Tim, the Teenage MC By Rass Senip Chapter XVI: 11th Grade, Summer 1988 Part 1 - Nathan, My Best Amigo (mc, mf, ff) Puffy white clouds hang high in the sky casting shadows on the fields of grass surrounding a road, a peaceful and quite scene. A car... A familiar red car... approaches from the distance, then pulls up beside me. I'm sitting in my Mustang and finding myself looking Tim in the eyes as Eric silently gets out of his car without a word. I hear a count down, "Three, two, one," and instinctively push on the petal to make my car go, but my ears only hear the roar of Tim's engine as we pull out. I knew I was going to beat him again, even though he kept getting further ahead with each shift. Right on cue, the crossing lights came on as the train blew it's horn, and I look over at Tim expecting to see his face whiten with fear. But his eyes contained a look I had never seen before, fearless and bright, with just a touch of insanity to them. There was no doubt in my mind he wasn't going to stop this time, and it was then my car's speed started to decline. As the train's whistle blew its long wails and the crossing light dinged in my ears, I struggled in vain to get my car back up to speed. I nearly missed seeing his car jerk up slightly from the dip in the road by the track as mine slowed to a stop. My eyes locked on and zoomed in to watch the distance between the onrushing train and the side of his car close faster than I could even blink. I was then standing right there by the tracks, witnessing the exact spot where the train first touched the side of his car. Just as the impact crushed the passenger side door, I heard Tim exclaim, "Damn it! You won again!" The next instant, I was hurled into the air from the explosion of flames and noise, my body becoming lighter and less distinct, and then I heard Eric's distant anguished cry.... "Noooooooooo!" I woke up with a start, my heart pounding as it took me a few moments to take in my surroundings and recognize where the hell I was. Then I sat up slowly and threw my feet over the side of my bunk bed, wondering why my back was feeling so stiff. A voice from the lower bunk said, "You're Joseph?" I looked between my bare legs and feet to see a Latino guy about my age looking up at me before I said, "Yeah." "My name is Nathan. Grandfather said you.. require a voice to..." "Link with, yeah," I said, my heart starting to speed up again. "I take it you're interested?" "Si, but only if your link can strengthen my voice too." I jumped down to the warm marble floor, but because my legs were as stiff as my back felt, I ended up landing on my face instead of my feet. Nathan didn't move a muscle to help me, and the asshole was even laughing at me too, so I managed to moan a "Fuck you." As I struggled to get up, he finally helped me up while asking, "You have trouble with heights?" I sat down on the bunk next to him to recover and said, "Fuck, no.. My legs are really stiff for some reason." "I have seen people have this problem before. It will go away in a day or so." "I take it you been living here a long time?" "Si, half my life. I have voice, but it isn't strong like the others. You help me get strong voice?" "Well, we can try. I can't promise anything though. You want to try now?" "Not yet. Questions first," he said, moving to sit beside me. "How do you hide from me?" "Huh? Oh, you mean how do I keep you from scanning me and stuff. Sorry, but I can't tell you that. You understand?" "Si. I understand. So.. You like girls?" "Shit. Yeah, I like girls." "You like to.. uhhh.. make girls fuck?" "I'd like to do that, yeah." "You no keep? You let go afterwards?" "Probably. That's the way I've done it in the past, but I might keep one or two girls a lot longer than the others I enslave." This seem to trouble him a moment, but then he said, "Grandfather tell you rule?" "Which one? He told me lots of.." "Only one slave per voice. That rule." "Yeah, he told me. I just meant.." "Only girls. No boys. Grandfather said you like boys too." "No I don't!" I said insulted. "Look! You want pussy, I want pussy. If we link, I'll do what I want and you do what you want. If you can't handle that, then I'll find someone else to link with, understand? Any more questions? If not I'm getting my dinner." "I apologize," he said with sincerity. "My words are clumsy, and I do understand. You and I have this in common. I not strong enough to not do as others say. I wish only to be equal, not above. I wish to decide what I do instead of doing what others tell me. My word to you I will not tell you what to do if you do not tell me what to do too." "I'll agree to that.." I said, feeling more comfortable about him with that out of the way. "Anything else you want to ask?" "Yes, just one." "Well? What is it?" "Why are you here? Grandfather did not say, just you are not decided to stay yet." "That's kind of a long story. I'm really pretty hungry. Mind if I eat while we talk?" He nodded and stood up, his own legs appearing little shaky, but not as much as mine were. I couldn't understand why my legs and back were so stiff, but I forgot about it once I had left the barracks and headed for the food. Shit, I guess it's time to explain where the fuck I was in the first place. To put it simply, I was in the South American country of Venezuela as the guest and sort of patient of the man known as Gladius. Yeah, the guy who created the twins and shit like that. Anyway, Gladius owns this... I guess you could call it a town. Shit, it was more like a fortress since the entire place was surrounded by a huge stone wall that was guarded night and day. The population of this town was a mixture of all races and creeds, the largest amount being native Venezuelans, but the few telepaths who he employed and the empathic twins he bred were the only free thinking people there. The rest were simply his slaves in which he uses to breed even more slaves. I'm not sure if Gladius had found out about my... Shit. Rebellion? Whatever you call dropping out of school, fighting with my parents and sister night and day until I just left and swore never to come back, all while constantly looking for ways to fuck up Tim's life,... Whatever that is, that's what I had done, and after spending two weeks living on my own without speaking a word to any friends or family, I was only too happy to accept Kain's offer to return to Venezuela with him to see if I'd like to work for Gladius in his keep. Kain.. He's this twenty something Venezuelan guy who was supposedly in the states to kidnap this particular type of woman for some reason or another, and we bumped into each other when we both had been casing out the same chick named Michelle. I was at this diner at lunch time looking for someone who felt something from my coin. Michelle walks in and sits down at the counter, so I leisurely sit down next to her and order a soda like I had been doing the last ten times I had tried it there. We started talking, I showed her the coin and let her hold it, and after she failed the test, I was about to go when Kain sat down and asked if he could see it. Shit. That scared me. I mean, either he was a coin freak like John or an experienced telepath who had at least seen another coin like mine before. I wanted to find someone who hadn't developed their telepathy yet so I could trick them into letting me link with them. Once linked, I would enslave them before helping them develop their own abilities as much as I could. Kain immediately explained that he had been scanning Michelle while I was talking to her and became curious when he tried to scan me and found I could hide my thoughts from him. After a few nervous minutes, I relaxed finding he had no intention of taking my coin from me or enslaving me, and then after I explained what I had been doing and somewhat the reason why, he offered to take me to Gladius to work for him. When I got there though, Gladius himself told me he could not rely on me because I was "empathetically damaged" due to the improper conditions during my recovery from my empathic wipe. He gave me the choice of either permitting his girls to treat me or leaving his keep penniless and with no ticket home. Shit, what else could I do? I didn't know a word of Spanish and had come there without a passport or any other form of ID. My dad had tried to stop me from leaving home by burning my drivers license and ATM card, and transferred the little money I had in my checking account to the savings account which I couldn't access until I was eighteen. But he didn't hide his own wallet at night since it was kept next to his bed. I simply waited for my mom and dad to fall asleep, then snuck in and took all his cash and his ATM card which he didn't know I knew the pin number to. Anyway, I knew Gladius had me by the balls, and it scared the shit out of me thinking what he might do to me if I agreed to let those brainwashing bitches do their thing on me. I was absolutely against it until he offered to have one of his voices allow me to link with them. Between that and the fact that I was sure he was capable of enslaving me himself if that's what he wanted to do, I agreed to his conditions and went somewhat willingly with Kain to begin the first of six "treatments". I was telling most of this to Nathan as I ate like a horse. I explained that I had just finished the fourth treatment and had just woken up from sleeping off the effects of the five hour long fuck. Nathan grinned and asked me, "You like fucking Grandfather's girls?" "Shit, yeah. I know they do something to me to want it, but I still can't help but get hard thinking about my next time. What about you? You ever fuck a twin?" "All us voices get tested by Grandfather's girls every three weeks, and if we fail their test, they "correct" us. None of us like that kind of fuck, and I've been corrected five times. Your fuck is different. I've never had that kind before." "Do any of the other voices get to have the good kind of fuck with them?" "Kain does, and I think a few others have but they won't tell. Do you feel any different from your treatments?" "Yeah, I guess I do a little. I mean, I've only been here a week, and most of that time I've been either sleeping or eating or fucking. I haven't had time to really find out if I'm feeling different than before. What? Why are you looking at me like that?" "Have you fucked other than your treatments?" "Huh? No, why?" "Oh.. I thought you fuck slave or something." "Why? Can't you fuck the slaves any time you feel?" "No. We only allowed to have one slave at a time, and not any of Grandfather's. We have to find our own slaves outside. Gordon and Jonas take mine, and I am not strong enough to fight them. Maybe with link we can keep our slaves like the others do. All the voices have partner. All but me." I couldn't help but feel a little sorry for him. Especially since I was pretty sure that Gordon was this twerp about fourteen. Shit, he was more of an asshole that a twerp. The first time he had seen me he had instantly used his voice on me to try and make me get him a drink. I went along with it just so I could purposely dump it over his head, and after I did that, I filled him in on the fact that I was a guest and he better not fuck with me. While I hadn't actually been told that the others would get into trouble for messing with me, Gordon didn't try anything like that again, but he was working really hard to get around my self encrypting thoughts while I had been eating breakfast that morning. Even though I had just slept for six hours, I was feeling really sleepy by the time I finished eating. I think I barely kept my eyes open long enough to make it back to bed before slipping into a deep sleep again. The next morning I woke up feeling stiff again, but not as bad as the day before. I wasn't going to have another treatment until the next day, so I decided to do some exploring, having not seen much of the place except the courtyard were the food was given out, the barracks where I slept, and Kain's lab where I went for my treatments. I shared the barracks with fifteen or so men, but the only time they ever used it was at night. None of them ever spoke a word to me as they mechanically showered and climbed into bed every night around ten. After they got up at the crack of dawn and filed out to do their work in the fields, I had the whole place to myself until they returned that evening. I'll say this much for Gladius. He runs a tight ship. As I wandered around the town, every person over the age of three was hard at work in some fashion or other. Women washing clothes, sewing clothes, making pottery, taking care of the children who were too young to be in school. Shit. School.. It wasn't anything like a school I ever heard of. There were only two men and two women teaching at least sixty children between three and twelve, and besides Kain and Gladius, they were the only voices over the age of twenty. They were in the middle of their French lesson, but during the lesson one of the men went over to this one girl and apparently gave her a pop quiz on blow jobs. That's pretty much when I knew the treatments hadn't helped me a bit. I wanted that kind of power, I wanted to order a little girl like that to suck me off, then fuck her up really really bad before taking her mind and using her in every form of sex I could think of. I left the "school" and started searching for Nathan, yet continued to do some exploring too. Most of the buildings were simply housing for the slaves, the women's sleeping quarters all having two bedrooms separated from the bunk beds, but otherwise their uniform monotonous look was identical to the men's bunkers like mine. The exception to this was the maternal wards where women with babies were given private rooms, showers, and other luxuries the others didn't have. The children's quarters were pretty much smaller versions of the adults, but I was surprised to find they had play areas stocked with toys. I wondered if this meant that children required that kind of activity in order to grow up somewhat normal. All those buildings I found to be empty, but several other buildings were in use like the one where the food was prepared, another where the laundry was done, some metal works, and a bunch of others which I didn't bother to check out that looked pretty much the same. I had no idea of what Nathan or any of the other voices did all day. Kain had told me that there were thirteen teen voices working for Gladius, and they all had jobs to do during the day to earn their board and meals. I found it very strange that any voice would put up with such an arrangement, for they could have easily gone out and lived like kings instead of working seven days a week in that slave pit. I was on my way back to the court yard where they would be serving lunch when a guy appeared twenty yards behind me and started ordering me to do something in Spanish. "I don't speak Spanish, and I'm not one of these... people," I said, finding the guy was irritated at me for some reason. I felt his mind try to command me to follow him, and I barely was able to hold him off before he stopped and frowned at me for a few moments. Then he turned and whistled down to another guy in the distance, and I watched that one jog towards us with a grin on his face while the other motioned for me to follow him inside a rather large building I hadn't tried. "Holy shit," I gasped, finding the building littered with nude women in an assortment of sexually inviting poses and positions. I looked over at the guy who I had followed, then mirrored his toothy grin just as the other guy came in. The second guy asked the first something which I figured to be "What did you want?" then in the middle of the response, the second guy said "Ahhhh.." and looked at me with a grin spreading on his face. "Welcome to the whore house. My name is Chris, and yours is Joseph, right?" the second guy said in perfect American English. "Yeah, but call me Joe. You're American?" "Yep. Born in Philadelphia, raised in Texas, but for the past five years I've been working here. You like the scenery?" "Fuck yeah. Uhhh, is that all it is though?" "What?" "Scenery." "Oh.. Well, yes and no. You see, these bitches are all owned by us, the male voices. You can't fuck any of them unless the one who owns them allows it, but we generally will say okay as long as we get to do the same to yours. I take it you're going to join us here?" "Yeah, I hope so. Uhm, you know Nathan, right?" "What, pip squeak?" he laughed. "Yeah, we all know him. Why?" "I was looking for him, that's all," I said, sensing they wouldn't like the real reason why. I felt his mind touching mine in a probe, then grinned at his confusion and said, "Sorry. No peeking." "Shit, I've never... Well, if you want some free advice, I wouldn't get too friendly with Nathan if I were you." "Why?" "He's desperate for a partner, that's why. We all have a partner to rely on to watch our back and help each other when we need it. Peter's my partner, and you'll need one too if you don't want to end up sucking someone's big toe every night. Nathan's a voice, but he's so weak he's worthless as a partner. You'd be better off joining us until someone else comes along. We could use the extra mind, not that we don't do okay on our own." "Uhm, thanks. I'll keep that in mind. But I'm not officially one of you yet, and Gladius told Nathan to talk to me about something, and I just remembered something he needed to know. Do you know where he is right now?" "He's in the medical building, probably playing doctor with some of the patients again," he snickered. "Thanks. I'll see you around, alright?" "Yeah.. Just remember what I said, though." "I will," I said giving him a fake but convincing smile. "I don't want to suck anyone's toes." That fucker must have thought I was born yesterday or something. I mean, first his "partner" tests to see how strong my defenses are, then he attempts to impress me with the whore house before ripping on Nathan and trying to talk me into joining their group. But I knew his game. I saw the grin he had on his face while jogging up to us. It had been one of those "he fell for it" kind of grins. At least he didn't lie to me about where Nathan was though. I found him in the medical building, and it kind of startled me to find him there finger fucking a woman who wasn't even conscious. "Is that a new way to diagnose herpes or something?" I said behind him, making him jump. "I... I..." he said, turning red. "Shit, it's cool, Nathan. I'm sure I'd do something like that too if I had the chance. Look. I've been doing a lot of thinking, and if you're willing, I'd really like to do the link with you. But you have to promise me one thing." "What?" he said, before sticking his wet finger in his mouth for a taste. "Shit.. You're so horny you'd fuck a dead cow, wouldn't you? Shit. I want you to give me your word you won't ever hide anything from me. We got to trust each other if we're gonna be partners" "Really?" "Yeah. Really. So.. What do you say." "I say yes. When do we do this link?" "Well, right now if you want." "Will it hurt?" "No." "Do I have to lay down?" "No! Shit, all you have to do is let it happen when you feel me trying to form it with you. That's it. No deposit required." "No deposit?" "Never mind. Are you ready or not?" He looked at me for a moment, then sat down in a chair by the door and nodded his head. I swear my heart was pounding so hard in anticipation that I thought I was going to faint before I could form the link. Shit. Just feeling the link gave me a such a woody that I had to adjust my cock in my shorts right there in front of Nathan. And when I felt the minds of the people around me, I was so fucking horny, I considered fucking the bitch who he had been playing with when I had come in. "That's it?" Nathan asked. "That's it. Do you feel any stronger?" "Must test it," he mumbled to me as he concentrated really hard. Then his eye grew really wide and he got really excited, exclaiming something in Spanish before hugging me like a fool. "Shit, what the fuck did you do to test it?" I asked him once he had let me go. "My slave is now mine again!" he exclaimed with glee. "Come, Joseph! Come and meet my sister! Then fuck her with me!" "Your sister?" I said shocked as he pulled me out into the hall. "You enslaved your sister?" "Si. She was my fantasy. But for three years Jonas and Rico and now Gordon have kept me from having her and used her themselves. But now she is mine again. Thank you, Joseph. My gratitude is yours forever." "Shit." Shit, was I horny. I was humping my shorts as I ran to the whore house with Nathan, and as soon as I was through the door, I took control of the first bitch I saw and had her undressing me while I took over the next one. Nathan was only interested in his sister at the end of the hall, so he didn't notice what I was doing. I had one sucking on my cock while I sucked on another's tits and taking control of a third who then joined the task of the first. Shit, I was like a kid in candy store. When I finished taking the mind of the fourth and started on my fifth, I had the first three move out of the way so I could mount the fourth and start humping away. The other three began licking each other all over, then after I exploded inside the fourth, they joined the fifth and sixth in fighting the fourth for their fair share of my cum which was dripping out of her cunt. I must have spent a good hour with those girls, fucking each one at least once, and fucked the fourth two more times because her cunt was so fucking hot. I completely forgot about Nathan until I was flat on my back and listening to the girls slurping each other out with my eyes closed. "Oh no..." I heard his voice say from the other end. "What's the matter?" I asked, barely having the energy to sit up and look at him. He was standing there at the other end of the hall with apparently his full grown sister sucking his soft cock. "Amigo.. You have broken so many rules.." he said with forlornness. "Oh? Which ones?" I said, laying back down and closing my eyes again. "You fucked them without permission from their masters, and right now they are committing a sin! Please, amigo.. make them stop their evil actions.." "What are you talking about?" I said, opening my eyes and looking over at the six slurping girls. "They're not committing a sin.. They're just.. pleasuring each other.." "It is a SIN! he cried as his sister began humping his fully hardened cock with her mouth. "Looks like you like that kind of sin," I said, grinning at him. "Let me guess.. Gladius doesn't like any kind of homosexual sex? Even when it's girls doing it?" "Please stop, amigo," he groaned as I directed two of my fuck sluts to disentangle themselves from the group and approach Nathan and his sister with eyes trained on her. "Oh, come on, Nathan," I said grinning ear to ear. "She's worked very hard to pleasure you, so the least you can do is let her be pleasured too. Look.. See? She likes the feel of other sluts licking her neck and shoulders." Nathan groans again and starts humping his sisters mouth from my sneaky stimulation of his balls and cock. He didn't seem to be aware that you could control the body's senses directly, for he only protected his mind and not his body. I considered the possibility that all the voices there believed all control was centered in the brain, but I quickly assumed that Nathan simply wasn't experienced enough to learn that lesson yet. We were interrupted by the door opening, then a voice exclaiming, "What the FUCK!" Nathan and I both froze for a moment, then Nathan whimpered as he came and that spurred me into action. Shit. It only took me a second to get around Leon Parkinson's defenses, and I wasn't even half way turned around before I had put him in a dream state just on instinct. I had done it all without even thinking about it, and after I had turned around to face him, it took me a few moments to realize what I had done. "Holy shit," I said softly. "Damn, I'm good," I said proudly a moment later. "Look, Nathan. I... Hey.. It's cool, Nathan.. He's in dreamsville.." "Dreamsville?" Nathan said in a very small voice. "Amigo, we are in very bad trouble...." "Hey... Trust me. I've had a lot of experience at covering up things like this... Shit, Nathan. Don't you think you over did it on the cock sucking bit?" I said noticing his sister was still sucking on his cock. "Vera, go to our room and clean yourself up," he said after looking down at her for a brief instance. "Joseph, do you understand we would be enslaved ourselves if we attempted to 'cover up' and it fail? Grandfather's girls can detect such deceit ten feet away.." "Heh.. You're just not very good at keep your mind off of things you don't want others to know about," I said before realizing that was truly a problem. I looked at him with a thoughtful gaze and asked, "Nathan, do you trust me?" "Trust does not come easily to me," he replied honestly. "I trust you more than the others, but not blindly so." "Leon," I said to the eldest of the male teen voices as I turning around. "What would you do to us for using all these girls?" "I wouldn't have done anything until talking to the others." "And what do you think they would have done?" "Probably enslave you two for a couple of days and play with you." "Wouldn't Gladius get upset?" "Nah.. As long as the work gets done and we don't break any of his rules, he lets us run things the way we like." "I see," I said while scanning his open and defenseless mind. "Nathan, why don't you go to your room and wait for me there. The less you see, the better, okay?" "Si," he said nervously. "You come to me when you finish?" "Yeah, and don't worry. Everything will be all right. Neither of us are gonna be anyone's toys. You can trust me on that." The first thing I did was to do some fancy encrypting on Leon's memory concerning what he had seen coming in, then had him turn around and walk out before waking him up believing he had done what he had came there to do without any recollection of what had happened. It was pretty much the same kind of technique I had used on the girls I had used, and if Tim and Sarah both couldn't uncover them, I figured none of these assholes had a chance to. I'm not a greedy man, but the idea of letting all those women go... Well, if I was gonna be caught for tampering with the other slaves, I figured I might as well have tampered with all of them. I really didn't believe anyone would find out. It was probably a pretty stupid thing to do, but at that point I didn't care. I spent almost an hour cleaning up their memories and encrypting my controls in their heads and leaving just a tiny rat to report to me if they hear something I should know about. Oh man.. That was the smartest thing I ever did. Shit, if I hadn't done that, I would have been up shit's creek without a paddle about a year later. Nathan's room was on the third floor of the building, and after getting off the elevator, I was really surprised at how nice the hallway was. The ground floor had been kind of dingy with low lights and no air conditioning, but the upstairs was nice and cool, brightly lit, looking more like a fancy apartment building than the dump it appeared to be downstairs. There were four rooms on that floor, and after I knocked on the one I sensed Nathan was behind, I simply turned the knob and walked in from his reply to come in. "Damn!" I exclaimed, finding his room was like a penthouse. "Do all the voices get a pad like this?" "Si," Nathan said softly and sleepily from the bed. His sister was asleep with her head on his chest, and I took that opportunity to get a good look at her. She had a very pretty face, and I guessed her age to be around twenty or so. I was trying to see if they looked alike at all, but was distracted by Nathan carefully slipping out of the bed. "Amigo, you smell of sex. You must shower," he said, walking to what I assumed was the bathroom. I followed him and found a bathroom not quite as nice as Tim's back home, but still was very nice. Nathan walked up to the toilet and started pissing right there in front of me, and I got this really weird feeling he was testing me somehow. I shrugged it off and went to start the water in the shower, then felt his eyes appraising me while I was taking my clothes off. I wasn't sure what his intentions were. I mean, I was pretty certain he wasn't interested in me, and I certainly wasn't interest in him in that way, but I couldn't help but wonder if that's what was going on. Once I was in the shower however, I forgot about Nathan as I let the water rinse the tension away, but after a minute or two, I was startled when Nathan opened the door and got in. "What are you doing?" I asked him nervously. "I smell of sex too," he said simply. "And I have some.. questions.." "Questions?" I said, expecting him to ask about homosexual sex and shit like that. "Yes. You are seventeen?" "Yeah..." I said cautiously while soaping myself up and keeping my eyes from looking at him. "I am seventeen too. But you are much bigger than I. Why?" "Uhm, I guess it's hereditary," I said, feeling my skin turning red. "Hereditary.. This means what?" "It means.. Shit, Nathan. My dick is bigger because my dad's dick is bigger than your dad's.. You understand?" He laughed at this, then when I looked at him, I knew I had misjudged his question. "No no, amigo. I am not talking about our... penises.. You have much more muscle all over than I. How did you obtain such muscle?" I turned red again, then said, "Shit.. I'm sorry Nathan. The way you were lookin' at me made me think... Uhm, anyway, I work out a lot, that's all. Fuck, I need to start working out again too if I'm gonna keep them. I don't suppose this place has a weight room, does it?" "Weight room?" "Yeah. With weights and exercise equipment..." "Si, next to the medical building. It's for male slaves about to be sold." "Really? Cool. Hey, if you want, you can go with me and build up some of your muscles.. You know, you're not all that out of shape yourself. In fact, out of all the other voices I've seen, you look more in shape than any of them." "Si.. I do more physical labor than they. Until now..." he said, turning around and bending over to wash his lower legs and feet. Shit. One look at his ass spreading open like that made my cock get hard before I could avert my eyes. I turned around myself to finish up my own showering, but fuck... I couldn't get it to go down with him once in a while bumping up against me as I washed. What was more disturbing to me was the fact that.. Well, I had never felt sexually attracted to another guy except Tim before. And ever since Sarah killed Tim's rat he put in my head, I had easily converted my desire to fuck his ass to raping his ass. That's not what I wanted to do with Nathan. I felt the same attraction that I had for Tim before Steven mucked around with my mind. I hesitated before bending over to do my own feet and lower legs, and then I fell over from surprise when Nathan started washing my back with his hands. When I looked over at him to demand what he thought he was doing, I found him grinning at me, knowing I had mistaken his innocent gesture as something less innocent. He didn't say anything, and let his grin fade away as he held his hand out to me to help me up. By that time my hard on was on its way down, so I accepted his hand and allowed him to pull me back to my feet. "Joseph, may I ask you a question?" Nathan suddenly asked very seriously as we finished up. "Don't call me Joseph. Call me Joe..." I said, almost biting my tongue to cut off the 'e' sound from 'Joey'. "Then... May I ask you a question, Joe?" he asked carefully. "I guess.." "How did you learn to keep voices from reading your thoughts while you are not linked with one?" Shit. I felt like a bomb had gone off inside me. I was just suddenly so angry at Tim for.. for EVERYTHING! I almost couldn't hold it in, but I managed to only let a little out while I spat, "Before the fucker stabbed me in the back the first time, Tim and I.. Let's just say we figured it out together." "Tim.. He know how it works?" "Yeah.. He's the only person who can get around it too, I think. See? That's another thing about him I can't stand. He's the only person who I can't hide my thoughts that way. I can't have any true privacy with him. I hate him always looking over my shoulder and making sure I'm not doing anything he thinks I shouldn't be." "Joe, I know very little of this Tim whom you speak of. But while Grandfather was telling me you might be able to strengthen my voice, he had a telephone call. I did not mean to listen to what he was saying, but Grandfather is leaving this evening to go to America..." he trailed off as we got out of the shower. I waited for him to continue as we toweled off, then because he hadn't by the time we were hanging up our towels, I grabbed him by the shoulders, looked him in the eyes, and said, "And?" Nathan's indecision was painted clearly on his face, so I said, "He's going to see Tim, isn't he. He gonna tell them I'm here... FUCK! I bet Tim arranged all of this! I bet Gladius is doing his mom a favor by keeping me here and 'treating' me! I'm right, aren't I!" "No, amigo! No, nothing like that!" he said desperately. "I don't know for certain, but... If your Tim and the Tim he spoke of on the phone are the same, then..." he said as his desperation turned back to indecision. "WHAT!" I screamed at him as my anger concerning Tim caused me to exert a great deal of pressure on his bare shoulders. "He's dead, amigo! ARRGH! Let go of me!" he cried while struggling to get out of my grasp. It took me a few seconds to absorb that, and I just managed to let his shoulders go before the shock paralyzed me. I must have stood there for a couple of minutes without moving a muscle except letting my arms slowly return to my sides. I couldn't believe it. Tim? Dead? Could it be true? Could he really be dead? Nathan said something to me, and after a few moments I looked over at him to see what he wanted. "Do you need a doctor?" he said worriedly while slipping a shirt on. I shook my head, then suddenly felt a little weak in the knees and decided I had better sit down. I ignored Nathan's panicked reaction when I started walking towards the bed where his sister laid asleep. I ended up laying down since his sister was no longer occupying the space, and I laid there staring at the ceiling for a long time, a lot longer than what it had seemed. Shit. I didn't know what to make of my feelings. At times I had said I wanted Tim to die, but I guess I never really had meant it. I mean, part of me was celebrating the fact that something horrible had happened to him, but the problem was I hadn't been there to witness it, nor had I had anything to do with it. And all that anger I had... Well, if he was dead, then I would never get the chance to use that anger against him, never to get my revenge, never to see him regret betraying me, regret being my friend... That was the biggest shock of all. While for the most part I was feeling cheated and shit like that, there also was this sadness... One I didn't want to admit I had, but I knew it was there all the same. A sadness that meant I would miss him, miss him as the good friend he once had been. So you see, I was really confused about what I felt about it. I never questioned the possibility that it might not have been Tim who Nathan had heard Gladius talking about. I guess I just knew it to be true. I was startled when Nathan returned and I found it was getting dark outside. He seemed very wary of what my reaction would be to the question which he was wanting to ask, and after ten minutes of not saying a word to me, I finally said, "What's on your mind, Nathan?" "What do you mean?" he said nervously. "You know what I mean," I sighed, looking back up at the ceiling. He didn't answer right away, but I knew he would once he built up his nerve. Nathan didn't have much confidence when it came to expressing his concerns and feelings that might upset other voices. I couldn't blame him either, figuring he had been the toy of the others on many occasions before when he let something slip that one of the others didn't care to hear. "Are you upset with me?" "Huh? No. I'm not the least bit upset with you. Why?" "Then why..." he began as his confidence failed him. I sighed, finding myself not really wanting to get up but sat up and turned towards him anyway. "Uhm, Nathan... I'm sorry I hurt you... I didn't realize I was squeezing you so hard. But I thought... Well, it doesn't matter what I thought. I promise I'll never do anything like that again. Okay amigo?" He just looked at me with this confused and rejected expression on his face, so I said, "What?" "Why have you... You are no longer linked with me. I don't understand why you.." I must have blinked awfully hard or something when I realized he was right. I wasn't linked with him any more. It took me a few moments to analyze this, then I said, "I'm sorry, Nathan. Really sorry. I didn't know I had killed the link." "Then you do not plan on linking with someone else?" he said with caution. "Fuck, no.. I wouldn't be able to trust any of the others like I trust you," I said, forming the share link with him again. "Good," he said with a considerable amount of relief as he accepted the link. "I almost told Gordon to go play with himself when he took my sister with him to his room, but without your link, I would not be able too.. What are you doing?" I was at his dresser looking in his drawers for something big enough for me to wear, then said, "Well, if you and I are gonna go teach Gordon and the others a lesson, I'd rather not go naked, and my clothes... smell of sex, you know." Nathan didn't say anything until I was about to turn around, then he startled me with his face right next to mine saying, "If I do something... against the rules, would you..." I looked in his eyes and said with a big grin, "Cover it up for you?" He put on a less confident grin of his own and nodded his head, and I knew right then and there Nathan was my kind of telepath. One who didn't mind whose rules he bent or broke as long as nobody got hurt in the end. And most of all, one who was for the time being completely dependant on me to provide him with everything he needed to be free to do so, just as I depended on him. I knew it was a bit premature, but I couldn't help believing Nathan was the perfect person to be my partner, someone who would never say I couldn't do something because it was wrong. And for the time being he was incapable of overpowering me enough to enslave me, so I decided I would show him the tricks of my... er.. our trade. Fifteen minutes later, Nathan walked up to Gordon's door on the fifth floor and was about to grab the handle when his confidence ran out again. "I bet he's fucking her right now," I prompted him from down the hall where I stood ready just incase he screwed up somehow. "Yeah.. I think he is too.." Nathan squinted his eyes in determination, then grabbed the handle and flung the door open. "You will RETURN what is properly MINE this instant, or I will have you as my TOY, GORDON!!" Nathan exclaimed. "What's got into him?" I heard a voice that wasn't Gordon's. "I don't know. When I grabbed that cunt of his tonight, for a moment I thought he was going to hit me but he didn't. Look at him.. He's such a wimp. He looks like he's about to shit in his pants now for what he just did." "What do you want to do with him?" another voice said. "Hey.. Can we do that dog thing again?" a fourth voice said. "No... Not the dog thing.." Nathan whimpered. "Shit," I muttered as I realized Nathan wasn't about to carry out his plans since he believed we'd never be able to overpower all four of them. As Nathan whimpered again while getting down on his hands and knees, I carefully felt out who else was in there, finding they were there having a slave swap, and instantly used one of the girls' eyes and ears to see what was going on. I couldn't help but grin at how relaxed and careless the four voices were being as Nathan crawled up to one of the slave girls and started sniffing her butt like a male dog would, and then was startled to find the sight rather arousing. And not just to me, but Nathan as well. After a few minutes of this, I decided that the idea behind this was to get Nathan extremely horny and uptight without letting him satisfy himself on one of the five girls he was sniffing. I realized it had been Chris who had suggested the dog thing, and I got really angry realizing that Peter, his partner, also spoke perfect English from the way he was telling the girls to fart in Nathan's face, something which Nathan definitely didn't like. I got so angry at him that I had found a way around his shield before I even realized I was doing it, but then took that opportunity to disable his use of his telepathy without letting on to him or the others I had. Once I was finished with Peter, I moved on to do the same with Chris, finding him easier to do than Peter, and that he was really thinking of some nasty things to do to Nathan after his partner had had his fun. I found Jonas to be the challenge of the three guest voices. I couldn't get around his shield without alerting him and Gordon to it, for they had developed some kind of intermutual defense where they both shielded each other's thoughts. I gave up when Jonas sensed my probe enough to send out one of his own, and I held my breath as I shielded my presence from it hoping he would just think it was his imagination playing tricks on him. "Nathan, were you trying to probe me?" he asked a moment later. "No, sir," Nathan said unhappily. "Gordon, did you feel it?" "No," Gordon said, sending out his own probes. "Nathan, you better not be lying to me," Jonas said while attempting to scan Nathan's mind. "What's the matter, Jonas? Having a little trouble reading his thoughts?" Chris said humorously. "As a matter of fact, yeah. I am," he said with a slight sound of urgency. "What?" Gordon said before attempting to do the same. "Shit. Nathan, either let us in your head, or we'll..." "Or what?" Nathan said with a slight threat in his voice. "Or you'll be licking those asses instead of sniffing them," Jonas answered before attempting to break through Nathan's barrier. "I think you'll be the one licking asses," I said from the door as I attacked Jonas's own barrier to distract him from Nathan's weakening one. I flinched when Gordon attacked mine, but then felt his attack slacken when Nathan managed to back me up by attacking his. "You.. two.. can.. join in... any... time now," Jonas said in a rather strained voice to Chris and Peter. "I can't!" they both said at the same time a moment later. They looked at each other, then Chris said, "Oh shit." "Nathan, I'm ready if you are," I said, managing to prevent my voice from sounding strained like Jonas's had been. "Ready for what?" Chris said, getting up to his feet. "Ready to teach you four assholes a lesson," Nathan spat as he broke through Gordon's barrier and took control. "Fuck!" Jonas said as Gordon's protection of his mind failed right before I broke through what was left of his defenses. "What exactly are you going to do?" Chris said walking up to me with anger in his eyes. "You realize by helping this whimp you'll be a target by every voice in the building." "I don't think so.." I said taking off my sandals and glaring back in his face. "We haven't broken any rules, and I don't think anyone is going to challenge us after we beat them fair and square. All I did to you two was keep you from ganging up on us, which by the way you tried to do and _is_ against the rules..." I nudged his shin with my left foot, then wiggled my toes when he looked down at my bare feet. "You're not serious," Chris said looking back up with the first look of concern I had seen him display. "I'm very serious. Unless you would like to perform some of the things you were gonna have Nathan do?" Chris's eyes opened wide from that, then once he indicated he submitted to my punishment, I said, "Okay, Nathan. Call me when you're finished playing. I'm going to take these two up to your room so you can have some.. uhm.. privacy." Nathan grinned at me, having waited to do anything to his two entranced victims while there were witnesses. I had a pretty good idea of what he had in mind, so I took my time enjoying having my feet licked clean before commanding them to go straight to bed so they wouldn't attempt to try and help the other two. When I knocked on Gordon's door and announced it was me, I was surprised to find his sister answering the door. The room was completely dark, and as she lead me to the bed, I realized the other slaves were gone. "Joe, my amigo, my partner. Come and lay down here with me and enjoy my slaves," Nathan said in a very smooth and calm voice. I was startled to find Jonas and Gordon under their own control again, but was pleased to learn that Nathan had figured out how to disable their abilities for the time being. "I have waited to share this moment with you," Nathan said as I laid down beside him. "What moment?" I said as I sensed a breath upon my cock, triggering the intended response. "The moment I have my revenge for the years of pain I have endured because of these two," he said. "I could not think of a better punishment than this." "Than what?" I said as a soft mouth and tongue began lapping at my cock. It was when their teeth accidentally touched my shaft that I realized it was not Vera sucking my cock so inexperienced like. "Shit, Nathan... I like your style," I said when I found Jonas's disgust and arousal battling for control while he attempted to give me the best blow job he could. Nathan had driven them almost crazy with desire before giving them an ultimatum of either giving us blow jobs under their own free will, or spending the night entertaining us as two horny dogs who liked to lick. I never had considered Nathan having a dark side like that, and I admit it kind of scared me that he had. But then I knew his dark side was no where as near as dark as mine, so I didn't worry about it and just enjoyed Nathan's present to me. After blowing our loads into their mouths and getting a good laugh at Gordon barfing on his own bed, I spent three hours showing Nathan how to encrypt their memories so no one could find them, or at least no one but me, and then helped him apply the same kind of technique to protect his own thoughts. He was a little upset when he tried to use what I had taught him to read my thoughts, but before I left his wonderful room and headed back to my crummy bunk bed for the night, he told me thanks and that he understood why I wouldn't teach him how to do that. That night, I was dreaming about having a mansion with slaves lined up waiting to serve me when it suddenly went all black. I couldn't move, and after a few moments I saw a light come on somewhere behind me. At first there wasn't anything but the light, but then I heard a sound of whispering growing in strength until finally I heard a familiar voice. "Joey?" "Tim? What the fuck are you.." "Joey... I don't know where I am..." "I don't care! Get the fuck out of my head!" "Joey please... You're the only one I can.." "You want to know where you are?" "Yes.." "You're dead, Tim. Go fucking rest in peace and leave me alone." "I am dead then.. I thought as much.. Look, I'm sorry Joey. I guess I couldn't leave without saying that... Take care of yourself, okay? I love you." "Yeah?! Go to hell!!" The light faded and went out, then after I closed my eyes, I woke up. I was pretty angry for a moment, but then I told myself it had only been a stupid dream and rolled over to go back to sleep. But before I closed my eyes, my coin caught my eye, hanging from a chain hooked into a crack in the wall next to my bunk. I looked at it, and looked at it some more, then suddenly realized.. The light could have been coming from the coin... My heart started racing thinking that maybe.... I tried to go back to sleep, but I kept thinking about it, and unintentionally kept opening my eyes to look and see if the coin was glowing again or not. It never did. I woke up late the next morning feeling pretty bad about myself. I mean, I thought I had better control of my anger than that, but Tim had caught me off guard and I wasn't really thinking straight.. Shit, if I had it over to do again, I probably would have done the same thing, but a part of me still regretted it. When I noticed the pair of twins standing next to the bunk watching me, I nearly fell off from surprise. "Shit, don't you know how to knock?" I gasped, then jumped down beside them. I felt their impatience, and that's when I suddenly remembered I was supposed to have met them at Kain's lab for my "treatment" about an hour ago. "Shit, I'm sorry.. I had a bad dream last night and... How long have you been waiting for me to wake up?" They never moved as I felt their response pass through me. "Well, why didn't you wake me up then?" I said, determining they had been there at least a half an hour or so from what they had sent me. I didn't really understand their answer to that, and I guess they didn't expect me to understand because they didn't try to explain any further. They just turned around at the same time and began walking out. "Fuck... Can I grab something to eat first?" I said, knowing they expected me to follow them immediately. The answer was clearly no, and even though I was pretty hungry, I went with them without any further argument. My cock was wide awake and wanted to get on with it. Kain wasn't in his lab when we arrived, but it wasn't like we need him anyway. I laid down on the mat like I had the past three times, then wondered where the "blank" was who the other twin fucked while her sister fucked me. That's what Kain called them anyway. And the name fit them too. They were like zombies almost, not really mindless, just.. Well, I guess they were mindless. I was just kind of laying there waiting when I noticed the twins were staring at me. "What?" I said when I realized they were doing more than just staring at me. They looked over at the door, then they both knelt down and moved in between my legs. "Shit, you two want to suck me? Why? I would have thought... Oh yeah... MMmmmm.. Yeah, it's been too long since I've had it that way.." I wasn't sure when the blank arrived since I was really under deep. I could have been under for hours before I came out enough to feel her cunt take my cock inside her. Shit. When you're being fucked by a twin, they can make you recall anything they want, make you experience images and emotions like as if they were real, and they basically tried to simulate the anger and hatred I felt for Tim in order to apply it to something more constructive. I guess they just didn't understand how powerful my anger was. They never got close to the intensity which I had felt under Steven's control, and I figured that's why their treatments didn't seem to work on me. The share link I had with Nathan kept me from getting tired after they finished my treatment and I was actually feeling pretty horny still as the one who was on me sank down on top of me asleep. Shit, I wasn't really thinking straight when I rolled her onto her back and started to fuck her. I was just getting up to a good speed when Kain walked in and caught me. Oh man, I thought I was fucked for sure. I mean, fucking a twin without their permission... That was not only forbidden, it simply had never been done before. Shit, Kain sure put me in my place. He was a powerful son of a bitch, that's for sure. After having defeating the four voices yesterday without having to seriously strain myself, it was a real wake up call when I couldn't hold off Kain more than a couple of seconds before he broke through my shield and took control of my body from me. I was so fucking scared of what Kain would do to me as he marched me to Gladius's outer office, and then when we got there, I realized that Gladius was gone and had left him in charge while he was in the states. Kain wasn't like the other voices. He was at least in his early twenties, and didn't seemed worried about ever having to leave Gladius's keep. And when two twins came in and stood faithfully beside him at Gladius's desk, I suddenly realized Kain wasn't just a voice from off the streets, but somehow related to Gladius himself. But despite he was Gladius's second in command, I was relieved for a moment to find he couldn't take action against me without Gladius's permission. Kain must have spent twenty minutes on the phone trying to track Gladius down, and then finally announced that Gladius was unreachable until his plane arrived somewhere in another eight hours. Shit. He just left me standing there in the office unable to move, unable to fall asleep.. I couldn't do anything but stand there, and he was gone for several hours that felt like days to me. When he did finally return, I guess he took some pity on me from the way I was swaying back and forth. The next thing I knew, I was laying on the floor waking up, and until I heard Kain's voice snarling to get up, I was completely lost to where I was. "Grandfather seems to think you and that.. Nathan need to go out and get your fill of fucking and enslaving before you can be held accountable for your actions. He has ordered that tomorrow after your last treatment, you and Nathan are to leave and spend the next two weeks on the outside to do whatever you want. But when your time is up, you are to be back here and ready to obey our rules or suffer the consequences." I couldn't believe it. Even though I didn't let myself think it while in Kain's presence, I knew if I got out of there... with Nathan... Well, I didn't think I'd ever have to look at Kain's face again, that's for sure. The first thing I did after Kain let me loose was head straight for Nathan's place were I knew he was there fucking with his sister again. Nathan really had a loose schedule. I mean, the way he had explained it to me made it sound like he ran the medical center, and that as long as he did his work, he could go in at any time and spend as long as he wanted there. I found out later that his real function there was nothing more than a scanner. But because of his status as a voice and the fact that there were no other voices working there, anything he said was instantly obeyed, and for the most part, yeah, he ran the place. Shit. When I walked in his door, Nathan was asleep on top of his sister with his legs spread apart around her enough that I could just barely see the darker shading that surrounded his ass hole. For a moment I had this overwhelming urge to run my tongue across it, but then I started to get angry at myself for having these kinds of urges and feelings about him. I had never used my voice on myself before, but I decided the next time I had an urge like that, I would do whatever it took so I would never have it again. I didn't do it right then and there because I wanted to see if I could control it in more natural ways first. I had another reason not to do yet too. While he was sleeping like that, I kept getting these flashes of deep familiarity concerning him, like I had known him all my life like I had known Tim. I was trying to figure out what it was about him that was triggering this, and I couldn't rule out something sexual. Shit. You know how they say you never forget your first kiss, and you never forget your first fuck? Well, I think people get biased as far as what attracts them by what those people had looked like. Anyway, I decided it wasn't something sexual because even though Nathan was Tim's size and everything, Nathan had dark brown hair while Tim had... Tim and I used to get a lot of comments back when we were in elementary school that we looked like brothers. We always kind of liked the idea because we practically did everything together like brothers would, so I guess we did everything we could to look like brothers too. We were both blondes, and Tim had blues eyes almost as blue as mine were, or at least he did until they started turning green on him in Jr. High. As we went through puberty, we always kept checking each other out for other signs of differences in our bodies. We sort of gave up on that once Suzi was in the picture, but I remember how disappointed we both were when I started growing pubic hair and my really light blonde color didn't match Tim's dirty blonde color at all. Anyway, I felt a little repulsed at the darker hair on Nathan's legs and around his ass hole, and I got pretty mad at myself again when I realized I wished it had been that dirty blonde color like Tim's. I hope you understand that because of the hate and anger I felt towards Tim, I always tried to blame whatever I could on him. This of course only made me hate him more and then I would get even angrier for all the things I believed he purposely had done to punish me somehow for breaking his rules. Even though I knew this was how Steven made me hate Tim in the first place, I couldn't stop myself from doing it, and by this time I didn't want to stop. I simply was obsessed with this idea that Tim was constantly trying to make me play by his rules. I had convinced myself that he betrayed me first by not trusting me to make our lives more pleasurable when I had been preparing to overpower him and make him see things the way I thought he should. The way I saw it (and for the most part I still do), if the mutes are allowed to live most of their life as their own master, it was okay for us voices to use them for a while in any way we wished. Well, as long as no one gets hurt and the slaves are happy doing what their master and/or mistress wishes. I don't want to hurt people, and after the fun with the ring slaves, I knew I would get tired of them after a while and couldn't see keeping anyone as a slave any longer than a couple of months, maybe at most a year. That was back then. I might as well tell you right now that I live in a large house currently staffed by twelve people whom my wife and I had enslaved, most of them without their consent. Seven of these people have served us for over three years, and I don't plan on letting them go without having a very good reason. But it isn't what you think. Yes, they are my slaves, and yes they have no choice but to do or think whatever we desire them to, but that's only from nine to five, and then they go home and live their life as they wish it without any knowledge of what they had done all day to earn their admittedly generous paycheck. Shit. Did I get off track or what? Okay, getting back to Nathan, I think I must have spent a good half hour looking at him while he slept, then gave up on working it out when I wasn't getting anywhere. I woke him up by gently shaking him by the shoulders, then when he looked up and smiled, for one instant I swore he was Tim, and nearly took a swing at him before I got a hold of myself. Nathan hadn't missed how suddenly my expressions had gone from one end to the other in the spectrum, but once I told him the news, I guess he forgot about it. Shit. I forgot about it too after he exploded like that. He was ranting and raving happily in Spanish as he raced around the room for a good five minutes, then finally realized I hadn't understood a word he had said and started racing around the room again, telling me what all he thought we could do. I just sat there on the bed watching him as I began considering what I needed to do to make sure he would go along with abandoning Gladius and going back to the states with me. I didn't want to really make him my yes man or anything. I mean, all I really wanted was for Nathan to never deny me the power I got from him through the share link, or for him to interfere in what I was doing. And I guess I wanted someone to be my equal too. Someone who I wasn't in control of that I could depend on his point of view not being biased like a slave's would be. When I noticed he wasn't talking any more, I found he was looking at me with a very serious expression on his face. "What?" "I have a concern about the trip," he simply said. "What concern?" "My sister... I do not wish her to go, but I do not trust the others not to use her while we are gone." "Shit, Nathan. What's the big deal? You've said yourself that they've all used her before and never really hurt her any. I know she's your sister, but... Shit. Look at her mind, Nathan. I can't even find anything about you, your mom or dad, or anyone else since..." I didn't say anything else because I had just ran onto something I couldn't believe. Vera's entire life seemed to start roughly three years earlier with the memory of what had to be a male set of twins entering their deep sleep after apparently wiping hers and another girl's memories. What I couldn't believe was how well it had worked. I couldn't find anything even vaguely resembling a memory from before the wipe. I knew the twins could do some serious brainwashing shit, but I always thought you could access anything they had forced the person to forget by using telepathy. I wasn't sure if Nathan knew her memory loss, but this wasn't something I felt I should hide from him. "Nathan, have you ever taken a look at another person's memories?" "Si, but it used to be very difficult for me." "Have you ever scanned Vera's?" "No, I told you they took her..." he said as he began to scan her. "Oh. I see why you are worried. You did not know I asked grandfather to... erase her life for me. I could not always control her, you see, and..." "Shit, Nathan. You mean... Fuck! Holy shit, Nathan. She's your sister! Doesn't that mean anything to you?" "Joe, you said we had an agreement. I don't' tell you what you to do, you don't tell me what I to do. What I did or do with Vera is for me to decide, and I will not let you tell me otherwise. Do we still see it this way? Amigo?" "Fuck, Nathan... Yeah, you're right.. Look, just to make this clear though, my sister is absolutely positively off limits to you, understand? Same goes for my mom, and Suzi for that matter. I don't care what you do with your sister or your other slaves, but my family is my family, and they will never again be anyone's slaves. Got that?" "Si," he said rather timidly. I guess I must have sounded more threatening than I had intended. "Nathan... Look, I'm sorry. In between our fuck and suck sessions with all our new slaves the day after tomorrow, I'll try and tell you why I..." "It's okay, amigo. I understand. I'm sure if my sister had been like yours I wouldn't want her to be anyone's slave either. But my sister... She was not a nice person to me. When Grandfather found me, I had just learned how to make others do what I wanted them to do, but I could not make my sister do anything because she resisted me and forced me to make others do what she wanted not what I wanted. Yes, she is my sister, but only because I desire her body do I keep her now. "I have decided. I shall offer her to the others to use while we are gone in exchange for equal time with their slaves after we return. I will not be able to fuck her after then, for she will be pregnant with my child. Yes.. she will have my child..." Nathan's mind was deep within his sister's at that point, so he didn't see me shudder from his words. How could anyone want to make their own sister pregnant? I mean, revenge is one thing, but that's creating a life which would never be a normal child.. I really had to fight my morals on that one. I didn't like the idea of him taking his revenge out on anything as innocent as a child like that. "Joe, you like my sister's body?" Nathan said suddenly without looking up. "Uhm, sure. What's not there to like?" "Then please... I wish you to use her to pleasure yourself. You are right about her. She is only my sister in body, not in mind. She is nothing more than a slave... Nothing to punish her for." "I don't know, Nathan..." "Please, amigo. Do it as a sign of our partnership. What is mine is yours. Do you refuse my hospitality?" "Okay.. Okay.." I said, grinning at him. "You want me to fuck her, I'll fuck her. Believe me, you don't have to twist my arm about it." "Good.. I let you fuck my sister, you let me fuck your girlfriend.." he said. I turned back towards him and was opening my mouth to object but stopped and couldn't help grinning like he was. Nathan's sister... Hmmm... What can I say about a woman who's life's memories span three years in which she had been handed from one master to another, beliefs and desires altered at their whim... Shit, fucking her wasn't any fun. I mean, there wasn't any adventure to it, nothing for me to conquer, no will to break. And there certainly wasn't anything from other side of the equation. No love, not even a hint of interest in her eyes at experiencing someone she hadn't fucked before. It was all a well programmed performance to her, and even as she gripped my cock with her cunt and moaned and wiggled with what appeared to have been the most powerful orgasm in her life, I knew.. I just knew that she would have done that no matter how well I performed. Shit. Ten minutes after I finished, she did the exact same thing while Nathan fucked her. I really didn't see what Nathan found so great about her. I mean, yeah... She was probably the most finely tuned fuck machine I had ever fucked. Yeah, she had a body to die for and her cunt did some pretty cool things to your cock to make it feel that much better. But there wasn't any... passion I guess. Just physical pleasure with no emotion. She would have fucked us all night if we had wanted her to, and yet she didn't require sex. Sex was her function, but she didn't care one way or the other. She did it when asked, but otherwise was just as happy laying around on the ground floor attempting to look as sexually inviting as possible, or serving her masters in any other way. I know what it was that I didn't like about her now. She had no personality. No soul. No will of her own at all. Shit, that probably sounds pretty strange coming from me right now. Nathan and I spent the rest of the day talking and fucking his sister, and when he offered to share his bed that night, I didn't even consider any ulterior motive for him doing so. My instincts told me I could trust him, and for once my instincts were accurate one hundred and one percent. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- Tim, the Teenage MC By Rass Senip Chapter XVI: 11th Grade, Summer 1988 Part 2 - Fruits of This Land Be Ours (mc, mf) The next morning I opened my eyes to find Vera on top of Nathan, both still sound asleep. I studied their faces again, trying to find common traits to their features, but quickly found my attention being diverted to Nathan's face by itself as it slept. Something kept tugging the back of my mind, a nagging feeling of familiarity yet I couldn't put my finger on it. I spent the longest time trying to recall ever having met him before somehow, then tensed up when the thought occurred that it wasn't the face, but the expression that was so familiar. The only other sleeping male face I had studied so closely was Tim's, and the mixture of rage and remorse was so strong I almost cried out. But I managed to calm myself enough to get out of bed without waking the two siblings, then took a long walk around the compound to settle my nerves and prepare for my final so called treatment. To ensure that the twins wouldn't detect any residual anger from my morning or anything else I didn't want them to dig out, I did a tricky memory encoding that hid these types of things from both my awareness and subconscious. These memories would stay inaccessible by anyone including myself until I heard Nathan call me amigo which was what I had used as the encryption key. It worked like a charm. It was around four o'clock in the afternoon when Nathan met me at the front gates with his gear and a grin on his face. I mirrored his grin and without a word we walked out of Gladius's keep and made our way down the road leading to the nearest town. Nathan knew the local scene pretty well. He knew exactly where to camp that night, a spot next to a popular road that he promised would have number of vehicles in the morning. Sure enough, an old ford pickup drove by just as we were breaking down our camp, and after the middle aged man helped us finish packing our gear, we made the rest of our trip in his cab. "You like this town?" Nathan asked me as we walked through the small village's main road which the man had dropped us off at. "Yeah," I said, spotting at least three girls who looked decent enough to enjoy. "I think this town will do. So what do we do first? Line them all up?" "Line them up?" Nathan chuckled as a few children noticed us and ran up. "No, no, amigo. We don't need a line up. You will see." Within ten minutes, we were the center of attention, surrounded by people of all ages welcoming us to their humble town. I was managing to catch maybe a fifth of the words they were saying to us, and if it wasn't for Nathan translating I wouldn't have understood what was going on. "He say we may stay in his home for the night. Tomorrow the town is celebrating and they wish us to join them and tell stories of America," Nathan hurriedly explained to me as we were led down a side street. "Shit. Do they always invite strangers who wander in into their home like this?" I asked before noticing one of those girls who I had looked at was checking me out as well. "You are American. For several years American missionaries come to help build their church, so they think all Americans are good kind people who bring friendship and new things. And we are an honest people here, amigo. Honest, but not stupid. If we are not careful to cover our tracks, we will have to line them up as you said. But we will have more fun if we do not have to, do you not think this way?" "Yeah," I said, giving the girl a smile which she mirrored. "Okay, Nathan. It looks like you know what you're doing." "I show you I know lots of things," he said with a grin. "Today we spend getting to know the people, then tonight after supper we go for a walk around town and make our plans. Then we take our first picks to our rooms for the night, and in the morning let them go without any memory of being with us. It is important we do not spend too much time with any one girl, amigo. People notice these things in small towns like this." "Fine by me. Fuckem once then move on to the next. Sounds like my kind of town." Nathan's plans were good up to a point, but after we had eaten and spent some time with the villagers, I had already made my pick and was yearning to break her to my will as soon as possible. When the time came to take our chosen fucks to our given rooms, Nathan just turned his into a fuck and suck doll a lot like his sister and was surprised when my girl reacted rather negatively to her friend sucking down his cock without a single word. Nathan was so naïve when it came to slave girls. He didn't have any imagination, and his lack of experience didn't help matters any. I could tell just the way he looked at me that I was going to have to work him up to my kind of free form enslavement and sex. He wasn't ready to experience what I wanted to do, but it wouldn't be too difficult to get him there if I planned it out right. So after a moment to consider how to proceed, I turned up the lust in my girl's mind to the point she was begging me in Spanish to fuck her, then used that to get her to do what I wanted. The noises she made and the energy she put into our fucking seemed so much more... real to me than Nathan's programmed fuck toy. I was so certain that Nathan would want to try my girl out because of the way she had fucked me. And after we had rested a bit, he did ask me if I wanted to trade. But the instant we did, he undid my commands and turned her into a fuck and suck toy just like he had with the first one. I nearly bit my tongue when I opened my mouth to complain then quickly shut it before I had said anything. I looked at his first pick who was patiently waiting for me to fuck her or be told to fuck or suck me, and just mounted her and fucked her for a few minutes before deciding I was right in the first place and altered her to fit my tastes a bit more. Despite the fact I was yearning to slowly break them both to my will in a rape like fashion, I enjoyed the time Nathan and I spent playing with our two fuck toys. Nathan absolutely loved it when I turned them into two cunt licking animals, but was plainly disturbed when I started fingering the ass hole of the one on top. True to his word, Nathan didn't try to persuade me from fucking her ass, and once I was in and pounding away, I was pleased to see Nathan wide eyed with interest, he apparently never having seen anal sex before. I must have spent twenty minutes fucking her ass while badgering Nathan to try it himself, and when he finally submitted and had his cock deep in the other one's ass, I blew my load from seeing the lusty expression he had on his face. The orgasm Nathan had from his first anal sex wiped him out, but I couldn't help the temptation to have the girls clean our cocks off with their mouths which made Nathan jerk with surprise two minutes after they had started their task. I could see it had aroused him immensely, yet I was glad to find him too tired to do anything else that night, and we both went to sleep with smiles on our faces and a sucking mouth at our dicks. We fucked them again the next morning then sent them on their way without a conscious memory of anything that had happened. Not even an hour later we had our next two picks feeding us our breakfast, and while they were chewing our next bite for us, I suggested to Nathan we find a quiet spot outside town and have a little fun with our two new slaves. Nathan naturally agreed, and while we were finishing our meal, Nathan was obviously thinking about what he would like to try. Whatever his ideas had been, they were completely forgotten when I turned our two eighteen year old cousins into a pair of lesbian animals who liked to make a lot of noise. Poor Nathan. He hadn't even been able to get his pants all the way before the one who had been slurping on the other's cunt pulled her face away for a moment. The sight of the elastic and clingy pussy juice stretched from the side of the girl's mouth to the other's still gyrating cunt made him spurt his load all over himself while I just stood there enjoying corrupting his mind with such things. From that point on, Nathan was very open to trying out something I suggested we try. He was so innocent about anything out of the realm of blow jobs or regular vaginal sex, and I looked forward to watching him explore the sexual perversions I was going to share with him over the next two weeks. Once I had grown tired of the girl-girl sex, Nathan objected when I altered the girls' perspective again, but he saw them spreading their legs invitingly and the position I was taking between my pick's legs, he dived in between the other's legs and was making the slurpy sounds before I could do it myself. I'm not that big on eating cunt. Well, I take that back. I can get really into eating out a woman when the mood hits me, but for the most part I'd rather fuck than slurp. But Nathan... Well, I guess all those years of sampling it from his finger would have something to do with his love for licking pussy. I mean, after I had had my fill of it, I just kind of fiddled around with her twat while waiting for Nathan to come up for air or something. I ended up fucking her without Nathan accompanying me. Shit, his face was still buried in her snatch after I had cum and collapsed, but after I recovered a bit I determined that he had been resting off and on the whole time. I was sleepily sucking on her petite breasts when Nathan finally crawled up on top of his girl and fucked her in lazy strokes, coming within a few minutes with a loud groan and sigh. We gave each other this grin before falling asleep on top of them, knowing we were going to have a hell of a good time these next two weeks. After our nap, Nathan suggested we switch girls, and to my disappointment he immediately enslaved her and fucked her like his sister. My own horniness had been satisfied earlier, so I didn't stay and watch or join him in a fuck. Instead I took mine over behind a large group of rocks out of sight and had her help me to learn Spanish. You're probably wonder why I didn't just copy what I needed from her mind instead of going through the process of learning Spanish the old fashioned way. I simply couldn't do that without undoing what Tim and I had done to encrypt my thoughts from others. I guess I better explain this a little more. When Tim and I worked out how to do it, it wasn't really encrypting my thoughts, just making it appear that way. The idea was to create multiple trains or strands of thoughts that were completely random and interwoven into my real thoughts. At first it was incredibly difficult for me to do it for any length of time, but the more I did it the easier it got for me, and eventually I could do it all the time without any strain at all. It was about the time that I wanted to enslave Tim that I started seeing ways to truly encrypt my thoughts using these interwoven chains of gibberish. While Tim was at class and I was in our dorm room, I started experimenting on myself, sort of reprogramming my own mind to associate different impulses and sets of.. Well, basically I was relearning how to think the same way Tim had learned how to drive. I don't want to go into any further details of how it works for security reasons, but I can tell you what this encryption does for me. First and most important it confuses the hell out of any telepath trying to read my mind. This might not seem that important, but believe me, if I'm not linked to someone and a telepath tries something on me, not having to shield my thoughts from them lets me focus the little telepathic ability I do have in canceling their commands as they issue them, and that I can only do if I have an idea of what they are going to command before they do it. Anyway, Tim undid the encryption thing I had done when he found out I had been plotting to alter him to my liking, and it wasn't until Sarah found his rat and squashed that sucker into oblivion that I recalled anything about it and reprogrammed myself again to use encrypting thoughts. Shit, I know I'm going off subject, but when Sarah found out she couldn't make sense of my thoughts a few days later, she almost tried to enslave me thinking that I had already been enslaved or something of the sort. But I explained it to her and after sort of showing her how I did it, she let it go for a while. But then after Tim brought Andy to my house and used his empathic abilities to convince Sarah I had been fucking around in ways he didn't like, Sarah tried to force me to undo my encryption... I didn't like that. I never would have believed I was ever capable of... of hitting my sister in anger, but I did and... I'm sure I must have heard my sister cry in sorrow back before she left for college, but I have no conscious memory of it. Well, I have the sound burned into my memory now after slapping her hard across the left cheek that day, and that memory was probably the greatest source for my anger at Tim. You see, it was his fault I had hit her. Sure Sarah was a bit disturbed by my rapes and stuff, but hell, her husband did similar things all the time, and I think she would have eventually understand my reasons for making and hiding the link with Gina from her. So I blamed Tim for destroying my relationship with my sister and my parents, for if he hadn't come over with his morals all bent up over my private life activities, Sarah would have never doubted my love for her and mom and dad and would have never attempted to force me to undo the only defense I had left. Man I hated him. I HATED HIM! A couple of hours passed before I heard Nathan calling me to join them, and I was quite happy to hear his suggestion to fuck them in the ass before we returned to the village for the celebration. He let me start so he could watch what I did at first, then after he had her lay on her back with her legs up in the air he surprised me by sniffing her ass like the others had made him do. His nose, mouth, or any other part of his face never touched her ass, but I had the feeling it was only a matter of time before he tried something like that on his own. He only sniffed it a couple of times before getting up on his knees and pressing his cock up to her ass hole dry, and despite my earlier example of lubing it up with her juices, he tried it dry like that for the first and last time. I stopped watching him from that point, mostly because my girl had finally loosened up enough that I could fuck her ass without gritting my teeth while pulling back. By the time I had cum inside her ass, I was pretty much all fucked out. I wouldn't even really say I orgasmed, it was more like a climax with a slight ejaculation. Okay, so it was an orgasm, but it was a mighty small one. I forgot all about having the girls clean our cocks off, but Nathan didn't and caught me just before I was going to get up and get dressed. When we finally did get back to the village, we were surrounded by a group of kids and led into the town center filled by the partying villagers. Shit, I never had so much fun in my life while surrounded by a bunch of strangers that I could barely communicate with verbally. Nathan and I got separated almost immediately as they danced around us and we joined in. I think I must have danced with every girl there, from the eight year olds to the eighty year olds, but I loved every minute of it because they all were having such a good time. Then suddenly the music stopped and everyone headed off in the same direction, and it took me several minutes to realize they were heading for where I had noticed them roasting a couple of whole pigs, apple in the mouth and all. When I caught up with the crowd, I was flabbergasted when everyone insisted that I go ahead of them. I was feeling pretty low right then, but after I accepted a plate of the roasted beast and some fried beans, my self loathing was interrupted by this girl I hadn't noticed before handing me a bottle of the local moonshine and giving me this smile. To be completely honest, I don't remember much more about that night. I remember sitting down with her and struggling to use my telepathy to understand her words without invading her privacy while we ate, and then briefly meeting up with Nathan who was feeling the effects of the moonshine I was drinking. Waking up beside her the next morning and not remembering how I got there didn't disturb me like I would have thought. But I guess the hangover told me that nothing wrong had happened, but it was still a shock to find myself naked under the sheet when she still had her underwear on. If it hadn't been for the hangover I'm pretty sure I would have corrected that imbalance of clothing, but later I was glad I hadn't. She had a cute face, and her body wasn't bad, and even though when she woke up she cringed from the sledgehammer pounding inside her head, her smile when she looked at me enchanted me somewhat. I wish I had shown Nathan how to block things like alcohol in the share link so I could have had a source to draw relief from that morning. After getting dressed and explaining I had to find Nathan to Solana, I followed my sixth sense to a nice house and found him still asleep with three girls curled up with him. When I say girls, I mean girls under the age of twelve. I almost broke out in laughter when I scanned one of their minds and found that he had been so drunk that he forgot how old he was made the three girls fall in love with him and take him to bed. That's all they did since he passed out the moment he was horizontal. That morning saw a lot of hung over people struggling to keep themselves from biting everyone else's head off, Nathan and myself included. After I woke him up, we got into an argument for I wanted us to go back to the room we had stayed in the night before, but Nathan wanted to stay right where he was. He stayed, I went, and we didn't meet up until early afternoon when we both were feeling better. We just kind of hung around the town checking people out and having a good time without having to manipulate anyone's minds. At dinnertime, however, we both were feeling a bit randy, and it just so happened that two sisters who were.. well, older than us, invited us to their place for dinner and we accepted. Shit, to tell you the truth, they were old enough to be our mothers, but that didn't keep me from taking an interest in them. I mean, they weren't any older than Samantha, and I had fucked her enough to appreciate what maturity in a woman does for the sex. The surprise was that Nathan didn't have any trouble going for the either, but I guess it could have been due to the number of older women he had around him at the medical center all the time. They had no interest in starting something sexual with us, for they were very strong Christians and were simply curious about us. Of course that changed pretty quickly once I felt around their minds and amplified their natural yearnings for physical pleasure and sexual release. Their previous experience had been limited to just sexual intercourse with no oral or any other kind of sex, so the evening was spent in introducing them to oral, anal, and of course lesbian sex. While Nathan and I watched the two women sucking our cum out of each other's cunts, I decided Nathan needed another day of this before I started introducing him to the pleasure of domination. I grinned at him when he gasped at their orgasms, then waited for them to settled down before suggesting it was time to go to sleep. I awoke the next morning to the sounds of slurping, and found Nathan with his face underneath one of their cunts sucking away while the other licked and slurped his semi hard cock. I got up and went out to take a piss, then took my time before returning to the bedroom knowing Nathan liked to take his time with his cunt licking. Not surprisingly, Nathan was still flat on his back with his mouth still slurping at the same woman's puss, but now she was facing her sister who was fucking Nathan in slow strokes. Something was different about the way Nathan was slurping, for he seemed to be out of breath a lot. It took me a while to realize that he wasn't actually out of breath, but in fact taking deep breaths through his nose which was situated close to her rose. I was kind of turned on by his fetish for sniffing girls butts, but I decided to grab something to eat before taking one of them for myself to play. About half way through my eggs and salami, Nathan came out with a shit eating grin on his face. No, he hadn't actually ate any shit, but when I threw him a questioning look, he turned red and then it was my turn to have a shit eating grin on my face. "You liked her ass, didn't you," I said finally. "You insult me with your crudity, amigo," he said, turning even redder as he sat down to await the breakfast the two sisters were scampering to make for him. I just chuckled then turned my attention on sorting out what memories to leave in their heads when we left. "Have you ever?" Nathan suddenly said while watching their asses wiggle as they cooked. "What? Oh.. Yeah. I didn't have the choice when I first started to though, so I don't think I would have ever grown to like it if I hadn't been forced." "Did this Tim make you?" I looked at him while I struggled to control my anger at him mentioning his name, and watched his own surprised expression fade before saying, "No.. In a way I forced him, but he ended up liking it just as much as I did. I don't really care for it anymore. Only if I'm really horny I guess." Nathan didn't say anything else so I left him to his breakfast when it was ready and took one of the women into the bedroom and fucked her mouth. I was just putting my clothes on when Nathan brought the other one with him to the bedroom and insisted on one last butt fucking before we left and sent them free. I really wasn't that interested in doing it, but I gave in when he wouldn't hear to doing it by himself. I went through the motions and even came a little inside her ass, then waited a Nathan to finish before pulling my cock out of her. I couldn't help but get a little turned on when he ordered them to clean our cocks off with their mouths, finding that Nathan got more out of that than the butt fucking itself. Okay, so it is pretty gross to make someone lick off their own anal secretions from our cocks, but it wasn't like they were covered with shit or anything. I remember having to do it Steven and loving it, and sometimes Steven's dick WAS covered with shit. But I also remember getting really sick a lot afterwards, so because I didn't want to cause anyone any undo suffering, I generally didn't make people do those kind of things. As Nathan and I walked back to town, I told him about how sick I had gotten and some other things which I hoped would discourage him from making people do things which would be harmful for them to do, but made it clear I wasn't telling him that he had to stop on my account. I was really discouraged when we took our afternoon fucks to the secluded spot where we had fucked the two cousins two days before and Nathan instantly enslaved his girl and had her mount his bean pole with her ass. I knew he was going to have her clean it off when he finished, so I took mine behind the rocks I had used last time and worked on my Spanish some more. I didn't try to hide my anger when Nathan called me as his girl started throwing up, and he was hurt when I refused his offer to go with me when I decided to take the two girls home. I carried the sick sixteen year old girl the whole way, trying to tell myself I had no right to tell him what to do while my anger flared and tempered from what he had done despite my warning. The combination of the physical exercise and the beautiful scenery which was always around us wherever we went in that country eventually cleansed my anger and frustration from me, and after dropping the poor girl off at her home, I took the twenty three year old woman I had picked home as well and ended up eating dinner with her family. I left their humble home without having even touched the woman's ample bosom, and after wandering around town alone for a while, I sought out Nathan and accepted his apology and gave him mine as well. Neither one of us felt like finding another pair of girls for the night, so we took the night off and just hung out with some of the local teens. I ran into Solana again that evening, and this time when she offered to share a bottle of tequila with her, I politely refused. She was a little disappointed, but she didn't let it spoil her evening. After it got dark and one by one the others wandered off, she offered the tequila to me again. Before I could answer her, she took a gulp from the bottle, letting some of it run down her chin, neck and to my delight continued down into her shirt between her breasts. At that point Nathan bailed on me, and as I watched her take another gulp then tongue the hole of the bottle, I checked out what her intentions were and found that she got a big kick out of getting guys drunk and feeling their body all over while they were helpless. For some reason that really appealed to me. I guess I just felt it would even up the score a little if someone from that town took advantage of me for a change. So I took the bottle from her and took three big gulps before reaching out to her breasts and lightly ran my fingertips over their perky outline in her shirt. When she moved to avoid my touch, I took another swig, then used what little Spanish I had learned to explain I wouldn't try to take her shirt off if she let me continue. Actually I said it pretty badly, but I used my telepathy to get my message across, and after a few more swigs she let me touch them again. I guess I got drunk pretty quick because all I really remember is swirling my fingers over the material covering her breasts for what seemed like a long time before finally letting her pull my shirt off and resting my hands by my sides in a dreamy drunken state. I woke up in her bed naked again with another hangover and noticeably alone. Nathan luckily had the good sense to form the alcohol block in the share link like I had shown him, so after finding his mind and letting him know where I was, he did something to the share link that almost completely eliminated my hangover. When Selina heard me moving around, she came in and asked me some odd questions. Like if I thought she was a prostitute, or if I liked children. She was perfectly serious, and after I gave her more or less truthful answers, she stepped up to me while I was slipping my boxers back on and kissed me. I ended up naked in bed again while she explored my body with her hands, and while she didn't take any of her clothes off, she didn't object when I sent my hand up her shirt and felt her breasts through her bra. After I got my fill of this, I pulled my hand out and was rewarded by her laying down on top of me and giving me these little kisses all over my chest. She had watched my dick get hard and soften a couple of times while I had caressed her breasts, and I guess feeling it hardening against her tummy excited her a lot. She kissed her way down my chest and belly, but then sat up and took my cock in her hand and began masturbating me with an inexperienced grip. I helped her find the correct way to jerk a guy off, then after a good five or six minutes, I shot a pretty good load onto my belly even though she let go the moment I started to spurt. I never got to see her naked, and we never did have any real sex, but I remember Selina's face better than any of the other girls I met in Venezuela. Exception being Sakura my thirteen year old sex slave, and Lea, the little witch. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- Tim, the Teenage MC By Rass Senip Chapter XVI: 11th Grade, Summer 1988 Part 3 - The Joys of Enslaving and Raping (mc, mf) Nathan and I took our freshly picked afternoon fucks to our usual spot and started fucking them, and I didn't bring up anal sex when Nathan didn't suggest it himself. Nathan was busily eating his girl out while I was just toying with mine, feeding her her juices with my fingers and watching her lick them off erotically. I was surprised when Nathan heard my sigh of discontent, but I was surprised even more by the realization I wasn't really enjoying myself anymore. "Do you wish to trade now?" he asked after wiping his face and sitting up. "Nah. I'm okay with this one yet," I said, leaning over to suckle on one of her breasts. Nathan watched me a few moments, then decided to try the same thing with his, but a few minutes later it was his turn to give a discontented sigh. We looked at each other, and I could see in his eyes we wanted to butt fuck her, but was... concerned I might get upset if he brought it up first. Inspiration struck me just then, so I said, "I have an idea. Lets do a double penetration." "You mean, both of us? With one girl?" he asked, unsure whether he liked the idea or not. "Yeah. I'll take the front door, you take the back, okay?" "But Amigo... It..." "Come on... It's not against the rules, is it?" "No..." "Well, then what's stopping you?" "It is just... I have never shared a girl before. I don't think I would like it." I sighed, then said, "Fine. Fuck her ass by yourself then. I don't care." I got up and left the three of them there, and when I was sure Nathan wasn't going to follow or object, I wandered away from their general location and found a secluded spot by a small stream under some trees. I listened to the stream, the wind, the birds, the trees... It all seemed so pure. So good and innocent, well, except when I saw a bird swoop down and catch some kind of rodent taking a drink down the stream. But even that was... natural. What the fuck did I think about? Shit. Everything I guess, but mostly I was trying to sort out what I wanted now that my dream of having unlimited use of my powers had finally come true. I kept thinking about Selina, and how... special the time we spent together had been. I wasn't in love with her or anything, but I couldn't figure out why I wanted to do something... innocent like that again so much. By the time Nathan finally contacted me to say he was ready to go back to town, I had concluded I was just tired of routine we had gotten ourselves into, and decided to talk to Nathan that evening about moving on. But as I walked barefooted and naked across the open green grass with a beautiful view of the mountains nearby, I felt a knot in my throat form. This place, the people... I wanted to get away from it all. It was too beautiful to corrupt for my whims and pleasure any longer. We were invited to eat with a popular and powerful family in the area, and to Nathan's delight they had a pair of teenage daughters who were very pretty and sweet. I waited until after we finished eating and had complimented the cook enough to the point of embarrassment, then signaled to Nathan I wanted to talk to him privately. Nathan was visibly on edge as we followed a trail leading up to a grazing field, and I had to admit I guess I was too. "Your country is very beautiful," I finally said. "Se," he said with a hint of pride. "Does it ever bother you that... Uhm... Never mind. Nathan, I really need a change of scene." "What does this mean, change of scene?" he said confused. "It means I need to go somewhere else. Some place different. A change of scenery." "You wish to find another town?" "No... I mean, yes, but..." I said before sighing, then stopped in my tracks from the sight of seeing the sun setting between two mountain crests. "I don't understand, amigo. I did not make the girls sick by..." "Look at that, Nathan," I said, forcibly turning his head towards the incredible sight. "This is why I want to leave. Not something you did that I didn't like, or some rule I think we broke. I just... feel like we're polluting this place. There has to be somewhere that the sunsets don't take your breath away." "Joe, does the sun not set in your homeland?" "Of course it does, but not like this. I mean, it's so... And between the mountains like that... And then there's the green fields, and..." "Amigo, no offense, but I have seen pictures of your country, and it is very beautiful too. Perhaps you never took the time to look at it. But I can see you are not happy here any longer, so we shall go. My question to you is, where can we go that you won't find a sunset like this one?" "I don't know... I guess someplace that's like back home. Or at least back in the states." Nathan and I watched the sunset together, both of us chewing on a piece of the long grass while contemplating where to go. Even Nathan had to agree that it was a spectacular sight watching the shadows of the mountains grow towards us from below, then we marveled at how unreal the mountains seemed with the orange, then red, then purple light glowing from behind their black two dimensional shapes. When we returned to the family's home, Nathan asked if I wanted to fuck the girls or not, then admitted he didn't either when I had said no. We ended up fucking with them anyway. About an hour after everyone had gone to bed that night, Nathan and I were woken up by the girls sneaking into the guest room which they had talked their parents in offering to us. Out of all the women and girls we fucked from that town, Rosalinde and Ria were the only ones who remember it. They were certainly no virgins. Their parents were very strict and uptight about appearances, but with four girls and three boys to raise while maintaining their social status, they hadn't realized their oldest girls had secretly rebelled and had been fucking the hottest boys in town since they entered their teens. When Rosalinde was fifteen, Ria caught her fucking one of her boyfriends and blackmailed Rosalinde into teaching her about sex. Three years later, Ria demonstrated how good of a student she was as she deep throated Nathan while he ate her out from below. Rosalinde, however, was still the master at the game. The four of us went outside so we wouldn't be heard, then Rosalinde and I went one direction and Nathan and Ria another. Nathan never learned that while Ria had never attempted anal sex before, Rosalinde had recently been introduced to it and insisted on it after our first round. I let Rosalinde have her fun, finding her very aggressive and definitely a dominating lover. By the time she had worn herself out, I was fed up with always being on bottom, so I used my magic fingers to subdue her into letting me fuck her like I wanted to for a while. Shit. Despite all the stuff I had tried to explain to Nathan about, her aggressiveness and dominating attitude really stirred my lust for total domination up. Twenty minutes after we had thrown ourselves down in a pile of freshly cut hay, I flipped her onto her back, pinned her down by the shoulders, then bit the skin just above her right nipple hard enough to hurt but not break the skin. She immediately began to struggle, the first trace of fear followed when I didn't let up. Rosalinde was surprisingly easy to break to my will, however, for most girls I had subdued into my sexual toys had been fairly conservative in sex. But this girl... Her aggressiveness was from her desire to feel sexual pleasure. So she responded very well to my orgasmic teasing which is what I use to break them into my happy sexual slaves. Fuck, I loved watching their eyes while their spirit and fight slowly give way to their lust and desire for pleasure. It is all too easy to accidentally leave some resistance behind, and that's why I always had to resort to physical shocks like slaps and bites to squeeze the rest of their will out of them. I laid there in the hay enjoying her worshiping my nipples with her tongue, thinking about where we could go, and how to talk Nathan out of going back to Gladius's keep. My hope was that once I introduce Nathan to the joy of breaking a girl's will like I had just done, he would embrace it enough that he wouldn't want to give it up. Before going back to the house to get some sleep, I returned Rosalinde to her regular aggressive and dominating self, but didn't blank her memory of the event. She was very confused over what had happened, and was a bit scared of me the next morning, but yet part of her had wanted something like that, and I knew she would never be quite content with the regular sex again. At some point during the night, Nathan returned and joined me in bed without waking me. When I awoke in the early morning, at first I didn't know where or when I was, for I instinctively snuggled up against his chest from finding his arm draped over me. Shit, the feeling was so familiar that I just wasn't thinking about what I was doing. I fell asleep again with my head up against his chest feeling... I guess feeling loved. I woke up later when Nathan turned so he was on his back in his sleep. I was just about move to lay my head on top of his chest when I realized who it was and were we were. After that shock, I just got up and got dressed knowing I couldn't go back to sleep. Nathan bounded up to me about an hour later while Rico, the youngest boy, was helping me with learning more Spanish. "Buena mañana, compinche," I said carefully. "Good morning to you too, amigo. Have you decided where we shall go?" "Not really. Why? Do you have an idea?" I asked, already seeing he had. "I believe so. It is a day's travel from here, but it is closer to home than we are now so we won't be going out of our way." "You going to tell me or not?" I said before thanking Rico and sending him on his way. "Si, but not until you tell me if you ever watched the sunrise over water." "Over water? OH! You mean..." "You have not answered my question," he said nodding and smiling. "The sunrise? Well, yeah. I used to go to this summer camp that has this big lake. One year me and... a couple of my friends got up early to skinny dip and saw the sunrise while in the lake." "So seeing the sunrise on the ocean would not disturb you?" "Nathan, you are a genius!" I cried, wrapping an arm around his neck roughly as we started walking back to the house. "It's perfect! I've been to the beach several times back home, and a beach is a beach." I let him go and we raced back to the house to get our stuff before heading back for town. An hour later, we were riding in the back of a jeep who happened to be going our way. The haggard looking man had intended to whiz past us without stopping, but his foot for some reason had slipped off the petal and onto the brake just as he approached us. Then it was simply a mater of using his modesty and pride to get him to offer us a lift, but he wasn't very happy to have passengers on such a long trip. If that jeep had shocks on it, I'd be surprised. But at least the back seats still had some cushioning left to them so our teeth weren't completely rattled out of our heads, but watching the containers of fuel jumping around at our feet didn't make it any less nerve racking. That evening we stopped at a much larger village that was a half an hour from the beach. The hotel we checked into had electricity and even a TV in the lobby/bar, and after helping the guy refill the containers for his trip back the next day, we went straight to our room, took showers to get the fuel smell off us, then went to bed feeling every bone still rattling from the trip. I was very careful to keep my distance from Nathan in bed that night. I nearly jumped out of my skin when his hand brushed across my bare chest in the middle of the night, then had trouble going back to sleep, fighting this strange desire to curl up behind him and share his bed space. Nathan was the first up that morning, and while I slept he had our clothes washed, then had the housekeeper's two young daughters wake me up with a morning blowjob. Despite the fact they weren't even ten yet, they did a great job, especially since I started going soft on them when I saw how young they were. Nathan had discovered that their father had taught them how to give head, and to them it was just some naughty game they play with him, and sometimes one of his friends. The older girl won the game by swallowing the most, then once my head cleared, I got dressed and followed the girls back to Nathan and their mother. Shit. Nathan was busy fucking their big fat mother doggy style, but the moment he saw me and the girls he stopped and walked right over to me with a smile on his face and her juices dripping off his stone hard cock. "You like your morning wakeup call?" he said before the two girls started sucking his cock. "Shit... Yeah, it was certainly a surprise too. You've been pretty busy this morning, haven't you?" "Si," he panted. "Our clothes are clean, we will have mucho food to eat at the beach, and I have.... UNGHHHH!" As I waited for the girls to finish sucking his load out, I went over to the woman who was still on her knees and examined her fat ass and cunt. I was surprised to see he hadn't fucked her ass, and wondered if he hadn't because of me. "What was I saying?" he said from the floor. "The clothes, the food, and something else," I reminded him as I had the woman stand up and pull her pants back up. "Si. We have ride to beach," he said dazed like. "Hopefully not in a jeep," I said, holding my hand out to help him up. He grinned and accepted my hand, then after he was on his feet, he grabbed my arm and pulled me over to the window to see. "What?" I asked, not seeing anyone around the ten or so vehicles parked outside in the dirt. "That one. With the yellow door." "Wasn't there someone else who could have given us a lift?" I said, not really enthused about riding in the back seat of a rusting Volkswagen bug. "But we can now give ourselves a lift," he said sounding a bit hurt. "You mean..." "Si, we are now the proud owners of... pair of wheels?" I laughed, then had had to slap him on the back to let him know I approved. "So you will teach me?" he said as we made our way down the steps to go see our 'pair of wheels.' "Teach you what?" I asked. "How to... operate it?" He started turning red when he saw my surprised expression, but then I grinned and said, "Nathan, by the time we reached the beach, you'll be doing doughnuts around a dime." "This is good?" he said hopefully. "This is very good," I confirmed just as we reached the car. He opened the door for me, and I ignored the horrible creak it made seeing that at least the insides were... intact. We spent a good ten minutes checking things out, and I psyched Nathan out when I opened the hood and screamed, "The engine! It's gone!" My little joke worked a little too well, for it took me a couple of minutes to explain to him that bugs were build with the engines in the rear like that, and even then I'm not too sure he believed me. After having shown him the engine, I started checking it out and getting a little worried at what I found. I asked him to start it up, then after seeing he was very hesitant about doing so, I realized he didn't know how and asked for the keys. "Keys?" he said a bit nervously. "Yeah... Didn't whoever gave you this thing give you a key?" "I did not talk to the previous owner. He is dead." "Then who gave you the car?" I said frowning. "No one. That is why we have no key." After confirming there wasn't any official owner, Nathan's first lesson was how to hotwire a car. We fucked around with the engine trying to keep it from stalling on us, and shit... I had never seen oil like that before. The guy who ran the gas station and garage near the motel seemed to think it was okay, but I changed the oil anyway and it helped quite a bit. We didn't get on the road until nearly three in the afternoon, and once Nathan had gotten comfortable with shifting and steering, we left the town and headed towards the beach. Nathan kept both hands on the wheel at all times, and really I couldn't blame him since the car's steering was pretty shot. So when we turned onto a road that put the sun in his eyes, I put the visor down for him and we both nearly jumped out of our seats when something fell between his legs. After having been scared shitless by this huge spider earlier in the car, Nathan slammed on the brakes and fell out of the car before I saw what it was and started laughing my ass off. Even Nathan saw the humor when I picked the key up off the floorboard and showed it to him. Shit, I think we had more fun driving around in that piece of shit car than we did at the beach. Well, maybe not. The beach... Well, it wasn't like how I had imagined it. I figured it would be big, flat, and lots of sand, just like the other beaches I had been too or seen. Oh, there was sand all right. But it was a gulf beach rather than an ocean beach, and with the mountains being so near, there were a lot of cliffs and rocks all along the length of the untamed shore. We took our time checking out the different beaches along this small gulf, and found one I thought would work great. Most of the beaches only had a few paths down to them from the road, and at one particular location, there were two beaches on either side of a very large solid looking cliff that jutted out into the water quite a ways. The beach on the side facing the gulf's mouth was very rocky with very little sand, while the other side's beach was just the opposite. That cliff was made out of a different color of rock than the rest, and its stubborn defiance against the sea's corrosive waters caused a large amount of sand to get stuck behind it, making a very large sandy beach there. So here we had a nice deserted beach right next door to a popular and well used one. I felt like I was a bank robber renting the building next door so I could dig a tunnel and rob them without ever taking a gun through the front door. We set up camp on the deserted beach about a fifteen minutes walk from what appeared to be the only path leading down there. Until high tide came and went did we feel confident that our site was high and dry enough to leave it, then we left it all set up to find our fucks for the night. Oh man, we were in seventh heaven checking out all the babes on the beach. Shit, I guess that was exaggerating it a bit too much since there was only six women who weren't either too young or not single. Oh, don't get me wrong. We didn't have any problems with fucking a married woman, or in Nathan's case, he wouldn't hesitate to try out a little girl. But there wasn't any need to since there were those six which fell into our preferred category, and let me tell you, I liked every one of them enough to fuck them on the spot. I didn't though. Fuck them on the spot I mean. I let Nathan take his pick first since it had been his idea to come here, then after getting ourselves invited to a group's dinner on the beach, we took our 'dates' over to our camp. The two girls were completely thrilled to go see our campsite, but beyond this mental suggestion, I had not done anything to make them our slaves. Nathan knew I was up to something, and his trust in my... experience in such things kept him from taking his girl over and fucking her like his sister. After reaching the camp, the two late teen bikini clad sex pots started wondering why they had wanted to come with us so bad and was just about to insist they go back when I winked at Nathan and put his girl to sleep. Nathan was a little surprised, but waited patiently as my girl started to get scared. I grinned at him and said, "You're gonna love this, I know it," before suddenly seizing my complaining toy and manhandling her a bit. God she was hot. I mean, her skin was literally hot feeling, and after tripping her and falling on top of her, knocking the wind out of her so she couldn't scream again, I started using my pleasure tease thing with an added sense of heat to my touch. After pacifying her enough that she was starting to enjoy my licks and kisses, I felt Nathan probing her to see what I was doing to make her like this. I bit her tongue just as I surged the strength of my pleasure tease, and clearly heard Nathan's gasp through the cry from my soon to be fuck bitch. Nathan watched me work my toy into her passive state two more times before deciding to try it for himself. When he couldn't stop her from screaming, he gave up and just took her will the old fashioned way, wasting the chance of having a virgin as his first time like that. About an hour later, I collapsed beside Nathan and his mindless fuck slut, and before he could ask about her, my new fuck toy came crawling on top of me and started worshipping my chest with her tongue like I liked. I watched Nathan's expression while he scanned my toy's mind, then grinned at him when I saw his slut realize his hardon had returned and move down to suck it a while. I explained in great detail how I did it and told him some stories about some of the first girls I had tried it on, all while watching the sky darken and the stars start to pop out. First thing the next morning, Nathan undid the commands he had used on his pick, then watched very closely as I broke her to my will like the other. Shit, after we took them back to the other beach and let them go, I think I was as excited as Nathan was at finding another girl so he could try it again. Three girls later, Nathan and I had reached a new level in male bonding. Nathan had insisted on keeping the girls he did for a day or two, and we both got a big kick out of the lesbian orgy at the campfire that night. I felt really close to Nathan, in some ways closer than I had ever been with Tim. Nathan had trusted me and let himself enjoy the admittedly dark pleasures I had yearned to share with Tim from even before Steven had known of us. We spent the entire next day breaking in girls together, and Nathan even suggested a threesome which I accepted without a second thought. Shit, that was cool. I loved feeling his dick moving in and out of her ass as I did the same to her cunt. It made the whole trip seem so complete, and was only disappointed a little bit when he complained it was too much work to do again right away. We were getting a little sick of each other by that evening, however, but came to a mutually accepted agreement that we just needed to go off and have some fun on our own the next day. After agreeing to meet back at the camp around noon, we went to the other beach the next morning and went in separate directions. I quickly found a nice twenty year old blonde woman that while she wasn't a looker, she at least wasn't dark haired like the rest of the girls there were. I broke her in record time, fucked her cunt until she bled, then after getting my kicks out of her licking the red juices from my cock and then from her own cunt, I found myself very... tired of all this mindless fucking around. I spent about an hour thinking about what I wanted to do after we left the beach for good, then found myself feeling sleepy from all the morning's activity. I awoke with a start at what I thought was someone whispering my name in my ear. The first thing I noticed was how quite the beach was without the crashing of the waves and the cry of the seagulls. Then I realized it wasn't daylight any more, and I could see a bright white light reflecting off the calm water. But when I tried to rollover, I realized things were not as they seemed. I couldn't move, and the light was apparently moving. I used to scoff at people who were afraid of ghosts. I was like, what's scary about someone who's dead and transparent? I mean, I didn't believe in them anyway, but if they did exist, I figured they couldn't actually do anything otherwise they would have done more than rattle chains and stuff. Well I was scared shitless when I saw Tim's face floating in the middle of a column of light. He looked at me with this sad expression and a disappointed look in his eyes for what seemed like forever, then finally he opened his mouth and said "Why" in a windy airy whisper. I knew exactly what he meant, and my fear dropped away as my blood began to boil. "Because I want to, that's why!" My change of attitude shocked him a moment, then his expression changed to one of determination before he whispered, "Stop." "Fuck you," I attempted to snarl. "I don't have to do a fucking thing you say. You can't hurt me. You can't make me stop." His airy response was, "..haunt you." I then suddenly remembered what Tim had done during one of his dreams with Michael, and commanded my body to roll over. Just as I suspected, the column of light came from the coin which was laying on top of my clothes. I looked at back at him and saw in his expression I had it all. With great difficulty, I commanded my body to crawl over to clothes, and as I reached over to grab the glowing white coin, I had a twinge of guilt about what I had said last time. I stopped, looked over at his unhappy face, then said, "Go rest in peace, Tim. I don't want or need you to be my guardian angel." To my surprise, he smiled a moment, but then put on a determined face again and said, "... glad Suzi never got to see you like this." "ARRRG!" I screamed as I grabbed the coin and tried to crush it. I woke up on the beach with my new slave attempting to ask me why I was crying. It took me a moment to sort out exactly where I was, then felt the sharp pain in my hand from holding the coin too tight. I had crawled over to the clothes just like in my dream. I instantly started having doubts about whether the dream had been real or not, but when I looked at the coin and saw the man's face on it, I knew it had been real just from the expression he had. I got so angry I was shaking, and after commanding my toy to remain in case Nathan showed up, I got dressed and headed off to find a nice cliff that wasn't near people. I walked for nearly twenty minutes before finally finding a cliff overlooking the water, and in that time I guess I had walked off a lot of my steam. Out of pure stubbornness, however, I found a way from the beach up to the cliff, then stood there a long time watching the water below. My intention was to throw the coin off the cliff and condemn Tim to go to hell again, but I couldn't help feel depressed for I he had been right about one thing. It was a good thing Suzi couldn't see me now. I saw movement out of the corner of my eye, then did a double take when I confirmed that someone was down on the beach to my right. Again, I was shaking, but this time it was from pure shock and not anger. For below me was the very person I had just been thinking about. Suzi. It was Suzi. I got down on my hands and knees, or more like fell since my legs were very wobbly at the time, and crawled carefully over to the edge with my heart pounding in my ears. I reached the edge in time to see her drop something, and to my shock I recognized it to be her bikini top. Somewhere behind the rocks blocking part of the beach from my view, I heard a voice call out. Suzi responded by hurrying her walk, hopping at one point as she slipped off her bikini bottoms, then disappeared from my sight. I strained my ears to hear what was going on until I recognized the sounds of sex, or more accurately, the sounds of a sex slave pleasuring her master. I nearly lost my head by attacking whoever it was right then, but then the training Tim and I had put ourselves through the year before kicked in. I constructed a fake personality and put a cloak around the coin while making my way back down to the beach. The waves seemed much louder at sea level, and as my cloaked self started jogging down the beach, I was worried they might have already left for I hadn't heard another sound from them. As I passed the rocks which Suzi had disappeared behind, I was relieved to hear some faint talking from behind another group of rocks beneath a low crumbling cliff. I only got a flashing glance from the corner of my eye as I jogged by their spot, and then I was busily trying to decide what to do next having seen there were two men, not one. I was just about to drop the cloaking personality when I felt it being scanned. It was so light and happened so fast, I was starting to wonder if I had imagined it, but then a few moments later a much more powerful scan of my fake self's mind began. Like a search light zeroing in on its target, the mind behind the scan traced many of the cracks in my hastily assembled cloak, and just as I realized what they were doing, my fake personality was shattered with a single well directed command. I tumbled to the ground, striking my knee on a rock and landing with my left wrist bent back to far. I was so stunned by the attack and result of my fall, I didn't think to raise my mental shields or anything until I felt the mind touch mine again. As the powerful mind scanned me, I braced myself for enslavement, almost welcoming it from the passing thought that I would share it with Suzi. But then suddenly the mind stopped its scanning and... left me there without inserting a single command into my real mind. I think a wave must have sprayed some mist on me before I snapped to my senses and took in my surroundings again. I was laying on my side, on the beach, my bum knee propped up, holding my left wrist with my right hand... and I was totally alone, mentally and physically. Shit, I was almost too scared to move. Whoever the telepath was, he was definitely more powerful than I was, and apparently didn't consider me to be enough of a threat to bother enslaving when he had the chance. Then I heard footsteps coming from the direction of their hiding place. I held my breath until I realized the steps were going in the opposite direction. I risked moving so I could see what was going on, and watched the hulk of a man walk around the rocks, probably going up the other path I had noticed when I was going up to the cliff. I moved into a sitting position after waiting a few minutes to see if he was coming back right away, and as I tried brushing sand out of the bleeding scrape on my knee, I was startled to hear the distant sound of a motorcycle starting up and speeding away. For a few moments I considered leaving, but I couldn't bear the thought of leaving Suzi like that. I was tempted to scan her to see what all he had done to her, but I was still feeling my vulnerability to this man's power and skill. Whilst I was considering the possibility that he could have been testing me or otherwise just toying with me, a young woman with red hair and conservative dress walked around the corner from where the large man had disappeared. For a moment I considered warning her, but when she saw me, she immediately looked in the direction where Suzi and the powerful voice were before sighing and heading towards me. "Hola, puede I estar de ayuda?" she queried when she was within ten yards of me. "I'm, uhm... no seguro?" I said after racking my brain for a Spanish word or phrase that was appropriate. "Vous parlez français? Sprechen Sie Deutsch?" she asked after a mild hesistation. "English, actually," I said when I found my voice. She smiled, and for a moment I was enchanted by her bright green eyes. "Are you hurt?" she said with an accent as she got down on her knees in beside me. "I fell," I managed to say. "Indeed," she said while examining my knee carefully. "It's not broken or anything," I said when her fingers began to probe my kneecap gently. When she continued, I sighed a little before leaning back to give her more room. "It just hurts and... OUCH! Shit," I gasped as my wrist painfully reminded me it also had been hurt in the fall when I tried to support myself with it. I bumped my head on another small rock when I fell back to take the weight off my hand, then was torn between rubbing my wrist and the new lump on my head having only one good hand to rub with. The decision was made for me, for the young woman took my hand and started feeling it like she had with my knee, and if it hadn't been rather soothing, I would have taken it away from her like my instincts told me I should. "My name is Zoe," she said after I had relaxed. "Have you a name?" "Uhm, Joey... No! I mean Joe," I blundered out. "You must have hit your head very hard," she said with a slight smile. "I only just now bumped it, and it wasn't that hard," I corrected. "Then why do you not know your name?" "Oh. Heh..." I said, feeling very stupid. There was a short period of silence between us, and as she soothed the pain in my wrist with her gentle fingers, my mind wandered briefly until my eyes fell upon the crumbling cliff. She noticed my stare, and then saw the look of fear in my eyes when I glanced at her before looking out on the sea. I suspected something was up when she seemed distracted for a minute while silently continuing her wrist rub, so when her attention returned to me, I said, "Uhm, it feels better now. Thanks," and gently withdrew my hand from hers. "You here for a vacation? My father and I are too. I lived here when I was a child, so whenever my father and I can, we come back here for vacation and see family. It is very hard being away from family. Do you not think so?" "Yes, very hard," I gulped, then got a hold of myself. "Uhm, thanks for your help and all, but you see... Uhm, I know you know how I fell, and I'm pretty sure you know why I'm still here. Your... father has somebody very special to me and..." "A moment, please," she said holding her hand up. "Joey, I do not know how you fell, but I have very strong idea. We go see my father and straighten this out, okie dokie?" "Okie?.. Uhm, okay," I said uncertainly. Once I was on my feet, she made sure I could walk okay before leading me to the rocks and going in first exclaiming, "Pa-pa! Why did you send Oscar away? And why did you attack this boy? Él no es ninguna amenaza a nosotros." I completely missed his response due to the great relief and simultaneous disappointment of finding the girl who I had nearly been enslaved for was not Suzi, but a stranger after all. She was damn close though. Suzi's a... You realize I have to be careful how I word this or I'll have hell to pay... Shit... Anyway, Suzi is what I would call a BMW kind of girl. Smaller in size than the average American model, but has all the curves and features you'd want or need. And that petite body of hers can really maneuver due to all that horsepower packed under her hood. I know I'm getting off topic, but I can't stop thinking about this one time when Tim, Suzi and I were in the shower together... I think it was right before Suzi left for England the summer after our freshman year. Shit... Anyway, Tim and I were playing this game we appropriately named "drop the soap" where we tossed this bar of soap back and forth until one of us drops and has to retrieve it. You might be surprised to learn we played this game honestly since we both wanted to be the fucker and the fuckee and this was a fun way of choosing who is what first. Suzi had declined to play before we had started, so Tim and I were just tossing the soap back and forth, being careful not to foul the other up with any off center shots. Tim and I were just talking about what we'd do different if the other guy drops the soap, and I guess because we had played that game so much by that time, we had gotten pretty good at it do so it took us a while. Anyway, Tim tried to catch it with one hand while scratching his neck. He accidentally grabbed the soap too tight and it popped out of his hand. I swear to God that it hit Suzi right on the crack of her ass, and if either of us had been holding the soap just then, we would have both dropped it from watching Suzi bend over with a moan and seeing her rose opened up right before our eyes. Shit. Tim and I just looked at each other before Suzi moaned out she wanted us both. We ended up fucking her like a merry-go-round, for every minute or so she had us turn her so we were fucking her other hole. She wore us out, then had the nerve to complain how we talked her into fucking in the shower again after just having her hair done. Shit. After that, Tim and I kept our mouths shut while playing "toss the soap." Fuck, where was I? Oh yeah. Nana. Her name was Nana, although I didn't know that at the time. Nana was definitely a Cadillac. I say that because she was bigger boned than average, but in such a way that it didn't make her look any less feminine. She had all the right curves in the right places, and her really firm and larger than average sized breasts only amplified the femininity about her. Nana's face was very similar to Suzi's, giving me the strange impression that she was what Suzi would look like if you flattened her face out a bit to fit on a larger head. The hair length was also similar, but now that I had a closer look, I could see it was rather wavy instead of straight. It gave her hair a fuller look than Suzi's did when she had it down like that. My attention was jolted away from Nana when my right hand reached into my shirt and pulled my coin out by the necklace it was attached to, without my telling it to. "HEY!" I protested as my eyes focused on the coin and examined it very closely. "Pa-pa..." Zoe said warningly. "Hush, child," the man croaked. "Don't you see what he has?" "Pa-pa!" she said impatiently. "Usted lo está asustando" "You're not scared, are you boy? You know exactly what I'm doing... Zoe! All right!" I missed whatever Zoe had done to her father, but my hand and eyes were under my control again the next instant. "Gracias," I said to her before taking a closer look at her father. Now I understood why he had taken control of my eyes like he had. His baby blue eyes stared straight ahead without seeing, and despite the dark brown coloring of his hair, I sensed he was much older than he wanted to appear. More like Zoe's grandfather than her father. I sensed no probes from him, no scans or other telepathic monitoring of my mind. Yet while I studied his face, he turned his head to show me his profile, and I knew from that he was still looking through my eyes. "Pa-pa, what was wrong with Oscar? Do not say his size was too small. I have never seen one any larger," Zoe insisted. "And that's exactly what was wrong, child! He was too big! What good would it do me to stretch Nana so large that I can't enjoy her with the next fool I use." "Oh, Pa-pa... I thought Oscar was exactly what you wanted." "I know that, my dear," he said tenderly. "He was a wonderful birthday gift. You shouldn't take my ramblings so seriously." "You don't fool me an instant, Pa-pa. I know you love the chase more than the control. That is why you attacked Joey, is it not? You were bored?" The man chuckled, the turned to me and said, "Careful of this one, boy. She does not have voice like you and I, but she can see right through us never the less." Nana stood up next to him and helped him to his feet before he said to me, "I admit when I first saw you jogging by I intended to use you like I was using Oscar, but when I touched your... shadowed mind, I was... mildly amused. Very few voices ever develop such... ingenious defenses. Zoe, would you believe that I even have difficulty reading his thoughts?" "Indeed?" she said, giving me a surprised smile. "It is rare to find someone who impresses you, Pa-pa." "Impresses me?" he snorted. "Don't be ridiculous! He's just an immature child with a little more resourcefulness than the average moron! Just two hours ago he was down the beach raping a young woman's mind! I wouldn't be surprised if he ran away from home after his family rejected his conduct. Hah! I was right!" "Fuck you!" I roared. "If I'm a fucking child, then so are you! You don't just toy with women, but men too!" The man chuckled again, then said to Zoe, "I remember saying something similar to your great grandfather when I was his age." He then turned to me, held out his hand and said, "I apologize for calling you a child, Joey. And I'm sorry for treating you like one like my grandfather had with me. You may call me Benjamin." "Uhm, then I guess I'm sorry for.." "Apology accepted," he said joyfully. "Now my boy, you must join us for lunch and tell us where you got that treasure hanging about your neck." I blinked a few times taking that in, then said, "Well, I really can't stay much longer. I'm supposed to be..." "Meeting your friend Nathan, yes... Oscar went to fetch him. They should be arriving any time now." "Oh, Pa-pa..." Zoe sighed. "Really, I think I better..." "Nana, would you please be so kind to begin serving us our meal? There will be six altogether. We did bring enough food, didn't we?" "Oui, master." "Look! I'm sorry, okay? I don't want to stay! Thank you for your offer, but I will be going now!" I said, moving to leave. "You don't seem to understand, my young friend. I simply won't take no for an answer." A chill went down my spine when he said that, and when I looked over to Zoe for support, I saw she wasn't about to interfere on my behalf in this case. So I did the only thing my seventeen years of life had prepared me for for such cases of injustice. I turned around, kicked the sand as I sat down, then... pouted with an defiant expression on my face like any teenager would. Zoe acted like she was enjoying the sunshine, and despite the fact I was dead set on not enjoying myself, she and I chatted somewhat friendly about what we liked about her homeland. Nathan and Oscar arrived shortly after Nana set up the blanket to place the food on. Benjamin had programmed Oscar to fool Nathan into believing I had sent him, so Nathan was a bit surprised to learn I was not having lunch with these people out of my own free will. "What are your intentions, sir?" Nathan immediately asked. "I must warn you we are protected by..." "Yes, yes. Gladius is an old... acquaintance. Do not worry yourself, young voice. I have no reason to harm either of you. Your friend here has an interesting trinket that I am very interested in, and I simply wish to here how he obtained it." "I already told you, it was a gift!" I snapped. "A friend of mine found it at a coin shop and another frie... _acquaintance_ of mine bought it and gave it to me." "You seem to value it very much, yet you were contemplating throwing it off that cliff earlier?" Benjamin said carefully. "Shit. This is just all a big game to you, isn't it. You didn't just happen to see me jog by. I bet..." "A GAME!" he laughed. "Zoe, my dear. Do I play games with people? Answer honestly." She raised both eyebrows while considering her answer, then said, "Yes, Pa-pa, you do." "Ha!" I said when Benjamin's expression went sour from the opposite answer which he had expected. "Well, I wasn't playing a game this time," he grumbled loudly. "I may have retained some of my sense of humor from my youth, but I don't play foolish games on people just for the fun of it." "Then tell him what you want so they can both be on their way," Zoe said patiently, watching a pair of seagulls fight over a piece of bread she had thrown them. "Yeah, what do you want from us?" I asked accusingly. I was startled when he turned towards me, looking me in the eyes with those baby blue yet sightless eyes, and squinting slightly in a warm friendly manner. "I was once like you, believe it or not. Very much like you. And I too had a coin just like yours. But I gave it to the first woman I fell in love with, and after we went our separate ways, I always regretted not having asked for it back. "Nana here strongly resembles someone you care about very much. Now before you get angry again, I did not invade your privacy by seeing who this person was. But I suspect you believe you no longer have any kind of future with her?" I had lowered my eyes to the picnic blanket when he had mentioned Suzi, and sensing he wanted an answer despite the personal nature, I just nodded my head without looking up. "Nana has been my personal assistant for three years now, and I am quite reluctant to part with her for it takes a considerable amount of time to train them as good as this. But I would like to offer you a trade. Nana for your coin." "I don't know..." I instantly said, picking it up from against my chest to examine again. "I mean, if you haven't been able to find one in all this time..." "You didn't seem that worried about needing it again up on that cliff," he reminded me. "Yeah I was," I said. "I would have thrown it off the instant I had gotten up there if I hadn't been." I sighed, then looked over at Nana who was patiently waiting for us to finish eating without any concern over our discussing her fate. My eyes started to tear up thinking about how closely she resembles Suzi, and suddenly I felt desperate to hold her in my arms and love her... I realized that this was my only chance to have the one thing I thought I had sacrificed in my quest of power. So what if she wasn't Suzi. She looked like her, and maybe that would be enough to satisfy my... loneliness. The coin had its uses, but I knew it could never make me happy like maybe Nana could. Without looking away from Nana, I pushed my coin out of the rubber ring holding it, then after deactivating its cloak, I closed my eyes and felt out the symbols being emitted from it one last time. I felt very calm and sure of myself when I opened my eyes again. I felt like this was a step towards letting the past go and the beginning of something better. In fact, I had a strong desire to return to Gladius's keep and work for him now that I had found my slave. At least I would a purpose in life while I was there. After concluding the trade, Nana collected her things while Oscar took over cleaning up our lunch mess. Nathan hadn't spoken more than a dozen words the entire time, and even after we left and made our way up the beach again, he was very quiet. My blonde haired slave was still waiting for us when we reached that part of the beach, and after Nathan indicated he'd like to have her himself for a while, I telepathically reconditioned her to be just like she had been before I had met her, then got a kick out of Nathan chasing her around the beach for a while. Nana was patiently waiting beside me wearing shorts and a mini-top, and for some reason I felt nervous about starting anything with her right then. But when Nathan finally caught up his new toy and pinned her to the ground while she screamed, I turned to Nana feeling ashamed of what she was seeing, then got lost looking in her open and trusting eyes. I kissed her gently on the lips, and enjoyed her hesitant response because it was so real. I don’t know how long I spent just studying her face, caressing it, kissing her one in a while before finally temporarily convincing myself that I was with the real Suzi, and that I loved her. We took our time in our foreplay, and I was momentarily disturbed by Nathan's intruding eyes as I penetrated her the first time, but then lost myself in bliss of making love. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- Tim, the Teenage MC By Rass Senip Chapter XVI: 11th Grade, Summer 1988 Part 4 - The Pit (mc, mf) Nathan returned to camp the next day around noon without any girls to my surprise. He had left with two, and I had expected him to come back with probably four or more to have another lesbian orgy which he had been talking about. As it happens, Nathan was bored just like I had been the day before. So once we admitted we were tired of all the girls and fucking, we agreed it was time to pack things up and go back. We arrived at the main entrance just after nightfall, two days early. Nobody but us were surprised at this, however, and it was a shock to me to find my name on the door across from Nathan's pad. Nana and I moved in to our suite, then fucked in the kitchen, fucked in the shower, and finally made love again in our king size bed. The next thing I knew, Nana was waking me up with her tongue teasing my cock to full erection. "Come 'ere, slut," I said with a grin and holding my arms out to her. "I love your body, master," she said with eyes full of lust and love as she crawled up to my embrace. "I know you do," I said before extracting the kiss I wanted to take from her. "Your body isn't so bad itself, you know." "Would you like to use it?" she said immediately. "Not right now, Nana. Can I just hold you in my arms for a while?" "Yes, master. You may do whatever you wish with me." I guess that was the first time I felt anything wrong with having her completely under my control. As she settled down on top of me with her head on my chest, I stroked her soft naked body while thinking of all the things I had loved about Suzi. Shit. Nana looked so much like Suzi, yet didn't, especially now. I mean, even though I liked the bigger tits and overall size of her body, it still just didn't feel right somehow to think about her as being another Suzi. Her face looked so much like her, but my memories of when I had delivered the real Suzi to Steven was really giving me a bad time. Especially when I realized that I had in fact been the one to enslave Suzi, not Steven. After a while, my troubled thoughts just sort of melted away. I asked her to look up at me, and I just gave into my desire to kiss her again, and spent my time lovingly kissing her face and neck, then finally her nice plump tits. She had seven orgasms from just my sucking and licking of her breasts, and because she was so tired, I decided not to fuck her cunt, but instead fucked her tits then had her rub it into her skin with my dick after I had cum all over them. I almost told her not to bother when she wearily got up to follow me when I was about to take my shower, but I let her join me in the shower and enjoyed her sensually washing me like I was her god. She did it so lovingly, so tenderly, I had to believe it was part of her real personality showing through, and that right there was something very special to me. "Nana?" I said after she had finished and was waiting for my next command. "Have you ever loved anyone before me?" "No, master. You are the only one I've ever loved like this," she said, her eyes showing every bit of truthfulness her voice had contained. I felt myself falling into those eyes, and I didn't consciously think about it when I reached out and stroke the side of her face, and then just let myself follow my instincts as I stepped up to her and gave her a truly loving kiss on the lips. "You're so beautiful," I purred after ending the kiss and again looking into her eyes. "Even without your sexy body, you'd still be beautiful." "I am happy you are pleased with me, master," she said with such softness and love I just melted in her arms. After updating the encryption on her mind, I unhappily sent her out to perform her daily duties before getting ready to start my first day on the job myself. When I left my suite, Nathan came out of his with a smile on his face and a sparkle I recognized in his eyes. "It's good to be back, isn't it?" he said as he joined me at the elevator. "Yeah, I guess I can't complain. You know, until yesterday, I didn't understand what made all you guys stick around here so long." "Si, we have it all here, don't we?" he said with a distant look as we stepped into the elevator. "Well, I don't know if you have every thing," I said while fondling the breasts on the elevator attendant. "But you certainly have enough of it for me." Nathan and I were walking in step the whole way to Gladius's palace, that's how in sync we felt. He was like the only person who understood me, the only one who felt the way I felt and wanted the same things as I did. For the first time in a long time I felt content and happy about who I was and what I was doing. Gladius's palace was truly a palace. The building was the centerpiece of the grounds contained within the walls of the town, and even in the morning light it seemed to radiate a powerful sense of domination due to its size dwarfing all of the other buildings there. I don't know how they cooled the place. I mean, there weren't any air conditioners on the roof or sides as far as I could see, but yet it was a perfect 77 degrees inside, and when the guard opened the door to let us in with a salute, both Nathan and I took in a deep breath to soak in the refreshing cool air. The hall was detailed with gold, the marble floor of the hall was nearly mirror like in its shine, and the deep rich carpet inside Gladius's outer office felt like it had never been walked on before. We simply walked up to the desk where a middle-aged woman with a great figure and the tits of a eighteen-year-old sat doing her nails, and without looking up she said "You may go in. Grandfather is expecting you." The doors leading to the inner office were opened by two albino twins around the age of eight or so, and even Nathan was unable resist taking a good long look at them, especially when they smiled and sent us an empathic kind of kiss. "Good. Right on time," Gladius said from his desk with an older set of twins standing on each side of him. "Girls, go find Kain and hurry him up. He loses track of time when he's in the middle of processing a new one." The two albino twins gracefully close the doors behind them, but not before giving Nathan and me a quick burst of horniness to tease us. "Don't get any ideas, you two. They are always teasing the male voices at that age. But you know the rules." "Yes, Grandfather. We know the rules," Nathan said. "So, Joseph," Gladius said after looking the two of us over with a steady eye. "Now that you've completed your treatments and have had your two weeks out looking for your slave, I take it you wish to stay and work for me?" "Yes sir," I said, keeping my voice respectable. "I thought you might. Nathan, since you have the capabilities now to defend yourself from the others, I'm putting you and Joseph in the Pit to begin with, and in a week or two I'll be checking to see if you can handle it." "The pit?" Nathan said excitedly. "You are putting us in the pit Grandfather?" "Are you hard of hearing child?" he said with false aggravation. "No Grandfather," Nathan said with restraint. "I just never expected you to..." "I know you have worked very hard for me for the past five years, even when the others made you miserable you kept your mind on your job. If you can keep your mind on this job for two weeks, then the pit will be yours until you leave us or decide you want a change." Nathan was completely speechless, and during the momentary silence, I raised an important question that was ringing in my mind. "Uhm, excuse me. What exactly is the pit?" Nathan and Gladius just looked at me, and then Nathan broke out in a toothy smile before saying, "Don't let the name fool you. It's heaven, amigo. Pure heaven." "You'll find out, soon enough," Gladius said. "Nathan, while you are telling him about the pit, you also better prepare him for the game on Saturday." "Oh..." Nathan said, his grin completely vanishing in an instant. "We have to play?" "You know the rules." "Yes, Grandfather," he said religiously. "I know the rules." Just at that moment, the doors opened wide as Kain entered, followed by the albino twins. "You sent for me Grandfather?" Kain said with respect. "Yes, Kain. Prepare these two for the pit, and don't leave anything out. I don't want any of the ripened ones getting spoiled again." "Yes, Grandfather," he said with a considerable amount of surprise in his voice. "Are they going into the pit?" "Of course they are. Why would I ask you to prepare them if they weren't?" "What shall I do with Vinh and Parkinson?" "They have reached the age where I can not trust them any longer. Wipe them and send them back to their homelands. With these two we have enough voices to cover everything." "Yes, Grandfather. Is that all?" "Yes. Go now." Once we were safely out in the hall, I asked, "What does he mean by wiping them?" "Just what you think it means," Kain snapped back. "No one leaves here with their memories intact, you should have realized that by now." "Will they have anything left?" I asked Nathan. "They won't be mindless, just uncertain what they have been doing while they were here. They are lucky. They actually got to work the pit before they reached twenty. Joe, we are soooo lucky!" "What is it about this pit that is so great?" I asked him exasperated. "It's were all the girl slaves who have reached puberty go to finish their training," Kain answered for Nathan. "And you lucky bastards are going to have five of the best cunts in three years fucking and sucking you all day long for the next several months. Here we are. Lay down on the cushions and try not to jerk off while I get a pair of twins to process you." I was about to ask Nathan all sorts of questions when I noticed he suddenly wasn't looking too happy. "What's wrong?" "We are going to be processed. I've never been processed before." "Huh? So?" "Lucas, one of the few people I made friends with a few years ago was processed for teaching. He teaches the young ones now. After he was processed, he was a different person. I don't know who we will be after this." "Don't worry about it, Nathan," I said. "Whatever they do to us, it will be worth it just to work in the pit, right?" He perked up a little, then gave me a weak grin and a nod, but didn't say anything more, so neither did I. Nathan was right to be worried. Five minutes later, Parkinson and a guy I hadn't met before walked in through the door with the mindless look on their faces I recognized immediately as the same as the five blanks I had seen. They were followed immediately by the two twins who had been standing next to Gladius in his office. The two guys laid down next to us in perfect sync while a blond set of twins around thirteen came in. If I wasn't so horny for their brainwashing fuck, I probably would have gotten scared enough to get up and try to run. Nathan started to do just that, and it startled me when Nathan just suddenly lost all his strength and wilted back down flat on his back, his face as blank as the other two. I was the only one who greeted the feel of their empathic power flowing through my mind as my hands raised to fondle the blond twin's breasts as she began to hump. Shit, those twins of Gladius’ were powerful. I mean, I love every moment of their manipulation of my senses, filling my head with emotions that generated images and knowledge that still are with me even today. Oh, and they also pulled some of that shit they used on me during my "treatments", and I recognized it for the first time for what it was. They were trying to literally inflict loyalty to their grandfather onto me. They seemed completely oblivious to the fact that it wasn't working on me. I mean, after they passed out and Nathan and I rolled them off of us, I got this weird vibe from Nathan that he was no longer interested in getting home to his sister to fuck and play but to go and do what his "Grandfather" wished, and expected that I also desired to also obey. It was hard for me not to show how... devastated I was from this realization. I had been so happy, so fucking happy to have someone who was just like me as a friend... But now that had been taken from me... again. You could say I have a very good poker face. All that time I spent hiding my thoughts and feelings from Tim really came in useful, especially with Nathan right then. "What was the game that Gladius mentioned?" I asked carefully while we waited for Kain to finish checking the other two before he released us. "You're one of us now. You should call him Grandfather," Nathan said with a frown. "Thanks. I wanted to, but I didn't think it was proper," I lied while acting very pleased with this. Nathan seemed to accept my explanation since his frown went away, and then he said, "Every Saturday night, all the voices meet somewhere on the mountain and challenge each other. The purpose is to strengthen each other in case we come under attack from the outside, and the winner has the pleasure to visit Lea for a night." "Lea?" "She's one of Grandfather's special girls. She does not have voice, and is not a twin. Some call her a witch but I don't know why. The other voices work very hard to spend the night with her. She is very beautiful, and..." "And you basically have the longest orgasm in your life if you are picked by her," Kain interrupted. "What do you mean picked? I thought the winner..." "Nathan has never been in the game before. It isn't who is strongest that matters, but who impresses Lea the most. She picks the winner. If she didn't, half of the voices would never get to have a night with her." "So the winner has sex with her. I can't imagine how anyone could..." "No, you don't have sex with her. You'll just have to wait and find out, that's all. Now, I have to ask you some questions, and if you have to think about any of them in order to answer, you're going to have to be processed again." I don't remember what questions he asked us, but I was really surprised at how thoroughly I knew the answers. It kind of scared me to find that the twins had been successful in implanting the knowledge concerning the breaking in and training of budding pubescent girls into young sexually driven slaves without the use of telepathic controls. Once Kain released us, Nathan led the way to the pit, which turned out to be a building that was mostly underground. As we approached the round sunken building, I reviewed some of my new knowledge in hopes of gaining more insight to what all we were going to do. Okay. So I liked the prospect of turning young girls into cock sucking, hard fucking sex toys who never got enough of their master's sexual attention, and using telepathy only as a monitoring tool and not as the basis of control excited me. It would be harder this way, but after two weeks of enslaving women and girls the easy way, this sounded a lot more fun to me. I was looking forward to the challenge. Now I understood why the children were all in class together, and why there weren't any older than eleven or maybe twelve. From the age of three, the children there were brought up with sex and servitude at the center of their lives. The girls had been giving blow jobs since they were four, and were fluent in English, Spanish, French, Japanese, and Russian, plus could speak a few others well enough to be understood if they needed to. They could cook, they could clean, or any other medial tasks required of them, and had a basic education on top of all that, probably an 8th grade level or so. Shit, the more I checked out what we would be doing, the hornier I got, and by the time we entered the building and were walking down the steps to the main floor, I was as eager to do a good job as Nathan was just to be able to continue doing it after the two weeks were up. When we entered the white carpeted primary room in the pit, we were greeted by five nude thirteen year old girls with excited grins on four of their faces. And just as we expected, all five had their legs spread apart to show the insides of their young cunts. "We are your new masters," Nathan said while inspecting them with his eyes. "Tell us, young slaves.. What are your names and what level have you each achieved with your former masters?" "Kristen, Level 2, master." "Sakura, Level 1, master." "Damita, Level 7, master." "Hye, Level 4, master." "Kaede, Level 1, master." My dick surged finding that two of them were still virgins. "Why have you not yet reached level 2?" I asked the nearest virgin. She looked up at me with the prettiest brown eyes and the cutest dimples I've seen on a girl that age as she said, "I have not yet learned to control my orgasms, master." "And you?" I asked the next one who was Japanese in descent. "I have not yet had an orgasm, master," she said meekly. "Oh really?" I said, envisioning the look on her face from her first orgasm while riding on my cock. But then I had to quickly push out that idea for it wasn't part of the procedure to fuck them until they had control of their orgasms. "You have obtained level 7?" Nathan asked the middle girl who was the only one not smiling and was still standing with her pussy open, which was noticeably wet. Both Nathan and I scanned the girl, finding she was nearly finished in her conditioning from the way her thoughts were centered on how much she wanted to pleasure us. But we could tell she wasn't quite done, for she also wanted us to give her pleasure too, and that was something which was unacceptable for a true sexual slave to desire. They were to gain all their pleasure from obeying. It should not matter whether it would be sexual or not. Basically, what we were supposed to do was focus them on the pleasure of sex to the point where they were obsessed with it, then associate that with other sensations such as light to moderate levels of pain, then finally focus this overwhelming need for pleasure as the result of obeying our commands. Their entire preteen life had been in preparation for this, and no other time in a person's life are they so open to accepting a way of life as they are at that age. It was to be their religion to be slaves. That's what it seemed like to me anyway. Shit, I guess I better explain the eight levels or stages they classified the girls by. Believe it or not, every single girl who entered the pit for the first time was a virgin. The first thing you did to a new girl was have them masturbate, most of the time while watching one of the other girls getting fucked by one of us. Depending on the girl, this stage can take weeks or hours. They had to masturbate themselves until they came unaided, then they would proceed to learn how to keep themselves at a high state of arousal without coming until we said. If a girl couldn't orgasm by the end of the third day, we were permitted to help them in one of three way. We could either telepathically command them to cum, stimulate them with our hands, or with our mouths. About half of them would be able to bring themselves to an orgasm on their own once they felt one, but the other half would require a lot more work, and usually took weeks to finally get it right. When they learned how to hold off their orgasm without losing their arousal, that's when we started fondling them and shit, doing practically everything but fucking them in order to ensure they learn how to control their orgasms. Once they did that, we fucked them, graduating them to level two. Level two was simply learning how to use their fucking muscles and shit. And they didn't do that on a real cock, but a dildo. That level required us to test them by fucking them again, and usually it took them two or three tries to pass to level three. Level three was a lot like level two, except instead of their cunt, they used their ass. They had to stretch it too, but other than that, they just had to apply a lot of what they learned so far to their ass hole. Level four was where the telepathy really was needed. The idea here was to have them focus on the pleasure so much that just finger fucking them would cause them to pass out from pleasure. The telepathy was only used to monitor their state of mind, not to directly control them. You would be surprised to find that once you understood how to do this, it was almost a trivial stage in their conditioning. Level five kind of came naturally to someone who passed level four. Basically what we did was tease them a lot, get them so worked up that they were begging to be fucked, then once in a while give them mind shattering orgasms, but it had to be completely random, otherwise their sexual desire and addiction to the pleasure wouldn't increase like we needed it to. Level six basically was the point where they truly acted like sex slaves, needing our sexual attention so much that they willingly allow us to put them on the rack and tease them sexually for hours. Once they submitted to this enough, we begin widening what they define as pleasure to be, and usually within a week we can literally whip her to orgasm. It was important to make them equate light to moderate pain such as this to be pleasurable, and once they did that, they were ready for level seven. Level seven is like the icing on the cake. To translate their pleasure from being a physical action or sensation into a purely emotional and mental one was the greatest reward for a slave trainer. When done correctly, the girl will not crave to pleasure themselves, but only by pleasuring their master will they feel the reward they seek and crave. Level eight was really just a formality. Once they had completed their level seven conditioning, all we did was scan their mind for anything which wasn't right and correct it, then send her to see Gladius for final testing. At first I felt really odd about what we were doing. I mean, the four lower level girls acted like... well, like girls that age, I guess. They were so enthusiastic, and I really enjoyed them as... persons, once I got to know them that first day. But I knew that by the time we finished with them, their warm and natural free giving spirit would be transformed into a more submissive and... well, they just wouldn't be little girls any more if you know what I mean. Damita, the Venezuelan girl who was already level seven, didn't have the spirit that the other four had. She didn't care about what new things she could learn, or asking us questions about ourselves. She was only interested in doing what we told her to do as well as she could, constantly hoping to please us enough so that we rewarded her with another mind blowing fuck. I was a little spooked by how different she acted compared to the other four. Thankfully Nathan seemed to like her like that, so I didn't have to work with her that first day. Kristen, was nearly ready to go on to level three, and Nathan offered to let me evaluate her performance first. I hadn't been there an hour before I got to experience a thirteen year old cunt sliding down over my cock before she fucked me with energy and a considerable amount of glee. Her fuck hole was incredibly tight, and she really did know how to use her muscles to pleasure me very well. And after I came inside her tight hole and told her to cum as well, I announced she had passed, and found her crying in my arms with joy. I guess I fell in love with that little girl right then and there. It was a mistake to do so, and all the experience and knowledge implanted by that twin told me I had better distance myself from these feelings if I was to succeed in doing my job with her. I didn't care at that point. I held her as long as I dared to without letting on I wasn't just holding her for her benefit but mine as well, and even managed to give her a little careful peck on the cheek without anyone else but her noticing. Sakura was next on my list as far as I was concerned, and once Kristen had her dildo in her ass, I walked over to the little Japanese girl and watched her play with her little knob and red lips. Not that I was an expert on female masturbation, but from what I could tell, she was doing it right, but she wasn't even wet from her own fondling. "Sakura, have you felt a slight tingle down there yet?" "No, master," she said with a sound of defeat. "I have not." "Have you ever?" "I believe so, but I don't know when or why," she admitted. "Does that feel good to you?" I said indicating her fingers working her genitalia. "Yes," she simply said. "Hmmm... Kiss me." "Master?" she said surprised. "I said, kiss me," I said without moving. "Yes, Master," she said standing up. "Where?" "I'll let you decide." "Yes, master." She got up on her tippy toes and managed to kiss my chin, then stood back where she had started from and waited for my next order with a sweet smile on her face. Something in that smile felt so innocent to me, I got down on my knees with a smile of my own and leaned forward to kiss her on her chin. She giggled, then without asking she kissed me on the cheek. I glanced over at Nathan to make sure he didn't see her small breach in the rules of conduct for a slave girl, then when I saw he was far more interested in evaluating Damita's fucking performance, I smiled at her again and winked. Her frightened expression from her impulsive act disappeared, then she grinned weakly as I kissed the tip of her nose. I turned to instruct her, Hye, and Kaede to watch Damita as she lowered herself onto Nathan's cock and began fucking him with considerable energy, then after Damita failed to slow down when Nathan got close, I had them all start working on their exercises while Nathan came and then cussed Damita out thoroughly. Sakura quickly became my favorite over the next few days, ironically it being her impulsive and sweet innocence which made her special to me over the four more sexually minded girls. Oh, I did enjoy the fucks with Kristen and the numerous blow jobs the others gave me. And since I avoided messing with Damita which was obviously Nathan's favorite, Nathan basically left Sakura's training to me while we shared in training the other three. About four days after we started in the pit, Nathan took Kaede's virginity and graduated her to level 2. Two days after that, Kaede's long struggle for self control paid off as she proved to have excellent control of her vaginal muscles and I graduated her to level three with three separate fuckings. I had to make sure she was ready, you know? ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- Tim, the Teenage MC By Rass Senip Chapter XVI: 11th Grade, Summer 1988 Part 5 - Bewitched (mc, mf) Nathan and I were a little nervous yet excited as we walked up the path leading up the hillside. We were following the other voices to participate in the Games, and when we entered the only area of the fortified town which was normally off limits to everyone, I got more excited at the prospect of finding out what was up there. The entire town sat at the base of a lone mountain, and apparently the fortified wall had been constructed using the mountain's rock. That left a huge cliff on each side where the wall met the mountain's slope. I could see another wall cutting across the mountain above us, and at some point as we were climbing the grassy slope, we came close to the edge of the left cliff. Shit. I was astonished at how far down it was when I got a clear look over the edge. I mean, from the distance inside the village, the walls on either side looked like they got shorter and shorter as they got closer to the mountain, but from the outside the wall actually must get taller and taller where the wall on the inside ends and the slope continues to rise. It was incredible to me to see the amount of labor that must have had gone into cutting the edges of the mountain off, and then using that to build the wall and buildings... You just couldn't tell that kind of scale from the village because of the way the mountain gently sloped at first then suddenly became steeper where the walls ended. In fact, until we had reached the steep part, I hadn't noticed the wall above us. But as we began moving away from the left edge on a zig-zag like course upwards, I started noticing more and more details about that wall that kept making me increase its size in my estimations. By the time we reached the level clearing where the game was to take place, most of the voices were out of breath, and even I was breathing rather hard from the fifteen minute journey. I was surprised to find that the girl voices didn't take as long to recover as the guys did, however. I wasn't that impressed by the girls' looks, not that I suppose the guys were any more handsome than the girls were pretty. But since I was the new voice, the girls were all studying me with their eyes and their minds. I got tired of feeling their probes testing my boundaries, so while the other guys were busy preparing the two campfires at the center of the clearing, I walked up to the oldest of the female voices and introduced myself. "We all know who you are," she replied with a snort. "Just because you and that runt managed to break through Jonas's and Gordon's barriers, that doesn't mean you're hot shit. Since Vinh and Parkinson aren't around anymore, you guys don't have a chance in..." Our lovely conversation came to an abrupt halt when Chris butted in saying, "Joseph, what the fuck are you doing?" "What the fuck does it look like," I barked. "Come 'mer," he said while pulling me by the arm away from grinning bitch. "What," I said defensively when we were out of her ear shot. "That bitch over there, Janel, she's trying to get in your head. Not telepathically, but... Just don't believe anything she says, okay? We have to stick together or they will make us miserable tonight." "In case you haven't noticed, I can take care of myself. And from what I understood, it wasn't a contest between guys and girls but every group." "Yeah, I know it's not supposed to be, but it hasn't been that way for a long time. Ever since Janel came along and got the rest of the girls to work together in beating us, we've been having to work as a group first, then once we defeat them we go at each other. Believe me, you don't want the girls to win. We're gonna be really vulnerable having two newbies teamed together, so please, for all our sakes, work with us. We'll give you fair warning after the girls are defeated before we come after you. If you don't believe that's true, just remember we do this every Saturday. If we can't depend on each other, we'll always lose." "Now who's trying to get in my head," I said cautiously, looking him in the eyes before nodding my agreement. "But if I suspect any foul play..." I added as I turned. "We'll all pay for it if you do. I give you my word we're on the up and up." "Joe, you making deals without consulting me?" Nathan asked as I joined him on a rock. "Wasn't exactly a deal, more like an understanding. Looks like we're gonna have to trust the other guys and fight along with them until we beat the girls, 'cause that's what the girls are gonna do." "I did not ever hear this," Nathan said doubtfully. "I believe it is a trick." "I know, I know, but what if it isn't? I mean, what do you know about Janel over there?" "Janel... Yes, I see what you mean, amigo. Once she made me pretend to be her slave and... I agree. We must first conquer the women before the men." The other four guys had gone into the brush as we talked, but then Chris came back and motioned for us to follow him, leading us back the way he had come and explaining it was the guy's job to collect the firewood since the girls brought and served dinner. But when we reached the other three, they weren't gathering wood. They were on their stomachs watching something through the brush, and after carefully crawling up to their position, I almost laughed and broke our cover. A red haired little girl, no more than three or four years old, was eating some berries off a bush in the buff. She appeared to be completely oblivious to our presence, but yet she never turned her back to us even when it would have been more convenient for her to do so. Nathan nudged Gordon next to him and apparently asked him something telepathically which Gordon nodded a definite affirmative to. I was bewildered at how captivated the other guys were, even Nathan at that point watched her every move like it was their first porno movie or something. I finally gave Nathan a nudge and threw him a questioning look, his response was to mouth the word "Lea" before returning his attention to the magical girl. I studied her a little more without noticing anything remarkable about her, then watched the other guys, finding the four veteran gamers almost in a self induced trance while watching her finish up her meal. Nathan nudged me when she finally turned and walked away, then we were both startled when the other four suddenly started scrambling out to the spot she had been standing and struggled over something she apparently had left on the ground. Nathan and I were just reaching them when Peter exclaimed, "Ha! It's mine!" and darted past us before the others could grab him. "Shit," Chris exclaimed. "What were you guys fighting over?" I asked. "Didn't see her running her hands through her hair?" Gordon snorted. "I did," Nathan admitted. "Is this what you fought over? A single strand of her hair?" "Shit, yeah," Chris said as he started gathering a few branches of wood from the area. "Several years ago, one guy got a strand of Lea's mother's hair, threaded it in a bracelet he had and wore it to the games. He was a lot harder to beat whenever he had the bracelet on, and it never worked for anyone else." "You actually believe that?" I laughed. The looks I got from the three veterans made me wipe the grin off my face before saying, "Okay, okay.. I guess I'll find out one way or the other tonight when she picks me..." "Yeah, right. She never picks a newbie their first couple of times," Jonas sneered. "It's my turn to be her pick anyway." Nathan and I just followed them in silence as they argued who would be her next pick, but just before we reached the clearing where the others were, they shut up to keep from getting the girls into it. It was growing dark by the time we had the fires going strong, and while the girls were unpacking the food they had brought, Nathan and I sat down next to Peter who was busily trying to weave the five inch hair into a makeshift bracelet that had been part of his shirt. Peter had no idea how to sew, and after watching him a few minutes I offered to do it for him. He told me to fuck off, but because I had more or less expected that, I started giving him advice, drawing on what my mom had taught me when I was eight or nine. Then when he broke the hair into two accidentally, I offered to do it for him again, and to my surprise he accepted. I moved closer to the fire to see what I was doing, and as I used a splinter of wood as needle, Peter and Nathan ate and chatted a bit, revealing some facts about the game I had not yet learned. "Wait. You mean after the game is over and Lea's pick leaves with her, all the losing groups have to follow the winner's orders? Now that's more like what I would have expected if Nathan hadn't told me about Lea. So what exactly does she do with the one she picks anyway?" Peter spaced out for a few moments, apparently losing himself at the thought of being Lea's pick, then said, "I don't remember." "What do you mean you don't remember?" I said unbelievingly. "You must remember something the way you zone out whenever someone brings it up." From behind me, Chris said with his mouth full, "He doesn't remember. Neither do I. And neither will you. No one does. Even the girls don't remember." "Shit... I take it the girls are picked as much as the guys then, and since Grandfather doesn't approve of girl to girl sex, it can't be really all that sexual..." "It's sexual, all right," Peter stated as I handed the finished bracelet back to him. He studied my work a moment then said, "Wow, thanks. I'll remember this when we win tonight." "Even with that thing, Joe and I can still beat you two easily," Nathan argued. I wiped my brow grinning, then said, "So when does the game start anyway?" "When Lea signals us," Peter answered as he pulled the bracelet over his hand and onto his wrist. I wiped my forehead again before backing away from the fire, then noticed everyone was seated near the two fires and looked almost a hot as I felt. "Aren't you hot?" I asked Chris who was the closest to the fire now that I had moved away. "Yeah, I'm hot," he simply said. "Then why don't you move away from the fire?" Nathan asked before I could. "Because then Lea wouldn't be able to see me as good," he grinned. I glanced at the others as they started shuffling themselves closer, then decided if we were under Lea's observation, now would be the best time to start "impressing" her. So I stood up, took off my shirt and walked around the campfire a few times, looking out into the shadows around us for a likely viewing spot. I gave up on that when I realized that as long as I kept circling the fire, Lea would see everything she would want no matter where she was hiding. I don't really look for ways to show off, but I guess I really like it when chicks check my body like the female voices were. Despite the feeling I was just a piece of meat in their eyes, I didn't hold back on flexing my muscles and turning my body so that the firelight reflected off the sweat on my chest, arms, and tummy. My show was interrupted by a flare of green light up on the hillside above us, and moments later I felt six aroused female voices focusing their minds onto mine and instantly breaking through the makeshift barrier I had managed to raise. Shit, was that ever a wakeup call. They fumbled a moment when they couldn't decipher my thoughts, then just as one of them was about to try commanding me to go to sleep, the guys launched their own attack on them and distracted them enough for me to push them out and go onto the offensive myself. It had been a while since the last time I had mentally wrestled with someone, so I suppose I was a little rusty at first. But the time Tim and I had spent preparing to rescue Sarah really paid off. After the girls focused their attacks on me two more times without any success, they made Nathan their target. Seeing how totally unprepared Nathan was to their attack made me understand why the other guys had been so uptight about us both being "newbies" to the game. When Nathan's barrier crumbled, he froze up in indecision and panic, and before the rest of us could do anything about it, Nathan was asleep, and my share link was broken the moment afterwards. This was an event I had prepared myself long before ever leaving the US, and even though it took a moment for me to react, I focused my mind on Peter's and initiated a share link with him, Peter only hesitating a moment before accepting it to my relief. But then I had a moment of inspiration. I barely had time to give Peter the gist of my idea before initiating a fake personality and lowering what defenses I had just raised. When the girls realized I was no longer in the fight, they focused their minds back onto mine again and as the other guys struggled to ward them off, Janel entered my fake persona's mind and teased me a bit before issuing the sleep command. Two minutes later while everyone's attention was on the battle to break through Chris's defenses, I deactivated my fake persona and waited for the right moment to attack. Despite there being six against four, the guys lasted a lot longer than I expected. Except for Peter and myself, everyone was tiring, and when the youngest girl pulled back a moment to rest, I reached right into her mind and put her to sleep without anyone else noticing. I only observed the five remaining foes a moment before I attempted to do the same thing to the next weakest one, but even though I was successful in putting her out, this time the other four noticed and the element of surprise was gone. Actually, I suppose that isn't true. They were definitely surprised, so much that my teammates took two more of them out before Janel and her partner could react. "You cheated!" Janel spat as she shot her fist up in the air and held it there. "One of you woke him up before the game was over!" "There's no rule against waking yourself up! Joseph, tell her!" Peter yelled out into the dark with his own fist up in the air. "He's right," I said to Janel. "I laid a trap for you, and you fell..." "Not me, you stupid prick," Janel spat with murderous eyes. "Oh," I said before giving her a wicked grin and shouting, "I pretended to be helpless and laid a trap, and they..." "You don't have to shout," a young voice said from somewhere in darkness to the right of me. "Oh... Uhm, sorry," I said to the shadows as the conscious voices froze with their mouths gaping. "No one told Joey or his partner that I don't like people trying to impress me, did they?" When no one else answered, I said, "Uhm, no. If I had known that..." "If you had known that, you would probably have been my pick tonight. And since no one here took the courtesy to explain the game to them thoroughly, the only one left is him." Even though none of us could see her, we all knew exactly where she was pointing. Everyone looked at Nathan wheezing in his sleep, then I felt this small hand just barely touch the middle of my back before I instinctively fell to my knees with a gasp. I was just starting to process this when I felt her hand hovering over the back of my head, and I swear to God I think my heart stopped in anticipation. I literally was frozen, the gasp of air I had taken lasting me the entire time I kneeled there with my attention concentrated completely on the imminent pleasure which never came. I don't know what went on around me, and after she pulled back her hand and I fell forward gasping for the air I hadn't bothered to breathe, I'm not even sure how long it took me before I rolled over to see if she was still there. "She's gone," Annette, the youngest of the girl voices said. "And Nathan is gone with her," Gordon added sadly. "What happened?" I finally managed to croak. "Why, don't you remember?" Peter joked halfheartedly. "Fuck," I said, shaking my head as I sat up. "I guess I owe you guys an apology for making fun... Wait a sec. Why is everyone awake? Did you finish the game without me?" "Nobody felt like it after Lea..." Chris started without finishing. I waited for someone to explain a little further, but when it became obvious no one was going to, I noticed how deflated they all appeared. They were scattered around the two dying fires, all keeping themselves within the light of the flames, but not close enough to feel its heat. They all looked limp, even somewhat depressed, and not one of them would look at another for more than a few moments at a time. "What is going on?" I finally said. "Is this part of the game or something?" "No," they all seemed to mutter at once, then after a few quick arguments over who should explain it to me, Peter conceded to the job. "She said she was tired of the game and wanted us to figure up something different to do for a while." "Something we can all enjoy," one of the girls added sharply. "Something that keeps us from ganging up on each other in the game," Jonas inserted. "Hey, I thought I was telling him," Peter barked. "So what's the big deal?" I said, standing up. "Have you all been here so long that you forgot what to do on a Saturday night? I mean, we have everything we need here. We could have a lot of fun," I almost sang as I threw a load of wood on the fire nearest to me, the sparks shooting out as if to emphasize my point. "You're nuts," Janel spat. "There's nothing here." "Okay, so we don't have any tunes to play, and we don't have any junk food. But we also don't have a curfew... Wait, do we?" Peter shook his head, so I continued, "We don't have a curfew, we don't have any police or parents telling us what we can and can't do, and we are all voices who can do things that normal teenagers can't do." "But what does that have to do with what Lea wants?" one of the girl voices asked. "What's your name?" I responded. "Whitney." "Whitney, are you a virgin?" "Yeah, right.. No." "Have you ever been in love?" "No way." "Oh... That's too bad." "Why? All it does is make you miserable later, right Janel?" "Right," Janel confirmed firmly. "So you've been in love, huh?" I said with a serious yet not aggressive expression. "That's right. I fell for someone once, but never again. My slaves can give me anything I want without the grief." "Have you ever shared yourself with one of your slaves?" "What do you mean, shared myself?" "I mean share control of your body with him, equally." "No. Why would I want to?" I could tell I had lost some of the other's interests, for they thought I was trying to put the moves on Janel which they knew would never work. So I stripped my shorts off which recaptured the other girls attentions and gave them a look from all sides. "I'll let one of you control my body if you will let me have equal control of yours. Any takers?" At first I thought they weren't going to bite, but then Whitney stood up and said, "Okay, but no tricks." "I think everyone knows what would happen if I tried to trick you." "So how do we do this?" she said, walking up to me. "Well, we... Uhm... Shit. You know, now that I think about it I'm not sure exactly how Tim... Fuck." "Wait, you mean you shared your body with another guy?" Janel crowed. "That was before we got into girls," I snapped. "But it was awesome the first time I felt Suzi's body from the inside, and sharing our bodies with each other is one of the most..." I stopped before the tightness in my chest could make my voice squeak, but I couldn't hide the wetness in my eyes from Whitney who was standing in front of me. "See? That's what you get for letting yourself..." Janel started. "Fuck you, Janel!" I yelled. "You don't know shit about what it's like because you're such a stuck up bitch! I'd give up my voice to have another chance with..." "Joseph, chill man," Peter said, getting up and putting his hand on my shoulder. "There's other fish, you know?" "No, I don't know..." I sighed before sitting down wearily. There was a few moments of silence before Whitney sat down beside me and said, "So how do you think you do this sharing thing?" "Huh? You still want to try it?" I said, trying not to look at her face. She didn't answer immediately, then I guess I must have jerked slightly when she touched my chest with her hand because she started pulling it away the next moment. I turned towards her and looked her in the eyes as I probed her gently as a signal that I wanted to form a telepathic channel. She didn't understand what I wanted immediately, but after a few moments she hesitantly lowered her defenses to my probes and I formed the link with her mind. "Hi," I thought to her. "Uhm hi this is so weird I've never done it this before your eyes are very pretty I didn't mean to tell you that I..." "You have to separate your thoughts so you only send what you want to me. Okay?" "I don't know how to do... Oh.. Okay. This is pretty neat." "This is just the beginning." "Hey, are you two doing it?" Peter asked out loud. "What do we tell him?" Whitney thought to me. "Not yet," I said out loud. "Oh," Peter said. "This is really neat though..." Whitney told them. "We're sharing our thoughts sorta like I do with Liz." "So?" Beatrice asked. "But its different with a guy, and its more direct too. Its... Oh, WOW!" I grinned as I continued recalling the sensations I had felt during one of Tim's three ways, my mind automatically initiating the links on its own without me consciously understanding how I was doing it. "What?" "What's going on?" "Is he doing it?" "It can't be that great, can it?" Everyone was now crowding around us asking us questions which we gave no answers to as we felt out each other's bodies and completed the full two way. "Stop it!" Janel yelled, grabbing our shoulders and trying to push us apart as if that would break the two way. The others complained for us, and Janel conceded after Jonas and Gordon gave her a warning probe. By the time Janel was sulking over by the other fire alone, I was ready to go the rest of the way with the two way. Whitney by this time was busily describing what she was feeling, but when I moved my body closer to hers, she gasped from feeling her first hardon. Shit, I guess when I felt her womanhood respond to my manhood, I got a little caught up in it. I took control of her hand and shoved it down into her shorts, but luckily she just took over my hand and grabbed my cock with it. From that point, neither Whitney or I paid any attention to the crowd around us, and we must have put on quite a show as we masturbated the other's body with their own hands. It wasn't until after we shared in our joint orgasm that we touched one body with the other's, and that only led up to a kissing frenzy followed by a very confusing battle over body parts as we fucked our brains out. After wearing each other out, we came to our senses finding the others packing up camp around us quietly. When they noticed we were watching them, Whitney got all embarrassed and killed the two way, but after we got dressed she gave me a kiss and telepathic message saying thanks. While we made our way down the path with flashlights, I suddenly remembered that Nathan wasn't with us and asked what would happen to him. Peter and Chris assured me that he was having the time of his life and would be back tomorrow morning with a smile painted on his face. When Gordon and Jonas offered to let me fuck their slaves sometime, I realized that I had lost the tension and distrust I had felt concerning the four male voices, and I was hesitant to accept their offer until Gordon said Nathan could come too if he wanted. At that point I knew that while their offer to me was at face value, their feelings about Nathan hadn't changed much. As Nana washed my body thoroughly, I started having guilty feelings about my new status with the other voices while they continued holding reservations about Nathan. I almost started to tell Nana about it, feeling I needed to just talk it over with someone, but I ended up just sucking on her wet tits as my finger explored her wet passage, triggering a massive orgasm whenever she started to catch her breath. I was almost in a panic the next morning when I found the share link with Peter had broke during the night. But when I got to Nathan's door and his sister let me in, I was relieved to find him there asleep in his bed. I couldn't help but exclaim "Shit," when I realized that Nathan was smiling in his sleep, and when I finally managed to rouse him, the smile didn't fade a bit, almost to the point where it was kind of creepy. He was walking on air the entire day, and I guess some of it rubbed off on me because I was such in a good mood after breakfast that I let Nathan talk me into letting him fuck Sakura as a second opinion on her progress. I didn't even give it a second thought when he said he wished to work with Sakura the rest of the day and left me to manage the other four by myself. I admit I enjoyed myself, and I didn't take advantage of my position or anything. Just having four pretty girls waiting to engage in any form of sex play I desired was enough. Damita, like most girls, was having trouble with the transition from desiring sex for herself to pleasuring her master above all other desires. I literally raped that girl three times that day, and she just kept coming back for more, sometimes interfering with my attempts to work with the others with her sexual advances and body positioning. I fucked Kristen too, she being my second favorite after Sakura, and as part of Damita's training, I had Damita concentrate on my body language and verbally describe what I was feeling the whole time. I had Kristen orgasm three times, then pulled my cock out and had her suck the load I had built up out while telepathically triggering a large orgasm within Damita's mind. I hadn't noticed until that day how Hye had been acting more and more like Damita. This was normal for a girl who was at level 4, and this was probably the most critical stage in their training. More than once I had trouble resisting my urges to fuck the fourteen year old Korean girl whose body had yet to show any external signs of puberty, but I was content with testing her focus with the spasm test. The spasm test was fairly simple. You run your finger around the edges of their pussy lips very lightly, and if their pussy muscles don't spasm enough to squirt out their juices somewhat, they are not focused enough on the task at hand. Hye was pretty well focused, but it took six passes of my fingertips before her hairless crotch erupted with her sweet nectar. When she had that kind of response from just a single pass, then we would know she was ready for the finger fuck test to which she should pass out from the intensity of her orgasm. Nathan and I were both very anxiously awaiting for that event since we would then jointly fuck her in threesomes, and later schedule the other guys to come in for gangbangs. Needless to say, I was exhausted by the time we when back to our pads for the day, but still went over to Nathan's for dinner and joined him in a double penetration of his sister which was a surprisingly good fuck. The next morning I had some reservations when Nathan asked to spend the day with Sakura again, but he seemed so sincere about helping her that I reluctantly agreed. Shit, I have to admit I forgot all about Sakura when I discovered my experiment with making Damita watch me fuck Kristen had shown some positive results during our morning fuck. You would be surprised to find how tedious the ritualistic fucking had become by then. Any kind of advancement in their training was like prize to Nathan and I, for it meant we would be starting something new, something different beyond what we had been doing the past several days. So finding Damita responding well to watching my reactions as I fucked or otherwise sexually teased the others was very exciting, for it revived the erotic anticipation for each task with each girl. After the first three or four days of working in the pit, Nathan and I had learned to conserve our spunk, and I had been averaging two loads a day in the pit, and even that was a stretch on some days. But that day I came five times, and was so enthused in seeing whether I could get Damita ready for Gladius to test her for level 8, I actually suggested to Nathan that he spend another day with Sakura which he agreed to with out much need of an explanation. While Damita did make great progress, her interest in my reactions began to falter that third day, and despite my best efforts to get her reinterested, I had lost my enthusiasm by early afternoon. I guess I was kind of sick of those four girls, and I was very curious as to what Nathan and Sakura had been doing all that time so I went to the private section of the pit and was stunned to find Sakura asleep beside Nathan with a post orgasmic look about her. I saw tenderness in Nathan's eyes when he looked up from caressing Sakura's left cheek to grin at me which confirmed that she had done it. His grin faded as my troubled expression formed, but he didn't react beyond that as I searched my feelings about what this meant. I finally telepathically asked him what he had done, and as his grin reappeared on his face, he simply sent back, "I promised to let her tell you. Can you wait until she awakens?" Something about his expression put my troubled feelings to rest, and after he gave her a light kiss on the lips, he gently got up and walked past me, giving me a pat on the back as if to say "I'll take care of the other four while you take over from here." I studied the nude little girl for a few minutes before laying beside where Nathan had been. I could smell the faint odor of her recent sexual arousal, and found it disturbing to me while staring at her innocent and young face. Three times I started to probe her mind for what they had done, but each time I stopped before I got very far because I felt as if I was violating her in a way I didn't want to. I was startled when she finally stirred, but when she opened her eyes a few minutes later, I forced myself to look very pleased and proud of her and was rewarded with a hug and a small squeal of delight. I wiped my eyes before sitting us both up and asking her what was on top of my mind. "Nathan said you wanted to tell me something?" She beamed and exclaimed, "I did it! I did it! And..." Her face paled as she suddenly was overwhelmed by some kind of fear, then turned away from me to hide her face from my eyes. "Sakura, what did he do to you?!" I said alarmed. "He.. He didn't do anything," she said shakily. "I.. I..." She suddenly turned back around, wrapped her arms around me, then started kissing my neck while sobbing, "I love you, master! I love you, and I did it for YOU!" I was too shocked to react at first, but as her nimble thirteen year old body clutched and rubbed against me while her kisses became more passionate and wet, I closed my eyes and wrapped my arms around her to embrace her giving herself to me despite my horror of what this meant. Nathan must have recognized her feelings for me and had recalled the implanted knowledge of how to use this in her training. He knew just as well as I did that with the proper suggestions and actions, her love for me could be used to accelerate her conditioning and result in her becoming a truly dedicated slave. All Nathan had done was to bring her feelings out and focus them on completing her training as she believed I wanted her to do. I felt horrible as I spent the next two days alone with Sakura and completed her level 1 training. I knew I had to do it, for I feared what would happen to me if I didn't carry through with training her, but I didn't enjoy it one bit, and even cried after taking her virginity and she sucked me dry. Despite my feelings of loss over Sakura, I kept myself open and friendly with all the voices, finding that the others were treating Nathan with the same respect as they did me. At first Nathan didn't know what to make of it, but a couple of days later we had a long talk about it all, and he simply decided that it wasn't anything personal, that they had simply seen him as a privileged mute and not a voice before. I was a little uncomfortable with this, for I knew it was more than that, but I didn't know what it was so I kept my mouth shut and let him believe in what he wanted. The others sensed the change of attitude in Nathan, and I was pretty surprised when they all agreed to meet over at Nathan's for a slave sharing party. My decision not to go was perhaps the first sign of my discontent of being there, but after hearing their laughs and fun for over an hour, I knocked on the door and was relieved to find myself quite welcome even if I hadn't brought Nana along. While I wasn't allowed to fuck any of their girls, I still enjoyed myself. Especially when Gordon asked about the two way and all other conversation stopped to listen in. Nathan was perhaps the least interested, maybe because it sounded like it was submitting yourself to another's control. I noticed how surprised and then uncomfortable Nathan was when Gordon insisted that I form a two way with him. That was a little weird. Here I was, forming one of the most intimate telepathic connections there was with the twerp who a month ago tried to force me to serve him a drink. But I felt they all needed to experience this kind of link, just so they learn how incredible it felt to share ones self with another human being, hopefully at some point it being a girl who they fall in love with. I was a little disappointed when Gordon didn't allow swapping of body parts, and I didn't even dare to suggest anything sexual since they all might consider it to be a sin to even consider such a thing with another guy. I spent the evening having a short two way with each of them, Nathan being the last and had only accepted due to the peer pressure he was now under. The moment Nathan allowed my two way to form, I was instantly overwhelmed by the familiarity his body gave me, almost to the point where I was becoming sick to my stomach from the few unfamiliar sensations I did have from him. Because of the strain of initiating five two ways the night before, Nathan let me sleep in the next morning. I didn't really get much extra sleep, however, for I was awakened an hour after Nathan left by Nana saying there was a voice at the door wishing to talk to me. "Uhm, hi," I said to the female teen voice after recovering from my surprise. "Hello," she said with a tone of nervousness. "Could I come in?" I stepped aside, then realized why she was so nervous. I doubt any of the female voices had ever even entered the slut house, and after seeing the other's slaves on display in the lobby, she had a right to be a bit rattled. "I'm sorry, but I didn't catch your name Saturday and.." "Connie," she said, taking in my room and Nana very carefully. "So what do I owe the pleasure, Connie?" I said. She looked at me straight in the eyes, then looked back at Nana and said, "Don't you think you should send her down with the others?" "Others?" Nana queried me. "Nana doesn't go on display like the others make their slaves do. I could never do that to her." Nana's eyes glowed from love before announcing, "I shall be in the kitchen if anyone needs me," and headed off that way. I watched as Connie's slight expression of surprise faded, then smiled when she caught my stare and blushed. She was about sixteen and of all the female teen voices was probably the cutest, and would have been quite a knockout if she lost weight. "Uhm, if any of the other girls found out I was here.." "Your secret is safe with me," I said, sitting down on the sofa with a slight frown. "So why are you here, and how did you know I was here in the first place?" She turned a little red again, but shrugged it off and got down to business. "I saw Nathan go by the bonding station by himself on the way to the pit. I didn't know if you were here, but I needed to see you alone and didn’t' think I'd have a better chance." I hid my surprise at finding that she worked at the bonding station, for what I had gathered it served the same purpose as the pit but for the male slaves. I just nodded my acknowledgment and waited in silence for her to answer my first question. "Whitney hasn't stopped talking about you since Saturday," she finally said, meeting my eyes for a moment then looking down at my bare chest. "She and Janel are arguing a lot and the others and I are wondering if what Janel has been telling us all this time is really true." "It isn't true, but I don't think Janel is purposely misleading you. I think she was hurt pretty bad before coming here to work for Grandfather, so she's just trying to save you all from the pain she went through. But just because she had a shitty experience doesn't mean you all will." "Whitney said she sensed you were holding back a lot of pain yourself." She saw on my face the confirmation to her statement, then said, "If you're trying to gain some kind of advantage over us by..." "No..." I said, almost shouting it. "I'm not trying to trick you at all. Okay, I admit its painful when you have something like I had and then lose it, but... I was the one who screwed it up. I was the one who..." I stopped and covered my eyes with my hand, then after wiping the wetness away and getting a grip on myself, I looked back up at her and said, "Janel probably thinks she would have been better off without it, but I know I wouldn't be. I would have ended up like Peter or Gordon, fucking girls left to right like it was some kind of game, never feeling close to any of them... They don't know how... alive it can make you feel. How better it makes everything you do, feel, even say... And the sex..." "What about the sex?" she said with obvious restraint. "The sex is so much better, you don't call it sex any more." "What do you call it then?" "I call it making love." "Oh," she said, not hiding her disappointment. "Connie, I can't believe you'd come here just to ask me about love and shit. What is it you really want? Sex?" She looked me in the eyes and stated straight out, "Yes, that and something else..." I leaned forward so my face was within four inches of hers and said, "You want me to do a two way with you like I did with Whitney." She backed her face away a bit, then said, "I'm not sure I can trust you though. Without the other girls, you could..." I smiled as I made my advance, catching her somewhat by surprise as I got around her barriers and prevented her from moving away from my kiss. She was just starting to panic when I withdrew from her mind, then as a sign of trust I lowered my own barriers and waited for her to react. She scrambled to her feet and was halfway to the door before questioning herself why I had taken control then let her go so fast. She stopped before reaching the door, then turned around and stared at me for a minute or two while she weighed what my true intentions were. Well, I guess I asked for what came next. Since I left my barriers down and she knew that just because she couldn't read my thoughts didn't mean she couldn't control me just like any other male, I was starting to get a little suspicious of her own intentions when she commanded me not to resist her in anyway. She knew there was no way of hiding this breach of the rules from Gladius's girls, but the idea of having her way with me turned her on so much she had given in to the temptation. Moments later I was worshipping her body with my tongue, forcing my cock to remain rock hard the entire time she had control of me. For over an hour I pleasured her while I repeatedly was brought to the brink myself but was prevented from coming by her damn commands. Once I had fucked her for the third time, she seemed to grow bored, then realized how seriously in trouble she may be in once she released my mind. She then begged me to forgive her, promising all sorts of things which at the time I happily agreed to with my heart and soul. But the moment she pulled the plug and my mind cleared of her commands, I barely kept myself from becoming physically violent with her. She was terrified never the less, especially when I started yelling and screaming at her, physically blocking her path from leaving my suite, then demanded that she sucked the cum out of my cock that her earlier betrayal had caused to build up in a painful way. I have no idea how I resisted taking her mind and raping her like I had done to the girls on the beach, but as she submitted to swallowing my cock and moments later my thick load, I felt the anger inside me drain away. After releasing her head and allowing her to fall back, I regained my senses and control as she sputtered from the excessive semen still going down her throat. "Connie, I'm sorry for..." I stammered while reaching out to her. She shied away from my hand, then started to scamper back towards the door like a frightened child. "Connie wait... I won't hurt you any more. You did take me over, and if you don't want me to tell the others..." "What... What do you want from me?" she said hoarsely while pausing at the door. "Shit.. I don't know. Look, what I did just now was because you took control of me after I trusted you. You have to understand that I wasn't in the right state of mind. I've been enslaved before, and... I don't want it to ever happen again." "I want to leave," she said without moving. "You can't leave until I let you," I said, more to confirm my position rather than to state hers. "What do you want?" she said almost crying. I sat down on the bed, then after a few moments calculating the best way to diffuse the situation, I said, "I want you to join me in a two way, and this time neither of us takes advantage of the other." "But.." "Come on. You'll like it, and I'll even let you command me not to take control of your mind." After a little more coaxing and bargaining, Connie finally came over to the bed and sat down next to me. I looked her in the eyes, then initiated the two way with her which she accepted with a grimace. But as I began filling out the two way with my side of the link, her expressions changed to that of discovery and then excitement. It was strange to find her so willing after feeling the full two way form. She even gave me a real blow job, her first if you discounted the raping of her mouth earlier which she had partially forgiven me for doing. We didn't take over any of the other's body parts, but we shared in all the pleasure of our bodies in their sexual play, and after one last fuck, we parted company like old fuck mates. Nathan seemed to know something had gone on that morning when I showed up at the pit all smiles and relaxed, and after telling him what happened, he asked if next time he could maybe do a two way with one of the other girl voices when I did it next. By Saturday night, all the guys were hoping to somehow convince one of the girl voices into doing a two way with them, none of them really expecting to succeed, but they still hoped for it. From what I had gathered, they had all tried it with their slaves, but had been disappointed by the one-sided-ness of their two way. Their slaves were far too depersonalized to have any personal desires, and that's what I told them made the experience so exciting. When we met the girls to go up to the clearing, the hatred in Janel's eyes was a pleasant surprise. Somehow I knew that everyone but her would be having a two way sometime that night, and she apparently knew it too. By the time we had the fires going, it was already getting dark and from the way the girls were exchanging looks with the guys, I figured it wouldn't be much longer before someone made their move. We were all in the middle of eating when Peter noticed Chris and Connie had paired up in the shadows of the fire. He nudged me and nodded towards them, then while I made out Connie's pink tongue lapping at Chris's left lobe, Peter walked over to Whitney and apparently offered her his side of a two way. Liz, Whitney's partner, approached me just before everyone seemed to jump at a noise that I hadn't heard. From their stares out into the darkness I reasoned Lea had decided to join us, then as if she read my mind, Lea's voice drifted to my ears, "Joey is my pick tonight." I misinterpreted the disappointment on Liz's face as missing her chance to doing the two way with me, but then I saw the same expression on Nathan and I understood. They all wanted to be the one going with her instead of me. I hesitated at first about actually going with her, for I didn't like the idea of her having such a strong hold over me as she did with the others. But no sooner had I thought this I felt my body tingle with excitement, and before I knew what I was doing, I was following that sensation into the darkness. When the feeling ended, I found myself standing before the little girl, and without a word I took her hand when she held it up to me and walked beside her like it was something I did everyday. Questions bubbled into my mind, but I only managed to stutter out, "Where are we going?" "Don't worry, Joey. I know my way around in the dark." "I'd rather you call me Joe," I blurted out. "Why? Isn't Joey the name which your mother calls you?" My chest and stomach knotted up like a fist, and as I struggled to think of something to say to that, she let go of my hand and looked up at me with this expression of pure compassion and... Innocence... Heh. This little girl was anything but innocent, but yet I couldn't help but feel she wasn't being deceitful or had any hidden meaning to her words. "That is what she calls me, but I'm not exactly on speaking terms with her right now." She smiled and cocked her head to the side, then took my hand again and started leading me through the underbrush again without saying a word. "What exactly are we going to do?" I said finally after regaining my wits. "What do you think we're going to do?" "I can't imagine we're going to have sex, but everyone seems to think that's what happens when they come up here with you. And why don't they remember what happens?" "Maybe they do but just can't tell you. Maybe they don't want to remember. Maybe they have never actually been up here with me, just want you to think they have." "Or maybe you fry their brains out with pleasure and that's why they can't remember." That actually caused her to stop and look up at me with surprise, then gave me this little girl grin that I still can't get out of my head. She let go of my hand and to my surprise ducked into a vine covered cave opening saying "They said you were more observant than the others." "Who said," I asked, following her in. "It doesn't matter. Do you like my home?" I had just began taking in my surroundings, finding myself in a glamorously decorated room that besides the vine covered entrance looked nothing like a cave. The floor was carpeted with a shaggy golden fur, and the walls had pictures of nature at its best, and while there were some chairs, a table, and a full kitchen, the rest of the room was devoid of furniture of any kind. "Please take off your clothing and put them by the entrance," she said, sampling a cookie from a bowl. "Uhm, look. I know you're probably wanting to get on with... whatever you do, but I think you owe me some answers first." "Take off your clothes and put them by the entrance, then I'll answer any questions you have, okay?" she said, then popped another bite into her red mouth. I hesitated before complying, and then found myself getting a woody despite my reservations. "Just sit down on the floor," she said calmly, not hiding her amusement at my obvious state of arousal. "Uhm, so how did you know my name anyway?" "I just knew it, that's all. I know lots of things." "Like?" "For instance right now your mother is wishing she knew where her little boy was." "That's not fucking fair," I said with emotion. "Perhaps, but it's true." "You're awful young to be the fucking mistress of the night. Witch or no witch, you're just a little girl." "A little girl with three life times of knowledge and memories. Has anyone told you that you look a lot like your father when he was your age?" I stared blankly at her, then felt my anger suddenly peak as I spat, "YOU LEAVE my FUCKING FAMILY out of this, or I'll!.. I'll.. Oh god... What are you doing to me?" I felt like every nerve of my body was being drawn to her hand, tingling with the expectant pleasure that I knew wasn't going to come but couldn't resist anyway. "Why I'm going to fry your brain with pleasure, Joey... Don't you want me to do that?" I was completely unable to respond, my mind barely being able to comprehend and record her words as she drew closer and increased the "magic" she was using on me. "Don't you want me to turn your mind inside out with pleasure, twisting and turning your mind until I squeeze every bit of your will from you? Don't you want that?" Like a nuke being dropped somewhere inside my mind, some of the anger I had been holding in for so long was released just as the promised pleasure her powers had been hinting at exploded. The result was quite frankly the greatest experience that I fail to recall, for just as she promised, the pleasure fried my brain to the point that everything which went on that night wasn't there in the morning. But when I woke up the next morning in bed with Nana, I felt wonderful. No, better than wonderful. I find it hard to describe it, for it was beyond anything physical. I mean, I felt good all over, but it was more than that. The dark rotting ball of emotion I had been carrying with me since... Shit, I don't know when was gone. I bounced out of bed and rushed over to Nathan's pad, then after trying to explain why I was so excited, I simply kissed Nathan on the lips and left him sputtering on the floor. I rushed outside and did a cartwheel without any clothes on, I ran around kissing the women and hugging the men... Basically I made a complete ass out of myself, and the only thing that stopped me from doing something really stupid was the guys rushing me and dragging me back to my room. My whole body was flushed, and if I hadn't known why I was feeling this way I would have sworn I was high on some kind of drug. I mean I was really out of control. I even had Gordon on his back tickling him, almost caused Peter to pass out when I kissed him, and Chris... Heh. He'll never walk around in his underwear around me again after the wedgy I gave him that morning. Jonas somehow escaped my attention until they decided the only way to calm me down was to make me take a cold shower. Heheheheh....shit. I played it like I had worn myself out a bit, letting them carry me to the shower where Jonas had gone ahead to start the water. Just as he was turning around to get out of the way, I rushed him and tacked him, taking him into the shower with me and holding on to him as he got soaked. After he was totally drenched, Jonas lightened up, and he actually helped me grab Gordon who was laughing his ass off at Jonas. After a few minutes of horse play, and a lot of "drop the soap" jokes, I went after Nathan while the other two went after Chris and Peter. We never actually made it back to the shower, but we still had a lot of fun chasing them around, especially me chasing Nathan around the room while he tried to reason with me. When I finally caught him, I picked him up and was barely was able to throw him on the bed with myself on top of him. There wasn't anything sexual about this, and it didn't occur to either of us as being that way. We were just two friends joking around and having a good time. "Amigo, if you act like this in the pit, the girls will think you have lost your mind," Nathan said after we caught our breaths. "Yeah, and we all know who they'll blame for losing it," I laughed, finding this incredibly funny for some reason. "Did Lea give you tequila to drink last night?" Nathan asked exasperated. "I don't know, maybe," I said, running my hands up and down my chest. "Damn, Nathan.. I feel so... so good. Like I've been sleeping all this time and finally woke up." "Joe, why did you..." "Call me Joey," I said with a grin. "You said to call you Joe," Nathan said confused. "I know, but now I want to be called Joey again. It's what my mom calls me." "But... You can be a very frustrating person," he groaned as he dodged my attempt to see if he was ticklish. "Yep, but you gotta love me for it," I said, preparing to pick up the chase again if he got off the bed. "What were you going to ask me?" "When?" "Just now.. Before I said to call me Joey." "I don't recall," he lied. I leapt and grabbed him by the shorts, then as he struggled to keep them on, I took him down and pinned him underneath me. "Do you recall now?" I said with a grin as got comfortable while keeping his arms and legs pinned. "It was nothing, amigo. I wondered the reason you kissed me and Peter while... You were not aroused." "Didn't you see Peter's expression?" I said grinning ear to ear as he stared back at me, helpless. "Se, but you could have done many things to get that reaction. You chose to kiss him. It does not matter, really. Before today I thought..." "What?" I said, finding his hesitation disconcerting enough to release him. "Please, amigo. I don't wish to ruin this good mood of yours," he said honestly. "Let us get dressed and go." "Okay, but I'll want to know later, comprenden?" "Sí, señor," he said with a sigh. When we got to the pit, the girls were all lined up as usual, and I just got this flash of inspiration seeing them all standing there like that. I whooped then flung myself at them, knocking them all to the cushioned ground before tickling and raspberrying them whenever they tried to get back up. I gave Nathan a really big grin when he decided to join me in my fun, and I can't tell you how good it made me feel seeing Damita and Kristen acting like little girls for a while. After accidentally tickling Sakura too much to the point that she peed on herself and me a little, I took her to the bathroom while trying to stop her crying. She was still sniffling and not looking me in the face as I led her into the shower, then while she stood there in front of me with the water hitting her back and my chest, I kissed her forehead and told her I loved her. She looked up at me with a little girl expression that slowly turned into one of submission and trust. I couldn't believe it. I knew that look on her face. It was the same as what the girls who I had raped and then made forget three or four times would have when I would start another domination session with them. They always lost their spirit to fight after three or four sessions of me breaking them to my will even though I would make them forget it ever happened. This was different though. Sakura's will had never been broken before. She was giving it to me. And I couldn't believe it when I accepted it by lifting her up and holding her while kissing her deeply, feeling my hard cock sticking between her legs wanting to find her fuck hole once more. I know now that when Nathan and I were processed for working in the pit, the twin processing me had successfully implanted the need to fulfill the training of any girl given to us. My feelings for Sakura's loss of innocence and freewill were diminishing very quickly from the understanding of what Sakura now needed of me to complete her training. My only thoughts at the time was how rare it was for a girl to give their will up like that so soon after entering level 2. I was excited with the knowledge that not only would Gladius be very pleased with this, Sakura's training would now take a different route than the others. It was important for me to instill the master/slave relationship in her heart before she had time to reconsider her gift and recover her will. So after fucking her in the shower and explaining to her she would be going home with me, I sent her to rest in her room and told Nathan what happened. That evening, all the guys came over to watch Sakura fuck me then suck me off before each getting a blow job by her too. Nana was a little jealous of all the attention this little girl was getting, but once Sakura was curled up in my bed and fell asleep instantly from all the activity that day, I fucked Nana's brains out before we joined Sakura in bed. I spent two days in my suite with Sakura and Nana, using Nana's programmed enslavement as a tool to further Sakura's self enslavement by example. Nana's jealousy seemed to disappear when she realized what I was doing, and I even found Nana growing quite attached to her slave-mate. Each night, all the guys came over to see what progress I had made and to sample her goods, and while Sakura always performed her duties without hesitation, she always kept an eye on me to watch for my reaction to her work. On the third night with Sakura, Nathan came in late and announced that Hye had graduated to level five and Kristen was almost ready to graduate to level four. We all were excited to hear that, and as Nathan started to work out a schedule for her gangbangs, Peter suddenly remember some other news. "Oh, guess what Whitney told me last night! Janel the bitch is calling it quits and leaving!" Even though Peter had already told Chris the night before, Chris was as enthusiastic as the other were to make jokes about her and shit like that. But for some reason it didn't sit right with me. I laughed at their jokes and even made up a few of my own, but my heart really wasn't into it. I tossed and turned all night, and not even an exhausting fucking with Nana didn't help me to fall asleep. Shit, okay.. I did fall asleep after fucking her, but I kept waking up feeling guilty and thinking of Janel for some reason. Waking to finding Sakura's young body nestled up against my chest with my arm draped over her like a blanket brought my mind into sharp focus on what had troubled me all night long. I made the decision to go see Lea who I felt was the only person who could help Janel lose the pain she carried around like I had for so long. I knew I would be risking expulsion from Gladius's domain, but I felt... responsible for her desire to leave and wanted to make it up somehow. So I left Nana in charge of helping Sakura learn control over her vaginal muscles and stuff, then carefully made my way to the path leading up the mountain, keeping out of sight as much as I could. The path, the cliff, the town below all looked different at that time of day. I kept having to stop and check to see if I had taken a wrong turn or something. When I finally reached the clearing, the confirmation of seeing the ashes from our weekly campfires was a relief, but then I realized I had no idea where Lea's cave was in relation to the site. I must have spent three hours wandering around the area, once I even got lost for a while, but then I worked out how to navigate by using the wall above and the two cliffs below to guide me. I finally just gave up and sat down on a rock at the edge of the clearing overlooking the path and town below. It was such a pretty country, and I started feeling a little sick to my stomach knowing how I and others had been raping the people of this land. "Sometimes you can see the ocean from here," Lea's voice said beside me. "How long have you been standing there?" I asked after getting over my surprise. "Long enough to see you are not who you believe to be," she said without looking away from the horizon. "I'm not?" I said, somehow not surprised by her riddle of a response. "You are here to ask me something?" she said after a brief silence. "Uhm, yeah, I guess," I said turning and looking out on the scenery as well. She waited patently, never stirring or making any sound beyond that of her gentle breathing which I seemed to hear acutely. I had the strong suspicion she already knew why I was there, so I was trying to get her to show her cards by making her wait. But from the moment I had heard her speak, my body tingled all over craving the exquisite pleasure her witchcraft could provide. I was anxious, yet unwilling to show it, and I nearly had it beat if the wind hadn't stirred her hair and caught my eye. For a little girl, Lea was very beautiful. Her skin was almost pinkish white topped with glistening red hair and the wettest reddest lips I had ever seen. I don't know how long I stared at her, but I became quite embarrassed when she smiled without looking at me. Despite this, however, I didn't stop my eyes from wandering across her body again, and to my surprise she did a slow 360 for me. When she finished, I looked in her green eyes and saw... I guess I saw her intelligence. A mind much older and wiser than that of the vessel which contained it. A being which despite her young physical age expected and deserved the respect due to an oracle or reverend mother, and I understood what my role or behavior should be. "You're very beautiful," I said softly without breaking eye contact. "Thank you," she said politely but without a sign of humility. "I came up here to tell you Janel is leaving us." "Yes, I know." "But... Then why haven't you helped her like you helped me?" She smiled with amusement, then said, "Helped you?" "Yes. You know what mean. You took away the pain from... You know." "I did no such thing, Joey." "Yes you did!" I said desperately, my eyes tearing up from the strength of my emotions. "I mean, ever since you... Ever since... You must know what I mean, and I know Janel is the way she is because she.. She.." "Go on..." she said calmly as I struggled to make sense of what my emotions were trying to tell me. "I... I can't..." I said truthfully as felt the pain return. "Please don't make me? I don't want to feel like that again. Shit it hurts!" "You must... For your sake, Janel's sake, and your family's sake as well," she said firmly. "Tell me what it is." "I can't...." I said before shakily pitching myself off the rock and falling a good twenty feet into some branchy underbrush. My head hit a branch before I reached the ground, and while I never lost consciousness, I was too dazed to move for several minutes. "That was a very foolish thing to do, Joey," Lea said gently from beside me. "I'm sorry," I said without thinking while I tried to pull my senses back together. When her hand brushing across my left cheek, my disorientation and confusion vanished as my mind and senses all focused on her touch, noting the texture and warmth of her young hand as she caressed my face a few moments then withdrew her hand from my space. I found my heart pounding and my entire body pumping with energy, and despite the aches and pains I felt from my fall, I got up to my feet and silently followed her up the trail and into the underbrush beyond the clearing. We came to a broad path where she looked up at me with another smile and offered her hand. I took it with the understanding that she was holding my hand not the other way around. I felt remarkably calm and at peace with myself, even though I knew she would only make me face the pain I had been running away from all this time. I pondered on this for several minutes until I realized I simply wasn't able to deny Lea anything she wished. I was sure she hadn't done anything to my mind, but I couldn't get over how... good I felt about being... well, being hers. We came to a burbling mountain stream that fed a shallow man-made pool. She let go of my hand and stepped into the pool, and after a moment's hesitation I stripped and did the same. I dunked my head in the water to wash the sweat and grime from my face, and was shocked when I saw the swirls of blood in the water in my wake. The bump on my head stung when I tested it with my hand, so I steadied myself when Lea came over to inspect. "It is just a break of the skin," she concluded after carefully parting my hair around the wound. "I'll live then?" I said somewhat humorously. "Perhaps," she said before I felt her hands touching the sides of my head. Like a balloon deflating, every muscle in my body relaxed as I let out a big sigh. She whispered some words into my ear that I must have agreed to without really knowing it, then she let her hands fall to my shoulders and released me from her powerful relaxing spell. I opened my eyes feeling completely at ease, ready to do whatever she asked me to do no matter what displeasure it may hold. "You asked me to help Janel like I had helped you, but I did nothing to you which I haven't already done with Janel numerous times." "Then why..." I began to say before realizing she was giving me this opportunity to work it out myself. "What makes you believe Janel suffers from the same problem as you?" Lea prompted me while experimentally exploring my shoulders with her tiny hands. "I don't know, really. Something about the way she acted when she told me she fell in love with someone. He must have hurt her really bad to never want to fall in love again." "So you felt something from her?" "Yeah, I guess." "Something familiar?" "Yeah... It did feel... Familiar." "And that's why you thought I could help her like you believed I helped you?" "Yes. Exactly. Only..." "Only what?" "You said you didn't do anything different to me than what you've done to the others?" "Yes," she confirmed as her hands tested the firmness of my right arm's muscles in an innocent manner. "I don't understand then," I sighed before flexing that arm for her. I watched her carefully feel the muscle's shape and texture yet concentrating on figuring out what it was I was supposed to understand. When she indicated I could relax my arm and then gently straightened it out to explore my upper arm and hand, I realized I had flexed my arm so long for her that it stung like there were little needles stabbing it here and there. I didn't hesitate to drop that train of thought, then paused to consider why I had done so. Why was I so willing to do whatever she suggested? I felt no overwhelming need to server her. No desire to please her. I was certain the pleasure which she inflicted on me hadn't... "I..." I began shakily as I grasped her hand to get her to look up at me. "I am your..." She cocked her head and smiled sweetly at me, and somehow that gave me the strength to say what I was having trouble saying. "I am your slave," I said softly. "Are you? Are you sure?" "Yes. I am," I said with confidence. "You enslaved me Saturday night." "Oh? And how did I do that?" "How? I don't know how.. I guess with your witchcraft." "My witchcraft?" she said, truly amused. "What witchcraft is that?" "You know... You can make people feel pleasure... Pleasure beyond anything I ever dreamed of. You may not think of it as enslavement, but from what I've seen of the others, they'd do anything you'd ask them to." "But what of yourself, Joey? Yes, the others crave to feel my... witchcraft. Perhaps they would do anything for it, but not without some reservation. And they would have never even considered coming to me to ask me for help because they wouldn't risk my punishment for coming here uninvited. Had that not occurred to you?" "What? Oh, you mean punishment? Only if Gladius or someone down there caught me. I didn't think you would punish someone for something like this." "But you weren't certain, were you?" "No, I guess not. But..." She waited for me to continue without any further prompting, so I took a deep breath and said, "I guess I didn't care if you punished me or not. In a way, I suppose I wanted you to." "You believed I helped you with your problem, and you also think I made you my slave. They are both the one and the same, and I did neither. You did." "I did?" I said shocked. "But why would I want to be your or anyone's slave?" "You have the answer you came for. All you have to do is think it out," she said, moving to get out of the pool. Stunned, I could only watch her walk into the underbrush, then jerked myself out of the water realizing she was just going to leave me there. "Wait! There is something else I must ask you! Please WAIT!" As I suspected, she was nowhere to be seen. While I hadn't had anything else to ask her at the time I had said it, I stood there with tears in my eyes from realizing I did indeed have another question that I really needed to ask. "Does my mom still..." I managed to blurt out before I choked on my emotions. "Of course she does, Joey. She always will." I have no idea where she was when she said it, and I didn't even look around to see if I could find her. I just smiled and wiped my eyes and nose with my hands before whispering "Thank you, mistress," and walked back to the pool to get my clothes. The walk back down seemed to take no time at all since I was deep in thought about what Lea had said. I knew she was right. For some reason the idea I was her slave had removed that rotting ball of emotion I had been so relieved to get rid of. I didn't even try to sneak my way past the guards watching the courtyard leading to the path up the mountain. If they had a problem with my unscheduled visit to my mistress, then I figured they would just have to take it up with her. Actually, I found out later that I hadn't really slipped by them the first time. They had somehow contacted Lea for instructions on what to do. Obviously her answer had been for them to allow me to pass, and apparently not to bother me when I came back down. I had already passed the slut house before I realized it, then decided that it wasn't my destination anyway. I walked to the other side of town and studied the building which housed the female teen voices. I had once heard them refer to their dwelling as the garden house, but until recently, the guys had always referred to it as the big bitch house. The garden was actually pretty fitting considering it was surrounded by flowers and had hanging plants, fountains, and even a small pond and stream running through its lobby. A pair of teen boys and a young man were tending the plants with great dedication, and I was very impressed with the place. They certainly had style. As I rode up in the glass elevator, I was a bit disgusted with the guys. I mean, I had found out the previous week that the reason the lobby in the slut house didn't use the air conditioning was because the guys liked their slaves to be all sweaty and wet when they came home. Instead of giving their girls something to do that was somewhat worthwhile and pleasant, they had them lay about in the heat focusing on how badly they wished their master would come and use them. I didn't know for sure where Janel's room was, but I guessed it would be in the same location as Peter's was since she was the oldest of the girls. As it happens, I was right. "May I help you?" the nude brunette guy answering my knock said. "Is Mistress Janel here?" I said, then catching the sight of Janel sitting up her bed inside. "What do you want?" Janel spat. When the nineteen year old doorman with the football player build didn't move to unblock the door, I looked Janel in the eyes and said, "Lea sent me." The surprise on her face only showed a moment, then she said, "Let him in, slave! Can't you see he's a voice?" "I am so sorry, my queen!" he said as he rushed to grovel at her feet on the bed. Janel covered herself with the top sheet after noticing my eyes inspecting her breasts. She wasn't that bad looking if you just didn't look at her face. Actually, it wasn't as much her face as the expression it wore all the time. "Oh, go finish packing your shit, you piece of meat," she said, apparently pleased with his response. "Yes, my queen," he said getting up to his feet and bowing to her and then to me. "Nice ass," I said, wishing to compliment her choice of slaves for some reason. "What did you mean, Lea sent you?" she said sharply. "She didn't exactly send me, but I.." "I knew it! Get out!" "Wait. Let me finish. I just came from talking to her about you. She knows I'm here, just didn't actually tell me to come here." "What did she have to say about me?" Janel said, suddenly timid. "Uhm, well, to tell you the truth, we never actually got around to talk about you precisely, but I went up there to ask her to help you like I thought she helped me, and after a lot of riddles and stuff, she told me I had the answer if I just thought about it." "What makes you think I need your or her help?" Janel asked in an outrage. "I.." On some kind of instinct, I cut her words off by leaping up to her and kissing her on the lips. My mass and strength easily kept her from pulling away, and even though she tried her hardest to break away for a minute, she suddenly grabbed me and pulled me against her even more than I was doing to her. When I felt her mouth open and her tongue probed my lips, I took a gamble that she wasn't faking it and let her in. It was while she was busily tonguing my mouth that her pet grabbed my hair and quickly wrapped his arm around my neck as I yelled, then I found myself struggling to get my breath from his choke hold while Janel just sat that grinning. By the time I managed to disable the big asshole, I had been nearly ready to pass out and had to take a few minutes gasping for breath on my knees. "I think I like you best that way. On you knees that is," Janel teased as she finished dressing by slipping her shoes on. I looked up at her with a cold look, then noticed something I hadn't seen before. A early high school prom picture of her and... "What he do?" I said with reasonable clarity. "Fuck you and leave you?" Her face paled when she realized what I was talking about, then she screamed, "GET OUT!" I knew I had found the right nerve, so I pressed harder by saying, "You enslaved him after he dumped you, right? He just played you for a fuck or two and then left you to rot, so you made him your.." "GET!!! OUT!!!!" she screamed even harder before taking in a deep breath and doubling over in a huge sob. When she didn't try to continue her plea for me to leave, I realized something wasn't quite right here. I stood there watching her pitifully crawl under the covers to hide as she wept, then realized she wasn't hiding from me, but him. I probed his mind and searched to find when she had enslaved him and why. When I found it, I felt that ball of rotting emotion return inside my heart and chest. Corby West hadn't betrayed her in the least. He had loved her as much as any fourteen year old guy can love a girl, and hadn't wanted to ruin the relationship by having sex yet. But Janel had other ideas, for she had picked Corby because he was the cutest, the sportiest, and the sexiest of the freshmen class at her school. She did fall in love with him, but not until after she accidentally used her unknown abilities during a daytime fantasy to make him desire her body and to have passionate sex with her. By the time she had realized her abilities and began to have some control over them, Corby was nothing more than a yes boy, a slave for her to satisfy her body's needs. And instead of trying to undo the damage she had done, she just made him even more the slave just so she wouldn't lose him. I felt dizzy from discovering this, and I stumbled ever so slightly backwards and sat down on the bed. "Why do I feel... What does this have to do... Why do I fEEL..." There it was.. Now standing up on two feet was Janel's version of what that ball of rotting emotion was about. Only in my case... In my case it hadn't been an accident, and... "Oh my God, NO!" I said as that ball of emotion returned and exploded in my chest. I don't know what happened next. It's all just a jumble of emotion and pain. All I know is I ended up under the covers with Janel while we clung onto each other in a partial two way as we shared our mutual shame and pain. We stayed under the covers for hours and hours, switching back and forth between talking and sharing our thoughts as we worked out our guilt and our pain little by little. We became good at anticipating when to hold the other supportively when they needed it, and it was as much the knowledge that the other really did understand as the physical contact that helped us through it all. Janel and I worked out why I had felt better thinking I had been Lea's slave. Even back when I had Tim's rat in my head, I felt the... guilt of what I had tried to do. A part of me will never forgive myself for turning against my age old friend for my own selfish reasons. So by being someone else's slave, I was in a sense getting what I deserved. An eye for and eye, I suppose. Around midnight, I started helping her undo the commands which had accumulated over five years of Corby's enslavement. I fell asleep at some point, but awakened to Corby's and Janel's sobs when she had finished and woken him up. I left the garden just as the horizon started to lighten, and even though I was very drained and tired still, I didn't go back to the slut house, but instead made my way back to the path leading up the mountain. Lea was sitting on the rock when I reached the clearing, and we watched the sunrise together before I asked her, "You never enslaved me, did you?" "No, of course not." "I betrayed him. I loved him and betrayed him. I tried to enslave him just so I could have voice without having to answer to him. And now he's dead, and I threw away the only thing that I could have used to... I still hate his guts, but now I feel so guilty for feeling that way. I wish I was your slave. Then I'd have a reason to live." "Joey, you have a very big reason to live. Your loved one isn't around anymore to live his life, so he needs you live your life as best as you know how. You can not imagine how important it is to his future that you do so." "Really?" I said, looking at her without restraining any of the astonishment on my face. "What kind of future could he have?" Without looking at me, she simply smiled and pat my hand on the rock with her tiny one, then on the last pat the world exploded in pleasure. I awakened with a start, hearing Nathan and Jonas calling my name from below. I look around me to confirm Lea's absence before getting up off the ground beside the rock and yelling out I was there. Just before Nathan, Jonas and Gordon rushed up the path out of breath, I looked up at the surprisingly late afternoon sky and spat, "All right, you controlling manipulative bastard! For you! I'll fucking do it for you!" ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- Tim, the Teenage MC By Rass Senip Chapter XVI: 11th Grade, Summer 1988 Part 6 - Bonds of Loyalty (mc, mf) "But why would you want to help her? She has done some very bad things to me and..." Nathan complained. "For the last time, Nathan. I did it to help myself as much as her. Shit, I'm hungry," I said as we reached the base of the mountain. "Hey, how did you guys know I was up there, anyway?" "When your link thing broke with Nathan, he came running to us saying he thought you died or something," Gordon said with a grin. "When we couldn't find you, we went to Grandfather and found out you were up there with Lea." "Grandfather wouldn't let us go up there until after our shift," Jonas added. "Not that Nathan got much done in his shift," Gordon teased. "I worried very much," Nathan admitted without looking at me. "I do not wish to find another partner." "Sssshhhiiit," I said before hooking my arm around his neck and saying, "Same here, amigo. Mucho gracias for trying to come to my rescue." Nathan gave me an embarrassed glance before smiling and saying, "Next time I shall not be so forgiving." I let him go and gave him a friendly shove which he immediately returned. I shoved him again, knocking him into Jonas, who shoved him back towards me. After three or four more shoves, Nathan got tired of being the pinball and took off running. We chased him around the town until he surrendered, then he let us carry him above our heads like a trophy all the way to the slut house. We split up to go to our rooms, and the reception I received from Nana and Sakura when I went into mine almost made me forget how hungry I was. "I missed you sooo much, master," Sakura said hugging me while Nana went to prepare dinner. I lifted her up and carried her to the bed, then carefully laid her down on her back and crawled up to her face. "Sakura, I want you to do me a big favor. Something that probably goes against everything you've been taught to believe, but would mean a lot to me." "What is it, master?" she said innocently. "I would really like you to call me Joey instead of master when we're alone or when Nana is with us. Do you think you can do that for me?" Her face paled, and for a moment I thought she was going to cry when her lower lip started quivering and her eyes filled up with tears. But my concerned and loving expression made her realize I wasn't rejecting her, and then what I was truly asking her must have suddenly sunk in. When I saw the acceptance in her eyes, I smiled, then received the biggest hug I could ever imagine from a girl only thirteen. "I love you, Ja-Ja-Joey," she said experimentally, soft enough that only I could hear. "I love you too, Sakura," I said with emotion. She relaxed her hug and gently pushed me up so she could see my face. When she saw the wetness around my eyes, she smiled before her own eyes formed more tears which I gently wiped away. I knew from the expression she wore that she was about to try and kiss me, and sure enough she suddenly started rising up to do so, but then stopped and laid back down. "What's wrong, Sakura?" I said confused. "Did I do something wrong?" "No, ma.. Ja-Joey," she said nervously. "I... You didn't say.." "Sakura, look me in the eyes and do what you what you want from what you feel. I don't have to give you permission. You'll know it if I don't want something, okay?" Her eyes were looking deeply into mine the moment I spoke it, then when I saw her hesitating still, I simply moved forward and kissed her myself. It took a couple of kisses before she let herself act freely, letting go of her little slave girl self and embracing the young woman instincts we had worked so hard to control. I was too hungry to do anything beyond kissing, and after we had our fill of that, I got up and checked on dinner while Sakura stayed on the bed with a fresh lover's glow. Shit, I was hungry. I had two servings of everything, then was so full I just laid down next to Sakura on the bed and relaxed instead of helping Nana clean up the mess. I was surprised when I realized I had dozed off, for I had practically slept the whole day already. Sakura was curled up against me asleep, but Nana was wide awake watching us from the foot of the bed. "I'm sorry for waking you, master, but you said you wished to shower before going to bed," she said after a moment. "I guess I did, didn't I," I said, knowing I hadn't that day, but many days in the past. I carefully got out of bed without waking Sakura, then followed Nana to the bathroom, stripping my shirt and shorts off as I went. I helped Nana remove her T-shirt and panties which I had made the girls' official outfit during the day, then surprised her in an embrace just as she turned to turn on the water. "You know what?" I said tenderly. "No, master, I do not," she said openly pleased. "I think you're just a bit jealous of Sakura," I said after a light kiss on the lips. "Yes, master, I am." I hesitated from the shock of her frankness, but then gave her a generous kiss before letting her go and turning the water on myself. "Master?" she said uncertainly when I didn't resume the embrace we had been in right away. "What is it, Nana? Tell me what you want. What _you_ want and not what you think I want," I said firmly standing before her without letting us touch. She opened her mouth but couldn't quite find the words. I reached out and caressed the face that resembled my beloved Suzi's, but finding in my heart that everything about Nana was just the opposite from Suzi on the inside. Without needing to say anything, we simply got into the shower and washed each other lovingly before I fucked her cunt like the sex slave she was. Nana didn't want things like the privilege of calling me Joey or initiating the kiss first. Benjamin made her desire nothing but pleasing her master in every way, and had felt she had been failing to do that from seeing all attention I had been giving Sakura that day and in the past. As Nana finished sucking my seed out of my shaft, I finished exploring her mind, finding nothing about the three years she had spent with Benjamin, no trace whatsoever in fact. There wasn't a hole in her memories, for according to them she had been my slave for that period of time. I was really impressed. Not only did Nana speak perfect English which before she only knew a few words of, but her memories of her enslavement and training were just as I would have probably have done it if I had really been doing it back then. So from that moment on, I stopped comparing her to Suzi and accepted Nana as what she was. She was my servant, my sex toy, my slave, and I would use her as I sought fit knowing she would only be unhappy if I didn't. As she was drying me off, I explained to her that I had no intention of enslaving Sakura, something which I hadn't really realized myself until I spoke the words. Nana accepted my wishes and promised not to be troubled over what I did with Sakura anymore, then to prove she meant it, she insisted she sleep on the couch that night which I didn’t allow. Sakura was awake when we returned to the bed, then as I cuddled with her and Nana both, I tried to rationalize how I felt. Lea's words, "... he needs you to live your life as best as you know how," kept popping into my head, and it troubled me thinking I was doing what I thought Tim would want instead of what I wanted myself. But then Sakura lips attached themselves to my left nipple as she laid on top of me part ways, and it just seemed to hit me that I _was_ doing what I wanted. I just hadn't allowed myself to do it until now. Watching Sakura make oral love to my chest brought my true feelings for her out again, and the concept that her feelings for me would be used to make her into someone's toy gripped my heart and started squeeze. My exact thoughts were, "I can't let that happen to her. I just can't let my little girl be enslaved. We have to get away from here... We have to leave this God forsaken place. Shit, what about Nathan? I can't just leave him without trying to explain. Shit, what a fucking mess." At that point Sakura climbed on top of me, and after a few deep and passionate kisses, she looked me in the eyes as she prepared to mount me. When I didn't object, she worked my girth into her young cunt, and I could tell she was pleased that it didn't hurt a bit this time. While Sakura rested a moment with her eyes closed, I looked over at Nana and saw she was for the most part content after already getting hers in the shower. I reached over to her right breast and gave it a healthy tweak, sending waves of pleasure through her body with my magic fingers doing their thing. Sakura was momentarily distracted by Nana's gasps and wiggles, but quickly returned her attention to her own pleasure from feeling my dick pulse within her stuffed cunt. I loved the way her mouth formed an O whenever she pushed herself back down onto my cock in her slow but steady humps. She lasted a lot longer than she had in the past, probably from building better muscles in the legs from her previous fuckings. I really was enjoying her tight cunt fucking me like that, and was kind of glad that she had to stop and rest a few times just so my urge to cum would go down. She tried her best at bringing herself and me to orgasm, but after four tries, she gave up and just sucked my chest some more while squeezing her pussy muscles around my dick to keep me hard. Finally in a surge of frustration, she said, "Could you fuck me master?" I hesitated a moment before realizing calling me master had just been a slip of the tongue, then rolled us over and started the humping motion. I went as slow as I could for as long as I could, but when I experimented in going faster, she came, hard. When she didn't object to me continuing, I fucked her a little faster, and ended up having her orgasm twice more before spurting my load onto her chest and collapsing on top of her. I rolled us over when she wiggled uncomfortably, then laid there a while basking in the moment before realizing she had fallen asleep with my cock still inside her. I spent most of the night thinking how I could get the three of us out of there without getting caught, and also trying to figure out how to break it to Nathan without him somehow giving us away. I dozed off a few times, and at one point Sakura rolled off me without waking me, for when I did awaken, I found her laying between Nana and I with one leg still entwined with mine. I'll always remember watching them sleep beside me while the sun began lightening the room. I would lose myself in my thoughts, but every few minutes I would take another look at how far the shadows had moved across their naked bodies. Once, Sakura woke while I was studying her, but went back to sleep after giving me a hug. Nana awoke at her regularly scheduled time, giving me a smile from finding Sakura's arms still around me. She dutifully got up and got dressed before preparing breakfast, then was patiently waiting for me to finish eating for our morning shower and fuck. Sakura was clinging to me the entire morning, insisting she join us in the shower and promising she only wanted to watch. Nana was a bit upset about this until she saw I was delighted that Sakura was speaking her mind, then simply accepted it as the way it was going to be. Nana and I went through our normal routine, then we both washed Sakura before getting out. I was being dried off by the pair of them when Sakura suddenly sighed and quit, then when I asked what was wrong, she admitted she had hoped to watch me fuck her in the ass. I saw right though her. Despite everything we had been doing the past twelve or so hours, Sakura was still driven by the desire to complete her training. She hoped I would take her other cherry soon, but couldn't bear to ask me after all the loving we had been doing. After trying to talk her out of it, I loosened her up as much as I could before putting it in, then ended up blocking the pain when she couldn't stand it very long. Sakura was all too pleased to go with me to walk around the town. What I actually was doing was looking for a way out that wouldn't be detected, but it became pretty clear to me our only hope was walking out the front entrance. We stopped by the pit and chatted a while, Gordon and Jonas having joined Nathan in a gang bang with Hye and were getting cleaned up when we arrived. I was really starting to feel guilty about planning to leave without him, but seeing how well Nathan was getting on with our peers reinforced my guess that he'd want to stay. This was his home, the only home he's known for years, and now that he fit in and made peace with the rest, I couldn't imagine him leaving it just to go with me. And to be honest, taking him with me would jeopardize our chances of getting away. While I could be gone for a day or two without being missed, they would be searching for Nathan before lunchtime if he didn't show up at the pit one day, and the first person they'd want to talk to would be me. It took me until that Thursday to work out all the details for our escape, yet I still had no idea how to break it to Nathan and just decided to get it over with. I waited until I figured Nathan would be getting ready for bed, figuring if anything went wrong and he tried to stop me, I could put him to sleep and then have that night and part of the next day before anyone would start looking for us. He was already in bed when I knocked, but was just enjoying his sister's mouth on his cock before calling it a day. "What is wrong, amigo?" he asked when he saw the stress on my face. "Has Sakura..." "She's fine. In fact she better than fine. That's why... Shit, Nathan," I sighed, sitting down on the bed beside him. "I want you to know that you're the best... partner I could ever have, and I've more fun with you than I've had in a long time." "Si, I feel the same way," Nathan grunted. "You have given me so much, amigo. I could never begin to repay you..." "Shit, you gave me just as much as I gave you. At least you had voice before I came along. We helped each other equally, you know?" "I still feel mucho gratitude for you picking me to be your partner," he said honestly. "Well, the others were being jerks to me just like they were to you, just weren't being as obvious about it. You were the only choice, amigo. I'd make the same choice again." "I'm am very happy to hear that. For the past few days I felt as if you were upset with me. You seem very tense when around me. Why is this?" "Shit. Yeah, you're right. It's because I... Shit, I don't know how else to say it but to say it... Uhm..." "Then say it," he said, getting a bit tense himself. I looked him in the eyes and said, "I'm leaving. I'm taking Nana and Sakura back to the states with me, but I couldn't go without telling you." "When?" he said softly after the color returned to his face. "Tonight," I simply said, now avoiding his eyes. "Do you know what would happen to you if Grandfather catches you?" "Yeah, I know. I'd probably forget my name and everything..." "May I ask why you want to leave?" "There's lots of reasons, I guess. But one of the biggest is to get Sakura away from here so she can grow up like a normal person and not as a slave. I can't bear thinking..." "I will get my things..." Nathan sighed. "I trust you have a plan on getting outside?" "Huh? Yeah, I do. What do you mean you're getting your things? You're not really going to..." "I can not let my best amigo wander around my country and get caught watching a sunrise," he said matter of fact like as he got out his pack from our two week excursion and started selecting clothes to take. When I was too shocked to reply, he turned around and said, "And without you to protect my secrets, I would also not know my name by the end of the week." "Shit," I finally said, realizing my mistake. "I'm sorry Nathan. I didn't think about them finding out you knew before I left. But what if I..." He walked over to me, put his hands on my shoulders, looked me square in the eyes and said, "You wish to leave, then I wish to leave. You wish to stay, then I wish to stay. I owe Grandfather nothing now that you have shown me what I can do. He did not give me the one thing I desired, and that was respect. You did. Now the others respect me, and yes I will miss them and the pit, but we are partners. We shall have these other things no matter where we go together." All I could do was smile and nod, but when he released my shoulders to go finish packing, I was overwhelmed by my feelings and grabbed him and hugged him. At first he resisted, but he relaxed a moment later and gingerly returned the hug. I probably would have done anything he asked of me right then. That's how touched I was by his... loyalty? I guess that's what it seemed to me at the time. Now I believe he didn't wish to lose the power the share link gave him as much as any feelings of loyalty he had towards me. I was surprised when he considered out loud whether or not to take his sister with him, but I insisted he should otherwise he may never see her again. Two hours later, the five of us were outside waiting for a guard with a dog to move on before we tried to slip through the front gate. While we waited, Nathan nudged me and said telepathically, "Promise me this one thing before I risk all I am for your sense of honor." "What's that?" I thought back to him while concentrating on the situation at hand. "If when we get to your homeland you make up with your girlfriend, you suggest to her we have a... double penetration?" That got my full attention, but when I saw the wicked smile on his face, I had to muffle my chuckle so the dog wouldn't hear. Just as I finished giving Nathan a friendly punch for making me laugh, the guard left his post to go pee. This was exactly the break I was waiting for. While the guard was pissing down into a drainage ditch and the dog was waiting its turn to do the same, we snuck past the first check point and were out of sight by the time they were done. The next obstacle was an electronic alarm which was very similar to the one my parents had installed after recovering from Steven's brainwashing. I had the door to the maintenance access crawlway open in less than a minute, then spent nearly a half an hour having cussing fits while trying to unbolt another access door whose bolts had been wielded shut. I almost called the whole thing off at that point, but luckily Nathan spotted another one further down the spider web filled crawlway, and after three tries it opened up into another crawlway branching away from the one we were in. Unfortunately it was a bit muddy, but there was another access door that while it didn't lead out to the same place, it at least opened for us and we were closer to getting away than before. You see, the crawlways were within the fortified wall, and while there was no way to get out that way, it did provide us with needed cover to get past a lot of security. I had to scout around in the dark a little to figure out where we were, then we carefully made our way to the last door between us and the main entrance. It took me a little longer to open that door, for the lock on it was a lot more complicated and I wasn't all that experienced in lock picking. At least the alarm was as easy as the first one, and after ten minutes of sweating it, I had the door open. As we walked down the tunnel like entrance, Nathan slapped me on the back and grinned at me for he knew as well as I that there were no guards or other detection devices beyond lookouts watching the entrance, and I was already taking care of the lookouts at that time. But then just as Nathan reached the end of the passage, he froze. I nearly bumped into him before noticing, and was about to make a joke of it when I saw his face was blank. I knew that expression all too well, and was in the middle of saying "Oh Shit," when two figures stepped around the corner ahead of us. I felt a familiar tingling before I imagine my face went blank as well. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- Tim, the Teenage MC By Rass Senip Chapter XVI: 11th Grade, Summer 1988 Part 7 - Escape to Witch Mountain (mc, mf) The next thing I knew, I was lying on a bed without a stitch of clothes and sore cock. My brain felt sluggish, and I had this strange taste in my mouth, but I managed to say "fuck-n-shit-to-hell" a few times before sitting up and taking in my cell. Cell... Shit. So it wasn't a cell, but just because there weren't any bars on the windows and shit didn't make it any less of a prison. I was actually back in my room, alone. Not surprisingly, the link with Nathan was gone, and I couldn't seem to feel him or anyone out with the little telepathic ability I had. I felt strangely calm about all this, and oddly enough I decided to take a shower after noticing the little bit of dried mud still clinging to my shins. I knew I had spent an unknown amount of time being fucked by a twin, and that the next time I saw one, it would be just before I forgot everything I ever knew. Normally this would have scared me shitless, but apparently the twin had done something to make me stay calm and relaxed like I felt then. I even packed my stuff up and made the bed thinking it would be impolite to leave the suite like that. I also was tempted to get dressed, but I knew that would be a waste of time. I would only have to take it off again for my reprogramming fuck. When everything I could think of doing was done, I simply sat on the bed and waited. My mind wandered a bit, and I began wondering what happened to Nathan and what would happen to him and his sister. The more I dwelled on this, the less... patience I had, and by the time I heard someone coming down the hall, I had torn my room up and was again sitting patiently on the bed once more. When the door opened, I immediately asked, "What's going to happen to Nathan?" Kain didn't mask his surprise, but didn't bother answering it either. He had a pair of twins right behind him, and only motioned I should follow him which I did after feeling a warning from their empathic touch. I felt... humiliated as I followed them naked to the palace, Peter and a couple of the girl voices watching from a safe distance, seeing I was in serious shit and was about to get my punishment. If they hadn't already known, then they did now. When we reached Gladius's office, I was really getting concerned when Nathan wasn't there. "Where's Nathan? What are you going to do to him? He doesn't deserve..." "Silence, slave!" Gladius snapped. "Your betrayal should be the only thing on your mind. Nathan's loyalty to you was expected after seeing the bond between you two from before. Your fates have always been linked." "You bastard. You knew I'd try to leave, didn't you!" "You overestimate me, boy. I gave you what you believed you have always wanted, a chance to use your abilities to their fullest, then gave you a home and a challenging position to apply your skills to. And what do you do to repay me? You betray me by attempting to steal one of the most promising girls I've seen in years along with abandoning your post and that of your partners. You're not worth my time to tell you this." I was about to argue this with him when the thought suddenly occurred to me he must want something from me to bother interrogating me like this. I looked him in the eye and said, "What do you want from me? You can't tell me you enjoy watching me squirm." He blinked a moment, then said, "Very good... I do want something from you, but I also do enjoy watching you... squirm. So lets see if you can work that out on your own." "Fuck you," I spat. "You want something from me, the least you can do is tell me what it is." "Girls?" I felt that tingle again, then the next thing I knew I was home, holding a chain in my right hand, staring at... "Mom?" I gasped as she raised her bloody head up to look at me. "Why, Joey, WHY?!" she sobbed before I automatically raised the chain up and began beating her with it again. As my horror and frantic panic overtook me, I felt that tingle again, then found myself right back in Gladius's office. He waited for me to collect myself, then saw the rage boiling in my eyes when I realized it hadn't really happened. "Unless you wish to experience more family get-togethers, I suggest you watch your tongue and start 'squirming,'" Kain said from behind me. "Shit," I gasped, realizing for the first time how powerful his twins were. "Alright," I relented. "What would you want from me. Well, I do have a nice body, but then you're not into gay shit like that. So you don't want me for my body. If you wanted me for my share link, you would have enslaved me or something to get that, so that can't be it. But then what can't you get from me if you enslaved me that you can get this way? Fuck if I know. Unless... "Holy shit! That's it, isn't it! You want my thought encryption! You know if you enslave me, it isn't worth horse shit because you can't get past my failsafe in time! HAHAHA!" "Girls?" Gladius said. "No WAIT!" I cried. "I wasn't laughing at you, I was laughing at.. At me! Tim made me put that in so if I got enslaved and he later freed me, I wouldn't have to redo it all... I hated him for it, but... Shit... So what do I get in return?" "Get for it?" Kain snorted. "What makes you think..." "Kain," Gladius warned before saying to me, "You're in no position to bargain. Either you provide me with the information, or you experience personally torturing every family member you have, starting with your little nephew you care so much about." "Tommy?" I whimpered, feeling trapped and very vulnerable which was exactly what they intended for me to feel. I agreed, and as I explained the inner workings of what had to be my most prized accomplishment up to that time, I felt truly beaten, and felt even the anger and rage I had always counted on to draw strength from in the worst situations leave me. When Gladius was satisfied he could master my innovation, I went with Kain back to his lab without argument. Nathan was there, his face as blank as they come, and for a moment I grieved for my friend when he didn't respond to my saying his name. "Kain," I said after laying down beside Nathan with a traderous hardon. "Who will I be afterwards?" "He'll be here in a moment," he said before signaling to the twins who escorted us to move into position. I was nearly going out of my mind with panic and desire by the time another pair of twins came in with the two male voices who taught the children. "Nathan you're with that one again," Kain said in Spanish to one of them, pointing at my Nathan. "Lucas, your soon to be acolyte would like to meet you before he becomes you." Lucas grinned wickedly at me, then in Spanish said, "You're gonna love being me, kid. I just love the kiddies. They're always a good fuck." I just closed my eyes and waited for it all to end, not feeling any emotion besides the dread of an imminent death. I don't remember the exact moment the twin began her humping, I just suddenly found myself recalling the memory of Joy fucking me that second time at our camp reunion. Memories, I had lots of memories. Fun ones, happy ones, tender ones, all the things I did that I was proud of or had a blast doing went first. Suzi was in a lot of them, and so was Tim, but for the most part the ones I dwelled on were primarily about Suzi instead of him. I had a sense that I was never going to see these memories again, so I was very careful to relish in them while I had the chance. My birthdays, my Christmases, my eight grade graduation... The thrill of driving for the first time alone, and that faithful day I lost my virginity with Suzi on the sofa at school. Girls I had enslaved, guys I had played sports with, friends from preschool and on... Peoples faces, places I visited, toys I had outgrown and tossed. All these things seemed whiz through my mind, and pretty soon my life's positive aspects were gone. Then came my betrayal, my plans and plots to enslave Tim to enjoy the things I wanted and he denied. Then his betrayal, his rat, Sarah's releasing it, my tantrums and my purposely re-experiencing the hatred and anger Steven had given me for him just to make me stronger so I could get my revenge on him. These things were painful to experience a second time through, but not as painful as the things I did for Steven. Enslaving Suzi... Watching her as they gave her the drug and her spirit slowly drained away... Helping Steven break her in... Oh God, if that didn't hurt... It was probably the hardest thing I had to endure in my life. There was no emotion, just... pain as I relived these moments of my life. Then when even these were gone, the pain remained. I was re-experiencing some of my dullest moments of my life, followed by a few odds and ends like embarrassing moments and times I wished I could fly. There was a brief period of nothing, yet I was actively searching my memory for any last fragments... then suddenly I was back in the cave with Lea... "... Has anyone told you that you look a lot like your father when he was your age?" "YOU LEAVE my FUCKING FAMILY out of this, or I'll!.. I'll.. Oh god... What are you doing to me?" "Why I'm going to fry your brain with pleasure, Joey... Don't you want me to do that?" "Don't you?" "Don't you?" "Don't you?..." Lea's face... seemed to hover before my eyes for a long time, so long that my vision blurred until I no longer could make it out. Then I saw movement, and another voice... somewhat familiar to me... saying something I didn't understand. At first I assumed Lea had moved closer for the red headed blur seemed larger, her features slightly more defined than before. But as the voice continued to speak, I struggled to focus my eyes while comprehending her words, then found myself becoming angry. The voice, the female voice was talking about mom and dad... And Sarah... And Tommy... Something about... No... No, not again... They couldn't be.... Not Tommy. Please not Tommy.. NO! NOT TOMMY! YOU HEAR! I WON'T LET YOU! I WON'T FUCKING LET YOU ENSLAVE THEM! NOT YOU! NOT ANYONE! NEVER AGAIN!" My eyes focused on my tormentor, and at first I thought Lea had grown up in front of my eyes, but then my memory clicked and I recognized the face of who I knew to be Lea's mother. Zoe continued to build my anger and my rage to the point I was throthing with emotion, violently spasming as she drove me beyond the bounds of sanity and kept going further and further with the promises of Tim telling me what I could and could not feel, think, even breathe... At that point the force pulling out these memories stopped, but it was already too late. I don't know what else Zoe said to anger me even more, perhaps she could have said anything at that point and I would have just gotten angrier no matter what. All I know is at some point my anger reached a breaking point, and like a balloon I released it all, flooding the others sharing that virtual space with my insane rage and anger to kill anyone I could get my hands on. As it all flooded out of me and into the three beings I felt within my reach, the memory of Zoe ended with my vision blurred with a growing redness. When my emotional balloon had deflated from its expulsion of all my anger and rage, everything went blood red, then faded to a fluffy white. "Joey?" a young familiar voice said. "It's your turn." I found myself staring at a white puffy cloud in a bright blue summer sky, and after a moment I recalled what I was doing and said, "A turtle on its back doing the back stroke." "A turtle?" "That's what I see. Not it, huh?" "No... Are you sure brothers see the same thing in clouds?" "Sure I'm sure. Come on. The more we practice, the more like brothers we will be." "All right," he sighed. "But... We're not really brothers, so maybe..." "Yes we are!" I said with a lot of emotion. "You're my brother. We're always together, aren't we?" "Yeah, but... I mean, what if my mom has to take that job in New Jersey. I'd have to go with her, and then..." "Shut up! Shut up shut up!" I said, fighting my tears. "You're not going to move, you hear! I'll die if... You can't leave me. Don't leave me?" "I won't," he said with emotion. "I left Teddy, but I won't leave you. I swear to God I won't. We'll always be together, okay?... We'll even have a house together with our wives and all our kids." "Yeah..." I said, feeling better thinking about that. "Yeah, our kids could play together, and they could all be brothers and sisters like we are..." "Who do you want to marry? I think I'd marry Toni." "That's only because she has the same initials as you." "So? I think that'd be cool." "Well I'd want someone who... who... who can think on their feet like I can." "Yeah? Like who?" "Let me see... Well, Benji is always talking in class, but always gives a good excuse when she gets caught." "Yeah, but I bet she'll be a woof woof when she gets older with that name," he snickered. "What about that new girl, Suzi? She's already figured Rhonda out and told her to 'jump off one of her daddy's airplanes without a parachute.'" "Heheh, I bet Rhonda loved that. But Cindy said she was asking who you were. I think she likes you." "So? We're brothers, right? If she likes me, she likes you." "Well, I guess... It's your turn, and we got a new cloud above us so..." I waited for his answer for a lot longer than I should have, then realized the white bulb shaped cloud I was staring at wasn't a cloud, but real light bulb. I was still a bit dazed when my attention was drawn to the sounds of several people breathing, one of them right into my ear. I snapped to my senses when I recognized the feel of the twin's body, then carefully rolled her off me and looked around. All four twins were out cold, just like the three males they were... "Nathan," I gasped as I scrambled to roll the matching twin from on top of him. The gasp that followed was orders of magnitude greater, the shock I received when looking at Nathan's face almost caused me to faint right there on the spot. Before me laid the same dark haired young man I had met a month and a half ago, the same person I had shared my biggest and darkest fantasies with and had grown to trust during our adventures of enslaving and raping the countryside. But this face... was known to me from before that time. I had loved and hated it, I had kissed and despised it, and now I couldn't believe my eyes that it was the one and the same. I reached out and touch it, then felt light headed and laid down beside him to think. "What was it Gladius said?" I mumbled to myself. "He expected Nathan's loyalty to me after seeing the bond between us from before? Our fates have always been linked?" I looked at Tim's face again, then felt a mixture of anger, guilt, friendship, yeah, even a little love... His face didn't cause the fire in my chest like it had before. Every time I tried to recall a moment his features made me angry, those same features became Nathan's and calmed me. "Lea... No, it was Zoe... Shit, they both were in on it. But why?" That was an important question, but then Lea's last words to me became super clear and shocked me again. "They knew this would happen... They fucking planned it," I said kind of loudly, sitting up and looking at Tim's unconscious body. I knew I had to get us out of there, and the only place I could think to go was up the mountain to Lea's cave. But how to get there without the guards I never saw stopping me... My eyes wandered around Kain's lab looking for anything which would help me, or if nothing else something to tie the others up with even though it probably wouldn't really stop them from getting the alarm out if they woke. "Shit," I exclaimed when I realized I had lost an entire day somewhere from seeing the date on the desk calendar. "Saturday? What happened to Friday?" I muttered without thinking as I tied the real Nathan up with his own shirt. "Friday," I repeated as I did his legs. "I always _liked_ Fridays!" I said angrily, making the bonds extra tight. "Of course I liked Saturdays even more," I said to Lucas as I started doing the same to him. "And you, you fucker wanted to take all my Saturdays... Saturdays..." "Shit! It's Saturday!" I exclaimed. "Haha! Now if I can only get Tim to accept the link.." I finished tying the drooling fucker up, then slipped on his shorts which were kind of snug before getting down on the floor next to Tim and turning him towards me. "Shit, if only I had my coin," I muttered when I got no response from my telepathic query. "Tim... Shit. Nathan. Whoever you think you are... WAKE UP!" Nothing. "Nathan, if you're still in there, don't take this the wrong way," I said before pressing my lips against his and initiating a kiss. Nothing. "Fuck! What do I have to do, apologize?" Nothing. "That's it, isn't it! You fucking bastard. You'd risk both of us being brainwashed into thinking we're someone else just to hear me say 'I'm sorry, Tim. You were right, and I was wrong'?!?" His breathing changed slightly, or it might have been my imagination, but I wasn't about to take the chance. "I'm sorry, Tim. I'm sorry for... fuck... For not believing you knew something that I didn't. For going behind your back to do things you knew would only make me want more. I'm sorry for not being the friend... the brother you have been to me. I'm sorry... I guess I deserve to..." "Joey?" someone whispered loudly from behind the lab's door. "What? Who's there?" I said, wiping my tears from my face. "Janel. Lea told me to come and get you. Are you okay? The door's locked." "I am now," I said, getting up and unlocking the door. "You've been a busy boy," she said, taking in the scene. "Yeah, and you're gonna be in big trouble for helping me and... Nathan." "That's okay. As soon as I'm done here, Lea arranged a deal to help me and Cory get away without losing the last four years of our memories. Grandfather wouldn't... What's wrong with Nathan?" "His mind's asleep. And his name isn't Nathan, it's Tim. That's the real Nathan," I said, pointing to the bound man. "And if things hadn't gone right, I'd be answering to the name of Lucas by now. Shit. I still can't link with him... "Janel, can I link with you?" I said urgently. "Just until I can get us up to Lea?" "You mean that thing that made Nathan... Tim? Tim stronger? Sure. I wouldn't mind the power boost at all." "Then accept this," I said as I initiated a share link with her. As soon as I was linked, I reached out and felt around inside Tim's head, then concluded he was asleep just like my mom and I were before I kissed them. For the time being, I wasn't going to try and wake him any more. I just took control of his body and stood him up. I think Janel was impressed at my puppeteer ability, but then she couldn't really appreciate how difficult it really was to walk two bodies at once, especially out of step from each other. I practiced walking us around the room a bit, then told Janel I was ready. Janel went ahead and acted like a scout, and we didn't have any troubled finding and putting the guards to sleep without raising the alarm. But when we reached the path leading up the mountain, we encountered a problem. "The others are already up there," Janel said, seeing the smoke from their fires. "Why would they go up there so early?" I wondered out loud, accidentally letting Tim walk into a tree while I gazed up at the smoke. "I don't know. They weren't up there when I came down looking for you," she said, watching Tim mechanically stand up. "Let me go find out," she said, starting up the path. "We can't wait for you to go up there, find that out, then come back. We'll just have to try and fake it," said as I had Tim follow her and then followed them both myself. We came up with several possible scenarios to use, but ended up having to go by the seat of our pants when we reached the clearing and found them having an orgy. Connie noticed us first, but only paused in her wild humping of Gordon's cock to wave. Gordon apparently looked out through her eyes then, for suddenly Connie was complaining while he got up. "Joey. Nathan... What are you doing up here? I thought..." The announcement of our names basically brought the orgy to an end, and everyone sort of asked the same question and then waited for an answer. I opened my mouth to reply, but before I could, Peter said, "Look. It doesn't matter. You did something wrong, and you've been punished for it. We've all been there." "Some more than others," Jonas muttered. "Yeah, so get those shorts off and... What's wrong with you, Nathan?" Beatrice asked. "I don't feel good," I had Tim say before sitting him down. "Lea wanted to see the three of us," Janel said to distract their gazes at Tim's spacy expression. That got their attention all right. Shit. If Lea hadn't shown up right at that moment, I think they would have all gone with us to find her, never before having heard of Lea wishing to see more than one of us at a time before. But instead, we left them to get back to their orgy, but not before I told them a hasty goodbye. None of them took it to mean a final goodbye, but they would, sometime. Janel and I each took a hand Lea offered to us, then we walked in silence all the way to the cave. Before we went inside, however, I surprised Lea by picking her up and hugging her gently, saying, "Thank you. For everything." She gave me another one of her innocent little girl looks, then kissed me on the cheek before I put her down. "I thank you, too, Joey. It has been years since I've seen the children play so well with each other. You've brought the one thing this place can't give them." "What? You don't mean..." "No, not love," she said as we entered the cave. "But the beginnings of it. They all won't find it, but some of them will now. Isn't that right granddaddy?" "Yes, yes, Lea, my dear," Benjamin said from the table. "Now where is that fool with my new toy? Zoe, you promised I'd have..." "Patience, Pa-pa..." Zoe said walking up to me. "Play with your granddaughter, Pa-pa. You know we won't be back for another year." "Thank you," I said to her as Benjamin grumbled on a bit. "I don't know how I'll repay you for all this, but I'll try and make it up somehow. Uhm, why did you help me, anyway?" Zoe looked over at her father, then rolled her eyes before I saw a wicked smile form on her lips. "Because my ma-ma.... She knew your ma-ma and your pa-pa. Even brought them together some would say..." "ZOE!" her father exclaimed, cutting her off. When we looked at him, he said very in a very irritated voice, "WHERE is HE! I will not go on like this much longer now!" "I don't understand," I sighed as Zoe went over to him and soothed him. Suddenly a short naked man with green camouflage paint all over his body silently scuttled in and in a very hushed voice spoke to Lea without taking his eyes off the rest of us. He then departed as quickly as he came, but not without giving Zoe a slight bow of respect. "He's coming now, Granddaddy," Lea announced. "Who was that?" Janel asked before I could. "The help," Benjamin answered distantly. "There's a whole tribe of them running around out there watching the woods, protecting Lea, taking care of her... Zoe, he isn't much to look at." "Pa-pa, I told you, no peeking!" "Who's coming?" I asked, then forgot my question while checking out Tim's bump on his head from the tree earlier. "Lea, do you have a first aid kit?" After I retrieved kit, I cleaned the minor cut and was just finishing putting on a bandage when I froze in fright from hearing Kain's voice say, "Lea? I have the two slaves you... Zoe?" The way he said her name sounded as if... Well, I just knew... Put it this way. I would have sounded the same way if I had walked in and found Suzi standing there. He was speechless for a moment, but then he saw me and Tim, and then Benjamin. "What is going on? Why are they here? They were supposed to be..." "Never mind them," Benjamin said irritated and impatiently. "Bring your two companions in! I want to get this over with." "Zoe, I can't allow this," Kain said, almost pleading like. "Shhh," she said, walking up to him like a predator approaching a petrified prey. "We are together again. This only matters." "But I... Ahhh..." Kain cooed as Zoe stroked the back of his head. After a couple of strokes, he took Zoe in to a lover's embrace and said "Zoe, Zoe, Zoe... My Zoe..." "That's right, my love," she said, "Lea said you missed me." "My Zoe..." he gurgled happily from her shoulder. But then his gaze fell across me and Tim again that caused him to get a hold of himself and say, "But my father..." "Tell me, my love... Would your father rather have them? Or a grandson." "WHAT?!?" Benjamin cried. "Don't tell him that, child!" "Pa-pa, I will tell him what I wish. He is my mate." "I forbid you to have a boy child with him! You have Lea." "Pa-pa, don't talk to me this way. You know what will happen. Please don't make me do that to you." "Why you little... This was all your mother's idea! Wait until I get back and... FINE! Give Gladius what he wants! See if I care! I'll be long dead before all of you have to deal with it. I'll hold you personally responsible, Zoe! You! Boy! Joey! Take this and get ready to leave." I just had enough time to react and catch my coin, then before I could ask why, Nana walked in along with Cory. "I just want make sure we have an understanding," Janel said in a worried tone. "You're only going to use him until we're in Germany?" "Yes, yes... I'll probably be done with him before then since his size isn't that great," Cory said, feeling his crotch. "Nana, I missed your mouth.. I wish a blow job before we leave." "J'obéis, seigneur," Nana said. "Uhm Joey..." Janel said, as Nana started give Cory head and Zoe gasped from somewhere on the floor with Kain. "Huh?" I said while rubbing my coin against my cheek. "I know this is kind of... at the last minute, but could you... show me how that two way thing works?" I stared blankly at her, then jerked myself to attention before saying, "Sure. You want to go someplace more private?" "Nah, right here on the table will be okay," she said with an evil grin. I'll say one thing, Cory was a lucky guy to have her as his mistress. Sure, Janel could be a real bitch, but man, she was a good fuck. Before I left, I tried to talk Lea into somehow getting Sakura up here to take with me or somehow set her free another way, but she wouldn't even consider it. I regretted leaving Sakura like that. I can't tell you how much it pained me to do so, but I had to get Tim out of there and there just wasn't time to go back for Sakura too. I said goodbye to Janel and Benjamin on the other side of the mountain, Zoe having decided to stay with her daughter and Kain a while. Not that I could blame her with the mood her father was in. I kind of pitied Janel having to put up with him all the way to Germany, but she didn't have much choice about if she wanted to get Cory back in one piece. I managed to get Tim and I out of Venezuela within a day without being linked to anyone, which wasn't easy considering Tim was flat on his back the whole time. For obvious reasons I was reluctant to go very far into Colombia without the link, and with the help of the coin, I managed to trigger a share link with Tim. After that, I didn't have any troubles getting us a fast ride out of South America all together. In Panama, I did a lot of soul searching and went through some personal hell before managing to wake Tim up with a heart felt kiss. I don't mind telling you I cried after he opened his eyes. And I swore from that moment on I would always look out for him, whether he wanted me to or not, just like he had tried to do for me. I felt certain it really was Tim in my coin linked dreams. How he was able to do it while his conscious mind believed himself to be another person we'll never know. Which brings me to the subject of Nathan. The Nathan I knew is gone and nothing can ever bring him back. He believed in me like no one else ever has, including Suzi and Tim. Yeah, I know... It was really Tim all the time, but to me it wasn't. How Gladius's twins fooled me into believing Tim was another person, I'll never understand. But in a lot of ways, Nathan was a different person, the combination of Tim and the real Nathan which resulted in something that was both but neither of them. I'll never forget my best amigo, and in his honor I named my first born Nathan Franklin Connor which I think he would have liked. Shit... Speak of the devil, here he is. He's telling me it's time to go play blocks again. "Yes, master Nathan. I'll be there in a moment," I tell him. He's such a slave driver... heh... Like father like son, I guess. Shit. -----------------------------------------------------------------------------