After semester break Cathy was much relieved that Alex seemed to have settled down. Once she'd given her tacit acceptance, Allison began to spend the night about half the time. Half the other nights she knew Alex was away; she did not ask him where. From all she could tell, Stephanie, Dorothy, and Ophelia didn't seem to resent Allison for taking first place in Alex's bed. Neither did Allison seem to mind when Cathy casually let her know that Dorothy had stopped by, ostensibly to say farewell to Alex before leaving for a tournament in Europe. The sorority tennis star had spent the night in Alex's room, and in the morning they seemed quite physical when they left together, Alex having agreed to drive her to the airport.

Even worse was the first Saturday in February, when Cathy, Masako, and Ophelia were busy meeting the night before the Remembrance Project competition results were to be announced. She'd noticed Ophelia notice when Allison arrived and made her way to Alex's bedroom. When they were done, she'd watched from her room as Ophelia turned back from the front gate and made her own way to Alex's room. She waited with amused anticipation for shouts, or outrage, or even to merely hear the beautiful lesbian storm off, maybe slam the gate behind her.

When a suspicious amount of time had passed she made her way to the tree outside Alex's room again. With two steps she was looking down into his room. They were naked on the bed, all three of them. Alex was on top of Ophelia, vigorously thrusting into her. Allison lay on her side, next to them both, one hand resting lightly on the small of Alex's back. She was gazing with interest at the intense expression of bliss on Ophelia's face.

Cathy returned to her room. In truth, once enough time had passed she'd half-expected something of the sort. She knew that Ophelia was — before Alex anyway — lesbian, and that Allison was beautiful, and that both of them liked to fuck Alex… But still she felt a fearful chill run up her spine. It didn't seem right.

The next day she didn't have time to worry. She and Masako went downtown to the awards presentation. After an hour of speeches praising all their efforts to commemorate historic crimes against humanity, the prizes were announced.

They won.

First place.

She and Masako would spend the next school year touring Europe, Southeast Asia, and Central America. They would visit cultural centers, museums, and historic sites. True, it would mean delaying graduation for half a year, but it was worth it.

She drove home in a daze, only to meet Terrie and Jack and Glen and Allison and Alex and Ophelia. Alex made a quick trip to pick up Masako from her apartment where Cathy had dropped her off, and the celebration party went on until early in the morning.

She and Masako skipped classes the next day, visiting the library to obtain atlases and travel books. After asking his permission — lately Alex had been so uptight about letting her use his computer — they checked out flight and ferry schedules and began to budget how they would spend their award.

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Terrie grew even more nervous as she followed Cathy into the house with a bag of groceries. She'd been unable to stop pacing as she walked back and forth beside the pool, waiting for her friend to get back from the store. By the time they reached the kitchen she could feel her heart thumping against her ribs. But Cathy was her friend. She deserved to learn about it from her own mouth.

So Cathy, she said, standing still while Cathy started to put away her purchases. I came over for our toe-nails-by-the pool party yesterday afternoon, but you weren't here.

Oh no! That's right. I'm sorry Terrie I spaced completely. Masako and I had to go downtown to meet with the Remembrance Foundation. We had to approve their press release, and we met with their PR team for photographs and they interviewed us for a biography page on their web site.

It sounds like you'll be famous.

Ha ha! I guess. You know, I was so nervous the whole time, the only thing that kept me going was Masako, she seemed so calm I felt I had to stay collected and professional. And after, while we were driving back, she told me the only thing that kept her from panicking was that I was so calm! Cathy laughed again, nervously, while placing some cans in the cupboards.

I understand. Terrie said in a carefully neutral tone. Well, you weren't here, so I decided to lay out by the pool anyway.

I don't blame you, Cathy said, busy now putting vegetables in the refrigerator. It's really nice to have warm, sunny weather this early. But it's nice. I told you how I thought it was especially cold when I was back home over break, even though everyone else said it was a mild winter.

It was nice. Terrie agreed. She wished Cathy would pay attention to her, appreciate how hard it was for her. Alex got home right after I started.

Yeah, I know. It was his turn to have the car and I… Cathy turned, and saw the calm, serious expression on Terrie's face. She froze, and her stomach churned sickeningly as she realized what her friend was trying to tell her. Oh shit. she said softly.

Yeah.

Cathy wobbled, and carefully set a jar of pasta sauce back on the counter. She sat down at the kitchen table. How? she whispered. Why?

Terrie sat down across from her. Well… you know that Jack and I went to the beach with Alex and Allison in November, before break.

Yes. Cathy had made it clear to Terrie she hadn't agreed with that tacit approval of her cousin and friend's new ‘relationship’.

Well, we all went swimming, and then Jack went out to try for some waves with his board. We were putting on sunscreen, and Allison was giving Alex a real, well, rubdown. And then he did her back only it was more like a massage sort of thing. It looked good, so I asked him to do my back.

Cathy didn't quite understand where the story was going. And?

Well, Alex gives a good back-rub. I mean really good. It felt so relaxing, so, so nice and tingly and exciting. In a sexual way. When he stopped, I almost asked him to keep going. But I didn't.

That was months ago.

Right. Well yesterday Alex walked in, and I had just got that stupid chair to lie flat, and my towel spread out. We talked while I put on my sunscreen and then I asked him to do my back again.

And let me guess, one thing led to another.

No! Well, not really. Look Cathy, you remember how Allison said sex with Alex was so, well, so amazing?

Yes but Allison had never done it before. She was just overwhelmed.

Thats what I thought too. But then while Alex was rubbing my back it felt really — I mean really good. And I was thinking that maybe Alex is something special, and maybe Allison was right. Maybe his cock felt as much better than other cocks as his hands felt better than other hands. You know? And I was wondering what it would be like to be just as aware of him inside me as I was aware of the way his hands moved over my back.

“And then I told him what I was thinking, what I was wondering. I asked him to fuck me. Cathy, it was my idea, my initiative. I started it.

Cathy looked at Terrie stone faced. She wasn't quite persuaded that Terrie had had as much choice as she seemed to think. Yes. Well?

Terrie took a deep breath, and sighed explosively. Oh God Cathy! It was amazing. It was incredible. I mean literally unbelievable. I didn't believe Allison but then I felt and and… God Cathy! … It was just … Wow!

Okay.

Terrie continued, her voice sounding more animated now, a distant, radiant expression on her face. And it kept going! He kept going and he took me with him. Okay, let me tell you Cathy, you were wondering if Alex really makes love to his girls all night long. Well he does. He did. We did it by the pool for a while, then we moved to his room…. Just non-stop, mind-blowing sex the whole time.

“I think we only stopped, he only stopped because he knew you'd be coming home. And that you wouldn't approve. But I wanted to tell you myself Cathy. Look, I know you won't understand, but try, please? We've been such good friends for so long. Please don't hate me just because I slept with your cousin.

Cathy blinked, hard, and managed not to cry, even though there were tears leaking from her eyes. You're right, Terrie, I don't understand. To be honest, I think Alex must have done something to you and Allison. And those other girls. Drugs of some kind.

I didn't take any drugs Cathy. I hadn't eaten or drunk anything since I arrived at your place…

What about the sunscreen then? It could have been something topical.

It was my sunscreen. I brought it with me.

He could have slipped it in when you weren't looking. Or had it in his hand. Honestly Terrie listen to yourself. Listen to Allison. Does that sound natural? Having sex for hours is just not normal. Orgasms like that are just not normal.

Well… Terrie foundered. She couldn't argue with that. What kind of drug can do that? Viagra? A real aphrodisiac?

Maybe a pheromone of some kind. Something secret, because if anyone knew about something like that everyone would know about it. Think about it Terrie. Maybe Alex has the ultimate date rape drug, because whoever he rapes has such a good time that she doesn't mind that it wasn't her choice! It would be… it would be mind control!

I don't think it was like that. It was my decision Cathy. I'm sure of it. I can't believe that any drug could get me — or anyone — so carried away that I'd suppress all of my memories of what happened…

“Besides, Terrie continued, there's another thing about Alex thats not normal. His penis. You saw it. It's… it's big. It barely fit me. Cathy was irritated to see the soft, stupid smile on her friends face while she remembered Alex. In another instance it might be touching, but here and now it was chilling. Maybe thats it. Maybe size does matter. After all wouldn't Occam's Razor say that two inexplicable things are likely to be related?

Bullshit Terrie. You know better than that. If having a big cock was all it took to send you and Allison and everyone else all ga-ga over my cousin, well, the world would be a lot different. Evolution would have evolved us so every man had a big penis, 'cause no one else would ever get any. And speaking of that, she added suspiciously, you did, you were protected, right?

I'm on the pill, yes. I'm not stupid.

But you didn't use a condom? Terrie you know Alex has been sleeping around with other girls. Including Dorothy, and she's probably slept with half the guys on campus.

Including Glen, right?

What the fuck does that have to do with anything? Cathy shouted, upset and angry. What about Jack, Terrie? Are you going to tell him about Alex? Are you going to sleep with him, and pass on anything you might have picked up from Dorothy by way of Alex?

Terrie looked confused again. I, I don't know.

Are you going to fuck Alex again.

I don't know. Maybe.

Cathy could tell that the grudging maybe really meant yes. She continued to shout at her friend.

I don't believe it, Cathy shouted. You're going to screw over Jack, who you've been living with for more two years, just to do Alex? Just so you can become another, what, another member of his harem?

Terrie didn't say anything. She couldn't even meet Cathy's eyes.

Look, Terrie. You're my friend. I love you. I really think you've fallen into something bad here. Please, for our friendship, think about that. Consider the possibility.

Terrie looked up to face her again. Okay Cathy. I will. Because you're my friend. But you too, please? You know me. You know Alex. You love us both and we love you. If we're happy together, having fun together, doing something we both like, can't you see that as a good thing too?

Cathy sighed, frustrated. She could not. I'll try Terrie. I'll think about things from your perspective. But it won't be easy. So right now I think you'd better leave. I really don't want to talk to you any more right now.

Okay. Terrie left the house, meekly.

Cathy went into her room and lay down on her bed. Fury, horror, anger, fear and sadness all fought with each other in her mind, until at last she was able to cry, sobbing into her pillow. It didn't make any sense! Nothing had made sense since Alex had returned from his impromptu hiking trip in Colorado. Then suddenly it hit her. Maybe Alex had found something, or discovered something, in Colorado. He said he'd flown into Denver. She could search the newspapers, local television, look for anything that might be a link to Alex's newfound and mysterious power over women.

---

Alex was feeling particularly smug and self satisfied as he returned home. He'd just met with his engineering professor and they'd outlined the paper they'd submit detailing and elaborating his last semester's project. He'd stopped by Dorothy's sorority for a welcome-home quicky that, while satisfying, had sparked memories of yesterday's seduction of Terrie.

Sex with Dorothy was good, no mistake. He would always enjoy the feel of her taut, muscular body against his. But he'd admired Terrie's ambiguously ethnic beauty for years. He'd used the Master Control Program to magnify her sexual pleasure of contact with him back in November, but hadn't had the opportunity to touch her since then.

When he'd returned home to see her struggling with one of the lounge chairs, she looked so hot, so beautiful, so sexy that he decided to celebrate, to treat himself. He would take her.

He quietly made his way back to his room to call her up on the Control Program. Sexual contact with him was already four times as pleasurable as normal. He'd added another command to make certain orgasms would also be four times as intense — that being the particularly satisfying multiplier he'd used with Allison and Denise. Another command would gradually increase her level of horniness for as long as he was rubbing her back.

When she asked him to rub her back with sunscreen, alone together by the poolside, she'd trembled and shivered and moaned until finally she'd rolled over beneath him and told him how she hoped his cock felt as good as his hands.

But he hadn't touched her mind with the program, only her physical sensations. Oh afterwards he had called her up to place the normal blocks against worrying about pregnancy or STD's from sex with him. But she had chosen to have sex with him of her own free will. Well, almost free.

He wondered what she'd do if he phoned and asked her to come over. He stepped into the kitchen and was shocked with a stinging blast of pain as something collided with the side of his face.

He staggered, instinctively holding up his arm to block further attacks. Cathy! he said, backing away from his cousin. She'd slapped him, hard. His face was still stinging. What the fuck?

You bastard! she hissed. How could you? What did you do?

Alex sighed. Terrie, right?

She has a boyfriend. A partner. She's been living with Jack for two years; she was going to marry him!

I know that.

And you fucked her anyway.

Yes. Actually, Cathy, it was her idea.

But I bet you weren't exactly reluctant, were you?

No. Look I hate to say this Cathy but it's really not your business…

She's my friend, Alex. And you did something to her!

Not this again.

Did you hypnotize her? Hypnotize all of them? Is that how you do it, implant a post-hypnotic suggestion that sex with you is fantastic?

Cathy's accusations were approaching the truth. But of course she could never guess about the Master Control Program. Look, Cathy, first, I don't know how to hypnotize people. Second, I don't know much about hypnosis but I'm pretty sure you can't hypnotize people into having sex with you. If you could, it would be the most popular subject in the University. In every university. In the whole world.

Then explain to me why Terrie suddenly breaks two years of monogamy to jump into your bed. Keeping in mind the parade of other girls trooping through your bedroom. It's not normal Alex.

You're right, it's not normal. I've told you I can't explain…

That non-explanation doesn't cut it anymore Alex. There's coincidence, there's luck, and then there's actively manipulating events. Manipulating people Alex. You're doing something to these girls to make them have sex with you. You're raping them Alex. Just because they don't notice, just because they enjoy it, doesn't mean it's not rape . The worst possible thing you could do to a girl, Alex!

Alex sighed, closed his eyes for a few seconds, and concentrated on speaking in a calm, even tone. Obviously this conversation isn't going to be productive. Let's give it some time, calm down, and maybe try to talk about it later.

He went to his room, closing and locking the door behind him. He sat at his desk and placed the Control Program disc in his computer. He turned it on. He realized that his hands were trembling; his breathing was fast and shallow. He could feel his heart thumping in his chest.

Cathy's accusations had affected him. Without understanding what he was really doing, she had held up a mirror to his actions, letting him consider his behavior from a new perspective. Was he a rapist?

He thought of the impromptu orgy he'd arranged before Christmas. Jordan and Denise and Cindy had been virgins, had vowed to remain chaste until marriage. He had overridden their free will, ignored what they had chosen to do with their bodies just so he could exercise his lusts on them. When he'd de-florated Cindy it had even felt like rape; she'd told him to stop, cried in pain when he broke her hymen. And Alex had to admit that he'd enjoyed it, enjoyed overcoming her protests.

On the other hand, being fair to himself, he wouldn't have enjoyed the experience if he'd known it would be nothing but misery for Cindy. At the time he knew she'd soon be experiencing ecstasy beyond anything she'd ever imagined. And she did, and later she'd even welcomed him back for another round of thrusting and orgasms. On the third hand, he had used the Master Control Program to alter her mind to ensure she would enjoy it — once he'd edited her thoughts Cindy really hadn't had a choice in the matter.

Maybe that was why sex with Terrie had been so thrilling, he hadn't abused her free will, only magnified the pleasure of sex with him until she chose to fuck him.

Yet he'd still altered her physical body and nervous system. He'd enhanced her sensitivity and perceptions for his own benefit.

Alex stared at the monitor, displaying the interface to the Master Control Program. He'd intended to call up Cathy, remove her suspicions and make her okay with his sleeping with her friends. But now… Alex decided he needed Cathy the way she was, as a check on his behavior.

>Rapist. she'd said.

He turned off the computer, and then his phone rang. It was Allison, calling to tell him that her roommate would be gone until late the next day, and could he perhaps come visit her in the dorm?

---

Cathy remained cold and distant to Alex; clearly she was still suspicious of him, perhaps even afraid. When Terrie stopped by she flushed red at the sight of Alex, but other than a brief "Hi." she ignored him. Alex did his best to tone down his sexual activities; rather than bringing his girls home he went to them

Cathy was also busy. She and Masako — with help from Ophelia — were busy making last-minute changes to their project for final delivery to the Remembrance Foundation. She and Masako were busy planning their year abroad.

Alex tried to stay out of their way, but one night all three of them were working late, and he'd already gone to bed when Ophelia came into his room, reaching her hand under the blanket and into his shorts before he was fully aware she was there. Cathy said nothing, her face carefully blank, when she found them breakfasting in the kitchen the next morning. She turned and silently went back to her room. It probably didn't help that Ophelia was wearing only panties and a thin, loose top.

On Saturday evening Allison took Alex to a sorority party. He'd almost declined; he knew that Cathy and Glen would be going as well. But Allison had insisted.

Later, walking to the party through the damp evening streets, he tried to explain his hesitation to Allison. She seemed surprised. I wouldn't have thought Lisa would invite Cathy. Or Masako. Rumor is she's really pissed that they won the Remembrance grant.

This is Lisa's sorority? Upon reflection, he knew that. It had somehow skipped his mind.

Allison grinned at him. Yep. You know, you should do her too.

He knew she was teasing him; she'd been there, so long ago it seemed, when Lisa had rejected his drunken come-on with withering disdain. Somehow I don't think she'd be as interested as Terrie.

Allison had been shocked and excited when Alex admitted he'd had sex with Terrie. She wasn't jealous, though, she even approved. The Master Control Program had seen to that. Now that you mention, I tried to talk to her. I think she's embarrassed. I kind of, sort of, tried to ask her about it but she pretended she didn't know what I was talking about.

Ouch. See what comes of telling me to sleep with your friends?

Yeah, well, Lisa's not really a friend. But she's super-hot, I know you like her. You should do her too.

She smiled. And maybe, tonight, Cathy will go home with Glen, and then I can come home with you!

Wait, I thought I was supposed to do Lisa…

They'd stopped outside the sorority, music was playing inside, and light shining from the open door illuminated the pathway to the street. Allison took his hand, pulling him towards the party. My needs first. Come on, let's have fun.

They obtained drinks from the bar, and then Allison abandoned Alex to go socialize with a group of girl friends. Alex wandered the room. He spoke with Glen for a while. He saw Cathy but didn't try to talk to her. He met Lisa, briefly. She smiled, said Hi! and quickly moved on to more interesting people.

Later he danced some with Allison, then with another girl, quite attractive, with long, dark red hair. Allison finally pulled him away from her. She whispered You should do her too! into his ear before giving it a playful lick. Then they returned to the bar for new drinks. They sat close, his arm around her waist, fingers gently stroking her hip, while they talked and drank and watched the crowd. Alex didn't know many of the people, so Allison pointed out the ones she knew and gave brief backgrounds.

For each of the attractive girls she would always end her summary with a playful You should do her too!. Finally she saw a late arrival, a girl friend she had to catch up with, and she abandoned Alex again.

Alex wandered some more, but before too long Allison came up to him. She looked worried. Have you seen Glen?

Alex scanned the room. No I haven't. Not for a while. Why?

It's just, I'm worried… Cathy. I saw her going upstairs with some guys. She looked drunk, like she could barely walk.

Cathy? I've never seen her have more than a couple beers.

Let's find Glen.

Alex was glad he'd brought his iPod. He called up the local personality map, and after a few minutes it resolved on the tiny display. He had to squint to read the letters, but he saw the dot representing Cathy in an upstairs room. There were two other dots with her; Alex recognized one of the names as a member of the football team. This wasn't good.

He grabbed Allison on his way to the stairs. She's upstairs he said. They went to the third floor, Alex looked around, trying to figure out which door led to the room Cathy was in. The first door he checked was an empty bedroom. Behind the second was Cathy. With two, burly-looking men wearing balaclavas to hide their faces.

Cathy was topless, her shirt and bra were on the bed behind her. One of the men was rubbing her generous breasts, the other was pressing her skirt up and down between her legs. She was trying to remove the hands from her breasts, but her movements seemed languid and uncoordinated. Cathy! Alex said.

Get lost dude. one of the men said. Find your own room he continued, noticing Allison.

Let her go. Alex ordered.

They did, and Cathy fell back on the bed. They walked up to Alex, postures threatening. One stepped right in front of Alex. I said, get lost! With both hands he shoved Alex's chest, sending him backwards onto the floor, cracking his head against the wall. Pain shattered his thoughts, stunned him, blinded him.

He got up quickly, lifting his fist as he did, putting his Control Program enhanced strength behind a blow to the masked chin. The man was actually lifted from the ground, a few inches anyway, as his head snapped back. He collapsed on the floor and was still.

Hey… the other began, but was silenced by a blow to his abdomen. He curled over, face descending to meet Alex's rising knee. His nose was smashed, and he fell to the floor, curling in pain, blood soaking through his mask.

Alex went to Cathy. Allison followed him, looking at the bodies with amazement. Wow. Alex I didn't know you could do that!

Alex was gently shaking Cathy's shoulder. She seemed to be completely unconscious. Should we call the police? Allison asked.

No. Let's just get her home. Alex did not want the attention of the police. He doubted anyone would charge him for beating up the two thugs, but the attention of authorities might bring further questions about his Control Program-enhanced lifestyle.

Allison helped him pull on Cathy's shirt, and Alex lifted her in his arms. They went down the back stairs, exiting into the side yard. Allison re-entered and met Alex on the street, Glen in tow, just as Alex was sitting Cathy on the ground, leaning her against a tree. She was awake again, partly, mumbling to herself and trying to find a comfortable place for her legs.

What happened? How is she?

Tranquilized, probably some kind of date-rape drug.

Omigod, who?

Allison, you and Glen stay here with Cathy. I'll run home and get the car.

While Allison and Glen helped Cathy change her clothing and get into bed, Alex went to his room for the Control Program. This time he did call up Cathy, but only to boost her metabolism, and make certain she'd wake in the morning with no ill effects from her close call.

Then Allison came in, and they climbed into his bed. For the first time she wasn't interested in sex. Instead she just clung to him and shivered while he hugged her. They simply held each other as they drifted off to sleep.

In the morning Cathy was her normal, alert self. If Cathy was upset at Allison's presence, clearly signaling that she'd spent the night, she didn't show it. Her memories were hazy at best; she remembered feeling suddenly dizzy and tired, and being led up the stairs, but nothing past that until she'd woken up this morning.

Alex and Allison told their story, with Allison contributing an excited description of Alex getting all kung-fu on Cathy's attackers. Cathy looked at her cousin. Thank you Alex. I think you saved me from a very unpleasant experience.

Alex just nodded, and lowered his eyes. He knew she was recalling how she'd likened his affairs as rape, even if his victims enjoyed the experience. What had almost happened to her was much more clear-cut.

Alex and Glen made breakfast while Cathy and Allison talked in the kitchen. Then Cathy left with Glen, and Allison regretfully left to meet with her study group. She gave him a deep, long, goodbye kiss, and speculated that perhaps now Cathy would accept her spending the night again.

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Alex was alone when the package arrived. He was at his computer, doing some of his own homework, when the front gate bell arrived. He went out into the pouring rain to answer it, but all he found was a small, flat package. There was writing on the outside Some memories for your trip to Europe. but nothing else.

Although it was obviously intended for Cathy, the delivery and lack of information about who'd sent it was suspicious. Alex opened it back in his room. It was a jewel case containing a single unlabeled disk. It looked just like one of his Control Program discs. He put it into his computer and his DVD program started up. Without any preliminaries it launched into a movie. It was an empty bedroom, from a camera near the ceiling. Just as Alex recognized it as the room where he'd rescued Cathy the night before, three figures entered, Cathy and the two masked men.

Fascinated, Alex watched Cathy's uncoordinated protests while the two men felt her up, rubbing her breasts and ass and eventually removing her shirt and bra. They continued to molest her until Alex and Allison arrived. Alex watched himself incapacitate the two, then he and Allison retrieved Cathy, leaving the goons on the floor. After a few minutes they stirred, stood, and left the scene. Then, for another forty-five minutes the DVD played a movie of an empty room.

Alex investigated further, and realized there were four points of view, from different cameras. One looked straight down on the bed, another pointed at it from the side, one seemed to be hidden on the desk somewhere, and the main one tried to view the whole room from above the door. Combined with the large mirror on the wall next to the bed, the entire room was covered. Clearly the room was set up for blackmail. Someone had intended to embarrass Cathy, but apparently they hadn't watched the whole recording. Someone had tried to film his cousin being raped by two masked men, and send her a message.

Who? What message?

Alex started his Master Control Program and did his best to map the personalities in the sorority building, to see who was in that room right now. It was Lisa.

Alex was flabbergasted. Allison had said Lisa was upset about not winning the Remembrance Foundation award, but this? He knew Lisa liked to get her way, that she was used to being catered to by wealthy parents and servants, but to have his cousin assaulted in revenge seemed extremely petty.

He wondered what he could do about it. He called up Lisa on the Master Control Program. He admired her body, her blonde hair, her cute, small mouth. It would be easy to apply his seduction macro and make her his. It would be fun, too. As Allison had said, Lisa was super-hot.

Or he could just edit her personality to not be so petty and bitchy. He could re-make her into a nice, generous person who'd be plagued with guilt over her past actions.

But no, it didn't seem to be… enough some how. Turning Lisa into his devoted lover was really more of a reward than a punishment — or so he told himself. Lisa would need something special.

He turned off the computer and resolved to devote some thought and fantasies to using his Control Program to teach Lisa a lesson.

When Cathy returned home he gave her the disk. When she watched, when she realized what it was and what had happened, she was horrified. Who?

I think Lisa. he told her. At least, I'm pretty sure that's her room. And she was trying for the remembrance prize.

You know, she did give me a drink last night. I asked for something non-alcoholic. She said she'd make it up special…

I think you've made an enemy.

Yeah.

Alex stewed together fantasies of revenge, control, humiliation, fear, and sex. He called up Lisa on the Control Program and looked at her slim, sexy body. He wanted it. He remembered how she'd rejected his pass with abuse and humiliation, and he wanted revenge for that as well.

He wanted her to serve him sexually against her will. He wanted her to be aware of what she was doing yet unable to resist. After some consultation with the help agent he discovered it was easily done. She would obey his spoken commands to the best of her ability, yet her consciousness would not be aware of choosing to do so — it would seem to her like her body was obeying his commands on it own.

He went further, implanting commands to perform any sexual act she believed Alex wanted, even without explicit commands to do so. Plus, she would find sexual activity with Alex extremely arousing. He boosted the sexual pleasure she would experience with him by three times. No, four times, that being the magical magnification that resulted in continuous orgasm.

Alex looked at the image of Lisa's body and imagined it beneath him, arching and spasming while he fucked it, writhing in a continuous chain of orgasms like Allison, Terrie, and Denise. He'd made their orgasms four times as intense as normal. With the Master Control Program, how far could he go?

He changed Lisa's pleasure and orgasms to be six times the intensity of normal. Then he altered her brain and body so she would not fall unconscious under too much stimulation; she would experience the full strength of enhanced pleasure.

The help function warned him that negative side effects were possible; he ignored it. He entered a few quick commands so Lisa would not try to flee him, or raise her voice or call for help or even speak of what was about to happen with anyone but himself.

When he was done, Alex was quite hard. He looked out the window. The sun was setting and it was raining again. He put on his jacket and went to visit Lisa.

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Lisa looked startled, then angry as she turned and saw Alex shutting the door to her room behind him. What the hell are you doing here? she said icily. She stood up from where she'd been writing at her desk.

Alex took a few slow steps into the room. He wasn't sure yet how effective his subconscious compulsions would be. If they didn't work, and things got ugly, he had his iPod running the reduced interface to the Master Control Program at his hip.

I wanted to find out why a couple of goons tried to rape my cousin in this room the other night?

Tried? Lisa looked momentarily concerned, but her expression quickly returned to disdainful dismissal. I don't know what you're talking about.

I think you do. Someone gave Cathy a dose of rohypnol in her drink — at least I assume it was rohypnol. Something like it, anyway. And you gave Cathy that drink. Whereupon two thugs brought her up here — your room — to have their way with her. Were you really that mad about losing the fellowship?

Lisa was silent for a moment. Apparently she hadn't known he'd interrupted the scheme. He took the time to appreciate her long, straight blonde hair and classic sorority-beautiful face, with high cheekbones and a small, turned-up nose. Fortunately I put a stop to things before anything really serious happened.

It's a ridiculous story. Lisa had recovered some. I think you've come to some nasty conclusions just because Cathy had a bad time at the party…

In your room. Alex interrupted.

My door's hardly ever locked. Anyone could walk in. Like you just did? In any case, why are you here Alex?

Alex thought for a moment. Oh, I don't know. To scare you maybe? To let you know that you can't hurt and manipulate people like that? That there are repercussions to criminal behavior?

Lisa flinched just a bit at the word ‘criminal’. So that's it? You're going to try and blackmail me based on information from a couple — what did you call them — goons? Do you really think I'd be scared of that? Just what did you expect me to do.

Alex was feeling a little irritated at her innocent act. He decided to test the compulsions he had placed in her mind. Oh, I don't know. He said nonchalantly. Take off your shirt.

Fuck you! Lisa said angrily as her hands began unbuttoning her shirt. If you think your cock-and-bull story is going to scare me into showing you a little titty then … What the fuck? She stood confused as she realized that she'd just dropped her shirt on the floor.

And the bra. Alex ordered.

What the hell? Lisa questioned as she reached behind her to remove her bra. She dropped it on the floor. For a moment she covered her breasts with her hands, then stood, straight up, defiantly, with her hands on her hips. Okay. Satisfied? Take a good look, then leave and don't bother me with this nonsense again. Okay?

Alex had seen Lisa in a bikini many times by the pool, but here, in her room, seeing her pert, bare breasts and slim torso exposed to his view, for his view, against her volition, was extremely arousing.

Not yet. He smiled at her. Take down my pants.

I will not! Lisa said furiously as she stepped forwards and began to unfasten his jeans. Holy shit. she said, for the first time her voice had a note of fear. What am I doing? What's going on? Her deft fingers quickly unfastened his jeans and pulled them down to the floor. Without further prompting she lowered his boxers to his knees, then stepped back, eyes fixed on his tall, stiff erection.

Lisa's expression mixed confusion, anger, and fear now. What are you doing? What do you want?

How about a blow job?

Lisa's response was a moan of desperation as she dropped to her knees in front of him. Her moan was quickly muffled as she gently grasped his hardon and slipped it into her mouth.

Alex moaned with pleasure as the sorority girl proceeded to give him excellent head. She sucked lightly and massaged his cock with her tongue. She bobbed her head back and forth slowly taking half his length into her mouth then sliding back, loose lips making a seal around his shaft, leaving it shiny with her saliva.

Alex moaned and gasped as she sucked on his cock. He placed his hands on either side of her head, twining them in her long blonde hair and guiding her back and forth. He moaned again while he watched his penis sliding in and out of Lisa's mouth, her luscious pink lips tight around his shaft. He thought of how she'd publicly mocked him when he'd asked her out just a few months ago. Alex grunted with pleasure as orgasm erupted from his crotch and spread through his body. He gasped as Lisa continued to suck, swallowing his semen and draining the last drops. Finally she released him and sat back.

She stood up, and looked at him defiantly again. Allright. she said in a haughty tone. I doubt you'll get a better blow job anywhere on campus. Are you satisfied now?

Alex let his eyes drift from her ice-blue eyes, across her shapely tits to her bare midriff, and the expanse of smooth, tan skin between her navel and her low-slung jeans. Not yet. Take of your jeans. And panties.

No. Lisa said defiantly. I will not show you my… Shit! Her last exclamation was made as her hands, seemingly against her will, began to unbutton her jeans. Alex stepped out of his pants and boxers as he watched Lisa wiggle her tight jeans down past her hips, exposing some shiny black panties. His cock, which had softened to half-mast, shot up to full erection again as she slipped off her panties, exposing a nearly bare pussy, with only a carefully trimmed patch of thin blonde pubic hairs. He noticed, before she pressed her legs together, that her pussy lips were pink and engorged. Evidently his subconscious complusions were all working fine, and she was finding this situation arousing despite herself.

Lisa was struggling to maintain some sort of control. Well? What next? You want to chow down on this? I know you've wanted to get at my pussy Alex, care for a taste now?

Alex just smiled at her. No thanks. He went to the desk chair she'd been sitting in when he entered, and turned it to face her. He took of his shirt, leaving himself as naked as she was and sat down on it. With one hand he held his stiff cock out away from his abs, pointing it towards her at a 45 degree angle. I think you know what to do.

No way! Lisa said, angrier than ever. She sounded absolutely livid, yet still kept her voice down. I will not fuck you! She repeated herself as she walked over to him. I will not fuck you! she said as she straddled his legs. I will not fuck you! she said again as she placed her hands on his shoulders for balance. She looked downward, her long hair draping Alex's face as she aimed her pussy at his cock. I will not … Oh! she exclaimed as her pussy lips bumped against his glans. Fuuuuuuck! she moaned as she watched herself sink down onto his shaft.

Alex could feel delightful twitches in her pussy and legs and arms as she squirmed and pressed until his entire length was inside her. Fuck you. Lisa gasped breathlessly. Fuck you. she repeated as she lifted herself up along his shaft and dropped onto it again. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck…. she repeated, sounding less and less vehement until finally she was merely gasping with pleasure each time she impaled herself.

Alex kept his arms around her, holding her torso against his as her legs flexed to propel her ride up and down his cock. He could feel her whole body tense as orgasm approached. Finally she squealed into his ear, squeezing him hard with her arms, legs, and cunt. She inhaled a gasping breath and cried again as he felt a series of rhythmic contractions begin around his cock and spread through her entire body.

She didn't scream, but made occasional grunts as particularly intense spasms of orgasm swept through her body. Her crotch was continually thrusting and grinding against his, eager to take in as much of his cock as possible. At last she lay against him, limp. Alex looked into her eyes to see that they were open, but unfocused. He recalled what he'd done to amplify her orgasmic sensations, and how he had changed her to appreciate their intensity without passing out.

He was more concerned with the aching tension in his own groin. His cock felt as hard as an anvil, and he desperately wanted to fuck it into the beautiful blonde sorority girl. He stood carefully, holding her against him. Her weight impaled on his cock was almost unbearable. He went over the bed and bent down, laying her onto it. In the process his hardon slipped out of her, bouncing back against his abs with a hollow smack.

He straightened the girl out on the bed, arms at her sides, then lifted her knees up and apart, exposing her wet, swollen pussy. He quickly positioned himself between her legs and lowered himself down onto her. Lisa apparently retained enough awareness to wrap her arms around him as he sank his length into her depths.

Alex luxuriated in the sensation of Lisa beneath him and her soft warm pussy around his cock as he fucked her hard, thrusting into her as far and as fast as he could. It took less than half a minute before he came, straining to bury himself in her as he gasped with release. As he came he noticed that Lisa was thrusting back at him, her legs were wrapped around his ass pulling his groin against hers with every lift of her hips.

Alex willed his penis to remain stiff and hard and resumed his thrusting as his orgasm ebbed. Soon Lisa was moaning and gasping and then shouting out loud with pleasure as she came again. She pulled him against her with her ams and legs, arching her back to lift her pussy against his cock, all the while crying and pulsing in pleasure.

Soon Alex was on the brink again, ecstatically grunting and straining against the gorgeous blonde sorority girl. She gasped and clutched him tighter as another wave of orgasm hit her. With a moan of pleasure Alex joined her, pumping his load into her depths. His ejaculation seemed to push her to a new level of orgasm. Her body stiffened beneath him and her breath came in gasps. Her arms slammed against the bed, clutching the blanket. Her legs uncurled, feet planted on the bed to lift her whole body off the surface of the bed, lifting him with her.

The feel of her hard, lean body lifting beneath him sent a new blast of sensation through Alex. He kept fucking her, holding onto her shoulders to keep his body aligned with hers. Her orgasmic spasms continued unabated in time with his thrusts. Soon he found himself coming again, losing himself in pleasure while Lisa hurled her body against his.

While occupied with orgasm Lisa's thrusts dislodged his cock from her thrusting pussy. Her violent thrusts continued, so he moved to one side, away from her. Gradually, slowly, her gyrations became less and less extreme, until finally she lay still on the bed. Once again her eyes were open but unfocused, and her body continued faint, regular spasms. Alex watched her for several minutes, to make sure that she was breathing and that her orgasmic tremors seemed to be fading, if slowly.

He crawled off of the bed and dressed. Then he sat in the chair, watching as Lisa's faint involuntary motions slowed and stopped. She remained still though, breath catching occasionally with barely audible moans. Alex felt dazed himself. He wondered what would happen now. He pulled out his iPod and reviewed the modifications he'd made to Lisa, and pondered what to do.

He waited fifteen minutes before getting bored. He was able to work the limited interface to the Master Control Program to ascertain that she would recover completely once the orgasms had passed. He decided to leave and question her later. He drew a blanket across her naked, now still body. As he did so he couldn't resist cupping her breast. It just filled his cupped hand as he gently squeezed and rubbed it with his palm, spreading his fingers slightly to tweak the hard nipple. When his action elicited a faint moan from Lisa he stopped. Her eyes were closed now. He gently brushed the sweat-matted hair out of her face and turned to the door.

With the help of his iPod, which could identify targets — or the absence of targets — through doors and walls, he made his way out of the sorority house unobserved.

That evening, back home, Alex found himself once again reflecting upon his actions. He knew Moncton's famous quote, Power corrupts, and absolute power corrupts absolutely. The Master Control Program had given him absolute power over the people around him, and he had to admit to himself that his actions were, by his pre-Program standards, corrupt.

He had deliberately subverted Lisa's free will, and done so in a way that caused her intense mental distress. Of course, he thought to himself, if anyone deserves it, she does. And yet he had to admit to himself that he had gotten a great thrill out of forcing the arrogant girl to obey his commands, making her body obey his will while she was forced to participate, helplessly.

The key to it all, he realized, was that she had always used sex to gain power, using her beauty and personality and occasional sexual favors to manipulate the people around her. And he had bypassed all of her manipulations, forcing her to service his sexual desires without any benefit to herself. Alex admitted to himself that he'd found the position of power over Lisa, of triumph over her belittling sexual demeanor, had been a tremendous turn-on for him. Fucking Lisa in that situation had been incredible.

And of course Lisa had been forced to enjoy it as well. After amplifying the sensation and pleasure of orgasms she'd been unable to resist her own body's response to his. At the end she'd been fucking him as eagerly as he'd been screwing her, and experiencing more intense pleasure than she ever had before. Perhaps, Alex thought to himself, Lisa has been recompensed after all.

He thought again about the effects of magnifying pleasure. Ever since his first encounter with Dorothy he'd modified the girls he targeted to enhance the sensations of sex with him. Enhancing it further had had interesting effects on Allison and Terrie, and now by boosting it even further he wondered what the effects would be on Lisa.

Then he wondered what it would be like to enhance his own experience of sexual pleasure… surely not to the extreme he'd applied to Lisa, but a mild modification might be enjoyable. Worn out and tired, his dick just a little sore from his time with Lisa, Alex climbed into his bed and went to sleep.

The next day Alex managed to corner Lisa, alone, as she made her way between classes. When she saw him she blushed bright red, turned as if to avoid him, then stopped and faced him as he walked up to her.

Hello Lisa.

Hello Alex. she said. When Alex said nothing for a few seconds she said, So it was real then?

Alex smiled. Very real.

I just, I thought… maybe it was a dream.

Nope.

If possible, Lisa blushed even redder. She looked down, but it seemed to Alex that her eyes kept moving between the ground and his crotch. So what now? she finally asked.

Right now, Alex told her, I'd like some information. Let's sit on that bench over there and talk.

They moved out of the stream of students to a concrete bench. When they sat down Alex asked So, why did you try to have Cathy raped?

Oh. Lisa looked surprised. I guess… well it was Sasha's idea. She really wanted that fellowship.

How could she want it that bad?

Her father, I think. She says he's a businessman, — in Russia, that's where she's from — but I think more like organized crime. He wants to look reputable, make contacts in high society in Europe, and this fellowship was supposed to help make those connections.

“I think her father made her come to school here this year just to win that fellowship. Otherwise I think she would have dropped out. She didn't really like that place in Scotland.

Huh? Why was she going to school in Scotland?

To get an education, make contacts, and practice her English, mainly. She didn't like it, and then she hooked up with the modeling thing on vacation on the Riviera. She would have quit school, but her father insisted.

Alex was confused. None of the details made sense. He'd heard of Sasha, in passing, from Cathy and Terrie and Allison. He gathered that none of them liked her. But he'd never met her himself. He realized Obviously I'm missing something here.

Glancing at his iPod, Alex saw he had only a minute before he had to be in his next class. Okay, I have to go to class. I'll have more questions for you later.

Alex, wait!

He turned to look at Lisa. Her face was bright red, her eyes finally rose to meet his. Will you… will you… you know…

Alex kept silent, hoping that he knew what Lisa was asking.

Will you make… will you fuck me again?

Alex smiled. The stuck up, selfish, gorgeous blonde sorority girl who'd taunted him in the past was begging him to bone her again. Maybe. he said.

Please! Alex, it was so… I've never felt like that before. Please I want, I want you to fuck me again!

I said 'Maybe'. Alex told her. I have to go now.

Alex left his next class talking with his friend Lucas. As they passed by the now-empty bench he remembered his partial conversation with Lisa. Hey Lucas, he asked, what do you know about that Sasha chick?

Huh? Just what everyone knows, I guess.

Well who is she? What does she look like?

Lucas stopped, staring at him in disbelief. Alex, you have definitely been spending too much time with Stephanie. And Allison. Now I know, I'm not saying that sleeping with hotties like them isn't worth time and effort, but you must be the only guy on campus who doesn't know who Sasha is.

Well okay, who is she?

Let's go back to my room; I'll show you.

Curiosity and frustration burning in an equal mix, Alex followed Lucas back to his dorm room. Lucas pulled his swimsuit calendar off the wall and closed it, exposing the scantily clad model on the cover. She wore a bikini, and was standing in water almost up to the gap at her crotch. Lucas handed the calendar to Alex. She had dark hair, an oval face, and incredibly sculpted torso. One arm was lifted behind her head to present her medium sized breasts. He just stared at the picture, she was probably the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen.

That's Sasha. Lucas said.