Chapter 45 - Programming Lisa The three of them were sitting, holding hands. Then, Andy looked at me, realized I was there, and blushed. “He is watching us,” she whispered. All three of them looked at me with sheepish expressions. I grinned at them and rose to go outside to retrieve the liter bottle of chemical and the measuring cup. When I returned, I poured fifty cubic...
Chapter 44 - Hen Party I read over the note from Uncle Bert again as the others waited patiently. Then, I reviewed the formula in depth. I was very pleased I was so close to having the answer myself. If I had continued working on it, I probably would have achieved the result in less than a month. I put the note and the formula back in their envelope and in the safe. "Mary. Andy. Uncle...
Chapter 42 - The Hermit The truck crawled across the hard packed dirt path toward the foothills on this high plateau. All three women had been quiet since we left the motel. It was an uneasy silence. Perhaps I should have missed the enjoyable banter or sweet sounds they normally emitted, but my mind had only one focus: the formula. They had dressed that morning to please me, as they...
Chapter 43 - Decision When the Hermit said he wanted Lisa to suck his cock, we all froze, none of us moving an inch. Even the gentle thrusting of Lisa's hips and her sucking of the Hermit's thumb stopped. She popped his thumb from her mouth to stare at me. We all realized where the Hermit was going with his conversation. He would want all of them. I began to shake as the sweat oozed...
Chapter 41 – Passage As you know, Andy is a kitten, which means she is chemically programmed to obey my commands. I could say to her, “On your back, bitch, and spread them,” and she would immediately comply, gladly giving me that which I desired. The programming would force her to obey. And, Andy’s own love for me, that un-programmed part of her nature, reinforced the programming. ...
Strange Bedfellows Indeed (Part 4) Hillary Clinton tweeked her nipples as she lay flat against her hotel bed, her short legs splayed limply to the side as she soaked in several post orgasmic aftershocks. As she flipped her erect nipples, bathed in the blue light coming off the TV in front of her, the siren like pounding in her head slowly subsided, allowing her to attempt some...
Chapter 40 - Decorations Quickly, I was asleep and dreaming. I was in a huge mansion, like San Simeon or an English castle, with unabashed opulence. I was in a large sitting room, probably two thousand square feet in an approximate square, with twenty feet high ceilings. Animal heads and art work decorated the mahogany walls. There were heads of wild beasts such as rhino and...
Part 3 “The freakin’ first lady... what the hell does she want with me?” Latrell whispered to himself as he sat in front of the glowing computer screen. He thought about the strange offer for a few moments then typed in the simple reply, “Sure” without really knowing why, to his agent, then resumed checking his other accumulated mail. As he sat there, Latrell realized an entire...
Strange Bedfellows Indeed Part 2 As Hillary Clinton rushed through her day, from staff meetings, to photo-ops with world leaders, and three separate meetings with her senatorial planning committee in the White House, 200 miles away, in a luxurious 14th floor apartment in Upper Manhattan, Latrell Sprewell was taking a more leisurely approach to the day. For the third time since he...
Chapter 39 - Honkytonkin Lisa was squirming in the captain’s chair in the truck as we zipped down the highway. If ever there was a woman in sexual need, it was she. The bell was tinkling like sleigh bells at Christmas time. The flush never left her face. “Looking forward to this?” I asked. “Oh, no, Davy. I really don’t want this!” “What a lying cunt,” the devil dog muttered. “She...
Chapter 38 - On the Road Cathy continued to daub herself dry with the towel. She was watching me from the corner of her eye, her head angled down and away submissively. I was concentrating, on edge waiting to feel her power burst at me, but I felt nothing from her. When she finished, she carefully folded the towel and hung it on the towel rod. She took a deep breath, exhaling...
Strange Bedfellows Indeed PART 1 Chapter 1 Struggling once again with insomnia, as a large volume of the “History of New York State” rested heavily on her lap, Hillary sat up in bed doing research. At 2:44 a.m., in actuality, Hillary was trying to find the dullest thing she could that would perhaps help her fall asleep. She had unfortunately built up a tolerance to the...
Chapter 37 - Cathy's Power Andy was smiling down at me as I struggled to awaken. She handed me a cup of coffee and fluffed the pillows behind my back, gently touching my arm in loving tenderness as I sat up. Mary entered, giving me a quick look to determine if she dared risking talking to me. Seeing no negative feelings in my face, she quickly told me everything was in order,...
Chapter 36 - Dreaming Mary was smiling at me brightly as she sat on the edge of the bed watching me sip my coffee. Slowly, her expression dimmed. First her eyes changed, with the light diminishing like someone inching down the dimmer on a ceiling chandelier. Then, some slight change in the musculature around the lips as if trying to hold the smile in place but losing the enthusiasm...
Chapter 35 - A Wild Night Mary lay under me, her hands still stroking and caressing me gently. She was waiting on me to answer her question. Would I be a father, not just a seed contributor, to a child if she bore it for me? She had that look again. Was she in my mind, reading it? If she could read my mind, why did she ask questions like that? “Can you read my mind?” “No,” she...
Chapter 34 - Answers? Mary drove the Suburban up the driveway, as Andy and I were finishing dressing in the back. Andy was her old, sweet, happy, self again, although I was unsure whether two long hard fucks in four hours or all my patient loving and talking did the trick. We unloaded Lisa’s things and the new bondage gear we bought at the boutique. I slipped down to the dungeon ...
Chapter 33 - A Day in Denver Mom, Dad, Abby and Betty had left to drive to the airport. I had to put all four of them in trances to make them quit asking why Cathy was not going home with them. After the trance, they understood Cathy was going to live with us until further notice and asked no more questions. They did not know she was going to live naked in my dungeon, my...
Chapter 32 - Good Morning In the basement dungeon, I rummaged through the toy box to find a few items I wanted and stuck them in my pocket. I kissed Cathy goodnight, not a lover’s kiss but a brother’s, one the cheek. She had raised her head to mine but our bodies did not touch. There were tears in her eyes but not anger. Mary waited as I locked the door to the dungeon, taking...
Chapter 30 - Mom Mary had just suggested I take Mom in the bedroom and fuck her. As Mary, Mom and I sat, the silence was so strong I could hear the tick of the clock on the wall. No one was moving. Mary had that look again, the look she gets when she is inside my mind, reading my thoughts. She was waiting on me to act as though she already knew what I would do. Mother was...
Chapter 31 - Cathy’s Secret Cathy was following me downstairs in the Vail house, unaware of what was about to happen. Mary, who always had an idea, followed behind her. When I opened the dungeon door, I seized Cathy’s arm to drag her inside. She saw all the bondage equipment: the horse, the table, and the wall ladder. “No,” she shouted. It was a fight, a real,...
Chapter 29 - Family Time With Mom, Dad, Abby, Betty and Cathy all watching, unblinking and in shock, I rolled Andy off me. She did not even groan when her head thudded against the floor. She was splayed out in all her naked glory, which is quite glorious I will admit, but I knew she would be mortified to have them see her this way. Why, you ask, would a woman who screamed for a...
Chapter 28 - Whipping Andy When Uncle Bert built the house in Vail, he installed a dungeon in the basement, complete with all the trimmings and trappings you might expect. Andy and I had spent some delightful time at Mistress Diana's B&D emporium in New York but this was the first time I had taken her to my own dungeon. Of course, she wanted to go. Why else would see have started...
What Goes Around.......Part 2 Stardog Champion jprobx@webtv.net As surreal as it felt having two complete strangers sitting to each side of her, fondling and groping at her breasts, thighs and vagina, Sara Rutledge was still able to detach herself from the overwhelming physical sensations and focus more on the pathetic state her husband Len was in. As Marcus continued squeezing ...
What Goes Around......... Part 1 Stardog Champion jprobx@webtv.net At 47 years of age, Len Rutledge had carved out quite a nice life for himself. If anyone was, he was a prime example of the American Dream. Growing up in the blue-collar, bucolic Midwest, Len went to Vietnam when duty called and then proceeded to serve his country in the Army for the next 30 years. With Sara, his...
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