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(Fd mc sh) From: woodsmok@gte.net (MC Woodsmoke) Date: 6 Aug 1997 14:54:20 GMT -------- Disclaimer : Read No Further If You Are Under The Age Of 18 Or If You Are Offended By Graphic Descriptions Of Sexual Activity. All Characters, Situations, And Locations Are Purely Fictional. In the real world there are STD's like AIDS, this is an imaginary world where the activities described here wouldn't be suicidal. Archiving And Reposting Permitted Only If The Complete, Unaltered File, Including This Disclaimer, Is Included. Written 05/97 By MHC. Comments And Suggestions Welcomed. Send Email to woodsmok@gte.net my GTE account is semi permanent. COPYRIGHT 1997, MC Woodsmoke All rights reserved. Sisterhood of the X CHAPTER 1 Dorm Life sucks: There was the sound of a key jiggling in the dorm room's lock and then it opened. Olivia Yuan walked in and greeted her new roommate of only 4 days, with a kiss and a hug. The room was full of boxes and suitcases containing the girls possessions, all packed and ready to move. Olivia studied Sabrina out of the sides of her eyes as she picked her way among the boxes and finally found a chair to sit in. Sabrina's pale good looks and long black hair, just did something to her. She smiled a small wicked smile as she thought of all the other things that Sabrina did to her. "Is everything set up with the Chancellor then?" Sabrina asked. "Hmmm,...Yes", Olivia agreed a bit distractedly. "Is there a problem?" "No Love." Olivia rushed to reassure her friend, "in fact I managed to accomplish a few more things while I was in the Chancellor's office, then we originally planned. I convinced him to let us use the house the school maintains for visiting scholars and VIP's. From now on it is ours to do with however we want. We can move in today, as we planned. Harold was a bit of a grump about it at first but after he had heard my arguments he seemed to come around." "I'm sure" Sabrina grinned. "So what else did you arrange?". "Well after talking to him for a while, I thought to ask if he had any discretionary funds that he could loan to two such totally deserving young scholars such as ourselves." Sabrina nodded her head grinning and gave Olivia a "you are such a bad girl" look. "He fessed up that he keeps a slush fund right there in his office in a small safe. It's money he has skimmed from the schools repair funds. He agreed to loan me $85,000 and just forget about it. "And did he want something in return for his little loan?" Sabrina was nearly laughing out loud, picturing the fat old fool trying to do anything to Liv that Olivia didn't want. "Well now that you mention it. Something I said did leave him with the impression that he was sexually obsessed with me. That he not only wouldn't he accept any payment from me but that he would make sure that he would have more of his own money available the next time I came over. I didn't have to work very hard to convince him that he was a perverted old man that liked nothing better than to jerk off on women's underwear. In fact he jerked off for me twice while we talked. He looked like a boiler about to burst stroking his little prick till he'd spray a thimble full of sperm on his fingers. Then he'd beg to know if he could have my bra or panties to wipe it up with. As IF! I made him lick it up himself." Sabrina got up out of her chair and came over to Olivia. Standing behind her she began to stroke her silky salt and pepper hair, letting her fingers toy with the small patches of black mixed into the mostly white mix. Eventually she was powerfully massaging Olivia's shoulders and neck. She enjoyed the feel of Olivia relaxing into her fingers, arching her back when something felt really good, and sighing with pleasure. "Ummmm thanks Love. So how was your day?" Olivia asked. Sabrina's fingers were so delicious. She could feel her internal temperature rising. Convincing people, to see things as she wanted them to sometimes tired her out, but when successful it almost always made her horny. Of course lately she was always successful so she was nearly always a bit on the randy side. "I don't know why, but I slept in this morning. Something of someone must have kept me up half the night cause she can't keep her hands to herself". Sabrina said letting her fingers drift down and lightly brush Olivia's breasts, making just enough contact to feel her hardened nipples through her sweater. Sighing and arching her back up into contact with Sabrina's fingers Olivia said sarcastically, "You may register all complaints with someone who cares,..... I can't hear you". "Anyhow" Sabrina continued returning to her friends shoulders, "Missy came over. I renewed her temp status and at least she was around to kiss me good morning." "Ahhhh poor baby, Bree!" Olivia said, "Remind me to feel some pity for you later you lesbian hussy". "Well .... Yes, I guess I am but that's not the point.....I put Missy to work on the packing. I knew you wanted everything packed by this afternoon though so I went out and got some more *temp*-orary help. You know Rebecca Star from down at the end of the hallway?" Sabrina asked. "Do you mean the tall dirty blonde with the boyfriend from the basket ball team, heavy emphasis on the balls?" Olivia replied. "That's the one. You can hear them going at it every day after her Chem. Lab and before his Advanced Math for Gerbils class" Sabrina said snidely. "I ran into them heading down the hall, zipping towards their little lovenest, and thought they'd make the perfect addition to my work crew. In just a minute they were both impressed enough by my request to volunteer their services. We all came back here. I guess some of my other little desires leaked through. Josh, the basketball player, offered to fuck Rebecca any way I'd like to see. Rebecca seemed to think that letting me watch Josh fuck her silly would be a great idea too. You know I like to watch sometimes. I want you to know that I made them finish up the packing before I let any of them play." Sabrina protested as if Olivia had complained. Olivia wasn't complaining but she was quite aware of the growing wetness in her privates. "Very commendable, I'm sure" Olivia replied. She pulled up her sweater and unhooked her bra. Gently touching Sabrina's hands she led them down to her small bare breasts and silently encouraged her lover to continue her massage there. "Ummmmm... well once I saw the lump in Josh's pants, Josh seemed to know I wanted to see his cock. Once I saw it, I wanted it, which meant that Missy and Rebecca wanted it too. Both girls decided at the same time to strip naked and start making out with each other. Almost as if they knew how much that would please and excite me." Sabrina said this trying to sound like she honestly didn't know what was happening. "Almost as if..... ", Olivia agreed with a smirk, "So then what happened. As if I couldn't guess". Olivia analyzed the situation and ascertained that by letting Sabrina continue her story she had a 97.8 percent probability of a experiencing a wonderful sexual interlude with her roommate. If she interrupted anytime in the next three minutes the probability dropped to 89.6 %. She let her talk. "Well we three girls had a little love party. Rebecca seemed to be very eager to make me feel good. She really put her tongue to work on my pussy. She knew just when to go slow and when to pour it on. Missy is really turning into a great little lesbian I'll have you know. Which is amazing considering how homophobic she was when I first met her. Josh fucked me to two really nice orgasms. Then he and Rebecca put on a little show for me. I had always wanted to see Rebecca on her knees with Josh's pole in her butt. She cried at first but she wanted to please me so she kept at it. I kept up a steady rhythm on her clit and a couple of fingers up in her, and that seemed to help. I think she enjoyed herself, I know I did. Rebecca even managed to rim and finger Missy between her own orgasms, which only seemed fair to me." Sabrina came around and knelt between her friends legs. Reaching up under her skirt she caught her fingers in Olivia's underwear and drew them down. Olivia lifted her skirt out of the way and repositioned herself in the chair until her short black curls, and her pale thin slit, were available for Sabrina's attentions. Sabrina rested her cheek on the porcelain smooth skin of Liv's thigh. With her fingernail she slowly poked and prodded her lover's sweet sex. She caught the droplets of girlish cream that collected at the base of Olivia's slit and devoured them like a starving woman. "I wasn't totally greedy you know", Sabrina protested as she blew cool air gently across Olivia's glistening clit. "Josh and Rebecca are still waiting down the hall and you _ know _ that they will want to make love to you just as much as I do. Do you want me to go get them?" Sabrina asked. Before Olivia could answer, Sabrina extended her tongue and began to draw slowly up through the slick petals of Olivia's dewy outer lips. Soon Sabrina's tongue was flicking, circling, searching, stroking, arousing, and her lips were kissing, sucking, and pleasuring her new friend and lover. In a breathy whisper Olivia laid her hands on the head between her legs and pressed Sabrina farther in, saying "No ummmm unnhhh ooo oo oo ungh unnnh mmmmm no maybe later.... maybe later Bree". "You've mmmhhhh been a very good girl today. Oh yes baby lick me! Ummmmmmm sweet. So fucking sweet so.... ummm Oooo Bree!" Mauling her left tit as she continued to quiver with delight from Sabrina's wonderful loving she thought back over the last few weeks and how she and Sabrina had found each other. After she exploded with her orgasm, and Sabrina had licked it all up, she pulled her up into her lap and the two girls snuggled and kissed alternating between passionate Frenching and loving touches and kisses. "I love you Liv" Sabrina whispered into Olivia's ear, letting her tongue leave a moist trail around its rim and hugging her close. She had never meant anything more in her life. "I love you too, sweetheart", Olivia replied sliding her hand into Sabrina's shorts and slowly stroking her clit. She calculated that there was a 84% chance that Sabrina believed her and a 93% chance that she and Sabrina would continue to have sex and include Rebecca and Josh. Optimum time for arranging the move to their new house was 4:10 PM, and she calculated that was just enough time for all the sex she wanted to have. "Honey, you go get Rebecca and Josh, I'll clean off the bed." Olivia said to Sabrina. As Sabrina rose to get their additional playmates, Olivia was very glad that she didn't have to convince Sabrina to do what she wanted. She knew from trying that she couldn't easily. She remembered the events that had led to her trying and smiled as she stripped off her clothes to await her lovers return. To be continued:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: Subject: (rbr) SotX 2/? (Fd mc sh) From: woodsmok@gte.net (MC Woodsmoke) Date: 5 Aug 1997 17:47:13 GMT -------- Disclaimer : Read No Further If You Are Under The Age Of 18 Or If You Are Offended By Graphic Descriptions Of Sexual Activity. All Characters, Situations, And Locations Are Purely Fictional. In the real world there are STD's like AIDS, this is an imaginary world where the activities described here wouldn't be suicidal. Archiving And Reposting Permitted Only If The Complete, Unaltered File, Including This Disclaimer, Is Included. Written 05/97 By MHC. Comments And Suggestions Welcomed. Send Email to woodsmok@gte.net my GTE account is semi permanent. COPYRIGHT ) 1997, MC Woodsmoke All rights reserved. Sisterhood of the X CHAPTER 2 This isn't PMS. I'm dying! "WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG with me??!!" Olivia screamed into the face of the specialist the Health Clinic had called in when her original doctor couldn't help her. "Oh my Lord, my head is going to explode!! Make this pain stop!! Please, oh please make it stop!!" Olivia couldn't stop yelling and she couldn't stop crying and she hated it. She hated the headaches, which had started two weeks before. She hated the piercing pain which struck like an ice pick in her brain for hours and then faded away to nothingness. She hated the not knowing and the uncertainty and most of all she hated the lack of control. Nothing made sense and even the people trying to help her sometimes acted bizzarely. They stood listening and agreeing with everything she said as if they were zombies. Worst of all were the bouts of incredible mental analysis, where her mind sifted and analyzed like some awful super computer on speed, presenting her with probabilities, strategies, solutions, strengths and weaknesses about things she didn't even want to think about. And the pain! She hadn't experienced anything like this pain since she was eleven. Her mother had claimed that those headaches were just a part of womanhood. They'd felt every bit as bad as these though and her entire family had been so relieved when they had suddenly stopped. Now they were back with a vengeance and refusing to go away. * Oh God what if I have some kind of brain cancer or tumor! I don't want to die! * Dr. Brian Douglas, had 20 years neurological experience, but had no idea what to make of the poor young girl moaning and crying on his examination table. He had tried every test, including finally, a CAT scan to determine the cause of these headaches with no luck. Drugs didn't seem to help. In fact no treatments he'd tried seemed to have any affect. The school administration was starting to give him headaches about the entire problem. What Miss Yuan didn't know was that another girl had suffered through almost the exact same symptoms that she currently had. That girl, Sabrina Killabrough, had finally been cured, three weeks ago. At least the headaches had stopped. The cause of her illness, remained a mystery. He had reviewed both the girls files, trying to find some similarity. Sabrina Killabrough, 19 years old, born in Bridgeport CT, 5'6", 112 lb., 35A-23-36, One living relative mother, Caucasian, pale complexion, long black hair, violet eyes, normal 20/20 vision. No unusual medical anomalies or childhood illnesses. No prior history of migraines, other than a bout of severe headaches right around the time she achieved menarche, which was not unusual. No unusual changes in environment that he could discern. Normal menstrual cycle. Normal diet. The blood workup revealed nothing. Other than headaches that had left her in agonized torture, she was a healthy young woman. Olivia Yuan, 19 years old, born in Fort Walton Beach FL, 5'4" 108 lb. 33B-22-34, Raised by grandparents, Asian American, Short white hair with black streaks, gray eyes, normal 20/20 vision. Again there were no discernible current medical problems or past illnesses that could be causing her excruciating headaches. Only a minor migraine history at age eleven, which had resolved itself without treatment. Normal menstrual cycle. Normal diet. Blood workup revealed nothing here either. Olivia lived in one dorm and Sabrina in another. They ate at separate dining facilities. They didn't have common friends, teachers, classes, or interests as far as Dr. Douglas could find. The Chancellor worried that there could be a lawsuit. If some toxic substance, somewhere on campus, was the cause of these girls illness than the college could be sued for millions. Unfortunately Dr. Douglas was just as confused now as he had been the first time Sabrina Killabrough's case had been referred to him by an intern sure that she was suffering some severe form of PMS. That was just about the only thing he was sure it wasn't. The only thing that the girls seemed to have in common was; age, sex, intelligence, and personality type. In his interviews with both girls he had found them to be type A driven personalities, and whether they meant to be or not; he had ascertained from stories they told that both girls were quite manipulative of their families, friends and classmates. In simplest terms they were passionate about control, of both themselves and others. When Olivia seemed to reach a lull between attacks, Dr. Douglas quickly called his nurse-secretary. A few moments later Ms. Killabrough knocked and entered the room. "Good afternoon Ms. Killabrough, Thank you for coming. I wanted to introduce you to another of my patients. This is Olivia Yuan, she's also a student here at BC, and she seems to be suffering from the same undiagnosable illness that you had. Olivia this is Sabrina Killabrough." he said. Blowing her nose and trying to hide the fact that she had so recently been crying, Olivia said, "How do you do. Nice to meet you" making all the appropriate noises. She didn't really look at Sabrina. All she wanted was some help to make the pain go away. She was a bit angry that Dr. Douglas had let this girl see her like this. Who cared if Sabrina had been sick too? She wasn't sick anymore! Why didn't he stop wasting her time and find out what had cured, this Killabrough girl, so he could give her the same thing and make her better? Sabrina's face reflected the fact that she knew what Olivia was going through and that she sympathized. She also had her own reasons for coming down here today. When the Dr. had called to say there was another girl with symptoms like hers she had taken immediate interest. She had been changed since her headaches had stopped. She would never reveal any of this to Dr. Douglas but she strongly suspected that she was a mutant and that her headaches had been the pre-cursor to her powers full activation. Her belief was that her powers had tried to manifest when she was twelve but she had somehow mentally blocked them. Those mental blocks had finally given out this year when the headaches had returned. Her mutant powers had apparently needed to manifest and once she gave in to what was happening the headaches stopped and the fun had begun. She thought about using those powers now on Dr. Douglas and Olivia, but decided to talk with the girl first. * God she is so pretty! * Sabrina thought. That was another thing about herself that she had failed to mention to the good doctor. Her sexual orientation leaned strongly towards young women, with a dash of desire for manipulable young boys for spice. He didn't need to know that Sabrina liked sex a lot, and spent a great deal of her time in bed with her partner of the moment. Reaching out to the girl, Sabrina took Olivia's hand and held it in hers. She had planned to say something about [Hi, my friends call me Bree... don't worry, I know it's awful but I got better and so will you], but never got the chance. Electricity seemed to be shooting directly from Olivia's hand into hers and from there directly into her heart. Then Olivia turned her head and looked at up at her, peering through her salt and pepper bangs. Their eyes met...., held..... and a million unspoken feelings were sent and received in a single heartbeat. Both girls felt like they were trapped in a clichi about Love at first sight, but the feelings coursing through them were real and undeniable. Olivia didn't know what this sweet looking girl was thinking but she knew her response. She was in love! Which for her, with her normally self centered attitude towards all others, was an amazing occurrence. Olivia had also managed to mislead the doctor into thinking she was Hetero. It wasn't hard to do, she maintained the fiction of boyfriends for appearances. What they didn't know, was that she was just using them. She had never truly loved a boy or man, although she had made love to quite a number of them, to get things she wanted and for pleasure. Four women though, had caught her fancy, her sexual interest and eventually her heart for a short period. She found those relationships to be infinitely more satisfying than anything she had ever experienced with a male. Sabrina was shaken to the core of her being. With everything else that was happening to her she had to wonder if she wanted to get involved with a new sweetheart. The slow gentle smile that was playing across Olivia's lips erased all her doubts. She re-embraced her concept of self. She adjusted it to include this new love for Olivia. She was happy to see that the mental image she had of her self, that seemed to be the basis of her powers, was improved by the addition. * They definitely needed some privacy for the things, that Sabrina wanted to say to Olivia. * Creating a mental picture of her inner self, Sabrina gathered it like a ghostly statue in her mental fingers and then flicked it at Dr. Douglas. The statue seemed to move from her mind and expand like a cloud of spider silk settling invisibly over the doctor's body. As the template settled into the doctor's mind, Sabrina got the usual scan of his thoughts, recent memories, feelings, beliefs and desires. The good doctor was worried that Olivia and Sabrina were going to sue the school. * hmmm *. He was genuinely concerned about the welfare of both young women. He had been unfaithful to his wife on two occasions while at medical conventions with a female colleague, he loved the oral sex they enjoyed. This was her mutant ability. Dr. Douglas was no longer the man he had been. Looking into Sabrina's eyes he smiled and decided to leave the room and make sure that she was not disturbed. She should talk to Olivia alone. His presence was not necessary and if Sabrina needed him she would call. Brian's own desires and thoughts seemed to be buried under a new personality, Sabrina's personality, Sabrina's needs, Sabrina's beliefs and especially Sabrina's desires. Dr. Douglas could see that Olivia was confused when he asked Sabrina if he could be excused. But he was thinking like Sabrina so he knew to keep his mouth shut and try to act like nothing abnormal was going on. Looking at Olivia as he left, the doctor was incredibly aroused by the young woman, just as Sabrina was. Intuitively the Dr. knew that he would obey and help Sabrina in any way he could. After all, in a way he was Sabrina, and Sabrina really liked being served, obeyed and catered to. Sabrina had admired the nurse working in Dr. Douglas's office as she entered, so Brian left the room to make a pass at the woman, just as Sabrina would have if she'd had the time. He would be circumspect though. No one must suspect that there was any difference in Dr. Douglas. Sabrina knew this so Dr. Douglas also believed it and would act on that belief. It had been three weeks since Sabrina discovered by accident what she could do by concentrating on her self, and sending that self image to someone else. Sabrina had been templating people around her ever since. She had always been manipulative. Now she could manipulate almost anyone in her vicinity and those templates wanted to do whatever she wanted to have done for or to her. She hadn't slept alone since the day that her study partner put down her books and offered out of the blue to have sex with her, just like Sabrina had been fantasizing she would. Sabrina had stood in wonder watching a cloudy thing leave her and enter Bobbi-Sue's body. After a wild sexual freefall where Bobbi-Sue did all her favorite things to her; she had questioned the girl enough to determine that Bobbi now thought and felt just as Sabrina did about everything. With a happy smile Bobbi-Sue talked about her lesbian desires even though Sabrina knew that the girl had never had a Homo-erotic thought in her life before that day. Bobbi-Sue's personality had been replaced with an amalgam personality that was Sabrina's beliefs and desires, smothering any thought of Bobbi-Sue's that didn't agree with Sabrina's wants and needs. Her templates seemed to last for twenty-four hours unless the templated person had a very strong will or self image. She could always re-template. She had templated, Missy, her rich stuck up bitch of a homophobic roommate so many times that she was beginning to see permanent changes in her untemplated thinking patterns. Her power had two other beneficial side effects. One; she got a quick and dirty mental scan of her subjects when she templated them. Sometimes she learned interesting information from the scans. Two; when her subjects recovered from being templated their memories of what they had done became hazy. They seemed to feel compelled to justify any strange behavior they did remember as having been caused by their own beliefs, desires and needs. Now that they were alone Sabrina tried to decide how she could broach the subject of mutancy to Olivia. Pulling the doctor's stool over she took Olivia's hand again and looked into her eyes. Her light gray eyes. Her gorgeous gray eyes with the bangs of her short silky white and black hair, acting like a soft screen between them. Her pale skin and her sweet lips and her eyes and her tiny nose and her hair and ............. Sabrina's pulse doubled. Her body broke out in goose flesh and a shivery thrill seemed to shake her all over. Her breath seemed to catch somewhere in her lungs and she couldn't breath. She couldn't think. Olivia was just as transfixed. As soon as Sabrina's fingers had lightly touched her own, her heart had clutched in her chest with a painful intensity. Her breathing was erratic and short. Her eyes couldn't seem to settle on what part of Sabrina she liked best. Her sweet smile. Her tiny body with its teenagers curves. Her pale complexion. Her soft shiny black hair. Her exotic violet eyes. Olivia was hard pressed to not reach forward and do something. Stroke her hair. Stroke her soft cheek. Hug her tightly. Kiss her trembling lips. Stroke her back and whisper all the crazy thoughts running through her head into her ear. Feel their bodies pressed close together, their hearts beating as one. * God this is so CORNY * she thought, but it was exactly what she wanted to do! "Olivia!" Sabrina said with confusion and desire. "Sabrina!" Olivia replied with the same passion. Olivia leaned down and Sabrina sat forward. Their heads turned, their eyes closed and their lips met. Warm breath and passion so thick it was almost palpable moved back and forth between the two young women. Their first kiss was a moment. It was a lifetime. It was a spark that exploded in their senses like a wildfire that leaves nothing in its path. It was a slow building feeling of completeness that seemed it would be as eternal as the mantle of stars in the sky. It shook their world's to the core. It confused the hell out of both of them! Olivia's hand came up to run through Sabrina's hair and then rested at the base of her neck. At the same time, Sabrina's fingers gripped and began to stroke each of Olivia's arms. Each was a move to stop the kiss, the moment, from ending. At the same time they both felt with a certainty that they had never felt before that this was a beginning. A beginning that was the precursor to a relationship the likes of which neither of them had ever experienced. Standing and coming into each others arms they hugged and listened to the excited sighs they were sounding in each others ears. "Oh Olivia ..... It's never been like this .....I know how that sounds but..." Sabrina began. "Call me Liv. For me to....Always I've tried to control and .....but this?!! ". Olivia continued the thought with a shaky sigh. "Exactly, Liv..... but this. This is something new. I feel so much...." Sabrina started. "Oh me too! Thank you! Thank you so much for coming down today.". Real tears formed in Olivia's eyes as she contemplated the horror of not having this young woman, whom she feared and thrilled to think she loved, in her arms. Before another sweet word could be exchanged though, Olivia's attack returned. Clutching Sabrina to her as the pain grew and stabbed to the center of her mind, Olivia wailed with the return of the pain. Falling to the floor and kneeling with her head in her hands, she cried piteously bringing fresh tears to Sabrina's eyes as she hugged and rocked her new girlfriend. "Olivia, Liv, you have to listen to me. Listen! Tell me what's going on. What do you feel, what is going on inside? Your fighting it just like I did. You have to figure out what your body and mind are trying to tell you and go with it. Stop fighting!!!" Sabrina was nearly yelling in Olivia's ear to be heard over the sound of her cries. "I can't! It hurts so much! I can't stop thinking. My mind is on fire. It's like I'm analyzing all the facts and information I've ever heard and coming up with infinite answers for every problem I've every thought of. You've got to help me! Someone's got to help me!!" she wailed. Like a switch had been thrown, Olivia looked at Sabrina with eerie intensity and began speaking very quickly and precisely. Even as she winced with the pain and tears ran down her face, she presented rapid fire arguments for why Sabrina should help her and make her feel better. Her words exploded like a stream from her mouth. The more she talked and concentrated on making Sabrina do what she wanted the less her head hurt. Listening to Olivia, Sabrina felt strange. Olivia's voice was so compelling, so soothing. Her arguments made so much sense. Sabrina could feel herself nodding in agreement even though she had totally lost track of what Olivia was actually saying. Inside her though some part of her began to fight back. * She's hypnotizing me, she's controlling me with her voice * Sabrina's mutant power kicked in and threw off the affects of Olivia's voice. Sabrina's mutant power was at it's core a super developed sense of self. Any attempt by an outside force to affect that self image would be resisted by her power. Olivia finally wound down as the current attack on her mind lessened, decreased and then passed. ".... and it is obvious that as the person chosen by.. by Doctor.....??? What was I talking about? Sabrina, I must be going crazy. I'm sitting here babbling like a fool and I don't even know why." she said leaning into Sabrina's warm comforting embrace. "I think I do Love, ....I think I do" Sabrina replied with a sigh. Steeling herself she organized her thoughts. * How do I tell her she is a mutant? * There was nothing to do but do it. Stroking Olivia's white black hair Sabrina began. "By the way, my friends call me Bree. Ummm Well.. I have to tell you first that I think I know what is causing your headaches. You have been suppressing an ability, just like I did. Suppressing it, is causing the pain. You have to resolve yourself to it happening. That's what I did. When I stopped fighting, the ability I had been suppressing was released and I've been able to use it ever since.". [Sniffle] "What ability? I don't know what I'm doing. How do I stop doing something, if I'm not consciously doing it?" Olivia pouted. "I know it's scary Liv, but the facts are all there. If you just think about it for a minute you'll see what I'm talking about. You have bouts of intense pain. Your mind acts like a super analytic computer. You start arguing, with complex arguments. If I'm right you've probably noticed that people seem really agreeable to your arguments. In fact they seem to want to do whatever you ask them, isn't that right?" Sabrina asked. "How did you know about......?" Olivia started to say and then a look of intense concentration passed across her face. She analyzed everything Sabrina had said and implied. Analyzed it, and all other relevant facts, at speeds and to a degree she would never have believed possible. Numbers representing probabilities twisted and snaked through her mind. Those numbers should have been meaningless, but somehow to Liv they now made a strange beautiful kind of sense. * Analysis complete: Probability approaches unity *. Looking into Sabrina's eyes, Olivia took a deep breath and tried to accept what she now knew. "I'm a mutant" she nearly whispered. "So am I" Sabrina reassured her with a quirky smile. Sabrina's fear that Olivia would now reject her, were relieved when Olivia tilted her head and placed a loving and delicate kiss on her lips. "I think I love you, Bree." Olivia stuttered and then seemed to want to say a million other things but couldn't. "That's fine,.... I think I love you too" Sabrina smiled, hugging Olivia's body to her own. She tried to comfort her, as shivers of fear and confusion traveled across the slightly smaller girls frame. "I don't know what you can do for sure, but I have some ideas. You seem to be able to hypnotize and convince with your voice. On top of that are these bouts of analysis. In some way your mind seems to act like a super problem analyzer, telling you what decisions to make to get what you want. That probably helps you tailor your verbal arguments to better convince the person your talking to. You are a super convincer and analyst! I bet you anything that once you get a handle on this that you'll be able to make any one you talk to, do whatever you want" Sabrina said with a conspiratorial grin. "Well..... that might be nice." Olivia said hesitantly, "but, it's not really fair, is it? Besides it doesn't even work. I just tried to 'convince' you to do anything to help me feel better and you didn't get hypnotized or blindly obey me". Sabrina could hear the tone in Olivia's voice. Olivia was willing to accept that she might be able to control and manipulate people's actions, but she didn't like thought that Sabrina was immune. * She's a lot like me, we both like to control things, and we don't like being thwarted by anything or anyone. * "Your power probably didn't work on me because it conflicted with my power" Sabrina said. She proceeded to describe her ability to template others and make them obedient versions of herself. She explained how her self image was resistant to change, which was why she had been able to resist Olivia's convincing. "That's what I did to Dr. Douglas. Until I withdraw my template or it fades, he will think, believe and want for me, everything that I want. What we need is someone to test out your power on. The real question though, is do you want your power? If you continue to fight it, you may be able to suppress it again, but it's going to hurt. What do you want to do?" Sabrina asked in a concerned voice. Olivia got up off the floor where she had been curled. Reaching down she helped Sabrina to her feet. "I don't think I have much of a choice". she said. "I can almost feel when an answer to a problem is correct now. The only answer that works is to accept what I am and learn to develop and strengthen it" with a smile and a bit of a resigned sigh, Olivia let Sabrina know that she was going to try. Sabrina was so happy! She grabbed Olivia and began raining kisses all over her face. Both girls become very excited. Their breathing became erratic. Sabrina's fingers were soon clutching Olivia's ass, kneading and massaging. Olivia was running one hand up and down Sabrina's back while the other gently caressed her breasts. "Ummm oh yes you have got me so fucking hot.... you can examine my tits anytime Dr. Yuan" she said with a giggle. "Ooooo that gives me an idea". "Here's a way for you to test your power to 'convince'. I'll get Dr. Douglas to send Nurse Trish in here. You've probably seen her. The brunette with the whopper chest. When she comes in I want you to convince her to show us how to do a breast cancer exam. On her BARE breasts. If that works you can see how far you can push her. Maybe you can convince her that she's a lesbian and that she wants to seduce us. If you have any trouble, I'll template her and we'll try something else." Sabrina said with a wicked little smile playing about her lips. Olivia thought of Nurse Trish acting like her obedient slave and she smiled and raised her eyebrow at Olivia. The unspoken comment was * She seems to think just like me. If she is as kinky and sexual active as I think she is, we are going to have a VERY good time together. Between her power and mine no one will be able to deny us. * Sabrina liked the fact that Olivia seemed open to group sex as it was now one of her fondest activities. She didn't want to shock her new girlfriend with her perverted sexual desires. She hoped that Olivia would be as open as she had become to using her powers to manipulate others. "Are you ready to try this, Liv?" Sabrina asked. With a smile and a gleam Olivia said, "Lets do it!" Nurse Trish tried to understand. What was this girl saying? She tried to look away from the intense young women, and found she couldn't. She listened to her words instead. Her words were so calming, so reassuring, made so much sense. Dr. Douglas had asked her to come here and answer any questions the girls had. She hadn't been able to say much of anything since entering the room. The pretty girl with the strange white and black hair had started talking to her almost as soon as she'd closed the door. For three minutes or more she had been standing and listening to the girl's words. "Breast exam ???? You want me to ... I can't .... Well yes that's true.... Yes. Yes. Well.... Yes"..... More and more words seemed to pour out of the intense young woman's mouth and the more Trish heard the more she agreed with those words. "You're right. Yes. I agree. Here let me show you." Trish said as she happily unbuttoned the top of her uniform. Without a care, she then removed her bra to give a better view to both of the girls. Both of the girls were very attentive as she began to palpitate and examine her breast in the standard manner. She smiled with pride as she told the girls everything she was doing and how and when they should perform the exam on their own breasts. Olivia was elated. The big breasted brunette, was doing exactly what she had been told to do. She had felt the occasional mental twinge but on the whole it had been almost a sensual relief to use her power. She could sense that Sabrina was just as thrilled as she was at how easily she had 'convinced' the woman to bare her fat tits before them. Every time Olivia had concentrated and let the words flow from her mouth she had felt an odd twisting in her mind. The glassy, docile way that Trish had responded to her words had been very exciting. It made Olivia incredibly horny. It had been fun, pounding away at the woman's resistance with her voice and arguments. It had almost been too easy! "And that is how you should perform your own examines" Trish said. She started to reach for her bra. She had agreed to this exam demonstration before the two girls, but of course it wouldn't be appropriate for her to remain nude before them for any other reason. She was glad though that Olivia had helped her to see why it was fine for her to do it this one time. Sabrina gripped Olivia's arm and gave her a meaningful glance. Olivia agreed to see what she could do. She began speaking quickly before the woman could cover her chest. "Thank you Nurse Trish. That was very informative. It was easy and you feel no guilt or worry for what you did. There is no reason why you should. You don't need to think about this or mention it to anyone ever again. Sabrina and I have some other questions for you. Questions about sexuality; about what is right and wrong. For instance; have you ever considered having a homosexual relationship? Let me tell you what I think about girl girl relationships and then you can help me understand any thing I don't understand." Olivia said. Capturing the Nurse's eyes like a snake mesmerizing a bird she let her power flow into her voice again and started speaking in a soft relaxing voice even as her mind analyzed every blink or shudder the woman made and helped her create the perfect argument to convince her to think as Olivia wanted. Sabrina watched in wonder as Olivia quickly told the confused looking older woman all about how wonderful being a lesbian or at least Bi-sexual was. Trish was quickly nodding her head in agreement. The bra she had been trying to pick up dropped from her hand and was ignored. Sabrina could see the progress as Trish was 'convinced'. At first Trish just stared and nodded. Then her breathing quickened and she seemed to be looking at both Sabrina and Olivia, not as patients, but as desirable female companions. Her nipples became erect and she wet her lips repeatedly as Olivia convinced her that she had always wanted to have intimate sexual relationships with women. Her body language was soon changing too. Olivia convinced her to be more sexually aggressive. Trish pushed her uniform down and off. Olivia convinced her that she wanted to seduce the two younger women. Trish's eyes began to smolder with lust, as she began twisting and rolling her own nipples. Before Olivia finished both girls could see that Trish was totally convinced. A wet stain had appeared at her crotch and was visible through both her panties and nylons. Olivia felt a sweat break out on her own forehead. She decided to wrap it up. "There is no argument. You feel and think just what I have described to you. You will never feel the need to question these thoughts and beliefs. You know now that everything I have said is true and that you will always behave as I have helped you to understand you should". Olivia stopped speaking. The nearly naked nurse, blinked a number of times. Stepping out of her shoes, Trish suggestively caught both Sabrina's and Olivia's eyes as she stripped the rest of her clothes off her body. "Girls I think it's important that I give you both an oral examination" she said. She aggressively stepped up to Olivia and began kissing and licking the younger woman's lips and face. Her hands were quickly under Olivia's skirt and with a deft yank she had the girls panties down and her fingers into her pussy. As Trish was positioning Olivia's willing body on the examination table, Sabrina went to the door. She groaned inwardly in horny anticipation as she heard the sound of Trish's lips making slurping wet contact with Olivia's drenched sex. "Dr. Douglas could you come in here a minute?" she asked. A few minutes later the scene was complete. Sabrina and Olivia were sitting at opposite ends of the examination table. Leaning back and spreading there legs their faces met in the middle where they could kiss and moan into each others mouths. Each girl had an eager tongue working at their dripping cunts. Trish knelt happily between Olivia's thighs lovingly licking and drinking the sweet cream that dripped from the first of many pussies she hoped to lick and suck. Flicking her tongue lightly over Olivia's clit, Trish was delighted with the many new decisions she had made. Reaching between her legs she began to furiously stroke two fingers in and out of her hole. She orgasmed as she felt her lesbian lover vibrate with the joy of her own release. The good Dr. was just as eagerly trying to please Sabrina. He seemed to know just how she wanted it. He couldn't conceive of any reason not to do his best to bring her to multiple orgasms and serve her in any way she wished. He was sure that Sabrina would want his cock too. It was very likely that she would want to see him fuck nurse Trish also. If that was what Sabrina wanted, then that is what he wanted. Trish had been worried at first when the Dr. had walked in and seen her happily licking and sucking his patients cunt. Just a few words from Olivia had made her understand that it was perfectly fine. Olivia had said that from now own she would be Dr. Douglas's private nurse. Fucking him and his female patients whenever Olivia or Sabrina directed. "Ohhh fuck!! Unnnh unnhhhh aiaiieeeeee!!" Sabrina wailed into Olivia's panting mouth as she tried to lick and suck her lovers tongue. Almost as one they thought, * We are going to have a lot of fun! *. And they were right! To be continued:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: Subject: (rbr) SotX 3/? (Fd mc sh) From: woodsmok@gte.net (MC Woodsmoke) Date: 5 Aug 1997 17:47:42 GMT -------- Disclaimer : Read No Further If You Are Under The Age Of 18 Or If You Are Offended By Graphic Descriptions Of Sexual Activity. All Characters, Situations, And Locations Are Purely Fictional. In the real world there are STD's like AIDS, this is an imaginary world where the activities described here wouldn't be suicidal. Archiving And Reposting Permitted Only If The Complete, Unaltered File, Including This Disclaimer, Is Included. Written 05/97 By MHC. Comments And Suggestions Welcomed. Send Email to woodsmok@gte.net my GTE account is semi permanent. COPYRIGHT ? 1997, MC Woodsmoke All rights reserved. Sisterhood of the X CHAPTER 3 Search for lost lambs " FLIGHT 482 FOR DENVER, WILL BE LOADING IN FIVE MINUTES. WILL ALL FIRST CLASS PASSENGERS PLEASE COME TO THE DESK AT THIS TIME?" the young woman on the P.A. system announced. Olivia glanced at the two First Class tickets she held. The older couple that she had convinced to hand them over had already left the terminal. They didn't want to visit their grandchildren anymore. The poor girl with the sweet voice had needed them worse than they did. Now the Flight Attendant she had talked to was dealing with the other five first class passengers. It was unfortunate she was saying but there was a problem in First Class on this flight and they would have to reschedule. Olivia was pleased that the young blonde woman seemed to be quietly and competently handling the distressed complaints of the passengers. "So do we get First Class to ourselves?" Sabrina asked as she walked up to hand Olivia her Starbuck's coffee. From behind the desk the young flight attendant caught Olivia's eyes and gave her a quick nod. "Looks like it." Olivia said with a smile. She wanted to keep what she and Sabrina were doing as quiet as possible. She didn't want anyone remembering their faces or how or where they had traveled. The young woman Olivia had convinced would make sure that no computer record or Olivia and Sabrina's flight existed. The airline would never know that George and Lois Grant hadn't gotten on this flight. Olivia patted the powerful laptop computer she had loaded her personal files on. Since the activation of her powers, she had learned the weaknesses and strengths of computers and electronic information. She had exploited those weaknesses to find the information she wanted. It helped that after studying any network or computer system, that she intuitively knew how best to hack into it. Often the weakest link in computer security were the people that used them. For Olivia this meant that with a little research and a phone call she could convince an NSA computer security administrator, for instance, to give her all the master accounts and passwords she needed to ransack their system. Once the other passengers had been loaded, Sabrina and Olivia walked aboard. Suzy, the flight attendant Olivia had convinced to help assure their privacy, closed the curtain separating the back of the plane from the first class section and then came over to Olivia. She was convinced that Olivia and Sabrina were very important people and she would do anything she could to insure they had a pleasant flight. Leaning towards Olivia she asked "Is there anything I can get you? Wine, bottled water, a mixed drink, something to eat?" Sabrina reached up and ran her fingertips along the back of the young flight attendant's hand. With a sexy smile she said "You look good. Are you on the menu?". Olivia smirked, then she questioned Suzy about the first class stewards and flight crew. Sabrina kept her ears open and an eye on Olivia. With a slight inclination of her head, Olivia indicated to Sabrina that she go make temporary acquaintance with the other two stewardesses. Sabrina was quickly back with the two smiling women. "Do you want Suzy to join Karen and Cheryl?" she asked Olivia. "I gave the copilot the treatment too. He's young and he's got a cute butt. He'll be back to check on us later". "Suzy listen to me for a minute" Olivia said to the pretty blonde as the other two women looked on expectantly. Suzy was confused. Why were Karen and Cheryl acting so strangely. This pale, black haired girl with Olivia, seemed to have done something to them. Before she could become too concerned about it, Olivia started explaining things to her. In just a few minutes she was nodding her head in agreement to the white and black haired little beauties comments. Olivia's words were so calming. So relaxing. They seemed to wash all the concerns and questions right out of her head. * It all made much more sense now. She and Karen and Cheryl, and maybe later Christopher should cater to any and all of these two ladies desires. * She smiled with happiness and felt the first sexual stirrings of lust inside herself for both of the girls. Olivia was right she was a horny little vixen and she couldn't wait to sexually serve both of the girls. It would be very enjoyable behaving like a wanton lesbian slut, or however the girls requested. It seemed strange that she hadn't understood these things before Olivia had explained them to her and convinced her of their importance. Sabrina had implanted her templates into Karen, Cheryl and the copilot with no particular ideas in mind for using them. It was just easier to template someone that might make their lives difficult by asking too many questions. When they had reached a cruising altitude and been served their meals Sabrina still hadn't done much with her stewardesses other than have them serve her food, rub her shoulders and allow her the occasional feel of a thigh or breast. She was a little jittery about Olivia's plans and she hoped she could get more answers out of her sometimes distracted lover and partner now that they were actually putting her plans into action. "Darling why did you pick the subject in Boulder to find first? Is he or she special in some way?" Sabrina asked. She scooted up to Olivia's side and watched her manipulating a complex six dimensional matrix of numbers representing options and probabilities. Accepting a glass of wine from the ever eager Suzy, Olivia closed down her laptop and turned to address the concerns that she had correctly predicted Sabrina would be feeling, at this point. "I know your having to take this on faith, Love, but I do have a plan." Olivia sighed tiredly. "After getting on line and studying as much information as I could find on the current mutant/human relationship in the world today, I was able to make some predictions regarding our futures, and they weren't very pleasant. If we stayed by ourselves and used our powers we would be discovered by hostile government agents or dangerous mutants within a year. Probabilities were high that we would end up dissected, slaves, or dead. If we tried to hide and not use our powers, I saw that we would almost immediately break up and go our separate ways. That lead to us in hostile hands again within ten months. Our only real option is to find other mutants like us and form a team of such strength and loyalty that we would be too dangerous to mess with." "Do you need anything else?" Cheryl interrupted. Her mind was full of lusty sexual things she could do to Sabrina. She had never even kissed a women before but her desires were now telling her in no uncertain terms that she would really enjoy licking pussy. She got a hot delicious feeling in her cunny every time she imagined herself lapping up the cream in Sabrina's cunt. * She would do anything for Sabrina, or Olivia. She loved them both! * "Look Cheryl were busy here." Sabrina snapped "Go sit over there with Karen and amuse each other". Sabrina barely glanced over as the two middle aged stewardesses immediately went and sat down. She hadn't given the women any clear directive but she wasn't surprised when they began to make out. It's what she would have done if she were them.... and in a way she was. "Okay I understand why we need to protect ourselves, but why not just convince some high mucky muck in the government to be our guardian. If that doesn't work than how about hooking up with some Gazillionaire and convincing him to adopt us." Sabrina was a little uncomfortable with Olivia's desire to bring others into what had been their exclusive little family. "You'll have to trust that I've applied my power to this problem Love. My analytic powers have let me reject billions of scenarios that were short term solutions. We are both powerful mutants, but on the grand scale of things, we wouldn't give some of the evil meta-humans or anti-mutant hate groups out there any problem if they were determined to take us out. Our greatest danger is being perceived as an easily eliminated threat to someone else's plans. The best way I can see to change that perception is to build a mutant team like the X-Men. With your powers and mine, I think we can quickly build a team of mutants that even the most suicidal yahoo's out there would think twice about taking on." "I've been feeding the elephant, so to speak, for the last two months. The more information I have, the better my analytic powers work. That's why I used so much of our money to build the computer center in the house back on campus. I've been discreetly hacking into computer systems around the world. Learning about groups like Hydra, AIM, the Avengers, SHIELD, The Hellfire Club, The X-Men, Friends of Humanity, and all the hate groups around the world that are interested in controlling or eliminating mutants like us. I trust the conclusions I've reached." Olivia spoke with some hesitation. She really hoped that Sabrina believed her. She had been working very hard to protect them both. Reaching forward with one hand Sabrina cupped Olivia's chin and pulled her down into a long soulful kiss. As usual Sabrina's breath quickened, and her pulse raced as she reacted both romantically and sexually to Olivia's sexy dominating aura. She regretted her doubtful questions now and tried to convey her love and trust to Olivia with her kisses. "I'm sorry Liv Hon. I'm just a little jumpy about this trip. We don't know that much about these people were looking for other than what you've dug up from the computers and what your P.I.'s have reported to you. This could be dangerous.... and well... I love you and I don't want to see you hurt." Olivia's heart melted a bit and she hugged Sabrina's slim body to her own. She had to remember that Sabrina didn't have her analytic abilities that constantly seemed to tell her what was the best path to take. "I'm relatively sure that between the two of us we should be able to handle any single mutant. We don't even know for sure that the people I've chosen to pursue are mutants or that their powers will be useful. My plan calls for us to find other mutants that have offensive or defensive powers as powerful or more powerful than our own. The best option was to find either mutants that have been hiding their abilities or mutants that don't know about their powers. Since I don't have some magic analyzer that will let me ID mutants; I've had to depend on data searches, detective work and analysis. I've been using complex computer search programs for weeks to find and analyze personal medical records, insurance claims, and secret government and police reports that might contain clues to hiding Alpha class mutants like us. When I showed a 70% chance or higher that some individual was a hiding mutant; I convinced a local police officer or private investigator to do some on-hand detective work for me. The people we will be visiting are the best possibilities out of that group. I've actually got twenty-eight possibilities and I hope that out of that group we'll find five or six individuals that are useful and willing to join us." "Will we use our powers to force them, if necessary?" Sabrina asked as she glanced over at the two stewardesses still French kissing and stroking each others breasts. "If necessary." Olivia responded a little sadly. "I don't mind." Sabrina admitted with a small voice. "I guess I should feel guilty for how I use people with my powers, but I just don't. They are a part of me. I like controlling things, it makes me feel all horny and powerful and I don't know how I could stop now that I've been doing it so long." Sabrina said her eyes pleading with Olivia for understanding. "I know what you mean about the guilt." Olivia replied "Sometimes I step back and think I must be a totally evil bitch for how I use my power to enslave people that can't fight back. But it's who I am and what I can do. I refuse to cut off my tongue and shut down my mind. I'm the way I am. I just want to be happy and protect us both. We aren't killing people. In the long run, most of people we affect will go right back to the way they were, never really remembering that anything has happened to them. I guess we will both have to learn to live with ourselves Love." Leaning over and hugging Sabrina, her front to Sabrina's back, she kissed her on the neck. She rested her arm across Sabrina's chest as they both watched the two women kissing with wild abandon. The door to the flight deck quickly opened and closed. Sabrina was ready to Template if it turned out to be the Pilot or Navigator. She smiled when she recognized the sandy haired young copilot in his black airline uniform and cap. He had a handsome face, wavy brown hair and a good looking smile. She still fondly remembered his tight looking butt. "Look Olivia I think they've sent us the entertainment portion of our flight. Christopher smiled in agreement as he removed his coat and laid it across one of the seats. He wanted very much to please Sabrina and Olivia. He hardly even glanced at Karen and Cheryl. He didn't find it strange at all that they were locked in a lesbian embrace or that Cheryl was plunging two fingers into Karen's sex. It seemed obvious to him that they were behaving correctly. It was clear from the moist smoky look in Sabrina's eyes that she was enjoying the show, and after all, that was Karen, Cheryl, and his job as he understood it. His mind just seemed to be totally in tune with thoughts of things he could do to please Sabrina. As Christopher came to stand before the seated Sabrina and Olivia, Suzy took up a position behind and to his left in case she was needed. She was glad that Olivia had explained her duties to her. She would happily and lustily do whatever she was told. That was her duty and privilege. "I can do many things I hope would please you Sabrina" Christopher said and smiled. "Would you like me to strip? I could make love to you. I could eat you or fuck you. I could make love to Olivia, Suzy, Karen or Cheryl for your enjoyment. If there is anything you desire please tell me." "You just stand there for a second studly and keep quiet." Sabrina instructed the man who's own personality was squashed under her implanted beliefs and desires. "Suzy honey would you like to make love to Chris here?" Sabrina asked. "Whatever would make you happy. Should I undress here?" Suzy asked in an eagerly obedient manner. "No dear. I meant if you had the chance and you had never met Olivia or I would you have enjoyed having a little sexual fling with Chris here, assuming the circumstances had presented themselves?" Sabrina asked. "Well.... I .... ". Suzy was confused. She didn't know what answer to give that would please Olivia and Sabrina. Deciding that she had to be totally honest she examined her own feelings and responded. "Yes. I would have enjoyed that. He's really handsome and he's always been sweet to me. We've just never gotten past the coworker barrier thing." she said. "I'm sort of intimidated by big strong men like him though." "Well you just consider yourself well and firmly past all barriers and intimidation. Chris is going to stand here and do whatever you want him to. He and I want you to feel free to do anything to him or with him that you would like." Sabrina encouraged the young blonde. She wanted to see how much she could get Suzy to participate. "Thank you Sabrina, thank you Olivia." Suzy responded, unsure what she should do. "What would you like first dear? A kiss, a hug, maybe a little back rub?" Sabrina prompted. "No... that stuffs too.... well romantic. I think it would be sexier to treat him like a piece of meat. The same way I get treated by the passengers and crew sometimes.". Olivia grinned at Sabrina and stroked her lovers neck. "I think you've created a monster there Dr. Killabrough." she whispered into her ear. Olivia interrupted Cheryl and Karen just long enough to have them show her how to operate the in plane intercom. The passengers and stewardesses in the back heard Olivia's voice begin to make an announcement. They were all quickly entranced by her beautiful voice. Within minutes each of them had been convinced to ignore any strange noises from First Class. In fact they would ignore First Class all together and forget that they had heard this announcement. As she racked the microphone, she gave Sabrina the thumbs up. She gave both Karen and Cheryl each a passionate kiss and then sent the two older women back to their lesbian makeout session. "Now Suzy what would you like to do first?" Sabrina asked. "We want you to feel totally free to explore your wildest fantasies". It was turning Sabrina on to think of the young strawberry blonde stewardess taking on the aggressive sexual role. "Olivia will you make sure that Chris understands what he is to do?" Sabrina asked. Olivia walked over to the obviously eager and willing young man. From the tenting of his pants she could tell that he was already reacting positively to Sabrina's template. Just like her sweet lover this man now wanted to fuck and suck Suzy. At the same time his entire belief system had been warped so that only Sabrina's desires and happiness mattered to him now. Olivia crooked her finger at the man so that he would bend over. Bringing her lips close to his ear she used her powers to influence his thinking further. She asked him questions about his deepest fantasies and worked with those to change his thinking. When she had finished he was nodding along in agreement. He assumed a rigid, robot like stance and stared glassily forward with a sexy brainless smile. "I've convinced Chris to be your sex toy Dear." Olivia said to Suzy. "He can't do anything you don't want him to now. He will obey your slightest command. He is a piece of sexual meat for you to play with. Don't worry about his feelings. He wants you to use him like this. It is his greatest fantasy that you will agree to use him in whatever way you see fit for the rest of his life. You can adjust his actions so that he is always in sex toy mode or give him a key word so that he will react normally until he is activated." Suzy's eyes had become bright and eager as Olivia explained what Chris had become. She licked her lips and at Sabrina's urging went to stand beside Chris's stiff body. Looking to Sabrina and Olivia who were now openly fondling each other, for permission; she put her hand on Chris's chest. Splaying her fingers out she stroked his nipples through his dress white shirt. When Chris did not react; didn't even blink or glance at her; she began to giggle. The giggle quickly became a throaty chuckle of happiness and soon to be released desire. She stroked his erection through his pants and felt a warm liquid warmth in her own sex as her "sex toy' didn't protest or even move. * He was hers! Hers to do with however she pleased! * Her nipples became incredibly hard in her bra as she began to think of all the wonderful times she and Chris would have together. She could see that Sabrina and Olivia were happy for her. Sabrina was sucking Olivia's nipples, crouched over her lap. Olivia's hand had disappeared under Sabrina's skirt and she was obviously fingering the other girls wet sex. Suzy got into the row with them. She managed to get herself into a position where she was able to hug both of them. Her own fingers joined Olivia's in Sabrina's wet pussy. Her tongue began dueling with Olivia's as she tried to express her gratitude for what they had given her. She was willing and even eager, due to Sabrina's templating, to make love to both of them. Before she could, though, Olivia indicated she should start enjoying herself with her new toy. "Give us a little show, Suzy" Olivia's voice caressed her mind like honey. "Show us how you will use our gift. You need to command him! Give him a name. Teach him how to pleasure you. It's what he wants. It's what you want". Suzy walked back to the still robot like sex mannequin that had been the copilot. She looked up into his mindless eyes and felt another shiver of lust race across her body. Suzy nearly orgasmed as she began to talk to Chris, taking control of her toy. "Chris from now on you belong to me! From this moment on whenever I call you _PRICK_ you will become my sexual toy and obedient plaything. When I call you _CAPTAIN COCK_ you will return to your normal personality but will still want to please and serve me. Do you understand?" Looking closely she could see that Chris was just barely able to nod his head the tiniest bit. Suzy worried that this might all just be a dream. She couldn't wait any longer. She was incredibly turned on. The sounds or Karen and Cheryl finger fucking each other to multiple orgasms and knowledge that Sabrina and Olivia were watching her erotic training session were driving her crazy. "Prick strip off your clothes! I want to see my toy." she commanded in a hesitant tone. Her confidence was growing with each second though. The possibilities thrilled her. A sexy man who would do what ever she said. Who wouldn't hurt her or try to intimidate her with his size and personality to do what he wanted. She could be in charge! She could be the one getting all the attention, being pleasured and treated like a Queen [Zzzzzrrrp Plump]. Chris's pants joined his other clothing on the floor. His prick was incredibly hard and aching with desire. He felt wonderful and was totally happy to be standing naked in the aisle on display for Suzy. He had always dreamed of being controlled by a beautiful woman. He had fantasized about being made to serve and pleasure a woman. His own needs would be unimportant. The only thing that would matter would be doing his best to satisfy the needs of his owner. Olivia had made him see that his fantasy could be real. Her words had stripped all the worries and concerns from his mind. She was right. He should be Suzy's sex toy. He might not get another chance like this. With all his heart and soul he now embraced his new self image. He was Prick, the sex toy. "Turn around Prick!" Suzy ordered. Laying one hand on his stiff cock and the other possessively on his firm ass, Suzy felt a luxurious feeling of power. "Clench that tight little butt Prick!" She wanted to let her friends see that her sex toy had a good looking ass. Olivia was truly getting a kick out of it. Bree's face was buried against her dripping sex and her tongue was dancing across her clit. Settling her ass further down into the seat she spread her legs fully to increase Bree's access. She was rewarded as Sabrina began to fuck her tongue into her hole, driving her crazy with tingly pleasure. Looking up from her work with lust filled eyes, Sabrina caught Liv's eyes and said breathlessly "I know you could wet yourself forever watching this Love, but remember Prick-boy there has a job in the cockpit, to go back to". Sabrina didn't wait for a reaction, she pressed her lips back to Liv's pink slit and began sucking and nibbling her clitty. She slipped a finger into her lovers cunny and began to slowly fuck it in and out. She was enjoying what she was doing too much to really care what Olivia was going to do about Suzy and Chris. "Ummmmm oh Bree you sweet cunt licking .... arhhh ummmm. Ohhh Ohhh!" Looking up to Suzy who was now examining Chris's cock and balls in detail she managed to catch her eye. "Suzy honey. Ohh unnhhh ohhh yesss. Honey why don't you try out your stud, right now. We can't keep him back here all day. Oh Christ Bree! Yes yes! Like that..... so good! Oooo, besides hon, he's yours forever, there will be plenty of time to train him to be your perfect little bedroom pleasure provider later. You can take him home or to a hotel tonight and fuck till the sun comes up! Ohhh unnnhhh yes put another finger in. Lick me!" Olivia was creaming and quite close to coming. Suzy could see Olivia's point and besides she wanted to please Liv almost as much as she wanted to pleasure herself. "Lay down on the floor Prick. I'm going to use you like a the useless thing you are." Chris immediately laid down on the floor. His dick pointed straight at the ceiling; a seven plus inch rod of flesh, ready and willing to penetrate and pleasure Suzy as best he could. Suzy quickly undressed removing her shoes, pants, pantyhose and panties. Her blonde muff was damp with her juices and her cunt lips were puffy with arousal. Moving over towards Liv and the kneeling Sabrina she presented herself to Olivia. She put her left foot up on the seat near Liv. She knew that Liv would enjoy fingering her before she mounted her sex toy. Olivia tried hard to concentrate. She reached out to Suzy's pussy and delicately stroked it. Her fingers were instantly coated with the horny mind controlled blondes sexy cream. She smiled at Suzy and then licked the juice off her fingertips. The was all she could take. Her eyes rolled up in her head as she began cumming uncontrollably. Bree renewed her attack on her clit. She added a third finger into Liv's vibrating cunny and even manager to get her greasy thumb into her ass. Suzy's mind was swamped. Her normal reactions were washed away. She had to have sex! Kneeling over the body of her Prick she lowered herself onto his cock. Reaching down she fit the thick red tip into the slit between her legs. Sabrina left the still gasping Olivia and came over to help. She called Karen and Cheryl away from their activities and had them support Suzy on either side. Standing over Chris's head she pulled her panties down and off and indicated, to Suzy, that she wanted to sit. "Do you mind?" she asked. Suzy let her weight take her down. She felt every fat inch of Chris's cock sliding into her. IT FELT SO GOOD! "Oooommmmm Yes go right ahead, my big Prick may as well get started. He will be eating a lot of pussy from now on." Sabrina grounded her cunt against Chris's mouth and was pleased when he went into overdrive licking and tongue fucking her. She watched Cheryl and Karen helping Suzy to slowly glide up and down his rigid pole. She knew that when Suzy came that she would to and it didn't look like Suzy would be able to hold out long. Suzy was in heaven. She tossed her head back and closed her eyes concentrating on the heavenly feeling of fucking this man. For once she was the one in charge and that was almost as powerful and aphrodisiac to her as the delicious size and feel of the dick gliding into her. When Sabrina leaned forward and softly stroked her clit it set her off. She couldn't help it. She screamed and shook as if an electrical charge was passing through her body. Lights exploded behind her eyelids as waves of jolting pleasure fogged her mind. If not for the continued support of Cheryl and Karen she would have fallen. The two templated stewardesses just kept pumping her up and down on Chris, mindlessly licking their lips and making little humping motions with their own hips. Sabrina had cum hard soaking Chris's face. She preferred a women's oral attention but a mind controlled male with the right enthusiastic state of mind could be just as pleasurable. She decided it was time to get organized. Liv had warned her that the pilot and navigator might come looking for Chris if he was gone more than thirty-five minutes. Standing Sabrina helped Suzy up and between sweet kisses she started dressing and cleaning her up. She directed Karen and Cheryl to clean up Chris. The two stewardesses acting under Sabrina's template had their own ideas about how to clean him. Olivia had to quickly back away as they rushed to the job Sabrina had directed. They fell on him and began lewdly licking his cock and balls. Olivia was not amused and shot a reproachful look at Sabrina. Pulling her own panties back into place, Sabrina watched her two templated stewardesses suck cock until Chris sprayed his load across both their faces. "Hey what can I say, I like a little Prick with my cream" she told Olivia with a smug smile. Karen licked a large dollop of semen off her upper lip and nodded her head in agreement with that sentiment. Cheryl stuck her cum slick tongue into Karen's mouth and they both hummed happily as they licked and sucked each others faces clean. Having gotten the treat they were after they proceeded to quickly dress the still sex stoned copilot. Suzy gave Chris his code word. "That was acceptable Captain Cock". Chris shook himself as if awaking from a dream. He smiled at Suzy with desire and love in his eyes. After looking to her for permission he took her in his arms and kissed her deeply, thanking her for choosing him. Suzy's eyes became doubly pleased, enjoying both aspects of Chris's new personality. With a few gentle reminders that Chris was to leave the flight with her today and a swat on his tight ass she sent him back to the cockpit. Olivia and Sabrina spent the rest of the flight letting Karen and Cheryl serve them while listening to Suzy describe how she would train her new toy. This horny little recitation excited both of the young women. Suzy was glad to relieve their sexual frustrations and spent a great deal of the remainder of the flight, on her knees, with her tongue pleasuring both of the girls. As they pulled up to the terminal; Olivia had the three women erase all evidence of their little orgy. She had already talked to Suzy and convinced her to forget all about Sabrina and Olivia's part in today's flight, once they were out of sight. As Karen and Cheryl's templates faded they too would forget. "Well that was fun" Sabrina remarked as they walked through the terminal towards their rental car, "but don't think for a minute that I've forgotten what this trip is really about and that this is dangerous." * Damn * Olivia thought. * I keep forgetting that she is just as good at manipulating people as I am. * In a tone that told Sabrina that she had guessed correctly about what she had been trying to do Olivia said "I don't know what you mean. You worry too much Liv. Between the two of us we can conquer the world". With a snort Sabrina acknowledged the unlikely chance of that. What she didn't know was that Olivia's analytic power had kicked in and told her that the probability of them becoming supremely powerful weren't as remote as you might think. Olivia let some of her plans shift and adjust and felt the correctness of the path she had chosen. She had to laugh inwardly as Sabrina speculated on whether or not getting your pussy licked to orgasm, six times, counted towards getting into the "mile high club'. She had a bit more serious questions on her mind. To be continued:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: Subject: (rbr) SotX 4/? (Fd mc sh) From: woodsmok@gte.net (MC Woodsmoke) Date: 5 Aug 1997 17:48:28 GMT -------- Disclaimer : Read No Further If You Are Under The Age Of 18 Or If You Are Offended By Graphic Descriptions Of Sexual Activity. All Characters, Situations, And Locations Are Purely Fictional. In the real world there are STD's like AIDS, this is an imaginary world where the activities described here wouldn't be suicidal. Archiving And Reposting Permitted Only If The Complete, Unaltered File, Including This Disclaimer, Is Included. Written 05/97 By MHC. Comments And Suggestions Welcomed. Send Email to woodsmok@gte.net my GTE account is semi permanent. COPYRIGHT ? 1997, MC Woodsmoke All rights reserved. Sisterhood of the X CHAPTER 4 Golden Sponge Cake, Cream Filling. "Kim get your ass over here and clean up this mess" Bronk yelled at the young boy. Addressing the drunken businessman who had spilled his drink on himself and the floor he said, "I'll have the boy clean that right up sir. Don't you worry. Everything will be fine before Claudia begins her set." Bronk was always the courteous host to the rich suits that frequented his strip club. He bowed and scraped to their faces, while selling them over priced drinks. He tried his best to weasel every dollar he could out of them while they were here. In his mind he cursed them for thinking they were better than him. When Kim ran up with his mop and pail he nearly tripped over two young women. They were walking through the darkened room looking for a table. They looked seriously out of place here. Too young. Too pretty. Too classy to be caught dead in smoky bad side of town strip joint like "Teasers'. Bronk clipped him on the side of the head, non too gently. "Watch were your going ass-hole. Clean this mess up quick and then get out back. Get Claudia on for her next set, and there better not be any trouble this time." he growled in Kim's ear, cruelly twisting the smaller boys arm. The two girls had stopped to watch this scene. The one with the black hair and serious demeanor looked like she wanted to say something about Bronk's nasty behavior to the obviously smaller and weaker boy. Bronk leered at them, unsure if they were young thrill seekers, or high class hookers. Either way he wanted to make another buck. If they were lookee-loo's he'd make sure they got lots of expensive drinks made of cheap booze. If they were new street talent he'd make sure he got his cut. No whore worked out of his place without giving him twenty percent. "Can I help you ladies?" he asked with smarmy concern, shoving Kim to his work. His eyes glinted dangerously and his large muscular body seemed to swell up to even more threatening proportions. The pale girl with the black hair just snorted and strode to a deserted corner table. The strange salt and pepper haired girl looked Bronk right in the eye and didn't blink an eyelash. "If your the owner, we might want to talk later. My friend and I are looking for someone who may have worked here once. We're going to watch the show for awhile. Why don't you drop by our table later and we can talk." Glaring at Bronk she let him know that she didn't want to deal with him. For some reason he couldn't fathom, she wasn't afraid of him either. "Whatever you can tell us, I'm sure we can make it worth your while." she said. Turning she walked over to sit with her friend. Bronk tipped his head in agreement to the girls words, and dismissed them. Inside he had already decided he knew this bitch's story. Lesbian Cunt! Marches in here with her new honey and expects him to give her the low down on some bitch she was probably sweet on and lost track of. Well he would tell her whatever he wanted to, lie, if it looked like he needed to, and screw her out of a couple hundred. If she didn't like it, fuck her. If it looked like she was here by herself with no one the wiser he might just have Lou slip them both a Mickey. Soulsister Sue was always looking for fresh talent in her cunt houses. If she kept some of her girls pumped full of heroin and handcuffed to the beds, it wasn't any of his concern. Looking towards where Kim was finally putting the bucket and mop away and heading towards the back he smiled evilly. * Yeah I got my own little business to run, and that little shit better not get any ideas or I'll start using the cattle prod on him again. * Walking over to the DJ's station he took a position where he could watch the main stage and the three spot light polls. The crowd was okay. Sarah was shaking her stuff in front of some Japanese businessmen on the big stage. Collecting her one's and five's and letting the morons cop a feel now and then to keep the money coming. Sarah was one of his best dancers and had a nice set of tits but she wasn't his major draw. Ria, Marcita and Joanne were working spot light poles between sets. Mostly for atmosphere but it also pulled in a few bucks, most of which went in his pocket. Shelley was giving some fat fuck a lap dance and doing a reasonable if disinterested job in getting his rocks off. Alice and Christy were serving drinks. Lou was working the bar all smiles, and fingers so light that Bronk usually checked the till twice during a shift. Bronk shifted his butt uncomfortably on his stool. Reviewing his troops always made him feel important and powerful. They only ones he couldn't see were Courtney, who had just finished her set and better be getting her black ass out to one of the poles, that stupid little fucker, Kim, and his newest star Claudia. He kept all his employees firmly under his cruel thumb and wasn't afraid of beating sense into any one that didn't like his management style. The blaring dance-mix rendition of "Old time Rock and Roll' finally ground to a halt. Sarah collected a few more bills, waved to her fans and got her naked butt off the stage to a smattering of applause and wolf whistles. Bronk caught sight of Claudia behind the curtains standing nervously in her expensive costume. * That stupid cunt better not fuck this up again * he thought angrily. Just looking at her aroused him and drove him nearly insane with rage. She just had that affect on him. She got butterflies about dancing nude. Claimed she hated it and had even bolted off stage once or twice. He was reasonably sure that his last session with her had insured that she feared displeasing him more than shaking her naked ass and strutting around on high heels. Flicking on the microphone he queued up Claudia's music and over the opening bars he introduced her. After all, she was his star. "Welcome once again everyone to Teasers, where we bring you the very best in adult entertainment. I want you to put your hands together and give a big Teasers welcome to our latest and greatest stripping celebrity impersonator, Miss CLAUDIA S.!!!!". The stereo system kicked in with "You Can Leave Your Hat On" and Claudia stepped out into the spotlights. The crowd applauded and cheered in both amazement and pleasure. Here was his money maker! Claudia began her set. She was a fantasy, a wet dream come true. She looked just like the real super model. People were actually sitting forward in their seats trying to sea some difference in her lips or eyes. That was the real kicker there wasn't one. Claudia strode forward trying to carry the act. She was wearing a white Stetson, white thigh high leather boots, three inch heels, and a long white mink coat wrapped around her. She strode down the stage like a Paris runway. Stopping occasionally she smiled at some smuck in the audience and did a model spin. Joe Cocker's gravely voice and the heavy bass line seeming to give extra bounce to her steps. When she had made a complete circuit of the stage she made as if to leave. When she got back to the curtain though she stopped. Looking at Bronk angry visage out of the corner of her eye, Claudia shuddered in weariness and disgust and went on with her act. She hated being forced to do it. At the same time she took a secret thrill in the control she took over the men in the audience with her sexy body. Standing with her back to the audience she began to bump and grind a bit. Slowly she reached forward and unbuttoned the coat. On the beat to the chorus she let it fall and quickly turned and strutted back out to the front of the stage. The room went wild. Dancing erotically in her thigh boots, G-String and cowboy hat; she shook her slim perfect body in the stunned faces of the drunken customers. Her bare breasts were perfect, firm and bounced delightfully. Her nipples and aereoles were both erect and looked deliciously suckable. Her hair, makeup, eyebrows and lips made her look like she had just stepped off a Cosmo cover. Her body was slim, muscular and tight, without a single stretch mark or blemish. Her ass was so firm and taut, you could see the dimples as she moved. Her G-string was pressed obscenely up into her pussy and it was obvious that she was shaved. For five minutes Claudia worked the crowd into a lather. Bouncing up and down, blowing kisses, dancing the pole and finally stripping off the G-String and throwing it to Bronk. He would sell it in a mini auction to whatever degenerate wanted to take it home to jerk off on or force his wife to wear. As the music finally finished she was left in a white overhead spotlight with her feet wide, her head and hat tipped forward hiding her face and her right hand cupping her bare crotch. Bronk said it looked like she was the worlds sexiest gunfighter getting ready to draw an invisible gun right out of her pussy. For just a second after the music stopped there was silence. Just as Bronk and the girls had taught her she tipped her head enough to let one eye make contact with the leering faces. She flashed the million dollar smile; and even as the customers began to hoot, cheer and holler she beat a dignified retreat back behind the curtain. She saw Bronk hanging up the white silk offering bag that he only used for her performances. He claimed she was an artist and didn't need to be groped for the five's and ten's that immediately were being stuffed into it. She worried that he was actually jealous of anyone else getting close to her. Their relationship was becoming more and more one sided with him dominating her every move. She sighed from behind the curtain as she made her way back to her dressing room. She would have four more ten minute sets tonight and easily bring in a thousand dollars or more. She wouldn't see a cent of that money and if she brought it up to Bronk again he might beat her like he had last time. Staring at her makeup mirror with the collection of pictures of the real Claudia Schiffert, she hoped that something would change soon. "What I don't understand is why anyone would come back twice" Sabrina said to Olivia as she sipped her water. "What can the guys get out of it, except horny and frustrated? By the way can I have drink? I need something to dull the music." "Let's stick to water for the present. I don't trust the bartender not to slip us something. The Manager has been eyeing us like sides of beef since we walked in and he looks like the kind of S.O.B. who wouldn't mind putting us in a world of hurt. Besides it might dull your power and I want us both sharp" Liv replied while casually keeping an eye on the still riled up men. All four of the other dancers on the floor were doing lap dances. "Claudia' had really stirred the fantasies of these men. From the shadowed activity in one corner she could guess that one of the dancers had been talked into giving a blow job. * I hope she has some good mouthwash * was all Olivia could think. "So Love, where's our little mutant in this mess?" Bree asked while scanning the crowd. She didn't want to admit it but the stripper that had just been up had been a sexy little thing. The resemblance was remarkable. You could do amazing things with cosmetics now a days. Since she had gotten her powers she had fantasized about making Lesbian love slaves out of quite a few celebrities but she understood that with celebrity came exposure and exposure of her and her true nature could be bad for her health. "Did "Miss Claudia S.' give you a set of hot pants dear?" Olivia asked without answering Sabrina's question. She moved closer to Bree and began talking in a more conspiratorial tone. It wasn't fair but she had kept most of the details of this first mutant they were pursuing to herself. She thought that Bree might enjoy the surprise. "You know me to well. Let's just say I wouldn't kick her out of my bed until she'd shown me all her best poses and moves." Sabrina laughed. "How about the boy the manager was rough housing when we can in, did he get you going too?" Olivia asked with a peculiar lilt to her voice. "What the baby faced grunge reject with the scarecrow body and stringy hair? I felt bad for him. Why? Is he going to lead us to our mutant?" she asked. "In a way., both Claudia and the boy are who we are here to see. If my investigators were right about the evidence they've found and the strange stories they passed on to me than we should have our proof very shortly." Catching sight of the manager working his way towards them she whispered to Sabrina to watch herself, "Here comes the ass-hole in charge". "Enjoying the show ladies" Bronk said and smiled his best "I'm your buddy smile'. He immediately noticed that they were drinking water and his smile wavered a bit. * These bitches better not be Vice or something * he thought. He had already paid the right people to keep the police from taking an interest in his business. "Here." Olivia said handing Bronk a hundred dollar bill. "That's for that last girl that performed.... Claudia... would you make sure she gets that?" Bronk smiled and tucked the money away with assurances that Claudia would be very happy to accept their gift. "I think I mentioned that we were looking for someone. My name is Olivia and this is my friend Sabrina." Bronk grunted a greeting. "Names Bronk Dollson, I run the place.". He was doing his best to guess if he should be asking for hundreds or thousands before reluctantly telling them whatever cockeyed story he cooked up for them. The black haired girl was talking again and he felt strangely interested in what she had to say. "I was just telling Bree how your establishment has been picking up a lot more business in the last four months. Your line of celebrity strippers have been really popular. I heard you have had look alikes for Pamela Anderson, Stephanie Seymour, Shania Twain. I even heard that you had one very talented look alike who made herself up to be Courtney Cox, Lisa Kudrow and Jennifer Aniston all in one evening. "Yeah so.........I got a lot of contacts. These girls are just passing through and once they do their bit for awhile they move on. Nature of the business. What's it to you?" Bronk asked. It was getting hard to concentrate. He didn't like this slit asking questions and knowing so much about his place. It didn't sit right. At the same time she had such a nice relaxing voice. It was like smooth whiskey dulling his senses and wrapping around his mind. He would listen a bit more, but she better watch her step. He wasn't going to let some cunt and her honey hole fuck with his sweet setup. If it looked like she knew too much he might just have to arrange for them both to have an accident. Shit happens! Sabrina watched Olivia bring the brain dead manager under her control. It would have been easier for her to Template him. In their whispered conversation though Olivia had insisted that she bring him down. She wasn't sure but she might need to punish Mr. Dollson later if some of what she suspected was true. Punishing a templated Bronk would be too much like hurting Sabrina, so Liv had decided to try to "convince' him to help them instead. It was obvious to Sabrina from the sweat on Liv's brow that she was straining to convince this pea brained behemoth. She was talking to the man much quicker now, in that sing song voice that could change even the most brilliant mind to follow her lead. If he had half a brain, things would have been easier. The stupid were always tougher for Liv to work with. Her voice worked to relax and hypnotize them but logic and sense didn't seem to have any impact on the unintelligent and unimaginative's stubbornly held beliefs. "...And you will help us with our search. and you will be totally honest with us, and you understand now why it is to your advantage to do whatever we say. It will mean untold riches for you. I can show you ways to make millions and never get caught and all you have to do is let us talk to Kim and not interfere with us in any way." Olivia was nearly speaking directly into Bronk's ear. The man was a dinosaur. She had never had to work so hard to Convince anyone before. Even now as he was slowly nodding his head in agreement to her commands and orders she could feel the ugly animalistic and instinctive part of him still fighting her. Bronk was an instinctual man. He didn't reason and think out why he did things. He just did them. Right now he didn't want to let Liv anywhere near his meal ticket. Slowly her breathy words and calming voice had brought him around to thinking that it would be okay. He didn't trust her promises, but if she could deliver on showing him how to make millions he was willing to cooperate. Sabrina turned to Liv, she kept one eye on the muscular foul smelling Bronk, "Do you think we can trust this one Love?" "I think Mr. Dollson will help us now." Liv said for Bronk's benefit. Inside she wasn't as positive that everything she had tried to convince him of had taken. She whispered in Bree's ear, "Flash scan him, but no template unless he looks like he's going to do something dangerous". Bree gathered a small nugget of her identity and tossed it at the hulking man still waiting at the table across from her. The small bead hit Bronk and she immediately reeled it back in. Sorting through the man's ugly thoughts she almost gasped in disgust and surprise! * I will help these two. I will get lots of money. I want to rape them both, but I won't because I want the money and all I have to do is let them talk to Kim and not interfere with them * With these thoughts came a mish-mash of images of how Bronk saw the world and what was in his recent memory. Images of him twisting and nearly breaking Sarah's arm for being late; images of every dirty mean thing he thought about doing to others. An image that was the strongest in his mind was of him finding Kim in a back alley, where he had been beaten and discarded by a Biker gang that had kidnapped and been abusing him for weeks. The kicker was the mental image of Kim when Bronk had found him. Kim had been a pretty straw haired girl with cuts and bruises all over her body, including her bare breasts and crotch. Bronk had brought her to Teasers and seen her morph into a him. "I know who our mutant is now and I know at least part of his/her power is." Bree gave Olivia a look that said she should have told her to begin with. * Damn a body morpher that can change their appearance and body to be male or female *. Leaning in she whispered the rest to Liv "he's under Babe, but don't turn your back, he could turn on you and he is one sick mean S.O.B." Bronk wasn't happy. He had been convinced by Sabrina's arguments to help, not interfere and do what he was told, but he didn't like the fact that without him even telling them anything they already knew about Kim being a mutant. He still wanted to help them so he could get rich, but he was going to look for opportunities to take back control of the situation. "Mr. Dollson, Bronk? Could you get Kim to come over here? By the way what is his real name, or is he a she? Do you know any of his background?" Olivia asked. "It's Kim... Kim Norse. As far as I know he was born a boy. He left home in Oklahoma when his step-dad beat the shit out of him and his Mom once too often. By the time he decided to go home, his Step- Daddy had beaten the mother to death and went to prison for it. He went to see him at the Pen, but some weird shit happened he won't talk about. He hit the road then at fifteen. He bummed around a couple years doing his thing, changing his looks to whatever seemed to be safest at the moment. I found him after he had been drugged and kidnapped into a Biker gang while he was working as a waitress somewhere. They used him as a gang piece for a while and then threw him away. I found her in an alley where they'd dumped her. I brought her here and caught her transforming into a boy and saw the possibilities. With a little strong arm, I've made him stay here and do my celebrity slut bit." The compulsion to be totally honest kept Bronk from hiding the skummier parts of his actions in the poor boys story. "There he is now." Bronk finally said seeing the youth quickly slip back onto the club floor from the dressing room area. "KIM" he roared "get your prissy little ass over here!". "Listen you bastard" Sabrina began angrily "you either shut your yap or I'm going to have you up on the stage jerking off for the crowds enjoyment" her eyes were flashing and she was on the edge of Templating this bastard just to hurt him as he had hurt this youth. She knew she was a user just like Bronk, but at least she didn't go out of her way to hurt others. This sadistic shit felt no remorse for what he had done. Bronk stared with shock and fury at the fiery young girl. He almost smacked her, but held himself back at the last moment. For some reason he knew she wasn't lying. If she wanted him to go beat his meat on the stage, she could do it. This just made him madder about what he had agreed he should do. Maybe he didn't have to do everything Olivia had convinced him was right. He hated being told things anyway. He knew what he should do! No smart dyke needed to tell him things. He sat and fumed with his lips pressed together and his hands flexing like he wanted to strangle something. * Fuck this doesn't look good for me. * Kim thought as he strolled toward Bronk and the two young girls from earlier. * Jeez. I thought I did Claudia really well tonight. I hope Bronk hasn't decided to start hooking me like he does the other girls.... and with two women no less! Fuck fuck fuck *. Pushing his hair out of his eyes he hesitantly got within reach of Bronk's powerful hands. Kim never knew when those hands would become fists. He could make the bruises disappear by changing his body but the pain down in his bruised bones didn't fade without a full body change. Kim glanced hesitantly around the table unsure what he was supposed to do. For some reason Bronk was sitting angrily with his mouth closed and wouldn't even look at him. "Good evening Kim. My name is Olivia Yuan and this is my friend Sabrina Killabrough. Won't you sit with us for a second? We'd like to talk to you." Olivia smiled at the young man. * I keep thinking of him as a girl at the same time I know he is a boy. This is confusing! * she thought as Kim reluctantly took the seat beside Sabrina and across from her. Plopping down in the seat and rocking backwards Kim tried to gauge the emotions and intents of these three. Bronk was easy. He was pissed about something, as usual. At the same time he seemed to be going along with whatever the program was. Like a coiled spring though, he seemed ready to explode. The dark haired girl, Olivia? was looking at him intently and with what looked like a friendly smile. The other girl , was smiling, but seemed to be waiting for him to sprout wings or something. She kept looking at him and then away and then back again almost as if she expected him to have changed or disappeared or something. A few things clicked into place and Kim began to worry that maybe Bronk, for whatever reason, had broken his promise and told these two women what he could do. His worst fears were quickly confirmed. Olivia caught his eye and began to talk in a gentle and soothing voice. "Listen Kim, we need to talk. Sabrina and I know a little about you. We know what Mr. Dollson has been having you do with your special talent." "Oh shit". Kim mouthed. He had been hiding his mutancy for so long. It was bad enough what Bronk forced him to do with it. He knew this day would come though. It was time to split. Bracing his feet against the floor he prepared himself mentally to use the other aspect of his power. It would mean being on the run again. It would mean Bronk would have him hunted down and killed eventually, but he didn't see any other way out. Both Sabrina and Olivia were aware of the change in Kim's body language. Olivia could see he was getting ready to attack or run. She feared what form his attack might take so she began talking very fast and focusing her power on Kim. Working as quickly as she could she tried to let her voice hypnotize the young man and her words convince him that he could trust Sabrina and Olivia. She didn't want his obedience for now she would settle for a modicum of trust and an opportunity to plead their case. She could see that Kim was allowing himself to accept her arguments. He lost the look of a cornered animal. For just a moment he got the dreamy drugged look common to people she convinced. This quickly disappeared and he was soon nodding his head in agreement with her arguments not from blind acceptance but from reasoned understanding. "I have to ask you something Kim. Do you want to stay here with Bronk?" Olivia finally asked. Bronk seemed to shudder with conflicting desire. They were talking about taking Kim away and not even asking what he wanted. He owned that Freak! His anger and uncertainty mounted. Sabrina saw this and was poised to Template him if he got out of control. Keeping a careful eye on Bronk, Olivia leaned towards him again and talked to him quietly for a number of minutes. This calmed the angry man down and he was soon smiling and thinking of the money he was going to make when Olivia told him how. Addressing the confused young man again she said "Don't worry about Bronk. I promise you that he is going to get what he deserves and that he won't interfere if you decide to leave. Now what do you want?" "I just want to be left alone and be safe" Kim said sadly. He hoped Bronk wasn't going to break his nose again over this. "One more question. A moment ago you looked like you were going to do something and then make a run for it. Were you going to change our sexes and then escape while were knocked out?" Olivia wanted desperately to know if she had correctly guessed the full extant of Kim's powers. "How did you??????????" Kim started to exclaim. "I've read some classified reports about your step-dad. It seems that after a visit from his step-son three years ago that he was suddenly the favorite boy at his prison. It was another six months before he could commit suicide and it was found that he had all the sexual organs of a women despite the fact that he still had male features. No one could explain what kind of drug treatment he could have taken to give himself a fully functioning vagina and breasts without having surgery." Olivia told him. "I hope that bastard suffered he....!!! Shit you know everything." Kim began to cry. His whole lousy world was collapsing around him. "Let's go out to the car, we need more privacy" Sabrina suggested. "Go! No Kim can't go! Claudia's got another show in thirty minutes! I don't want to do what you say! I don't care what you say you can give me! You are all fucking freaks.". Bronk's voice rose quickly from angry shout to a full bellow of rage. The revelation that Kim could have changed him to a women at any time scared him shitless. "The fucking mutant either does what I say or he dies, and if he ever....". Olivia caught Sabrina's eyes. "Take him" she mouthed. Sabrina had been waiting for this. She concentrated and formed a blindingly glowing image of herself and mentally tossed it at Bronk before he could get any more out of hand. Too many heads were already turned in the direction of their table. In mid-sentence he deflated into his chair. Reaching out for Kim's hand Olivia lead the way out of the club. Sabrina took the now docile and smiling Bronk's hand and followed behind. Bronk was very happy to hold Sabrina's hand. He wanted to do anything in his power to make the young woman happy. He had the strange idea that he needed to punish himself for how bad he had been. That was perfectly alright with him. If Sabrina thought he had been bad then he would accept any punishment she gave him. Olivia was giving Kim a quick update on her mutant Analysis powers and Bree's power to Template others. "The reason we came here was to ask you to join us. We're forming a team. When we are all together we will be strong enough to protect ourselves from outside dangers. I can't promise you that you'll be alone, but I will promise that I will do my best to insure that you are happy and safe. When they reached their rental car she stopped. Olivia's analytic powers kicked in as she tried to decide what to do with Bronk. After speeding through millions of possibilities and their possible ramifications she reached a possible solution. Turning to Kim she said "Are you willing to join us?" The silence stretched out as Kim tried to make a decision that would affect the remainder of his life. He wanted to be anywhere but here. He had been avoiding his powers as much as possible for his entire life. This young woman was offering him hope though. Hope that he could do what he wanted. Hope that he could make a difference. Hope, however slim, for safety, security and even a chance to belong. Not as a freak but as a respected contributor to a group of people, that were mutants like him. Snapping his head down, caused his hair to swirl around his face and hide his eyes. Slowly as if he was still Claudia he looked up and caught the concerned look in Olivia's eyes. "Yeah..... Yeah I'm with you" he said. By 2 A.M. that next morning Olivia was exhausted. Unlocking the door to their hotel room she quickly entered, locked the door, and collapsed in a chair. She had never convinced so many people of so much in such a short period before. She hoped Kim appreciated the effort. Speaking of Kim, she wondered where Kim and Bree had gotten too. When she had left the room two hours before with the new and improved Bronk; Bree and the boy had been quickly becoming best friends. Like teenagers at a sleep over they had been gabbing and catching up on all the news. From the bathroom came Bree's throaty laugh and the sound of splashing water. Opening the bathroom door, Liv found Kim and Bree in the tub up to their necks in sudsy bubbles. Bree was sitting behind Kim and letting the younger man lean back and rest against her naked body. Whoops not man... woman! Even through the bubbles Olivia could see that Kim had gone back to being female. Bree was idly stroking Kim's breast and nipples and from the flushed and dreamy look in the young boy/girls eyes they had been doing more than just talking. Olivia admired Kim's current form. It wasn't Claudia Schiffert in fact it was quite normal. Shoulder length, dirty blond hair, a narrow face that looked almost exactly like Kim's male face but softer and feminized somehow. A thin body with very little hips, average breasts, and rather long shapely legs. Kim had mentioned that he had a base female form that was just what he would have been if he had been born a girl and this seemed to be that form. "Ladies! I see that while I was working you were playing!". Sabrina wiggled around in the water and hugged Kim tightly. "We have been getting to know one another Love. I can't wait till you see the amazing things that our little Kim here can do. He... I mean She... gives bisexual a whole new meaning". Kim just smiled. She was still worried about Bronk, and whether Olivia's plan would work. The last two hours of sexual experimentation with the horny and incredibly sexy Sabrina though, had opened her eyes to the possibility of a new and happier life. She worried though that Olivia would be mad. Not only for the fact that she had been making love to and cuddling with her girlfriend but also for what she had let Bree talk her into doing. "I know what Kim can do Bree. I was there when she morphed Bronk into Brittany. Even with your template on him it took me a long time to fully convince him of his new identity. Then I had to drive him back to Teasers; and convince Lou to go along with the change in ownership from Bronk to his sister. We had to sign a lot of papers transferring ownership. Later I'll get a forger I've used before to provide Brittany with all the Identification papers she needs. Lastly I got all the girls together and helped them understand that there would be a change in management style. Brittany will run Teasers a little differently than Bronk. The girls will get a fair return on their tips. No more beatings. No more being forced into prostituting themselves. From now on it will be their choice, with Lou and the bouncers backing them up." Olivia said pleased with all that she had accomplished. "Brittany was already reacting to her new personality, before I left. She and Lou are going to be very close. She insisted on blowing him to seal the transfer of ownership to her. It really got her juices flowing. He fucked her as a woman for the first time and then at her insistence he took her up the ass. She still had cum on her face when she went to meet her new employees. She stripped for them to show she didn't feel like she was better than them. She's a not a beautiful woman but she seemed to love every second she could parade her big naked body around the club." Looking into Kim's eyes she saw that the young girl was obviously pleased with the revenge that they had worked out together. Speaking directly to Kim she tried to reassure her "Don't you worry Hon, he will stay a woman. He will remain convinced of his new identity. He will never hit or hurt anyone ever again. He is going to be a happy cock sucking, ass reamed, fuck bunny for the rest of his life. I've never convinced anyone as hard as I convinced this Jerk! He will never come out of this." Kim's eyes filled with tears. Blinking them away she looked up at Liv and whispered a thank-you. She could put Bronk and his cruelty behind her now. She owed both of these young women her life. "Liv " her quite little girls voice quavered with a touch of fear. "I don't know how to tell you this but .....". "Kim! Don't you tell her!" Sabrina cried out guessing what the young girl was worried about. "It's my surprise". Olivia sat down on the toilet seat and regarded the two. Kim seemed scared she'd done something wrong and Bree looked like the cat that had swallowed the canary. "I'm really tired girls" she yawned to emphasize he weariness "what's the surprise". Sabrina levered her arms on to the sides of the tub and then slowly stood up. Disbelief made Olivia doubt her eyes for just a second. Bree had a COCK. A big fat hard cock. Water and soap were dripping off it. Sabrina was walking towards her and Liv's eyes bounced in time with the fat plum shaped tip. Bree stroked her prick with one hand and her tits with the other. She smiled with joy at the bemused and aroused look on her lovers face. Liv was mesmerized by her big dick. "Oh my fucking Christ Bree what did you????......." Liv started to say. "Shhh don't worry Love it's not permanent and it doesn't hurt. In fact it feels really good." Bree spoke in her own mildly hypnotic tone. "Why don't you kiss it and see if you can make it feel even better?" she suggested. With her mouth already open in an "O' of surprise Olivia didn't even have to change her expression as Bree pressed the wet cock tip between her lips and into her mouth. Her hands seemed to come up of their own accord and begin to lovingly stroke and rub the veiny stalk. Her tongue and lips began to suck and stroke the clean meaty pole. Olivia felt her own pussy begin to moisten and shudder as she closed her eyes and gave head to her girl friend. Sabrina's moans of pleasure were music to her ears. Later she got on her knees and lowered her cunt onto Kim's mouth while continuing to lick and suck, the kneeling Bree's new prick. She had just come for the second time on the tongue driving so deliciously into her quim when Bree filled her mouth with salty cum. Her surprise over this was bathed and intensified by the sounds of the girl she loved screaming out her first male orgasm. Olivia pulled Kim up to her face and they shared the erotic taste of the sexy girls sperm back and forth between their mouth's. Kim, without any qualms about combination or sex of sexual partners, managed to wind her body around and lick and suck Bree back to erection very quickly. The night deteriorated into a joyous orgy with Bree fucking Liv and sucking Kim. Then Kim became male again, changed Sabrina back to normal and fucked both girls to orgasm multiple times. Olivia tried being totally male for a few hours and although Bree and Kim both claimed she was a wonderful male lover, she didn't think it was for her. When Kim took on the form of big titted female with an enormous fat banana dick, and wet cunt, both girls cried out "TWINKIE" and decided that would be Kim's code name from now on. Kim claimed the honor of naming the other two young woman. Kneeling before the naked Sabrina, Kim delicately pressed his puffy feminine lips against her pussy and licked her clit. Sitting back till Sabrina could see his erect nipples and cock, he proclaimed in a solemn voice. "I name thee "Empress' the queen of all she surveys, whom none may disobey". Shifting over to Olivia he repeated the kiss and said "I name thee "Analyst' planner and advisor extraordinaire, whose wisdom will guide and protect us all. Slowly Kim let his body return to its normal male form. Gesturing to the bed on either side of him he hesitantly indicated that the two women lay down. "Come to bed guys there will be plenty of time to discover more about each other tomorrow." With a smile Sabrina collapsed to Kim's left and gave him a small kiss on his cheek before snuggling into the blankets, closing her eyes, and drifting off. Olivia climbed into the bed. Taking the young boys head into her hands she let her power flow into her voice and said "I will do my best for us, and we will be very happy together". Then she too kissed their new friend good night and but her head down to sleep. * Liv will do her best for us...... We will be so happy * were the last things that Kim thought before he too fell asleep. He was so glad he had joined them! To be continued:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: Subject: (rbr) SotX 5/? (Fd mc sh) From: woodsmok@gte.net (MC Woodsmoke) Date: 5 Aug 1997 17:50:02 GMT -------- Disclaimer : Read No Further If You Are Under The Age Of 18 Or If You Are Offended By Graphic Descriptions Of Sexual Activity. All Characters, Situations, And Locations Are Purely Fictional. In the real world there are STD's like AIDS, this is an imaginary world where the activities described here wouldn't be suicidal. Archiving And Reposting Permitted Only If The Complete, Unaltered File, Including This Disclaimer, Is Included. Written 05/97 By MHC. Comments And Suggestions Welcomed. Send Email to woodsmok@gte.net my GTE account is semi permanent. COPYRIGHT ? 1997, MC Woodsmoke All rights reserved. Sisterhood of the X CHAPTER 5 SWF Bondage Babe seeks ..... "Seska, you're breaking about forty different rules here, somehow, and I think you know it. I'm not saying that you need to give in to their pressure but you might want to consider some restraint. GOD look who I'm talking to about restraint! I'm just your manager Sweetheart. The management here at the MGM Grand don't have any complaints; in fact they've discussed increasing your billing. Your starting to be a big draw. It's the other magicians in town that are squawking. Your not part of their network". Wally Tollifer was trying unsuccessfully to wheedle some cooperation out of his budding star. "I work alone. I don't share my secrets. I put on a quality show and they don't have any right to stick their noses in my Magic!" Seska Parker was both mad and concerned. * Why wouldn't they just let her do her thing? * "That's just the point Hon. You do work alone. The Pendragon's work with a team of eighteen and over half of them know exactly how the magic is accomplished. Among "A" list acts, Sigfried and Roy's "magic' is pretty much a joke. Other than two or three of their best stunts, everything they do is industry standard and not even worth stealing. Copperfield can't talk to his pillow about a new trick without every other magician in town being on to it within two weeks. Penn and Teller have sent spies to your performances with special cameras, but they came up empty. It is the nature of the business. They all steal and share technology and tricks. It is the leakiest "secret' business in the world." "And then there's you..........." Wally tried to catch Seska's eyes. She was still in costume from her last performance. Her face was glowing with the excitement she always seemed to get from performing on stage. Her long hair was still twisted into the huge auburn cable that she always braided it into. Her leather and chain costume was revealing and at the same time a serious outfit that she looked very comfortable in. She was a beautiful woman and a performer the likes of which he had never seen before but he was worried that they had come too far too fast. "What do I have to do, diagram and publish how I do my tricks for them?" Seska nearly moaned. "No. They wouldn't believe it even if you did. There is a real resistance building up against you among the other performers. You are only twenty-two. You didn't train with anyone they know. You don't belong to their clubs or magic organizations. They watch your escapes and sleight of hand and they think they know how you do it but they aren't sure and that is driving them nuts. If you would just take "the Void' bit out of the act maybe they would back off for a while." "Jesus Wally "the Void' is my best bit. Not only do I get out of cuffs, leg irons, a mailbag and three other bondage items, in a foot thick air sealed black glass cube; I do it all while surrounded by 10 audience members on stage surrounding my raised curtained platform. Not only do I escape but I make the cube and bindings disappear too. It is the trick that got me this gig. I'd still be doing penny ante magic clubs and lounge acts if it wasn't for "the Void'." Seska knew where this was leading but she had to put up an appearance of a defense or she would look even more suspicious. Wally just stared at Seska in consternation. "How Seska? How? I'm not an expert. Before you I handled singers, dancers and the occasional trained animal act. I've talked to people though and they tell me that what you do isn't possible. They say that you'd need mirrors and cranes, specially prepared stages, and a staff of ten or more to do the escapes you do. I know that you only use the normal stage hands to position your props and even then you don't tell them any secrets; just when and where to place things. Lets not even get into your props that seem to appear and disappear whenever you need them. The Damn teamsters Union wants an explanation of that one. Joe Archie represents a new kid down at the Mirage and he says the boy is constantly on the phone and working with his prop construction group in La Jolla. A third of his money goes right back into new stunts. I've never seen you communicate a single detail of your magic to anyone much less whoever builds all your trick cubes and escape paraphernalia." "Well??". he demanded. "Well what Wally. I won't give out my secrets. I won't divulge the creator and source of my props. Does that mean I have to quit? If these other jerks can't figure out how I pull the rabbit out of the hat, does that mean I have to put away my hat, to placate them?". "No babe.... I mean I don't.... No.....It's just that I thought I should warn you that people are starting to wonder..... . You know wonder if maybe somehow you're..... well... doing real magic or something" he laughed nervously and wasn't pleased when Seska wouldn't meet his eyes. _ Seska the Russian Queen of Escape _ was hiding something and his stomach was burning with the worry about what it might be. "I don't do MAGIC! They are just illusions Okay??!!" Seska said the words like she was dropping individual stones in a pool. Seska Parker fingered the fur on the collar of the jacket she always wore onto stage. It was cut in the old Cossack style and gave her the exaggerated Russian air that Wally liked to promote. Whipping it off and showing the leather and chain outfit beneath always got a gasp and a cheer from the crowd. Giving Wally a sad glance over her shoulder she said "Listen Wally I'm tired and I don't want to talk about this right now." "Yeah.... Right. I just thought you should know... cause like people are talking and ....well talk can hurt as well as help us. I just thought.... well think about it.... Okay" Wally just ran down. Seska would do what Seska wanted to do. He considered making up some rumors to explain the quality of her magic and why she didn't use any assistants, but he couldn't think of a single truly believable rumor. The rumors he was hearing were bad enough. "She trained with Dr. Strange! She does real magic. She has a demon familiar from Merlin". If they could be proven, then he and Seska would be in criminal lawsuits up to their necks. There were laws against the use of real magic for performance purposes. It was considered both too dangerous for entertainment uses and unfair to the non-talented. Walking out of Seska's dressing room he glanced back just long enough to see her sitting in front of her makeup mirror. She was looking intently at herself. * I hope she sees more answers there than I do * he thought while shaking his head and softly closing the door behind him. Seska had heard the door close. Bringing her arms up before her face she gazed at herself between her wrists and fists. "You want to know where my props go Wally? I wish I knew." As fast as she could imagine them a pair of thumb cuffs appeared on her thumbs and clicked down tight. A pair of heavy duty manacles appeared on her wrists and gleamed, like polished silver. She gave her hands a yank to prove to herself that the bindings were real and not just an illusion. She could still see her face reflected back at her though. With a mental twitch she imagined some chain. With a jingle and a thump her elbows settled to the table as yards of shiny chain with multiple padlocks holding it in place appeared on her arms, binding them together and making it impossible to see past, to her anguished expression. With a disgusted snort she made it all disappear again; back to wherever it came from. Glancing at the mannequin she kept hanging in the corner she quickly encased it in tight leather bondage clothing, then rope, then chains, then a cage, and then an air tight Adamantium box around that. She hadn't even broken a sweat. With a mental wave she dismissed them all. Staring at the desk beside her she tried to make an apple appear. A piece of paper. A single grain of sand. Anything that wasn't a restraint or method of physically controlling the freedom of someone else. As always she failed. Tears leaked from the corners of her eyes and dripped down her cheeks. * It had been so nice. Her time on stage. Delighting and thrilling the audiences. The applause. The children's wide eyed wonder.... and now it was all going to end. * she thought with despair. * I'm sorry I can't create illusions! I'm just tricking you into thinking that I'm doing magic. I'm just a mutant and I have a power. .. Why can't that be enough? Why is it some crime? *. Her thoughts of her own alleged crime made her think of Cal for some reason. She had been dating Cal steadily for three weeks now and even though she found him an attentive listener and great lover; she worried that there was something sinister about him. She really didn't know enough about him. He worked for the Luxor in some management capacity. She had met him after one of her midnight performances and he had been lavishing gifts and attention on her ever since. She couldn't afford to let people too close to her and Cal seemed to understand and even be attracted to her aloof manner. There was no denying his skills when it came to pleasuring a woman. She had accused him in jest once of being a member of the KKK because he was a Wizard under a sheet. After a brief flash of concern and grim humor which he wouldn't explain he had proceeded to drive her to ecstasy repeatedly. It was during those warm lazy times after their lovemaking that Seska felt the urge to tell Cal the truth about herself. He was so loving and open about his own past. He had related his time with the Army and later a militia; his small criminal record, even his relations to a few known gangster types. She sometimes felt pressured by his honesty to be honest in return. Maybe that was the part that worried her. Anything that seemed to influence her towards honesty was not to be trusted. * I hate living a lie *. Her conscience was right there with the answer though. * If you don't like lies, you should have been honest back in Nogales when that bastard tried to rape you. * * I couldn't control my powers then! I didn't mean to kill him. I didn't know how to make any of the stuff that was strangling him go away! It just kept appearing... more and more and more until he was buried in chains and cuffs and rope and gags and ..... I DIDN'T KNOW!!!! What was I supposed to do??? Say "I'm sorry I killed him, I'm a mutant, so it doesn't count". * More tears fell. Tears for the young high school girl that had thought it was safe to hitchhike. Tears for the awful rape. Tears for the innocence ripped away. Somewhere inside of Seska there was even a tear for the beast that had attacked her and then paid for his mistake with his life when her mutant power had manifested uncontrollably for the first time. She had run away, and in many ways she had been running and trying to escape her past and mutancy ever since. Sarah Planter had disappeared that night never to be heard from again. Ten month's later Seska Parker was waitressing during the day and winning talent competitions as an escape artist and illusionist at night. All the successes and failures since had led her to this day. Another day closer to discovery... and then???? She just didn't know. Rousing herself she wiped her eyes dry and stripped off her costume. She had a dinner date with Cal to look forward too. Even though she was still worried about how much longer she could hide her powers and keep her job; she appreciated the time that she had with Cal. It was her chance to be normal. She pretended to be a normal young woman and he was a mans man. Together they were playing the games that men and women always played. Maybe he wasn't Mr. Right, but he made her feel special and appreciated for herself and not her growing celebrity. She had to admit she looked forward to another lusty session of sex too. Cal had mentioned that he had reserved a exclusive suite at the Luxor just for their private enjoyment for the evening. -- "Cal honey what are you doing in there? A girl doesn't like to be left naked in bed just when things are heating up you know!" Seska called from the center of the huge silk sheeted bed. After a glorious meal served in the suite; they had enjoyed some talk on the couch. The wine and soft music had lead them to some delicious snuggling and kissing and eventually here to the bedroom. Cal had been doing a wonderful job of undressing and kissing her body when he had suddenly excused himself and rushed into the bathroom. Looking at the mirrored wall behind which Cal had disappeared Seska did a couple of sexy porno poses on the bed. In a playful mood she cast smoky glances at the wall where Cal had disappeared and then stuck her tongue out at him, wherever he was. She was feeling very randy and couldn't wait for Cal to get back. He was a master of oral sex and he had worked her to a state where she was a little desperate for his tongue on and in her. She felt lucky sometimes that her awful initiation into sex had never seemed to impact her libido in the slightest. She admitted to herself that she was a horny so-and-so. If the asshole hadn't tried to get rough, she probably wouldn't have .... * Well there was no use thinking about that *. She had tried both sides of the street and found pleasure and satisfaction of varying degrees at both markets. In her current mood she wouldn't have said no to Cal if he had suggested a threesome or even a foursome. Worrying about her mutancy being discovered had for some reason always been a huge aphrodisiac to her. It scared her and worried her and made her feel totally exposed but at the same time it aroused her. She snorted and tried to dismiss her own evaluation of her peculiar nature. "Cal honey.... wipe it, shake it... whatever you need to do.. do it and get your sweet butt back out here before I go for a walk to find someone interested in my young carcass." Over the sound of the toilet flushing, Cal reappeared. Seska admired his six foot four frame and the fine chiseled muscles of his body. His brown hair and mustache, and his boyish smile made him look like a young Tom Selleck. She could see that he was hiding something in one of his hands. As he approached she arched her back to give him a good look at her 37C's and also to make out what he was hiding. A blindfold!!!? "Who's that for champ?" she inquired with a sexy leer. She let her eyes linger on his erect prick long enough for him to see her looking and smile. Laying down on the bed beside her, Cal kissed her in the on the collar bone and smiled as a shiver passed through her frame. "It's for me actually. What say we blindfold me and then I just let you do whatever you want." he said while slowly trailing hot wet kisses up her throat. His hands were drifting up and down her sides giving her shuddering little flickers of pleasure. He paused beside her ear just long enough to reassure her "I know you aren't into bondage babe, but the thought of you restraining me a bit and then having your kinky way with me, is a little bit of a fantasy of mine. You don't mind do you?" Sliding his tongue into her ear he let his hand drift between her legs. His finger was soon gliding slowly up and down her slit as he slyly tried to convince her to play his little game. "Well if you consider a blindfold "bondage' stud you haven't seen enough of my show." Seska said in a quavering voice. It was hard to concentrate on anything but the fire in her pussy. "If it's okay with you it's okay with me love. If you like this, maybe I'll try some real restraints on you some time." Seska was surprised and pleased to see that Cal's prick was already fully hard. Sometimes it seemed to take him awhile to become fully aroused. She was glad he had remembered her own dislike of being bound or restrained. The fact that he was seemingly turned on just at the thought of her blindfolding him might not be terribly healthy for their relationship, but she was willing to see what it might lead to. "Let's just see how this goes first. If we both like it maybe you can do some magic and really bind me down. I really want to see what it's like to be helpless to such a beautiful sexy woman" Cal said with a lusty twinkle in his eye. "Get with the program than "slave boy'... hand me that thing and lets get going. I have some ideas for what I'm going to do to you and have you do. You poor helpless thing you" Seska said with a smile and laugh in her voice. She began to tie the wide thick blindfold into place. Running her long red finger nails over his chest she decided to make some rules to increase Cal's fun in this game he wanted to play. Once he couldn't see, his hands immediately came up and began searching for her. "Unhh unhh uhhh... naughty naughty" she said while avoiding his waving hands. "You lay down on the center of the bed. I want you quiet. I want you obedient. I want you not to speak or move unless I give you permission." Cal got a look on his face like he might get balky and resist all these orders, but then he dipped his head to silently acknowledge that she was in control and he laid down. Seska was a little surprised at how aroused she got as Cal made a sexy display of stretching his hands and legs out until he was a sexy male "X' in the center of the bed. He was play acting as if he was actually tied to the corner posts. The muscles in his chest and thighs rippled in a delightful way as he mimed pulling on invisible bonds. Seska almost made some real silken ropes or chains appear. She held back because she wasn't sure how she would explain their sudden appearance to Cal. It was obvious from his arousal and attempts to submerge himself in the fantasy of female bondage that Cal wouldn't be displeased if she did though. "That's a good little helpless slave boy" she said as she crawled onto the bed. She knew what she wanted first. She was dripping wet with arousal. Watching Cal's tongue darting out to lick his dry lips and then disappear again was driving her up the wall. Straddling his head, facing his erection, she slowly lowered herself until her sex was mere centimeters from Cal's lips and tongue. "Don't move or do anything else until I tell you to slave boy" she said. She could feel the wetness leaking out of her pussy and nearly dripping off her thin fleshy pink lips. Leaning over till she could see down between her legs and adjust her movements she began a slow teasing dance. Cal's nostrils flared as she slowly brought her crotch closer and closer. She liked teasing him and herself this way. It was really turning her on. She felt the tip of Cal's nose brush against her wetness. "Ummmnnnhhh" she moaned. Tilting her hips and rocking them a bit she let her wet lips brush against Cal's quivering mouth. "You like that slave boy, don't you? Like my wet cunny on your hot mouth, don't you". The groan from Cal's lips was matched by the jerking motion of his painfully erect cock lifting up above his tight stomach muscles. She continued to teasingly rub and touch his lips and nose with her sex. Eventually she had him extend his tongue and hold it as rigid and motionless as he could. She sexually tortured both of them as she refused to let him lick her as he wanted to. Instead she used his tongue like a tiny dildo and drew her drenched cunt back and forth across it. When she felt close to coming she quickly reached over to the ice bucket on the night stand. Snatching up to moon shaped cubes she popped them into her mouth. In a sultry voice of command she told Cal "Get your tongue to work on me lover boy, I'm going to give you the freezer burn off your life. She gasped as she let he cunt settle onto Cal's suddenly hyperactive lips and tongue. Dropping her body onto his she swiftly captured and engulfed his hot prick flesh in her mouth, never breaking the contact between her creaming sex and Cal's pleasurable attack. Cal arched his back in ecstasy and shock as her cold tongue whipped around his cock tip. She loved the taste of his meaty pole at it seemed to throb and grow even hotter in her mouth. She was moaning loudly and slurping up and down his length when he broke the rules. Seemingly unable to control himself Cal's hands rose from the bed. One grabbed her ass and pushed her sex down into even more intimate contact with his lips. The other seemed to be searching up her back to find her head and possibly force her to mouth fuck his aching prick. Even as Seska enjoyed the jagged thrill of her own orgasm she decided to punish Cal for using his hands. With the blindfold firmly in place Cal couldn't see anything. He guessed from Seska's labored breathing and breathy moans on his cock that she had already come. Her twirling tongue and the contrast of hot mouth and cold ice had him on the verge of his own orgasm. * If only she would......!!!!!!! *. In shock he felt something suddenly wrapped tightly around his wrists. One second nothing and the next it felt like he was wearing leather sweatbands. As he felt his hands being bound and then quickly dragged helplessly above his head and secured to the headboard, he lost all control. * This was what he had been waiting and hoping for. * His prick exploded with pleasure and Seska lips and hands both began to work furiously at his rod. He pumped his hips up and yanked at the bounds on his wrists testing their strength to restrain him. He was trapped and helpless and nothing could have made him happier. His cum spurt out of his cock in gobs and Seska vacuumed up every drop. Seska reversed herself on the bed and laid down with the blindfolded and bound man. She caressed his chest. She admired his hard sweaty muscles and the way the ropes and leather cuffs, seemed to look perfect on him. She smiled at the contented sexy smile on Cal's lips. She would have to convince him that she had hidden the cuffs and rope while he was in the bathroom and quickly applied them when he had misbehaved by moving his hands without her permission. "Cal" she whispered in his ear. Her hand began to lovingly stroke his still firm prick. She hoped that he would want more, as she did. "Hmmm?" "Cal? Do you mind... the .... well the cuffs and stuff" she asked hesitantly. She was encouraged and a little surprised when she felt his prick quickly coming to full erection again. * Cal has never been this turned on before * she thought. "No babe... Makes me horny like nobodies business. You do whatever you want to me hon. I trust you. Now I'll be quiet and you do whatever you'd like to me." he said in a dreamy voice of lust and sex drenched anticipation. Seska thought about it for a moment. She decided to go along with Cal's demands. She had some ideas for how she could bind him but she needed him unable to see for the first part. Stepping off the bed she made ankle cuffs and additional rope appear in her hand after making some rustling noises over near her large purse. * Let him assume I carry all this stuff with me. I can always claim they are props from the act. * Walking back to the bed she swiftly attached the cuffs and drew his legs tightly apart. His cock was at full mast again and she felt a spiky thrill as she imagined draining the hot cum in his balls up into her tight wetness. Now that he was truly bound and helpless to move or touch her she felt a secret thrill of power. "Cal honey you promised not to move and then you did." she reminded him. "I've solved that problem. Now you've promised to be quiet and I'm not sure I can trust you. Hmmm what should I do? Oh I know." Seska said with a playful tone in her voice. A special gag with a large leather bladder, that she had seen a picture of in a magazine once appeared in her hand. Standing over Cal's head her eyes danced with merriment as she told him to open his mouth. Leaning over she let him lick and suckle at each of her nipples for a moment before pulling them away with a shivery sigh of pleasure. "Open wide Love" she told him. Cal obediently opened his mouth again, expecting more tit flesh to suck. Seska pushed the bladder into his mouth and pulled the strap tight around his head before he could react. Over his muffled protests she then removed his blindfold. Seska was shocked and then incredibly turned on by the blazing challenge she saw in Cal's eyes. * He was loving this * and she had to admit that she was turned on too. Cupping her breast and stroking her own nipples in a slutty way she gave Cal a pout. "I'm sorry Cal baby did you think I was going to let you suck my titties all day. You just lay back and think "hard' thoughts. I'm going to put my horny little bondage toy through his paces. I plan on riding you hard and putting you away wet studly". Straddling his hips she caressed his dick and aimed it up into her juicy wet pussy. Her breathing was strained. She felt near to an orgasm already, just from the fixed and intense way that Cal was watching her every move. Sinking down on to his pole she groaned and tossed her head wildly throwing her hair around like an auburn tornado. Cal ground his eyes closed for just a second as Seska's wet tight sleeve engulfed him. His tongue fought with the mass in his mouth to articulate his pleasure. Almost against his will his eyes snapped open again as Seska squeezed him tightly with her vaginal muscles. He was totally helpless and incapable of interfering with Seska's actions in any way. He was carried away in a haze of glorious lustful yearnings that twisted his mind like a psychedelic drug. Seska eventually tired of the slow ecstasy she was achieving by stroking Cal's length into and out of her body in measured pulses. The desire to feel his cream filling her became overwhelming. She placed her hands on Cal's shoulders and gripped tightly. Nipping at his teats with her teeth she began fucking back and down onto his meat with increasing speed and pressure on both of them. From his groans of pleasure and the way his hips were jerking into her, Seska knew that Cal was enjoying their little bondage fantasy almost as much as she was. In her mind she had stopped thinking and was mindlessly chanting in rhythm to her bouncing hips. * Fuck him, fuck him, use him, fuck him, fuck him, use him, gonna cum, gonna cum, fuck him, fuck him, use him, fuck him, fuck him, use him, gonna cum, gonna cum GONNA Cum! GONNA CUM NOW*. "Aiiiieeeeeee annhhh annhhhh aiiiieeeee!!!" Seska cried out as she felt her orgasm crash over her. Inside she felt the hot jets of Cal's sperm spraying. Cal's body went almost totally rigid as a muffled yell tried to escape the swollen leather ball in his mouth. Every element of the whole situation seemed to add to the total pleasure that Seska was enjoying. She wondered briefly what kind of kinky bitch she was but she admitted, that at the moment, she was too high on sex and too tired to care. Collapsing across Cal's sweaty chest, she felt her breasts pressed to his, the air gasping in and out of both their straining lungs. When they had both recovered sufficiently Seska removed all of the bondage apparatus from Cal. She leaned in to kiss his lips after helping him remove the gag. It upset her a bit when he ducked her lips and climbed off the bed. At her hurt look he said, "Just a sec babe, my mouth tastes like shit at the moment, but I'll be right back." He disappeared into the bathroom before she could say anything in response. Over the sounds of him moving around in the bathroom she said "Sorry about that. I've been carrying that thing around for a while and I've never used it before. I didn't know that the gag would absorb all of your saliva and expand like that. I hope it didn't stretch your jaw too much??" From the bathroom she heard Cal grumble something and then say "Don't worry about it, Sexy, all's fair in love and war as the saying goes". [KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK] "I'll get it" Seska called to Cal, "it's probably room service. I called earlier and asked for champagne and strawberries". From the bathroom Cal made another noncommittal noise. * How long does it take you to rinse? * Seska thought as she slipped on a robe and walked to the door. Opening the door, Seska was glad to see the female room service steward with the cart and her order waiting. Turning her back to the young women she reached for her purse for a tip. Motioning with her hand she said, "just leave it anywhere here and thanks for delivering it on time". She registered but ignored that the girl had not responded with anything but a smile as she wheeled the iced champagne over towards the wet bar. She found a five and was about to present it to the girl when she realized that two more young women were now standing in the doorway. The young steward totally ignored her, instead looking at the pale black haired girl, in the door. "Will there be anything else?" she asked. Making eye contact with Seska the black haired girl, who seemed a little younger than her, gave a quirky little grin and then casually ordered the steward to open the champagne. "Who are you and what are you doing in my room?" Seska asked suspiciously. Cal's voice echoed out of the bedroom. "Seska? Is there a problem?" The second girl, who had some strange sort of salt and pepper hair, spoke up before Seska could answer. "I apologize for this. My friend and I have been looking for you and we got a lead that you might be here. I can see that we've come at a bad time. If possible I would like to leave our phone and room number and possibly you could.......". Seska was confused, by these young women suddenly showing up on her doorstep but was even more startled by what happened next. Cal stepped into the room holding a gun out in front of him. "What the fuck is going on here!" he exclaimed angrily. "What are you trying to pull, Seska?" he turned on her accusingly. "Are these "friends' of yours" he asked in a mean tone. Seska was baffled. What the hell was going on? Where had Cal gotten the gun from? Why was he so upset by these two girls? Maybe they were weird for just walking in like they had but that didn't mean he had to kill them. Most confusing of all; why did Cal assume she was trying to "pull something'? "Bree" the shorter, white haired girl said. "Gotcha" the pale black haired girl replied as if having received directions. Cal suddenly started to sway in place as if he were drunk, and then just as quickly he shook it off. Turning he put the gun down as if unsure why he had it in his hand. Looking at Cal, Seska watched his body language undergo a metamorphosis. From tense anger and suspicion towards herself and the strange women he went directly to calm happy acceptance. Seska felt like grabbing her jaw and closing her own mouth. She was sure that it was hanging open. "What the fuck is going on here" she said in an intense voice. She gathered her power ready to bind and restrain anyone that tried to hurt her. * Something fucking crazy was happening here *. "Liv, I got a read on this guy and your not going to ...". "Just a second Bree" the white haired girl interrupted "I've got to make sure that Miss Parker understands that you have haven't hurt anyone. Miss Parker my name is Olivia Yuan and this is my friend Sabrina Killabrough. We...." "Hell Liv don't pussy foot around it this time. We lost that kid up in Pennsylvania cause you wanted to be so damn careful." Turning to face Seska head on the girl, Bree?, said to Seska "Listen sister, here's a newsflash. Your a mutant. We're mutants and your fucking boy friend over there is a member of the god damned......". Seska's panicked mind went into overdrive. She had feared that other mutants might come after her someday. Before the girl could say another word Seska started using her power. A strange helmet appeared on both the girls heads, locked on and completely encasing every part of the their faces but their mouths. Both the girls crumpled to the ground as manacles, ropes and chains appeared all over their bodies. She hoped and prayed that neither of the girls had super strength. "Come on Cal we have to get out of here!" she nearly screamed at her lover. The girl had said they were both mutants and called her a mutant in front of Cal. She looked towards him fearfully in case his face was full of revulsion at knowing her secret. Instead of revulsion Cal's face was full of concern and unhappiness. Instead of coming with her to run and leave the room he went towards the bound girls as if to free them. The little Mexican girl that had delivered the champagne went to help him. In both of their eyes was a strange mixture of horror and anger that the dark haired girl was being hurt. Cal began working at the fittings on the buzz box that encased the girls head. Seska had read about these bondage devices in a book once and been able to summon them ever since. They were nasty pieces of work. Each of the girls was suffering an input barrage that made thinking almost impossible. Piercing tones were blasting in their ears. Strobing lights exploded before their eyes; visible even when their eyelids were closed. Small electrical charges randomly stung them. She had hoped that the light, sound and electrical attack would incapacitate the mutants so that they couldn't use their powers, whatever they were, on her and Cal. "Cal leave them alone and come with me." she nearly begged. Cal's face whipped around and looked at her like she was some stranger. "You hurt Sabrina! You are bad! You shouldn't hurt Sabrina." The other girl gave up her attempts to free the girl and launched herself at Seska. "You let her go, you bitch! You let her go now." Seska barely had time to make leg irons and then handcuffs and a gag appear on the girl before she was fighting off Cal's attack. His fist just missed her head in a wild swing that would have broken her jaw had it connected. With a wail of despair Seska bound Cal with chains and locks. He fell to his back under their weight and Seska immediately made bolted rings appear in the floor which his chains were instantly attached to. Crying into her hands she started towards the still open door. Her only thoughts were of escape. Reaching the door though she looked back. Tears poured down her cheeks. She slammed the door closed and fell heavily on her butt unable to take another step. The world had stopped making sense and she wasn't sure that she wanted to live another minute if things were this fucked up. "Puh Puh Pl Pleaasee Please make it stop!!!" the white haired girl finally managed to put together the words. Both of the girls were twitching in their restraints as small electrical charges where zapping into their heads, furthering their disorientation. Seska let them twitch. For five minutes she sat and watched their suffering. Finally when her own tears seemed to have stopped flowing and she could breath without her nose clogging up again, she decided she wanted some answers. Gesturing at the young woman who had called herself Olivia she made the buzz box disappear and replaced it with a gag. Pulling the girls bound body over towards her Seska let Olivia's head rest on her knees while she examined her face. Her calm cold manner, promised renewed mayhem if she was displeased. Seska waited till the girl had recovered a bit and then began asking questions. Gesturing towards the still convulsing Sabrina with her head Seska said, "She's Sabrina and your Olivia and you just fucked up my life. Tell me in tiny words what you did to my boyfriend and why I shouldn't kill you?". With a pop the gag disappeared from Olivia's mouth. Seska was happy to see that this woman was scared of her. She hoped that meant that there wouldn't be any more surprises. Coughing and trying to get some saliva into her mouth Olivia said "Sa.. Sabrina's power is to template people and make them obey her. Could you please let her....". Seeing the suspicion and anger in Seska's face Liv conceded that it was unlikely that Seska wanted Bree free and able to think clearly. "I can analyze any system or process for strength's and weaknesses with superhuman precision and accuracy." "Bitches!" Seska's hand connected with the softness of Olivia's face with a satisfying solidness as she slapped her three times. Screaming down at the girl she nearly lost it and killed her right then. "Your fucking friend, waltzes in here and mind controls my boyfriend and this other poor girl, like they are her personal property. Then she declares me a mutant and when I try to defend myself she has Cal try to take my head off. You had better find some god damned great words, Right now!, that are going to convince me why I shouldn't put you both on a rack and rip you in half. "Please listen to me" Olivia said with an earnest tone to her voice. She began to explain what she and Sabrina had been trying to do and why they had come to her. As Olivia's voice grew stronger, Seska anger and fear eventually lessened and finally disappeared. What Olivia was saying made so much sense. Just listening to her voice was like receiving a full body massage. Her words eased her fears. Olivia's idea's crept into her mind and helped her see how wrong she had been to react so violently. At one point she felt a bit trapped and controlled by Olivia's words. It was almost as if Olivia was controlling her thoughts. Seska's powers seemed to want her to resist the mental entrapment. It was a very close thing. Her power was just about to kick in and throw off the mental bindings that Olivia seemed to be restraining her will with. Olivia seemed to feel or anticipate this and with a rush she completed convincing Seska to not fight her just before Seska's power could activate. "I don't want to fight you Olivia" Seska said happily. It was so much better knowing that Olivia and Sabrina were going to be her friends. With a wave she made all the restraints on Liv and Bree disappear. "I hope I didn't hurt you guys too much. It was really a shock when you guys came in and then Cal was acting so strange. I still don't understand that". In Sabrina's eyes, as she looked over at Seska, was a new wariness. She was pleased that Liv had been able to convince Seska to be on their side but she never wanted another one of those helmet things anywhere near her ever again. Catching Liv's eye she said "I was trying to tell you about Cal when the roof fell in." Including the now smiling and seemingly friendly Seska in the discussion she addressed them both. "He's with Friends of Humanity! He was setting her up!" "What! Friends of ??? Do you mean the anti-mutant group? That's not possible. Cal doesn't hate me! We've made love. I think I'd know if he thought I was some disgusting inhuman creature.". Even with Liv's convincing Seska wasn't ready to accept what Sabrina was saying. With a wave she removed all the chains and apparatus from Cal. Like a happy puppy he bounced up and went to Sabrina to insure that she was alright. As Cal fawned over her, Bree felt a little sick to her stomach. "Look I don't want to hurt you." she told Seska, ignoring Cal, "but when I template someone I pick up all their surface thoughts and recent memories. When Cal charged out here in his underwear, his mind was still full of his latest plan. In a paranoid moment he thought you had betrayed him to your "mutant' friends. He was worried that you might want more sex and his supply of the drug that forces him to get aroused around you, is getting low. After all you are a diseased animal in his thoughts. He was very happy that he had tape, from the secret setup in the bathroom, of you using your power. He's some third tier commander in the FoH and he was going to drug and present you to his buddies during the convention at the end of the month. You were going to be the center piece of a lynching and he was going to win a lot of praise for tracking, exposing and bringing an Alpha level mutant like you down." Cal was busily massaging Sabrina's shoulders, unconcerned that the asshole that they were talking about was him. He knew somehow that Sabrina was very angry with him and he hoped that she would let him please her in some way. "Cal can't lie to me" Sabrina said to Seska's still pain wracked and disbelieving face. "Cal" she called him around before her. "Tell Seska exactly how you truly feel about her and what you have been planning. With a joyous smile for the opportunity to so easily serve and please Sabrina, Cal began a ten minute dissertation on how he had planned to trap and eventually kill Seska. Seska had freed the maid during this horror story and Sabrina sent the innocent girl back to her work. Olivia stopped listening after awhile. Moving about the suite she collected all of Cal's proof of Seska's mutancy from his secret storage places. When she returned she found Bree hugging the beautiful auburn haired girl. Bree was murmuring in Seska's ear, telling her that things were going to be alright. Seska was in shock. Staring without really seeing she winced with pain each time Cal casually described another way in which he had betrayed her trust and used her for his own bigoted purposes. Luckily he had kept his knowledge to himself. He had planned her destruction to be a surprise which he would get all the credit for. "We need to get her back home with us" Liv said to Bree finally coming in as Cal finished with his gruesome tale. "I don't know any way other than direct "convincing' to remove the pain she's feeling right now. Maybe with time Kim you and I can help her recover from what this bastard has done to her, but there isn't anything we can do with her that will totally remove the pain he has inflicted." "Cal stay here!" Sabrina ordered. Helping the other woman to her feet Sabrina and Liv helped Seska up. After walking her back into the bedroom, Sabrina stripped her naked and then helped her dress. Bree couldn't help admiring her much more voluptuous body. It was hurtful to both Liv and Bree that cruel circumstances had smothered the joyous flame of this vibrant young woman. Even as Bree dressed her, Seska was stumbling about like a puppet woman that had no will and no concept of its future. Liv thought a little shock treatment might be necessary. She should have used her analysis powers to get an idea of how best to treat Seska's condition. Instead she raised her hand to slap her. Even as the hand was moving towards Seska's bare cheek, Seska looked up and her eyes blazed. Faster than Liv or Bree could react Liv's arm was encased in skin tight latex. In a flash her entire body was covered in black shiny latex. Her arms were sealed to her sides and her legs were joined in plastic at the knee and ankle. Her head was totally covered with a latex hood that only left an opening for her nose and eyes. Raising a finger and pointing it at Sabrina as if it was a gun she said in an angry voice, she warned, "Don't you try it". "I would consider your templates as being restraints and I make restraints disappear. I might make the template disappear and then again it might be the templator. So don't even think about it". Turning to the trussed and protesting Olivia she put her hands on her hips as if getting ready to discipline a naughty child. "You can do more than just analyze can't you?" It wasn't really a question, but Olivia slowly nodded her head with a bit of a guilty look. "You can hypnotize and convince with your voice right!" Seska was tired of being the victim and as of right now it was going to stop if she had anything to say about it. "You convinced me to see you two as friends and trust you. Well okay I trust you now but don't you ever do that number on me again. I will not be you two's mind controlled slave. I think I can resist you now that I know. You really don't want to piss me off. You just remember that these" and with a snap two metal collars with high tech readouts and locks appeared in her hand, "...Genoshian Slave collars are just a second away from taking your abilities away if I want them to.". Now here's what were going to do. I want you to really convince the hell out of the rat fuck, Cal out there, that he is a mutant, and that anyone that looks at him will know it. He'll never be able to go near his fucking buddies in the FoH again. With any luck he'll hate himself so fucking much he'll off himself eventually. First though, he should have some time to be miserable and hated and fearful of being exposed. "Next we collect my stuff and we blow this Popsicle stand." Tears began to run down her face as she once again faced the end of her life to that point. With an angry sniff she shook herself and seemed to resolve herself to getting on with her life. "Then we go to this headquarters of yours and I get some private time to sort all this shit out." Addressing both the girls she said with cold certainty "You wanted me in your group, you got me. But it's going to be on my terms. I can see the advantages of what your trying to put together. I don't want to lead so it's fine with me if you two make most of the decisions, but I want to be consulted about, not told what I think, from now on. " With a gesture she returned the gasping Olivia to her former, unbound state and made the repugnant slave collars also disappear. "What will it be??!!" she challenged them. Four hours later they were unloading a taxi at the Las Vegas Airport. Sabrina was chatting up Seska and Olivia as usual was analyzing their choices. As they trotted up the causeway, towards the Learjet that Liv had convinced a business man in the lobby of the Luxor to loan them, Seska was bemusedly fielding Bree's five hundredth question on the sexual uses and possibilities of her mutant powers. "So could you like make a chastity belt with a vibrating dildo appeee e errrr ahhh in in ahjhhhhhh oooohhhh!!!" Sabrina fell behind the other two women for a few seconds but quickly caught up with a sexy smirk for both of them. "Oh darling, I can't wait for you to meet Kimmie we are all going to have so much fun.". Olivia smiled in agreement. Inside though, there was a frown. They were four now. Twinkie, Empress, The Analyst and Restraint but she wasn't totally happy with how these searches were progressing. Two joiners, four non useful powers, one that couldn't be found and one that they had scared that had turned into Plasma Lad and then disappeared with a bang. This last attempted recruiting with Seska/Sarah had been very close to being a deadly disaster. She planned to make their next acquisition safer and easier. Bending all her attention to the task and considering all that she knew about the next candidate, Roger Kenner, she began to analyze and plan. * How do you catch a flying God? Hmmm??? * To be continued:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: That's it for now two more chapters written but they need to be seriously editted. 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