after a collab with Knox—and his best friend Tony. Tony usually did react content, but after running into his own bout of controversy (he had to apologize for something offensive he said during an apology video), he decided to try something new to get his viewers' minds off of things.

Josh and Sarah rounded out the group. They were both Christian, and a couple. Their content focused on dating and relationship advice for people who wanted to stay faithful to god while navigating the dating world. This wasn't their usual scene either, but Josh was close friends with both Knox and Tony, so he jumped at the chance to come along, and forced Sarah to go too.

The group arrived late in the evening, and after checking in, getting to their rooms and unpacking their gear it was just past 11 PM when they all gathered in the lobby.

"Alright guys, let's split up," Knox said.

"Yeah, cause that always ends well," Tony said.

"Shut the fuck up, Tony. We'll never cover everything just walking around together. And it's creepier if there aren't as many of us."

"If that's the case, I can just stay in our room," Sarah chimed in, clinging on to Josh's arm. "I still can't believe I let you all talk me into this. This doesn't even have anything to do with our content."

"Don't worry, babe," Josh replied. "It'll be fine. God will protect us from any supernatural misfortune. We'll show our viewers just how important faith is when we're safe and sound all night, and all these guys are getting their asses haunted."

"Can Krista at least come with us? It would be good to have another girl around for a change."

"Yeah, that would be nice," Krista said, softly. She was taking some time to get used to hanging out with big creators, and was still a bit shy.

"No, Krista stays with me," Knox said. "We'll shoot a quick intro in my room then shoot the west side of the building. You guys take the east."

"Alright, let's get this show on the road," Tony said.

The group split up, and started wandering the dark halls of the Quinn.

***

"Hey there fans! It's me, ya boi Knox!"

"And it's me Krista!"

"And we got something new for you guys today. I was thinking about getting back into my ghost hunting content, when I learned about this place: the Quinn. You guys probably haven't heard of it, but it's supposed to be haunted as hell. So we're here to put it to the test. I'm here with a bunch of other creators, so if there are any ghosts to be found, you can bet we'll scare 'em up. You'll see them a bit later on in the video, but right now I'm here with Krista."

"Thanks, Knox! You guys might recognize me from the collab we did a while back. And I know we're supposed to be all scared, but I just wanted to say a bit thank you to Knox, and all you guys. Your support since then has truly changed my life. And I was so grateful to Knox that I even agreed to come to this place which is honestly already the spookiest place I've been in my life."

"Right now, it's almost midnight so if we have to get going so we can find the best place to be at 3 AM. Later, guys!"

Knox grabbed his camera from the desk, and stopped the recording.

"I meant what I said, Knox. About being grateful," said Krista, getting up and gathering her things before they ventured out of Knox's room. "The success lately has been amazing, and I wouldn't have been able to do it without you help."

Knox smiled, and stood up next to her. A little too close for Krista's liking.

"Oh yeah? How grateful?" Knox said, taking another step closer. Krista felt a hand on her ass, forcefully grabbing it.

"Hey!" she yelled, quickly stepping away. "I mean... sorry, I didn't mean it that way. You're nice but I'm not interested in that... in doing that with you."

"Aw, c'mon Krista! You said it yourself. You would never be where you are without me. You keep saying thank you. Maybe now you can show it."

Krista started to sweat, and breathe more heavily. "I... Sorry, I left something in my room, I'll be right back," she said, barely pausing between words. Before Knox could say anything, she had slammed his door shut behind her.

"That ungrateful bitch," Knox muttered.

***

"So, this is fucking lame," Tony said, his voice echoing up and down the empty hallway. Most of the lights around the building worked, but were so dim, they might as well have been candles.

But while it was harder than they would like to walk around, the group hadn't encountered anything even the least bit scary.

"I can't believe I let you talk me into this, Josh," Sarah said. As much as she hated to agree with Tony, he was right. They had been walking for half an hour and they hadn't come across anything even remotely scary.

"Babe, would you please chill out?" Josh snapped. "I told you, this will be good for the channel."

Sarah sighed, and decided to stop arguing. Another day, another thing that Josh would refuse to listen to her about. She was just along for the ride, like she usually was. Whether it was Josh dragging her to do whatever he wanted to do, or the church telling her what was good or bad, she felt like she could never explore the things she actually wanted to.

Like sex. Despite her church constantly telling her it was wrong to have sex before marriage, and that it should only be for procreation, she never stopped being intensely curious about it.

Not that Josh was any help with that. He constantly badgered her for sex, but never understood when she tried to talk about the guilt she felt when she did, or even thought about anything sexual. To make things worse, he was never any good at it. They had only had sex twice, and both times they stopped after he came.

"This looks promising," Josh said, after a few minutes of silence. They rounded a corner and found that the hallway ahead was pitch black. They could only see by the moonlight streaming through a large window on one wall.

"Now we're getting somewhere," said Tony, making his way down the dark hallway, waving his camera back and forth. "C'mon out, ghosts! Haunt me or some shit!" Josh and Sarah followed.

"Hey, you guys go on ahead, I'm gonna see if I can get a shot of the grounds through the window," Josh said.

"Okay, but don't leave me alone for too long," Sarah said, walking on with Tony.

Josh made his was up to the window to try and get an interesting shot, but no luck. The only thing he could really see through the window was the moon, the rest of the glass was black as the night.

Until he saw something. A glimmer in the glass that looked like... eyes? Josh looked behind him. Nothing there. But he turned back, and there they were, brighter than even the moon. Two eyes, green and glowing. They were... beautiful. Entrancing. He stared right into they, and they stared back. He started to feel warm, and his breathing slowed. He swore he could hear a whisper

"Your god can't protect you from me," it seemed to say. But even the ominous message didn't stop him from staring blankly ahead. His thoughts started to slow and he lost focus on anything but the beautiful, hypnotic ey-

"Josh, hurry up!"

A sudden yell from Tony down the hall snapped him out of what felt like a trance.

"Uh, yeah sorry! Coming!"

Josh jogged down the hall. But as he continued to explore, Josh couldn't stop seeing the eyes in his mind, clear as day.

***

"That ungrateful bitch," Knox muttered. "Make someone's career and this is the thanks I get."

The night was young, though, and Knox knew he'd be able to get in her pants sooner or later. In the meantime, he figured he should get some filming done. He sat at the room's desk unpacking some of his mics, and he was in the middle of double checking the battery levels on all his gear when he heard a buzzing. Looking up, he saw the TV was on, static displayed on the screen.

Knox stood and turned off the TV. He hadn't gotten back to work for more than a minute before it turned on again. He felt goosebumps flare up the back of his neck when he heard the buzz of static.

The hotel was scary, sure, but Knox never would have decided to come here if he ever thought it might have actually been haunted. No, he was probably just being paranoid. A broken TV or faulty wiring was probably pretty likely in an old place like this. He got up again and turned off the TV.

Eyes. A pair or green shining eyes stared back at him from the black of the screen.

"Shit!" Knox swore, as he darted away from the screen in surprise. But taking a second look, he saw the screen was blank once again. All the stories he'd heard about this place and the long journey must be making him loopy. Maybe he should lie down for a bit before going out. He turned towards the bed to do just that and saw her.

She was lounging on the bed, green eyes staring back at him. She looked to be around 45 and wore a robe that barely covered her nipples, the hotel's logo embroidered on it where it rested on one of her large breasts. But both her skin and clothes were translucent. Knox could see right through her to the bedsheets, which looked undisturbed from her presence.

"Holy fuck! You're a... a..."

Knox stared in disbelief, his heartbeat quickening. He couldn't even bring himself to say it.

"A ghost, yes. But you can call me Quinn. And yes, that Quinn."

Quinn Meyer. Knox was face to face with the ghost of the hotel's owner. For once in his life, Knox was at a loss for words. In all his time making creepy videos, and exploring the world' most supposedly haunted places, he had never actually seen a real ghost up close. Until now.

He was still a content creator, and his first instinct was to grab his phone out of his pocket and start filming. But he wasn't even able to get the screen on before the ghost sent it flying out of his hand and on to the floor, with just a flick of her wrist.

"I don't remember giving you permission for that," the ghost said.

"I... I'm sorry, I just wanted to make a video, I had no idea-"

For a second, the green in Quinn's eyes flashed brighter.

"And that's just the problem isn't you. You and your friends' little videos. That's all this place is to you isn't it? Content for you to make money off of? So you want to show all the world my dirty little secrets, make my life's work some cheap background for selfies or dance videos? Make it a mockery of its glory? Not if I have anything to say about it."

Quinn stood—or rather, floated—off of the bed until she was hovering slightly above Knox. She gently placed a finger under his chin, the influencer's skin feeling icy cold where she touched him. She lifted his head until he was looking right at her. He was too terrified to put up a fight.

"Look into my eyes," she said. Her eyes started shining even more brightly, green taking over Knox's vision.

"No... what are you doing? I feel..."

"Stare and obey."

Her words were whispered, but they boomed loud in Knox's mind. His brain felt fuzzy, his thoughts slowed as he fell into the ghost's trance.

"Stare... and... obey..." Knox repeated in a monotone.

"Good boy," Quinn said. "Now, I know that other girl left you with blue balls. You must be so horny right now. Just so horny and obedient."

"Yes... Horny and obedient," Knox said, his cock immediately stiffening in his pants.

"Well, let's see then. Strip for me."

Knox obeyed, and soon stood in front of the hypnotic specter entranced, naked, and with a hard, dripping cock. Quinn waved her hand upwards, and Knox's phone shot through the air to float in front of her. With another wave, she unlocked it, turned on the camera and started filming.

"Stroke your cock now, slave. It will be the most pleasure you've ever felt, but you won't be able to cum until I say so."

Knox moaned as he started to masturbate, the sensation better than any mouth or pussy.

Stroke your cock, thinking about all the people that are going to see this video. All your fans. The millions of eyes on your videos. All on your naked body, your hard cock. All that time spent cultivating an image. Now, all anyone will see when they look at you is a dumb, horny slut."

"Fuuuuuuuck," Knox moaned louder, his strokes getting faster and more frantic.

"Good boy, keep going," the ghost said. "Each stroke making you hornier and hornier. You can't think about anything else but cock. So dumb and horny. So obedient. So slutty."

Knox's eyes were completely glassy as he continued to mindlessly masturbate, his tongue lolling out of his open mouth. He just had to stroke and obey.

"Now, tell me what you are. Tell everyone what you are."

"I'm a dumb, horny slut!" Knox cried. "All I can think of is cock! I'm a dumb horny slut! I'm a dumb horny slu-aaaah!"

Knox shot all over the hotel floor, crying out in pleasure as he did. Thankfully, Quinn's floating vantage point allowed her to get every single detail on film. She floated behind Knox and put her ghostly arms around his neck.

"Good boy. Now, I doubt anyone will watch your videos after I make you post this all over the internet. But first, let's deal with your friends. I have a great idea for that. And you're going to help me, aren't you slave?"

"Yes, mistress. I must obey."

"Good. Now, you're going to show me how you kids do one of those livestreams." Still expressionless, Knox took the floating phone from Quinn and unlocked it.

The ghost chuckled to herself. "You want to give your audience a show? Well, let's give them one."

***

Krista slammed the door to her room, lay face down on the bed, and started to sob into a pillow.

She thought it would be so easy. Look pretty, film a couple of makeup tutorials, use the right hashtags, and the money would come pouring in. She never thought of how hard it actually would be. The writing, the editing, the planning. Building yourself up as a brand from nothing, in a sea of millions of others trying to do the same thing.

Still, this was her dream, and she never wanted to give up. But after over a year of trying with barely anything to show for it, she was starting to consider it. Then she got lucky.

Knox was always an edgy creator, not afraid to push boundaries for his content. But one day he had gone too far when he decided to get high and drive recklessly on the freeway, streaming all the while. Almost all of the creators that usually worked with him cut ties, and he lost a ton of high-paying sponsorships.

But as was so often the case, it was more difficult than that to get a shitty dude off the internet. Even after having lost a chunk of his subscribers, he was still left with millions. He would be able to rebuild, especially after the heat died down. And as part of that, he started to reach out to some smaller channels to collaborate with.

One of those channels was Krista's.

She knew it was wrong. She knew collaborating with Knox would help rehabilitate his image. She knew he was terrible. But it's not like he had killed anyone. She hated compromising on her principles. But she desperately wanted the fame, the money, the influence.

After less than a week, her channel shot up to almost a million subscribers. And with this video, she knew she could make it well past that. It seemed too good to be true, and now she was paying the price.

She just had to get through this content trip, then she could start distancing herself from Knox. He already gave her almost a million subscribers, she could take it from there. At least, as long as she didn't make Knox too mad, and have him start some kind of smear campaign against her. So that meant she would have to at least try to make peace with him.

She sat up, collected herself, and was psyching her up to go back to Knox's room when she heard a loud knock at her door.

"Shit," she cursed under her breath. Well, she might as well get this over with. "Just a second!" she called. Another knock.

Krista steeled herself and opened the door. As expected, it was Knox. He stood in her doorway with his usual smug smile. And glowing, green eyes. As soon as she saw them, she was caught.

"Knox... what... what are you..."

"Look into my eyes, Krista. Just stare and obey."

"N-no... what are you..."

"Don't think. It's so hard to think. So hard to resist. Just look into my eyes and obey."

"Hard to... resist."

"That's right. Don't resist. Don't worry, this will feel good. You're going to become a hypnotized sex slave, just like me."

She felt a hand on her shoulder, pushing her down. She let it guide her down to her knees, continuing to stare up at Knox.

"You're just a slut begging for an audience," he said. "Just like me. They'll all see soon."

At the edge of her vision, she could see Knox unbuttoning his pants.

***

"Are you okay? You've seemed distracted all night," Sarah said, taking Josh's hand.

"Yeah... sorry, I guess I'm just not feeling well," he said. "I think I need to sit down for just a bit."

"Fuck no dude, I can't believe you're being such a pussy right now," Tony cut in. "Buck up, we got a whole hotel to film and some ghostly encounters to fabricate."

"Tony, please," Sarah snapped. "That kind of language isn't acceptable."

"What am I a fucking fourth grader? You gonna send me to detention if I say pussy?"

Sarah rolled her eyes.

"Pussy, pussy, pussy, what are you gonna do about it?"

"Yeah, keep going, you're the one that's going to burn in hell. Why don't you just go on by yourself, if you're going to be like this. Right, Josh?"

Her boyfriend didn't answer. She turned, and saw him staring expressionless into the middle distance, eyes unfocused. She put a hand on his shoulder, which seemed to wake him from his reverie.

"Babe, are you alright? Maybe you should go to bed. I can film solo for a bit and come join you."

"Nah, I already told you, he's staying with us. Besides, nobody is going to watch your video if you're the only one in it."

Josh took Sarah's hand and gave it a squeeze. He still looked tired, but he seemed a bit more normal, at least for now.

"I'll be alright. I'm probably just tired from the trip, but I'll be fine, don't worry about me," he said.

All three of them felt their phones vibrate. Tony was the first to take it out and check.

"See, we're already behind," he said.

Sarah checked her phone as well, and saw a new notification.

krista_beauty has started streaming live.

"Holy shit!" Tony yelled. "Bro, you gotta see this."

Josh and Sarah each loaded up the steam on their phones. Kirsta was completely naked. She was holding the phone in front of her face, and seemed to be on her knees and elbows, bent over on her bed. And there was someone behind her, fucking her.

"Ohhhh fuck! Yes, make me your slut!" she cried. She turned directly to the camera. "Hey everyone, thanks for joining my strea- oh fuck yes, harder, use me harder!"

Suddenly, the stream was a blur as the person behind Krista flipped her onto her back.

Sarah watched, horrified until another notification came up on her phone.

realKnoxx has started streaming live.

Loading up Knox's stream, Sarah was shocked but not necessarily surprised to see Krista, again. She was on her back, legs spread, Knox's stiff cock thrusting in and out of her. One of her hands was holding her phone, filming herself while the other was playing with her clit. She continued to moan and cry out, her eyes rolling back in her head form pleasure.

"You like them all watching you get fucked," came Knox's voice from out of the frame. Sarah glanced at the eyeball icon in the corner of the screen. Over a thousand viewers, and climbing fast. "You would do anything for those views, wouldn't you? Such an attention whore."

"Yes! I'm a horny attention whore! I want them all to see what I would do for it!"

Sarah finally managed to look up from her phone, speechless, and saw Josh and Tony standing next to each other, laughing while both their phones played the salacious streams.

"Shit, I knew the second I saw her that she was a slut," Tony said. "But I never thought she would go this far."

For the first time in the last hour, Josh had life in his eyes as he watched his friends have sex live on stream.

"Well how else are you supposed to get by just on your looks?" He said. "Good thing she's hot as fuck."

"Josh!" Sarah cried.

"Sorry, babe. But it's not like I knew what I was gonna see when I opened this. Besides, she's the one being a whore, this is all her fault."

"Josh, I can't believe you right now."

"C'mon babe, it's not that big a deal. I'm not doing anything wrong, am I? Just lighten up."

"Whatever, I'm going back to the room."

Sarah turned and stormed off. As she left, she could still hear the boys laughing and making stupid, sexist comments. And the sounds from the streams on their phones.

She was confused, angry, scared, and, as much as she didn't want to admit it, a little turned on. She kept going over what had just happened. Tony being an asshole, Josh being unsupportive. Krista's expression of pure pleasure as she got fucked. Knox's cock.

She was so lost in her thoughts, it was a wonder she didn't get lost on her way back to her room. But before she knew it, she was right in front of her door. She opened it, and inside saw only darkness, and a pair of glowing green eyes.

***

As much as he enjoyed watching a free porn stream, Josh couldn't help but be concerned. He didn't know Krista that well, but this wasn't something Knox would do. He was sleazy as hell, but he wasn't some aspiring porn star.

With the weird shit he had seen tonight—the eyes he still couldn't get out of his head—he was starting to think something freaky was actually going on.

He had pissed Sarah off too. This was far from their first fight, but after seeing her stomp off, he realized this would probably be a big one. Best to make peace now so it didn't ruin their whole trip.

"Hey man," he said, turning his phone off and looking at Tony, who was still grinning like a madman. "I'm heading back to apologize to Sarah. And I think you should too."

Tony looked up from his screen and frowned. "Seriously, bro? You're going to take her side? She's probably just mad cause she has her period."

"Yeah, I am serious. At least for the sake of not messing with the vibe of our videos, just say sorry. You don't even have to mean it."

"Fine, fine, if it'll get you off my back. Then we can head over and ask Knox if he'll give us a turn."

"Dude."

"Alright, geez, it was a joke. I mean, unless Knox says yes."

***

Tony could have sworn they retraced their steps exactly. But as the pair walked through the barely-lit halls of the Quinn, they just got more and more lost. They passed areas they could have sworn should have been on the other side of the building.

But after much longer than it should have taken, Tony finally arrived at Sarah's room. Unfortunately, the friends had gotten separated, when Tony couldn't help himself from pulling up his phone as they walked and checking up on Knox and Krista. When he looked up from a tight shot of Knox's erection being stroked and sucked, Josh was gone.

Whatever, he figured Josh would be able to find his way back eventually. All the better, without him there, Tony could get this apology BS out of the way faster. He knocked on the door. No answer. He waited a few seconds and tried again. Still nothing.

Tony slowly turned the knob, and found it was unlocked.

"Hey Sarah, you in there?" Tony said. "I'm coming in."

He pushed the door open a crack. The lights were off, but the moon was shining bright enough to illuminate the interior. He could make out Sarah sitting on the bed, her back to him with her head hanging low. Tony slowly stepped inside.

"So listen, I'm sorry you were like offended by what I said earlier," he said. "I totally didn't mean it like that. So, we're cool right? You can stop being mad now."

Silence. Stillness.

"Hey, did you hear me? Sarah?" He walked over to the other side of the bed, and lightly tapped her on the shoulder. "Sarah, you okay?"

Without acknowledging him, Sarah finally moved, slowly rising to her feet. Tony's eyes widened, as he realized she was completely naked from the waist down, the moonlight accentuating the curves of her ass.

"Shit, I didn't realize you were changing," Tony said softly, not even trying to avert his gaze from her bare bottom. Tony's cock, already starting to fill with blood, got even harder, as Sarah slowly, silently peeled off her top, and let it flutter to the floor. "So... you're cool with me just watching this?"

Slowly, she started to turn towards him. As she did Tony noticed, in order, her perky breasts and stiff nipples, her mouth forming a wicked smile, and then her eyes. Green, and glowing.

"What the f-"

Before he could finish his sentence Sarah crawled over the bed with almost inhuman speed, and gently placed her had on Tony's cheek.

"Stop talking. Look into my eyes," she said. Her voice hadn't been altered like her eyes, but it sounded different. Confident. Assertive.

"Your... eyes... what happened..."

"Just look into my eyes. You're starting to fall into a trance. It feels so good to stare into my hypnotic eyes."

Tony's cock throbbed, forming an obscene bulge in his basketball shorts.

"Trance... feels good... but.. wait, stop, this is... so fucked up,"

Tony felt sudden pressure as Sarah roughly grabbed him by the chin, and pulled his face closer to hers.

"For once in your life," she said, a playful aggressiveness creeping into her tone, "you're going to shut the fuck up. You will speak only when spoken to. And you will only be able to say 'Yes, mistress.'"

"Yes, mistress."

"Alright Tony, I know you're used to always getting your way. But now, I'm the one in control. I'm done listening to your shit. Now, you're going to be my obedient little sex slave. You will get more and more aroused the longer you're in trance, and it will feel even better when you obey one of my commands. But you can't cum until I say so, got it?"

"Yes, mistress."

"Good. Now, you're going to help me explore some fantasies. You always act like such a big man. So I hope you have the cock to back it up. Strip."

"Yes, mistress."

***

Josh couldn't stop thinking about the eyes. If they even were eyes. He could see them in his mind's eye, despite part of his still believing that his mind had just been playing tricks on him when he saw them in the window.

And so the walk back to his room with Tony was a silent one. Tony was annoyed that he was forcing him to apologize - something that he was terrible at, despite having to do it on his channel multiple times a year - and Josh was lost in his own head.

Who did the eyes belong to? Why were they so fascinating? Would he ever be able to see them again? And why did they make him so damn horny?

Between those thoughts, and his worries about pissing off Sarah again, he didn't even notice when he had gotten separated from Tony. He wasn't too worried about it, though. This place wasn't that big, they would all meet up again eventually. And he had his own apology to think about.

He has always known just what to promise to get religious girls into bed with him. Marriage, children, white picket fence. We're going to get married, what's wrong with starting a little early? That and some alcohol usually did the trick. He knew all of that was wrong. But with all the people he brought God's message to through his videos, he figured he had earned it. He had everything figured out. Then he met Sarah.

Finally, a woman who stood up for him, who didn't fall for his tricks. Someone he actually could see marrying and having kids with. Not to mention having a long-term partner played amazingly with his audience. But now that he met someone he really wanted to settle down with, he had no idea how to keep her. There was a lot that she wanted him to work on, from his attitudes towards women to his general inattentiveness towards her.

"What's got you worried, handsome?"

Josh stop dead in his tracks, whipping his head around to find who had spoken. The voice was loud, seeming to come from the very walls of the hotel.

"Who said that?" he asked.

"Aw, don't you remember me?" the voice responded.

Josh continued to scan the room, finding nothing of interest until he caught a flash of green, reflected in a window.

"That's right. Come to me. We can finish our little chat from earlier tonight."

Without thinking, Josh shuffled over to stand right in front of the window. There they were. The eyes. He hadn't made them up, they were right in front of him. Drilling into his mind. Pushing away all his other thoughts.

"You're under my control now," the voice said.

"Under your control," Josh replied in a monotone. He was staring into the window, unblinking. His mouth was hanging slightly open, and a string of drool was beginning to drip down to the floor. He was so entranced that he didn't even react as the ghostly figure of Quinn Meyer came into view around the ghostly eyes.

Once again fully formed, the ghost phased out of the window glass to stand in front of Josh.

"Well that was easy," Quinn said as she walked in a slow circle, inspecting her new thrall before stopping in front of him once again. "It took at least a little more effort to enslave your friends. Even that ogre, Tony."

She reached out with a ghostly hand to grab at Josh's cock, already hard in his pants. The entranced slave let out a sudden moan of pleasure.

"That must mean you're not very smart, always thinking with your dick instead of your brain. It's no wonder why you've never made Sarah happy. And you never will. She deserves someone much better than you."

Josh couldn't respond. He could only moan and squirm from the ethereal pleasure as she phased through his clothes to rub his cock, which was already starting to soak his underwear with precum.

"You're a terrible boyfriend. Always thinking about yourself, your own happiness. And for all the women you tricked into be, you've probably never made any of them cum. You've certainly never satisfied Sarah. But tonight, we're gonna fix that. And show all your viewers what hypocrites you are. Good luck using my hotel for content, when you lose all your subscribers. Now, follow me. A take off your clothes."

"Yes. Follow. Take off clothes."

Josh followed the ghost as she floated through the twisting halls of the hotel, stripping while he did so. As they walked, he left a trail of his discarded clothes in his wake. And when he was completely naked, a trail of precum that dripped from his throbbing cock to the carpet below.

***

Josh came to, and saw he was standing right in front of the door to his and Sarah's hotel room. It wasn't the first time tonight, he had spaced out, but he knew it was the longest and deepest he'd gone. His head still felt like it was full of cobwebs. But his cock felt like a steel bar in his pants.

Or... wait, he wasn't wearing pants. He was completely naked, and hornier than he ever had been in his life. But before he could start to wonder what the fuck happened to him, his hand turned the knob and threw the door open. His own legs wouldn't respond to his commands, and carried him inside the room.

Sarah was sitting on the side of the bed when he walked in. She was completely naked, her legs spread, her fingers frantically playing with her pussy. And her tits were covered in what looked like thick, creamy cum.

"Oh fuck yes!" she cried, throwing her head back in ecstasy. "I had no idea masturbaing could feel this good! I can't believe I listened to all those sermons saying it's wrong, it feels so much better when you don't feel guilty."

She looked directly at Josh, a manic look in her eye.

"And sex? I knew I always wanted it so badly for a reason. It's the best feeling in the world. At least it can be. You certainly never taught me that did you, babe?"

Josh stared, shocked. He wanted this to stop, so he could have time to at least process everything. But his feet continued to carry him forward towards the bed. "Sarah, what happened to you?"

"What does it look like? I finally found a man to make me cum."

Josh finally managed to tear his eyes away from his girlfriend's naked form when he heard footsteps. Stepping out of a shadowy corner of the room was Tony, completely naked with a completely blank look on his face. His cock was semi-hard, hanging between his legs and glistening with Sarah's wetness.

Despite not being fully erect, Tony's was definitely the biggest cock he'd ever seen, even compared to the ones he saw in porn. It might have been twice as big as his own penis, which was still fully hard, sticking out in front of him.

"You cheated on me? With Tony?" Josh yelled. "You fucking bi-"

His voice died in his throat, as Sarah's eyes started to glow green. If he hadn't already fallen back into trance, he would have seen Tony's eyes start to glow as well.

"Do you really think I could keep being with you? A man who could never satisfy me? Not emotionally, and definitely not in the bedroom. Sure, part of why I only fucked you twice is because I thought it was wrong. But mostly, it was because you were terrible at it."

Without taking her eyes off him, Sarah moved so she was on her hands and knees on the bed.

"I'm done listening to people who don't give a shit about me. You, the church. Now I'm finally the one in control, and I can do whatever I want. And I want more sex."

Tony moved behind her, and slowly started to get on the bed.

"And I want to teach you a fucking lesson. So, you like watching people fuck? Well watch this."

Tony thrusted forward, his massive cock entering her all at once.

"Oh, fuck that's good!" Sarah yelled, as Tony started to thrust in and out of her.

"No... Please, stop," Josh whimpered.

"You really want me to stop, bitch?" she snapped back. "I can see your little dick is rock fucking hard watching a real man fuck me. You don't want this to stop. This makes you so horny. You want to jerk that little dick to another man fucking me. But don't you dare cum until I say so."

Josh's mind was starting to fog over again. "Yes... so horny," he said. His hand wrapped around his stiff cock and started to stroke. "Must jerk off,"

"Now tell me what you are," Sarah said.

"I'm a sorry excuse for a man," Josh said, the words pouring out of his mouth like they were from a script he'd had memorized his whole life "I can't please any woman. I get horny watching my girlfriend fuck other men. I'm a submissive beta slut who can only obey."

"Fuck, now you're getting it," Sarah half yelled and half moaned as Tony started to pick up speed. "Keep going Tony, give me that big cock, stretch my little pussy out it feels so good!"

Josh fell to his knees and was now face-to-face with Sarah as he stroked, and Tony continued to mechanically pump in and out of her pussy.

"We're going to do this all the time from now on, aren't we slave?" Sarah said, gently stroking Josh's chin.

"Yes, mistress. Whatever you want. I'll submit to you. I'll be your loyal slave while you fuck all the men you want. I'll stroke as I watch them fuck you."

"Yes, yes, yes, I love having hard cocks inside me! I'm so fucking slutty! Keep fucking me Tony, don't stop, don't stop!"

With one final cry, Sarah came. Tony slowly withdrew his cock, and Josh stayed on his knees, still jerking off. Sarah lay back on the bed, exhausted.

"Good, job sex slave," she said as Tony got up off the bed. "I think you deserve another orgasm."

"But you're going to have to earn one," she said, turning to Josh. "Tony, stand in front of him."

"Yes, mistress," he said, instantly obeying. Josh stared ahead at Tony's cock, which looked even more intimidating up-close, not to mention fully hard.

"Suck it, cuck," Sarah said.

"Yes, mistress," replied Josh, as he sprang into action to obey her command. Even in his trance, Josh was nervous. He had never had a gay thought in his life. It was against god, against the church. But he had to submit. Had to obey.

He tentatively wrapped a hand around Tony's huge tool and gave it a few strokes. Tony moaned in appreciation, and a drop of precum formed at the tip. Finally, Josh took it in his mouth. He tried his best, but he could only get the head in his mouth so he sucked and licked at it as best as he could.

Sarah was lying on her side, gently playing with her clit as she watched the show. "Deeper, slut," she commanded. Instantly, Josh felt his throat open up and he took Tony's cock as deep as he could, which was still only about halfway. Then, Tony grabbed Josh's head with both hands and forced his cock all the way in his throat. Josh's eyes went wide and started to water, but somehow he managed not to gag.

Tony held him here for a while before letting him come back for air. As soon as he could take a deep breath, Josh started sucking on Tony's cock in earnest, bobbing up and down and slobbering all over it, using his hands to stroke the remaining length. Tony kept one hand on the back of Josh's head, making him go faster and deeper as he liked.

"See how good it can be to just listen for once, Tony? Now that you've been a good boy, you can cum whenever you're ready. But you'll have to cum all over Josh's face."

"Yes, mistress," he said, starting to fuck Josh's face faster.

"And Josh, you'll only get to cum when you're covered in your friend's jizz."

"Yes, mistress, thank you for letting me be a slut for you mistress," Josh said, before diving back down on Tony's dick.

After a few more minutes of sucking, Tony's moans started to get louder, almost turning into growls as he mercilessly throatfucked Josh. With a mighty bellow, Tony pulled his massive cock out of his friend's mouth and showered Josh with cum.

The massive load covered his face and chest, and when Tony was done, Josh shot his own load covering the floor in front of him.

After making Josh lick his own cum off the floor, Sarah was horny again, and she commanded Josh to get on the bed and between her legs.

"Now, I know you've never done this, so listen close. I'm going to show you how I like my pussy eaten," she said. "And while you're at it, spread that virgin ass nice and wide for Tony."

The trio continued their orgy well into the night, Sarah commanding the boys to do every kinky thing she could thing of. They were so caught up in the pleasure, the sex, the submission, that none of them noticed all three of their phones floating unassisted all around the room, showing the interned every single detail.

***

Epilogue

Twatch HQ, Later that Night

Frank, VP for Content, stormed through the Twatch offices, fuming. It was 4 in the morning, and he had woken up to a call from the company's president, who was furious. Apparently, some of the biggest streamers on the platform had suddenly decided to become porn stars. Which wouldn't have been a problem, but they were using his platform to do it. And for some reason, nobody on his team had stopped it.

He reached his destination: Content Moderation. He threw the door open so hard it almost came off its hinges.

"What the fuck do you all thing you're doing?!" he yelled, storming in the room.

The office was a small, square room with large monitors standing on desks which were pushed up along the walls. Ten moderators were supposed to be on duty tonight, and they were. But they were all naked, staring blankly at their monitors.

Most of them were openly masturbating. In one corner, two men were stroking each other's cocks as they stared blankly ahead. Across the room, a woman was bent over her desk while a man fucked her from behind, both of them staring at a monitor as well.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?!" Frank bellowed. "You're all getting fired for this!"

There was no response, except for a soft murmur that filled the room.

"Stare... horny... obey... stare... horny..."

"Alright, I'll do it myself," Frank said. He said, shoving the nearest employee away from his desk to take down the offending streams. But as he saw what was actually on screen he stopped. On the screen, five people sucked and fucked with abandon, pleasure clear on all their faces. And there was a strange green filter over the whole thing.

"Oh, that's... actually pretty hot," Frank said, as he started to strip. His mind went blank as he stroked and came and stroked and came. Just like the thousands all over the world, who couldn't take their eyes off the stream.