The Device

By Judge Knoll

Carl jumped over the fence and ran down the hill. In the background all he could hear were the sound of ringing alarms and police sirens. He stumbled through the woods attempting to make his way to the get away car. Which was becoming quite difficult as he had dropped his flashlight somewhere along the way. Finally he came to the edge of the dark forest and up to a quiet suburb. Quickly he undressed out of his black fatigues and discarded them in a near by creek. Hearing the barking dogs in the background getting closer he ran up to the nearest driveway where a car turned on its headlight and immediately started.

Carl jumped in the passengers seat and they sped away. "Watch the speed limit Lorne, we don't want appear conspicuous." Carl said in haste.

Lorne was his partner in crime. Only he had the easy part. Sit there and wait for his friend to come back and drive away. Carl on the other hand was the one who had to break into the high security Tech Building, steal a highly prized device, and make it out safely. Which he barely managed to do. "So do you have it?" Lorne asked.

"Yep, this is it" replied Carl who held up a rectangular metallic box. "Right where he said it would be".

Lorne was puzzled by its appearance "Some chump is going to pay you 1 million for that?"

Carl snickered and shook his head "Not the box moron, what is inside the box". In fact Carl didn't even know what was inside the box. Actually he didn't really care. All he knew is that he was offered 20 million dollars if he could deliver it. Of course he told Lorne that it was a million so he wouldn't demand as big of a cut.

Two days later Carl walked in to a fancy Hotel Lobby. He gazed across the room a spotted an elderly gentleman sitting in a jet black suit sitting on a coach in the far corner reading a Newspaper. Carl calmly picked up a magazine and made his way over to the coach. Upon sitting down the gentlemen began to fold his newspaper "So did you get what Mr. Berlussi wanted?" he said in a deep Italian accent.

"I have it alright" responded Carl. "So when and where should we make the exchange"? he added.

The gentleman took a deep break and said "Well there has been a bit of a problem". Carl leaned back and rubbed his hands over his face anticipating the grim news. "Mr.Berlussi has been taking a lot of heat from the feds recently. They are investigating him on fraud and embezzlement, you know same old same old."

"So what is the problem"? Carl quickly snapped back. Unimpressed by Carl's manner the Italian gentleman went on to tell Carl that it would be impossible for Mr.Berlussi to partake in any 'illegal activity' until his recent troubles were over with. Carl was most upset at the prospect of having being unable to profit off a device which he had gone to so much trouble to get. He then suggested that he might as well sell the device to the highest bidder. The gentlemen scoffed at such an idea, pointing out that Carl did not even know anything about what he possessed and would not know whom to sell it to. Carl nodded and said "I guess you're right. This thing is probably not worth all this trouble. I'll just get rid of it."

This rose a slight emotional reaction out of the gentleman as he quickly asked "What do you mean?"

Carl shrugged his shoulders and said "Well if I can't sell it and I don't know what it is, I'm certainly not going to keep some useless piece of junk."

The old man took a deep breath a signaled towards Carl to lean forward. "Listen", he whispered "This is not a useless piece of junk. This device is a revolutionary invention. It is a mind control device. It is worth more than you can imagine. This is why Mr. Berlussi wants to posses so badly. It would give him vast amounts of money and power.."

Just then a couple of policemen made their way into the hotel lobby. Coincidence or not, both men were not going to find out. They quickly parted ways. Carl made his way out of the hotel grudgingly accepting the cruel fate that had come upon him.

A couple of weeks later there was more bad news for Carl. Berlussi was in prison. Any prospect of selling him the device now was probably gone. Back at his apartment, Carl though a lot about what the old associate of Mr.Berlussi had said. The value of the apparent mind control device that he had in his possession. Perhaps if he could figure out more about it he would be able to find a buyer. Carl broke the locks on the metallic box. Inside he saw a silver sphere the size of a small soccer ball. As he picked it up, he realized that it was rather heavy for an object of its size. He began to study the device intensely. It was made of some sort of alloy that he could not figure out, nor did he really care. He was more interested in the operation of the device. On the front of the sphere there were two tiny round holes about an inch or so apart right in the middle. On the back of the sphere he noticed a sliver. It appeared to be similar to a disk slot on a computer. Directly about it he flipped open a small hatch that exposed several buttons. All the buttons were tiny and dark except for a slightly larger green button in the middle. Curiosity overcame him as he decided to push the button. As he did two laser beams shot out from the front of the sphere and went directly ahead into the wall. Carl immediately released the button and the beams subsided. After setting the sphere on the table he went over to the wall and carefully rubbed his hand over where the beams had hit. Not only was there no damage to the wall but it wasn't even warm. Pondering over the device Carl began to understand its basic function. He felt that it would only be a matter of time before he could understand its use. Only now he wasn't thinking about selling it. Now he was thinking about putting it to use for himself.

Carl was relaxed in his brand new Jaguar as he drove through Beverly Hills. The device he had stolen to sell to a mafia crime boss was sitting on the seat to him in a black knapsack. While it took several months, and a little help from a couple of high tech people who were indebted to him, he finally programmed the sphere and was ready to induct the first victim.

Salma Hayek sat outside of her Bevery Hills home beside her in a sexy pink two piece bathing suit. She was unaware of the intruder who managed to cut off the alarm system on the security fence and slipped onto her property. Carl looked from behind a tree at the sexy latina star sunning herself. He did not have her specifically in mind. It was just after scouting several homes she was the only one present. In fact she was outside in a vulnerable position. Carl realized that he would have to make no mistakes. It wasn't going to be easy. He needed both hands to operate the sphere so he would have to make sure the hypno beams made direct contact with her eyes. She had a pair of sunglasses on which were going to have to be removed in order for the hypno beams to take full effect.

Carl took a deep breath and began to quietly make his way up behind the unsuspecting sexy starlet. Finally he came upon her. She seemed to asleep. Carl was almost hypnotized himself at Salma's gorgeous latin body. However, he had no time to waste. He positioned himself directly in front of her. While holding the sphere close to his body with his left hand he flicked off her sun glasses with his right. Selma immediately opened her eyes as Carl quickly grabbed the orb with his right hand and positioned it directly in front of her face. Selma's eyes grew wide and her mouth opened as she was surely about to scream. Fortunately for Carl, those beautiful wide open brown eyes made and easier target. He pressed the central button and the two hypno beams hit Salma directly in the pupils of both eyes. She barely made a peep as her facial expression was frozen into place. Carl was still breathing nervously looking around to make sure no one was watching. The green beams pulsated as they continued to stream into Selma's eyes. After about a minute Salma's face finally started to relax. Carl began to relax as well as he whispered "That's a good girl Salma, take it all in,take it all in." About three minutes passed when the beam finally shut off. Its job was finished. The programming had been completed.

Carl set the probe down on the ground was he anxiously looked at a motionless Selma. Ready for the first test Carl stood straight up and commanded "Salma, stand up". After a couple of seconds Selma slowly stood up out of the chair. Carl was still unsure if the sphere had done its job so he asked her the all important question. "Salma, I want you to tell me who I am."

With little expression she responded, "You are my master."

Carl breathed a big sigh of relief as he realized that his hard work had not been wasted. He continued "…..and what is your purpose with regards to me?"

She again responded "I am to serve you. I am to obey all your commands. I am your slave master". A big grin came across Carl's face as he knew that he had one of the hottest chicks on the face of the fucking earth under his control.

Carl looked towards the house and asked Salma "Is anyone home with you today Salma?"

"Yes, one of the maids is here" she said.

Carl scratched his head for a second then asked "Would it be possible for you to send her on an errand so we could be alone for a while?"

Selma nodded in the affirmative and said "I shall do so immediately master." She then turned a walked swiftly towards her residence which gave Carl a great opportunity to look at the amazing ass he was going to get to penetrate.

Upon returning Salma told her new master that she had said her maid away for the afternoon and that there would be no one home for at least 3 hours. "Well done Salma." said Carl as he began to circle his new possession. "Salma, do you believe you will be able to satisfy my sexual needs?"

"I am capable of doing all the you require master" she responded.

"Good." an eager Carl gleefully replied as he lead by the hand towards the pool. He then quickly disrobed and they walked down the pool stairs into the shallow end. Carl reached behind her head and began to rub her shoulder length hair. Then he commanded firmly "Now satisfy my sexual urges!" Salma instinctively reached forward and slipped her tongue in Carl waiting mouth. They sucked face passionately for the longest time. Carl then kissed his way down her hot tanned body as he slid off her top. While sucking on her beautiful breasts Salma moaned with deep pleasure. He continued to work his down body, licking her stomach and kissing her inner thighs under water. He also made his way around to kissing her luscious ass cheeks. Carl then resurfaced and sat down on the top pool step. He didn't even have to tell Selma what to do as the beautiful actress knelt down and took his cock all the way into her mouth. Carl held on to the back of Salma's head as she sucked him for all his worth. In fact he had to ask her to slow down as he didn't want to cum just yet. "Stand up Salma" a breathless Carl commanded. As he rose up from the steps he leaned her over and put her hands on the bars the ran along the steps. "Are you ready Selma?"

Selma responded "I am master."

Carl kneeled down and ran his cock up her sexy legs all the way up to her ass cheeks. He then slipped it into her rear passage and began to pumped. Salma grunted and clinched the bar as she felt Carl pumping her from behind. Carl moaned out load as he rubbed his hands against her shoulders. The pleasure of taking Salma from behind was unimaginable. He only just begun when he felt himself build up. "OHHH HERE I CUM!!!! FUUCCCKKKK!!!!!!" Carl screamed out in pleasure as he shout his load into her hot ass. Salma began to squeeze her butt checks together and milk Carl's cock of all its cum just has he had programmed her to do. The sensation left Carl totally breathless as he collapsed onto her back. "Fuck that was great Salma. You are the best fuck in the universe!" Salma still stood in position, satisfied that she had fulfilled her duty.

20 minutes later, Carl was sitting in her luxurious living room. He was thinking of the great future he was going to have with her. In fact, he was thinking of the great future he could be having with other hot starlets as well. Salma walked back into the room and handed Carl a card. "This is my personal cell phone number, you should be able to reach me at any time."

Carl grinned "Thank you so much Salma. I look forward to our next meeting. Unfortunately I've go to run". As Carl got up off the couch he turned to Salma and asked "Aren't you friends with Penelope Cruz?"

Salma softly replied "Yes I am. I have know her for several years now".

Carl laughed with anticipation. "I think this is going to work out very well." The device he had stolen was paying off in more ways than he could have ever imagined.

The End

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