Slaves and Telepaths: Part 2 The Collections Chapter 4 "So then where's our first victim, um interviewee?" Teresa inquired. I smiled. "About a half hours drive from here." "You scoured the country looking for slave girls and one of the twenty favourites is in the nearest town. Okay who is she?" We reached the waiting car and I passed a slip of paper to my driver before getting in. "Her name is Jessica Howard, she's only sixteen, so she's just legal, but she has a problem that she hopes a strong master will force her to face." "Which is?" "She's dyslexic to the point that no program has managed to cure her of her dyslexia in any way, she is totally illiterate." Teresa looked at me, a shocked expression on her face. "Do you think you can help her?" I shrugged. "At the very least I can make her life better. Assign a rotating schedule to help her or something." I turned away, staring out the window, wondering if I was doing the right thing with young Jessica. Only time would tell. My manor, the mansion I had grown up in, was in the hills about thirty minutes from the town of Towsen Hills. Towsen was a decent sized town, with a small airport. While the airport didn't get a lot of traffic, other than a few tourist flights out around the hills, it stayed open all the time because of the private jet my father had permanently stationed there. After a long trip we arrived at the Howard household. It was a small house that, with a little digging, I had discovered was mortgaged, probably to pay for their attempts to cure Jessica. I wondered what it must be like in her position, then it occurred to me that I didn't want to know. Teresa and I walked up to the front door. The woman answering the door had seen better days, I could see that once she could have been a beauty contestant, but the worries of everyday life had dimmed her fire. "Mrs Howard, I presume." "Yes," she answered. "And you are?" "I'm Jonathan Reel, I talked to you about Jessica." Her face brightened. "Oh, of course." She ushered us in and closed the door. "My husband's out tonight, so you don't have to talk around, umm, it." I nodded. "Thank you, if you don't mind, I'd like to talk to Jessica alone. This is my, well first slave Teresa, she's helped me organise this, so she should be able to answer any questions." Mrs. Howard nodded. "Of course, I'll take you to her room." Jessica had the same potential her mother had, only in her it wasn't time that had caused her dimming. Jessica sat on her bed looking dejected. To most people she would have looked ordinary, plain, but I could see that with a little effort she could become a truly beautiful young lady. However her problems had left her with so little self-esteem that the she simply couldn't be bothered. Looking at her I could see her unkept black hair flowing around her head, a little bit of feeding up and exercise would give her back her figure. I knew I could like this girl. "Hi Jessica, you know who I am don't you." Jessica took a deep breath. "Yes, your the rich man who I asked to take me as a slave." I looked at her for a few seconds. "Jess, may I ask how much your mother influenced your decision to come." Jessica sighed. "She pointed out the possibilities but when I embraced the idea she argued against it, but helped me write the essays, I never told her about the recording though." I sat down next her, gently putting my arm about her. I peeked into her mind, finding confusion and indecision. I placed my hand on her chin and pulled her head round to face me. I gazed into her deep brown eyes. "Jessica, I'm about to tell you something very important, and you won't be able to tell anyone." Quickly I told her about my abilities, explaining what it would mean to the my slaves. "Do you still want to be my slave?" Instead of the shock I expected, she got a thoughtful look on her face. "You could make me want to be your slave, take anyone in fact, but you asked me." I said nothing, just waited. "I'm not sure, I want you to make me do something I wouldn't just to see what's it like." I looked into her mind. She saw possibilities, but wanted proof. I also saw that she was a true virgin, having no sexual experience at all. An idea quickly formed, I removed Jessica's ability to move or make a sound, then stood up, leaving the room. I moved down to the lounge where Teresa and Mrs Howard talked. Jessica's mother was quickly modified not to notice what was about to happen and to think nothing of our being in her daughter's room. Without asking Teresa returned with me to the now scared Jessica. I smiled, and answered her unvoiced question. "No there is more." I took over Jessica's body, causing her to stand, then perform a slow strip, with both Teresa and I watching. Trapped within her own body, Jessica was shamed by her actions, and feeling very aroused. Jessica naked was a beautiful sight, although I still thought she was a little on the slim side. Jessica's left hand moved up to start fondling her breasts. I brought her head up to gaze at Teresa and I, while her free hand snaked between her legs. Now Jessica looked like the picture of Aphrodite (I think) standing in a giant clam shell, except that Jess was busy playing with herself, not being modest. I moved Jessica to another point in the room, her hands still busy, then lay down on the bed to watch her. I looked at Teresa. "Give her then best introduction to lesbian sex you can Teresa." Teresa stripped her clothing off, then approached the helpless girl. First Teresa stopped Jessica playing with herself, then grasped her head and pulled her into a deep passionate kiss, to which Jessica could not help but respond to. I quickly made it so that her body responded to Teresa's actions as if she were a willing and eager part of the seduction. Teresa kept kissing her partner, then started playing with Jess's breasts. Then one of Teresa's hands found it's way between Jessica's legs. Teresa broke the kiss. "Our new slave is very wet, isn't she?" Jessica, head leaning back from the kiss responded with a strong "Yes mistress," much to Teresa's surprise. "Has little slave Jess come yet?" she inquired, a smile on her face. "Yes mistress." "How many times tonight?" "Twice mistress." "When?" "When I first touched myself and again when the master said you were to play with me." Teresa looked over at me, a questioning look on her face. I shrugged. "Wasn't me!" Teresa looked at the slave girl. Then knelt before her, gently inserting a finger between her legs and starting to play with her. I caused Jessica to pull her head forward and gaze down at the woman in front of her. Teresa glanced up. "Oh, Jessica love, why don't you get your hands busy and play with your breasts." Jessica's hands moved to massage her own breasts. After a short period Teresa gave up on using her hands, forced Jessica's legs further apart and started using her tongue on her clit. A short time later Jessica moaned quietly, signalling her third orgasm of the night. "Stop, both of you," I ordered. Teresa stopped licking and moved away from the slave girl. Jessica's hands stopped mid-squeeze. Teresa stood up and looked over at me. "I guess it's time for the master to get some." I smiled at her. "I guess so." I indicated for her to come over. Teresa knelt next to the bed, unzipped my pants and gently took my rock hard member out. She gripped it her hand, and started by giving it a kiss, then a lick, moments later the head passed between her lips. Her tongue teased the end of my cock while her hands massaged and stroked my shaft and balls. After a few seconds I realised that Jessica was being left out, so I sent a few commands to her. Immediately she crept over to Teresa and knelt behind her. The young slave girl put a hand on one of Teresa's arse cheeks while the other went between her own legs, moments later she buried her face in Teresa's sex. The three of us continued for a while before I came triggering the orgasms of my two slaves, thanks to some mental programming. We lay there for a while, I with my legs hanging over the edge, Teresa and Jessica cuddling at my feet. I sat up and looked down at the two women. "Well, did you enjoy yourselves." Jessica looked up at me, her face still covered in Teresa's cum. "Yes master, thank you master." Her eyes were positively glowing. I smiled down at her. "I have a contract for you, have your mother read it to you, then contact me." I passed her a card with my celphone number. "We'll arrange to have you and your stuff moved to the mansion. Won't be for a month though." Jessica looked downcast. "I'll miss you master." "And I'm going to find it hard waiting for you."