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Awesome storyline . Keep going. Your work is fantastic
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Our favourite developer found some time ^^
Victoria is Lilah, with some face modifications
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Urhh.. You are a god amongst men my friend !!
Dear fans, Don Corleone and I have developed a mini-game for Fashion Business. We hope you give it a try 
Here is the link:
https://f95zone.to/threads/fashion-business-fan-game-final-mando-logica.75531/
Here is the link:
https://f95zone.to/threads/fashion-business-fan-game-final-mando-logica.75531/
That Story part 4 ( see previous part here or jump to the beginning here)
Melanie approaches the car that was parked near the shooting spot, a company chauffeur opens the door for her and goes to the driving sit.
Melanie, delays closing the door to turn back to her two coworkers. She thanks them for their time and mentions that she might not be going watch Monica's auction tonight, she might be busy then.
Monica silently thinks about her situation while the secretary politely replies back to Melanie
Monica knows that Melanie is also an sex slave to the people behind Marcus and the others, she was even taken to the farm before. However, for some reason, The Group has placed Melanie as an elite commodity, she is summoned to very restricted underground events to serve the most powerful. For that reason, most people, including the general public and the secretary, don't even know Melanie is in a similar situation to Monica. To them, Melanie is a free and powerful woman.
Monica, on the other hand, was selected to be degraded and publicly scorned.The Group has made Monica lose everything, including her pride and self-respect.
<Thinking> "< Why can't they make me be a slave like Melanie? Is it because I tried to escape them for too long? Had I chosen to submit to them during that first conversation with Marcus, would I be where Melanie is right now? > "
She feels her heart sinking, she is filled with regret and sorrow.
Monica suddenly gets pulled away from her thoughts when she hears Melanie calling her name.
"Monica..."
"Yes, Melanie?"
"Make me proud tonight."
Before waiting for Monica to reply back, Melanie closes the door of the car and signals to her driver. Monica and the Secretary watch as the car leaves.
Shortly after, the Secretary turns to Monica.
"Isn't this weather great? I think we can take our time walking back to the building."
Monica just nods her head with a shy smile in approval.
"Since we already have you on a leash, I would like you to be my little doggy for the afternoon. You'll crawl your way to the office."
Monica hesitates, she starts staring at the secretary's hand that is pointing to the floor, and without having the courage to make eye contact, Monica starts speaking softly.
"Please... don't..."
The secretary raises an eye brown, she cannot believe Monica is talking back to her.
Monica continues. "The side-walks are very hot right now... " - Monica looks at the secretary with begging eyes - "Please let me walk on my feet. We can still go anywhere you want. If you want to shop, I'll be happy to serve by carrying your bags... I'll do anything."
The secretary inhales calmly while closing her eyes, as if trying to contain herself.
"... ... Turn around."
Monica feels panic storming into her body.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Monica starts whimpering while turning.
The secretary lets go of the leash and reaches into her purse to take out a Leather Strap.
She firmly holds Monica's hand and starts slapping her. The hits and Monica's screams resound around the plaza.
"You fucking idiot! You are not in a position to disagree!"
The secretary screams into Monica's ears between slaps.
"I don't care what you think of the side walk, you're not here to think!"
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm not here to think!"
Close behind them a group of students from the local College were in the process of coming back from an event with their teacher. Some are shocked with the sight of Monica screaming in pain, others were very pleased.
"Yeah! Way to go! You show that slut what's coming to her!" - says an enthusiastic student with glasses
"The poor thing" - says another.
"What do you want to do now?"
"I want to be your dog! I want to crawl!"
"Wrong!"
*Smack*
"What do you want to do?"
"I... I..."
*Smack*
"You want to do whatever I tell you to do"
*Smack*
"I want to do whatever you tell me to do!"
The secretary pushes Monica towards the floor. Monica doesn't resist and crouches.
She gives Monica one last big smack at the top of her head.
"You dimwit! You dropped the dildo."
"I'm sorry, I'm a clumsy idiot. I dropped the dildo."
"Pick it up, this side-walk is dirty and this dildo is worth more than you can afford, you bitch..." - The Secretary was technically right, that $10 silicon dildo was certainly worth more than Monica could afford, since she can't pay for anything anymore.
"You can't keep anything in place, can't you? That's why we don't give you clothes, you would probably ruin them too."
"I'm sorry." - Monica says while crawling towards the dildo
At the sight of this violent interaction, the students were going crazy, a lot of them were laughing, while others felt sympathetic for "the criminal". The teacher tried preventing the students from seeing this pathetic scene by covering the eyes of the closest student while telling the others to turn around, but they weren't listening to her.
As the teacher was struggling to control the students and prevent them from interacting with Monica, the Secretary intervenes.
"It's okay. They need to get used to her." - she says while pointing at Monica.
The teacher looks back at the Secretary, with a face of disgust.
"This is torture. This is not how you should be treating a fellow human being."
"Oh, you're misunderstanding the situation. We're that convincing, uhn? Monica Buckfett and I are coworkers. We're just acting, aren't we Tits?"
Monica looks up.
"Yes, this is just an act." - Monica forces a smile.
"We hope you are enjoying the show. Please watch me as I put this dildo in my ass."
Monica starts moaning loudly, to the point of sounding forced. She is trying to bring attention to herself as much as possible.
"Look at the size of that thing!" - Screams one student
The teacher sighs.
"Do you feel tortured, Monica?"
"I'm not being tortured, I'm happy. I like that I was given the opportunity to serve this city instead of being locked up in a jail somewhere"
"Do you want to wear clothes?"
"I don't want clothes. I like being naked, I like making people laugh. Being naked makes it easier for me to serve others with my body."
Once again, the feeling of dread and regret fills Monica's body. How many wrong decisions did she have to make in her life to get to the place she is in right now? Is there anyway out at this point? Probably not.
"I like pretending to be a dog. This makes me horny."
The secretary looks at the teacher and the students.
"Here's a lesson for you all. Monica Buckfett spent a lot of her fortune to get the life she has now. This is a one of a kind lifestyle.
She is a symbol of this city now, people travel from all over the world to see her in the streets. It's time for you all to learn to appreciate our culture more."
An awkward silence follows. The secretary pulls Monica's leash hard, causing her to lose her balance.
"Come on now, you gaping dumb ass. We have a long way ahead of us."
The students open the way for them.
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Monica and the Secretary walked for a long time that day. It looked like the Secretary was taking a lot of detours and was also intentionally crossing a lot of roads to force Monica to crawl on top of hot asphalt. Monica still can't believe that a person that used to look up to her so much a year ago, is now one of the people that makes her life a living hell.
As usual, random people at the roads kept throwing insults at Monica, or laughed at her sad display, but in return Monica would simply smile back and politely greet them.
Every now and then Monica would have to reach out to push her dildo deeper into her ass, to prevent it from falling. The secretary would not reduce her pace however, which would constantly cause Monica to lose her balance by the sharp pull of the leash on her neck. Monica knew she should not complain.
Through the entire length of that walk, Monica kept repeating to herself mentally.
"<I'm happy... I'm happy...>"
Melanie approaches the car that was parked near the shooting spot, a company chauffeur opens the door for her and goes to the driving sit.
Melanie, delays closing the door to turn back to her two coworkers. She thanks them for their time and mentions that she might not be going watch Monica's auction tonight, she might be busy then.
Monica silently thinks about her situation while the secretary politely replies back to Melanie
Monica knows that Melanie is also an sex slave to the people behind Marcus and the others, she was even taken to the farm before. However, for some reason, The Group has placed Melanie as an elite commodity, she is summoned to very restricted underground events to serve the most powerful. For that reason, most people, including the general public and the secretary, don't even know Melanie is in a similar situation to Monica. To them, Melanie is a free and powerful woman.
Monica, on the other hand, was selected to be degraded and publicly scorned.The Group has made Monica lose everything, including her pride and self-respect.
<Thinking> "< Why can't they make me be a slave like Melanie? Is it because I tried to escape them for too long? Had I chosen to submit to them during that first conversation with Marcus, would I be where Melanie is right now? > "
She feels her heart sinking, she is filled with regret and sorrow.
Monica suddenly gets pulled away from her thoughts when she hears Melanie calling her name.
"Monica..."
"Yes, Melanie?"
"Make me proud tonight."
Before waiting for Monica to reply back, Melanie closes the door of the car and signals to her driver. Monica and the Secretary watch as the car leaves.
Shortly after, the Secretary turns to Monica.
"Isn't this weather great? I think we can take our time walking back to the building."
Monica just nods her head with a shy smile in approval.
"Since we already have you on a leash, I would like you to be my little doggy for the afternoon. You'll crawl your way to the office."
Monica hesitates, she starts staring at the secretary's hand that is pointing to the floor, and without having the courage to make eye contact, Monica starts speaking softly.
"Please... don't..."
The secretary raises an eye brown, she cannot believe Monica is talking back to her.
Monica continues. "The side-walks are very hot right now... " - Monica looks at the secretary with begging eyes - "Please let me walk on my feet. We can still go anywhere you want. If you want to shop, I'll be happy to serve by carrying your bags... I'll do anything."
The secretary inhales calmly while closing her eyes, as if trying to contain herself.
"... ... Turn around."
Monica feels panic storming into her body.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Monica starts whimpering while turning.
The secretary lets go of the leash and reaches into her purse to take out a Leather Strap.
She firmly holds Monica's hand and starts slapping her. The hits and Monica's screams resound around the plaza.
"You fucking idiot! You are not in a position to disagree!"
The secretary screams into Monica's ears between slaps.
"I don't care what you think of the side walk, you're not here to think!"
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm not here to think!"
Close behind them a group of students from the local College were in the process of coming back from an event with their teacher. Some are shocked with the sight of Monica screaming in pain, others were very pleased.
"Yeah! Way to go! You show that slut what's coming to her!" - says an enthusiastic student with glasses
"The poor thing" - says another.
"What do you want to do now?"
"I want to be your dog! I want to crawl!"
"Wrong!"
*Smack*
"What do you want to do?"
"I... I..."
*Smack*
"You want to do whatever I tell you to do"
*Smack*
"I want to do whatever you tell me to do!"
The secretary pushes Monica towards the floor. Monica doesn't resist and crouches.
She gives Monica one last big smack at the top of her head.
"You dimwit! You dropped the dildo."
"I'm sorry, I'm a clumsy idiot. I dropped the dildo."
"Pick it up, this side-walk is dirty and this dildo is worth more than you can afford, you bitch..." - The Secretary was technically right, that $10 silicon dildo was certainly worth more than Monica could afford, since she can't pay for anything anymore.
"You can't keep anything in place, can't you? That's why we don't give you clothes, you would probably ruin them too."
"I'm sorry." - Monica says while crawling towards the dildo
At the sight of this violent interaction, the students were going crazy, a lot of them were laughing, while others felt sympathetic for "the criminal". The teacher tried preventing the students from seeing this pathetic scene by covering the eyes of the closest student while telling the others to turn around, but they weren't listening to her.
As the teacher was struggling to control the students and prevent them from interacting with Monica, the Secretary intervenes.
"It's okay. They need to get used to her." - she says while pointing at Monica.
The teacher looks back at the Secretary, with a face of disgust.
"This is torture. This is not how you should be treating a fellow human being."
"Oh, you're misunderstanding the situation. We're that convincing, uhn? Monica Buckfett and I are coworkers. We're just acting, aren't we Tits?"
Monica looks up.
"Yes, this is just an act." - Monica forces a smile.
"We hope you are enjoying the show. Please watch me as I put this dildo in my ass."
Monica starts moaning loudly, to the point of sounding forced. She is trying to bring attention to herself as much as possible.
"Look at the size of that thing!" - Screams one student
The teacher sighs.
"Do you feel tortured, Monica?"
"I'm not being tortured, I'm happy. I like that I was given the opportunity to serve this city instead of being locked up in a jail somewhere"
"Do you want to wear clothes?"
"I don't want clothes. I like being naked, I like making people laugh. Being naked makes it easier for me to serve others with my body."
Once again, the feeling of dread and regret fills Monica's body. How many wrong decisions did she have to make in her life to get to the place she is in right now? Is there anyway out at this point? Probably not.
"I like pretending to be a dog. This makes me horny."
The secretary looks at the teacher and the students.
"Here's a lesson for you all. Monica Buckfett spent a lot of her fortune to get the life she has now. This is a one of a kind lifestyle.
She is a symbol of this city now, people travel from all over the world to see her in the streets. It's time for you all to learn to appreciate our culture more."
An awkward silence follows. The secretary pulls Monica's leash hard, causing her to lose her balance.
"Come on now, you gaping dumb ass. We have a long way ahead of us."
The students open the way for them.
---
---
Monica and the Secretary walked for a long time that day. It looked like the Secretary was taking a lot of detours and was also intentionally crossing a lot of roads to force Monica to crawl on top of hot asphalt. Monica still can't believe that a person that used to look up to her so much a year ago, is now one of the people that makes her life a living hell.
As usual, random people at the roads kept throwing insults at Monica, or laughed at her sad display, but in return Monica would simply smile back and politely greet them.
Every now and then Monica would have to reach out to push her dildo deeper into her ass, to prevent it from falling. The secretary would not reduce her pace however, which would constantly cause Monica to lose her balance by the sharp pull of the leash on her neck. Monica knew she should not complain.
Through the entire length of that walk, Monica kept repeating to herself mentally.
"<I'm happy... I'm happy...>"
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Damn.. Can any of the amazing artists here make fanart of Monica's slum life(as a whore ofcourse).
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Mando Logica: are nipples expensive or why are they missing in many of your renders?
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Obviously there must be a yeti around who eats all the nipples before you can publish them ^^Good point! I have no idea
I made this post here as a reply to a comment in the main thread.
I thought it would be okay to share it here as well since it's a fan art post, hopefully you'll enjoy it : )
I thought it would be okay to share it here as well since it's a fan art post, hopefully you'll enjoy it : )
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I got more used to using collisions to help with the renders, these panties at the legs are possible thanks to that.
In this scene Monica and the client are discussing another go. (It's a continuation to this post here)
I'm thinking of posting some anal sex in the next post.
Or maybe this client has a friend... a 3-some could be a good one. I'm open for suggestions on how this next scene will play out.
In this scene Monica and the client are discussing another go. (It's a continuation to this post here)
I'm thinking of posting some anal sex in the next post.
Or maybe this client has a friend... a 3-some could be a good one. I'm open for suggestions on how this next scene will play out.
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