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It's All in the Mind
by Pagan (kayce69@haytor.fsworld.co.uk)
***
So when you think the local kids are little demons
maybe, just maybe... (MMF, rp, 1st, mc)
***
Tuesday Evening
"So what’s the big secret?" Lester asked, "Its not that
warm out here and I’m not supposed to be out here, if
mum finds out then shit hits the fan and I’m grounded
for eternity."
Jim looked blankly at his friend Lester, "I’ve told you
three times now, I don’t fucking know, he just said to
meet him down by the old dock house at seven and here
we are and where the hell is he?"
Lester picked a pebble up and skimmed it at the water,
"He’s been acting strange since last weekend, you know
after Jason, what’s his name, dared him to go to the
old mill house and fetch back the weather vain, didn’t
think he’d do it but when he turned up the following
day with it, king of the hill to all but Jason, shut
that fucking shit up."
Jim agreed, "Ya sure shut him up, oh fuck where is he,
shit that’s all we need, now there’s mist coming in off
the river;" his eyes scanned the lane for his best mate
Paul King.
"It was easy to shut that cunt up."
Jim spun, "Where the fuck did you come from?"
Lester stared at him, "Ya where did you come from? We
been watching, you didn’t come down the lane and you
ain’t wet and your Ma’s posh boat ain’t here."
Paul King gave a half smile, "Well I’m here so what,
anyway its about the old mill you should see what I
found up there, come on," and he took off at speed.
The other two had all on to keep up with Paul. As they
reached the gate to the mill he stopped, Lester and Jim
were almost on their knees but Paul hadn’t even broken
sweat, "Come on, its inside."
Lester gasped out, "Fuck off I’m knackered, just wait
your hurry while we get our breath back." Jim hung on
to his friend, "Shit what’s the hurry, you ain’t even -
- -."
Jim stopped in mid sentence as he watched Paul’s eyes;
they glazed over like a marble then the veins stood
out, you could see the red blood flooding his eyes,
soon they were completely red apart from the piercing
black pupil. Nether of the two boys could speak as Paul
spoke, his voice low, older and evil, "Go up the drive,
go inside the mill and wait," an eerie mist took the
place of Paul as the two boys turned and walked up the
drive.
Wednesday Morning
Paul waited by the campus entrance, his eyes flicked
over the crowds coming through; he picked out Jim and
Lester, they looked sombre but they were looking
straight at him, he thought: So you met him then: they
looked startled but still nodded, as they reached him
he turned and they all entered together.
As they walked towards the main buildings entrance he
thought again, : You will soon have more thought power,
he will call you, you will go and things will change,
most of all, so will you, your not like them anymore,
and you will like it: the two boy’s looked at Paul with
uncertainty etched on their face’s.
Paul left it at that but as he entered the class he
looked at them as they sat, : Watch and learn, this is
the kind of power you will get and I have only seen him
three times: Innocent Miss Tomlin came in to the class
and sat behind her desk. Miss Tomlin the epitome of
small town collage teaching, nice neat and that’s how
she liked her world and her students, a respectful hush
fell over the room.
She rose, "Students I wish you to remember what I write
on the board and then that should give you the answer
to what I show you," she opened her book and turned to
the board. Paul lent forward put his hand to the side
of his face, covering his eyes from others; they glazed
over red as he concentrated on Miss Tomlin.
He drilled in to her mind, his new found skills racing
at 20 words a second, all she did was momentarily stop
then he lent back and waited.
Her hand moved the chalk over the board, students
started to gasp as she wrote.
What’s hot, wet, horny, between my legs and wants to be
fucked, wants to be fucked by all you cunt hungry boys
and after, it will sit on one of you hot-ass’d girls
face while you lick their cum out of it.
She stopped writing and turned, "Any ideas on what it
is class," with that she bent and clutched the hem of
her skirt and pulled the skirt up to her waist, put her
thumb in the waist band of a pair of white cotton pants
and pushed the front down displaying a neat little slit
with a light covering of mousy brown hair.
Paul, Lester and Jim burst out laughing but they were
the only ones, the rest tittered and coughed some of
the girls got up and left but generally there was
embarrassment. Miss Tomlin suddenly dropped her skirt,
turned looked at the board and gave a straggled cry
bringing more laughter from the three boys.
Jason turned to Paul, "Shut up will you, you’ll get us
all in the shit," Paul stood up, "You want me to make a
fool of you again ass-hole."
Miss Tomlin erased the board, then crumbled in to her
chair and sat staring at everybody. Quickly she blurted
out, "Please class read your books; you three will go
with me to the headmistress’s office.
The three boys stood, as Paul followed the other two
out his eyes cast over the class and a smile came to
his lips then he walked out quickly out followed by a
hapless Miss Tomlin.
Apart from a few sniffs and oh dears from Miss Tomlin
the walk to the office was done in silence, that’s what
it looked like to the outside world but Paul re-laid
his words to the others. Told you life for us is now
different, this part is what I and I expect you have
been waiting for, this and other times like it will be
worth our little sacrifice.
The words, our little sacrifice, screamed at them but
by now the office door stood in front of them, Miss
Tomlin knocked. A female voice called, "Enter," Miss
Tomlin pushed in and held the door as the three boys
sauntered past her, and stood by the wall.
At the other side of the room was an imposing desk,
behind that sat an attractive tall woman, her hair held
back by a black satin band, her delicate fresh face
made working her age out difficult, she would have
looked better in a light summer dress than the two
piece business suit, Paul could see under the desk, the
skirt just covered her knees but many times Paul had
wondered what was above those shapely firm calves that
always looked so good as she walked around the school
in her three inch heels.
Miss Tomlin stood talking to her for about three or
four minutes, Miss Wootton listened and did her usual
understanding bit, then rose and walked her out of the
office, closed the door and returned, stood in front of
the desk, folded her arms and looked at the boys.
She tried to adopt a firm tone in her voice as she
started; "Now I don’t know how or why but you three had
better listen to a few rules which I want observed in
this school. One, there is a code which- - - - -," her
voice trailed off as a drone as Paul re-laid to the
other two : Well my friends if you thought the last
little escaped was fun try this and remember to-night
at ten you go to Miss Woottons house, she will be
expecting you and all of you go to the mill, have you
got that : thoughts from the other two entered his
head, : Good, now let the fun begin :.
He looked down and concentrated, his eyes glazed, the
white turned red as the eyes rolled up, the small black
pupil staring at the woman, her voice grew faint, it
started to falter she couldn’t look away from him,
suddenly her arms dropped to her side, she was silent.
Lester and Jim looked at Paul, their eye riveted to the
mass of red that bulged from under his eyelids, but he
was looking at her.
"What’s your first name?" Paul said the words slowly,
menacingly, almost a growl, she looked but didn’t, her
eyes vacant, empty, her voice now demure, subservient,
"Its Kathleen."
Now Paul’s voice dropped to a rasping hollow growl,
"Well Katie how about you being a different kind of
HEAD mistress to us, lock the door."
She walked to the door and locked it, "Now come here,"
she moved in front of him, his eyes burned in to her as
his thoughts invaded her mind.
The other two knew he was in her mind, they could see
her face twitch as his grin grew, she suddenly said,
"Yes master of course I want your cock deep inside me,
me I have it in my mouth first," his grin became evil
as he stared at her, "Yes of course master I will
disrobe before I pleasure you."
The three boys watched as she took off the jacket, then
the little scarf before the blouse. The skirt dropped
to the floor, then her pantyhose. Her hands went behind
her back and unclipped her bra, her medium sized but
firm breasts bounced free as it fell to the floor, at
last her pants slid down her legs displaying a nicely
trimmed bush above her pink slit, she stood before them
a vision of naked beauty.
She looked at him, "Sorry master, immediately master;"
she dropped to her knees and pulled at the zip on
Paul’s jeans, her hand dipped inside and he felt her
cool hands touch his hardening cock.
Jim mind filled with : move to my right : he did, her
hands pulled Paul’s cock out, then she turned to
Lester, one side and Jim the other until all three boys
stood, their hard cocks pointing out and pointing at
her, she looked up at them, "Please may I pleasure you
with my Head, Master."
Paul looked at his two friends then down at the naked
woman, she opened her mouth and closed it over his cock
as she held the other two cocks in her hands, her head
pushed forward and back as did her hands, gripping
their cocks and drawing the skin up and over the heads
then back again, all three boys lent back against the
wall, enjoying their new found power.
Paul felt Jims mind try hard to ask : Are we going to
fuck her : Paul’s mind firmly replied : Not this one,
she’s needed but there will be others, lots, provided
we keep our side of the bargain : Jim was about to
reply when Paul added : Don’t ask, you are the servant
you will know soon enough, as for now try this :.
He looked down at the woman deliciously sucking at his
cock, she stopped, looked up at him "Yes master," her
head turned and her mouth enveloped Jims cock, Paul
walked past and over to the desk, she quickly pulled
her head from the cock, "In my locker, the keys in the
desk," before she turned parted her lips and started to
suck Lester.
She sucked a dozen times at Lester’s cock before
returning to do the same to Jim’s. Paul found her cane
and walked up behind her. She had just returned to Jim
to suck for a second dozen when Paul flicked the cane,
the room filled with a long, "Aaaahhhhhhmmmpphh," that
gurgled round Jims cock, again and again Paul struck,
each time she squealed but never stopped sucking, a
dozen on one cock then a dozen on the other.
Paul had her stand and bend to carry on her sucking;
her long legs forced her ass in to a perfect bent
target as the few red welts became many. She dutifully
carried on until Jims cock exploded in her mouth, she
swallowed as much as she could before she brought her
hand up to push back any juice that had dribbled out
and made sure she licked her fingers and wrist before
returning to finish off Lester, all the time Paul
flicked the cane at her defenceless ass, deliberately
finding parts that were still white, grinning as
another red line appeared.
Lester finally came, she pushed her head hard in to him
forcing the cock to lodge in her throat as it pumped in
to her, she swallowed it all then stood and looked at
the two boys, "Thank you for feeding me masters," Paul
came before her and looked, "My pleasure master," she
took the cane from him and put it on the desk then lent
and put her head down on the desk, opened her legs and
put her hands on her ass cheeks pulling them apart, her
head slid round on the desk and looked back at him,
"Yes master I want you to fuck my ass."
Paul buried his cock up her ass and fucked her, his
thrusts were hard, cruel and fast, furiously banging in
to her, lifting her legs from the floor until he came,
he took great delight in slapping her already bleeding
cheeks before pumping her ass full, she immediately
turned, dropped to her knees and sucked, her tongue
licking his cock clean.
The three boys zipped themselves up and moved towards
the doors, as Paul passed the kneeling naked woman his
foot lashed out, pushing her to the ground, he laughed
at her as he opened the door letting the other two out.
Wednesday Evening
It was about 10.35; the mist from the river showed
silver in the moon light as the three figures walked
towards the old mill. They pushed the gate opened and
walked to the old wooden door; it seemed to open for
them as they stepped on to the porch.
Inside the mist seemed everywhere, they could see Paul
sat in the corner, above him a large black shadow seem
to hang as the two boys moved to the right of Miss
Wootten it floated towards them. As the shadow neared
the two boys it turned to a mist folding over them; as
they breathed the mist in side their bodies both boys
groaned and moaned in a show of unbridled ecstasy.
Jim was the first to regain his senses he stared up;
Lester soon woke his eyes cleared as they both took in
the sight before them. Levitated, about five feet in
the air was Miss Wootten, she was naked her legs wide
open, her knees lifted, her head hanging back, sexual
groaning filled the room as the black shadow engulfed
her.
A huge black cock was thumping in to her, her whole
body shook with the power of the thrust, though nothing
seemed to be touching them her tits where moving, you
could see the indentations of fingers squeezing the
white firm globes, mauling them pulling them in to
unnatural shapes; the nipples seemed to be jerking out,
elongating, as her whole body writhed to an
uncontrollable orgasm.
Suddenly the shrouded black head dropped forward and
covered the jolting woman’s head; a muted squeal was
the last sound she made as the black shadow completely
covered her and then it, and she became nothing more
than mist that dispelled in to the night.
Paul King rose from the chair and walked over, his
thoughts stole in to theirs : He was pleased, we gave
him what he needs he didn’t mind the red striped ass
something about, he had to have her untouched blood,
personally I don’t give a shit as long as I have been
given more power : he grinned at his friends : And you,
you must feel it, life as you’ve never known it, don’t
you feel special, I know when all I had was the power
you have, how good I felt : his mind almost overwhelmed
the two boys, : Well wait until you progress to where I
am now, you will feel nothing is impossible but that’s
for him to decide, come, there’s things to do :
Friday Morning
School had been cancelled; everybody was concerned with
the disappearance of Miss Wootton, well almost
everyone. Paul, Jim and Lester sat by the small pond at
the end of town, Paul had decided it was Jim and
Lester’s turn to go and find a victim and she had to be
a virgin, they all knew that at ten that night the man
needed another, Paul laughed as he said they could do
the same as last time, but not the cunt, that was for
the man.
Ruby Lowe was chosen.
She was in a top grade, pretty, and a definite unopened
prick tease, today she would be easily found cycling to
the youth centre at about two, they planned to stop her
at the fork in the path near Beatty’s old barn, the
barn would do nicely for their enjoyment.
Talking with out speaking was now easier for Jim and
Lester, they communicated thoughts, Paul smiled as he
saw what Jim was thinking of doing to Ruby, but what
nether Jim or Lester knew was that Paul’s powers were
now so enhanced he could now go in to their minds and
look through their eyes and see what they were doing.
Friday Afternoon
Paul watched the two boys walk off towards the path
that would take them to the fork, he turned and made
for the gate across the meadow and then on to Jims
house.
He arrived at the set of brick and wooden four bed-
roomed house’s, it was a nice area, six house’s
straddled the fifteen acres, Lester’s was the second
one in and Jims was at the end. Paul stepped up to the
back porch, through the glass door he could see Jims
mother, she was relaxing with a woman’s magazine and a
cup of coffee, he passed Cindy’s bike and knocked on
the door.
She stood up and walked over to the door. Jims mother
Cheri was not tall but she was well built, every school
boys idea of sex on legs; trouble was with the long
bouncy dark hair, pretty face, lovely mouth, firm big
tits, shapely waist, nice plump bum, thick thighs and
good legs that looked great in clicking high heels, she
was firmly religious, never heard her swear, never did
anything wrong, he smiled as he heard that clicking
coming towards the door.
"Hello Paul, you looking for James," Paul smiled,
"Sure," she beckoned him in, "He’s not here, out with
Lester only Cindy and she’s just gone for a bath so
she’ll be an hour or more," she tossed her thick black
hair back, "Don’t know what these teenage girls find to
do still, do you want lemonade?"
"If that’s no bother, Mr Newton in?" She moved towards
the fridge, her dress rose as she bent over for the
bottle, her thighs showed and her ass looked so
inviting under that short summer dress, her reply came
from the fridge, "No he’s out until late tomorrow, gone
over to Readford with Lester’s dad, ah here we are,"
she stood and turned, bottle in hand, she slowly put it
on the table, "Yes master."
She stood transfixed, her eyes held by the red bulges
in Paul’s sockets.
Paul settled himself in to the chair just vacated by
Cheri, she stood silent, immobile, waiting. Paul could
feel her fear, knowing she was trapped, she knew she
would have to do what ever he told her, her will was
gone, she was his to do with as he pleased. His grin
grew to an evil sneer, the veins in his head visibly
stood out as he worked on the helpless, pretty house-
wife’s mind, he allowed himself a small giggle as he
watched her body squirm, she bit her lip as he filled
her mind with sex, her libido was increasing at an
alarming rate.
His mind told her to bring the wooden rocking chair
over in front of him and to sit.
She sat there, her hips moving, her thighs rubbing
together, her breasts heaved up as her breathing became
erratic; beads of perspiration formed on her face, he
could see her nipples through the cotton dress, he knew
if he could see them they would have to be big, she had
a bra on.
He smiled as he watched her hands opening and closing,
her body shaking, he intensified his thoughts, images
of sex, disgusting words, perverted acts filled her
naive brain, she was being forced in to an aroused
state beyond anything she had ever felt before, she bit
her lip, little moans escaped her forced silence as he
watched her squirm he suddenly spoke, his voice an evil
twisted growl.
"Open your legs," her legs parted, "Oh further than
that, come on all the way," she forced her legs to push
open, wide open, her thighs hard against the wooden arm
staves, her dress open, raising up her thighs
displaying the white of her pants.
He sat there looking at her obscenely displaying
herself, showing him what he had wanted to see for so
long, and then his humiliation of terrified woman
began.
"Does little churchy girl want to play with her big hot
fat titties?"
Cheri gasped a little, "Yes," Paul growled, "Yes what?"
"Yes master," his red eyes stared at her, "Go on then,
while I look up that nice dress of yours, nice of you
to show me what you got between your sexy thighs."
Slowly Cheri hands moved up and started to caress her
dress over her tits, she tugged at the nipple as if
trying to milk the pain or pleasure away, Paul worked
harder, he could see her rubbing her ass on the hard
chair he knew she was hot and he was enjoying playing
with her, "Get them out little churchy then you can
really play with them, lets see them, do you want to
show them to me."
He knew the answer but still enjoyed hearing the
squirming housewife he had lusted after for years say,
"Yes."
"Then my little churchy get them out but how about you
stand and dance for your master while you do, a slow
sexy dance then you may show them nice titties to me."
She unbuttoned the top of the dress as she swayed her
hips and body around, gyrating and grunting, Paul
grinned to see this fine upstanding woman of the
community stripping like a common whore just for his
pleasure.
The dress slid it off her shoulders the whole garment
dropped to the floor, as she reached behind to unhook
the bra Paul wallowed in the sight. Tottering around in
little three inch brown open backed sandals, naked legs
bouncing, opening, closing showing off the thick strong
thighs, at the top a pair of neat white pants, as her
legs opened he could see a dark stain covering the
crutch.
His eyes moved up to her little slim waist and then the
bra dropped, oh yes a perfect pair of large tits with
huge round areolas surrounding thick long deep red buds
that were now being squeezed and pinched by little
delicate fingers.
Paul thoughts invaded her, this time he wanted her to
speak, but he wanted every filthy word imaginable to
pour out of her religious mouth.
She fought it but it was no use as she bumped and
ground to some imaginary music she suddenly blurted
out, "God I want to fuck, my fucking cunt is needing a
cock, I want a cock up my ass, my cunt, I want to suck
cock. Master do you want my cunt, please let me put my
cunt in your mouth, tongue me out I need your tongue
let me open my legs for you, here suck my tits, get my
nipples in your mouth, bite them make me scream but
fuck me please master fuck me."
Paul’s answer was half growl, half humiliating laughter
as he said, "You play with your cunt first then I will
let you have my cock, but first, stick your fingers up
your own cunt, and make sure you push them up as far as
you can."
She was still being forced to dance round, gyrating her
hips at him as she slid her pants to the floor; her
cunt, now inches from Paul’s face was wet, her fingers
glistened as they drove in and out finger fucking
herself; she still swayed her ass around, her tits
swung, jiggling about, as she continued speaking, "Am I
doing it right master, do you like my cunt? My fingers
fucking me to your liking, my tits and nipples big
enough for you to enjoy, I want you to use them, use
me, all of me, I’m yours, please master make me yours
take me, fuck me, fuck me now."
Paul lay back in the chair, her mind heard, : Take the
cock out, suck it, kiss it, lick all of it, worship it,
but continue with the finger fucking and just for good
measure get a finger up your ass while your doing
yourself :.
Cheri’s bent down on her haunches, her legs spread
wide, her cunt opened for him as her fingers quickly
undid the top button on the jeans and pulled the zipper
down, her hand drove in and pulled his cock out, her
mouth sucked at it then she ran her lips up and all
over the head kissing it then back down the full length
before driving between his legs to lick his balls. Her
right hand went between her own legs and she inserted
two fingers up her cunt and one up her ass, continuing
to fuck herself for her new masters pleasure.
Paul let her suck him, he made her look up at him as
her mouth moved quickly up and down his shaft, his evil
grin widened as he forced her to take all his length in
to her throat until he came, pumping his juice in to
the back of her mouth.
He made her carry on until he found himself stiffening
again, her mind told her to get on her back and spread
her legs, Paul was soon on top of her fucking her wet
cunt while he made her tickle his balls. His knees were
slightly bent and his mouth was enjoying her nipples,
his new found powers allowed him to fuck her until he
was ready to cum and that took him a good twenty
minutes of hard vicious thrusting.
He stood looking down at her, she lay motionless, her
cunt wet and sticky, her nipple bleeding from the
continues attack by his sharp teeth, but he wasn’t
finished with her yet; his mind commanded she go up
stairs to her bedroom, where they would wait for Cindy.
Paul walked in to the big bedroom, threw his clothes on
the floor and settled himself on the bed, Cheri was
ordered to kneel at the side of the bed and play with
her tits. They didn’t stay like that for long soon
Cindy could be heard coming out of the bathroom, though
his eyes were still red and he was in command they now
turned almost blood like as Cheri called Cindy in to
her room.
The young teenage beauty walked through the door with
just a towel around her, her eyes went first to her
naked mother, knelt at the foot of her own bed
squeezing her own tits and pulling her nipples then she
made the fatal mistake of staring at Paul. They made
eye contact and Paul was ready, his thoughts
overwhelmed the confused girl, her young mind unable to
comprehend the situation, she was unable to resist and
fell easily under Paul’s control, she dropped the
towel.
Paul looked at her, if he thought that the mother was
sex on legs then here was a younger version; lovely
ripe firm tits with the nipple’s perfectly poised on
the up turned globes, tight firm waist and ass and
lovely athletic legs, the same black mane like hair
surrounded her cute fresh face and she smelt adorable,
slowly she was forced to walk towards the bed.
Controlling two was a new and untried power that Paul
was not sure of, his voice growled out to Cheri, "I
will kill her if you don’t do all I say, I can make her
kill herself then I will destroy you, I am still your
master do you understand," Cheri looked at Cindy,
standing motionless as though dead already, she looked
back in to the red eyes and nodded.
The voices began in Cindy’s head, she opened her legs
he hands went between her legs and held her cunt wide
open, Cheri crawled forward, "Lick her cunt, I will
encourage the result, obey your master," his voice
filled with an unearthly low rasp, "Get on with it,
your already a cocksucking fucking whore that I can
fuck at my pleasure now churchy you become a cunt
licker as well."
With those words ringing in her head Cheri knelt
between her daughters legs, her head pounded to the
pain of his control but she knew enough to know what he
was going to make them do, she knew enough to realise
it was this or he would kill them both and get away
with it, and she knew what she had already been forced
to let him do to her, defeated and powerless to stop
him her tongue flicked out and in to the waiting open
slit.
He watched as the mother sucked at her daughters cunt,
pushing her tongue up then drawing it back until it
tickled around the nub under the fleshy tight folds,
then he focused his mind in to Cindy’s thoughts, doing
the same to her that he had done to her mother but this
time the perverted feelings were new to the innocent
girl.
As the thoughts of sex raced through her brain her body
shook, her mothers continues licking and the forced
arousal from Paul started her hips thrusting forward;
Cheri’s head was being pushed back, Cindy was so
excited she was almost sitting on the sucking mouth as
her hips moved, Paul made his move.
Suddenly ordered to stop, Cheri moved back, Paul got
off the bed and bent between Cindy’s legs he rammed his
finger up the sopping cunt breaking through the
virginal tissue then he pulled the blood soaked finger
out; he sucked at it tasting the virgin blood before
ploughing it back up for more.
Five times he drank in the blood before he felt a new
strange power; as he stood he felt he could keep
lifting and he did.
Paul floated about a foot off the ground; Cheri put her
knuckle to her mouth stifling a scream. Paul’s mind
tuned to a new power he felt he could control both
women, he levitated over the bed staring at the two
naked women, his commands flowed thick and fast.
Cheri and Cindy crawled across the floor and on to the
bed under him, he planted thoughts in to them, thoughts
of how they needed full on lesbian sex with each other,
he increased their sex drive as they mauled each other,
full throat kissing, they grabbed at each other sucking
each others tits and nipples, eating each others cunts
in a frenzied sixty nine.
He floated above them, his face twisted evil as he
enjoyed watching innocent Cindy her face between her
mothers legs sucking and licking at the dripping cunt;
he moved to get a better view of Cheri forcing three
fingers up her daughter freshly violated hole; his own
cock throbbed, harder, thicker, full of hot juice and
he wanted it emptied.
He parted the women and descended on to the bed,
immediately he had the woman sucking and kissing his
hard meat until he took Cindy. She straddled across his
cock and bounced up and down, Cheri was forced to suck
his and Cindy’s nipple’s, kiss and tongue both of them
before having her head between Cindy’s legs licking at
the wet cunt and at the cock as it fucked her daughter.
His voice growled at the hapless Cheri, "Like watching
me fill your daughters cunt, not many mothers get to
see their cute innocent girls get their first fucking,
are you watching churchy? I’m going to fill her with my
juice then your going suck my cock clean before you do
something else for your master while I make my cock
messy again by fucking your little girls ass," with
those words he let himself explode in to the fresh
tight cunt.
He lay on the bed, his hand clasped behind his head as
he relaxed, Cindy, curled up at his waist, sucking and
playing with his cock, acting like the obedient slave
she now was, he was ordering Cheri about as she tried
to put on the nearest thing to sexy underwear she had
until Paul said that will have to do. Dressed in her
shortest skirt and lowest cut blouse, Cheri was ordered
to go to Lester’s house and seduce his mother, she had
no choice but to obey.
Paul spent the next hour amusing himself with the young
pretty girl; he had her fingering herself while sucking
his cock, she fetched him a leather belt then bent over
and while she sang, Happy Birthday To Me, over and over
again he beat her ass red raw before making her hold
her ass cheeks open so he could ram himself up her.
He left her to sleep, wiping all memory of his visit,
he smiled in-wouldly at the thought of her waking to
find her legs covered in cum and her ass sore inside
and out. He moved from that house to Lester’s as mist,
slowly seeping under the door and in to the room;
waiting before he materialized he found what he wanted,
on the sofa sat the two mothers.
Rosalyn wasn’t anywhere near as pretty as Cheri but she
was elegant, most of the women in this area were
attractive, it was a very wealthy town and money
attracts the beautiful women. She sat or more half laid
as Cheri kiss’s forced her body in to the sofa, that,
plus Cheri’s hand inside her blouse kept her pinned
back, the one thing Paul was pleased with was she
wasn’t fighting.
He watched the out line of Cheri’s hand as it squeezed
at the right firm mound, Rosalyn’s arms laid at her
side, her body moved she was obviously aroused; Paul
positioned himself behind out of their line of vision
and slowly materialized, he saw Rosalyn twitch as he
entered her mind.
He increased her arousal, slowly simulating her, making
her wet; he watched as she started to kiss Cheri back,
her hands now moving over Cheri’s body her fingers
pulling at the hem of the short skirt. He slid his
hands down the front of Rosalyn blouse, she stiffened,
he looked at Cheri, "Undo the sexy sluts blouse, lets
see these tits."
Cheri undid the blouse, Paul’s mind told Rosalyn to
keep her hands at her side, they lay heavy, unable to
protect herself as he squeezed at the firm pert tits;
again his orders roared in to the helpless Cheri, "Get
your hand up her skirt lets have your finger up her
cunt, you want your cunt fingered don’t you?" Rosalyn
gave a pathetic forced, "Yes."
Paul mauled at her tits, pinching and pulling at the
defenceless nipples, "Open your legs let your friend do
some finger fucking, you don’t mind me watching you
girls doing naughty things to each other, go on open
them, give me a look at what’s between."
He watched Cheri slide her hand up between Rosalyn’s
legs, the skirt rose up with it, as his right hand
pulled at the hard nipple he lent forward his left hand
slid down and pulled up the hem giving a full view of
Cheri’s hand now inside a pair of black satin pants.
He watched as her fingers pushed up and in to Roslyn,
his mind forcing her to push in and out, making her go
quicker and quicker, he could see the cunt juice, slimy
on Cheri’s finger, he slid his hands away, " Rosalyn
its your turn to get your fingers wet."
Cheri moved so her skirt could be pushed up and Rosalyn
could get her hand under it, she was stroking the bare
legs, her hands moved up until they were pulling at the
crutch of those sexy pants he had see earlier.
They were both trying to undress each other; Paul’s
mind was working on them, the bodies were heated with
lust; he waited until they were both naked, then he
moved in to view. Rosalyn even tried to cover herself,
she didn’t understand and Paul was enjoying toying with
her moving in and out of her mind, he knew he could
make her do anything he wanted but he wanted to see how
far both women would go by themselves.
Cheri knew what he would do if she stopped, she carried
on pawing at Rosalyn’s body; Rosalyn was so hot, so
aroused and turned on that she found herself responding
even though Paul was watching. Cheri’s fingers returned
to working on the wet cunt as Rosalyn let her; their
mouths sucked noisily as their tongues pushed in to
them; Paul stripped and stood closer.
His erect cock pointed at the women, Cheri was the
first to crawl over and start to lick it, Rosalyn
looked confused, Paul grinned at her, "Come on Rosalyn,
come taste some cock before it fucks you, you can’t be
shocked, I like women, especial older sexy women that
aren’t being fucked enough by their stupid husbands,
come here I’ll show you what we boys enjoy, even your
sons."
He forced both naked women to kneel before him then he
placed his hands on their heads, his eyes went from red
to blood red, his face contorted as he looked in to
Jims mind. He looked through Jim’s eyes to see what he
saw and so could Rosalyn and Cheri.
As Paul forced his powers to their limits the three
first saw Jims cock reaming in and out of Rose Lowe’s
ass-hole then the head moved and Lester came in to
view, he was grinning, Rose, who was bent over taking
her ass fucking was playing with Lester’s cock, kissing
it tickling the head with her tongue all the time
saying, "Oh yummy master, thank you for fucking me
master, you are so good, so strong so hansom, please
fuck my ass."
The three heard Jim’s laughter as he conveyed thoughts
to Lester, Paul was also picking them up : She will say
anything, nice to hear the prick tease telling us the
truth about us or are you going to spoil my hero
worship by fucking her mouth some more : the reply came
: Going to fuck her mouth some more, we have her all
evening, I’m sure we can make her : he suddenly stopped
the word : Mum : came in to his mind, Paul took his
hands from the women’s heads.
Paul growled, "Enough of that, your kids are having
their fun with some holes then so will I, you," he
pointed to Cheri, "On your back, legs open, you," he
turned his attention to Rosalyn, "On your knees and
suck her cunt, keep your legs open, I’m going to use
your cunt and don’t worry I’m going to make you want
it, in fact your both going to want it until I’ve had
my fill of you and that could take a long time, maybe
years."
With the two women at his mercy he spent the rest of
the evening fucking the both of them.
He used all his powers on forcing the women to
humiliate themselves for his enjoyment; he made them
abuse each other with objects he found in the bedroom
or kitchen, he made them both piss in each others
mouths, wrestle naked on the bed, the prize for the
winner was to suck the piss out of his cock.
He forced them to vi for him, making them want to use
their tits to excite him, making them abuse their own
bodies, seeing which one could flatter him the most,
the sight of two attractive, naked thirty two year old
women being forced to worship him was what his power
was all about.
He gloated as he made them lick his ass; he especially
enjoyed forcing Cheri to wank his cock off in to
Rosalyn’s mouth then she had to kiss Rosalyn showing
her cum covered tongue to him. His humiliation of two
pillars of the church knew no bounds, he giggled as he
watched Cheri lying on Rosalyn’s sofa sucking his cock,
while playing with his balls and telling him how
wonderful he was while, at the other end of the sofa
Rosalyn sat between her legs, fingering her own cunt
and Cheri’s.
His favourite was to suddenly plant in their minds
their overpowering love for each other, the
uncontrollable desire to pleasure each other, grinning
as he watched them writhing on the floor, rubbing their
cunts furiously together as their mouths sucked at each
other lips and nipples, making one then the other hold
their tits forcing their nipples in to the others wet
sucking mouth.
Continually he had them sixty nineing but as he fucked
an ass he would make them bite and chew each other’s
flesh, he loved the way they squealed with their mouths
stuck up each other’s cunts. His newfound vigour
allowed him endless fucks until even with his power
over them the two women were too exhausted to do or
take any more.
He dressed but before he left he erased all that he had
done to them but he didn’t leave it there, like Cindy
he wanted his last bit of fun. He left them naked in
bed, curled in to each other, their heads trapped
between each others legs in the perfect sixty nine, if
he’d have had the time he would have waited to see the
reaction when they woke, but it was nearing ten and the
old mill beckoned.
Friday Night.
As his mist entered the mill he saw Rose Lowe, she was
naked, lying on the floor her legs open she had
obviously been fucked; Jim and Lester were ether side
and a black shadow hung above them, he tried to contact
the two boys but his thoughts were blocked.
He materialized and stood looking at them, they pointed
for him to stand at the girl’s head, he took his
position; suddenly a loud buzzing sound filled his
head, it was agonizing he put his hands to his head but
it wouldn’t stop.
Paul stared at the two boys who were staring back, he
could see the hate in their eyes, their eyes as red as
his, their power felt greater and it was doubled. Paul
started to convulse, he dropped to his knees the shadow
drifted down and the last thing Paul heard was a hollow
rasping voice exploding in to his head : You were my
servant, you took a virgin, then you humiliated your
new brethren by defiling their mothers, you can not be
trusted to do my bidding : Paul’s brain ceased to
function and his eyes turned black.
Wednesday Morning.
The funeral was a sad day, there were a lot of people
there, Jim and Lester stood with their family as Mrs
King sobbed at the side of the grave, she was being
held by two very attractive women; Lester smiled at
Jim, their minds connected, : I see Paul’s aunties are
here, : : Yes good lookers too, they will be visiting
Mrs King a lot now : : Mrs King looks so sexy in black
: Jim turned his head to Lester : Nice sexy legs and a
good body, I’ve always had a thing about her, what
about you? : Lester coughed to cover a snigger : Be a
shame for her and her two good looking visitors to be
alone when Mr King goes to work besides we owe it to
Paul to look after the HOLE of the family now he’s gone:.
Pagan
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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