Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience.
 
 Author: wandrer
Title: Derision
Part: Chapter 1
Keywords: mc, best, humil, mast, mf, nc
Summary: A gorgeous but arrogant woman makes the mistake of directing
her derision towards a mind controller with a very depraved mind.
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over the age of 18 and is not suitable for children.  All characters
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   "Derision" - Chapter 1

   "Fifty-Seven."

   The first thing that struck Thomas was how rude the woman was, giving
what sounded like an order as soon as she walked onto the elevator.  This
was quickly followed, however, by his being overwhelmed by her sheer beauty
as he leaned forward to press the button for the forty-seventh floor.

   She was definitely somewhere beyond stunning, into the "incapacitating"
range.  Her light brown hair would fell to slightly below her shoulders,
and her white skin was nearly flawless.  Her lips were lush and perfectly
formed and he could tell her eyes were a deep blue.  Allowing himself a
brief glance up and down her body, he noted that her breasts seemed medium
sized, and her long legs would probably be as gorgeous as the rest of her.
All in all, she looks a bit like Jennifer Aniston, he thought to himself.

   As they neared the thirtieth floor, Thomas decided to just go ahead and
take the risk.  He opened his mouth to ask her name...

   "Don't bother," She said, without turning around.

   "Wh-what?" Thomas asked, taken aback.

   "You don't have a chance," she replied haughtily.

   In a panic, Thomas reached out with his mind automatically.  She can't
be psi-active!  Thomas probed her briefly and gently, realizing the danger
of what he was doing if she was.  He breathed a brief sigh of relief as he
verified that she was a normal, which quickly turned to burning anger as he
took a read of her emotions, and found strong derision.  Towards him!

   Thomas seethed with anger for a few moments.  The bitch!  How dare she
act so superior!  He could...a slight smile slid over Thomas' mouth as a
plan began to form in his head to teach her a lesson.  He reached out with
his mind and planted a few minor compulsions in her head, and then leaned
back against the wall, a dark smile on his face.

   As she walked off onto the fifty-seventh floor, Thomas stifled a small
chuckle.  Superior?  She has no idea what the word means.  Thomas smiled at
himself in the reflective metal as the doors slid shut in front of him.

   To those who were in the know, and that did not actually include Thomas
himself, Thomas would have been classified as a PsiAc Class 8, with an
external tendency.  On a scale of one to ten, that meant Thomas was a
pretty powerful Psionic, with a tendency towards external control rather
than reception and "mind-reading".  All in all, those in the know would
have been very frightened to know Thomas was wandering around uncontrolled.
After all, who knows what someone with that kind of power might do?

   Thomas looked down at his watch, then up at the deep blue sky.  It was
almost time.  And certainly was a nice day for it.  He glanced over at the
revolving door just in time to see the blonde woman walk out of the
building, blinking at the sun.  She glanced around, and then began walking
towards the entrance to the garage across the street.

   Thomas grabbed his briefcase and walked after her.  She entered the
garage and began walking down the stairs to her car.  Thomas followed her
to a black Lexus.  Fitting, he thought.

   She got into the car, tossing her backpack into the back seat, and then
unlocked the door.  Thomas set his briefcase down and stretched, watching
as she paused as if her program had frozen.  Which, in a way, it had. 
After a few moments, he opened the passenger door and climbed in, setting
his briefcase in the back.

   Just as suddenly as she had stopped, she began moving again, taking no
notice of Thomas in the seat next to her.  She started the car and drove
out of the garage.  Thomas appraised her as she pulled out into the
afternoon sun.  She certainly is attractive, he thought, what a waste with
her personality.  Ahh, I'm going to enjoy this one, Thomas grinned as he
put his sunglasses on.  He put one arm around her shoulders and looked
around.  She shifted a bit to make his arm more comfortable but otherwise
gave no notice of the man in the car next to her.

   She drove for about ten minutes and then pulled into the lot of a large
pet store about five minutes from her apartment.  Still looking a bit
bewildered, she parked the car and swung her lithe legs out.  Thomas got
out and strolled after her, smiling at the beautiful summer day.  As he
walked, he erected an SEP field around himself so that no one around would
notice him.

   She headed into the pet store and glanced around as if in confusion. 
When her eyes fell on the dog section, she gave a little start and headed
off in that direction.  Thomas followed.  She walked over to one of the
salespeople and said "Excuse me..."

   The boy turned to her with his normal air of general indifference to the
world at large.  "Yeah...uhh..?"

   Once he saw the woman who was talking to him, he lost all semblance of
coherence.  He stammered for a couple of seconds, then managed to blurt
out, "H-how can I help you, Miss?" Ah, hormones, thought Thomas.

   "I'd...I'd like to buy a dog," she said, sounding a bit surprised by the
sentiment.  Thomas could tell that she was distinctly not a dog person. 
Hell, she probably was disgusted by most animals.

   "Wha-what kind of dog would you like?" the teenager blurted out,
blushing as his voice cracked.

   Thomas moved so he could see...he reached into the woman's mind and
retrieved her name...Kate's face.  This should be fun to watch, he thought.

   Sure enough, her face started to turn bright red as she sort of mumbled
out, "Um, a big one..."

   The boy led her into the back so she could see the dogs in their cages.
He began pointing out the various larger dogs to her, Dobermans, Labradors,
German Shepherds.  All the while, Thomas watched as she surreptitiously
glanced at the boy, and then, blushing, tried to glance under the dogs,
obviously looking for the size of something other than the dog itself.

   "And, of course, the Great Dane.  This one is a little smaller than
most, but he's still a pretty big fella." The large grey dog, lying down,
looked out of his cage at the two humans.  Thomas saw Kate's breath catch
as she took in the size of this dog.  The kid was pointing out that he was
already trained, and was a little over a year old, so was pretty much full
grown.

   Kate had been trying to see between the dog's legs, but was unsuccessful
due to his position.  Thomas saw her mouth open and close as she began to
turn scarlet, fighting herself.  Finally she couldn't resist the
compulsion, and blurted out, "H-how big is his thing?"

   "and he...I...  what?" The boy had turned to look at her in surprise,
not believing he had heard what he thought he just heard.

   "H-how, big is his th-thing?" Kate asked again, trembling.

   "I, er...what thing do you mean, miss?" the boy squeaked out.

   "His, oh god, his p-pe-penis.  How big is it..." she moaned out.

   "Ummm, I, I...I suppose it's pretty uh, pretty big." The boy said,
wide-eyed.  His face was bright red.

   Her face flushed scarlet, both from embarassment and, as indicated by
the slight wet spot on the front of her skirt (which had not gone unnoticed
by the boy), something else, Kate, mumbled, "I'll take him..." and handed
the boy her credit card.

   Kate went out and pulled her car around front.  The first boy brought
the dog out to the car and a second helped him get the large dog into the
back seat of the Lexus.  Both boys stared at the gorgeous woman in obvious
shock, while she tried to pretend she didn't notice them, belied by the
healthy bright red glow on her cheeks.

   Thomas slid into the car next to Kate, and he could see her trembling
with embarrassment and confusion.  He smiled a bit as she glanced back at
the dog and a look of disgust flashed across her face.  You think you're
embarrassed now, honey, Thomas thought, just wait till we get home...

   The dog was remarkably well behaved on the drive home, staying mostly
curled up in the back seat and only getting up to look around a few times
during the drive.  Every time the dog moved Kate tensed up visibly. 
Thomas, growing bored with the drive reached over to the oblivious Kate,
and placed his hand on her thigh.  He slowly slid it upward toward her
crotch, and then slid it under her skirt, beneath the elastic band of her
panties.  As his hand came in contact with her pussy he halted in shock. 
She was distinctly wet!

   As it was getting more difficult to maintain her lack of awareness, he
pulled his hand out from between her thighs and looked at the shiny liquid
on his fingertips in surprise.  He reached out with his mind and scanned
her.  She was definitely turned on, and he could detect disgust at herself
broiling within her at the prospect.  Oh, this is too perfect!  Thomas
thought to himself as he licked her sweet juices off of his hand.

   Finally they arrived at her house, a small but very nice two-story house
in a nice suburban neighborhood.  She got out of the car and opened the
back door to let the dog out.  He sat up, tail wagging, and licked her face
as she leaned into the car.  She recoiled with a gasp of disgust, and
reached back to hit him.  Thomas frantically stopped her, then began adding
a new layer of compulsions to the ones which he had been building up in her
mind throughout the drive, scowling darkly.  We'll see if she ever hits an
animal again...

   She reached into the car and led the large dog out by his collar.  Now
he started to get excited, being in a new place, and so she was
hard-pressed to keep him calm.  She slowly led him into her house and then
let him loose.

   Thomas followed them in and took a look around.  Nice place, he thought.
White carpets and furniture in the living room, where the dog was running,
smelling everything.  Definitely *not* a place where one would expect to
see a dog.  Oh, well...

   Kate looked after the dog, then decided not to even try to keep him from
running around.  Instead she wandered into the kitchen and hit the play
button on her answering machine.  While the little box squawked at her, she
began to take off her shoes and her suit jacket.  Thomas looked at his
watch.  Not long now...

   The machine began to play back while she got a can of Diet Coke out the
fridge.  The first two messages were about dates, one that was obviously
planned for the next day, and one asking her out.  She snorted with
laughter at the second one.  The next message was from her younger sister,
talking about possibly moving out to stay with her.  That could make things
interesting, thought Thomas.  The last two were salesman types.

   Kate stood up and walked to the sink.  As she got up, she stumbled a bit
at first but then seemed to right herself.  She seemed to sway a bit as she
walked to the sink and began washing her hands.  Thomas smiled to himself
in anticipation.

   As she turned away from the sink, she began to take a step and then
seemed to become dizzy.  She managed to stop her fall, but she still
crashed to the ground with a thump.

   "Whuat the fuuuck?!" she let out with a yell of surprise.  Her words
sounded slurred, almost as if she were drunk.  She rolled over and tried to
get up, but quickly fell to the ground again.  She thrashed about a bit
more and then tried to lever herself up using the counter, tears beginning
to form in her eyes.  But she quickly found that her hands could barely
grasp the counter, and she slipped and fell down again.

   Now the tears began to run down her cheeks as she started to panic. 
"Whuurrts Hrrrharpening to mheerrr?" she sobbed, forcing the words out with
great difficulty, her eyes widened as she realized that how hard it was to
talk.  She opened her mouth to yell for help...

   ...and what came out was a sound that sounded very much like a woman
yelping and whining like a dog.  Her eyes widened and the tears increased
as she tried again.  This time she managed to get out a bark, punctuated by
a sobbing whine.

   She rolled over onto all fours and realized that she could move around
like this.  She began to crawl frantically around the room trying to find
something, anything that would help, yelping and whining all the time. 
Thomas smiled at her fear and the pathetic sounds she was making.  She
sounded exactly like the bitch she was.

   They both turned at the sound of a "whuff" from the doorway.  Kate's
eyes widened in terror as she saw her new dog standing there looking at his
prone mistress inquisitively.  She began backing away, growling and
whining, as the large dog stepped into the kitchen.

   She backed into a corner and began to whine in fear as she sat back on
her haunches and stared at him, whimpering.  The dog came up to her,
sniffing, as the pretty woman recoiled from him.  She yelped as he licked
her face and tried to back away but was stopped by the wall.  He continued
sniffing his way down her body, as she whimpered.  His head paused, then
began to slide closer to her crotch.

   She let out a yelp as she realized what he was going for.  She tried
frantically to move out of the way, but as she did, his head snapped up and
he let out a low growl.  She whimpered and cowered backwards.  The dog was
letting her know in no uncertain terms who belonged to who in this
situation.

   She whined in fear and disgust as the dog began sniffing her crotch
again, and tried not to move.  Her skirt prevented the dog from actually
getting to what he was trying to reach, Thomas noticed.

   Suddenly she let out a yelp as the dog, frustrated, grabbed her skirt in
his teeth and pulled hard.  She tried to move, but he gave the skirt
another yank and with a thump and a gasp, she was flipped neatly over onto
her back, legs sticking up in the air.  While she yelped and tried to
regain her breath, the dog quickly pulled her skirt down with a few tugs,
and then spit it out onto the floor.

   Smart dog, thought Thomas.

   The dog then turned back to his bitch, who was laying on her back
whimpering pathetically in fear.  He leaned in and drew his long tongue up
her panty covered crotch.  She let out a high-pitched moan as she lifted
her head to see what he was doing.  He began lapping at her panties while
she continued whimpering.  The dog, realizing that he was still blocked,
ripped her panties of with his teeth, surprisingly careful not to bite her.

   For the first time, Thomas saw her furry blonde pussy.  Her lips were
nice and pink, and open slightly, inviting.  The dog seemed to think so as
well, as he leaned in and drew his long tongue up her slit, parting her
lips slightly.  She let out a yelp and then began crying and whimpering in
revulsion.

   After a few minutes though, her whimpering began to change decidedly
into yelps of pleasure.  The dog was drawing his long tongue from her anus
to her clit, and the wetness that was matting down her fur was obviously
not just his saliva.  The dog pulled back and she let out a whimper of
disappointment.  Then she looked up and her eyes widened as she saw his
large, hard doggy-cock sticking out from beneath his belly.

   Obviously mesmerized she clambered to all fours to get a closer look. 
Her dog took one look at her and licked her face, then began maneuvering
around behind her.  She watched wide eyed, no longer fighting her lust, as
he moved behind her and licked her sopping pussy from behind.  She began
panting and spread her legs slightly.

   With a growl, the dog leaped up on her back.  She began whimpering again
in unbridled lust as his cock rubbed against her pussy frantically, but
unable to hit home.  She thrust her hips back at him, trying desperately to
give her puppy his first fuck.

   Suddenly her eyes got wide and she let out a wail as his cock slammed
home into her pussy.  She began yelping and barking in pleasure as he
slammed into her harder and harder.  Her eyes began to glaze over and she
let out a long breathy whine punctuated by yelps as she began to come,
repeatedly.

   Suddenly the dog thrust hard and she yelped, making it obvious that she
could feel his dog-cum flowing warmly into her belly.  The dog thrust for a
few more seconds while she came down from her orgasmic high, panting. 
Fortunately for her, she managed to slip forward a bit, causing his cock to
slide out.  She moaned in disappointment, but Thomas could see that she had
only barely missed being stuck on his knot.  Her dog went into the corner
to lick himself clean.

   Kate managed to roll over and sit up against the wall.  She lay there
panting, and slowly the glazed look began to fade from her eyes.  As her
lust faded, a look of growing horror spread over her face.  She glanced
down at her nude lower body and saw the dog cum slowly running out of her
still red pussy, forming a little pool on the tiles of the kitchen floor.
She looked up at the dog, still cleaning himself in the corner, and tears
began to run down her reddening cheeks again, soon turning into wracking
sobs.

   For a moment, Thomas almost felt sorry for her.  All of a sudden,
however, he sensed murderous intent coming from her towards the dog.  He
strained to read her thoughts, and pulled distinct images of putting the
dog to sleep from her mind.

   Anger coursing through him, he snapped his finger, "pausing" both her
and the dog.  He stared at her bare pussy, the last of the dog's cum now
dripping out, and tried to decide what to do next.  With a slowly spreading
evil grin, he decided on his plan and begun spinning the program into
Kate's mind.  He would wonder later if perhaps he had been too harsh with
the hitherto straight-laced girl, but at the time, he felt it was her
due...

   Kate blinked as her thoughts of having the dog put too sleep exploded
into a brief white light behind her eyes.  As the light faded, she realized
there was a man in the room with her!  He seemed familiar somehow, but she
couldn't quite place where she had seen him...

   She suddenly realized her position, and opened her mouth to scream for
help, but found that all that came out was a dog's whine.  Tears began to
stream forth again as she realized she still couldn't do anything but act
like...

   "Like the bitch you are," The man said.  Kate's eyes widened in shock at
the implication.

   "Yes, I can read your mind, and yes I am responsible for this whole
thing, and no.  It doesn't stop here."

   With that, he reached down and unzipped his pants and let them fall to
the ground.  His cock, medium sized, but throbbingly hard, sprang forth. 
Kate's eyes bulged in shock.

   "Come here and suck it while I tell you what your life is going to be
like from now on..."

   Kate growled and shook her head.  She had never sucked a cock before! 
To her dismay, she found herself crawling toward his cock.  Though she
tried as hard as she could, she couldn't do anything to resist.  She opened
her virgin mouth wide, and plunged it down on his hard member.  She began
sliding her mouth up and down his cock, doing her best to pleasure him, as
much as she wished she could stop.

   "Mmm, very nice.  Now, here is what happens now.  Every evening, you
will start to become a bitch for your nice mate over there.  You will have
to come home and fuck him nicely every day.  I've been nice enough to give
you a little leeway to account for traffic, but I wouldn't push it."

   She felt like she was going to gag, but she kept on sliding her lips up
and down his shaft.  Oddly enough she began to feel herself getting turned
on.  Knowing this was his doing, she gave up and let herself go with it,
reaching her hand down to her pussy and began to finger herself, lightly at
first, and then with greather enthusiasm.

   "Ahh...so, anyway, you aren't finished with the puppy until he cums, and
most of that cum has to get inside you, one way or another.  So ng...slow
down a little, or I'm not going to finish my monologue...you might as well
get used to him and enjoy it.  It's going to be your main, and maybe only,
sex for awhile."

   The tears started rolling down her cheeks while he talked.  She could
feel her orgasm building and building however.  She began to whimper around
his cock, her fingers flying over her sopping pussy.  She could taste the
saltiness of her tears rolling into her mouth.

   "A couple of things you should know.  First, you can buy some time away
from the dog by coming up with your own perverted things to do.  The more
they disgust you, the more time you get.  Things which involve other
people, both doing and watching, will also count for more.  The only
stipulation is that you *must* be involved somehow - and involved means
also cumming during the process.  You can even have the person take your
place with the dog - but he's also got to be involved.

   "Second, I would be very careful with him.  If he is unhappy, it will
get worse for you.  If you have anything to do with his eventual death -
even neglect, I have set a little surprise in your mind and well, let's
just say that your life will change rather drastically if that happens. 
Okay..."

   She started to speed up again and was beginning to squeal a bit around
his cock as her orgasm began to rise.  Suddenly, his salty come began
gushing into her mouth and she began to come with an explosive orgasm.  The
cum rushed out of her mouth as she groaned and tried to gulp it down,
running down her chin.

   Finally he reached down and pulled her off.  She looked up at him with
her come covered face through a haze of tears.

   "Oh, and by the way, just so you know, my pretty little prude, I had
nothing to do with your little self-pleasuring there, or with how much you
enjoyed it..."

   With that, he left the now sobbing Kate lying on her kitchen floor,
human come dribbling down her chin and dog cum dribbling out of her pussy.
He scratched the panting dog behind the ears and walked out the door,
leaving the crying girl behind him to her fate.

   Kate awoke the next morning feeling sore and tired.  What a horrible
dream, she thought to herself as she climbed out of bed.  She slowly went
through her usual morning routine, ending up dressed in her usual snappy
but austere business suit.  She wandered downstairs, yawningÉ

   Éand paused in horror as she saw the large dog laying in the middle of
her floor.

   "NoÉplease," she moaned, backing away.  The dog stood up, stretching and
started to pad over to her.

   Kate backed all the way to the wall, trying to get away.  The dog came
over to her and started sniffing at her crotch.  With a yell of disgust she
reached back to slap him awayÉ

   With a moan, she slid down the wall, one hand frantically sliding under
her skirt to desperately pull her panties aside to finger her burning,
sopping pussy.  She was already panting in unbridled lust as her finger
slid around the wet cotton and over her clit, eliciting a squeal from her.
The other hand frantically ripped at her shirt and bra to get a breast free
so she could pinch her hard nipples.

   As she lay there moaning and frantically playing with herself, she saw
her dog approach her through her haze of lust.  He placed his nose in her
face and began licking her.  In blind lust, she opened her mouth and let
his tounge slide over hers.  She slid another finger insider herself and
she could hear squishing sounds as she french kissed her dog.  She began
panting, then moaning, and finally, with a high pitched squeal around his
tongue, came explosively, ramming her fingers into herself with wild
abandon.