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William stood up when he heard a knock at his door, straightening out his tie and making sure he was nice and tidy before walking around from his desk and opening the door, smiling when he saw the pretty, red haired girl standing outside his office. "Well, hello. You must be Emily. Please, come inside." He said, pulling the door wide for her and gesturing her into his office. The girl was absolutely gorgeous. William was definitely looking forward to this now. Training her might be very difficult, but he felt he was up to the challenge. After all, while he wasn't exactly a domineering man with a harem of woman at his beck and call, he had certainly tried a few interesting things with various girlfriends. Making the girl into a willing slave was something quite different, but William was confident he could do so.

"My name is William Denmarsh." He said, introducing himself to the girl. He was planning on taking to his home on the ground in just a few minutes, since that was where he had found the letter, and had then found some interesting rooms with some even more interesting tools in them to help with teaching her. "Obviously, for the students, I'm Mr. Denmarsh." He added. William waited for Emily to come into the office and take a seat, smiling pleasantly.

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Emily waited nervously for a few short moments, though it wasn't long before the door opened and she saw the man that had to be the dean standing there, inviting her inside as he gestured her to enter his office. "Yes... thank you, sir" she said very politely, nervously stepping inside. He didn't look like what she imagined the dean of the school to look like, much younger. She had thought that she would be meeting with some old man, not that it mattered to her if he was young and handsome or old and decrepit, he was the dean after all and thinking of how attractive he was seemed inappropriate.

"It's a pleasure to meet Mr. Denmarsh" she said, walking completely into the room and taking a seat, still wondering what this little meeting was supposed to be about, though she didn't ask him any questions, thinking that might be considered rude. The dean had asked her to come to his office so here she was, he could tell her why she was there when ever he wanted to, she wasn't about to rush him. Emily still thought it was just some sort of introduction thing, she was a new student after all, so maybe he would just talk to her briefly about the school and the rules and what ever and then let her go off to see her rooms. It didn't seem very efficient to do that on a one on one basis rather than in a larger group, but maybe that was just how they did things here.

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William took his own seat on the opposite side of the desk to Emily, looking at her for a moment, taking in the sight of her, realizing that he was going to be seeing a lot more of her for this year. "Emily, I'm sure you're wondering why you're the only student who is here." He said, smiling softly at her. "The others will be arriving in about a week's time. However, the reason you're here early is that the board of the school's sponsors and owners had asked me to take a personal hand in your education for the year." William said. "While you will attend the normal classes with your peers, you will also receive special lessons from me." He explained. "Please, follow me. We are supposed to begin immediately. No sense in letting your extra week go to waste." He said, still smiling. William stood up.

He walked from his desk to the door, opening it for Emily, and then led her out of the school's main building entirely, taking her to his private home on the grounds. "You see, every teacher, and myself of course, has a private home on the school grounds. The grounds are very large." He started. "Your special lessons will take place in my home, to make sure that you aren't interrupted by other students." He said happily. Eventually they arrived at his home, and he opened the door for her. It was a nice, two story house, with a basement as well. The outside walls were made of stone, and there was as wrap around porch that took up much of the front and sides. Inside, it was wonderfully decorated, with nice furniture and artwork on the walls.

"Now, do you have any questions so far?" William asked, smiling at Emily and closer the door once they were both inside.

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Finally, the time when Emily would find out what exactly it was she was there for. She sat there, her hands folded in her lap as she looked at him as he started to explain to her why exactly she was there. His soft smile made her feel comfortable, he was doing a good job at luring her into a false sense of security it seemed. She seemed excited when he told her that he was going to take a personal hand in her education, though she had no idea what that actually meant. Did they perhaps see potential in her, maybe they thought that she could really do well and they wanted to make sure that happened? She wasn't sure, but she felt like it was a good thing, that it would make her an even better student and that she would be more successful as a result.

"Okay, great" she said with a smile, standing up with him. A week of extra lessons with the dean, this seemed to be her lucky day, or so she thought. Emily followed him as he led her out of the school and onto the grounds, looking confused until he explained to her where exactly they were going. "Oh, okay. I didn't realize just how big this school was" she said with a smile, following him to his home, which wasn't exactly small. Two stories and made of stone, a wrap around porch and everything. Stepping inside she saw how nicely decorated it was as well and she was amazed.

"Yes, sir. I was just wondering what exactly you were going to be teaching me?" she said, looking enthusiastic and excited.

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William smiled at her again. "Oh, I'll be teaching you quite a few things, Emily." He said. "Well, rather than list them off, I'll show you. Come with me. I'll show you the study that your lessons will take place in." He said. "Leave your bags and such here. You aren't going to need anything right away." He added. William led Emily to a room upstairs and at the end of a hallway. On the blueprints of the home, it would be called a bedroom. But there was no bed in there. William went ahead of Emily, opening the door. Dark curtains were pulled over the windows, and the lights were off, keeping the room dark so that, because she would be used to the light, she wouldn't be able to see what was in there. Once Emily went to the door, getting ahead of William again, that was when he acted.

He grabbed a handful of Emily's hair right at the scalp with his left hand, and then wrapped his right arm around her neck, squeezing a little bit to make it difficult to breath. He used his elbow to flip the light switch. The room was filled with all kinds of toys, obviously sex toys, and furniture. He forced Emily forward to a table, using his weight to push her top half down onto it. Holding her down, he took her wrists, locking the right one, and then the left one to the top of the table, each at opposite corners. Once that was done, he took his weight off of Emily's body. He stayed back for a moment. "This is your first lesson, Emily." He said. William's voice wasn't harsh, but still softly toned. He had no intention of being unnecessarily cruel to her.

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"Okay" Emily said, setting her things down. He was the dean so of course she trusted him, what could really go wrong? He was an authority figure, the head of the school that she was so happy to be attending. She smiled and followed him up the stairs, looking around her at the art on the walls and the furniture in the house, it all looked very nice. The school certainly treated their dean well. Emily followed him into the room. It was dark so she couldn't see anything, but she thought that maybe it was a study and he was going to show her the different subjects he was going to help her with.

Emily cried out when she felt him grab her hair, pulling it painfully and wrapping his arm tightly around her neck, squeezing it enough so that she had to fight to breath and she couldn't scream, though she tried, kicking out in surprise and trying to free herself. The lights came on suddenly, hurting her eyes at first, but she then saw the room that she was standing in, filled with strange items that were clearly sex toys. She was unfamiliar with that sort of thing, a virgin who had messed around with boys very seldom, she didn't mess around on her own even, really. She was confused and she continued to fight against him, but he pushed her down against the table and locked her wrists into place. "What are you doing?!" she shouted, crying out in fear, pulling at her hands and trying to free them, though they were very secure on the table. "I don't know what you mean, what is this all about" she cried, pulling and kicking, trying to release herself.

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William sighed a little bit to himself, walking over to a shelf that had a few 'toys' on it. Though, in this case, they were tools, not toys. William wasn't playing with Emily. He was training her. He came back over, three things in hand. A pair of scissors, a ball gag, and a vibrator. He set all three down in front of Emily, standing on the side of the table that she was facing. He crouched down so that their eyes were level and frowned at her. "Emily, the reason you're here now, is because you are going to be trained. By the time the year is over, I will have made you into the perfect little sex slave. Understand?" He said.

Without waiting for her to answer him, William held up the ball gag, holding it towards her so she could see it. "If you keep screaming, I'm going to put this in your mouth to keep you quiet. I don't really need to, because the walls in this room are sound proofed. But I will, because I don't want to listen to you complain." He explained. "Now, there are two ways that your training can begin." William said. "There is the easy way. You do exactly as I tell you to, without protest or complaining." He began. "Or, there is the hard way, where I train you, regardless of whether you cooperate with me or not." He said. "Now, tell me Emily. Do I have to gag you, or should I put this away?" He asked.

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Emily was freaking out, to say the least, pulling at her hands as she tried to get herself up, her heart racing. She didn't understand what was going on, though she knew that it was nothing good. She watched him as he walked back towards her, placing three things in front of her; scissors, a gag and then something else that she was unfamiliar with yet looked ominous to her. "Please, please let me go" she said, crying now as he crouched down, frowning. What he said didn't put her at ease, of course, but only made her feel even more afraid. "No, you can't" she said, not sure if this was some kind of sick joke or what, how could this be happening to her? But he didn't listen to what she said, holding the gag in front of her.

She started to shake, afraid of everything that he was saying to her. She didn't want the gag, but she couldn't exactly lay there quietly either. "Please, please, I don't want that, just let me go, let me go home" she said, pulling at her restraints even harder, almost to the point where she was hurting herself in the process, her eyes wide with fear. "let me go, you have to let me go, I'm a virgin, I have never done anything, please" she said, crying harder as she pulled, desperately trying to free herself, acting very much like a cornered animal.

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William sighed. "The hard way, then." He said. He reached forward and pinched Emily's nose shut with his left hand so that she had to keep her mouth open to breath. Then he pushed the gag into her mouth, closing the strap around the back of her head so that she would stay quiet. William leg go of her nose, and then looked at Emily again, shaking his head. "I told you, the easy way and the hard way. Maybe if you're really good, I'll give you a chance to change your mind tomorrow. But for now..." He said. William stood up, bringing the vibrator and the scissors with him.

He walked behind Emily then, pushing her shirt up, and then pushing her skirt up to her waist after, leaving only her panties keeping her decent. William cut both sides of them, and then pulled the panties off of Emily. He dropped them to the floor. "From now on, you don't wear underwear anymore, Emily." William said. "You have to be available to your master whenever he wants you. The less you are wearing the better." He told her, his voice clear and level. He knelt down behind Emily, getting a lovely view, and then turned on the vibrator. He put it against the back of her leg, and then spoke up again. "Don't worry Emily. You'll learn to love this." He said. William pressed the vibrator against her clit.

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He ignored her pleas, but how could he expect her to give in so easily? Emily couldn't just let this happen to her, she had to fight it somehow, though in the end she had to open her mouth to breath and the gag was pushed into her mouth and put around her head, muffling her screams and pleas, though her tears were still rolling down her face as she realized just what was going to happen to her; he was going to rape her, use her body and try and train her into some kind of sex slave. This was a nightmare that she had never imagined was possible for her, surely he wouldn't get away with this.

Emily cried more as he pushed her shirt up and then her skirt, leaving her only covered in her panties, which he then cut off, the cool blade of the scissors brushing against her leg and making her hair stand on end. No more underwear? She didn't want to be available for him ever, and he wasn't her master, but of course with the gag in her mouth she couldn't tell him that, she could only scream and try and kick out against him, feeling so exposed. He had the other device in his hands and she was afraid of what he was going to do with that too, turning it on and making her hear the slight buzzing sound, touching it against the back of her leg and making her jump again.

She could only desperately shake her head, she wasn't going to love anything he did, though her surprise was nothing compared to when he pressed it against her clit, forcing her to jump even more and try to move herself away from him, uncomfortable from the feeling it was giving her. She tried to use her legs to force him to move it away, fighting against him with desperation, though the vibrator pressed up against her clit seemed to already be having affects on her, her pussy beginning to moisten.


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'Wow', really wasn't the reaction he had been expecting. If anything, a quieted scoff would have done him right. Jaxton didn't see his place as anything special, just a place to crash and sometimes entertain. Tonight, he was definitely using it to entertain. The comment about his little domain made Jaxton laugh out loud. Was Ollie being too nice? Did it even matter? Jaxton's ego was being massaged and while that was something he was used to, it felt different coming from Ollie. The boy was so naive and innocent and Jaxton honestly felt good---that he could trick the boy so easily.

"You think so...?" Jaxton reached up to run his fingers through his hair. "I mean, I guess you could say that." Jaxton relaxed in the kitchen, placing his palms on the counter and leaning back against it. He took a moment to admire Ollie, the sweet little thing, perched so perfectly upon the sunken in springs of his couch. Jaxton's dark green eyes were predatory, slowly working their way over each feature of Ollie's face and body. "You really make this place glow." He murmured, before turning back around to face the kitchen. Jaxton reached up into the cabinet and pulled out two crystal shot glasses. The glasses sat down on the countertop with a healthy clink, and Jaxton glanced over his shoulder at Ollie. He knew that his last comment was going to make the pale boy blush and he wanted to see the color flush the teen's face. Jaxton then took to the freezer, where he pulled three bottles: Butterscotch Schnapps, Bailey's Irish Cream and Goldschlager. With his expert hands, Jaxton mixed the drinks into the shot glasses before setting the bottles further back on the counter.

"Ollie." He said, while lifting both glasses, and turning towards the boy. He motioned him over to the kitchen. When the boy approached him, he handed him one of the glasses. "I'm assuming you've never taken a shot before? Dump it and swallow, not little sips." Jaxton smirked. "Promise, it tastes just like Cinnamon Toast. You'll love it." Once he knew he had Ollie on his side, if not prepared, he raised his glass to clink it with Ollie's. "To... New Friends." When the glasses clinked, Jaxton quickly shot back his drink and swallowed without so much as a wince. He slammed his glass back down on the counter and offered a grin, as he watched Ollie. The shot would have tasted very smooth, but would have had a definite sting on the way down.

"How was it?" Jaxton coaxed, inching towards Ollie as though to examine his health.

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Ollie simply remained smiling as he looked slowly around the flat; to him, it seemed wonderful. The only place he could be himself was in his tiny room and to see someone have a whole home to call their own was amazing; he felt oddly honored to be invited to Jaxton's humble abode. He blinked quickly as the older student spoke, glancing back with slightly wide eyes at the unexpected compliment, his cheeks flushing a deep pink. "I-I... glow?" He repeated to himself, lifting a hand to nervously fiddle with his spectacles, his eyes lowering to the floor. Jaxton seemed to have a talent for embarrassing him and making his heart flutter at the same time; if the older student even knew just what he did.

"H-Huh?" The boy glanced up, tucking rogue strands of light hair behind his ears as he was called over to the kitchen, missing the way in which Jaxton's gaze ran slowly over his figure. He was naïve to a fault and rose to his feet with a small nod and a nervous smile, hurrying to stand a few paces next to his new friend. "S-So... I just... gulp it in one?" He asked tentatively, slender fingers curling around the glass and lifting it to his face to peer into the golden-colored liquid, lightly sniffing it. It smelled nice; sweet and tasty, and the boy ran his tongue briefly over his lips before watching Jaxton tip his head back and swallow the shot down.

He seemed to enjoy it, and so Ollie took a deep breath, tipping his head back and gulping down the mixture as quickly as he could before placing the glass quickly down on the counter. For the first few seconds it tasted pleasant just as Jaxton said, but then the stinging burn reached his throat and the boy coughed weakly, lifting a hand to cover his mouth. The alcohol was strong and he released a long breath, lifting his hand higher to gently touch his forehead. While one shot wouldn't make him drunk, it certainly was something of a head rush. "Ahh... i-it tasted nice... but it... burned a little after."

Ollie chuckled softly and looked up toward Jaxton, a small smile on his features. "I-I'm okay though... you really... meant the toast about n-new friends?" His voice was quiet, hopeful and he leaned ever so slightly closer as if he wanted to share the secret of their budding friendship; he so rarely made friends... he'd do anything to make this one work.

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Yes, Jaxton did have a knack for embarrassing and at the same time, flattering, those whom he engaged with. It was just a quality that he had that allowed for people to have a connection with him, a yearning to know more. It left him shrouded in mystery and desire and Jaxton liked it that way. He didn't want people knowing too much about him, but he loved to see the want glimmering in their eyes---knowing fully well he could control how much of him they could receive. Most of all, Jaxton was just insatiably hungry for the rawness of the power he held over people.

And this alcohol he was feeding the young boy allowed him to hold much more power than what Ollie realized, over him. As he watched the boy react to the potent concoction, Jaxton's chest swelled with a budding success that could only be described as a dark realization of the power he had over Ollie. His plan was working. Ollie was his. And as the boy moved closer, the air between them grew thin and Jaxton almost jumped the gun. He was becoming antsy. He wanted to see Ollie's smooth flesh, free of the pesky fabric covering it now had. He adjusted his hips to try to calm the best brewing down below.

"Of course I meant it, Ollie. I don't bring just anyone over for a drink." He charmed, but did not lie. Ollie was a special case---insanely trusting and so very naive. He knew he could get away with it. Or, maybe he was just being incredibly bold. Even so bold as to reach up and allow his fingertips to trace along Ollie's cheek, before falling at his shoulder to offer a brotherly squeeze.

And then he suddenly broke the moment, releasing Ollie's shoulder and moving over to the couch, where he'd plop down. He did, however, pat the seat beside him in an offering for Ollie to rest there. He needed to be more careful. Was Ollie even gay? He knew the boy wouldn't make the first move, but he didn't want to scare Ollie away. Suddenly, Jaxton felt unsure of his own tactics and intentions. How was he supposed to pull this off? Again, he decided to be bold. When Ollie sat down, he moved to pull the boy's shoulder back so that Ollie would lean back and rest his back against Jaxton's chest, allowing the boy to rest against him. No words were spoken. He released Ollie's shoulder when he felt the boy's tension fade, and replaced in that hand the remote to the TV, casually turning it on. He hoped Ollie would stay leaning against him.

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Even if Ollie wasn't as trusting as he was, no one would have seen the hidden desire masked so well in Jaxton's mind and body. The young man was simply too charming, too much of a gentleman to do such things after all, and the boy felt perfectly safe in his fellow student's home. "Mm... y-you don't...?" He repeated softly, lowering dark blue eyes to linger somewhere on the kitchen top as Jaxton only continued to charm him; yet another flush creeping to his cheeks. It seemed he couldn't go one sentence without feeling embarrassed in front of the older boy and he swallowed thickly, forcing a smile onto his face in a poor effort to seem casual. "I-I'm glad... the drink was really g-good... I, ah... thank you..."

His effort melted away as his voice dropped to a near-whisper at the fingers that suddenly brushed over his heated cheek. Eyes widened slightly behind his glasses and Ollie lightly bit his lower lip; not a bad reaction, certainly. The gentle squeeze to his shoulder drew the boy's gaze there and he released a heavy breath he hadn't noticed he had been holding as Jaxton suddenly stepped away, leaving Ollie to lean back against the counter. His heart thudded loudly in his chest as he tried to calm himself, the alcohol slowly settling in his stomach to build on his embarrassment. No one had ever touched him in such a way before; no one had even shown an interest and as Jaxton beckoned him toward the couch, the boy nodded thoughtlessly.

He reached for his glass and sipped the dregs of the potent concoction with a small shudder before he nervously made his way towards the sofa, easing down slowly to sit beside Jaxton. He was sure to leave a respectful distance even as his body remained tense, but the personal space didn't last very long before the arm wrapped around his shoulders and eased him back to rest fully against the taller frame now behind him. Ollie gasped audibly and shuffled, remaining against the older boy's chest as his cheeks positively glowed; it felt nice, better than nice and slowly, he felt the tension leave his body as the TV was flicked on and watched.

Was he gay? Ironically, he found himself wondering the same thing Jaxton did; he'd never been close with anyone of either gender. Certainly he felt his heart skipping the occasional beat and certainly his body felt slightly warmer than usual... but maybe that was the drink? "Jaxton...!" He murmured after a short pause, turning his head to look upwards into the student's face. "A-Are you... hot? I-I mean... warm? Is it... warm in here?" Gods, he sounded so awkward.

"S-Sorry... I... never mind." He added swiftly, turning back to try and focus on the screen.

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Jaxton, while not spoiled in any sense of the way, always got what he wanted. He worked for what he got---climbed up ladders and deceived people. He'd do anything. And right now, as he decided, he definitely wanted sweet Ollie. In more ways than one.

However, Ollie was making it much easier on Jaxton, as he seemed that the boy also wanted him. Or at least, he was reeling in his own hook. Jaxton could feel Ollie as he relaxed into his hold. Sure, maybe he was coming on a bit strong, but when Ollie lifted those beautiful eyes up to him to innocently question the temperature of the other, Jaxton's lips couldn't help but to curl back in a mischievously charming smile. "Oh, I'm warm alright." He teased, as Ollie turned his face away.

Jaxton felt comfortable enough to reach up, with his free hand, at Ollie's face. He placed two fingers, his index and middle digit, along the perfectly sculpted jawline of his companion and pressed dominantly. This action forced Ollie's face sidewards and up, causing the boy to look him in the eyes. Jaxton's smile remained wide and his eyes intent to bore into those behind such square frames. "But, the real question is... are you?"

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There was definitely an atmosphere in the room that weighed heavily upon Ollie's mind. He had no idea if Jaxton felt it too, nor exactly what it meant and so he said nothing more, his gaze resting upon the television screen in hopes that he wouldn't embarrass himself any more that he already had done. The light pink flush remained on his cheeks however despite his efforts to force it away, hands clasped gently on his lap as he did his best to remain relaxed.

He blinked quickly as his friend spoke, nodding slowly at the confirmation that it was indeed rather warm. Maybe it was simply the heating was too high? Or the sir conditioning wasn't working? Ollie's efforts to reason out his quickened heartbeat were abruptly ended as he felt the two fingers brush across his slender jawline, his breath hitching audibly as they pressed firmly; demanding that he turn his head towards Jaxton. Those dark eyes remained lowered in a submissive glance and he shuffled upon the seat as Jaxton spoke, whimpering faintly.

"I... y-yes... I feel... hot..." Again he shuffled, his eyes lifting finally to gaze into Jaxton's and being instantly captured in that somehow powerful stare, flushed lips parting as he tried and failed to speak several times, his blush steadily deepening before he finally managed to utter a few more words. "M-Maybe... maybe... turn the... air con up a little...?" His innocence was doubtlessly part of his allure and he found himself tilting slightly closer to the older boy without entirely realizing. "Or... c-could I... have a shower...?"

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God. Ollie was so fucking desirable. Jaxton could witness the boy's sweet cheeks flushing pink then red and he wondered how quickly Ollie's ass would redden if spanked.

Jacob knew just what heated them both. He needed to figure out a way to get more of that sweet liquor down the boy's throat. Though, it seemed Ollie was having enough trouble speaking as it was! He watched the boy stumble over his words and his grin widened considerably. "A shower, huh?" He again, teased.

As he spoke, Jaxton's hand that was on Ollie's shoulder, snuck down to the boy's waist. Slowly, his fingers began to slide up along the freshman's side. This was the first time he'd touched Ollie's smooth skin. He groaned in response, his hand sliding quickly up to his chest. Jaxton pulled up Ollie's shirt, and allowed his thumb to flick over Ollie's nipple. He shuddered.

"If you want to shower up, you... you need to take off these." Jaxton coaxed, in a husky voice.

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Ollie had never felt so tense and yet so relaxed; the heat he felt conflicting with the alcohol in his system to create a very confused boy as he sank into the couch, biting softly upon his lower lip. Jaxton suddenly seemed so much more in control than he was, so much more forward and confident; he felt himself getting swept away in those dark eyes and he nodded slowly at the teasing question of his desire for a shower. "I-If... you don't mind...? It might... cool me down..."

His voice was quiet, slightly stuttered and he blinked quickly as the hand slid down slowly from his shoulder to linger upon his waist in a touch that seemed like much more than a friendly gesture, his hips shifting slightly from side to side as the questing fingers drifted under his slightly too-large shirt. "Ahh... Jaxton..." Ollie gasped faintly, writhing upon the couch and closing his eyes with an audible hitch of breath as the hand moved over his smooth chest and pulled up his shirt to expose his slender frame to the other boy's eyes.

"What---ahh...!" He cried out quietly in surprised pleasure as he felt the thumb run over a pink nipple, the sensitive nub hardening slightly at that brief touch before the low voice reached his ears and he swallowed thickly, his hands moving to simply grip the bottom of his shirt. "I... I d-do..." Ollie nodded slowly, blushing as he pulled the fabric up and over his head only to drop it carelessly upon the floor beside him, arms wrapping around his now bare chest.

His skin was pale, smooth and flawless; never before seen by anyone's eyes but his own and he shuffled slightly upon the couch before moving to stand on shaky legs. "Mm... s-so... I'll shower, and... and..." He trailed off, falling back to the sofa with a small 'oof', closing his eyes tightly. "Mmn... head spinning..."

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Jaxton was like a wolf whom had caught hold of his most precious prey, a sweet little lamb. Ollie was delicate and innocent, the most delectable piece of meat he'd had the pleasure of getting his hands on. Usually his partners were old and worn out, to say the least, and of course as experienced as he was. He didn't like that. They didn't moan the way Ollie did, by just the flicker of a thumb over an erected nipple. Ollie's little sounds were fueling Jaxton's fire and things were getting dangerous.

Especially as Ollie took the drunken opportunity to lean upwards and pull his own shirt off. "Jesus, Ollie." Jaxton breathed, feeling his cock throb suddenly inside of his jeans. He needed Ollie, and he needed him now.

Though, Ollie seemed not to understand what was happening here. Not sure if he was just too tipsy or actually ignorant to what Jaxton was trying to do, when Ollie stood up, Jaxton's bottom lip dropped. What? Luckily, Ollie sat back down with the explanation that his head was spinning. "You're a lightweight, Ollie, baby." He said, softly, as he reached above Ollie. There were a few throw pillows on top of the back of the couch, leaning against the wall. He grabbed one and placed it behind Ollie, resting against the arm rest at a slanted angle. Then, by taking Ollie by his hip, he urged his ass forward and instructed him to, "Lean back." Once Ollie was laying on his back, shirtless and helpless, Jaxton had the moment he needed to survey the soft, white skin. He couldn't wait to mark it.

"Ollie," he said again, leaning in towards Ollie's chest. "If you want to shower," He breathed along the boy's neck. "You need to take off something else." Jaxton sighed, nearly panting, as he allowed his fingertips to tug lightly on the thigh of Ollie's jeans. Jaxton's eyes were half lidded and cloudy. He decided that, even if Ollie decided against a shower... at this point, there was no turning back. He was getting what he wanted.

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Of course the boy was a lightweight; his parents had always forbid him to drink while he lived at the family home which he had barely moved out of. A mere few weeks he had lived alone in the small apartment and alcohol hadn't been the main thing on his mind. The potent concoction had tasted sweet and perhaps he drank faster than was sensible, but Ollie had little idea just how much it would affect him as he sank back into the sofa, lifting a hand to fiddle with his elegant spectacles that were slightly crooked upon his nose. "Mm...?" He made a soft questioning sound as Jaxton breathed out his name, blinking blearily across at the other boy.

"You said... I should take it off... it would get wet, so..." He trailed off, running his tongue over his lips as he looked upward towards the floor he had tried to step upon, a small frown playing upon his lips. He was sure the room tilted slightly when he rose to his feet; better to stay put, and let Jaxton look after him. The older student was nothing but kind and the boy blushed darkly as he was called a lightweight, shaking his head quickly. "W-Well... well I've never... drank before s-so... so it's not my fault..." Ollie pouted slightly, tilting his head back to watch as the pillow was taken from behind him and place on the arm of the couch.

His hips wriggled slightly as hands gripped them, though he didn't think to resist as he was pulled forwards slightly, lifting a slender leg to slid it upon the couch, the other left to hang over the edge as he laid back against the comfy pillow with a small smile. "Comfy..." He sighed happily and arched back into the pillow before gasping quietly as he suddenly felt Jaxton's breath run over his neck, that strange heat pooling in his lower stomach once again that made his hips writhe against the other boy's hands.

"Mmmn... o-oh... pants..." Ollie's gaze drifted down and he lifted his hips helpfully as Jaxton tugged the denim downwards, squirming slightly to aid in their removal to eventually leave him in a simple pair of navy boxers, a slight bulge visible against the thin fabric. "I-I should... go to the bathroom now... but I can't really... walk..." He smiled sheepishly, blushing in embarrassment and sliding his hands down to hide his groin, his thighs forcibly parted around Jaxton's body. "Help me...?"


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Christina had helped her mother make dinner. It was something she did often was helping her mom cook dinner before her step-dad got home. Christina didn't like the idea at first that she was getting a new dad. But as years went by she grew to love him like a real father. There were times she felt more than just love of a daughter to a father. There was something more. It didn't help that most of her friends always talked on how they would do her step-dad.

As dinner was set they all ate something that her mother wanted to try new. Once dinner was done Christina helped clean up and joined her parents in the living room to watch some TV. About ten she began to yawn and headed upstairs after kissing both parents good night.

It was about one that she woke up in pain. A pain she had not felt in years. Her stomach was hurting so much that she couldn't even move. Getting up she stumbled into her parents room. She tried to wake up her mother but she was out. There was times that her mom would take sleeping pills so she could sleep through the night.

Going over to her step-dad she began to shake him. "Please wake up. My stomach is hurting really badly." She whispered. Hell Christina couldn't even stand up straight. "Please mom won't wake up please help me I need someone to help me." The last time this happened her mom had rubbed her belly till it felt better. Which it took a while but it worked. Every time she would get a stomach ache she would go get her mother or her real dad to do that. She just hoped her step-dad would help her.

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Dave felt a bit disorientated when his step-daughter Christina woke him up, whispering something about a stomachache. Dave put his finger to his lips to quiet her down. The last thing he needed for his wife to be woken up unexpectedly, something she didn't take too kindly to.

Dave was about to follow Christina out of the master bedroom when he realized he was just wearing boxer shorts. He went back into the bedroom but couldn't find his robe in the dark. Turning the light on was out of the question since it was certain to wake his wife. Oh well, boxer shorts were better than nothing.

He rooted around in the medicine cabinet and gave Christina something for her stomachache. After she had taken the medicine, he wished her a good night and was about to turn back to the bedroom he shared with his wife, but Christina just stood around, looking at him expectantly.

"The medicine should kick in after about 20 minutes. You'll be fine, I'm sure." Dave wasn't sure exactly what his stepdaughter wanted. She sure looked like she was in a lot of pain, though.

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Christina was bent over in pain watching him walk over to seeing him go into the medicine cabinet. Taking the medicine she looked up at him. It was strange for her that he had just walked back. She was just so used to her mother taking her back to her room and rub her stomach. Or her dad picking her up and taking her back to her room to do that. Christina knew Dave didn't know any of this. She just hated the fact that he didn't know that she needed help.

"Dave my mom and dad used to rub my tummy when I got a stomach ache." Looking down she turned to leave. Not sure if he was really going to rub her stomach or not. Leaning up against the wall she crouched down in pain again. "Good night." She whispered still looking down.

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Dave felt a bit awkward about rubbing Christina's tummy, but he couldn't just leave her there in pain. He put his arm around his step-daughter and guided her back to her bedroom.

After she had lay down in bed, Dave stood over her and slowly began rubbing her tummy through her top. He couldn't believe how nervous and excited he felt. He kept telling himself that he was doing this so Christina could feel better and that there was nothing wrong with that. To make sure she felt better, he lifted up her shirt a bit and started rubbing her smooth skin. He'd never felt anything so lovely his entire life.

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Christina felt him put his arm around her and smiled. He helped her get back to her room. Once there she laid down and tried not to curl up in pain.

Seeing him standing over her she closed her eyes as he began to rub her stomach through her shirt. The feeling felt so good. Her stomach was still hurting but what he was doing was relaxing her. When she felt him lift up her shirt and started to rub her stomach she let out a sigh. It felt so good better than when her mom did it. His hands felt so nice against her skin. Christina looked at him and couldn't help but look at his face. Actually seeing him this close and to actually see that he was a handsome man that married her mother.

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Dave eyes met Christina's and he smiled. He was glad the room was dim, because he felt himself getting aroused. He finally had to admit to himself that he was getting completely turned on. He looked away from Christina and stared at the ceiling for a while, trying to think of anything except her soft, smooth skin.

At that moment he decided that he would allow himself to enjoy this. Life was too short. He looked down again into Christina's eyes and stroked her stomach slowly. He cleared his throat and asked "How are you feeling now?"

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Christina looked at him and saw that he had looked away. Christina bit her lower lip. She wished at this point she had woken up her mom. When he looked back at her she gave him a small smile. She had let out a couple of low moans enjoying the feeling of the his hand rubbing her stomach.

Looking at him she blushed. "I'm feeling a little better." It was true but know she was feeling something else that was bothering her. "There is something bothering me though. I feel really warm inside."

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Dave continued to rub Christina's smooth belly, until his step-daughter mentioned she was feeling warm inside. He stopped momentarily, but then continue the gentle stroking of his step-daughter's stomach.

"I'm glad you're feeling better, sweetheart". Dave was able to ease Christina's stomachache, but what was the cure for this 'warm' feeling she was having? Did she mean what he thought she meant?

"You're feeling warm inside? Do you want me to get some medicine for a fever? If there is anything I can do to help, you just let me know, OK?"

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Looking at him she nodded. "Yeah I'm feeling warm inside. No it don't hurt I don't think I'm sick." Christina looked up at him and bit her lower lip. "It's going from my stomach down. It started when you placed your hand on my stomach. When you pulled my shirt back to rub my stomach." Christina wondered if he understood what she was saying.

There was no way she could just tell him that she was getting hot for him. That she was getting horny because of his touch. Hell she couldn't believe that she feeling this for Dave. Her step father the man her mother married she was getting the hot for. Looking at him she began to blush knowing it might not have been a good idea to say what she just said.

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"Going down from your stomach?", Dave asked with a quiver in his voice. "Perhaps I should rub lower then?"

Dave didn't wait for a response, but slowly slid his hand down lower. He felt excited and scared, like he was about to jump off a high cliff. After several inches of travel, Dave's hand came to Christina's underwear, totally saturated with her wetness.

For a moment, Dave was certain he was going to cum into his boxer shorts. He wanted his step-daughter so badly.

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Christina wasn't sure what he was going to say to him when he had asked her if he should rub lower. Her eyes looked at him as she bit her lower lip. Feeling his hand go down lower she gasp. When he felt her underwear Christina knew she was wet. Her mind wondered if he was going to say something to her about that.

Her eyes moved up to his and bit her lower lip. "You see I don't know what is wrong with me. Since you touched my tummy and being so close to me I been feeling weird." Christina whispered.

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"There is nothing wrong with you Christina. What you are feeling is perfectly normal." Well, normal if you ignore the fact they are step-father and step-daughter, but Dave kept that thought to himself.

Was his step-daughter really this inexperienced? She was likely a virgin, then. When was the last time Dave had a virgin laid out before him, responding to his touch like this? It had been years. Before he met Christina's mother, even. Dave lost any will to stop what he was doing now. He continued to touch her between her legs.

Dave decided he would give Christina one last chance to either stop what was happening or signal that things could proceed. "Christina honey, would you like me to remove your underwear? They seem wet and I think I can make you feel even better if they are off." Christina's response to this question would determine their fate.

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Christina nodded to what he said. "Okay Dave." She whispered out. Christina wasn't sure if this was really wrong. It was the fact that they were not related at all. So would it really be wrong for her to want her step-dad.

Christina wasn't all the innocent she had watched porn before. Her friends as well talked about sex all the time. "Dave this is my first time." Looking at him she blushed. All and all she wasn't like most teenagers she was still a virgin.

Christina looked up at him and nodded. "Yes take them off. I'm all wet so why don't you just take them off and throw them on the floor." Looking into his eyes she smiled.

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Dave slowly pulled Christina's panties off. He did this slowly, first down her smooth thighs, then over her lower legs, until he yanked them off her cute feet. He took the panties off and held them up. Then he brought the panties to his mouth and began to suck her wetness from them. He felt he could actually taste her purity.

After tossing the panties aside, he ran his hand along her thigh until he reached her unbelievably wet pussy. "Holy fuck" was all Dave could say. Dave had never sworn in front of Christina before, but given the current situation, he needed be too concerned about that.

Dave felt even more excited than he did when he first made love to his wife.

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Christina looked at him as he slowly pulled down her panties. She moved her body to help him out a bit by lifting up her hips. Soon she blushed seeing him bring them to his mouth. She wondered why he had done that. Licking her lips she just kept her eyes on him.

Hearing him say ‘Holy fuck' she wondered what was going on. "Dave?" She took a deep gulp wondering what was going. "Are you okay?"

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"I feel fantastic, Christina. Better than ever. Let me show you how good I feel". With that, Dave pulled down his boxers to expose his fully erect penis. There was no turning back now.

Dave stood over Christina and went back to rubbing her wetness. He rubbed beyween her succulent lips but did not penetrate her. Not yet, anyway.

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Christina smiled. "Glad you feel that way Dave." Watching him pull down his boxers she saw him. Taking a deep breath she was ready for whatever he did to her.

Feeling him rub her she bit her lower lip. She let out a moan as she moved her hips. Licking her lips she looked into his eyes.

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Dave looked into Christina's eyes and smiled. When he freed his cock from his boxers, it was as if he had freed his mind from society's taboos.

With his long arms, Dave was able to keep stroking Christina while positioning his cock closer to her face. He wanted to see how close he would have to get his hard cock to her face until she acknowledged it's presence.

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Christina looked into Dave's eyes at the same time he did. Seeing his smile she gave him a shy one back. Looking down at his dick she bit her lower lip. She was getting nervous at this point. She was a virgin and knew it was going to hurt.

Her mind came in some ease when he saw that he was putting his dick right in front of her. Licking her lips she was actually once again getting nervous about this. Moving up she licked his head and then she wrapped her mouth around his dick and began to suck him. As her tongue stayed at the tip of the head.

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Dave let out a groan as Christina wrapped her wet mouth around his hard cock. The fact that she did this willingly and without and coercion gave Dave the confidence to slowly begin sliding a finger into Christina's wet pussy. She was unbelievably tight, a tightness Dave hadn't experienced in years. It then occurred to him that Christina was totally inexperienced. Dave groaned again at the thought that he was the first man to ever touch Christina this way. But he needed to know for sure.

He looked down at Christina and asked, "Have you ever had a cock in that pretty little mouth of yours before? Ever have someone touch you like this?"

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Christian kept sucking him. When he groan she took that as a good sign that he was enjoying what she was doing. Her eyes went wide when his finger went in her. With his dick in her mouth she let out a moan. Her hips actually moved up. It felt weird in a good way that his finger was in her.

Pulling away she shook her head no. "I never had a dick in my mouth. Also this is the first time I ever had anyone touch me like this."she looked up at him and began to blush.

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Devin was excited to hear that Christina was so inexperienced. She was eager though. Everything in her body language told him this. He continued to gently move his finger inside her, gradually working his way deeper inside of her. Devin did his best to ignore the fact that his wife, and Christina's mother, was just one room away.

"Well, let's take this slowly. How about you put my cock back into your mouth. You like sucking my cock, don't you?" Devin thought nothing was sexier than the way she looked up at him with her big beautiful eyes.

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Christina moaned as his finger moved inside of her. Her hips moved a little with him. Christina loved the feeling of his finger in her. She looked at the door she couldn't believe she was doing this with her step-dad. If her mother ever found out she didn't even want to think about that.

She did what she was told. Her mouth wrapped around his dick and began to suck him. Her eyes stayed on his as she started to lick and suck on him. Her hands had reached for his balls and began touch them lightly.

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With Christina's hands on his balls, Devin really had to concentrate hard to prevent himself from cumming. He wanted to enjoy this and pace himself, although he was feeling so good, he could cum any second if he let himself. He light touch on his balls was heavenly. He did his best to make sure he didn't moan too loudly. He thought of all the things he wanted to do to Christina. Should he do them now? Would there be another time?

Devin thought he could hear movement in another bedroom but wasn't sure. It was best to finish this for now. As much as Devin wanted to cum into Christina's mouth, he wasn't sure she could handle it. Did she even know what cum was? He looked into her eyes as she sucked his cock and asked; "I'm going to cum soon Christina. Do you know what that means?"

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Christina would look up at him from time to time. She actually liked the feeling of his balls in her hands . She kept sucking him hard wanting to taste his cum see how it tasted. Her tongue stayed at the tip just enjoying him. Her eyes went wide when she heard someone go to the bathroom. Looking up she wanted to stop but since he didn't do anything she figured he was okay with keep going.

When he began to speak she nodded her head as she kept sucking. She wanted him to cum into her mouth. She hoped that he would cum into her.


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As the morning sun slowly rose at the horizon, the alarm at the nightstand next to the bed of Lee went off to wake him up. But better than any alarm at getting him to wake up was Jessica, his sister, who only mere moments after his alarm had gone off, threw the door to his room opened and stormed inside like she owned the place. "Hey loser, wake up already or should I get the bucket again?", she asked, referring to the one time where she had used a bucket of icy water to wake her brother up and then laughed about it.

Lee's sister was a dream come true for any man, long slender legs, a perfect ass, firm C-cups and a face with lips that made any man go weak in the knees. Unfortunately, Jessica knew exactly what kind of an effect she had on men and used it mercilessly to get what she wanted from them. Also helping with that was the fact that she was head cheerleader at the school so everybody wanted to get on her good side. And if that wasn't enough, her father and mother made it no secret that she was the preferred child as they always picked her over her little brother and so the years of growing up had spoiled Jessica rotten.

Jessica only had contempt left for her little brother who was so much into his video games and anime that she thought of him to be such a loser, it was a miracle they were actually related. Of course she had seen the way he had looked at her and used it to torture him mercilessly, dressing up skimpily at home to tease him with the simple fact that he could never have her...

Like right now, she was only wearing a skimpy baby-tee that did not even cover her belly and gray panties, leaving little to the imagination as she towered over the bed of her little brother...

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Lee opened his eyes at the sudden slam of his door, he knew exactly what was coming and groaned, he couldn't say he disliked to see his sister in skimpy clothing but it was the fact he couldn't touch it that really got to him. He rolled over in his bed and put the cover over his head. "Ugh, five more minutes..." he complained while preparing for the onslaught that would come from his elder sister.

In reality he wanted to hide his erection, he wasn't exactly endowed as a guy but he was still noticeable in his tight white underwear. He groaned, he knew what was coming. First she would remove the covers from his bed after kicking him a bit, then she would notice his erection and laugh at it. Once she'd even touched it, that was the most he'd been touched by a girl and it was his own sister. She had complained to her 'daddy' that he had molested her and he'd gotten his ass kicked because of it. He didn't really like Jessica or any of his family for that matter. He grumbled but then suddenly remembered... everything was going to change, a grin came across his face as he remembered the machine he had concocted which was on the far wall of the room. The wardrobe there was decidedly... high tech looking and seemed to be linked to his PC.

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Lee knew his sister well enough to know that she wouldn't let him have these five minutes, but even he would not have expected the lengths to which she would go to torment him. Grabbing his covers, Jessica used them to throw Lee off his own bed to have him tumble to the ground next to it and THEN she pulled them away. Of course in doing so, she discovered his morning wood and began laughing uproariously at his predicament. "Hahaha, oh boy... you're pathetic...", she snorted as she pointed at him on the ground with his dick tenting his boxers.

"Getting a boner because of your own sister, you're such a sick fuck, Lee... bet you're going to rub one out after I leave, huh?", she mocked him, quite aware of what he thought of her body and she was not above using to make his life a living hell even more.

"Take a good, loooong look, because this is the most you'll ever see of a real woman, you loser!", Jessica flaunted herself before she turned around to strut out of the room of her brother, still failing to notice what he had build here. Not that it interested her or that she had any idea of computers besides on how to use Facebook and that was enough for her... maybe in hindsight, she should've paid a bit more attention to that... and what her brother was doing behind her back...

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Lee had indeed had enough, she had tormented him with that sexy ass body of hers for the last time. He moved up and grabbed her by the hair before placing a hand on her mouth. He would pull her back toward the Wardrobe which would look on the inside very un-wardrobe-like. He pushed her in with his rage strength and shut the door which would lock immediately behind her. He had prepared for this, the interior was soundproof and the wardrobe had been bolted down when people weren't in the house to prevent toppling.

He slowly looked over his undoubtedly panicking sister before smirking and moving to his computer. He booted it up and opened his Mind Control Beta.exe file. His cock had never softened during this entire part... now he was going to show her who was boss. He clicked on the command box and suddenly the Wardrobe lit up on the inside, suddenly a list of his sister's thoughts began to pop up in a window on the right hand side of the screen. He began to type into the command prompt. 'Command/Set/Jessica/Lee' He then looked to his sister, she wouldn't be affected yet but any commands from him would now work. He then experimented with another command, he hadn't gotten around all of the bugs in the system yet but he would enjoy using them on his sister before he tried out the transformation ability. 'Command/Set/Body/Ovulate'

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Jessica let out a yelp in surprise as she was grabbed from behind. She was completely taken by surprise, after she had made their daddy beat him up once she figured he was too scared to even think of lashing back at her... apparently she was wrong. But before she could get out a scream from the top of her lungs, his hand covered her mouth and next thing she knew she was pushed into the wardrobe. It was not at all like she would have thought it would be, no clothes and at least the floor of it was metallic. Her bare feet on the cool metal, she turned around just in time to see the door closing and locking shut behind her, leaving her in the dark.

Naturally, the older sister began to frantically try and get it open, which was hard enough to do in the dark already, but there was no way to open it anyways from the inside. "LEE! YOU MISERABLE PIECE OF SHIT, LET ME OUT OF HERE!", she screamed as loud as she could unaware that she was not heard outside except on the speakers of her brother's PC, if he even turned them on.

Then the lights went on and she took a step back, which was already enough for her to touch the other side of her temporary prison with her back. She had no idea what was going on but it did not help calm her in any way so she began banging with her fists against the walls, screaming further obscenities directed at her brother, unaware of what was happening inside of her body right now...

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Lee's mouth turned into a lewd grin. He was enjoying this. A lot. He wrote in another command into the command prompt, this one less mechanical as the previous two programming commands allowed him to simply press the command right into her head in a more simply way. _You may keep your attitude sister, but you will feel a love toward me that borders on the obsessive. You will find your boyfriend's dick repulsive, you will find mine to be the greatest you ever fucked or sucked. You will want my babies even while knowing that you hate me in your personality. You may not damage any of my equipment or shut down any of the electricity in the house._ He then thought for a moment. _Any time you want to hit me, you will want to fuck me instead._

Lee laughed and then accepted the command before pressing the unlock command on the program, the wardrobe would unlock but before she could scream at him he would cut her out "You will not shout... will you my beloved sister?" he grinned, knowing the turmoil this would cause her on the inside... this was only the beginning of his revenge of course.

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Inside the wardrobe, Lee would see his sister still banging against her prison, the camera catching her increasingly panic-stricken expression perfectly. But when he hit the enter-button and his commando was accepted by the software he had invented himself, Jessica felt an incredible headache welling up inside her, strong enough to make her stop her banging and grab her bleached-blonde head instead... but that only lasted for a moment as the new information was fed to her mind directly and processed and accepted forcibly.

Then the door opened and she was just about to dart out of it and run for it but was held up by her brother. As he spoke to her, a dirty, shit-eating grin of his face, part of her wanted to slap him but another part of her, a much stronger part, wanted to do something else entirely and her gray panties already showed a little dark spot as she looked at him, her dark eyes showing something new when she looked at him now... something Lee hadn't seen from his sister before. "Shut up, you loser...", she said but then did something she would have never done otherwise and that was to grab her little brother's head and force her lips onto his, kissing him deeply and needily, her tongue darting out try and find his in this incestuous kiss...

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Revenge was sweet and it tasted like his older sister's lips. Lee grinned in the kiss, he had only imagine what this was like in the past. Now he was living it. He reached up for her breasts, they were his now and he would happily grope at them while in the kiss. He pulled away and grinned into his sister's bitchy face. "I bet that felt like a much better kiss than that stupid ass boyfriend of yours could ever pull off... I wonder which one of us is the freak now... the one who gets a boner over his sister... or the sister who wants to fuck her little brother?" he grinned and then pulled away to move to the door. He shut it behind him, he wasn't going to let anyone interfere in his retribution.. and if they did he would add them to this.

Slowly he began to undress until he was naked, this wouldn't take much as he was wearing simply a pair of boxers and a T-shirt (Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, very vintage). He stood before his sister in his not very impressive nerdy form, if any girl would ever love this boy then they weren't after his looks that's for certain. He moved back in on his sister and grinned. "You want this slut? Tell me how much you want it..." he would torment her first and then fuck her.. she earned that much so far.

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Jessica bit her lip as her brother turned away from her, taunted her and then closed the door before getting naked. Her gaze was immediately drawn to his cock and from the way she held her breath, Lee would know that his little invention worked flawlessly... the words she then spoke were more than enough proof to convince even the most die-hard skeptic in the world.

"Please, little brother, let me have that cock... I'll let you do anything to me. I can suck you off, I'll let you fuck me, hell, you can fuck my ass too if you want... you don't need to use a rubber either, just fuck me raw, wherever you want and do it inside me.", she promised him, appearing to grow more and more desperate and offering more and more with each passing second.

"I'll break up with my boyfriend if that's what you want... only you get to fuck me, you hear me? My pussy will be brother-only...", she spoke those words so naturally as if she had always harbored a secret desire for her brother that was only now breaking free when in reality, it was that near-obsessive love Lee had instilled in her making her say these things. "Please, do you want money, I'll pay you... what do you want from me, bro?", Jessica asked, almost tearing up as her panties were now quite clearly showing her wetness.

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Lee's smirk was so deviant, so despicable... it was like a breath of fresh air to him. No longer would he need to play nice, he now had everything he needed at his disposal. He wanted to get right into it, no sucking off... he wanted to plant his seed right now, he'd have plenty of time to be sucked off later, besides.. he had a far more fun thing he wanted his sister to do for him. He took her by the hand and lead her to his bed before pushing her on it onto her plush rear. He then slid the bottom of her panties aside to take in the sight of the first real pussy he'd ever seen. He then yanked them down before moving up and kissing her. "Remove your top... go get your phone and dial your boyfriend when you come back. As I fuck you.. as I knock you up... you're going to talk all naturally to your boyfriend alright?"

He grinned and would await her return, when she was back he would immediately take no time in penetrating that cock into her, he wasn't kidding, he really was going to knock her up and she would have to talk to the boy she was meant to be dating while doing it. Of course this would be great for Lee, after all her boyfriend had been a horrible bully of him for quite some time.

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Jessica yelped as her brother pushed her onto the bed, but did not resist him tearing off her panties and exposing her pussy to him. He'd see exactly how wet she was for him, how ready she was to take his cock but only he knew how ready her womb was for his seed... after his commands were issued, Jessica practically ripped her top off her body, revealing that she had not bothered with a bra and that her nipples were hard in anticipation before she rushed out of his room.

She knew this was bad, she knew she loved Jason, but the need for her brother's cock was stronger... and even though she knew that was wrong too, Jessica could not stop herself anymore. Grabbing her cell phone from the desk in her room and hurrying back to her brother's room, Jessica pushed Jason's number on speed dial and brought the phone to her ear as she stood in front of her brother's bed...

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Jason was a cunt as far as Lee was concerned. He didn't wait for the call to connect before pushing Jessica back onto the bed and bringing her up to his pillow. Immediately he would find her pussy with his dick---not impressive but enough to do the job---and slide into that ready and waiting hole. It was nothing like he imagined, it took all of his willpower to prevent himself from cumming right away. He gritted his teeth and pushed in all of the way.

Jason was still asleep as the phone rang, the stocky football player didn't need to be up early today so it was a surprise something was waking him. He grabbed his phone and looked at it---Jessica?---He wondered what she wanted. He'd been lucky to get this girl, he wasn't a really good player, nor was he the hottest but for someone who was looked at like a bully he had a good sense of humor. He placed the receiver to his ear and pressed accept. "Whaddya want Jessi? I'm tired!" Jason complained in a joking manner on the phone.

[User] Jessica immediately spread her legs for her brother to give him all the access to her pussy that he could ever ask for and the moment he finally pushed his cock inside of her was also the exact same moment that Jason decided to pick up the phone and so he was greeted with a loud moan from Jessica as he put the phone to his ear. "-ooooohyeah---hi Jason.", she managed to greet him barely before moaning again, feeling her brother's dick twitch inside of her. "I, just really wanted to call you...", she said lamely. Lee had told her to talk naturally, but she had no clue what to say to Jason, she wanted to just get fucked by her brother.

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Lee stopped himself laughing as he thrust back and forth within his sister, he didn't want the bastard to know just yet that he wasn't needed anymore. He would use his sister later to show that. For now he was concentrating on getting rid of all the stress and pressure he'd had from imagining fucking Jessica. He grabbed her tits roughly and pulled on her nipples, he wasn't going to be gentle, she had never been with him.

Jason was baffled, was she masturbating to the sound of his voice? A grin spread on his face as he listened to her ragged moaning breath. "Oh come on Jessi... this isn't helping my sex ban before the next game! Though I hafta say you're sounding real sexy this morning... you want to do phone sex huh? I'm down for that!"

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Jessica rolled her eyes as she finally realized what Jason thought was going on. Well, it suited her quite well, Lee had told her to talk casually, but if he wanted to hear dirty phone sex, she could just pretty much say what she wanted to say anyways. "Ohh yeah, grab my tits... they belong to you...", she moaned encouragingly as Lee treated her roughly, like she secretly liked it... Jason was always so soft, so vanilla... Jessica wanted more than that. And now, Lee was giving it to her.

"Fuck me, fuck me, you little worm...", she spurred him on, the former insult now sounding almost like a term of endearment as the big sister spread her legs further for her little brother to stick his cock as far up into her cunt as possibly, the lewd sounds from their incestuous fucking echoing in the room. She almost hoped they weren't picked up by the phone... almost...

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They weren't of course, as rough as Lee was being he wasn't being loud. He was grinning so widely he was sure that anyone who came anywhere near the house would be able to see it. Then there was the idea that his father might come in any moment now. He was next on his list of revenge, he'd be the first to feel the power of the transformation. Lee reached down and rubbed at her pussy a little before bringing the scented fingers to her nose for her to take in. He then placed the fingers into her mouth and forced her to suck on them, all the while fucking her roughly and holding back from his orgasm, he wouldn't want it to be released TOO soon after all.

Jason listened to the sounds over the phone, he already had his dick in his hand and was tugging himself off quite rampantly to it. "Oh yes Jessi! I'll fuck you hard! I'm gonna squeeze those tits so hard! I never knew you could be such a slut Jessi!" Jason said on the phone.

Meanwhile, Lee had come up with another idea and whispered just loud enough for Jessica to hear. "Belittle him..."


[User] Brad smiled at Adeline in the morning and kissed her. His hand over her body, even if she wasn't awake he still started to do what he did to her in the middle of the night, using his hand to stroke her butt before teasing her asshole. He tried to not make a sound, wondering if she would wake up.

[Assistant] Adeline didn't stay asleep like she had during the night, she had been in a deep sleep then meanwhile now she was on the verge of waking up. She opened her eyes when she felt his hands touching her, teasing her asshole. She woke with somewhat of a start, actually, looking at him quickly after she had woken up, feeling his hand and remembering after her mind cleared what he had said before they went to sleep about what he was going to do in the morning. She gulped, rubbing the sleep from her eyes quickly. It wasn't a wake up she really liked.

[User] She seemed to be more sensitive when Brad was about to take her ass. "You know I always keep my promises don't you?" He said to her before he pushed against her ass with his cock now. "I'm going to fuck your ass." He started to push it into her, slowly even though there was no lubrication as he didn't have anything.

[Assistant] Adeline tensed up, he hadn't exactly given her any reason to not be sensitive at the thought of him fucking her ass, it had hurt like hell the first time, there was no reason it wouldn't hurt like hell again. "Can't you just break this one, please?" she asked, feeling his cock pushing into her, going slowly and stretching her tight ass. The lack of lube made it painful, even if she did try to relax. She cried out in pain, gripping onto the blanket of their bed, gritting her teeth.

[User] "Once we reach the city. You'll need to give it up." Brad said as he pulled out of her. "How are you going to make up for it?" He laid on his back now. "You'll need to get me off, now if you want to cum too you can ride me. Or you could just suck my cock." He smirked at her, despite her being a princess, he seemed to be treating her like a whore half the time and a princess in the other half.

[Assistant] Adeline let out a sigh of relief as he pulled out of her, she would rather do anything, she found it hard to believe that being fucked in the ass could ever be comfortable or enjoyable. Of course, that wasn't the end of it, she hadn't thought it would be. He had said that he was going to use her for sex less, it didn't seem like that was coming true though, particularly given what he had said the night before about wanting to fuck her every single day. She may have enjoyed it, but that didn't mean that she wanted it. She moved, not getting on top of him but moving her mouth reluctantly down to his cock. Adeline didn't want to feel that shameful pleasure again, sucking his cock was just the easier way to go.

[User] "Mhmm... sucking it even though it's been in your ass are we? how kinky?" Brad moved a hand over, gently stroking her hair before he forced with relative care to push her head on his cock. "Let's see if the princess could take all the cock in shall we?" He said as he watched her take more of his length into her. "that's it your highness."

[Assistant] Adeline hadn't thought about that, Adeline felt sick to her stomach when he brought it up, but it was too late and she didn't want it anywhere near her pussy. She opened her mouth, taking it in. She had no intention of taking it all, she didn't want to gag or puke or something. She tried to keep control, sucking on his cock, stopping when she started to feel uncomfortable. She wasn't about to let it go anywhere near her throat.

[User] "You know you're quite kinky for a royal member... or maybe you always were... who knows what kind of things your parents does behind their closed bedroom doors. Maybe they have sex that are so perverse we couldn't even imagine." Brad moaned, loving the way she sucked on his cock that he didn't push it too far into her.

[Assistant] Adeline stopped, moving his cock out of her mouth and glaring at him. "Don't talk to me like that" Adeline said, clearly upset, and not just because of right now but because of everything that he had said and everything that had happened. It was hard for her to be treated like this, like some kind of whore instead of a princess. "You shouldn't talk about my family like that either. They are noble and come from greatness, not common trash like you. I hope that they find you and torture and kill you, even if they disown me for what you have done I don't care, it would be worth it" she said bitterly, moving away from his cock and turning away, she didn't care what he did she didn't want to actively do anything for him.

[User] "Oh? And how do you feel when you cum on my cock? Not once but twice... just like that? You wanted it and I know you did because you even told me yourself." Brad said to her, watching her. "Don't just stop like that... use your hand to continue jerking me off." He said in a bother, she stopped to talk to him every time. "Come on, it's not that bad, you get to have great sex every day... I bet you weren't' allowed that at home."

[Assistant] "I didn't want it, you forced me to want it" Adeline said, though she sounded a bit flustered responding to that particular point. She hated her body for how it had reacted the night before, it was shameful. "No, at home I was treated well and with respect. Jerk yourself off, you have hands" she said, not turning to face him again. The sex last night had been good, it had felt good, but to her it wasn't anything she had wanted. He had still made her do it, despite what she wanted, and now he promised to do that same thing every day. Back at home she had been afraid of what it would be like with her new husband, who she didn't know and certainly didn't love, but surely that would have been better than what she was experiencing now.

[User] "I may for my cock into your pussy, but I can't force you to say you liked it. I can't force you to cum like the street whore that you were." Brad said to her. "Last chance... jerk me off or... it'll be your pussy which does the pleasing." He was aware his word for taking her ass next town, and he intended to keep it to that, but her pussy he could settle for as well. As she hesitated, he got up and lined his cock against her pussy after pushing her down.

[Assistant] His words stung, calling her a street whore. That was what Adeline felt like, though she told herself that just because her body reacted like that didn't mean she was a whore and it didn't mean she wanted it... she didn't want it, even if it felt good. "I'm not a whore" she said, again to herself more than to him, because she needed some convincing. It wasn't fair that she felt this when it wasn't true, she had only had sex with one man and every time it had been against her will, whether she liked it or not, yet she couldn't shake the feeling that she really was a street whore like he said. Adeline didn't make any movement to touch him, she would rather he fuck her pussy at this point than do anything willingly for him. She struggled against him as he positioned himself at her pussy, but she knew he would overpower her so it was more for her own peace of mind than anything.

[User] "No you're not... of course not. I wouldn't be fucking a street whore even if she paid me. but you're the princess.. you're pussy is quite... divine if I must say." Brad said as he pushed into her, his body overshadowing hers as he began to pound her time and again, his hands starting roam her body, he was gentle with his thrusts despite not offering any options to escape at all. "Ahh... I'll never get bored of you."

[Assistant] He said that Adeline wasn't a whore, but she certainly felt like one, and he had just said that she was. She was confused, she didn't know what to think or what to do. She felt his cock push into her pussy, starting to thrust into her, being gentle but firm at the same time. He didn't let her move or try to escape, overpowering her. She wasn't going to let what happened the night before happen again, she wasn't going to act so shamefully, moaning and cumming, that wasn't going to happen. Adeline just wanted him to finish and then leave her alone.

[User] Brad was once against slow, as if trying to get her to come to prove a point, thrusting in the same rhythmic speed he had when he first got her to admit that she loved it in her. "You've got nothing to say now your highness? What happened to your powerful words?" He asked, he knew she was trying to hold back all the moans and whimpers that his cock would otherwise cause.

[Assistant] All of her effort was spent on stopping herself from expressing any pleasure from the experience, something that was harder than she had thought it would be. "Shut... up" Adeline said through gritted teeth, her hands grabbing the blanket tightly in her fists as she did her best not to make a sound. It was a struggle that she was causing herself, if she expressed pleasure then that made her a dumb whore and it somehow meant that she wanted it, but she didn't. It was important to her for some reason. Unfortunately her body had other ways of showing that she was aroused and enjoying it, which was her wet pussy.

[User] She was doing a good job at keeping the pleasure at bay as Brad continued to thrust his cock into her. "Ahh... you're holding up quite good there my dear." He said to her as he kissed her again, he pulled out of her and flipped her over. "You know what?" He said, I think I'm going to fuck you doggy. He said as he pushed against her pussy and pressing her head into the pillow as he started to ram down into her folds.

[Assistant] For a fleeting moment Adeline had thought when he pulled out that he was done, though she quickly discovered he was just adjusting their position, much to her disappointment. She was even less pleased with this, her ass partially in the air as he entered her from behind, her head pressed against the pillow underneath her. At least she didn't have to look at him. His cock entered her at a different angle, too, one that seemed to cause her even more pleasure. She couldn't help but cry out in pleasure, though she hadn't given up yet and was still trying to hold back her moans, now biting into the pillow underneath her head.

[User] Brad enjoyed this position even more, the other one was more emotional and loving while this was was impersonal, like he was just pounding her like a doll. With this powerful thrusts, he certainly looked like he was pumping her like she was a doll. "Ahh... you like it more this way don't you?" He asked her as he gave her ass a sharp spanked before leaning down, he was approaching climax now as he pulled the pillow away from her. "Don't hide behind it, let me know how you really feel."

[Assistant] Adeline shook her head, but again couldn't say anything. It was even harder when he moved the pillow away, taking away what she was using to muffle her cries. As long as he didn't make her cum, that was all she cared about. A few whimpers did escape her lips, though at least with how she was positioned he couldn't see her face and he couldn't see the look of pleasure that came across it. It was hard to hold it back, though, his cock brought pleasure that she hadn't experienced before. She just had to last until he was done, then she would be okay.

[User] He moaned out more loudly when her cries were no longer hidden. "I know you want it your highness." Brad said, as for giving her pleasure, he had every intention to make her cum as his hand moved between her legs to help rub against her pussy. "You think you can just sit there and wait till I'm done don't you?" He asked as he began to pleasure her more.

[Assistant] Clearly he wasn't going to let Adeline off that easily, feeling his hand moving between her legs as well and rubbing her, forcing the pleasure that she didn't want onto her so that she couldn't ignore it. Adeline cried out, feeling more angry with him now. "Please... I don't want it" she said, she wasn't happy with him and she didn't want him to give her pleasure, she didn't want to like it.

[User] Brad continued to use his hand to stroke get while his cock pounded her until he felt that she was close to orgasm before he suddenly slowed down speed, if he hasn't she might have came but now he started to take slow and long strokes to prolong the pleasure she felt without giving what her body needed.

[Assistant] The rate of her breathing increased and Adeline knew Brad was going to make her cum, she could feel it. It was nearly there when he slowed down, prolonging it just like he had wanted, which infuriated her. She couldn't hold back the moans, crying out in pleasure. He was teasing her, not giving her that release that she needed now. Her body wanted to cum, to reach that climax, even if she didn't.

[User] Brad knew he got her where he wanted her. "Mhmmm... getting close are we? I'm not going to give it to you that easy... you told me you didn't want it." He said as he slowed down even further before gradually picking up a little in pace. "Now you'll have to beg me for it." He gave her butt a light spank, more for the sound than than anything else. That and the thought of spanking the princess just felt too tempting not to do.

[Assistant] Adeline didn't want it, but Brad was making it so that she needed it, her body needed it and he just kept teasing her, getting her close but not pushing her over the edge. It was demeaning, to think that she had to beg for him to fuck her and make her cum. She was a princess! This shouldn't happen like this, she shouldn't be treated like this. "Please, please just finish, make me cum please" she cried, not wanting any more of this teasing and playing around with her. He wasn't going to stop until she came, she knew that much.

[User] Brad finally listened to her once she gave in returning to the normal pace he had before as he pounded into her pussy with his cock. He too was close and the way her pussy clenched around his member he was finding it hard to hold himself back, screaming he shot his seed into her folds with a loud grunt, still pounding her until he was sure that she had trained him dry before gradually coming to a stop.

[Assistant] Adeline hated that she had begged for him to finish, crying out in pleasure as he quickly brought her orgasm crashing down, moaning and biting her lip as she came, her pussy clenching around his cock, feeling him cum as well, shooting his seed into her and thrusting until he was finished. She took a deep breath, happy it was done but still not happy that he had made her beg for it and made her cum. It had felt good, but it was making her struggle more mentally.

[User] "Mhmmm... I think I can safely say that you are truly a lover of my cock aren't you?" Brad said to her, giving her ass another smack before he started to get himself dressed. "Okay then... I thought that was pretty good don't you?" He said ruffling her hair a little. "You don't need to deny it anymore, I will satisfy your craving for cock."

[Assistant] She took a deep breath, laying there for a moment as she felt him stand up. He infuriated her with his cockiness "I don't love anything about you" Adeline said, lifting herself up and grabbing her clothes, wanting to be covered. She certainly didn't crave his cock... though he did make her feel good. If her mind could just settle down then maybe she would like it more, but that was hard for her. She was the princess after all and she felt like certain things were expected of her an enjoying sex with a criminal that had kidnapped her wasn't one of them.

[User] "You do... otherwise how do you explain what just happened?" Brad smirked as he quickly packed everything into the bag, stuffing them before he mounted his horse. "We'll rest again when we hit a town, I have a feeling it'll be near." He smiled at her, waiting for her as usual.

[Assistant] Adeline disliked him more and more, at first she had thought that maybe he had some redeeming qualities but she didn't see that anymore, maybe because she was still mad at herself. If she got over that then it would be better, but it was easier said than done. She didn't even like being a princess, she hated the rigidity of royal life, but that didn't mean she wanted to go from being a princess to feeling like a whore. She got dressed quickly, not saying anything to him as he packed up everything, getting onto the horse when she was ready.

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The trip there was a quick one indeed, the city they entered was large, not as large as the capital of course but it was big enough to have all manner of things happened.

Brad obviously wanted to get them quickly settled so he could have her in his bed again. He did order a room with two beds but if she remember correctly he had promised her that he could screw her ass after they got to town.