Angie wanted to fuck only me, and I loved screwing her, but I wanted more. I had this power, and I wanted to find out just how far I could go. I asked Angie who of her girlfriends might be a good candidate for my next effort. She looked at me as if I'd asked her to cut her own throat.
"Don't worry, honey (I'd been calling her that since that first time), I still want you, but I need to test my powers. I've never tried them on a girl that didn't know me yet, and I want to see if I can succeed. I wish I knew a lesbian. That would be a real good test. If I could make her want to fuck me, I'd know my powers were very strong. Did any of your girlfriends ever come on to you, or tell you they liked girls rather than guys?"
Angie blushed and stammered for a moment. "Well. sweetheart (her term for me), a couple of my girlfriends asked me for sex, but I turned them down. But both of them like guys too. In fact, one of them asked me if you were as good as advertised. I just smiled and told her yes. But my cousin, Janie, is a full, fledged girl lover. She had been after me for years, and she's asked my girlfriends, too. We tried to set her up on a date with a guy, but she stood him up to fuck another girl in her school. She lives on the other side of town. I could invite her for the weekend if you want me too. Just make sure you keep me happy at the same time."
Thanks, honey. No way, will I let you go without. Why don't you watch? You might find it fun. Who knows, you may even like girls too."
"Not likely with this equipment down here available to me. But I'll watch anyway. I don't want anybody stealing my guy, especially when I can prevent it."
That last remark would have normally irritated me, but with Angie, I felt good that she felt that strongly. Angie was a great fuck, and since that first time, she went out of her way to make me feel good whenever we screwed. She would get books on techniques and she picked Jeannie's mind for all her knowledge. What a girl!
That weekend came, and I was not prepared for her cousin. I expected a dyke that looked like all those pictures and videos you see. You know, short hair, dressed in men's pants and maybe even wearing chains and such. Janie was cheerleader material. She was blonde, blue-eyed with great legs. Not much on top, but she didn't need it. She had the sexiest voice, and she dripped the promise of sexual desire. How could this vision be attracted to only girls? The guys in her school must have been as frustrated with her as our guys were with Angie. I hoped I could change that this weekend. Angie introduced us, and her distaste for males was readily apparent.
"What is he doing here? I thought it was just us girls, this weekend." The disappointment in her voice was crystal clear. I figured she wanted to work Angie into bed with her, and my presence thwarted those plans. I intended to have her bed someone, and that someone was me.
"Hi Janie, I'm Oscar, and Angie invited me over too. She seemed to think I'd like meeting you."
The venom in her answer was unmistakable. "Why would she ever think that? She knows how I feel. Well, I guess I have to put up with it. What is he to you, anyway, Angie?"
"He's my boyfriend, and, yes, my lover too." Angie sounded proud. I was too.
"Your WHAT??? I thought you didn't like or want sex, and certainly not from a boy." She spit the word 'boy' out, and she looked shocked. I guess she wanted to get into Angie's panties as bad as I did. Angie noticed and gave me a 'what did I tell you' look.
Janie stalked off to her room and slammed the door. Angie turned to me and shrugged her shoulders. "She's wanted to fuck me for years. I think she's in love with me, and this has to hurt her. Please don't make her hate me. She's still family and I do like her as person, but never as a lover. Why should I, I have you, don't I?"
"Angie, my work is cut out for me. I don't intend to change her preferences, I just want her to be open to the possibilities a male can give her. You know, I'd never hurt anybody, but she needs to at least feel a cock in her pussy so she can decide if she's really a lesbian or bi-sexual. Do you know if she's ever done anything with a boy?"
"Never, as far as I know. She has at least three or four guys ask her out a week, but she just laughs at them. She even makes a point to try to steal the best looking girls in her school and convert them to girl-girl sex. I don't care for her doing that, but that's the way she is. Still want to try her?" Angie looked at me like it was a lost cause. I kinda felt the same way, but I liked a challenge, and this was sure a challenge.
"One last thing, honey. I want to try to put a trigger in your head that will let me know if anything bad is happening with you. I have a feeling that Janie is going to try something with you, and you might not like it. By the way, where is Brad (her brother)? I haven't seen him all day."
"Go ahead. It won't hurt me will it? (I shook my head no, I'd done this to Jeannie and my parents already). Brad is on a date but he should be back shortly, why do you ask?"
"He might be able to help you if you need him. Besides, if we can make Janie like guys, he might want to sample her too. I've already put the trigger in - you didn't feel anything did you?" She shook her head no, and then smiled at me. She motioned me to her bedroom and I followed eagerly. This was always something to look forward to, and meeting Janie made me horny in spite of her demeanor. Angie would just have to help me with my horniness. Looking at her face, she was just as horny as I was. Call me later!
That next morning, the trigger I put in Angie's head went off like a rocket. I wondered what was happening. Following the waves, I found myself in front of Angie's room. Her parents were working, but Brad was still here. I wondered where he was. I wondered if Janie was any part of the trigger response. I tried Angie's door. It was locked, like I suspected. Angie had given me a key long ago, so I used it and opened the door slowly and as quietly as I could. The sight I saw made my skin crawl.
Janie had tied up both Angie and Brad. She was naked (nice ass) in front of Angie and was licking her cunt. Angie did not look like she was enjoying any of it. She had a look of fear. But what really pissed me off was what Janie had done to Brad. She had tied him naked in a chair facing her and Angie. She had tied his cock and balls back behind him, so that if he tried to get erect, he would be in extreme pain. He was gagged (as was Angie) and he looked to BE in extreme pain. Hell, the scene with Janie and Angie was giving me an erection, and I was mad as hell at Janie. Brad couldn't see me from the chair, but Angie did. She was looking at me with pleading eyes. Brad caught it and looked my way too. I had to stop this right now. I will not have people I'm not infuencing forced into sex, especially sex they don't want.
I thought at Janie "Stop that right now. Angie's cunt now tastes like shit, and the more you lick it the worse it will taste. You can't stand the idea of forcing someone into sex anymore, and you will untie Angie and Brad right now!!!" I sent that message over and over into her brain. She paused in her licking and made a face. She went back down and made another face. She tried and tried, but the pussy juice (what there was of it) made her ill. She was resisting me but I finally won. She untied Angie and went over to untie Brad. Angie ran to me and hugged me tightly. Brad slapped Janie hard as soon as his hands were free.
"What the hell did you do that for, bitch? I've never done anything to you. I've never come on to you. I knew you were a lezzie, and I didn't want anything to do with you. Why the hell did you force yourself on Angie? You want her, fine, but she needs to want you too, and thank God Oscar was here, or who knows what might have happened." He had grabbed both of Janie's hands and was holding them very tight. Janies's small breasts were bobbing up and down as she struggled, and she was cursing Brad and me with words I had never heard before. I was pissed and so was Brad. But Angie was madder than either of us and she left me and went over to Janie with a look of pure disgust on her face.
"You lezzie bitch. You're my cousin, or I'd have you arrested for forcible rape. Yes rape. A girl can rape a girl as well as a guy can rape a girl. If I ever would have had the idea of having sex with you, I sure as hell wouldn't do it now. Oscar, here may have saved you some jail time, but I'm not through with you yet, cunt. Sweetheart, what did you have in mind, for this little worm?" Angie gave her a swift kick between her legs as she said that, and Janie went down to the floor grabbing her cunt. Brad and Angie just smiled. I was still in shock over the whole thing, but Angie was looking at me for an answer. I suddenly thought of the perfect solution and punishment at once.
I turned my attention and my power on Janie again. "Janie, from now on, you will have an uncontrollable desire to have Brad's dick up your ass. (Angie was still linked to me and she heard that and gave me an evil smile and then told Brad whose face lit up with a combination of revenge and desire. He smiled at me.) You will also desire to be my sex slave and let me use you in any way I desire. Every time I use you, you will come, and when Brad ass fucks you, you will have the best comes of your life. You will still be a lesbian, but you cannot resist either one of us when we want to fuck you. (Angie had a puzzled look on her face - I guess she wanted to know what I was going to do for her) Now, when you see Angie, you will become the most submissive little slave you can be. You will beg to lick her shoes and you will live to carry out her every wish. You will NEVER NEVER approach Angie for sex unless Angie wants you to. You will not be able to stand to look Angie in the eye, nor will you have any desire to fuck her unless Angie orders you to. (Angie gave me a big smile, and her evil grin was back. She was going to enjoy having a slave, as was I) Lastly, you will inform me of girls you screw that you think Brad or I would want to fuck, and you will try your best to make them want to fuck us. If you do not succeed in this, you will not have any sexual desires for women for a week. The only way you can relieve your urges is to seek Brad or I out and beg us to fuck you. (Angie's face lit up again, and she told Brad. He gave me a look of profound gratitude and reached out and slapped Janie again. She cowered back and started sobbing.)
I gave Janie a few minutes to let that all sink in, and motioned for Brad and Angie to join me. We left the room, closed the door and went into Brad's room. I wanted to find out what happened.
Brad spoke first. "I was up getting some breakfast, when Janie came down in only her panties. She gave me a look that said "Wanna fuck?" I ignored her, she'd done this before only to get me undressed and squeeze my balls so hard that they were sore for days. She'd laugh and laugh and proceed to finger fuck herself to orgasm right in front of me saying her fingers were four times better than any old cock could ever be. This morning, however, she took my dick out of my robe and led me upstairs. I had no choice, she was leading me and I had to follow. When we got to her room, she sat me down in a chair and squatted down like she was going to suck my cock. She grabbed some ropes, tied me up and dragged me and the chair into Angie's room, where Angie was already tied up. You know the rest." I was getting pissed off again, and only the fact that I wanted to hear what happened to Angie kept me from running off to fuck Janie that very moment.
"Angie, how did you get tied up?"
"I was lying in bed coming off a nice wet dream where you were eating me out, to find that Janie was between my legs just slurping away. It made me sick. She wasn't even half as good as you, and she does this all the time. I pushed her away, but she grabbed one of my tits saying that by the time she was done, I'd forget all about those goddammed dicks. She forced me off the bed, still grabbing my tit and sat me down. She took my other tit in her mouth and sucked on it, while tying my hands behind me. She then left and brought Brad in. She gagged both of us, and started back on my cunt. I never felt anything but revulsion when she was doing that, and it still makes me ill. Thank God for that trigger. How did you know she'd try something, Oscar?"
"I saw how she looked at you yesterday when you told her that I was your lover. She would have beat me to pulp if she could have managed it. I've never seen hate like that before, and I hope I never do. Lets go see to our new slave now."
All three of us went back to Angie's room to find Janie lying on the bed with her legs wide open finger fucking herself moaning Angie's name over and over. Angie went over and slapped her hand away.
"You will not pleasure yourself using my name unless I give you permission, slave."
"Yes Mistress" (Brad and I both looked on in wonder. I never thought Angie was capable of this)
"Now slave, worship Brad's cock so that it can be ready to use your worthless ass for his rightful pleasure. And if I even think that you're hurting him in any way, I will punish you severely. Do you understand, slave?"
"Yes, Mistress. Please Master, may I suck your great cock, please?" Janie was crawling over to Brad with a pitiful look. I could see the revulsion in her eyes, but she came over anyway. Angie gave me a "wanna fuck" smile, and this one I knew was genuine. We went at it on the bed, but we still watched Brad and Janie when we could. Brad had gotten a great suck job from Janie, who wanted to gag, but the most fun part for me was watching Brad penetrate Janie's virgin asshole. Needless to say, he was not very gentle with that fuck. The sight made me come in Angie and she came too. Janie's eyes had a look of horror, but her body was betraying her. She was coming and coming, and her little nipples stood out away from her body. She was crying, and screaming in orgasm at the same time. I loved it, and so did her mistress and her other master. Brad had a content look on his face as he finally got payback for all Janie's teasing over the years. Angie kissed me over and over in plain view of the sobbing Janie telling her that a cock is five times better than licking a pussy could ever be.
By the time that weekend was over, Janie had actually began to accept what had happened to her. She still hated cocks, but she worshipped Brad's and mine. The first time I fucked her was a disappointment of sorts. I had expected a virgin, but evidently Janie was using dildos to fuck herself and she had no cherry. Her cunt was almost dry, and it took a lot of KY jelly to get it greased enough to let me enjoy it some. I also didn't care for the look of hate on her face the whole time she was fucking me. She still came though, and came often. When she left, she took my phone number with her, and she promised to set Brad and I up before the end of the week. She said she already had two girls in mind.
Angie was a real trooper through all this, and she scared me a little bit with the Mistress routine. She told me later that Janie had been teasing all her male relatives most of her life, but never coming through. She also said that Janie was very mean to girls she had dumped, letting all the other girls (and guys) know that she was a lousy fuck. Angie was glad I did what I did to her, and that made us even closer to each other.