Like every morning for the past month, a gentle pair of lips sucking on my dick
brought me out of my night's slumber. When I looked down to see which twin it
was this time, I automatically smiled at the seven year old, part of a friendly
empathic good morning which she echoed back.
As usual, my back was complaining from having lain on it so long, but waited for
the twin to finish before getting up and doing my morning stretches.
Some men would consider my position to be one of pure bliss. Day after day
having nothing to do but eat, sleep, and lay flat on my back while a pair of
twins used their brainwashing fucks to re-enforce their master's conditional
implants that I had willingly agreed to have done. But I wasn't really there
for my own sake. You see, I had made a deal with the devil. Well, Gladius, I
mean.
Obviously the part about Eric staying behind wasn't true, but for the most part,
Suzi's and Joey's memories were correct. Only the first day after we arrived at
the Birmingham mansion did Eric and I go out with them to see the sights. But
Eric had another emotional attack that evening, and despite what I had learned
from Sheldon's twins, I couldn't do anything to help him alone.
So with Eric's consent, I enlisted the help of Joy and Honey. It had
disheartened me to find their individual ness gone to where even I couldn't
distinguish which twin was which, but at least they were temporarily able to
restore Eric's emotional control in a manner similar to what Sheldon's twins had
used.
I spent a week struggling to find a way to restore both Eric and the twins to
their formal selves while constantly having to reassure Suzi and Joey everything
was all right and that they should go out and have fun since they couldn't help.
Imagine our surprise when Gladius himself showed up at the front gate with only
his one head pair of twins with him claiming a truce. Joey was completely
against letting the man in, but I overruled him and agreed to speak to Gladius
alone in that mansion's north study.
Believe me, I didn't trust Gladius any more than you do, but after having spent
a week attempting to do something which I knew was beyond my understanding at
the time, I was willing to hear what he had to say just to see what insight he
might offer me.
Gladius started out by apologizing for kidnapping Joey and I, explaining that
even though my emotional condition had somewhat stabilized just before he
kidnapped me, it had only been a matter of time before something would have
triggered a complete collapse. I would have probably taken Eric along with me
since I had become so emotionally dependant on him, and he never foresaw Eric
having such a reaction to exposing the implanted memory like that.
Despite my empathic senses reporting the truth of his words and feeling his
somewhat honest intentions, I couldn't help but believe he was deceiving me
somehow. When I asked why he had kidnapped Joey, he explained that no matter
what Joey's feelings were at the time, Joey would have sensed I was still alive
and sought me out, and seeing how he could give Joey what he was seeking at the
time, he decided to take Joey into his keep and evaluate what his sharing link
might have to offer.
I bitched him out a bit about what he attempted to do with Joey and I, and I'm
not even going repeat his responses since they have never seemed valid to me.
So when I had had my fill of his distorted views of what Joey's and my lives
would have been like, I started going off on him about how he had ruined my
twins' lives, and all he really cared about was his plan to use his 'girls' in
some kind of power quest.
Shit, did I ever open a can of angry worms when I said that. Up to that point
he was tolerant of my accusations and angry attitude, but he wasn't about to let
me call his and his father's life's work something as petty as obtaining greater
personal power. And despite everything he had done, I couldn't help but believe
he was truly _trying_ to save the world from some unknown future foe.
It wasn't his words which rang true, but his dedication to his task, his anger
at me for staining his work, and most of all his fear... Fear of what would
happen if he was to fail. I sensed how he felt the weight of the entire world
on his shoulders, and how he would do anything within his abilities to carry out
his inherited mission to save that very heavy world.
Gladius got right to the point once he saw I understood his motivations for what
he had done. That doesn't mean I agreed with him on his methods, but I guess I
did understand why from his perspective he had done those things. Anyway, he
admitted he had asked Sheldon to talk to me to hopefully make it easier for me
to understand the position I was in, and then spelled it out for me just to make
it clear.
My ability to resist his twin's empathic power combined with my limited
knowledge of how the twin's empathic controls worked made me a threat to his
work. He pointed out that even if I was able to protect my mind from a combined
attack of every telepath on the planet, my sacrificial tendencies when dealing
with someone I care about was a greater weakness than if I had no voice at all.
But because of those people who I cared for would seek revenge if Gladius took
some kind of action against me, Gladius realized the simplest way to solve the
problem was to try and work it out privately with me.
Gladius offered to devote the time and resources necessary to restore Eric's
emotional stability and the twin's original personalities if I would allow
myself to be thoroughly conditioned to prevent anyone from taking me over,
effectively making my empathic abilities kill me if I was unable to resist
another person's control.
When I asked what he would do if I refused, he simply stated I could either come
live within the walls of his fortress town for the rest of my life, or wake up
one morning with a bullet passing through my brain. He left very little doubt
in my mind he would attempt to do just that if I said no.
He permitted me to talk it over with Joey and Suzi when I refused to agree to
anything without doing so, and I understood that by involving them their
memories would have to be... touched up later.
Seeing that Suzi and Joey wouldn't be allowed to remember anything important
afterwards anyways, I told them everything I had been afraid to tell them before
and what my choices were. Joey was at first set against going along with
anything that Gladius suggested, but eventually agreed to cooperate when I
verbally explored what my life would be like wondering if I would wake up the
next morning to the sound of a gun that was pointed at my head.
When we went back to the study to accept Gladius's offer, Suzi and I were almost
as surprised as Gladius when Joey seized him by neck, lifted him off the ground
about an inch, then explained to the choking middle aged man that even if his
twins made Joey forget everything about him and his plan, if I didn't come back
the same person I was right then, Joey would hunt him down and finish ringing
his neck. At that point Joey set him back on the ground and probably would have
punched him in the jut if Suzi hadn't been there to stop him. I still don't
understand why those twins of his had let Joey get away with that.
Joey and Suzi spent the entire next day retaking all the pictures Suzi had taken
of their trip after Joey realized they had taken a few photos of Eric that first
day and a few later of him with the twins.
Despite the fact I knew I wouldn't be able to physically maintain my vow of
celibacy while undergoing the conditioning, I didn't offer my services to be
the... conduit for the twin's conditioning of Suzi's memories the night before
they went home. I later regretted not being directly involved in that, for
until I had spoke to Joey on the phone, I had no knowledge that they had made
Suzi and Joey believe Eric hadn't come with us.
That one fact produced a new stirring of distrust for what Gladius's true
intentions were. Eric was better, but he wasn't fixed, and I hadn't seen the
twins since I had arrived to what Gladius called the nursery. I had no idea
where I was, for I wasn't allowed to leave the windowless building, and my
telepathy couldn't sense anything beyond it's exterior walls. How I ever sensed
Joey was in trouble that one night from within those walls still mystifies me.
Anyway, for the past two weeks, I had been resisting the twin's conditioning,
and had planned to continue to do so until I saw some improvement in either
Eric's condition or the twins'. And while Eric's eagerness to partake in the
daily mind-washing fucks hadn't diminished since his first one, I quite frankly
was very tired of the fucks and would have rather spent my afternoons and
evenings playing with all those young twins like I did every morning.
I had never seen a pair of male empathic twins before entering the nursery, and
despite there being nearly twenty pairs of female twins, most under eight years
of age, there were only two pairs of male twins, one set being about fourteen
and another in their mid to late thirties.
They shared all the traits the girl twins had in common, minus the cock sucking
ones, and even though they seemed to be as free willed beings as any set of
Gladius twins could be, they always submitted themselves to whatever the female
twins wanted, which for the most part was to practice their enslaving fucks or
entrancing sucks.
Anyway, getting back to that morning, I suppose I had gotten used to waking up
to the sour and sweet sensations of an aching back and blow job and pretty much
ignored my back as I looked over to see if Eric was awake
After exchanging another empathic good morning with Eric, I said, "Sleep good?"
"I guess you could say that," he chuckled. "From how my back feels, I must have
been under pretty long this time."
"A day and a half," I said very softly as I felt the pair of twins complaining
we were disturbing their work.
Eric sighed, then we both let ourselves be pulled into that wonderful mind
numbing state the two girls were practicing to put us in.
"A day and a half, huh?" Eric moaned an hour later after we had come and
regained our senses. "Feels more like a week and a half."
"Roll over then, and I'll see what I can do," I said.
"Thanks," Eric sighed as I applied my magic fingers to his aching back.
After I carefully worked out the stiffness in his back, I ran my hands up and
down his body like I always did, then let my right hand linger on the small red
heart tattoo on his left buttocks, circling it a few times before saying, "You
know I still can't believe Candice talked you into getting this."
"Who?" Eric said softly.
"Candice. You know..."
"Oh yeah... Candice," he said before rolling over and stretching lazily. "I'm
hungry. Let's go eat."
"Fine by me," I said, standing up and holding my hand out to help him up.
"I'm so glad I came," Eric said after we left the sleeping chamber and reached
where the women who took care of the twins were serving breakfast.
"Really? Why's that?" I said in good humor.
"I just love the service around here," he said, accepting the five year olds'
offer to suckle his monster cock while we ate.
"Heh. I just hope you don't expect this kind of service from your sisters when
you get back."
"Oh yeah... For a moment I forgot I had sisters," he said between taking a bite
of his food and holding his huge cock up so both pair of tiny mouths could get
to lick.
As usual, I finished eating first, then ended up feeding Eric the rest of his
oatmeal while he struggled to allow an additional pair of young twin lips equal
opportunity to his towering dick.
"I think you like being a celebrity," I kidded him after he got his fill of the
twins' competitive licking and gone soft.
"Yeah? Well, I think you're jealous," he kidded back.
"Nah... I mean, if I'd let them, they'd be all over me like they are you," I
said, somewhat serious.
"I didn't mean jealous of me."
"Then what... Oh.. Heh," I said, looking down at his meat and considering it
for a second. "Now you're sounding like the Eric I used to know."
Eric's attention was diverted to the other side of the room, and as I looked
over and saw the Brady twins standing there, Eric said, "Man, they sure are
early this morning. Well, see ya later, alligator."
"After while, cock-a-dile," I said, giving his already stone hard monster cock a
telepathic squeeze as he got up to join them for his daily fuck.
For a moment I sensed something different about the way the Brady twins were
leading Eric away, but I just accounted it to the earlier than normal time. I
didn't worry about the change in schedule since they had done it before, once
even waking us both up and not even letting us have breakfast before the fuck.
Eric had named them the Brady twins because they reminded him of the girl Jan
from the Brady Bunch, which they did look like to a point. I just don't recall
ever seeing Jan's lips looking as pouty as the Brady twins', not to mention ever
seeing her naked ass.
Seeing that I wasn't going to be hanging around with Eric this morning, after
doing some exercises to help my back, I went and checked on the two month old
pair of twins before meeting my three favorite pairs in the common room to play
our little friendly game of empathic tag.
I was 'it' (again) when a different pair of adult twins I had never seen before
entered the room and broadcasted what was basically a call to line up for role
call.
Our game was terminated instantly, and even though no one had ever told me to
participate in those type of things, I lined up with the rest of them with a
grin on my face which the adult twins ignored.
As pair by pair turned and left towards the nursery's exit, I started getting
concerned that something was wrong. By the time the last pair of youngster
twins turned and left, I was frantically seeking Eric's mind out telepathically
and discovered that not only was Eric not there, even the nursery's caretakers
were gone.
"What's going on?" I asked the pair of adult twins who were now monitoring my
every emotion. "Where's Eric?"
Their response was a reassuring feeling that all was well and that I would not
be disappointed. I also sensed they were very excited for me, like I was going
to love whatever was going to happen next.
In the time spent in the nursery, I had learned one thing about Gladius's
empathic twins. If they had a weakness, it was their strong loyalties with
their empathic brothers and sisters. And even though I wasn't a full fledged
twin, I had a special status beyond what other singular empaths would have. I
wasn't really sure why I had that status, but I wasn't looking a gift horse in
the ass.
Looking one of them in the eyes and forming an empathic connection, I asked with
my heart, "Where's Eric? Please tell me whether he's all right or not?"
The smile and the dual handed caresses of my cheeks calmed my concerns and
warmed my heart to the point where I had a few extra tears in my eyes. It was
like they were embracing me in a large empathic hug, sharing their excitement
with me that just couldn't be a deception. I mean, if Gladius's twins could
speak, they'd never tell a lie.
So I waited there in the common area with a touch of apprehension mixed with
excitement I couldn't deny, waited what seemed to be an eternity, but I think it
was more like ten minutes to the rest of the world.
Gladius's head twins entered the room carrying a crystal goblet and a sapphire
colored glass-like egg, and as I was lead to the center table the excitement in
the air intensified.
I sat down at the table before the goblet was placed before me, the egg was
snapped in half and the cool blue thick liquid contents was poured into the
goblet with a practiced pair of hands.
"I take it I'm supposed to drink this?"
Yes, was the response.
"What will it do to me?" I said, carefully sniffing the substance and finding
it's odor unlike anything I'd ever encountered before.
Their responses were... not confusing, just mostly beyond my understanding, I
suppose. But I got the gist of what it was for, namely to aid me in fixing
Eric's problems once and for all.
After several more queries about what it would do and if it was safe, their open
and reassuring empathic responses convinced me that it couldn't be a trick and
quickly gulped the vile and nasty tasting stuff down.
When the head twins were satisfied that the goblet was empty, they picked it up
and left, but not before shocking me with a short but definitely telepathic
message, "Welcome."
I was so stunned by this, I sat there several moments after they had left my
telepathic vision before noticing how sharper the symbols whirling around the
remaining twins appeared to be.
The moment I sensed Gladius and Eric entering the building, those twins turned
and headed towards the exit as well. But my attention became completely focused
on Eric's mind, for there were drastic differences in his streams than before he
left. It only took me a few moments to recognize the patterns as being... Twin
like...
"What... have... you... done to usss..." I said with increasing difficulty.
"I'm completing our deal the only way I can," Gladius said as he pulled the
chair beside me out and directed Eric to sit down.
"You... broke... our deal..." I said, fighting to keep my thoughts working while
noticing how all my senses were sharper, much more sharper than ever before.
"I have not. If anyone broke our deal it was your amigo Joey, and your father."
"Joey?... Dad... here?"
"Our agreement was no one would know you were ever here. If you hadn't insisted
on making that phone call, or resisted the twin's attempts to finish your
conditioning, I wouldn't have to be rushing this now," he said, turning my
increasingly stiff body towards Eric who formed a powerful empathic connection
the moment our eyes met.
My hyperactive senses told me everything I wanted to know about Eric's
condition. Eric's mind was wide open empathically speaking, his personality and
free will having been pushed aside and now awaited something to take their
place. Already there was a deep loyalty to Gladius and his work deeply
implanted at the base of his being, but Eric's mind was eagerly awaiting to
merge with another's mind... to be one with another, that other being me.
"Never.... Eric..." I whispered just before my thoughts stopped being verbal
and switched over to being purely emotional.
I could feel Eric's mind already absorbing my emotions as they started pouring
out. I had this instinct telling me I would retain my own individual
characteristics, but would be bonded to Eric in the same way Gladius's twins
were bonded, and that required one of us to become a matching copy of the other
emotionally so we would be of one mind.
My emotions at that point turned to the grief of Eric's sacrifice. Visions of
the things Eric would never do again, never get to try, all the things I knew he
loved, and the things I had loved about him... These emotional images flooded
out of me with decreasing intensity. My senses were continually sharpening to
the point I was sensing the blood flowing through Eric's and Gladius's veins,
detecting the slight shifting of weight of the building, and even reading the
thoughts in Gladius's shielded mind as they formed.
The clarity of my senses were incredible by the time my outputs stopped flowing
due to the incredible number of inputs coming in. The empathic connection
between Eric and I broke from my body's transmitters going dead, and as I sat
there unable to think or experience even the most basic of emotions, Gladius
finished implanting the protective suggestions into the very core of my being,
then realized I was reading his every thought right through his protective
barrier.
Eric and I both felt the fear Gladius transmitted as he instantly attempted to
block my mind's access to his thoughts. He tried commanding me, ordering me,
even begged me a moment to somehow block what I could sense from his mind, but
my mind had no control over it's inputs, thanks to the drug I had stupidly
drank.
Gladius was on his hands and knees from the strain of trying to shield his
thoughts from my mind when he ordered Eric to kill me before his own mind would
kill himself.
There was no hesitation in Eric's rise to his feet to carry out his master's
desperate order, but when Eric closed his hands around my neck, I felt his heart
beginning to race, his eyes becoming distant, and several long intense moments
went by as my lungs struggled to pull fresh air in through a blocked passage.
Then suddenly Eric's eyes focused on mine, and the next moment he parted his
lips to utter a rather strangled sounding, "No," as his hands snapped open,
releasing me.
I remember every sound, every shudder, every moment of terrified fear Gladius
felt, and worse of all, I could read every damn thought in his head as his own
emotions drove his panicked mind to the point of inducing a heart attack.
I had never watched someone die before, let alone experience it. At the time it
all happened, I had no emotions to feel and no thoughts except the processing
and absorbing everything at my body's inputs for storage in my short term
memory.
Eric, however, experienced all the emotions possible for that situation, and by
the time the last breath left Gladius's lips, Eric was beyond any form of a
rational state of mind. After barricading the room's entrance with the tables
and other furniture, I clearly remember him dragging me to the far corner of the
room and covering me up with a blanket to hide me, thankfully muffling several
of my overactive senses for the duration of a very long wait.