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Tim, the Teenage MC
By: Rass Senip (rass_senip@usa.net)
Proofread By: The Evil Eye

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>This posting contains:

  Chapter VII:  9th Grade, Summer 1986 - Summer Camp Counselors 
     Part 6 - Will You Be My Slave Tonight?    (mc, Mf, mf)

>The next posting contains:

  Chapter XIV:  11th Grade, Winter 1987/88
     Part 1 - Boyfriend, Girlfriend, and the Sight (no sex)
     Part 2 - Traveling Companion              (mmm)

>See the Table of Contents (TOC) posting for a complete list of
all Chapters released so far and information on posting format.
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Chapter VII:  9th Grade, Summer 1986 - Summer Camp Counselors
Part 6 - Will You Be My Slave Tonight?
(mc, Mf, mf)


Friday morning and early afternoon seemed to pass in a flash, but then it
slowed down to a drag during crafts as it neared the time our parents were due
to arrive.

Although we had fun at camp, things tended to become very predictable and...
well, dull.  The entire camp was restless, everyone knowing that there would be
a even bigger wow than when the helicopter came unannounced.  The worst of it
was I was looking forward to it myself.

We almost failed to notice them when they did finally show up.  We expected
something noisy, flashy, or just plain big.  When the five men and three women
entered the camp on horseback, they nearly pulled up next to us before some
cried, "They're here!"

Two horse drawn wagons followed behind them, and all of the horses were pure
black except the four white ones our parents rode.  They were all dressed in
lightweight riding gear, and my mom's outfit was less conservative than her
usual style.

Despite everyone being initially disappointed, the horses turned out to be
quite a treat.  Practically all the girls had a chance to ride them, and quite
a few boys did too.  And right before dinner, my mom amazed everyone by
lassoing my dad from ten feet away while she was on horseback.

Joey's parents seemed at home playing cowboy, and surprised Joey when they told
us of their younger days.  They used to ride horses and camp out west in the
wide open ranges.  They even admitted that both their kids had been conceived
somewhere near the Grand Canyon.  Joey only blushed a little.

The biggest treat was yet to come.  As the sun was setting, my parents had
everyone go sit out in the big field in front of the camp's main entrance.
After telling Smitzer and Jarvos to get their permission, they shielded the two
head counselors' thoughts so I couldn't find out.

The sky exploded in color as fireworks were launched from three different sites
all around us.  The show lasted nearly twenty minutes, with the regular
compliment of colorful starbursts with a loud boom here and there.  The finale
was a loud and sparkling image of my mom's face that turned into mine.  I
wanted to run and hide from embarrassment, but Suzi remarked it was a rather
sweet thing for my father to do, and nobody seemed to think there had been
anything wrong with it.

After saying good night and goodbye to my mom, I made my way back to my cabin
with my thoughts centered on how wrong I had been to worry about their visit.
Laying down in my bunk, I reached out to say good night to any of my friends
who were not already asleep.  When I reached Penny's mind, I nearly shit in my
pants.

I ran at top speed to the lake's beach, stopping in my tracks at the sight of
Penny's ass fucking my pop's dick.

"You bastard!  How DARE you use my friend for your fuck toy!" I screamed at my
father.

"Don't talk to me like that!  She's not your property.  Damn it, Tim.  Can't
you see she's got a great ass?  I don't understand why you haven't fucked it
yourself."

Knowing I wouldn't get anywhere with Penny fucking her ass on his pole, I
reached into her mind to figure out how much damage had been done.

I found his regular set of commands that made her his willing fuck toy whenever
and for as long as he wanted her.  It was the same set of commands he had used
on Katie, hiding all trace of her sex slave existence until he triggered it
back into being.  Penny would continue living her own life without any memory
about his uses of her body.

My own skill wasn't good enough to undo his expertly installed conditioning
without making a mess of the rest of Penny's mind.  And because the Penny I
knew wouldn't be affected by his tampering,  I decided it would be best just
not to tamper with it.

I shoved my face in his, opened a empathic connection with him, and said with a
cold serious voice, "If you ever touch one of my friends again, I'll denounce
you as my father and bust through that shield of yours to make you a sex
hating, God loving monk.  Good night, Father."

My empathic connection had resulted in draining the color from his face.  He
had no doubt I had meant every word, and we both knew I could do what I had
said.  

I laid in my bunk for hours fighting my desire and lust.  Despite that the very
idea horrified me, I was also incredibly aroused by it at the same time.  The
image of her blissfully fucking and sucking me constantly popped into my head.
I wanted her so badly, and she would never be any the wiser.  But I would know,
and that was my dilemma.  When the sky began to brighten, I finally got up and
went straight to Penny's cabin.

My mind was made up to give it a shot.  I awoke Penny and we went out to the
beach.  I showed her the butt marks in the sand and told her everything.  When
she flat out said it didn't matter, I quickly checked to see if that had been
part of my father's programming.  It wasn't.

Long before I came along, Penny had accepted that it was just how her life was
meant to be.  She had rebelled by forming the deep hatred of the male
population.  But I had ended her fight against her fate.  Penny had known in
her heart that her surrender meant she would again be the unwilling toy of
uncaring males.  

But I wasn't satisfied with that.

"What if instead of giving in, you go out and get some revenge."

"I've tried that."

"You tried to get guys to rape you so you could beat the living shit out of
them.  But that just makes things worse.  I'm thinking you could probably find
some guys who would willingly become YOUR slaves.  You have the looks, and with
a little help from me, the twins, and Suzi, you could become a sex goddess, men
begging you to use them like they had used you.

"You can't be serious."

"I'm very serious.  Picture this.  You notice a guy watching you.  For several
days, you feel his eyes undressing you every time he sees you.  Tell me that
hasn't happened to you before."

"It's happened lots of times."

"You start to encourage him, bending over a lot, showing him a little more
skin, flirting with him, teasing him by touching his crotch or ass, making it
look accidental."

"I already do that stuff."

"But when he's ripe for picking, you offer to give him a blow job if he can
prove he wants it bad enough.  You give him one of those leather cock and ball
harnesses that the twins brought and make him wear it for at least a day.
After he does, you give him the blow job."

"That's revenge?  Making them wear... leather?  And you know I'm grossed out
just thinking about putting one in my mouth."

"I know, but I can change that if you let me.  For what I have in mind, you
would have to suck 'em.  You see, I'll copy what the twins and Suzi know about
sucking cock into your head.  Imagine he's wearing the harness the way you
like, so you give him a one of your addictive blow jobs.  Every day or two, you
check to see if he continues to wear the harness.  After a week of checking
him, teasing him, promising him you'll do it again soon, you finally do.

"But just before he's about to cum, you stop and tell him he will have to beg
for it.  Make him say anything you want him to say, then tell him if he wants
another blow job, he will have to start wearing a cock ring, or maybe a ball
sling or something.

"MMMMmm, yeah..."

"That's when you really start conditioning him to wear the leather garments you
pick out for him.  By the fourth blow job, you'll be randomly making him strip,
making him wear something different, maybe even something uncomfortable for
him."

"I like the idea, but I want more than just control over his wardrobe."

"I know.  I promise you by the fifth or sixth blow job, he'll be willing to do
whatever you say.  The key is to give him the first two within a week of each
other, then make them wait longer and longer between blow jobs.  The sixth
probably should be at least three weeks after the fifth.  By then he'll be
trying to please you any way he can, not just by wearing the stuff you want him
to."

"How do you know this will work?  I don't see you going around doing it."

"No, I've never done it.  But the twins do it all the time.  They even did it
to me and Joey.  I'm hopelessly addicted to their blow jobs.  Don't you dare
tell this to Suzi, but Joey and I lied.  Compared to the twins', Suzi could be
using her teeth instead of her tongue.  Well, that's not really true.  Suzi's
blows are great, but nothing can come close to the twins.  We're just lucky
they don't have a selfish bone in their bodies."

"But even if the twins had made us their toys, Joey and I would have eventually
broken free because we're not the kind of guys who are happy with just sex.
But there are lots of guys out there looking for just sex.  That's who you want
revenge against.  And I can guarantee you could even get some of them to...
suck the shit out of your ass."

We were laying on the beach next to each other, and Penny had started to worm
her body a bit from her arousal.  When I mentioned her all time dirtiest
fetish, her hand sank into her shorts while her eyes got a distant look to
them.

"MMmmmmm, do it.  Please do it.  I want to make them pay.  I'll do anything to
have those bastards suck my ass out!"

"Anything?  That's what I've been fishing for.  Penny, if you freely become my
sex craving slave for one day, I'll give you your wish."

Penny snapped out of her daze, giving me a cold calculating look.

"One day, and then never again?" she finally asked.

"Well, my dad taught me never to say never, especially when negotiating a deal.
But if you don't ask me for additional help afterwards, then yes.  Never
again."

"And you won't change anything about me unless I give you permission to?"

"That's the way I usually work it."

"Yes or No."

"Sorry.  Yes."

"And there are no strings attached.  I can do whatever I want, with whoever I
can get?"

"Well, a few strings.  You can't permanently injure them or make them do
something that would seriously endanger their health.  Like you can't make them
swallow your shit or have them fight someone unless it's in self defense.  But
other than that, you can use them anyway you want,  punish them however you
wish.  

"As far as who....  I can't promise anything there.  If there's a friend of
mine, or someone I think doesn't deserve your punishment, I might free them.
But I really doubt that will happen.  Only the dick heads would get trapped
into becoming your slave."

"And why should I trust you'll keep your word?"

That stung slightly, especially since she was already mine for the picking if I
had simply wished to.  So I made my position very clear.

"Allow me to remind you of how easy it would be for me to not even bother with
giving you anything," I said, pulling out my hard cock.  "You see this dick?
You want more than anything to suck my juices out.  Feel how bad you want it?
You hunger for it.  You starve for it.  You feel as if you'll die without it.
Now snap out of it, you're drooling.  That's why you can trust me."

"You bastard.  If you ever do that again, let me suck the damn thing!  HRRRR.
Fine.  I'll be your Fucken suckin' slave.  Just do it already and let me get..
Oh!!"

"Before I fuck your pretty white ass like my dad did last night, I think I'm
going to try my first tit fuck and cum all over those big juicy breasts of
yours.  Now get those fucken clothes off."

I straddled her chest, putting my dick between her plentiful mounds.  Her
tongue stretched out to lick my head, and I quickly began my fuck.  Penny's
breasts rolled with my strokes as my dick's head entered and reentered her
lips.  When I came, I shot all over her breasts and chest, then I smeared it
with my chest as laid down on top of her to enter her front door.

I humped her madly as we tongue fucked each other's mouths, cumming fairly
quickly in her hot pussy.  I let her get on top of me when I fucked her ass,
that taking quite a bit longer before I came.

While she cleaned her shit off my pecker in the lake with her hands, I made
arrangements for Penny and I to have the entire day off.  I took my slave to
Suzi's tent to grab the open container of drink.  I kicked the twins out of bed
and their cabin, then spent half of the day fucking, restoring our energy by
drinking conservative amounts of the drink.

At noon I fucked her mouth and fed her her lunch, not entirely filling her
tummy with cum, but plenty to keep her satisfied.  The bed had become soaked
with the mixture of our juices, so when the drink ran out around two thirty, I
decided my lust for Penny had gone.  She gave me one last deep throated blow
job as we showered, then we dressed before I kissed her.

The kiss broke my spell, and her passive tongue instantly jumped to life.
Despite our bodies' exhaustion, I only objected a little when she insisted I
immediately complete my half of the deal.

Even though I had already copied the twins' blow job skill into my head, I
didn't have all that I needed.  I spent nearly two hours sorting out the twins
minds again, swearing I would never do it a third time.  Their minds were
extremely difficult to read information from, and I concluded that it was by
design.

Suzi's was a breeze in comparison, taking less than two minutes to complete.
Penny allowed me to tone down her revulsion of sucking cock to where she was
indifferent about it altogether while I tied the 'strings' she had already
agreed to.

After her preparation was finished, she wanted to test them out on some of the
males in the camp.  I strongly argued against that because I desperately wanted
to go sack out in my bunk.

She used her worst insults to get my compliance, then almost dragged me to find
someone suitable for her trial run.  I nodded off while Penny worked her
teasing magic on Berry Lutzer.  She later pulled him in my cabin and picked out
a leather studded g-string for him to wear.  I rolled over and went back to
sleep as he scrambled to put on his new garment.

A half hour before dinner, Penny woke me up, asking if I wanted to watch.  I
managed to keep my eyes open for the first ten or so minutes while Penny began
using the longest and most brainwashing method an unempathic person could do.

When the dinner bell woke me, Penny was still at Berry's cock.  His face was
placid, body limp except for the occasional shudder or squirm.  I grimaced
remembering my own experience of when the twins had used that method on me.

I had the audacity to claim they couldn't keep me from blowing my load after
the first twenty minutes without using their empathic talents.  Joy had held me
senseless for at least forty minutes before my body couldn't take it anymore.  

Unlike the ones the twins usually gave me, this one had been developed with the
purpose of conditioning the male to anticipate greater states of arousal while
patiently waiting for longer periods between their rewards.

If I hadn't already been exposed to that kind of long term arousal, my bet with
the twins would have backfired on me horribly.  But the twins knew I was safe
from being affected by this brainwashing, especially if they didn't follow up
with further treatments.

Once Berry had reached the first stage, indicated by his relaxing and turning
complete control of the pleasure over to her, Penny began working him up to a
high state of arousal, then quickly brought him back down once determining he
had reached it.  Each time she repeated the climb, she took him back up at an
slower pace, but rewarded him for his patience by either extending the time she
kept him up there, or took him to an even higher state.  

More than half of the knowledge I had implanted in Penny's mind dealt just with
recognizing the many signs the male body displays to determine its level of
arousal.  

I also installed a great deal of medical knowledge into Penny's head.  A lot of
that information dealt just with stimulus. But there was also a considerable
amount of information just on the sexual organs themselves.  The anatomy of the
organs, maintaining them at peak sexual performance, treating them for various
illnesses and dysfunctions, and even surgical augmentation or removal for both
sexes.

The psychological insight she had needed for maintaining her control later
allowed her to become a shrink, specializing in the 'treatment' of
over-aggressive males.

The rest had been an assortment of different techniques, only three having
mindwashing affects.  I originally hadn't copied the mindwashing skills into my
own head.  I had understood the basic concepts behind them, and I had never
intended to give anyone this capability.  Eric had only gained the techniques
of the safe type.

After the tenth or so treatment, the anticipation of the next time would drive
the conditioned male to continue being Penny's willing servant without
requiring further blow jobs.  And giving further treatments actually would do
more damage than anything else.  Penny wouldn't be able to stimulate the amount
of pleasure the male's mind was anticipating by that time.

Berry finally reached his breaking point thirty-seven minutes after reaching
the first stage.  I lifted the sleeping Penny off the floor then laid her in my
bunk.  I waited while Berry struggled pulling his shorts over his new leather
underwear, then let him lean on me while we walked to eat dinner.

Penny and I couldn't have picked a better subject for her trial run.  Berry was
a self centered, ego driven jock who enjoyed seeking out fresh pussy.  I was
sure by Monday Berry would be looking out for a strong willed girl to commit
and submit to.  The guy probably never wore cloth underwear again.

We all had a great time Sunday.  I had never realized how much fun the adults
had running the carnival for us.  Even though I got hit in the face ten times
by pies, I complained very loudly when my time as a target was up.

Dinner time triggered everyone's sinking feeling, knowing that it was our last
night together.  The twins became almost frantic by the sudden change in the
camp's mood.  They were ready to use physical force against me before I agreed
to help them cheer everyone up.

I 'convinced' the other Jr. counselors to have everyone hold hands.  We ended
up sitting in a large rough circle, the twins carefully making sure that they
had the same number of people between them and myself.  I realized very quickly
they were going to use their empathic power somehow, and expected me to use
mine in the same way when they did.

After working out their positions,  the twins took the hands of their
neighbors, closed their eyes, and indicated to me to have everyone do the same.

I had to make a few people comply, then closed my own.  A few moments later,
there was a stream of gasps as the twins powered up their gift.  Like a domino
affect, each person gasped after the person next to them did.  The energy the
twins sent through the linked hands made its way towards me from both sides.

When Johnny and Ted gasped on either side of me, the twin's familiar presence
entered my hands and was followed by a gentle touch of 'home'.  After several
moments of experimentation, I managed to amplify and transmit the feeling out
through my own hands as the twins had intended.

After only a few minutes, the twins decided it was time to quit and started
letting the sensation slowly fade away.

Instead of the explosion of questions I had expected when everyone opened their
eyes, there was only the sound of people getting up with a few quiet
conversations taking place.  My boys were waiting for me to go back to the
cabin with me to pack.  Not feeling any different myself, I scanned the boys to
see what had happened.

The twins had combated the blues by reminding everyone of home.  Everyone
looked forward to going home, forgetting they may never see each other again.

We all met in the twin's cabin later that night feeling the sadness return.
Penny only stayed a few minutes before joining Berry on the beach for some sex.
I asked her permission to have that painting made of her, and everyone made
plans to join us for the unveiling.

Knowing that we would all get together again improved our moods, but only for a
little while.  We made a toast and promised we all would return next year.  The
rest of us watched Scooter, Gina, Jerry, and Dana as they began to experience
the drink's full effects for the first time before we split up into our groups.

Joey and Mick each had a twin between their legs, while Eric, Suzi, and I had
another threesome.  After the drink's effects wore off, Eric's eyes teared up,
quickly bringing out my own.  The two of us held each other while we cried,
with Suzi joining us soon after.

Joey and Mick both shed a few tears, but never outright cried.  Strangely
enough, only the twins remained dry eyed.  A defensive reflex blocked out the
emotion around them.

Everyone left around midnight to sleep in their own beds.  Eric had the hardest
time that night and didn't want to sleep alone.   He ended up in Suzi's bed
even after I had said no.

I won't go into the details about the following morning.  Those ten minutes
while everyone got on their buses was one of the saddest moments of my life.

Suzi, Joey, and I all snuggled up to each other as the limo pulled away,
immediately making room for the twins a moment later.  We were asleep for most
of the trip home. 

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The first 12 chapters of this story are available at:
http://www.mcstories.com/Tim/

And the very latest version of this story, plus other stories set in 
_The Book_'s Universe are also available at:
ftp://asstr.ml.org/pub/Authors/Rass_Senip/
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