The next morning I opened my eyes to find Vera on top of Nathan, both still sound asleep. I studied their faces again, trying to find common traits to their features, but quickly found my attention being diverted to Nathan's face by itself as it slept.
Something kept tugging the back of my mind, a nagging feeling of familiarity yet I couldn't put my finger on it. I spent the longest time trying to recall ever having met him before somehow, then tensed up when the thought occurred that it wasn't the face, but the expression that was so familiar.
The only other sleeping male face I had studied so closely was Tim's, and the mixture of rage and remorse was so strong I almost cried out. But I managed to calm myself enough to get out of bed without waking the two siblings, then took a long walk around the compound to settle my nerves and prepare for my final so called treatment.
To ensure that the twins wouldn't detect any residual anger from my morning or anything else I didn't want them to dig out, I did a tricky memory encoding that hid these types of things from both my awareness and subconscious. These memories would stay inaccessible by anyone including myself until I heard Nathan call me amigo which was what I had used as the encryption key.
It worked like a charm.
It was around four o'clock in the afternoon when Nathan met me at the front gates with his gear and a grin on his face. I mirrored his grin and without a word we walked out of Gladius's keep and made our way down the road leading to the nearest town.
Nathan knew the local scene pretty well. He knew exactly where to camp that night, a spot next to a popular road that he promised would have number of vehicles in the morning.
Sure enough, an old ford pickup drove by just as we were breaking down our camp, and after the middle aged man helped us finish packing our gear, we made the rest of our trip in his cab.
"You like this town?" Nathan asked me as we walked through the small village's main road which the man had dropped us off at.
"Yeah," I said, spotting at least three girls who looked decent enough to enjoy. "I think this town will do. So what do we do first? Line them all up?"
"Line them up?" Nathan chuckled as a few children noticed us and ran up. "No, no, amigo. We don't need a line up. You will see."
Within ten minutes, we were the center of attention, surrounded by people of all ages welcoming us to their humble town. I was managing to catch maybe a fifth of the words they were saying to us, and if it wasn't for Nathan translating I wouldn't have understood what was going on.
"He say we may stay in his home for the night. Tomorrow the town is celebrating and they wish us to join them and tell stories of America," Nathan hurriedly explained to me as we were led down a side street.
"Shit. Do they always invite strangers who wander in into their home like this?" I asked before noticing one of those girls who I had looked at was checking me out as well.
"You are American. For several years American missionaries come to help build their church, so they think all Americans are good kind people who bring friendship and new things. And we are an honest people here, amigo. Honest, but not stupid. If we are not careful to cover our tracks, we will have to line them up as you said. But we will have more fun if we do not have to, do you not think this way?"
"Yeah," I said, giving the girl a smile which she mirrored. "Okay, Nathan. It looks like you know what you're doing."
"I show you I know lots of things," he said with a grin. "Today we spend getting to know the people, then tonight after supper we go for a walk around town and make our plans. Then we take our first picks to our rooms for the night, and in the morning let them go without any memory of being with us. It is important we do not spend too much time with any one girl, amigo. People notice these things in small towns like this."
"Fine by me. Fuckem once then move on to the next. Sounds like my kind of town."
Nathan's plans were good up to a point, but after we had eaten and spent some time with the villagers, I had already made my pick and was yearning to break her to my will as soon as possible. When the time came to take our chosen fucks to our given rooms, Nathan just turned his into a fuck and suck doll a lot like his sister and was surprised when my girl reacted rather negatively to her friend sucking down his cock without a single word.
Nathan was so naïve when it came to slave girls. He didn't have any imagination, and his lack of experience didn't help matters any. I could tell just the way he looked at me that I was going to have to work him up to my kind of free form enslavement and sex. He wasn't ready to experience what I wanted to do, but it wouldn't be too difficult to get him there if I planned it out right.
So after a moment to consider how to proceed, I turned up the lust in my girl's mind to the point she was begging me in Spanish to fuck her, then used that to get her to do what I wanted. The noises she made and the energy she put into our fucking seemed so much more... real to me than Nathan's programmed fuck toy. I was so certain that Nathan would want to try my girl out because of the way she had fucked me.
And after we had rested a bit, he did ask me if I wanted to trade. But the instant we did, he undid my commands and turned her into a fuck and suck toy just like he had with the first one.
I nearly bit my tongue when I opened my mouth to complain then quickly shut it before I had said anything. I looked at his first pick who was patiently waiting for me to fuck her or be told to fuck or suck me, and just mounted her and fucked her for a few minutes before deciding I was right in the first place and altered her to fit my tastes a bit more.
Despite the fact I was yearning to slowly break them both to my will in a rape like fashion, I enjoyed the time Nathan and I spent playing with our two fuck toys. Nathan absolutely loved it when I turned them into two cunt licking animals, but was plainly disturbed when I started fingering the ass hole of the one on top.
True to his word, Nathan didn't try to persuade me from fucking her ass, and once I was in and pounding away, I was pleased to see Nathan wide eyed with interest, he apparently never having seen anal sex before.
I must have spent twenty minutes fucking her ass while badgering Nathan to try it himself, and when he finally submitted and had his cock deep in the other one's ass, I blew my load from seeing the lusty expression he had on his face.
The orgasm Nathan had from his first anal sex wiped him out, but I couldn't help the temptation to have the girls clean our cocks off with their mouths which made Nathan jerk with surprise two minutes after they had started their task.
I could see it had aroused him immensely, yet I was glad to find him too tired to do anything else that night, and we both went to sleep with smiles on our faces and a sucking mouth at our dicks.
We fucked them again the next morning then sent them on their way without a conscious memory of anything that had happened. Not even an hour later we had our next two picks feeding us our breakfast, and while they were chewing our next bite for us, I suggested to Nathan we find a quiet spot outside town and have a little fun with our two new slaves. Nathan naturally agreed, and while we were finishing our meal, Nathan was obviously thinking about what he would like to try.
Whatever his ideas had been, they were completely forgotten when I turned our two eighteen year old cousins into a pair of lesbian animals who liked to make a lot of noise. Poor Nathan. He hadn't even been able to get his pants all the way before the one who had been slurping on the other's cunt pulled her face away for a moment. The sight of the elastic and clingy pussy juice stretched from the side of the girl's mouth to the other's still gyrating cunt made him spurt his load all over himself while I just stood there enjoying corrupting his mind with such things.
From that point on, Nathan was very open to trying out something I suggested we try. He was so innocent about anything out of the realm of blow jobs or regular vaginal sex, and I looked forward to watching him explore the sexual perversions I was going to share with him over the next two weeks.
Once I had grown tired of the girl-girl sex, Nathan objected when I altered the girls' perspective again, but he saw them spreading their legs invitingly and the position I was taking between my pick's legs, he dived in between the other's legs and was making the slurpy sounds before I could do it myself.
I'm not that big on eating cunt. Well, I take that back. I can get really into eating out a woman when the mood hits me, but for the most part I'd rather fuck than slurp. But Nathan... Well, I guess all those years of sampling it from his finger would have something to do with his love for licking pussy. I mean, after I had had my fill of it, I just kind of fiddled around with her twat while waiting for Nathan to come up for air or something.
I ended up fucking her without Nathan accompanying me. Shit, his face was still buried in her snatch after I had cum and collapsed, but after I recovered a bit I determined that he had been resting off and on the whole time.
I was sleepily sucking on her petite breasts when Nathan finally crawled up on top of his girl and fucked her in lazy strokes, coming within a few minutes with a loud groan and sigh.
We gave each other this grin before falling asleep on top of them, knowing we were going to have a hell of a good time these next two weeks.
After our nap, Nathan suggested we switch girls, and to my disappointment he immediately enslaved her and fucked her like his sister.
My own horniness had been satisfied earlier, so I didn't stay and watch or join him in a fuck. Instead I took mine over behind a large group of rocks out of sight and had her help me to learn Spanish.
You're probably wonder why I didn't just copy what I needed from her mind instead of going through the process of learning Spanish the old fashioned way. I simply couldn't do that without undoing what Tim and I had done to encrypt my thoughts from others. I guess I better explain this a little more.
When Tim and I worked out how to do it, it wasn't really encrypting my thoughts, just making it appear that way. The idea was to create multiple trains or strands of thoughts that were completely random and interwoven into my real thoughts. At first it was incredibly difficult for me to do it for any length of time, but the more I did it the easier it got for me, and eventually I could do it all the time without any strain at all.
It was about the time that I wanted to enslave Tim that I started seeing ways to truly encrypt my thoughts using these interwoven chains of gibberish. While Tim was at class and I was in our dorm room, I started experimenting on myself, sort of reprogramming my own mind to associate different impulses and sets of.. Well, basically I was relearning how to think the same way Tim had learned how to drive.
I don't want to go into any further details of how it works for security reasons, but I can tell you what this encryption does for me. First and most important it confuses the hell out of any telepath trying to read my mind. This might not seem that important, but believe me, if I'm not linked to someone and a telepath tries something on me, not having to shield my thoughts from them lets me focus the little telepathic ability I do have in canceling their commands as they issue them, and that I can only do if I have an idea of what they are going to command before they do it.
Anyway, Tim undid the encryption thing I had done when he found out I had been plotting to alter him to my liking, and it wasn't until Sarah found his rat and squashed that sucker into oblivion that I recalled anything about it and reprogrammed myself again to use encrypting thoughts.
Shit, I know I'm going off subject, but when Sarah found out she couldn't make sense of my thoughts a few days later, she almost tried to enslave me thinking that I had already been enslaved or something of the sort. But I explained it to her and after sort of showing her how I did it, she let it go for a while.
But then after Tim brought Andy to my house and used his empathic abilities to convince Sarah I had been fucking around in ways he didn't like, Sarah tried to force me to undo my encryption... I didn't like that. I never would have believed I was ever capable of... of hitting my sister in anger, but I did and...
I'm sure I must have heard my sister cry in sorrow back before she left for college, but I have no conscious memory of it. Well, I have the sound burned into my memory now after slapping her hard across the left cheek that day, and that memory was probably the greatest source for my anger at Tim.
You see, it was his fault I had hit her. Sure Sarah was a bit disturbed by my rapes and stuff, but hell, her husband did similar things all the time, and I think she would have eventually understand my reasons for making and hiding the link with Gina from her. So I blamed Tim for destroying my relationship with my sister and my parents, for if he hadn't come over with his morals all bent up over my private life activities, Sarah would have never doubted my love for her and mom and dad and would have never attempted to force me to undo the only defense I had left. Man I hated him. I HATED HIM!
A couple of hours passed before I heard Nathan calling me to join them, and I was quite happy to hear his suggestion to fuck them in the ass before we returned to the village for the celebration. He let me start so he could watch what I did at first, then after he had her lay on her back with her legs up in the air he surprised me by sniffing her ass like the others had made him do.
His nose, mouth, or any other part of his face never touched her ass, but I had the feeling it was only a matter of time before he tried something like that on his own. He only sniffed it a couple of times before getting up on his knees and pressing his cock up to her ass hole dry, and despite my earlier example of lubing it up with her juices, he tried it dry like that for the first and last time.
I stopped watching him from that point, mostly because my girl had finally loosened up enough that I could fuck her ass without gritting my teeth while pulling back.
By the time I had cum inside her ass, I was pretty much all fucked out. I wouldn't even really say I orgasmed, it was more like a climax with a slight ejaculation. Okay, so it was an orgasm, but it was a mighty small one.
I forgot all about having the girls clean our cocks off, but Nathan didn't and caught me just before I was going to get up and get dressed.
When we finally did get back to the village, we were surrounded by a group of kids and led into the town center filled by the partying villagers.
Shit, I never had so much fun in my life while surrounded by a bunch of strangers that I could barely communicate with verbally. Nathan and I got separated almost immediately as they danced around us and we joined in. I think I must have danced with every girl there, from the eight year olds to the eighty year olds, but I loved every minute of it because they all were having such a good time.
Then suddenly the music stopped and everyone headed off in the same direction, and it took me several minutes to realize they were heading for where I had noticed them roasting a couple of whole pigs, apple in the mouth and all.
When I caught up with the crowd, I was flabbergasted when everyone insisted that I go ahead of them. I was feeling pretty low right then, but after I accepted a plate of the roasted beast and some fried beans, my self loathing was interrupted by this girl I hadn't noticed before handing me a bottle of the local moonshine and giving me this smile.
To be completely honest, I don't remember much more about that night. I remember sitting down with her and struggling to use my telepathy to understand her words without invading her privacy while we ate, and then briefly meeting up with Nathan who was feeling the effects of the moonshine I was drinking.
Waking up beside her the next morning and not remembering how I got there didn't disturb me like I would have thought. But I guess the hangover told me that nothing wrong had happened, but it was still a shock to find myself naked under the sheet when she still had her underwear on.
If it hadn't been for the hangover I'm pretty sure I would have corrected that imbalance of clothing, but later I was glad I hadn't. She had a cute face, and her body wasn't bad, and even though when she woke up she cringed from the sledgehammer pounding inside her head, her smile when she looked at me enchanted me somewhat.
I wish I had shown Nathan how to block things like alcohol in the share link so I could have had a source to draw relief from that morning. After getting dressed and explaining I had to find Nathan to Solana, I followed my sixth sense to a nice house and found him still asleep with three girls curled up with him.
When I say girls, I mean girls under the age of twelve. I almost broke out in laughter when I scanned one of their minds and found that he had been so drunk that he forgot how old he was made the three girls fall in love with him and take him to bed. That's all they did since he passed out the moment he was horizontal.
That morning saw a lot of hung over people struggling to keep themselves from biting everyone else's head off, Nathan and myself included. After I woke him up, we got into an argument for I wanted us to go back to the room we had stayed in the night before, but Nathan wanted to stay right where he was.
He stayed, I went, and we didn't meet up until early afternoon when we both were feeling better. We just kind of hung around the town checking people out and having a good time without having to manipulate anyone's minds.
At dinnertime, however, we both were feeling a bit randy, and it just so happened that two sisters who were.. well, older than us, invited us to their place for dinner and we accepted.
Shit, to tell you the truth, they were old enough to be our mothers, but that didn't keep me from taking an interest in them. I mean, they weren't any older than Samantha, and I had fucked her enough to appreciate what maturity in a woman does for the sex. The surprise was that Nathan didn't have any trouble going for the either, but I guess it could have been due to the number of older women he had around him at the medical center all the time.
They had no interest in starting something sexual with us, for they were very strong Christians and were simply curious about us. Of course that changed pretty quickly once I felt around their minds and amplified their natural yearnings for physical pleasure and sexual release. Their previous experience had been limited to just sexual intercourse with no oral or any other kind of sex, so the evening was spent in introducing them to oral, anal, and of course lesbian sex.
While Nathan and I watched the two women sucking our cum out of each other's cunts, I decided Nathan needed another day of this before I started introducing him to the pleasure of domination. I grinned at him when he gasped at their orgasms, then waited for them to settled down before suggesting it was time to go to sleep.
I awoke the next morning to the sounds of slurping, and found Nathan with his face underneath one of their cunts sucking away while the other licked and slurped his semi hard cock.
I got up and went out to take a piss, then took my time before returning to the bedroom knowing Nathan liked to take his time with his cunt licking. Not surprisingly, Nathan was still flat on his back with his mouth still slurping at the same woman's puss, but now she was facing her sister who was fucking Nathan in slow strokes.
Something was different about the way Nathan was slurping, for he seemed to be out of breath a lot. It took me a while to realize that he wasn't actually out of breath, but in fact taking deep breaths through his nose which was situated close to her rose.
I was kind of turned on by his fetish for sniffing girls butts, but I decided to grab something to eat before taking one of them for myself to play.
About half way through my eggs and salami, Nathan came out with a shit eating grin on his face. No, he hadn't actually ate any shit, but when I threw him a questioning look, he turned red and then it was my turn to have a shit eating grin on my face.
"You liked her ass, didn't you," I said finally.
"You insult me with your crudity, amigo," he said, turning even redder as he sat down to await the breakfast the two sisters were scampering to make for him.
I just chuckled then turned my attention on sorting out what memories to leave in their heads when we left.
"Have you ever?" Nathan suddenly said while watching their asses wiggle as they cooked.
"What? Oh.. Yeah. I didn't have the choice when I first started to though, so I don't think I would have ever grown to like it if I hadn't been forced."
"Did this Tim make you?"
I looked at him while I struggled to control my anger at him mentioning his name, and watched his own surprised expression fade before saying, "No.. In a way I forced him, but he ended up liking it just as much as I did. I don't really care for it anymore. Only if I'm really horny I guess."
Nathan didn't say anything else so I left him to his breakfast when it was ready and took one of the women into the bedroom and fucked her mouth.
I was just putting my clothes on when Nathan brought the other one with him to the bedroom and insisted on one last butt fucking before we left and sent them free. I really wasn't that interested in doing it, but I gave in when he wouldn't hear to doing it by himself.
I went through the motions and even came a little inside her ass, then waited a Nathan to finish before pulling my cock out of her. I couldn't help but get a little turned on when he ordered them to clean our cocks off with their mouths, finding that Nathan got more out of that than the butt fucking itself.
Okay, so it is pretty gross to make someone lick off their own anal secretions from our cocks, but it wasn't like they were covered with shit or anything. I remember having to do it Steven and loving it, and sometimes Steven's dick WAS covered with shit. But I also remember getting really sick a lot afterwards, so because I didn't want to cause anyone any undo suffering, I generally didn't make people do those kind of things.
As Nathan and I walked back to town, I told him about how sick I had gotten and some other things which I hoped would discourage him from making people do things which would be harmful for them to do, but made it clear I wasn't telling him that he had to stop on my account.
I was really discouraged when we took our afternoon fucks to the secluded spot where we had fucked the two cousins two days before and Nathan instantly enslaved his girl and had her mount his bean pole with her ass. I knew he was going to have her clean it off when he finished, so I took mine behind the rocks I had used last time and worked on my Spanish some more.
I didn't try to hide my anger when Nathan called me as his girl started throwing up, and he was hurt when I refused his offer to go with me when I decided to take the two girls home.
I carried the sick sixteen year old girl the whole way, trying to tell myself I had no right to tell him what to do while my anger flared and tempered from what he had done despite my warning. The combination of the physical exercise and the beautiful scenery which was always around us wherever we went in that country eventually cleansed my anger and frustration from me, and after dropping the poor girl off at her home, I took the twenty three year old woman I had picked home as well and ended up eating dinner with her family.
I left their humble home without having even touched the woman's ample bosom, and after wandering around town alone for a while, I sought out Nathan and accepted his apology and gave him mine as well.
Neither one of us felt like finding another pair of girls for the night, so we took the night off and just hung out with some of the local teens.
I ran into Solana again that evening, and this time when she offered to share a bottle of tequila with her, I politely refused. She was a little disappointed, but she didn't let it spoil her evening.
After it got dark and one by one the others wandered off, she offered the tequila to me again. Before I could answer her, she took a gulp from the bottle, letting some of it run down her chin, neck and to my delight continued down into her shirt between her breasts.
At that point Nathan bailed on me, and as I watched her take another gulp then tongue the hole of the bottle, I checked out what her intentions were and found that she got a big kick out of getting guys drunk and feeling their body all over while they were helpless.
For some reason that really appealed to me. I guess I just felt it would even up the score a little if someone from that town took advantage of me for a change. So I took the bottle from her and took three big gulps before reaching out to her breasts and lightly ran my fingertips over their perky outline in her shirt.
When she moved to avoid my touch, I took another swig, then used what little Spanish I had learned to explain I wouldn't try to take her shirt off if she let me continue. Actually I said it pretty badly, but I used my telepathy to get my message across, and after a few more swigs she let me touch them again.
I guess I got drunk pretty quick because all I really remember is swirling my fingers over the material covering her breasts for what seemed like a long time before finally letting her pull my shirt off and resting my hands by my sides in a dreamy drunken state.
I woke up in her bed naked again with another hangover and noticeably alone.
Nathan luckily had the good sense to form the alcohol block in the share link like I had shown him, so after finding his mind and letting him know where I was, he did something to the share link that almost completely eliminated my hangover.
When Selina heard me moving around, she came in and asked me some odd questions. Like if I thought she was a prostitute, or if I liked children. She was perfectly serious, and after I gave her more or less truthful answers, she stepped up to me while I was slipping my boxers back on and kissed me.
I ended up naked in bed again while she explored my body with her hands, and while she didn't take any of her clothes off, she didn't object when I sent my hand up her shirt and felt her breasts through her bra.
After I got my fill of this, I pulled my hand out and was rewarded by her laying down on top of me and giving me these little kisses all over my chest. She had watched my dick get hard and soften a couple of times while I had caressed her breasts, and I guess feeling it hardening against her tummy excited her a lot.
She kissed her way down my chest and belly, but then sat up and took my cock in her hand and began masturbating me with an inexperienced grip. I helped her find the correct way to jerk a guy off, then after a good five or six minutes, I shot a pretty good load onto my belly even though she let go the moment I started to spurt.
I never got to see her naked, and we never did have any real sex, but I remember Selina's face better than any of the other girls I met in Venezuela. Exception being Sakura my thirteen year old sex slave, and Lea, the little witch.