Tim, the Teenage MC
By: Rass Senip
rass_senip@usa.net
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>This posting contains:
Chapter IV: 9th Grade, Spring 1986 - Brad and Sandi
Part 1 - Sharing With My Buddies (mc, hyp, mm-TP-Mast)
Part 2 - Brothers and Sisters (mfmm-TP-Mast, f-solo w/toys, mf incest)
Part 3 - Your Sister, Your Slave (mc, incest mf, mfmm)
>The next posting contains:
Chapter V: 9th Grade, Spring 1986 - The North Mansion
Part 1 - Mother, Father, and My Lovers (mc, oral mf & ff)
Part 2 - Are You Free This Evening? (Or A Slave?) (fff, mm foreplay)
Part 3 - Chains of Slavery (mc, mf)
Part 4 - Pop Go the Cherries (fm, mmf)
Part 5 - Sex Goddess I Call Mom (oral mF)
Part 6 - Winding Up Another School Year (mfm)
(TP-Mast = Telepathic sharing while masturbating)
>See the Table of Contents (TOC) posting for a complete list of
all Chapters released so far and information on posting format.
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Chapter IV: 9th Grade, Spring 1986 - Brad and Sandi
Part 1 - Sharing With My Buddies
(mc, hyp, mm-TP-Mast)
Two weeks later on the first day of spring, Joey and I were sitting at my
kitchen table after having our after school snack. Joey was twirling my coin
slowly, concentrating on it.
"I still don't get anything. It... just makes my fingers feel warm and tingly.
That's all.."
"Come on, Joey. You're right there. I can see it in your head. You're just
right at the edge of getting it."
He sat there, struggling, concentrating, even going a little bug eyed. He still
couldn't bridge that gap.
"Aaaccck!" he said suddenly, dropping the coin and putting his hand over his
left eye and forehead.
"What?!" I said. I was having problems getting his thoughts. Something
disrupted them.
"My head hurts..." He was then holding his head with both hands. "Shit, Tim.
I think I strained..... Ow, ow, OW! SHIT!"
He almost slammed his head onto the table, and had his arms wrapped around the
back of his head.
"Joe? Come on, Joey. Speak to me. I can't get in your head," I said starting
to panic.
His response was only to groan and rock his head back and forth.
I kept trying to focus on Joey's mind, but it wasn't making sense to me. It was
there, but his pain seemed to be confusing his thoughts enough to confuse my
own. I kept sensing something, but every time I tracked it down, it turned out
to be from the coin, not Joey.
"The COIN! Joey here... Hold the coin!" I said, forcing it into his hand.
"Uuuuuggggh" he said. The coin did seem to be helping. Either that, or it had
been a coincidence that the pain started to reduce.
After a few minutes, I was able to access his thoughts. It was a little weird
feeling at first. Sorta like walking into your own room where everything there
was familiar, except someone had painted it all bright pink.
Joey sat up, and wiped his tears from the pain on his shirt sleeve.
"Shit, I need some aspirin..." he said.
I got him some, and asked, "You feeling okay? Your head feels kinda strange."
"Yeah, I think so. But could you turn off that radio? It's driving me nuts."
I looked at him like he was already nuts as he swallowed the aspirin with his
soda.
"Uh, Joey? The radio isn't on..."
"Huh? Then what am I hearing?"
I poked around his senses, but wasn't getting anything from his ears.
"I can't hear anything, and your ears aren't either. What does it sound like?"
"A bunch of noise... Sorta like someone talking gibberish. No full words,
just... like part of words. But they're not English words either.."
"Hmmm," I said, getting up and walking around the table.
"Hey, I gotta go pee," Joey said, getting up. "I almost did it in my pants a
few minutes ago."
As he started walking into the living room towards the bathroom, he stopped.
"What?" I asked.
He turned around, his face with an expression of concentration. "The noise...
When I walked out of the room, it like... got softer."
He walked back to the table, turning his head like he was trying to pinpoint a
noise. "Shit. You're right about it not being a sound. I turn my head and it
doesn't fade or anything, you know?" He started to take steps forwards and
backwards, then left and right.
"What are you doing now? You look like a bumper car who's been surrounded."
"I'm trying to home in, dork." He started doing his little shuffle making his
way around one side of the table. When he started to keep going past the table,
he stopped, turned around and said, "Holy Shit, Tim! I think it's... the coin!"
We both stared at the red coin sitting on the table where he had left it. I
reached out with my mind, and felt the coin. It did almost feel like it was
talking gibberish.
"Yeah, I guess you can say it's spitting out parts of words. But more like...
the letters words are made out of," I said.
"Wow! Hey, I guess you were right. I was just right at the edge. I didn't
know it was gonna hurt to cross it though..." Joey said, not taking his eyes off
the coin.
"Hey, pick it up and find out how it feels to ya now," I suggested.
"Okay," he said as he did so. "Uhm... warm tingly. Maybe a little stronger,
but not anything really.... wait a second.."
I waited a lot longer than a second. More like over a minute, and then he just
sank down in the chair and closed his eyes. I let him take his time.
After I sat down with him, I could feel his concentration in the air. It felt
almost electric.
"Whoa, Joey.. I can feel you thinking without..... What the.. You're picking
up something... or something.. What is it?"
He stayed silent, motionless. I would have been worried if I hadn't been able
to feel his mind working like some kind of supercomputer. I kept trying to
probe what he was doing, but it was... incomprehensible to me. All I got was a
bunch of weird shapes, spinning, turning, sometimes colliding with other. He
kept doing the same thing over and over, but each time with a different shape or
pair of shapes.
Finally, Joey made a grimace of discomfort. I felt the electricity in the air
fade away, then he opened his eyes and made a face of dire need.
"What? Does it hurt again?" I asked as he got up kinda funny.
"No, man. I gotta pee!" he said. He hobbled to the bathroom as fast as he
could.
"What were you doing?" I called after him. "What was all those shapes you were
twirling in your head?"
"I was.... ahhhhhh..." he said as he released his bladder. "I was trying to fit
shapes to those... things coming out of the coin. I think I've got three of
them figured out. Hey, go get some paper and a pencil. I want to draw them."
"Okay.. Hey, you mean you can see the symbols?" I asked as I ran and got some
paper from my room.
"Yeah, I guess you can say that. Not really see them, just sorta feel their
shape. Sorta like I'm a blind man with those magnetic numbers and letters you
get as a kid. I pick one up and run my fingers over them. Except..." He
paused as he zipped up and flushed.
"Except they are like flying in the air, and they don't stop for me to feel
them. I have to keep feeling them as they fly by. And they don't seem to
repeat in any order.
"But I think these three are right," he said as he sat down and took the pencil.
"They were repeated a lot, and I think they go together more than others. Sorta
like.... uhm... what's a word used a lot..."
"Sex?"
"No... stupid. Like, uhm... I know! Like 'the'. You use it all the time.
See? I just used it. And it's part of a bunch of other words too. Like 'they',
'there', uhm..... I know there are others.."
"Yeah, okay... Do you have any idea how many different symbols there are? I
mean, maybe if there are twenty six, they could just be the alphabet, but with
goofy shapes. If we could figure out what letter stands for which, we could
like figure out what it is saying.."
He stopped drawing a moment to think. "I.. don't... think they could just be
translated like that. I'm pretty sure there are more than twenty-six of them.
More like two hundred and six. Maybe more."
"Oh..." I said. I watched him as he kept drawing, then erasing, then drawing
again. It took him a while, but after staring at the three figures on the paper
for almost three minutes without making any changes, he sighed and put down the
pencil.
"Okay, I guess that's right.. " he said, passing the paper to me.
I sat there, staring at what would become the very first of thousands of such
symbols Joey and I would record in the next several years. But for now, the
figures on that piece of paper were strangely familiar, but a mystery to me as
to what they were about.
"Hey, do you remember my nightmare? The part about when the man was taking me
over? I saw symbols sorta like these... I wonder if.... Hey! And when my mom
was trying to force me to live in the nurse's office... I remember! The
command she was using! It was a SYMBOL!"
"You mean, these things are what you use to... control people with?"
"I think so. I mean it would make sense, I guess. I've only seen them in my
dreams though."
"Hey, try making my hand open and close, and I'll try and see if I can get
anything from you.." Joey said excitedly.
"Okay.." I waited as he closed his eyes and started to concentrate.
"Shit," he said opening his eyes. "All I can feel is the coin."
"Okay, I'll just put it in my room."
When I came back, Joey was already concentrating. I felt like I had walked into
a room that was built out of a huge TV screen. The closer I got to Joey, the
stronger the tingly feeling from a screen's surface became. There really wasn't
any static electricity, it just felt like it.
I started to make Joey's hand clasp and unclasp. I didn't try to see what was
going on it Joey's head, just in case that would interfere with his sensing of
the hand commands. His hand was starting to get tired, so I had it move onto
the table and just tapped his index finger. I got bored with that after ten
minutes, so I started to tap each finger in order, then tried to do it faster
and keep them going without a pause between his index finger and pinkie taps.
"Hey, not so fast. I can't catch them like that.." Joey muttered.
I slowed them down, and just kept the pattern up for a while. I finally was
bored out of mind enough that I started to get a little horny. I moved his hand
down to his crotch, and had it squeezing it. It was a repeating pattern, and I
was beginning to wonder if Joey was even noticing it.
Finally, he just grinned, and gave out a frustrated huff. "You know, it's kinda
hard to to concentrate while you're doing that."
"I'm not doing it.. It's your hand.."
He opened his eyes and said, "Well I'll need my hand if I'm going to draw
these.."
We spent the next couple of hours just working on the hand symbols. He kept
having me do a certain movement of his hand whenever he couldn't remember the
shape of the symbol he was drawing, which was often. These seemed to be a
little harder to draw than the coin's three symbols. Of the six we worked on,
it quickly become apparent that they all had the basic shape. But there were
many little points and edges that were different.
It was almost as if they were all the same symbol, but some edges had been hit
by a hammer, and in other places they had little extra pieces added on.
Something like the differences between the letter E and F. We didn't realize it
that afternoon, but if we had made cardboard cutouts of those command symbols
Joey drew, we would have used exactly the same about of cardboard for each
symbol. Whereever a dent occurred, the 'volume' lost was made up somewhere else
on the figure.
(Strangely enough, the symbols do appear to have three dimensions. But the
third does not have any significance. All of the features are in the two
dimensional form, and that was lucky for us. I can't imagine Joey and I having
to draw three dimensional symbols. We do it all the time now, using computers
to simulate different combinations of symbols as they interact with others.
Joey did all of that in his head. The reasons will come out much later in the
story.)
When my mother got home, we showed her the drawings. Joey had to go home to
eat, and then we both had homework. Especially me, since I had gotten pretty
behind. I don't know why it took me so long to figure out I could just copy
what other people knew into my own head, but that didn't happen for a couple
more weeks. Until then, I had to do the work just like everyone else.
Because of all the time I had been out of school, Higgs didn't allow us to get
out of class until I was caught up, even after I showed him the drawings. He
did, however, talk to me and Joey considerably about them. His interest in them
was almost as great as mine and Joey's. Higgs believed that they could be of
great scientific value, if and when we ever figured out how they worked.
"I understand how you wouldn't want to reveal you discoveries to the world right
now. But perhaps in ten or twenty years, you will feel different. I really
feel you are working on something that shouldn't be kept secret forever. I'll
help you as much as I can, as long as you boys remember that your education
comes first."
(Like I had mentioned earlier, he guided our research more than I had realized.
Not just by letting us do it on school time, but he also contributed a lot of
the good ideas. I'm not going go into great detail about his inputs, because
quite frankly I don't remember most of them. We had many conferences together,
and we all contributed to the ideas that came out. But he directed our talks in
a manner that got us to where we needed to go. Without his insight and
structure, we would have never gotten past just drawing a bunch of symbols.)
Suzi, Joey, and I didn't fool around at all until the weekend. And then we
didn't really do much then. Joey and I were too involved in the symbols, and we
all were still sorta all hornied out. But we all looked forward to the next
weekend at my father's, probably for slightly different reasons.
------------------------------------------------------------------------
It wasn't until the following Monday, exactly three weeks after meeting my dad,
that Suzi suddenly remembered something at lunch.
"Joey! You were supposed to be my servant last month at lunch!" Suzi suddenly
exclaimed.
We were sitting at our usual table with Joey, me, Suzi, Brad, Mindy and Vito.
John had been sitting with some other friends ever since I, and then Joey
started to sit with Suzi and her friends. Lex didn't go to this high school, so
Brad was the only one left from the old Jr. High group who still sat with us.
Mindy was one of Suzi's friends, Marsha and a few others formed their own
separate table because there were just too many people. Vito was a tenth grader
who had hooked up with Mindy, and we all liked him. He has pretty funny, and he
didn't seem to mind he was sitting with a bunch of freshmen.
Besides, Mindy was a babe, and before Vito showed up, I was worried she would
join the other girls. It wasn't that I had a problem with Marsha and that gang,
they were really pretty nice. But they abandoned us, not the other way around,
and Marsha still held a grudge against me for stealing Suzi from her.
But today, it would have been much easier if it had just been the three of us.
"Servant?" Mindy exclaimed.
"Shit. I was hoping you wouldn't ever remember that," Joey said sinking in his
chair.
"Servant?" Mindy repeated.
"Well, tomorrow your gonna pay up, mister," Suzi said with a wicked grin.
"Servant? Hello? Can anybody hear me?"
"Suzi beat Joey, er, wrestling," I told Mindy.
"Wresting?" Mindy started again.
"Yeah, but you lost to Wanda, and you didn't have to be her servant," Joey said
darkly.
"Yeah, but that's because she was my dad's sla.. um, you know."
"What?" Brad said. "What were you going to say?"
The three of us just looked at each other, trying to think of something that
sounded like the word slave. We couldn't.
"You don't want to know," I said, reinforcing it with a mental command.
"Yeah, you're right." Brad said.
"So.. why were you wrestling?" Mindy asked. "And how did you beat Joey? Did
you cheat or something?"
"Uhm, no.. I didn't cheat. I just got him in a head lock.." Suzi admitted.
"So, what are you gonna have Joey do?" Vito asked.
"Oh, you'll just have to wait and see tomorrow," Suzi said deviously.
"Shit," Joey said as he sank down even more. "Come on Suz. I wouldn't have
made you do anything if I had won.."
"Well, that would have been your dumbness. And I like making you miserable,
Joey. You're so cute when you're embarrassed."
"Thanks," Joey said, embarrassed.
"See?" Suzi said, raising Joey's arm up in they air. "He blushes from head to
toe. Isn't it.. Cute?"
"Well, at least I don't get horny enough to bonk a door knob when I'm
embarrassed.." Joey said under his breath. Unfortunately, Mindy heard it.
"What do you mean by that?" Mindy asked. She liked getting the dirt on people.
"Oh, nothing," Joey said, blushing again.
"Hey Tim, what was the one you wrestled like? Was she a blond?" Brad asked.
"Actually I don't really know. Uhm, I guess you could say she was a dirty
blond," I said grinning.
"What does that mean?" Vito said.
"Well, I guess you might as well know..." I said still grinning. I looked at
Suzi and said, "Go ahead. Tell them what kind of wrestling it was."
Suzi started to blush herself, then said, "It was, er, mud wrestling.."
"Mud wrestling?" Mindy said.
"Ohhh hoho! I would have like to have seen that!" Brad said.
"So were you like in swimming suits? Or what?" Vito asked.
"Yeah, what were we in, Timmy?" Suzi said, trying to put me on the spot.
I wasn't going let her do it me, so I just gave her a toothy smile.
"You're not!" Suzi said. Then she groaned, realizing I meant to tell the truth.
"What? What IS going on with you three?" Mindy said.
I kept my eyed locked on Suzi's blushing face as I said, "It was NUDE mud
wrestling.."
"NUDE?" the three of them said as Suzi gave out a different kind of groan. She
was starting to get wet from the embarrassment.
"You saw her nude? In mud? And another girl too?" Brad said, flabbergasted.
"You know, I'm starting to wonder if you haven't been drinking some drain
cleaner," Vito said. "You expect us to believe you wrestled in mud, with a girl
you didn't even know the color of her hair, nude?"
"We did, trust me. That's why they beat us. There wasn't anything to grab a
hold of. They slipped through our hands all the time. And they were used to the
mud, we weren't."
"Why were they used to the ... Don't tell me.." Brad said.
"Suzi! You mean you were wrestling another girl.. NAKED?" Mindy said, shocked.
Suzi really started to blush again. She was enjoying it at a certain level, and
I was having a ball. I shouldn't have been blabbing my mouth like that, but I
couldn't help it.
"Hey, Tim? I think you're starting to get a little carried away. Your gonna
make her... uhm... you know.." Joey said.
"Yeah, I know. And she's loving it too," I said.
"Not as much as you are, selfish bastard," Suzi said with a new fire in her
eyes.
"Uhm, so like what did you do after you wrestled?" Vito said, trying to defuse
some of the tension.
"Uhm, we got cleaned up and had dinner with Tim's dad," Joey said.
"So your dad's rich or something?" Brad asked.
"I guess.." I said, not really wanting to talk about my father.
"You guess?" Suzi said, seeing a chance to turn the tables on me. "He only owns
a mansion with who knows how many rooms. Let's see, he has a limo, an army of
servants, gold plated trash cans, shall I go on? Timmy?"
"Wow! Dang, Tim.. Next time you go over to your dad's house, can I go too?"
Brad asked seriously.
Suzi and I looked at each other, seeing we had done something stupid.
"Maybe. Joey, Suz, and I are going up there with my mom to spend the weekend,
but we... kinda have plans. Maybe next time?"
"What do you mean you have plans?" Mindy asked.
"You know.. Plans.." Suzi said, not knowing what else to say.
"Ohhh, Planned plans," Mindy said sarcastically. "You know, ever since we
started high school, something has been going on with you three.. You're too
close. I mean what are you doing that so secret?" Then she lowered her voice
and said to Suzi, "Are you three... doing it? Together?"
Suzi's face turned red again, then both Joey's and mine did. Nobody knew what
to say to that, so there was a moment of silence.
Brad was looking at me kind of strangely. As we all were getting ready to
leave, Brad pulled me aside and said, "So, why didn't you or Joey tell me. We
all swore we would when we did it with a girl.."
"Sorry Brad. I guess I forgot. Joey and Suz did it the week I was.. uhm, gone.
When I found out, I was really upset, but then they wanted to do it with me too
and.."
"They? You mean.... Joey?" Brad said, shocked.
"Uhm, well...." I was trying to stall long enough for me to think.
"I can't believe it," he said. Then real softly so no one else could hear, "Are
you too, like, uhm... you know.."
"What, fags?" I said just as quietly. I was getting a vibe of disgust, and yet
a feeling of excitement. "With Suzi around?"
"No.. just... I've... Uhm," he said nervously. He was confused, scared, and
excited all at the same time. And I knew that just by looking at him.
"Hey Suzi," I called. "Tell Roddenburger I'll be late. Brad and I gotta talk."
Brad was surprised at my statement. After all, he didn't know.. Yet.
"Come on. Let's go to my office," I said as I led Brad past the rest of the
students and past the door guard without anyone questioning my right to leave.
"Uhm, Tim?" Brad said as we started to climb the stairs to the second floor.
"How come you can come and go like you please? Is it because.. Uhm, like you
took those pills and stuff?"
"Nah. I have... Let's just say I have an agreement with Higgs. As long as I
keep my grades up, I can take time off like this. Well, as long as I have a
good reason. And you, my friend," I said putting my hand on his shoulder, "are
a good reason."
"Thanks Tim, but I don't really see.. Wait. Where are we going?" he said as we
turned the corner to go up to the third floor.
"To my office. Come on Brad. Everything is on the up and up. I promise you
won't get into trouble. If you like, we can go the office and talk to Higgs
first."
"You mean you really have an office? Up here?" Brad said following me up the
stairs.
"Yep. With my own key and everything. Suzi and Joey have a key too."
"Wow. What did you do to get them. Blackmail Higgs or something?"
"Well actually, I helped him out of a jam he got himself in. But I can't tell
you about that. Let's talk about what you were thinking when you asked me if I
was gay." I said as I turned the key in the door.
"Huh?" he said, turning slightly pale.
"I didn't mean to..." he said backing away. He was feeling like I had brought
him up here to confront him, or maybe even make him to have sex with me, which
wasn't what I was going to do.
"I'm talking about that jerk off fantasy you were thinking of. I'm just going
to talk with you. I'm not trying to trick you into anything," I said inside the
room while holding the door open for him.
"How do you know about that?" he said even more alarmed.
"Come on Brad. Get in here and I'll tell you everything. Trust me," I said,
while giving him the "trust me" command.
"Okay, Tim. I do trust you," he said, his panic fading as he walked in.
He sat down on the couch, and I got comfortable in the easy chair I had obtained
last Friday. I scanned his mind, and found what I had suspected.
"Brad, I'm gonna tell you something that you have to swear never to tell anyone,
even if you think they already know. Do you swear?"
"I guess.."
"No. No guesses, no maybes. You have to mean it too, 'cause I'll know if you
don't."
"But.. I don't know Tim. This is kinda strange.. you're acting kind of weird
with all this.. stuff."
"I can't tell you anything until you swear. You do trust me don't you?"
"Yeah, but... Okay. I swear."
"Good. And you meant it too. Okay. Uhm. Before I tell you anything, tell me
that jerk off fantasy you had. Maybe you will figure it out if you just say it
out loud."
"Uhm.." he said, getting embarrassed. "I don't think that would be a good
idea.."
"You were sitting at home, watching TV. You all of a sudden got really horny,
and started to jerk off... shall I go on? Or can you take it from there?"
When he didn't answer, I continued. "You were dreaming about Suzi, about her
slipping out of her bikini. You wanted to touch her skin, to feel her hot body
against you. You started feeling your cum rising in your balls, but not just
yours. You felt your left hand on your dick, you right hand on your ass hole,
another had another dick, another shoving it's fingers into your pussy. When
you came, you came with the orgasm of four people."
Brad's eyes were distant, recalling the events as I said them. He obviously had
a lump in his pants.
"Ever since then, you have tried to get that kind of feeling again, and
couldn't. When you asked me about being a fag, you thought maybe that we had
found a way to do something like that. Joey, me and Suzi. Well, you were
right."
He snapped out of his daze real fast when I said that.
"What do you mean I was right?" He said with a frown.
"I mean, well, Joey, Suzi and I do share our orgasms. Or at least we used to..
Well anyway.... Brad, I'm sorry. I guess I did that to you last year by
accident. Joey and I thought John.."
"You did it? I KNEW you somehow did that thing in the shower. I KNEW IT!" He
was getting very aggressive. He was standing up, pointing his finger at me, and
was glaring at me. I didn't care for it at all.
"Calm down, Brad. I didn't have to tell you any of this."
"But why did you lie to me. You AND Joey. I knew something was up with you
two. I just thought... I didn't know what to think. Some friends you are," he
said, sitting down on the couch again, but not relaxing at all.
"Look, I didn't mean to do any of those things. They were accidents. I didn't
even know you had been in the link. Joey and I didn't see anything during the
link that could have told us you had been. We know John had been, and we didn't
tell him anything either."
"Well, I'm gonna tell him," Brad said angrily.
"No you won't. You swore, and now you can't."
"Well, that was before you told me. I'm not going to keep that kind of a secret
from John, not like you had from me. Did you know I thought I was going nuts?
Or that I actually started to jerk off thinking about holding another guy dick
just because of that.. that.." he stopped.
"Brad, I'm sorry. But you can't tell anyone, even if you think you can. See, I
can do more than just... jerk people off.. You're not telling anyone, and you
might as well accept it. As far as what you did after the jerk off, well, you
did it yourself. Nothing I did.."
"Fuck you Tim. You've lost it. You know that? You are one sick puppy. Why
did I ever trust you?!"
I sighed. I hadn't planned on this, but either I was going to have to give him
more commands, or give him something he wanted.
I empathicly connected to Brad, and began to lower him into a hypnotic trance.
"Brad, listen to my voice, feel my voice inside your head.. let yourself relax,
listening to the air conditioner, the sounds of your heart, so relaxing, so
peaceful.." etc.
I didn't want to give him any commands that might have had unforeseen side
affects. I needed him to be suggestible enough to do what I needed to do.
"Brad, do you remember how good that jerk off felt?"
"Yes..."
"Would you like to feel that way again?"
".... Yes..." he said after a considerable hesitation.
"Would you allow me to make you feel that way?"
"I... No..."
"Why?"
"You.. I.. I don't want to be gay.."
"Brad, relax. Just because you want to feel good doesn't mean you're gay. I'm
not gay, and neither are you. You just want to feel good. I'm your friend, and
I want to help you feel good. That's all it is. I won't touch you, and you
won't touch me..
"So, is it okay if I help you feel good?" I asked again.
"I... don't know," he admitted.
I sighed. I knew what I wanted to do, so I did it.
"Brad, remember how horny you felt? Remember Suzi's fingers, going in and out
of her pussy?"
"Yes.."
I connected with him empathically, sharing my horniness with him, then said,
"Now, think of a girl you would really like to see undressing... Watching her
pull her top off, now slipping down her shorts, watching her smooth perfect legs
as they step out of her shorts. Now you're looking upwards, following her legs
up... to her knees, up to where her legs end, and her panties begin. Can you
see her tummy and belly button?"
"Yess.."
"That's good... Can you see her now starting to move her hands up her body,
slipping her hands behind her, and unclasping her bra?"
"Yess.."
"You dick is really hard now, isn't it."
"Yess.."
"She's taking the bra off now, but she has turned her back towards you. Would
you like her to turn around?"
"Yes.."
"Are you feeling very horny and good?"
"Yes.."
"As she turns around, you will find yourself so horny, you will have to touch
your dick.. Do you still want her to turn around?"
"I... Yes.."
"She's turning around... Brad, your dick wants your hand to rub it. Rub it
Brad, she's turning around... You want too.. You need too.."
"Yes.. I need to." Brad's hands slowly went to his shorts and slipped his
right hand in them. His hand was slowly squeezing it, and his mouth was open,
breathing. He was starting to turn me on.
"Brad, I am going to make you feel even better. Would you like that?"
"Yes.."
I connected us so he would feel my dick as well as his own. I pulled my shorts
and underwear off, then began to slowly pull my pud.
"Brad, can you feel that?"
"Yes... Please... More.."
"No Brad... If you want more, you will have to promise you will not feel any bad
feelings about you and I sharing our jerk off. It is up to you. We can feel
even better than you ever felt before. Better..
"Yes... I want to feel goooood.."
"You really want to feel good, don't you. You would do almost anything to jerk
off and feel that good again, wouldn't you?"
"Yess... Please? Make me feel good?"
"I'm your friend Brad. I want to make you feel good. You know that now, don't
you Brad?"
"Yes.."
"Do you trust me?"
"Yes..."
"Am I your friend?"
"Yes. My friend."
"So you will feel good about everything we have talked about. You want to feel
good, don't you Brad."
"Yes... I want to feel good."
"Brad, you're feeling more alert, more awake now, even more now... even more
now.. You're almost completely awake now.. You're fully alert now..
"You okay?" I asked Brad as he blinked his eyes.
"Yeah, I guess. What did you do?" he said.
"I hypnotized you. Don't worry, I didn't really plant any suggestions. Can you
remember everything I said?"
"I think so. It's kinda like a dream."
"I know. I'm sorry I had to do that. But you weren't giving me any choice. I
didn't want to make you do something you didn't already want to do."
"Tim, what.. what are you?" Brad said. He seemed to have forgotten that his
hand was in his pants and I was holding my own dick in plain view.
"Huh? Hmmm... I guess you can say I'm just your average everyday horny guy that
can read minds and change them if I want. But I don't want to do anything to
you. At least nothing you don't want me to do already."
"So, what now? I mean...." He stopped and opened his eyes wide. His face even
turned pale from fright.
"What? Brad, What's the matter?"
"I didn't mean too. I.. I.. Didn't want to think about it, but somehow... It
just popped my head.. That girl you wrestled. You were going to call her your
dad's ..." he stopped.
"Slave, yeah. But not mine. I'm not like my dad. Now stop worrying. You're
not going to be anyone's slave unless you want to be. Come on, Brad. You're my
friend. Besides, like I said, I'm not gay. I like girls a heck of lot more
than guys."
"But what about Joey? Isn't he... and Suzi? Aren't they..."
"No! What do you think I am?? God no. I love them, man. I could never do
something like that."
"Oh... I thought... I'm sorry.. I guess they don't act like they're your
slaves.."
"Look Brad. I brought you up here to level with you. I've done that. Now
level with me. Do you want to feel good like that again?"
"Well, yeah. Wouldn't anyone?"
"Even if it means that me, maybe Joey, probably Suzi, and maybe others later
would be sharing it with you?"
"Uhm. Like doing to each other? I don't..."
"No. Well, I can't say that for sure, but I can promise you would be the only
one to do it to you if you want it that way. You can even be in your own room
alone when we all do it."
"Really? You mean just like last time?"
"Yeah but better. If you want, you might even talk Suzi into trading bodies
with you.. She kinda gets a kick out of having a dick.."
"REALLY? Cool! Yeah, okay. You mean I would be in her body? And like look at
it and do.. stuff?"
"As long as you don't mind her doing the same. I can't promise you she will do
it. But I think she would. She likes you enough. She even talked about
blowing you once, just to see how you taste.."
"Man... Uhm, Tim? Can we talk about something else? I'm not really..."
"Hey. I'm hard too, so I say we have a two way right now. Think of it as the
handshake that closes the deal. Okay?"
"I don't know... I mean, it just feels wrong."
I connected up to him again, feeling his hardon starting to wither. I quickly
shared my side of the link, and that reversed the process.
"Are you sure?" I said as I started to wank it.
"Uhhhhhh!" Brad said as his hand started to slip in his shorts again. His eyes
got a distant look, and he slid his butt closer to the edge of the couch.
"Brad, lay down, bud. You got the whole couch to yourself. I won't even be
watching you, so you might as well pull it out and do it right."
I pulled the lever on the easy chair, pushed the back down, and started to pound
away. Brad had followed my suggestions, and I had kinda went back on my word
and peeked just before I had laid back. I was slightly disappointed in finding
that his had grown bigger than mine over the year also. It was kinda unfair
that I had started out so much bigger than anyone else, but within a year, I had
become the one they could call peewee. I wasn't really worried, however. My
dad had a much bigger cock than any of them. I just hoped I hadn't inherited
mine from my mother's side of the family.
(It turned out average size, thank you very much. Good thing too. You can't go
around fucking everyone's ass if yours is as big as a horse's.)
As I felt us starting to close on our goal, I was suddenly curious as to what he
was imagining right then. I peeked, and nearly lost my grip.
He was imagining he was kissing Katie' tits. That had certainly been quite a
coincidence. And it really had been, too.
Brad's image of her naked was not very accurate, but then I had never seen her
naked either, except briefly through her own eyes. I figured he was probably as
close to the real thing as my image was. I decided we would find out together
someday soon.
I was tempted to inform him of my decision to make his current fantasy come
true, but at his current state of arousal, it would have been wasted. I
figured on telling him next time, just as we get started.
His fantasy had made it to the point were he had found what was going to send
him over the edge. I felt our balls retract, the cum boiling at the roots, all
while he replayed imagining his dick sliding across her smooth tanned belly,
just below and beside her belly button, leaving a smeared trail of precum.
That probably sent me over the edge first, pulling him with me. The orgasm was
very good, the best two way I had felt for a very long time. It was clearly
lacking Suzi's contribution, but still, I hadn't as much as jerked off since the
last three way with the two of them, so it was absolutely heaven.
I was moaning and thrusting as my load shot up in the air. I actually hit the
ceiling once, and another landed on my forehead and hair. I had barely taken
notice of Brad's actions during the orgasm. He had simply squeaked, and went
stiff. Very quiet compared to mine.
I came out of the post orgasm daze before Brad did, and found I very much wanted
to go over and hold him. I thought about it, and realized it was just what
Suzi, Joey, and I would have done. It was more habit than anything. But what
wasn't habit was the yearning to go and taste him.
"Probably been in Suzi's head too much," I thought to myself.
I laid there staring up at the wet spot on the ceiling I had made, wondering if
it would ever drip. I didn't want to shorten Brad's high.
But when I found my eyes starting to close, I realized it had been way too
long. I shook my sleepiness away, and slowly brought the chair back to a
sitting position. Brad was asleep, underwear and shorts at his knees, his right
hand still holding his semisoft dick, and his mouth was open slightly.
My hardon came back, but I stuffed it in my shorts. I stood there, feeling a
lust for his body flow through me. I got a hold of myself, and checked the
time. Class had started ten minutes before.
I was about to wake him, then realized I probably would never find out what he
tasted like if I didn't right then. I gave in to my desires slightly, and made
sure Brad wouldn't awaken before I was done. I looked at the puddles of cooling
cum, felt my lust flow through my blood, knelt down, and slurped all three up
before I sucked down his rod which I had forced to harden like steel.
As I wrapped my tongue around his meat, and the signal from my taste buds had
just reached my brain, I had the most horrible and frightening thought.
"What if it does taste like shit?"
That was the first and last dick I ever took into my mouth.
(Side note: I never actually purposely tasted mine or anyone's else's shit, so
I am somewhat mystified how I even knew what it tasted like. The taste I
imagined was accurate to what I had found in other people's memories at a later
time. I suppose I must have tasted it at one time or another accidentally, but
I don't recall that event. I still have trouble understanding why some people
find it erotic messing with it. Perhaps I am biased against it, but what is so
sexual about shit?)
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Tim, the Teenage MC
By: Rass Senip
Chapter IV: 9th Grade, Spring 1986 - Brad and Sandi
Part 2 - Brothers and Sisters
(mfmm-TP-Mast, f-solo w/toys, mf incest)
"What's taking her so long.." Joey moaned as adjusted his hardon in his shorts.
We were in my room, waiting for Suzi for our first official four way. The four
of us had planned on doing it Wednesday, our regularly scheduled three way time.
I was a little nervous, mostly because I didn't know if I could do a four way
yet.
Everyone had agreed that for this first time, we would all stay in our own
bodies. I didn't want a repeat of our first three way, which had felt like I
had rented my brain out as a soccer ball for the evening.
Brad had called twice now. I wanted to connect to Suzi and Joey first, then I
would call Brad and connect to him too. I was able to connect to Suzi almost no
matter where she was by that time, but right now Suzi was busy trying to get rid
of her brother. It aggravated me that she wouldn't let me take care of him. I
was pretty sure she liked the possibility he could be watching her at any time.
Suzi was turning out to be a real... well, Suzi I guess.
"She's suckin' her brother off right now so she can have a little privacy," I
said to Joey.
"Ha Ha. If she was, your boner would be sticking out of your pants by now."
As my boner began to stick out of my pants, Joey said, "You forget. I can see
you think, remember?"
I canceled my own arousal commands, and my dick went back to standby mode - a
semi woody.
"Whoa!" I said under my breath as I checked with Suzi again.
"What! Don't tell me Suzi and Marsha got back together again. I won't believe
that either."
"No. Suzi's watching her brother jack off."
"No Shit? Can I see?"
"Wait... Okay, there."
"Holy Shit. You know? If Suzi and I ever get married, at least I know our
kids will be hung."
"Fuck you.... Heh. I guess we'll have to stop saying that to each other unless
we mean it."
"What she doin'?" Joey said, almost alarmed.
"Ah Fuck.. She's gonna do it. Should I stop her?"
"Too late. He sees her. Shit, it's big. You know what this means.."
"Yeah... It's only a matter of time before she get tired of our little things
and gets her brother's.... Ohh shit... I don't know if I can hold off." I
took my dick out and pumped it slowly.
"Hey, what about Brad? I don't think there's gonna be a four way if she keeps
this up.... Shit. I thing he's gonna cum just from her jackin' him off."
"Fuck Brad. He can wait. I'm not going to broadcast this out like I'm some
kind of TV station. Let him go molest his own sister. She has tits. Sorta."
"Ah man... But if only we could get this on tape. We could make money..... Ohh
man. She's gonna put in her mouth.."
"Yep. Here we go..... What the Fuck?"
"Oh shit. It's her mom!"
"Man! Does she looked pissed. Wow! Feel how wet Suzi is getting? She must be
as red as a tomato."
"Hey, aren't you going to get her out of this?"
"Nope. Serves her right. Besides, Do you want to encourage her doin' her
brother?"
"You didn't arrange this, did you? I mean, she really is dripping, and it does
feel.."
"Nope. I had nothing to do with it. Wish I had thought of it though. I'll
have to remember this if I ever run into this kind of problem again. Let the
parents catch them. I'll have to write it down somewhere."
"Well, show's over. Suzi sure is feeling hot."
"Yeah. And she just told her mom she's going to her room, so that our cue.
Hey, dial Brad's number will you? I gotta go pee first."
I really hadn't arranged any of it. But I strongly suspected Suzi had. I cut
Joey out of the link for a moment, and then established a stronger one with Suzi
to see if she had.
"Yep. Damn she's good. Not only did she give us a show, she got a real blast
from doing it, AND took care of her brother's interruptions," I said to myself.
Then I thought to Suzi, "I got to hand it to you... You are one smart, sexy, and
SICK girl. But I think you're probably the most incredible woman on this
planet."
"Thank you. Remind me to blow you later for being so sweet," she replied.
After I let her shake, zip, and flush for me, I broke her connection as well. I
walked out of the bathroom and reconnected to Joey and Suzi in the normal way.
As I had never been to Brad's house before, I took Joey and Suzi mind hopping,
following Brad's directions over the phone on how to get to his house. It was a
really fun joy ride, especially when we had popped into the minds of a kissing
couple, each of us having a turn of kissing using the man or the woman. Joey
wanted to stay and play, but since I was driving, we continued our quest.
We took a couple of dead ends, not because of the streets ended, but because the
person who we popped into wasn't near enough to anyone except the person we had
just popped out of. My range was limited, especially when carrying passengers.
(I didn't figure out how to do a mental sweep for another year, which would have
been a lot faster, but never as much fun.)
Once we had finally arrived at Brad's house, I was already pretty tired. After
all, I had been basically doing almost fifty four ways to get there. But after
drinking a glass of my father's drink while sharing the taste and resulting
horniness with everyone, I felt ready to proceed. It became a tradition to
drink that before all of our four ways, and later five ways, six ways, seven
ways.. well, you get the picture.
(I generally limit myself to fifteen nowadays when just sharing masturbations.
My current maximum is actually twenty-three, but most of the people involved are
still complaining of headaches whenever they think of sex. And I still can't
handle more than six if we all swap bodies. Needless to say, I haven't
masturbated alone since the last time mentioned in this story, many many
chapters ago.)
Brad was very nervous, even with the effects of the drink. I linked him up with
me first, then Joey, and while Joey and Brad started to wank, I slipped Suzi
in. Whoa buddy, you should have felt the surge in Brad's dick. He almost came,
which meant we all almost came. After that scare, I quickly put a limit on
everyone's but mine so we wouldn't cum before I was ready. After all, I was
still the one driving.
Brad really concentrated on the sensations Suzi's body was having, and we
concentrated on feeling this new body from the inside.
(I never get tired of feeling a new body as they have their first multiway with
the opposite sex. They become so filled with energy, it's like a drug. In
fact, I consider myself hopelessly addicted to that drug, so I am always looking
for one new member for each of my multiways. No more than one, though. I'm
afraid to find out how much more addicted I would become with two new members in
a single session.)
We were starting to get there when Brad was interrupted by his younger sister
coming home for school. I couldn't help remembering my words to Joey about her,
and I couldn't resist to see if Brad had ever fantasized about his sister.
Unfortunately I was a little sloppy in my personal probe, and moments after I
knew, everyone in the link knew.
"Awwwe man. I can't believe you found out..." Brad said, his dick starting to
wither.
"Suz, can I play back a little part of your.... earlier experience with your
brother?"
"Uhm, I guess so. All it could do is embarrass me, and we all know what that
does..."
"Yeah. Makes you into Miss Niagara Falls," Joey thought.
"Don't get me started, Mister 'I think I broke it'." Suzi thought back.
I played the part where she was jerkin' her brother with her hand, and cut it
off a moment before her mom came in. I wanted to reassure him, not scare him
shitless of getting caught.
It worked like a charm, but now his thoughts kept flipping from Suzi live, Suzi
Memorex, and a time he had seen his sister naked a few months back.
On a private thought band, I asked Suzi if I should ask Brad about seeing if his
sister would be.. interested in him.
"Well, I think it might be wise if you let me do the checking after you slipped
up with Brad. Then I could tell you whether or not to even ask him."
"Yeah, okay. It would be best to have a woman's point of view of it anyway.
I'll make the connection, but be as fast as you can. I don't want my head
pounding because I tried a partial five way."
"Dial the number, operator. I'll be a quick as I can.."
Not even a second later, Suzi came back.
"She's in her room, playing with herself, thinking about him doing himself the
other night. Oh God! I'm so WET!"
"Man, Suz. We got to get you another woman to play with. But not her. She is
too young for my tastes."
"You wouldn't think that if you peeked into her head. Her mind is dirtier
than.... than Joey's! You have to tell him. She's considering lots of worse
things than doing it with her brother."
"But she is only eleven! Is she really that... "
"Slutty is the word you're looking for."
"Uhm, thanks. Okay."
Then to Brad, "Hey, would you like to know if your sister feels the same way
about you as you do her or not?"
"I guess.. At least I would know." he replied.
"She's friggin herself right now thinking about you shooting off in the bathroom
the other night!" Suzi couldn't help but blurt out.
"She is?" he thought as his dick hit its max capacity pressure. His hand
started to become a blur of motion.
"Whoa, slow down there Tex. Look, if everybody promises not to touch themselves
while I do it, I'll try to connect us all to her thoughts. The first one who
touches themselves gets taken out of the loop so the rest of us can enjoy.
Understand?"
After I got everyone's agreement, I linked her up. I got a:
"Okay, I'm dialing the number and .... HOLLY SHIT-SHA-BOBS!" from me.
"Shit!" from Joey,
"See! What did I say!" from Suzi,
and a "SANDI, WHAT THE FUCK?" from Brad.
Sandi had a dick shaped vibrator in her ass, another in her front door, and a
third which she was sucking on with vigor. Luckily I had purposely not
connected any of her sexual pleasure senses to us, otherwise I know I would have
overloaded. My brain would probably have first been cooked, then fried,
toasted, buttered, toasted again, then would have exploded just in case anything
still worked.
For a moment I thought somehow I had goofed again when Sandi had stopped at
Brad's outburst. But I realized there had been two echoes, meaning Brad had not
only thought it, he had yelled it, and I had picked it up through her ears as
well as his. But when she hadn't heard anything else, she went back to working
the two vibrators in and out of her.
Her thoughts were totally sexually twisted. I had to break our five way down to
just the basics, no longer linking our four sexual energies. None of us needed
it with this sexual generator going.
I felt Brad moving, and found him marching to his sister's room, trying the
handle, finding it locked, then kicking the door in. His sister nearly popped
all three out from the shock, but then she nearly orgasmed when she saw her
brother's hard cock standing out. He was naked from the waist down.
Brad just stood there, not knowing what to do. His sister did, however. She
succulently pulled the vibrator out of her mouth, licked her lips, swapped it
with the one in her puss, then sucked her own juices from the second one. She
then scooted her body so that her head was over the edge of the bed. She must
have deep throated the fake organ, for the tip was the only thing showing before
she pulled it out completely. She closed her eyes, and with her head hanging
off the bed still, she said in her unbelievably sexual voice, "Come brother. I
wish to suck the cum straight from your testiessss." Then she just laid there,
still slowly pumping the two remaining vibrators in and out, her mouth just
hanging open waiting.
Well, what's a guy to do. Brad was no longer in control of himself anyway,
inserting his throbbing member into her mouth, his body being operated by his
own lust. I wish I could have felt it when she sucked it clear down into her
throat.
Suzi thought to me, "Tim, has your father or someone done this to her?"
"I'm already checking for that. But.... I can't find anything... Wait...
Here it is, but it isn't that. Two men... they gave her something about a year
ago. Some kind of sweet candy. It made her hunger for it again, and they gave
her some every week after she did whatever they wanted. They must have
brainwashed her sorta. I think they were reducing the amount of whatever they
put in the candy once she had related sex with the hunger.
"She hasn't seen them for two weeks. She thinks they must have either gotten
tired of her, or got caught by the cops. Anyway, she'll do anything to get her
high. And now that high is Brad."
"Shit! He just came. Man I wish we could be feeling that." Joey said.
"I know I'd be unconscious if we had tried..... Look at her. She's kept him
hard. Shit. She's better at that than anything my dad has."
"Man, I wish I had a sister like that..."
"Heh. You have Suzi. That's all you need.."
"We have Suzi, you mean. I heard you tell Suz all that stuff. Right now she's
not anymore mine than yours."
"Looks like she not even ours. Damn, Suz. Why don't you just stick your whole
hand in there. It be.... Holy Shit! She did.... GOD DAMN! Come on Joe.
Looks like there's only you and me left. I'll do you if you do me..."
"UUGHHHHH!" Joey said as he came.
"Shit. Last man out again. Figures," I said, breaking all links.
I looked down at my drooping neglected dick. "Well little buddy? Looks like
it's just you and me doing the solo thing once more." It drooped even more.
Just as I got comfy on my back, Joey rolled on top of me, sliming his cum
between his belly and mine.
"Hey, you wanna dance?" Joey said. Then he licked my lips, then kissed them.
I felt his dick harden against my tummy.
When we came up for air, I said "Okay, but _I_ get to lead," and rolled us
over.
"Are you gonna let Suzi in on this?" Joey asked when we came up for air again.
"Well, after her show with her brother, I suppose it would be only fair... But,
you know? We never get any quality time together. I kinda miss the old days
when it was just you and me jerkin' off with the penthouse girls.."
"Yeah, well, that was a long long time and a virginity ago. Two for you as a
matter of fact... Hey, if you really want to.. You can take my other right
now.."
"Thanks Joe. But we don't have any KY, and Suz would have a fit if she wasn't
physically in on it. How about we do it like we did the very first time we did
it to each other.. You know, between the legs."
"I've got a better idea. How about I suck you, you suck me?"
"Nope. Sorry. I tried one dick, won't try no more. Heh. You were right all
this time Joey... They do taste like shit."
"Well, I can't really say I'm all that disappointed. I guess I only wanted to
because I figured you would want me to, and so we could do it together.. I'll
still do it for ya, if you want me too. But that's because I love ya, not
because I want ta."
"Nope. Let's just cross dicks off our diet. There's barely enough with Suzi
around anyway," I said, grinding mine into his.
"Speaking of Suzi.."
"She can just watch it as a rerun. Now are we gonna do this or what?"
"Mount up, partner."
When we both came in the private two way, we both exclaimed "YEEEEEEEEE-
HAAAAAA!!", but not exactly the way a cowboy would say it. Still... Pity there
wasn't a sunset to 'ride' into.
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Tim, the Teenage MC
By: Rass Senip
Chapter IV: 9th Grade, Spring 1986 - Brad and Sandi
Part 3 - Your Sister, Your Slave
(mc, incest mf, mfmm)
"What am I gonna do?" Brad moaned, with his face in his hands. "She sucked on
me so long yesterday, it feels raw. I came three times all with in an hour.
And she still wanted more!"
It was the next day at lunch. Mindy and Vito suddenly felt like sitting with
Marsha and company just for today. The four of us were able to talk without
worrying about what we said.
"She came into my room last night, and wanted to sleep with me. I didn't get a
wink of sleep. I think she sucked on it in her sleep like she used to as a
baby. But at least back then her nibbly was a piece of rubber. I think she'll
draw blood tonight if she does that again.."
Even though we were upset about this ourselves, Joey and I still couldn't help
having a woody thinking about it.
"Brad.. I not sure if I can, but if you want, I will try and help her.." I
offered.
"You will? Yeah, I guess you can. Could you put her back to normal or
something?"
"From what I saw yesterday, no. I can't put anything back the way it was before
she had that piece of candy. I've got to tell you something, but don't get
upset when I tell you. It isn't for sure yet, and even if it is, it doesn't
mean she can't be helped. Okay?" I said, trying to brace him.
"Shit. Okay."
"I'm pretty sure she has some brain damage. Whatever was in that candy burnt
her pleasure center out real bad. From what I saw, the only thing that can give
her pleasure is a lot of stimulation, and that's why she had to have both of her
holes going like that. She's the same little girl you always knew, except she's
addicted to sex like it was water."
"Shit. I'm not sure I can handle this. I'm pretty sure my thingy can't. Do
you think I should tell my mom and dad?"
"That's up to you. But I wouldn't, at least not until I get a chance and see
what we can do. I can't fix the damage, but maybe we can find other things that
can stimulate her. Nonsexual stuff."
"What about some drugs? If it satisfies her.."
"The only thing I think that would do that would be the stuff in that candy, and
that would just make things worse."
"What about your dad? Can't he do something?"
"You don't want him to even know about your sister," Suzi interceded. "Oh,
sorry Tim. I didn't mean to talk about your dad like that."
"No, it's okay. Your completely right, Suzi. Brad, if you want your sister to
get better, maybe even live her life like a normal person and not as some sex
machine, I'm probably the best hope she has. You'd never see her again if my
dad ever found out."
"Shit. What do we gotta do?"
"Well..." I pause, knowing how everyone was about to react. "I'm gonna have to
make her our slave for one.."
"WHAT!" Brad exclaimed.
"Timmy, you're not serious!" Suzi said in a worried tone. "That's.. evil."
"Yeah, Tim. You can't. It's just not right," Joey said.
"I know, I know. But if I don't, she is going to start seducing the boys in her
class, her teacher, her dad, and any other male she can. Right now she's
dreaming of having her teacher do her while sucking Brad."
"But.. A slave?" Brad said numbly.
"We have to give her something that lets her keep herself under control while we
find other things to give her pleasure. If I just made her stop all together,
she'd go into a deep depression and eventually lose her will to live."
"Timmy, it is still wrong. It's something your father would do.." Suzi said
softly.
"I don't think so. We're going to enslave her so we can free her later. If we
don't help her, she'll enslave herself before she's sixteen. She was going to
run away this weekend to try and find those two men.
"Look, I didn't get a wink of sleep either last night thinking about this. I
don't want to do it, but I can't think of any other way to keep her getting
worse. I've gone through her mind pretty good now, and she won't last much
longer if I don't. She was thinking about trying out other drugs, and finding a
group of men to do her all the time.. I mean, she's.... desperate. She
probably would have wound up in your bed last night even if you hadn't gone in
her room and let her do what she did, Brad."
"Shit. I've got to think about this. I'll call you after school to tell you,
okay?"
"Better yet, I'll come home with you, and we can both talk to her about it.
Your sister isn't a mindless sex machine, you know. At least not yet. Up until
this week, she was still managing to do her school work, and doing normal things
most of the time. She is really scared about what is happening. It will really
be up to her, not you. But you'll have to be her master most of the time, and
it wouldn't work any other way. So that's why you have to agree before we ask
her. So, think about it.
"If you want, I'll get you out of class for the rest of the day so you can
think. We can even go pick her up and take her home now if you want. I don't
think you, me, or your sister are gonna get anything out of being at school
today."
Brad looked at Joey and Suzi and asked, "What do you think I should do?"
Joe and Suz looked at each other, then Suzi said, "I'm not sure if I like it,
but I trust Timmy. He won't do anything bad to her."
"Yeah," Joey added, "If there is anyone you can trust with your sister, it
would have to be Tim. I couldn't be trusted, that's for sure.."
"I don't think I trust myself," Brad said, closing his eyes. He sat there a
minute, and the rest of us finished our lunch and waited.
"Okay, lets go," Brad finally announced. "I'm gonna go bonkers if we don't do
something."
"Okay, lets go to Higgs and tell him what's up. Maybe he can call over there
and with my help, arrange to have her ready to go. Hmmm. Let's see... We'll
need a ride too."
I sent my mind out, popping around a bunch of the seniors heads, looking for
someone with a car and who was leaving soon.
"Heh. Hey Joey, guess whose been fibbin' to ya."
"Who?" Joey said.
"Ted Philips."
"Huh? What do you mean?"
"He's never done a girl in the rear."
"Really? Then how... OHhhhh... Really?"
"No, not really... Heheh. He's done it with girls, ya. But he was just
thinking about how it would feel if someone we all know and love did it to him."
"Oh yeah? Who?"
"I'm talking to him."
"ME???! That's sick!"
"Then why did you just now get a woody?"
"Shut UP! And keep your mind out of my pants."
"Okay, but maybe I'll slip him your number while he drives us over to the grade
school and then to Brad's house."
"Fuck you, man."
"Already did so," I said as we all got up.
Brad and I went to the office, and I explained everything to Higgs. He was
clearly upset about what we were proposing to do. For the first time, I linked
up with him, showed him briefly what was going on in Sandi's head right then,
and he finally agreed.
"I don't like it, but with all that you've been going through lately, I suppose
you couldn't take advantage of her any more than anyone else. I'm glad you
take the time out to talk to me about these things instead of just doing your
little magic to get what you want. I'll do it, but tell me something. If I had
refused, what would you have done?"
"I'd rethink it out, probably talking it over with you. If I couldn't convince
you, I'd probably call my mom and talk it over with her. If she said okay,
then I guess I would have done it even if you still didn't. But if she didn't
then I wouldn't have."
"That's sounds like what I do at home," Brad said. "I ask my mom first, then if
she says no, I ask my dad. If they both say no, most of the time I don't, but
if either of them say yes... Well, you know."
Higgs and I both at that moment shared a realization that I thought of him more
of a father figure than just my principal. I kind of looked at Higgs a little
differently from then on. And I suppose he did the same with me.
Without telling them any details, Higgs and I convinced the grade school
principal to release Sandi into her brother's care. It was against the rules,
but rules tend to get a bit bent when I'm around.
I met Ted in person for the first time that day, but within a few minutes, we
were best buddies, as if we had been friends forever. And I didn't even have to
do anything to him. Ted was one of those people who got along with everyone.
You just couldn't help but like him. I later wondered if he had any empathic
powers himself, but I never found out for sure.
Even though we were on a serious mission, I couldn't help but play with the idea
of Joey doing Ted. After I gave Brad a quick mental note about what I was up
to, I said, "Hey, I'd like to thank you for helping me and Joey out."
"Holy Shit.." he said, partly because he almost hit the car in front of him when
he had realized what I was meaning. He turned a little red, then said, "I
thought he wanted to.. you know.. do a girl."
"Oh, we did that too. But he did me first. That's why I wanted to thank you.
Joey was great. He followed everything you said."
No one said anything for minute or two. While he drove, I felt his mind
churning about what I had said and what he and Joey had talked about.
"Did he use my tongue line?" he said with little grin. He was keeping his eyes
on the road, but his attention was on me.
"Yeah, and it worked. I think Joey kinda looks up to ya now. He talks about
you a lot."
"Really? Dang. That's cool. I was kinda wondering how things turned out with
him. He was so interested in what I knew, it kinda felt like he, err..."
"Like he was your little brother? Yeah, I can see how talking about that stuff
makes you feel that way.... So, you ever have it done to you?" I asked, already
knowing the answer.
"No way!.. Oh, sorry... But you know how it is. I like girls, that's all."
"So do Joey and I. But man, it does feel good. Haven't you ever wondered what
it felt like when you were doing it to a girl?"
He turned a little red again, hesitating only slightly before he replied.
"Yeah, I guess I've wondered. But that's about as far as I've let it go, you
know?"
"Then how come you got a woody thinking about Joey doin' it to you."
This time his foot hit the brakes, making us all jerk forward.
"What the fuck! Look, you little..." he started.
I linked up with him, and played back my own memory of when Joey was doing me
while Suzi was underneath me. I had to edit out the sensations from Suzi's and
Joey's links, but my own sensations were more than enough to get my point
across.
Ted came out of his daze when the person behind us honked. As he started the
car moving again, he glanced at me a couple of times, then said "How did you do
that? That thing in my head."
"Oh, it's just a little thing I picked up somewhere," I said mysteriously.
"Don't worry about it," I said while mentally reinforcing that suggestion.
After another few minutes of silent driving, we were pulling into the school
grounds.
"Well, I guess that's your sister, huh?" Ted said as we pulled in front of the
elementary school. Sandi was waiting, her eyes expectant, almost hungry
looking.
"Yeah, that's her," Brad said as she hurried over. "Or at least... never
mind."
I patted Brad on the back, which didn't go by unnoticed by Ted. He knew
something strange was up, but he knew better than to stick his nose into someone
else's business.
"What's going on? Why are you picking me up from school?" Sandi asked Brad as
she got in. Her eyes still had a look of hunger, and she had high hopes that
she knew why.
"We gotta have a talk when we get home. Tim thinks he can help," Brad said,
glancing down to her hand rubbing up and down at her crotch.
"Not _that_ kind of help, Sandi.." I said when I felt her hungry eyes upon me.
"Uhm, where to next?" Ted said, a little nervously. Sandi was spooking him.
Brad acted as navigator, telling Ted when to make turns. I couldn't help but
grin to myself when we passed the spot where the couple had been making out
yesterday. At the same time, though, I was busy looking over Sandi's mind
again, and trying to cool her fires. The strain of being in a car with three
guys was almost too much for her. I finally gave up and just turned her sex
drive totally off for the trip. Her eyes lost the hunger, but they also lost
their sparkle. She just kind of went limp all over, like the life had been
drained out of her.
The trip was only about five minutes long once we had picked up Sandi. When we
pulled into Brad's driveway besides another car, Brad said, "Shit. My dad's
home. He usually doesn't get home before 5:30."
I reached out with my mind and found that both of his parents were home. "Uhm,
looks like they wanted to have some time alone. Oh.. Heh. Looks like their
working on making a new little brother or sister for you two.... Yep. That's
what they're doing it for."
Brad shuddered as the concept of his parents having sex went through his mind.
Sandi's mind was numb. She just didn't care about anything at that point.
"Well? What do you want to do?" Ted asked. "I mean, I don't have anything I
have to do today, but I don't really want to be driving you guys all over town
either. I'll drop you off whereever you want, but then I'm headin' home."
"Where do you live?" I asked as I looked it up in his mind anyway.
"Just a couple of blocks away. Why?"
A new plan formed in my head, and Ted was part of the plan.
"Brad, do you mind if Ted joins us? I think he could really help." I said out
loud to Brad.
"Uhm, I guess. You seem to know what your doing, so I'll trust ya."
"Join you in what?" Ted said, irritated. "Look, I've been really nice about
all..."
"Sandi needs you to fuck her. Ted and I are too... uhm, well... small... to
make her feel good. She's kinda.."
"Fuck her? Are you nuts? She just a kid! And she's his sister, and.. It's
sick!" Ted said getting angry.
I quickly explained the what, how, and why to him, mostly using links to speed
things up. I didn't take all that much. I could have just played Brad's memory
of watching Sandi with the three vibrating dildos. Of course he might have cum
in his pants if I hadn't explained how she had become that way first.
"Okay.... Shit. Hell, I'll do anything you say just to get a live look at her
with her holes plugged like that..... So, where to?" Ted asked.
"Your place," I said.
"My place? Okay, but why my place?" Ted asked while pulling back out the
driveway.
"Because no one will be there, you have all the things we need, and it is close
enough to their house that they could walk if they have to. My mom can just
pick me up when she comes home from work."
"So, does your mom do this kind of stuff too?" Ted asked.
"She used to, but she got into trouble and now she won't use her powers unless
she has the person's permission or if her life is in danger. Or I guess my
life, too."
"Oh yeah, I heard something about that... The one with the red mailbox is mine.
I got my own place above the garage."
"Sorta like 'Happy Days', huh? Fonz." I said with a grin.
"Aeeeeeeee," he replied while he shut off the motor. "Lucky for you I have a
car, and not a motorcycle."
"Heh," I said out loud. Then I thought to myself, "You mean, lucky for you.."
We climbed the steps up to the apartment above his parent's garage. The place
was pretty cool, if just a tad messy. Ted was a little embarrassed when he
realized there were a couple of pairs of underwear laying around, not all his
gender.
Sandi was like a zombie almost. She simply followed our instructions without
question, with a empty sad look on her face. She hadn't said a word.
I sat down next to the girl, took her hands in mine, and drew her attention to
my face. I looked her in the eyes, formed a empathic link, and nearly broke it
off from the sheer joylessness I had felt. I turned down the 'volume' I was
receiving from her, and started to let her feel my hope in helping her.
"What ever you're doing, keep doing it," Brad said when he saw some life return
to her eyes.
"I'm sorta giving her a blood transfusion, except it's not blood, but hope.
Sandi, you can't give up yet. I'm gonna try and help you. Okay?"
"Okay.." Sandi said softly.
"I'm going to tell you what I have in mind. I've put a lot of thought into
this, and I think it will work. But I'm not going to do it unless you agree to
it first. Those men didn't tell you what that candy would make you into, but
I'm going to tell you exactly what I will, and then you get to decide whether to
trust me and let me do it. Okay?"
"I didn't know. I really didn't know. I should have never tasted that first
piece. But it was soooo.. good," she said sadly.
"It's okay, Sandi," Brad comforted. "We know you didn't have any choice. It
was those men.. If I ever see them, I'll.. I'll.. I'll kill them!"
Sandi's face filled with panic, but I soothed her using the empathic
connection.
"Sandi, listen to me carefully. The drug in that candy has almost destroyed the
part in your brain that lets you feel pleasure. If you ever had another piece
of it, you probably would never feel pleasure again after that last surge from
the drug itself. Even sex wouldn't feel good to you.
"I know you don't understand how I'll do this, or how I know what I know. You
will have to trust me, your brother, and, well, Ted here too. You can still
feel pleasure, and you can feel it for anything you used to feel it for. Those
men tricked you into thinking you can only feel it about sex. But now, even I
can't make you feel pleasure for anything but sex. The only person who can do
that is you."
"Me? I can't. There is nothing else but sex.... That's all I can feel
anymore. That's the only thing I want. I'll do anything you want. I hate
this. I want to feel good. Sometimes I wish I was dead just so I wouldn't have
to do.."
"Sandi, I know. I wanted to be dead too, once. But I can give you something
better than that. I can make it so you don't care how horny you are, or how
much sex you get. You would be free from all of that, while you learn how to
feel good from other things you do, not just sex. You will have plenty of sex,
but only with me, Brad, Ted here, and maybe a few more. But not with the high
school basketball team like you were dreaming of last night. And you will
definitely not be doing it with your dad. And the best of all, you won't want
to do it with anyone but us. Understand? You will be happy that way."
"Happy? I want to feel happy again. What are you going to do to me to make me
like that?"
"I'm going to make you our slave. You will become totally willing to do
anything we ask, you will love us, your only drive in your life would be to
please us. We would be your masters, you our slave. You will still be Sandi,
have all your memories and dreams. But the only thing that you will want to do
is serve and please us, body, mind, and soul.
"It will make you happy to do as we say, and we will use you as we wish. But as
we do, you will find the things you do for us make you feel good. Probably not
at first except with sex, but you will. And when you are ready, I'll free you,
and you can go back to being a more normal person, only having sex when you find
someone you want to love, not because it is your only pleasure."
That was all I had to say, so I sat quietly waiting for her to make up her mind.
I feared if she said no, it might cause her to go into shock. I would have lost
that hope she was feeding on, and she had lost her own hope a long time ago.
But the answer came quickly.
"Yes. Anything to make me feel good again about... eating, or sleeping, or even
going to the bathroom. Please do it. I want to be me again."
"Brad, you ok with this too? You're the one she is going see the most. You
will have to command her to do things as much as possible. Her happiness will
only come from doing what you say. Okay?"
"I guess."
"Yes or No. You know the drill."
"Hruuuuuh," Brad said indecisively. "Yes. Just do it. Okay? Before I change
my mind and chicken out."
"Ted, what about you. If I arranged it with her parents that she can stay with
you whenever you want, will you be good to her and help her too?"
"Sure! Uhm, I mean, yeah I gue..... Yes, I'll do it."
"Before I do anything to her, I'm going to do something to you both to make you
unable to tell anyone about this, and to make you both always want to help her
more than you want her to be you slave. Okay?"
After they hesitated, I showed how empty Sandi had been feeling. They agreed,
and I did it to them.
"Brad, get undressed," I said while I took off my shoes. "Ted, you might as
well get ready, but don't take your underwear off until it's time. I want Brad
to be the first dick she sees when I turn her sex drive back on. I just hope it
doesn't kill her from the sudden acceleration.... What? I was kidding. She's
not really in danger of dying."
Brad was red-faced, but his dick was hard as a rock. Sandi looked scared, not
having any reason to want her brother like that with her sex drive turned off.
"Sandi, I have to stop what I am doing that's giving you hope. But then I turn
your sex drive back on, and while you are happily sucking you brother down, I'll
make you our slave and you'll stop being unhappy. Okay? Here we go.."
Like a puppet with the strings cut, her posture sagged, her eyes lost their
life, and the look on her face was... pure sorrow.
My eyes fixed on her face, my mind locked onto hers, I reached out my hand and
guided Brad by the butt cheek, positioning him in front of her.
"Ready Brad? She's probably going to inhale you, so brace yourself."
"Do it," he said.
I flipped my mental switch, and watched her come back to life with a vengeance.
Her eyes filled with lust, locked onto Brad's restiffening hardon, and her head
shot forward, taking him inside her throat."
"SHIT!" Ted exclaimed.
"Gaaa?" Brad asked.
"No, don't come yet!" I said, inserting the blocking commands into his nervous
system.
"Okay, stage one complete," I said. I entered her mind, searching out her
motivations and drives, finding only a few were actually in use. It didn't
matter. Sandi didn't have to be sucking on anyone while I made her a slave, but
I wanted everyone to see what she was before, I did it.
"Sandi, listen to me, before I do this, I want you to stop sucking on your
brother. You hear? Stop. Make yourself stop. Sandi. You're sucking on your
brother, something a minute ago you thought was gross. Stop Sandi. Sandi..
Well, I guess she can't stop. Okay, here goes stage two."
I began calling off what I was doing as I did them.
"Sandi, your purpose in life is to please the three of us in anyway we desire.
You will obey any command we give you, happily and with enthusiasm. You will
always be thinking of new ways to please us, never allowing your own pleasure to
come before ours. You will behave normally with others, only calling us our
proper title of master when you are alone with us. You will work hard at
school, then work hard to please your masters. You now belong totally and
completely to us, mind, body, and soul."
As my commands began to take affect, her frantic motions slowed, becoming more
loving in nature.
"Sandi stop sucking your brother, and stand up," I said, stroking my own hardon
in my underwear.
She gently pulled her mouth off her brother, and said, "Yes, Master," as she got
off the bed.
Standing in front of me was the very first person I had ever altered to worship
me as a god. I knew I was doing it for good reasons, but I couldn't help feel I
had crossed another line I never intended to cross. But this time, I didn't let
it concern me. Lines were meant to be crossed, it was only a matter of time.
It is how and why you cross them that really mattered.
"Sandi, who am I?"
"My Master, Master."
"Who is he?" I asked pointing at Brad.
"He is my master, Master."
"Who is he also?"
"My brother, Master."
"What about him," I said pointing at Ted.
"He is my other master, Master."
"Sandi, what do you want more than anything else?"
"I wish to serve and please my masters, Master."
"Is there anything else?"
"No, Master. I live to serve you and please you."
"How did you feel before we became you masters?"
"I was empty, unhappy. I only wanted to fuck and suck to make me feel good."
"And now?"
"I... I only wish to serve and please my masters. There is nothing else."
"Are you unhappy?"
"No, Master."
"Are you happy."
"Only as I serve and please you, Master."
"Any questions?" I said to Brad and Ted.
Ted snapped shut his hanging mouth and then asked, "So, you mean, we can... do
anything? With her?"
"Yeah, as long as it doesn't hurt her permanently, or endanger her life. The
more you have her do for you, the happier she will be. Right now the only true
pleasure she can feel is having sex, but now her happiness doesn't have to
depend on her own pleasure. It really completely depends on how much she can
serve and please us."
"What do you mean serve us?" Brad asked. "I mean, please us, that I
understand. Sex and stuff. But serve us? You mean if I tell her to clean my
room, that makes her happy?"
"Yep. She will clean you room as happily as she would fuck you mad. It all
doesn't matter to her. All she wants is to do whatever you say, and please you.
She hasn't lost her ability to think, and she will always be looking for better
ways to please us. And she will probably make mistakes trying, so don't take it
out on her. If you do, I'll take it out on you three times as bad."
Brad gulped, and Ted was a little nervous too.
"Hey, don't worry guys. I'm not the revengeful type. Just love her, and you'll
be okay. Abuse her... Well, just don't okay? But no matter what you might do,
I won't abuse you, you know? I'll just talk it over with you, and we'll decide
what punishment there would be. I won't do anything to you that you guys don't
freely agree to first. Okay?"
That pretty much settled their concerns. Sandi was still waiting for us to
command her.
"Sandi, what do you think we want you to do first?"
"Suck you? Master?"
"Well, yeah, but first, take off your clothes, get on the bed, and get ready to
receive your masters' dicks, all at the same time."
"Oh, YES, MASTER! THANK YOU, MASTER!" Sandi said, stripping off her shirt and
shorts.
"No underwear.. Figures." I muttered, as she slipped her shoes off.
"Sandi, when did you start growing pubic hair?" Brad asked.
"About two months ago, master," Sandi replied as she crawled on top of Ted's
bed.
"Sandi, don't call me Master, call me by my name.. Brad."
"Yes, master Brad."
"No, just Brad."
She looked confused, unable to comprehend his sentence.
"She can't do that when we are alone, Brad. Just get used to it. It's hard
wired into her, and you can't change that."
"No, but you can. I don't like my sister calling me Master."
"Sorry, bud. It's part of the package. By her saying master, it is like a
built in reward for her. It is supposed to make her happy just to say it. So
just live with it, and try to get her to say it as much as possible. It is one
of the joys of being a slave. By saying a single word, they feel happy to be
alive. Okay?"
"Yeah. Okay. Uhm, you said we all are going to.. you know. But she's only
eleven, and.."
"Sandi, are you a virgin?" I asked her.
"Oh, no, Master." she replied.
"How many times have you had a cock up your pussy and your ass at the same
time?"
"Hundreds of times Master."
"Have you ever had one in your mouth at the same time?" I asked as I crawled up
to her head, shucking my underpants.
"I have always wanted to, but no Master."
"You heard the lady," Ted said, hopping out of his underwear, and crawling up
behind her on the bed.
"Uhm, how can you do that at the same time?" Brad asked standing at the edge of
the bed next to Ted.
Ted and I both looked at Brad like he was stupid.
"Use your imagination, dork," Ted said.
"Hey, don't call me a dork. Virgin, okay, but dork? She is my sister."
I flashed him a mental picture, which he responded out loud with a "Oh."
"Sandi, it would please us the most if you tell us whose dick goes where so you
get the most pleasure, okay?"
"Yes, Master. Which master has the second largest?"
"I guess that's me," Brad responded.
"Master?" She looked up at me questioning.
"Yes Sandi?"
"My brother master is a virgin? May he take his virginity in my pussy? It
wouldn't feel as good as master Ted's, but..."
"Yes, sweet thing. I know. Fine. Who then goes in your ass, my sweet sex
toy."
"Master Ted. His is not too big. Master Ben's was bigger, and he always fucked
my ass."
"Master Ben? Who the fuck is he?" Brad said, glaring at me thinking I had
included someone he didn't know about.
"He was my last master, master. He gave me the candy."
"Oh... sorry Tim."
"Sandi, tell your brother who else right now is you master besides the three of
us."
"No one, Master."
"I might as well also get this part straightened out too. Sandi? Who is your
Master master?"
"You are, my Master master."
"And your other masters?"
"Master Brad is my second master, then master Ted, Master."
I looked up at Brad, and he shrugged and said, "I don't have much choice about
it, do I?"
"Nope, not really. But at least you can protect your sister here from mad man
Ted," I sad with a grin.
"Are we going to fuck or talk," Ted said, wanking himself slowly.
"Ok. Ready?" I said to no one in particular.
Sandi turned on her side, and her brother crawled up into her arms. I motioned
to Ted to hold off. I decided I wanted to let Brad have his moment of love when
he lost his virginity.
I quickly reached into Sandi's mind, found her love for her brother, and
temporarily reduced all of her other motivations to below that. I had to
reverse that a little bit and amplify the love a little, having not realized how
rotten brothers and sisters were to each other.
"Brad?" Sandi said.
"Huh?" he said surprised.
"Thanks for helping me. I know it's gonna be kinda weird, but I'm glad your
gonna be my master. I wish it had been you to take my virginity, not Ben."
"I'm sorry sis. I really am. We can stop. We don't have to..."
"Brad? Kiss me? I've never been kissed before, and I..." Sandi said, a tear
rolling down her cheek.
Brad kissed his sister tentatively on her lips. They wrapped their arms around
each other, and held each other. Not kissing, not moving, just holding.
"Brad? Sandi? I'm sorta manually feeding Sandi's emotions through to her
pleasure center and.... well, put it this way. For a little bit, I can keep
Sandi feeling and acting like her old self. You have maybe twenty minutes
before I get a killer headache and have to stop. Ted, let's get some air."
"What?" Ted said. I gave him a look that told him I wasn't going to repeat
myself, so he said, "Okay, okay. Let me grab my clothes at least."
I grabbed my shorts and shirt, and followed the massive senior out. I got my
first good look at his goods, and figured he hadn't been joking Joey about his
size. His would need four fingers.
Fifteen minutes later, I was having trouble keeping my end of the conversation
from the strain. I felt her release, signaling she had cum. I checked to see
if they had finished, and Brad was just about to come himself.
To Ted I said, "Hold onto your hats, folks, here we go..."
I Linked the four of us up, and let everyone share in Brad's first orgasm inside
a woman.
"Shit.. Wow, that was nice." Ted said after I broke the link. "Uhm, Tim?"
"Yeah?"
"Uhm, well, thanks man. Thanks for, uhm, you know."
"What. Made you the proud owner of one eleven-year-old sex slave?"
"Well, yeah. And.. well, thanks for.. This is gonna sound kind of corny, but,
thanks for letting me be your friend."
"Huh? Oh.. Heh. I guess I don't think of myself that way. But I guess there
are certain advantages of being my friend. Huh."
"Well, I don't know if I can ever repay you for this thing with Sandi, or...
Hell, I couldn't even repay you for that thing you just did with Brad's cumming.
But if you ever need me to do something for ya, just ask."
"Uhm, ok. Thanks..... But you're a pretty neat guy to have as a friend too, ya
know. So stop making me feel special. I'm not really. Just.... A little more
fun than the average freshman."
We talked for a few more minutes, then we snuck in to check on the two siblings.
Brad was asleep, but Sandi smiled when we came in.
"Tim? Thanks for.. you know. Saving my life and everything."
"You're welcome. I'm sorry Sandi, but my head is really starting to hurt. If I
don't stop what I'm doing soon, I'll be in bed all day tomorrow trying to
recover."
"Okay. I just wanted to say thanks. You didn't even know me. Okay. Do what
you have to do.."
"Done." I said, not taking any joy at the relief it caused.
"Master?" she said a moment later.
"Yeah, Sandi."
"I love you Master."
"I know you do. But you don't really. Now wake Brad up with your sexy tongue,
and prepare yourself to get fucked all three ways."
"Yes Master."
She began to lick Brad's face, wetly and passionately. Brad awoke sputtering.
"She's gone, isn't she.." he said sadly.
"No I'm not, silly master," She said with a genuine smile.
"Brad, she is still Sandi, just with a different view of life. Now, are you
going to help us fuck her like she really wants or not?"
"Please? Brad?" Sandi said. I was surprised she could resist calling him
master, and I said so.
"Okay, then. I guess if I think of it as a game more, then.. Okay, slave.
You're going to have the best three way fuck ever."
"Finally," Ted muttered, getting undressed again.
Ted laid down on his back, and had Sandi slowly mount his large cock. It was
probably bigger than my dad's, so I was somewhat in awe of Ted. But Sandi
didn't seem to have any problems taking him. She sat on his crotch, and began
humping. I was about to ask Ted where the KY was, then remembered something he
had told Joey.
"Sandi, let Brad get his dick good and slick with your juices so he can get it
in your ass."
"Yes, Master." She calmly got off Ted's dick, and waited for Brad's. Once Brad
had figured out what was going on, he got in the mode, and pretty soon she was
sandwiched. After a little rearrangement, Sandi's mouth was waiting my cock's
insertion.
"Sandi, when I put this in, you will use every ounce of your strength to make us
cum as hard and quickly as you can. When we cum, you cum."
"Yes Master. Thank you Master."
I felt like I was about to start up the band or something, holding my dick, with
everyone waiting for me. I just smiled then said, "One. Two. One, two, three,
FuCK!"
Sandi sucked me into her throat. I crossed my eyes, feeling her tongue, her
lips, even her throat massage my cum to a low boil. I looked down at the young
girl, somewhat unbelieving she was doing what she was doing. As the two fuckers
began to get a rhythm, I knew I would cum first, long before them.
"Oh, well. I wouldn't kill me to cum twice in her mouth." I thought to myself.
I felt like I had been disconnected from reality. For a few moments, I forgot
where I was and what I was doing. All there was was the steady building of my
orgasm.
Her eyes met mine, and she indicated she wished for me to fuck her mouth,
putting her master's pleasure before her own.
"Suck it slave, I'm gonna enjoy your mouth to the fullest."
I started slowly, not wanting to cause her any pain. But her conditioning long
before me had been complete. Soon I was fucking her mouth with abandon. Her
eyes rolled up in her head, and I started to feel my cum boil.
As my balls began to retract, my lust was beginning to flow freely into my mind.
I reached out into my slave, searching, feeling for any kind of innocence left
within her, intending to take it from her as was my right as her master. I had
the consolation that even if I did find something, I could always give it back
to her in some fashion.
But when I did find it, I could not make myself do it. She still dreamed of a
prince in shiny silver armor, white horse and all. Of course, the dream itself
was slightly corrupted, for this prince had the prick the size of... well, we
would have had trouble buying underwear if ours were that size.
The scary part of it was, that dream was quickly becoming reality to her. In
her dream, instead of one prince, there were three. And for once, I had the
bigger dick. Heh.
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