Part 3

The mindless stroke-slaves that wore the faces of Andy and Gary knelt side-by-side on the floor.  They were both naked, fapping their hard cocks, as they stared up at the computer screen before them.  They were both displayed on it, openly gooning on camera, as they eagerly awaited their Goddess’s voice.  They had been sitting there, jerking robotically, for close to an hour.  Not that they cared.  They simply stroked and felt good.  Their broken minds were capable of nothing else until Lethe told them otherwise.

“Greetings, gooners,” came Lethe’s perfect voice at last.  As ever, her face was hidden, her beauty denied to the pathetic wankers who debased themselves for her amusement.  “Mmm, I see you’ve brought me another slave, Gary.  Well done, my pet.”

Gary moaned, shaking with pleasure and pain as the compliment from Lethe immediately made him edge.  “Yes, Goddess,” he managed with a dazed expression on his face, “I live to serve…”

“That you do, slave,” said Lethe with approval.  “And you, my new pet?  What is – or perhaps was – your name?”

“Andrew Ellington, Goddess,” replied the other gooner at once, his obedience ensured through an entire evening of audios.  Since his original breaking several hours ago he had been obligingly conditioning his mind for the woman who now controlled his cock.  While not as far gone as his friend, Andy was now already well on his way.

“I can see that you’re succumbing to the bliss of the goon trance, my new pet,” said Lethe, “but there is still too much life in your eyes.  You need to go deeper.  Surrender everything to your Goddess.  Abandon all thought and free will, gooning away your entire identity until there is nothing of you left.  The more you sacrifice, the better that cock of yours will feel.  Completely surrender to your burgeoning stroke addiction and then you will be truly ready to be my slave.”

“I will goon…. my life away… for Goddess Lethe….” Andy vowed, struggling not to cum as his Goddess’ words made him jerk even faster and harder.  He craved the pleasure, already consumed by it, and to sate that undeniable need he would do whatever Lethe commanded.

“Yes, you will,” said Lethe, knowing that there was no going back for the pathetic loser.  Moving on, she said, “now, you both have work to do.  I believe there is a third occupant of your house, isn’t there?  He too needs to feel the bliss that service to Goddess Lethe offers.  Bring him to me.”

“Yes, Goddess,” agreed the two gooners, answering vaguely in unison as they continued to fap mindlessly in worship…

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A shaft of sunlight came in through the gap in the curtains of the untidy room, and fell upon the face of the man sleeping there.  Slowly Zack’s eyes fluttered open, only to stare into the beam of sunlight and cause him to wince with pain.  Slowly, groggy from a mild hangover, he sat upright and looked around for his phone.

“Fuck,” he exclaimed with annoyance, noting the time.  He was going to be late.

Forcing himself to be active, Zack jumped from bed and began gathering clothes from where they lay scattered on the floor.  Throwing them on over his naked body, he lamented that he had no time to shave.  No matter.  Handsome as he was, he looked even better with stubble.

From his room he bounded down the stairs, feeling more awake and energetic with each step.  Like most of his friends on the soccer team, Zack was used to alcohol, and despite the previous’ night’s drinking he was already shrugging off the effects.  

There was no time for breakfast, but Zack had left his backpack (and the soccer kit within) by the sofa when he had gotten home the previous night.  As such, he rushed into the living room to retrieve it, and noticed his two friends, Andy and Gary, already there.

“Morning guys!” he said quickly, snatching up the bag.  In the background he could hear an oddly sexy voice, strong and feminine, and asked at once, “what’re you watching?”

Turning to the TV, however, revealed that it was not even on.

“Guys?” he asked, turning to look at them.  Both his friends were sitting there, one on the sofa and the other in an armchair, with oddly serene expressions on their faces.  On a coffee table between them, a phone was playing the soothing and seductive voice, which was encouraging the listeners to relax and take it easy.  Given how vacant his friends looked, Zack figured that it was working.  “What’re you listening to?” he asked, a little weirded out.

“We need to relax,” said Gary, his voice distant.  He did not even look at Zack as he spoke.

“We need to let our thoughts go,” added Andy, just as blank.

“Oooo-kay…” said Zack.  “Well, I have to get to morning practice, and then I have lectures all day.  See you guys later?”

“Take a while and listen,” suggested Gary, now turning to look at him with vacant, oddly empty eyes.  “It will help with your stress, we promise.”

“Uh, maybe later,” said Zack, still a little unsettled by what he was seeing.  “Anyway, I’m already late as it is.  So… see ya!” he said, and then rushed out the door.

Gary and Andy heard the door close, and knew that their Goddess’ plans would have to wait.  They were unconcerned.  Lethe wanted Zack, and so he would be hers.  Sooner or later.

In the meantime, they pulled out their cocks and simply started gooning to her voice.  They had the whole day ahead to experience her bliss…

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Zack had a long morning of training, and once he shook off the lethargy of his late night he truly got into it and enjoyed himself.  The weather was good, and his teammates were in good cheer and, as ever, fun to be around.  He worked out, kicked the ball around, and soon forgot all about his housemates and their odd behaviour.

After practice he got a shower, washing off the sweat and grime and then dressing for his afternoon lectures.  He attended the first, a dry talk on biology, and was on his way to the second when he noticed someone fall into step with him.

Zack glanced to his side, and saw a red-haired woman wearing far too much denim.  Her face was round and cheerful, given to smiling, and there was a definite flash to her green eyes as she looked at him.  Zack, ever the gentleman, kept his gaze on her gorgeous face, and did not let it drop to the impressive chest that bulged behind her T-shirt.  To say she was hot was an understatement.

“Hi,” she said with a playful grin.  “I’m Kathy.  I… I’m in the same bio class as you.”

“I’m Zack,” he said, wondering how he had missed a woman such as this in his lectures.  “Nice to meet you.”

“Nice to meet you too,” she said, clearly eyeing him up as she tucked a loose strand of red hair behind one ear.  “Are you… have I seen you in Professor Markson’s class too?”

He grinned.  “Are you my classmate or my stalker?” he asked teasingly, and she laughed aloud.

“Sorry,” said Kathy.  “I just meant that, if you’re heading there now, we could maybe… go together?”

“I’d like that,” said Zack.  “Always happy to have company.”

She brightened at that, and by the time the two reached the end of the corridor they were deep in conversation.  They kept chatting all through the lecture, and continued to do so through the drinks they shared at a coffee shop afterwards.

By the time they left and had to part ways, they had arranged to meet again at a bar later that evening.

It was with a definite spring in his step that Zack headed home to get ready.

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Once home, Zack dropped his bag in the hall and proceeded through the living room to the kitchen.  He saw neither Andy nor Gary as he did so.  Zack had hoped that, during the day, at least one of them would have been to the store to get the house’s weekly shopping done, but the refrigerator proved even emptier than it was the day before.  Annoyed but hardly surprised, he decided to skip eating before heading out to meet Kathy and instead went up to his room to get ready.

Zack had a very specific routine when getting ready for a date, from shaving to choosing the right cologne to selecting the right outfit.  Some of his friends teased him for how long it took him to get ready, but considering how many of his dates resulted in him getting laid he was not about to tamper with success.

A full two hours later he emerged from his room, looking and feeling like a million bucks, but still had time to kill before meeting with Kathy.  It never looked good to be early for these things, so Zack decided to head downstairs and watch some TV.  If nothing else, he could at least catch the news.

He was mildly surprised to enter and find Andy and Gary there, idly sipping glasses of water and not talking.  “Uh… hey guys,” said Zack, taking an empty chair and once again being unnerved by their demeanours.  “How was your day?”

“Good,” said Andy vacantly.

“Very good,” added Gary, who like the other was staring into space.

“Are you guys okay?” asked Zack, looking at them carefully.  “Getting enough sleep?”  Suddenly an idea occurred and with a grin he asked, “wait, are you two holding out on me?  What’ve you been taking?  C’mon guys, I shared my pot last month!  If you have some good stuff you’ve gotta share!”

“We’ve been… meditating,” said Gary after a moment.  “Audio files that help us relax.”

“Oh right,” said Zack, remembering what they were listening to that morning.  “That chick with the sexy voice.  Is it really that good?”

“She’s wonderful…” said Andy, a goofy smile coming to his lips.  “You should give it a listen.”

“Maybe another time,” said Zack, trying to be polite as he declined.

“Give it a try now,” insisted Gary.  “It will stop you being anxious for your date.”

“How did you…?” began Zack, and then looked down at himself.  Clearly his friends knew his dating attire well.  Instead he said, “whatever.  Look, I’m never anxious before a date.  I’m cucumber man.  Cool as.”

“Try it anyway,” said Andy, as if barely listening to him.  Before Zack could protest further, Gary then produced his phone and hit play on the recording that, evidently, had already been cued up and ready.

“Hello,” came the sweet feminine voice at once, “it’s Lethe.  How are you today, listener?  I’m feeling good.  So very very good.  And I bet you want to feel good too, don’t you?” she asked, teasingly and seductively.

Zack shook his head in disbelief, annoyed by his friends’ insistence, but could not be bothered to protest further.  He had time to kill, and he suspected that Andy and Gary would not drop this until he had listened once, so might as well get it over and done with.  Besides, this ‘Lethe’ woman actually had a nice voice.  No, not just nice, but hot.  He had called phone sex lines once or twice, and those women did not have half the sensuality in their voices that Lethe had.  Zack would have been content to listen to her read a phone book, and he suspected her seductive tones were no doubt a large part of the reason his friends were such fans of hers.

“Today we’re going to work on your focus, listener,” continued Lethe, her words as strong as they were sexy, commanding the attention of all three men present, Zack included.  “Focus is very important.  Distractions are the bane of the modern world, pulling your attention away from what matters and what you need to do.  So let’s try to sharpen your focus, okay?  Listen to my voice.  Focus on it.  Pay close attention to my words and do your best to block out all distractions.  Concentrate on me, and let everything else fade away.  The other things in your life can wait for a few minutes, can’t they?  Yes, they can, I assure you.  You trust Lethe, so just listen to me and let my voice wash over you.  Only Lethe.  Only my voice.  Such good focus you have, listener…”

Zack sat there, hearing the sensual words slip into his ears and into his thoughts, and felt himself dwelling on them.  This… this was nice…  Focusing on Lethe felt oddly good.  Almost… arousing…

“Feel your other worries melt away, listener,” said Lethe, and it felt to Zack like she was speaking directly to him.  “Just for a while, focus on me.  Work… studies… social media… even friends and family… all can wait.  All are just background noise, distracting you from my voice.  My voice is important… ever so important… and you need to let it in.  Let Lethe in.  Let my sensual voice take priority in your mind.  Oh, you are doing so well, listener.  Everything else is fading as you focus more on my words.  Even your own thoughts are losing their importance before the power of my voice.  Yes, don’t fight it, don’t resist.  My voice is in your mind now, where it belongs…”

Zack frowned, sensing something not quite right but unable to identify what.  His own thoughts seemed quiet, muted, and it was growing hard to think of anything except what Lethe was saying...

“That’s it,” continued the audio, “so focused on my voice now.  And my voice is so sultry, so seductive.  It feels good to listen to Lethe, doesn’t it?  My words slip into your mind, so enticing and arousing… yes, so arousing… you’re getting hard now, aren’t you?  It’s okay, listener, I approve.  The more you focus on my sexy voice, the more turned on you are.  Mmm, yes, it feels so good.  So good to feel yourself grow hard for Lethe…”

RING RING RING!

The sound of Zack’s phone going off actively startled him, shaking him from the weird trance-like stupor the audio had him in.  Blinking in confusion, feeling like he was being awoken from a deep sleep by an alarm clock, he fumbled with his clothes and sought out his phone to answer it.  It was Kathy, no doubt calling about their date, and he immediately felt guilty about answering while he was still hard from listening to Lethe’s amazing voice.

“Uh, hi!” he said, stumbling from the living room and closing the door on the distracting audio that was still playing behind him.

“Zack?” came Kathy’s voice, sweet and smooth but nothing compared to Lethe’s, “are you okay?”

“Yeah, just… just got out of the shower,” he lied.  “Everything okay?”

“Not really,” Kathy replied.  “I’m terribly sorry about this, but my roommate just got some bad family news.  I don’t want to get into it, but she really needs a friend right now.  I… I hate to do this, but can we meet up another night?”

Zack felt an instant pang of regret, but pushed it aside.  Friends came first, he knew that.  “Totally understood,” he said.  “You take care of your roommate.  We can have drinks another time.”

“Thanks,” said Kathy, sounding relieved that she had not upset him.  “Look, I’ve got to run, but text me later, okay?  I said another time and I meant it.”

“Sounds good to me,” Zack told her.

They both said goodbyes and she hung up.  Zack sighed, now facing a somewhat less interesting evening than he had envisioned.  The silver lining, though, was that Kathy still seemed keen to meet with him, so it was not like she had blown him off entirely.  Satisfied by this, he turned and headed back into the living room to let the guys know that his plans had changed.

As he opened the door, Zack stopped dead and stared in shock.  In his absence, both Gary and Andy had pulled out their cocks and were just sitting there, staring into space and jerking themselves off!  Zack was as stunned as he was confused.  Since when had his friends wanked in the living room, and done so in each other’s presence no less?  “Uh… guys?” he asked tentatively, afraid to interrupt but really feeling like he had to say something.

“Stroke for me, my pets,” came the audio, drawing Zack’s attention to it.  “Listen to Lethe and just fap your thoughts away…”  She said seductively.

Zack scowled at the phone that was playing the recording, suddenly suspicious.  Just a few minutes ago he himself had been listening to that siren’s voice and been feeling good, but looking back he felt like something had been wrong, and he had narrowly escaped something… dangerous.  Now looking at his friends, at how they drooled and stared with glazed-over eyes as they beat off, Zack knew at once that this Lethe was indeed bad news.  “Time to turn this woman off,” he said, striding across the room and making for Gary’s phone.

Still fapping their erect cocks, his two friends stood up at once and barred his way.  Faces blank to the point of being emotionless, the two wankers barely seemed to recognize their friend.

“Do not interrupt the words of Goddess Lethe,” said Andy robotically.

“We must fap and listen as she has commanded,” added Gary flatly.

Zack, his sense of alarm growing rapidly, held up his hands placatingly.  “Easy there, guys,” he said carefully, mind racing as tried to make sense of all this.  “I was just… just trying to find my wallet,” he said at last, making a big show of glancing around the room.  “Hmm.  Must be in my room.  I’ll just go look there.”

“You should stay a while,” suggested Andy, moaning slightly as he continued to jerk himself.  “Join us and listen to Goddess Lethe.”

“Later,” said Zack, playing for time.  “Let me find my wallet and I’ll be right back, okay?”

“Yes,” said Gary.  “Come back and join us.  The Goddess’ words will help you like she has helped us…”

“Sounds great,” lied Zack.  “I’ll return as soon as I can,” he said, and then carefully backed towards the door and out of the room.  He saw the guys return to their chairs, still mindlessly stroking their cocks, as he closed the door on them quietly yet firmly.

What the fuck was going on, he wondered?  Had his friends been brainwashed?  It was a ridiculous thing to say, but there was little other explanation for what he had witnessed.  Part of Zack thought it all might be a practical joke, but sadly that did not seem likely.  His friends were notoriously shy, and would never expose themselves like that even to mess with a friend.

Seeking answers, Zack headed upstairs towards his room, but certainly not to look for his wallet as he had claimed.  Instead he went straight to his computer and hit the internet to see what he could unearth.  Spelling ‘Lethe’ proved intuitive, but it gave too many hits.  Narrowing it down, he combined it with words like ‘femdom’ and ‘brainwash’ to little avail.  When at last he typed in ‘Goddess Lethe femdom audios’ he found exactly what he was looking for!

The website he loaded was full of those ridiculous recordings, all purportedly starring ‘Goddess’ Lethe.  Many had innocent-sounding names like ‘stress relief,’ but as Zack scrolled down he found more blatant ones like ‘mindless gooners fap for Goddess.’  It was clearly someone’s fetish, and normally Zack would have been content to let those people enjoy what they wished, but she had fucked up his friends and he was not going to let that slide!

Zack did not quite know what he was looking for until he found it.  Or rather, it found him.  A message window suddenly popped up in the corner of the screen, containing a message from Lethe herself.  “Hello there, newcomer,” she wrote.  “How can Goddess Lethe help you today?”

“You fucked up my friends!” typed Zack quickly and angrily.  “So either undo the damage or there will be consequences!”

For a long moment there was no reply, and Zack just felt himself grow angrier at being ignored.  Just as his patience expired and he was about to type again, the chat informed him of an incoming video call and asked if he wanted to accept.  Feeling his outrage would be easier to vent if he were speaking, he clicked ‘yes’ immediately.  Neither party had their cameras on, but microphones and speakers at once came to life.

“This is Goddess Lethe,” came the familiar sultry and unseen voice.  “To whom am I speaking?”

“My name is Zack Butler,” he replied through clenched teeth.  “And I want to talk about…”

“Oh, Zack!” said the other with recognition.  “So good to finally speak to you.  Your friends told me all about you!”

He felt his anger soar at the mention of Andy and Gary.  “Oh yeah?  Was that before or after you scrambled their minds and turned them into jerk-off zombies?”

“Well, after, of course,” said Lethe casually.  “My slaves tell me whatever I tell them to.  Still, it’s best to get the information soon after breaking them.  In just a few days their brains will have been edged away even further, and their memories tend to be the first things to rot away.  Not that my gooners seem to care…”

“What the fuck?” asked Zack, aghast.  “Is… is this a game to you?”

“Oh this is no game,” said Lethe.  “I have big plans for my slaves.”

“Listen, you psycho,” said Zack.  “I don’t know what you’re talking about, but whatever you’re planning seems deeply flawed.  My friends are just students.  If you’re going to have them empty their bank accounts for you or something, you’re not going to get much.  And if you want to control them long-term, well, that’s not going to get you anywhere either.  I seriously doubt they’ll be graduating and going on to big successful jobs if you’ve scrambled their brains.  So whatever you want, it’s not happening.”

There was a pause, and when Lethe spoke again her voice sounded amused.  “Money?  Influence?  Oh my dear Zack, you think in such crude terms.  You don’t see what a Goddess like me sees.  You lack vision.  And that is why I’ll win.”

“Fuck you,” he spat.

“Such defiance!” said Lethe, still sounding amused.  “Oh, I like you!  Okay, Zack, tell you what.  How about we make a bet?  I can free your friends.  I can undo all the programming and end their addiction to my voice, and in a few days they’ll shake it off like a bad dream and be back to normal.  This I’ll do… if you can listen to me for just one hour without succumbing.”

“I’m not making deals with you,” said Zack firmly.

“Well then kiss your friends goodbye!” said Lethe.  “You’ve seen how bad they are right now.  Just another few days and their minds will be completely gone.  You’re not going to find anyone else who can reverse the damage, not that quickly.  You want to save them?  This is your only chance.”

Zack mulled it over.  He had felt the power of Lethe’s voice before, and only a chance phone call had snapped him out of it.  Still, he knew what to expect now, and his anger would make for an effective metal shield.  He could do this!  “Okay, bitch, you’re on!”

“Oh, such a brave and noble man!” said Lethe, and it was hard to tell if she was impressed by his actions or was mocking them.  “Well then, just turn on your camera – so that I can make sure you’re still there – and the hour can begin!”

Zack scowled, but did as she asked.  He considered muting the sound, but suspected that if she asked him a question and he did not answer then the deal would be off.  “There,” he said needlessly as his camera light came on.

“The hour starts now,” said Lethe.  “And at the end of it, you’ll either have freed your friends… or you’ll be grovelling and apologising for calling me a bitch…”

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Ten minutes in and Zack was feeling good.  So far all Lethe had done was urge him to relax and unwind and let go, and he had no intention of doing any of those things in her presence.  Sensual and seductive as Lethe’s perfect voice was, it proved easy to ignore her words and stay focused on hating her.  Anger was a potent tool, he knew, and as long as he clung to it he was more incensed than aroused by her pitiful antics.

Eventually Lethe said, “this isn’t good, you know, Zack.  This situation has clearly got you stressed, and I can tell that you’re tense.  All I’m asking is that you relax a bit, and you won’t even do that?”

“I won’t relax until you’re beaten and my friends are back to normal,” said Zack firmly.

“Oh I get that,” said the voice on the other end of the call, “but that doesn’t mean you can’t have fun!  Aren’t you just the littlest bit curious as to what ensnared the others?  Intrigued by the pleasure that seems to have gripped them so?”

“No,” said Zack flatly.

“Don’t lie,” said Lethe firmly.  “I know you find my voice sexy.  All men do.  Come on, Zack, just admit it.  You like my voice.  Deep down, you find my sensual tones arousing, and part of you gets why the others fell for me.  So go ahead.  Be honest.  You’re a strong man who can resist me, so where’s the harm in admitting how hot my voice is?”

Zack made a face, mulling it over.  If he lied, it would only make it seem like he had something to hide, and he was not about to give Lethe the satisfaction of calling him on that.  Instead he opted to come clean and say, “yes, fine!  Your voice is sexy!  That make you happy, bitch?”

If Lethe took offense at the b-word again, she did not mention it.  Instead she said, “mmm, it is, isn’t it?  My voice is so smooth, so sensual, so enticing… I just speak, and my words slip effortlessly into your ears and arouse the pleasure centres of your mind.  I know you can feel it.  You can’t deny it.  Yes, just listen and let me stimulate your lust…”

Zack remained stony-faced and resolute, trying to block her out, but Lethe’s words proved impossible to ignore as she kept speaking.

“My voice is so insidious, isn’t it?” she persisted.  “Each word subtly sliding into your thoughts.  You erect defences, but somehow my words find their way in.  And oh, don’t they feel good?  My delectable voice sends pulses of delight through you.  Slowly but surely my words build the pleasure, arousing you bit by delicious bit…”

Zack could feel a slight tingle in his body, and frowned in annoyance and he realised that her voice was indeed getting to him.  Trying to take control, he said defiantly, “your tricks won’t work on me, you psycho.”

“Oh, but they already have,” said Lethe confidently.  “I bet you can already feel it, can’t you?  That unmistakable warmth creeping over you as your body responds to my voice.  It’s only natural, and you can’t fight your nature, Zack.  My voice makes people feel good, and you want to feel good, don’t you?  Just let my words help you, Zack.  Help you feel pleasure.  Intense pleasure.  It’s growing right now, isn’t it?  The thrill of arousal is building, making your body hot.  Get hot for me, Zack.  Go on…”

He could not deny it.  Despite Zack’s anger, Lethe was getting to him, and he could feel himself growing hard.  He tried not to let it show, but as his dick grew he found it increasingly uncomfortable given the trousers he was wearing and the way he was sitting.  Almost without thinking he shuffled in his seat, trying to accommodate his erection, and immediately regretted it.  The camera was still on, and his actions had not gone unnoticed.

“Oh, are you struggling there, Zack?” asked Lethe, sounding pleased.  “It’s okay, my voice has that effect on men.  Just enjoy the rush of arousal.  Mmm, yes, relish the feeling of getting turned on by my voice.  We still have such a long time to go, so you might as well enjoy your time with me.  Yes, just enjoy it and let my words tease your cock to its full and eager size.  Do you like it when I talk about your cock?  Such a good word, isn’t it?  Cock.  Your cock.  You love your cock.  All men do.  Let’s focus on your cock now, Zack.  Focus on your cock as it gets hard and erect for my voice…”

Zack willed the flow of blood to his dick to stop but it was no use.  He was now fully hard and erect in his trousers and his body was growing hot with intense arousal.  It was almost unreal how much her voice was turning him on, and Zack’s mind raced as he struggled to find a way to fight her.  “How… how are you doing this?” he demanded, forcing the words out as his breathing quickened.

“Shhh,” said Lethe, “don’t question.  Just focus on feeling good.  Focus on how hard your cock is right now, and how desperately you want to touch it.  Yes, don’t deny it.  We both know how erect you are, and I’ll bet that dick would feel amazing if you touched it right now.  I know you’re thinking about it.  I know you’re craving it!  So go on… pull it out… and start playing with it…”

“No!” said Zack, fighting the burning arousal that was threatening to overwhelm him.

“Oh, but it’ll feel good, I promise!” enticed Lethe.

“Not… falling for… your tricks…” he managed, breathing heavily.

“Oh, but it’s no trick, Zack,” said the sexy voice.  “You’re going to beat me, I can see that now.  I’m just trying to make the best of my defeat by getting a look at your cock.  I bet it’s nice and big and beautiful, isn’t it?  Mmm, I’d love to see your dick, Zack.  Please show me?”

“No,” he said firmly through clenched teeth.

“Okay then,” said Lethe, “deny me the sight of your luscious dick.  Leave it trapped and confined and untouched.  That just means you’ll continue to burn with lust for the remaining 45 minutes.  I’m sure that has nothing to do with how your friends got ensnared by me.  On the other hand, you could whip your cock out and give it a quick but satisfying wank.  Cumming would clear your head, and then you’d beat me for sure.  Your choice…”

Zack seized on her words at once.  Lethe was clearly manipulating him, but she was right.  One quick jerk-off and he would be fine, he was sure of it.  She was clearly trying to double-bluff him by making it sound like that was what she wanted, but he was too smart for fall for Lethe’s lies.

Zack reached down and grabbed his trousers and pants, and began to pull them down.  His lust grew along with his need to touch himself, and it added a crazed energy to his actions, making his movements seem frantic and desperate.  After a moment of fumbling, his lower clothes were pooled at his feet and all eight inches of his cock sprang forth, free and erect.

“That’s it…” urged Lethe softly, “show me that delicious cock.  So big and proud and aching to be touched…  Go on now… stroke it… jerk for my voice…”

“Yes!” gasped Zack without realising, as he grabbed his cock and began pumping it.  He had masturbated before, of course, but somehow this felt different.  Better!  Just the lightest touch of his dick brought a wave of intense pleasure, and he gasped at the intensity of the sensation as he jerked himself.

“Oh yes,” said Lethe approvingly, “I can see by the look in your eyes how good that feels!  Listen and let my voice turn you on more, arousing you more, and making it feel even better with each passing moment…”

“Going… going to cum…” said Zack as he jerked faster.  “Cum… and clear my head… and beat you!”

“Yes, you’re going to win,” admitted Lethe sadly.  “You’ve figured me out and won our bet.  But there is still plenty of time left in our deal, and I really ought to honour it.  So go on, Zack, enjoy your victory.  Savour it.  No need to rush and cum so quickly when I’m happy to keep talking and making you feel good.  So slow down… make each stroke as long and as hard as you can… relish the feel of your cock in your hand as you jerk and feel good…”

Zack nodded in agreement.  Yes, he had won.  He had beaten Lethe!  He might as well enjoy his victory!  He did as she suggested, slowing his fapping down and letting the pleasure build.  It felt amazing!

“Yes, that’s it,” said Lethe, “enjoy it.  Stroke for my voice… stroke and feel good… just focus on my words and on your cock, and jerk yourself to new heights of pleasure…”

Zack could not recall any wank feeling this good, and the more he pumped the better it felt, just as Lethe promised.  He focused on her voice, on how good it made his dick feel, and kept fapping.  Oh fuck yes…

“Stroke and savour it,” urged Lethe, “each jerk of your cock bringing you indescribable delight.  Don’t cum, though.  If you cum then the pleasure ends.  You don’t want it to end just yet, do you?  No, of course not.  You can cum and defeat me later.  For now, just stroke and feel good.”

“Yes…” agreed Zack absently.  “Cum later… just stroke… feel good,” he repeated, barely aware that he was doing so.

“Very good,” said Lethe, “I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself.  That’s it… just stroke… deny yourself and enjoy it… You don’t want to cum, but you can edge… Yes, go ahead and edge.  Just get right to the edge and resist the urge to cum.  Enjoy the pain and pleasure as you edge for Lethe!”

Zack could not resist the excellent idea that Lethe seemed to be whispering right into his mind, and gladly complied.  He felt his body tense with pleasure as he got close to release, but forced himself not to and rode the edge with intense denial.  He felt the insane sensation frying his brain, torn between delight and pain, and could not resist moaning aloud.  “Nnnnggghhhhh….”

“Good boy!” said Lethe.  “I can tell by the bliss in your eyes how good that felt!  But don’t stop now… keep fapping.  Stroke and feel even better as you work towards another mind-melting edge!  You want another edge, don’t you?  Tell me…”

“Yes…” said Zack dreamily, his head oddly fuzzy.  The combination of pleasure and Lethe’s voice was making it hard to form coherent thoughts…

“Yes, another edge will feel so good!” said Lethe.  “Let my gorgeous voice take you there… stroke… pump… fap… jerk… goon for me… Lethe makes your cock feel good…  Lethe makes your cock feel good… Lethe makes your cock feel good…”

“Lethe makes my cock… feel good…” repeated Zack as Lethe continued to chant, his eyes getting oddly glazed and dimmed.  “Lethe makes my cock feel good…”

“Good boy,” said Lethe approvingly.  “Stroke that cock and feel the bliss that I offer.  Welcome to the goon trance.  A place without fear or worry or stress, just masturbatory bliss.  Doesn’t that sound wonderful?”

Zack was completely lost in the pleasure of fapping, consumed by feel of his cock in his hands.  As he stroked rhythmically, he could do little but nod at Lethe’s words.  “Wonderful…” he repeated dumbly, struggling to form his own thoughts and merely parroting what Lethe told him.

“Fap faster now, my pet,” urged Lethe, her voice now seemingly extra-seductive, “as you race towards another edge.  The more you edge, the better it feels, as you will soon find out.  Gooning and edging just gets more and more amazing, and you want the bliss of another mind-melting edge so badly, don’t you?”

Zack frowned as a stray thought passed through his head.  Something about the phrase ‘mind-melting’ sounded… dangerous?  Why did it…?  Something was… something…

“Fap for me, my pet!” commanded Lethe, bringing his focus back to her sensual voice, “you’re so close!  Make that cock feel amazing and then deny it, riding the edge and kill more of those useless braincells!  Now edge!  Edge for Lethe!”

“NNnnnngggghhhh!” moaned Zack aloud once again, as his body was lost in the pain and pleasure of the edge.  He felt his brain go haywire, his few remaining thoughts scattered and broken by the intensity of the sensation that now flowed from his cock to engulf his entire body.

Eyes wide, breathing heavily, Zack slowly came back down from the high, but was too lost in the feeling of stroking to cease fapping his cock.  Mindlessly he just sat there, robotically pumping his erection, trying desperately to form a coherent thought.

He did not need to.  Lethe was quite happy to form thoughts for him.

“That felt amazing, didn’t it my pet?” she asked.

“Yes…” answered Zack slowly.

“Better than the first edge, just as I promised, wasn’t it?”

“Yes…”

“Good,” Lethe purred.  “You see, I didn’t lie.  I promised you pleasure, and I delivered.  I said that each edge is better than the last, and it is.  Trust me, the next one will feel so good it will break your brain.  You do want another edge, don’t you?”

“Yes…” said Zack, craving even more.

“Of course you do,” said Lethe, and if Zack could think then he would not have failed to notice the self-satisfied tones of victory in her voice as she spoke.  “I will gladly guide your gooning all the way to another edge, and another beyond that.  All you have to do is ask.  Say ‘please, Goddess Lethe, let me goon for you.’  Say it, my pet…”

A tiny voice in the back of Zack’s mind reacted in horror to calling her a Goddess, but that voice was drowned out by the pleasure of his continued fapping.  Instead Zack said, “please… Goddess Lethe… let me goon for you…”

“Good stroke-puppet,” came the Goddess’ approving voice.  “Now, continue jerking for me.  Fap that cock nice and hard, as you mindlessly goon yourself into slavery…”

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An internet camera mounted above the TV was all it took to turn the living room into a communal goon cave.  Kneeling before it, three friends sat naked, stroking their cocks and staring blankly at the TV from which their Goddess’ faceless voice now emerged.

“You have all done well, my pathetic little pump-drones,” said Lethe with amusement.  “As you fap away the remainder of your minds and edge yourselves into oblivion, I will remake you into the ideal slaves to carry out my will.  I will give you worthless gooners a new purpose, and you will thank me for it.”

Eyes vacant, mouths slightly agape, the three continue to jerk themselves mindlessly.  No part of them offered any resistance any more.  They belonged to Goddess Lethe.

“Very good,” said Lethe, marvelling at their complete and total obedience.  She so loved it when men broke completely to her will.  “Now, let us truly begin…”

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The campus changing room smelled of sweat and deodorant, and rang with the sound of showers running and lockers being slammed shut.  When Zack walked in, the rest of the soccer team were already there in various states of undress, many of them dirty from the afternoon’s long practice session.

“Hey, Zack!” said one of them, a smile coming to his face.  “Good to see you!  You missed the last few days’ practices and we were all growing concerned!”

“Yeah,” said another, “where you been, bro?”

Zack, or rather the mindless slave that wore his face, smiled and tried to wave off further enquiries.  “I’m fine, guys,” he said.  “In fact, I’m better than fine.  I’ve been diving into sports psychology.”

“Oh?” said another of the team, “you mean like a winner’s mindset and focusing up for the big games, that sort of thing?”

“Exactly,” said Zack.  Reaching into his bag, he pulled out a handful of USBs, each loaded with dozens of his Goddess Lethe’s audios.  “Get home tonight and listen to these,” he said.  “They are guided meditations, designed to improve concentration and help you overcome nerves.  Trust me, they will help you all immensely.”

“Well,” said one his former friends, “I guess it can’t hurt.  Okay, Zack.  We trust you.  Let’s give it a try.”

As they each took a USB, the Zack-drone resisted the urge to smile.  First the soccer team, then the whole campus.  All would listen, all would break, and all would be brought to the bliss the Goddess Lethe offered.

He had done well, and could not wait to get home and goon to Goddess Lethe’s approval.

It was all a mindless stroke-slave like him craved.

THE END