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Pure Vanilla was content with her world being limited to her room, her Mistress and her fellow Doll. Nothing outside the Spire interested her. The Spire was safe and home and where Mistress ruled. It was a place of no worries, and pleasure and she was happy with that. Her fellow Doll, though, had strange grievances that Pure Vanilla couldn't really grasp at this point.
Pure Vanilla thought their cozy room, with its fluffy bed, soft blue walls and large window such a pretty view of Beast-Yeast was fantastic. It was such a lovely gift from their Mistress that should be cherished, but White Lily thought it was stifling. No exit, she said. The room was too high to leave that was either. Pure Vanilla didn't get it. They were Dolls, they had a bathroom, and a huge walk-in closet for all the pretty clothes Mistress made them. They even had an ornate little table for the tea and meals the bunnies brought them. Mistress even got White Lily a bookshelf, filled to the brim with books so she wouldn't be bored. She even told Pure Vanilla that she was thinking about getting some plants for her to care for, for being such a good girl. They had such a kind and generous Mistress. What else would they really want or need?
Yet, still, White Lily was such a fussy Doll. She refused to give in to Spiral Time without a tantrum and missed at least half of it most of the time. Well, jokes on her, because Silly Lily didn't get to cum at the end of the sessions like Pure Vanilla did. Pure Vanilla wasn't sure she's seen White Lily cum even once since they-since forever.
Too bad for White Lily, since she couldn't escape her Dolly nature. Dolls were always horny, cunts dripping, clits always aroused and oh so needy. She didn't get the release Pure Vanilla did at least once a day, so it was obvious she was getting so utterly frustrated.
Pure Vanilla watched her squirm, thighs shifting ever so slightly as she adjusted the ruffles of her dress. She was trying to focus on a book, but Pure Vanilla knew she was only making herself more aroused. All the books had sex, and she could tell by the flush of her cheeks and how she kept wetting her lips, White Lily hit a rather delicious scene.
An idea struck Pure Vanilla at that moment, as she noted it was getting rather close to Spiral Time. The sun had set and they had already ate. The rest of the night would be dedicated to learning how to be perfect Dolls from Mistress's Spiral. White Lily, though, didn't seem to notice at all.
Pure Vanilla grinned a little bit, and crawled forward on their bed, snaking up next to the snowy haired Doll. An arm immediately raised to invite Pure Vanilla to curl into her side, though her soft red eyes were still locked on to the page she was on.
“Lily,” Pure Vanilla cooed, voice soft as she pressed a sweet kiss to her neck, fingers teasing the frilly tulle of the petticoat under the skirt of the dress, “Are you reading something fun?”
She let out a shaky breath and glanced over at Pure Vanilla, “Yes…but I swear I started reading for the plot, though.”
Pure Vanilla giggled and pressed a few more kisses up her neck, fingers rubbing softly along a slender thigh. She nuzzled her nose against her cheek and said softly, “You seem horny, Lily…let me help.”
It wouldn't be the first time they've touched each other. They're Dollies afterall…it's in their nature to be needy and touchy. They hump each other's thighs to sleep most nights, and when they read together they like to rub each other's clits. Sometimes they would even just get lost in just kissing each other, and playing with each other's breasts in the bath. So, Pure Vanilla wasn't surprised by White Lily hiking up her dress and spreading her legs a bit, arousal stringing between her sticky thighs.
“Please,” She breathed out, marking her place in the book before setting it to the side, “Please Nilla…”
Pure Vanilla grinned and slid down between her legs. She laid flat on her belly and pulled White Lily forward a little so that she was laying more flat on her back, and looking up at the lovely, huge carved eye in the ceiling. She moaned softly herself as she licked a stripe up White Lily's slit before wasting no time and slipping her tongue inside. Hips jolted and arched and fingers dug into golden hair, as she practically humped Pure Vanilla's face.
Perfect.
White Lily was gasping as she rolled her hips into Pure Vanilla's skilled tongue, pumping in and out of her languishingly slow. A thumb rubbed her tender clit and she nearly sobbed. She dug her nails into her friend's scalp, rutting her hips into her soft lips and sinful tongue.
White Lily shouldn't be doing this. She really shouldn't…she needed to find a way out of the Beast's clutches, for her and for Pure Vanilla, who was so deep in her training she would never try, but the ever burning arousal in her very core made her give in every time. If she could just cum even once maybe she would be able to fight it off, but she couldn't. She needed pleasure. She needed to see Pure Vanilla's face when she got so drooly and lost in their nightly humping, and hear the way she moaned as White Lily toyed with her nipples in the bath.
Dolls play with each other, afterall, because Dollies can't play with themselves.
She whined, trying to push that thought away, but that was so hard when Pure Vanilla was now sucking on her clit and easing two fingers into her dripping hole. She gasped, arching off the bed as delicate fingers rubbed softly just short of that sweet little pleasure spot deep inside her.
She stared blurrily up at the ceiling, blinking a few times in confusion. The lights were starting to dim, but she couldn't linger on that for too long as fingers started to thrust, ramming into that wonderful spot again and again. She rocked between soft lips and ruthless fingers, drool forming and dribbling down her chin as she moaned.
Suddenly a familiar shimmer of blue magic coated the room and the carved eye on the ceiling shifted and changed, pulsing with a blue and cyan swirling light. It was the only thing lighting the room, and it felt like it was swallowing White Lily whole. She didn't have time to close her eyes or look away. Her gaze was locked in place no matter how much she struggled to look away. It wasn't like when she would eventually give in and watch its reflection in the window or the lights bounce off the walls. No…it was all consuming.
Now she understood why Pure Vanilla could never look away.
So pretty…so very pretty.
Pure Vanilla pulled off her clit with a pop, making her let out such a pathetic sounding whine.
“There we go…was that so hard, Silly Lily?” Pure Vanilla giggled, fingers still thrusting slowly in and out of White Lily, making a lewd wet noise fill the room, “Its Spiral Time…look into the center…it's drawing you riiiight in.”
White Lily couldn't help but follow what Pure Vanilla said, her eyes drawn to the swirling center where the colors met. She panted out a soft, “Center…”
“Good Dolly! Keep looking…feel it pulling and pulling and…pop!”
White Lily gasped loudly as the Spiral pulsed, and her cunt pulsed in time, clenching around Pure Vanilla's fingers. What…what was…she blinked owlishly why couldn't she-
Pop!
Another pulse left her confused and gasping, squirming in pleasure.
“Good Dollies need to be empty for the lessons! Bad thoughts get pulled away by the Spiral,” Pure Vanilla explained with a coo as another pulse rocketed through her, making her moan, “And leak out of your pussy. It feels so, so good to let the Spiral make you empty…Dollies don't need thoughts.”
“D…Dollies don't…don't need thoughts,” White Lily whispered out breathlessly, unable to stop herself as another pulse scrambled her brain. She whined as fingers were slowly removed.
“Shh…spread your legs wide,” White Lily's legs fell open automatically, “You let the Spiral in better like that…let the Spiral in and bad thoughts out.”
White Lily whined and squirmed but held her legs open, now empty cunt clenching around nothing with each pulse. A puddle of arousal was forming on the sheets as the pulses got closer and closer together. Why didn't she let it in before? It's so wonderful.
She didn't even notice the Beast Mistress enter the room.
Shadow Milk loved to watch her Dolls during Spiral Time. Watching her darling little thief whimper and moan, slurring out mantras as the Spiral fucked her mind into empty mush was so utterly adorable. Also watching White Lily struggle not to give in but eventually indirectly fall into the Spiral's thrall was also quality entertainment. Though, admittedly, she was getting sick of the resistance, hence why she wasn't just watching and touching herself tonight. She wasn't expecting to come in on this breathtaking sight, though.
Pure Vanilla’s helpful nature persisted, and she decided to help her fellow Doll into the Spiral's thrall. Shadow Milk felt a grin spread across her lips and floated over behind Pure Vanilla. This made her plans for tonight so, so much easier.
She groped large breasts, kneading them through the soft fabric of the sweet little dress Pure Vanilla was in today. Pure Vanilla went a bit limp, letting out whimpering moans as Shadow Milk pinched and toyed with her nipples. Pure Vanilla laid back against his bosom, lips parted tongue hanging out cutely.
“Sweet little Doll…look at you, helping your fellow Dolly finally give in to my pretty little Spiral,” Shadow Milk cooed, pressing her lips up the length of her neck, ending right next to her ear, “You want to help her more, don't you, Nilly?”
Pure Vanilla smiled and nodded, panting like a cake hound in heat, “Yes…yes Mistress…want to help White Lily be a good Dolly.”
Shadow Milk smiled, pressing a kiss to that diamond mark on Pure Vanilla's forehead, “Good girl…now I got you two a new toy. Go set up with Lily so you both can watch the pretty Spiral, Nilly.”
The Beast pulled the toy out of a portal and handed it to Pure Vanilla. It was flexible and curved, made of pulsing dark moon magic that made it cool to the touch. A rather lovingly crafted double ended dildo. Nothing but the bed for her sweet Dolls. This one was special.
Pure Vanilla drooled a bit looking at it for a moment before beaming up at Shadow Milk, “Thank you, Mistress!”
Shadow Milk let go of her breasts and watched her crawl over to the other former hero and licked her lips. She settled on the bed, watching as Pure Vanilla eased one of the dildo into White Lily's weeping cunt. It slid in like butter, and Shadow Milk unashamedly started rubbing her clit through her bodysuit.
At first this was just her plan for Pure Vanilla. Turn her other half into her obedient, cute little Doll. A gleeful, dripping puppet…but then White Lily decided to tag along into her Spire. That annoying little wannabe guardian. She was a thorn in Shadow Milk's side…but, she had to admit, she was just as gorgeous as Pure Vanilla, and Shadow Milk was a greedy, greedy woman. Two Dolls for the price of one. She was even merciful and wiped the memories of those three kids who tagged along as well and sent them home as promised. Not that either of her Dolls would care anymore, let alone remember.
Pure Vanilla moaned as she slid down on the other end, meeting White Lily in the middle. Her mouth dropped into a little ‘o’ and she and White Lily settled on their sides. Shadow Milk smirked as the dildo started pulsing with blue magic in time with the Spiral above, sinking into their very dough. She needed a better view.
A snap and both Dolls were utterly bare now, identical looks of mindless pleasure on their faces as their bare bodies rubbed together. They groped at each other, hips rolling automatically and wetness dripping from them both onto the bedsheets. Shadow Milk let out a low moan watching them, banishing her own clothes and sitting back, fingers slipping into herself as she watched her pets succumb to her magic and control.
Pure Vanilla couldn't stop her hips as they rolled together with White Lily's, their clits rubbing against each other, both their rolling matching the pace of the Spiral. They both squeezed and rubbed each other's behinds as their breasts pressed and rubbed together as they held each other impossibly close. The dildo seemed to always be rubbing against that special little spot deep inside her. It also pulsed. It pulsed like the Spiral but harder. It pulled on her thoughts harder, emptying them quicker.
“Look into…ah, each other's eyes,” She heard Mistress say, her voice heavy with arousal, and as seductive as always.
It was automatic, their eyes snapping towards each other and both their jaws dropped into identical expressions of mindless awe. White Lily's eyes reflected the Spiral…no, they were the Spiral, pulling Pure Vanilla deep into their depths. They pulsed when the dildo didn't, then the dildo would pulse after that. It pulled thoughts out without rest. She could feel White Lily pulsing steadily against her.
There were no thoughts, only desperate moans as they panted into each other's mouths, unable to stop each other's bodies from moving and seeking pleasure.
White Lily had no thoughts as she stared into the Spiral in Pure Vanilla’s eyes, the other Doll's expression locked into one of mindless bliss she knew her own face echoed. Tongue out, drool dripping down her chin and eyes slightly crossed.
Obedience is pleasure…pleasure is Obedience.
She doesn't know where the voice came from but it traveled through her like the pulsing.
She slurred out in time with Pure Vanilla, “O…Obedience…pleasure…pleasure…Obedience.”
You are an Obedient Doll.
“W…we are Obedient Dolls.”
Dolls don't think, only Obey Mistress.
“D…D…Dolls don't think…only Obey Mistress.”
Good Dolls.
Both White Lily and Pure Vanilla cried out as the pulsing got erratic for a moment, bringing them to a hard edge before stopping for a moment. Then it resumed its steady pace.
Good Dolls keep each other wet and Obedient.
“G…good…good Dolls…keep…each other wet…and Obedient.”
Good Dolls are addicted to pleasure.
“Ad…addicted to pleasure.”
Good Dolls must Edge…keep your Dolly brains mushy and empty.
“Must…must Edge…keep Dolly Minds…empty…mushy…”
Only Mistress matters.
“O…only Mistress…ma…matters.”
Good Dolls.
White Lily let out a sob of pleasure echoed by Pure Vanilla, their rutting getting more frantic until the pulsing calmed down again.
Let Mistress mold your minds and get rid of what doesn't matter anymore.
White Lily could feel Pure Vanilla squirm in anticipation against her, and she dug her nails into the smaller Doll's plump ass to force her back into the edging pace. They must edge.
“...Yes…please,” Pure Vanilla whimpered out, eyes fluttering for a moment. White Lily felt something screaming in the back of her mind, but it was thankfully silenced by another strong pulse from the dildo between her legs.
“Yes…,” She breathed out after a few moments.
When you cum you will forget all unnecessary things and let the Spiral enter your minds fully. You will keep cumming until you are fully blank.
Obey.
“Oh…Obey,” They both whimpered out, the pulsing getting so much harder now.
Cum, Dolls.
White Lily arched into Pure Vanilla, their clits throbbing against each other as they gushed around the dildo, both gasping as their eyes rolled back. All White Lily could see was the Spiral now. It was in her head! It was everywhere!
Wave after wave of pleasure hit her and she couldn't tell where her pleasure ended and Pure Vanilla's began. The Academy, her friends, Dark Enchantress, her mission…more and more disappeared until she was left empty. She was blank.
She slumped against Pure Vanilla, Spiral still filling her vision, filling her.
Mistress's word is law.
“Yes.”
There was nothing before Mistress.
“Yes.”
You were baked for Mistress.
“Yes.”
Cum.
White Lily gasped as her pussy spasmed in pleasure again. Tears formed in her eyes. It was almost painful, but felt so good.
You are a Doll…not a cookie.
Repeat and cum.
“I am a Doll…not a cookie,” White Lily entoned, gasping as she came again. She could hear Pure Vanilla's whines and feel her squirm against her.
Look at your fellow Doll.
The Spiral became transparent and she could see Pure Vanilla's again, her eyes still faintly reflecting and Spiral and blank, a blissful smile on her face.
Your pleasure is the same. Your pleasure is her pleasure and her pleasure is yours.
The dildo started to vibrate and they both whined and gasped, which turned into loud moans as the pleasure doubled for them both. More magic seeped into them, connecting them in more ways that the toy shared between them.
You are a Doll…keep cumming and repeating until told otherwise.
“We are Dolls,” They both droned out at the same time, followed by loud cries as they came together, bliss shared.
“We are Dolls.”
More cries and desperate rutting.
“We are Dolls.”
“We…are Dolls.”
“W…we are D…Dolls!”
Shadow Milk watched the pair lock into a feedback loop of bliss, groaning as she ground down on an inky black tentacle she summoned. It was fucking into her just right as she rubbed her clit.
Her Dolls were utter messes, barely able to string together words anymore and just kept babbling out ‘Dolls’. It was so utterly adorable. She moaned, letting out a few whimpers herself as the tentacle rubbed against her g-spot. Witches…this was the best idea she's had in centuries.
A few more hard rubs to her clit and Shadow Milk was cumming with a scream, clenching hard around the tentacle inside her. She slammed her hips down on to it, riding out her orgasm.
She panted, gripping the covers with shaking fingers. She blinked slowly, looking at the mess she made. She hasn't squirted like that in at least a century or two.
She reached up a hand and snapped her fingers and both Dolls went limp, like puppets who had their strings cut. They laid there panting, covered in drool, cum and sweat. She watched the toy glow before splitting, each former hero staying nice and stuffed full. Shadowy magic leaked from the ends of now separate dildos and wrapped around their cunts, creating an almost latex looking layer, molding to them and seemingly becoming one with their dough.
She grunted, slipping off the tentacle, which disappeared the minute she did, and crawled across the bed to her two Dollies. She smirked, and reached down, using her thumb to rub Pure Vanilla's shadow covered clit, it looking permanently aroused now. She whined and squirmed, and Shadow Milk's smirk became a grin as she watched White Lily squirm around too, whining and arching her hips tiredly into nothing.
That worked.
She reached down with her other hand and pressed her fingers into White Lily's folds, slowly pressing into the hole there. She sank her fingers in easily, feeling plush, warm, wet softness, like a toy made to mold to anything put inside her. White Lily whimpered, rocking weakly into the feeling. Pure Vanilla rocked too, eyes fluttering.
Good…the dildo worked as intended.
“Dolls,” She cooed out, not stopping her hands, enjoying their over-stimulated whines and twitching.
“Yes M…Mistress,” They both slurred out, looking up at her with blurry eyes.
“Every time Spiral Time begins you will be drawn to hold each other again, and your toys will become one again and you will share one mind,” She explained carefully, “One mind and one goal…to make you fellow Doll submit and learn. Understood?”
“Under…understood,” Both of them stuttered out, heads lulling against each other, white mixing with pale gold.
“Good Dollies…so nice and Obedient for me,” Shadow Milk cooed out with a smirk, rubbing and thrusting her fingers in and out faster. She drank in their sweet whimpers and whines. Such great heroes, reduced to simpering little sluts, eager for praise and attention from their Mistress.
“Cum and sleep, my good girls.”
Both of them let out weak cries. She could feel them both rock and pulse. White Lily squeezed hard around her fingers before going limp. Shadow Milk slowly pulled her fingers out and snickered, looking down at her fingers, coated in slightly transparent, glowing blue juices. She pressed her fingers into Pure Vanilla's lips and she sucked them clean on pure instinct, even in her sleep. She pressed a soft kiss to both of the slumbering Dolls foreheads, caressing their flushed cheeks and her smirk soften into a more tender smile as they nuzzled into her palms. She snapped her fingers and they were clean and tucked into a fresh blankets and sheets. She would bathe them properly in the morning. Her little Dolls were exhausted and she would hate to wake them. They shifted, curling up together, nuzzling their cheeks each others in their sleep and Shadow Milk could see the soft rolling of their hips under the fluffy duvet.
Such good little Dolls she made...they are nearly perfect.
Just a little bit more training and they'll be the most perfect marionettes she's ever made.