Alex and I literally ran into the emergency room with a limp Theresa between us. That got their attention. The fact that Calvin had had the good sense to call ahead probably helped. Theresa was quickly whisked away to be worked on by the doctors etc. I, on the other hand, got inundated with forms to fill out on her behalf. It was a good thing I liked her a lot, maybe even loved on some level, because for anyone else I would have walked out in disgust with the layers of bureaucratic crap you have to deal with when someone takes a bullet meant for you. Meanwhile, Calvin and Alex did their best to be inconspicuous. Well, okay, as much as any too extremely large men with earpieces and their hands in their jackets can be.
I was about three quarters of the way through stack of papers when Marcus and the police showed up nearly simultaneously. From there, the night got complicated.
"Excuse me sir." The lead cop, a Brian Dennehy type, asked me as he approached. "We'd like to ask you some questions about the shooting?" He was working the good cop angle.
"Fine. Have a seat." I replied and finished filling out one particularly annoying piece of paper.
"Perhaps it might be better if we did this back at the precinct." the cop said.
"Hmm, no." I said and started into annoying piece of paper number 10. This was one was easy. I simply put down my account number under payee.
"Sir, from what Mr. White has told us, you might very well be targeted by these assassins again. Perhaps you might want to be someplace safer." The cop had a point, but frankly, right now the only people I trusted were Lori, Karen, Marcus and the two bodyguards. And I trusted the bodyguards because I kept scanning them to make sure no one had played with them since the last scan. I was beginning to see how paranoia could be a way of life.
"Look, detective...?" I waited for a name.
"O'Neil." he replied simply.
"Okay detective O'Neil, I see your point. But a close friend of mine is in there having a bullet pulled out of her chest right now, and I'm not leaving till I see how it turns out." I replied, and gestured to a chair. "Pull up a seat. It's gonna be a long night."
Sometimes even police will listen to reason, especially when it's being supplied by a rich man dressed in bloody clothes with a pissed off look on his face. He took the chair.
Okay, I'll keep it short. I lied like a dog, and whenever he looked like he might decide to call me on something, I touched his mind and found answers in there he would buy. Within forty-five minutes, I was alone again. Well, not completely alone. Now I had the two bodyguards, Marcus and two uniformed police hanging out. To be honest, I felt marginally safe.
I was rapidly feeling the effects of the situation. I knew I was getting tired, and the smell of Theresa's blood on my clothes was finally piercing my mental haze, making me feel a little ill. I got up, and was followed by my entourage as I walked to the gift shop. I grabbed a set of sweats with the hospital logo on them. Then watched as my little entourage searched a bathroom, and then made sure no one walked in as I changed clothes. I dumped the clothes I had been wearing into the garbage, and walked out feeling a little refreshed.
Which is when my phone chose to ring. "If this isn't good news save your life and hang up now." I said tersely.
"Greetings, my dear friend." It's Sergei. "I heard there was some excitement at your club."
"That would be one of life's little understatements." I replied. "I'm at the hospital waiting to see if a friend of mine is going to make it."
"Then you are well?" Sergei asked.
"In mostly perfect health. Got any news for me?"
"Yes, in fact, I do. Your two friends are currently enjoying our hospitality. Your Mr. Marcus provides good data."
I slumped against the hospital wall. The immediate threat to me was over. Now I had to wonder what sort of act two my enemies might have had in mind.
"That's excellent news. I'll look forward to seeing them sometime." I replied.
"That is the other part of the situation." Sergei said. "My friend Vanya will be arriving to reacquaint himself with his old friends. He would like you to be present."
"Let me know when and where. I'll be there."
"Excellent! I'll pass the news on. Vanya has gifted me with quite a favor, so I'll pass some of it along to you. You will keep your insurance, but I'll charge no fee from here on out."
I raised an eyebrow. That was quite a concession. "Thank you. Your generosity is much appreciated."
"As is your discretion." I chuckled at that. "I shall call you tomorrow." Sergei said, and hung up.
I motioned to Marcus and he came over. "Our two shooters are no longer a problem." I said to him quietly.
"How do you know that?" Marcus said.
"Apparently these two guys did something very bad to a young girl in Sergei's family. They decided to take it upon themselves to deal with our two friends." I replied.
"Can't say as I see why I should be too upset about that on principle." Marcus said chewing it over. "But it does still leave explaining it to the cops."
"Let me handle that, we'll let it die down slowly. But I have reason to believe I'll be needing regular security for a while, give me a figure on your services with sub-contractors when you're ready."
"Gotcha. Does that mean I'm an employee of yours now?" he asked.
"I guess so."
"Good. I guess that means I don't have to pay the cover at the club anymore." he said with a grin.
"Yeah, and you never know what perks I might throw in." I said with a raised eyebrow.
Which is about the only good chuckle I got all night. The rest of the time was spent waiting and fielding calls from people who had seen the news report on the shooting. Karen was particularly upset, but I promised to come see her the next day, which helped calm her down.
It was about 3 in the morning when a doctor wearing fresh surgical greens came out to see me. "Well, we just got Theresa into recovery. Its still early to tell for sure, but we think her chances of recovery are good."
It felt like the weight of the world had come off my shoulders as he said that. "So how long before she comes to?" I asked.
"Not until at least tomorrow morning." the doctor said.
"Okay. Thanks a lot, doc."
"Can we get you to a hotel room now, sir? To be honest, you look like shit." Calvin said.
"Yeah, let's go."
The drive to the hotel was silent, and I kept myself quiet all the way through the check in process, where I was entered under Alex's name. From there, it was a simple elevator ride to the room, and collapsing onto the bed for a night of dreamless sleep. Or so I hoped.
The phone woke me at around noon. "Hello?" I mumbled as I tried to get my bearings.
"I took care of the business in Toronto dear, I'm home now." Lori's voice said. "Where are you?"
I gave her the location of the hotel, and quickly filled her in on what had happened.
"Oh my God. Is Theresa okay?"
"The doctor I talked to said she should be awake by today, and we'll take it from there."
"So, how does this affect your plans?" she asked.
"Simple. We move the timetable up. It's time to take back the war."
Lori knocked on the door about half an hour later. She placed a small folder full of bank stuff on the dresser drawer, then came forward and hugged me in a death grip. "I missed you" was all she said as we held each other tight.
"And I missed you." I replied. Right now, it just felt good to hold someone, and it dawned on me that last night had been the first time I had spent a night alone since this whole telepathy madness had started.
I sat back on the bed slowly, and Lori straddled me as I did. She grinned and kissed me. "Are you going to make me into someone like you?" she asked.
"Yes."
"Are we going to get them back for what they did to Theresa?"
"Oh, hell yes." I replied, as she sat up a little and opened my pants. Then I felt her slide her panties aside. With a quick motion of her hips, she trapped my cock, and then slid down on it softly.
She rode me gently as I felt myself massaged by her wet warm tunnel.
"We're going to be gods," she whispered in my ear. "Naughty telepathic gods."
I felt her breathing deepen as we fucked sitting up on the bed. I could feel my hands creep up under her shirt and I grasped her breasts firmly.
"We are going to change the world." I whispered in her ear forcing her skirt up slowly and rubbing her little asshole as she rode me slowly.
"Oh yes." she whispered. "Fuck me, make me yours." I could feel the muscles in her pussy tighten, and she came releasing her juices onto me. She shuddered on my cock then slowly opened her eyes.
"You haven't cum yet," she said.
"Not yet."
She slowly got off my cock and kneeled in front of me. My hard tool was waving in front of her face, shiny from her juices. She leaned forward and ran her face over it, then slowly took it all into her mouth. I moaned as she did so, and watched with rapt attention as she did her best to get me off. And her best was pretty damn good. Her tongue knew my sensitive spots, and quickly brought me off. She swallowed it all, and then opened her mouth to show me. I smiled and lifted her up off the floor and onto the bed.
"So when do we start?" Lori asked.
"Right now, if you want." I replied.
There was no hesitation in her reply. "Let's do it."
So I dove into her mind, hoping all the while that I wouldn't take a somewhat normal human being and turn her into a vegetable. It took some time, going deep into parts of her mind that, to my vision, looked like neglected attics and basements that hadn't been visited since the house was made. I was moving through the equivalent of spider-webs, and trying very hard not to disturb anything.
But after a while, I thought I had found it. It looked like a fuse box. I got closer and inspected it. There were no obvious signs saying that this was it, but somehow, it just felt right. So I made a silent prayer to a few of my favorite deities and, at the last minute, changed my mind and added a quick set of overrides to keep her from using the powers on me.
Then I tripped the main breaker.
Suddenly, the room exploded into light and sound. The overwhelming rush of voices was nearly unbearable. I quickly hopped back up into the main part of her consciousness, where she was cowering against this new assault on her senses. I took her hand and looked at her. "Okay, think of your mind as a box. Now slowly make the box smaller until it's just the size of your head." She nodded, and slowly the sound began to dissipate. As it reached the point of just being us, I slowly pulled out of her mind.
And there she was, looking at me. Slowly, I felt her reach out and touch my mind. So I touched hers back. I could feel her mind in a state of awe as she felt my mental state, then she got up and rushed to the bedroom window. I could sense her reaching out and touching the minds of passing pedestrians. Then she turned back to me. "We have to get Karen in on this, and quickly."
I smiled. It was beginning to look like I had a weapon to fight the bad guys with. I spent the next couple of hours training Lori in the basics of how to work the power. It would have been more, but my phone rang.
"I thought you'd like to know," The doctor said, "that Theresa has woken up, and she's been asking for you." I set the phone down and nodded to Lori, she obviously knew what was going on from my mind, so we left together, along with my brand new entourage. To be honest, I would have felt naked without them at this point.
As we drove to the hospital I heard Lori chuckle. "What's so funny?" I asked.
"I just imagined us and Karen twenty years from now, looking at each other saying 'We never talk anymore'" I had to admit, that was pretty funny. I found it odd to find a light spot on the way to the hospital, but frankly, I savored it. The next few days were going to be hard on us all, so we needed whatever laughs we could find.
I arrived at Theresa's room after getting directions from the people at the desk, then braced myself and walked in. As I expected, it wasn't the prettiest sight. She was hooked up to various tubes, machines, and devices, all designed to carry her body through the shock she had been through. Her eyes were closed as I came in so I managed to work my way up to a chair by the side of the bed, without disrupting anything important, I hoped, and took her hand.
Theresa's eyes opened slowly. "Hey." she said quietly.
"Hey" I replied. "How are you feeling?"
"Like I got run over by a truck. It's weird. I worked in places like this for two years, and now I'm on the receiving end." She coughed a little at the end of the sentence.
"Take it easy, now. All you have to do is get better." I said gently.
"And worry about how I'm going to pay for all this." she said, looking over all the stuff she was hooked up to.
"Don't worry. You're covered." I replied. "The bullet that hit you was meant for me, and I figured I owed you." She squeezed my hand harder.
"Why did they want to shoot you?" she asked.
"I'll give you the short version for now." I replied, "You'll get the whole story as a reward for getting better." She smiled at that. "Okay. There are some people out there that are afraid of me, and they decided it would be best if I was dead."
"Why are they afraid of you?" Her voice was so weak, it almost sounded like a little girl's.
"Because I can do things and make things happen, and it might upset their plans and way of life." I replied.
"And are you going to?" she asked.
"Before this?" I said gesturing to all the equipment she was hooked up to. "I would have said no. But now, seeing what they did to you, I think they've given me no choice." I replied I heard a kind of sadness in my voice.
Theresa nodded.
"That's the short version. Now I need you to get better, and I'll tell you the whole story, start to finish." Theresa nodded again. A nurse came in and looked at me. "I'm sorry but she needs her rest."
"Of course." I looked at Theresa. "Get well for me."
"Be safe for me." Theresa said, and I made my way out of the room.
As I walked out, I got Lori close to me. Close enough so that my two bodyguards wouldn't hear. "Call Karen and tell her to break free tonight."
"You're going to do it?"
"Yep, and from there, we build our little Mount Olympus."
"Sweet."
While Lori set up Karen's visit, I called a realtor and made an appointment to visit a few houses on the outskirts of town the next day. Living out of hotels was getting a little old, and I was beginning to feel that soon, some room and a place to work and have fun far away from prying eyes would be a good thing.
My next call was to Sean, my resident boy genius hacker. "Sean, I've got a list of sites I want you to look at. Check your e-mail in about half an hour. Let me know what you think about their security."
"No prob, boss. Is everything okay out there?"
"Far from it, but I think we'll be making a turn for the better soon."
"Cool. I'll look 'em over and tell you what I think."
While we made a quick stop for lunch, I spent some time on my laptop to get Sean the information I wanted him to look over.
Julie had given me the names of several banks and brokerage houses that the "Family" liked to use to handle their transactions, and I wanted to make some large withdrawals. Hell, their stray bullet was going to set me back a few hundred thousand easy. It was time to recoup my losses. That would be phase two of me retaking the offensive.
Phase three would be setting a trap they would never forget, and hopefully rocking them back on their heels.
I made a quick phone call to Marcus and planted a few details for him to drop in the right ears. He chuckled and said he'd do it. Then I made a phone call to Kristine and invited her to a hotel room. This was going to be perfect.
Not long after that, I was beginning to implement my plans. Have you ever had good old-fashioned hate sex? The kind that verges on violent rape? Well, that was what I was doing now, all the while implanting ideas into Kristine's brain, and erasing a couple of key commands.
Meanwhile, I was savagely fucking her ass. It was surprisingly tight, despite it having been a well-used path these last few weeks. She was ramming back on me, mostly to get me done faster, but a few implanted commands had raised her arousal level, so in a strictly physical sense, she was having a good time.
I reached forward and pulled her back onto me hard as my hands took her breasts in hand and savagely pulled on her nipples. "Tell me what you are." I whispered in her ear.
"I'm a nasty little whore," she whimpered, fucking back harder. I could feel my cream rising, and knew I wouldn't last long. Which was fine, as physically, I was having fun, but I still couldn't wait till I was done here, and wouldn't have to see her for a while. Sex with her brought back a lot of memories, not all of them pleasant. With a shout of triumph, I shoved myself into her hard and came in her ass. I was pulling on her hair as I did, and using it like a mane. I ground myself into the round globes of her ass and spanked them both hard a few times. Then fell down over her slowly.
A quick look at the clock showed I had four minutes to find my shorts. I raised myself off the bed, grabbed my shorts, and slid them on. Kristine was still relaxing on the bed, reaching down to play with her pussy a little as she tried to get off one last time. Time to set the hook.
"So how's your daughter?" I asked. Kristine had a fifteen year-old daughter, who was actually pretty cute in a mousy sort of way.
Kristine kept rubbing herself. "She's good. She pulled a three point five average this semester."
"Good for her. Have the boys been looking her over?" I asked as I threw on my shirt.
"Yeah, but she hasn't found anyone she likes yet." she said as her fingers kept working her clit slowly.
"Hmm. I might have to invite her by sometime. I'm sure we could find someone she likes. Who knows? She might even like a daddy figure." Just then Marcus knocked on the door. His timing was damn near perfect. I walked to the door as Kristine covered herself with a sheet.
I opened the door and let him in. He smiled at me as he came in, then leered at Kristine. "Guess you had to blow off some stress from last night, huh?" he said, and nudged me.
"Yeah, and then some. So, you got some news for me?"
He looked at Kristine questioningly. "She won't tell anyone, she knows better." I said and made a "come on" gesture with my hand.
"Okay. I talked to those Italian guys I know, and they said they can deliver the hardware. I got the price and the location." He handed me a sheet of paper, which I looked over. Marcus had written "$50,000 - 2002 Martha Street - Saturday at nine." I grinned and took the note.
"Tell them they've got a deal. I think our problems with the Hagstrom group are about over."
"And about time. It's been a few days since I had a day off." Marcus said as I led him to the door.
"Don't worry. Once this is over, you'll have a few days off and a nice bonus to spend." I ushered him out the door, and he waved to Kristine before he disappeared from view.
"What was that about?" Kristine asked.
"Just arranging a going away party for the guys who took a shot at me last night." I replied. I slipped my pants on, and reached for my wallet. I left a few bills on the nightstand and "accidentally" left the note on the dresser.
As I walked out, I could almost hear Kristine calling the Hagstrom group, a subsidiary of the nice people who tried to kill me.
All the pieces were coming into play.
Karen met us at a room in the Doubletree around seven. For once, I avoided getting down to the nitty-gritty and got room service for everyone. As the night shift of bodyguards took over, we sat there and dined on steak and lobster. I almost felt bad about it, but then realized what I was paying those guys to put up with that indignity, and got over it. Even so, I did remind myself to take them out for a proper dinner soon. It's good for the guys who protect your life to feel appreciated.
As we lounged around the room after dinner, Lori explained to Karen what I had done with her that afternoon and demonstrated with a mind touch and talking to her telepathically. I learned I could listen in on what was being said by fine-tuning myself to just listen, and not interfere. It was funny to listen as Lori got used to talking to Karen that way, and Karen kind of mentally giggled like the schoolgirl she was. I could already feel her excitement at the prospect of doing this herself.
Karen finally came up for air from the whole experience and smiled at me. "So when do we start?" she asked.
I smiled at her. "Get naked." I replied, and she grinned. I could see Lori licking her lips from the corner of my eye as the girl began to strip down. No pretense at a show here, she was simply dropping her clothes in expectation of what would happen next. She shucked her jeans down her shapely legs, and then smiled as she slid her panties down after them. From there, she simply slipped off her shirt and she was free of her clothes. A smile crept up my face as she stepped up toward me, looking shy as she did, and then leaned in and whispered in my ear. "Are we going to do what I talked about?" she asked.
"Yes, we are." I replied.
"Good." She smiled and slid down my body, and onto her knees. I felt her little fingers open the front of my pants and slide out what was now a full erection. Her hand stroked it gently as she ran it over her lips. I could feel her breath gently moving over my cock as she slowly just tongued the tip, teasing me.
Lori got up from her chair and walked up behind me. I could feel Karen take me in her mouth slowly as Lori whispered in my ear. "You're going to take her ass aren't you? Do you want me to help? We'll both break her last cherry, then make her one of us."
I smiled and nodded feeling the girl in front of me sliding back and forth on my dick while the woman behind me ground herself into my butt. To put it mildly, I was getting a little excited by the whole scene.
I quickly withdrew my cock from the girl's hot mouth and she pouted up at me. "Get on the bed on all fours." I said. With that, she grinned and practically jumped up onto the bed. I smiled at the inviting sight of the girl arranging herself on the bed for me as I slipped my pants off and threw off my shirt. Lori separated herself from me and slid up next to the girl, running her tongue down the crack of her ass, lingering briefly on her anus. At first Karen jumped at the contact, then leaned back into it.
Lori smiled at me, then slowly ran a finger up the girls wet pussy as her tongue played around her ass. I could feel myself getting rock hard at this point, and slowly crawled onto the bed. Karen was lost in the sensations the woman was creating in her, her hand came up slowly and played with her breast, slowly stimulating her own nipple.
I made my way slowly up behind Karen and ran a finger down her spine, she shivered under the touch, and I swear I heard her purr. I reached up to the nightstand, where Lori had been kind enough to place a bottle of lubricant, and put some in my hand, slowly greasing my cock up for what lay ahead. I leaned back behind the girl and slowly ran my cock over her tightened little rosebud. I saw Lori move up toward the girl's head and she stage whispered. "Now just relax and let it happen." I saw Karen nod her nervously as I put pressure on her anus with the head of my cock, and also saw her visibly shudder as I began pushing into her.
It was tough going for a minute as her tight little ring resisted me, and I watched as Karen ducked her head into a pillow and groaned loudly. Then suddenly I felt her relax and the head of my cock entered her, with a squeak from Karen as she felt my prick penetrate her tightest spot. I waited a moment for her to get used to it, then began sliding into her slowly and gently. I heard her groan, then moan, and then a howl came from her throat as I bottomed out in her. I felt what seemed to be breath on my testicles, and looked down. There was Lori, having slid under us both. She smiled up at me, gave a small wink, and began licking Karen's pussy as I began to slowly move in and out of the girl.
The combined action got Karen to begin being an active participant in the game, and she began trying to find some movement that would stimulate all of her spots at once. She settled on a rotation of her hips that caused my cock to twist in her as it kept Lori's tongue moving along her clit.
It was then that I decided to enter her mind, turning our hot little group sex act into a ritual for opening Karen's powers.
It was unique, to say the least, feeling the girl's mind as I took her and Lori stimulated her. It was clear that now she had adjusted to the discomfort and that she was enjoying what she was doing (or was that 'having done to her'?), and was now an active participant. I sat there and melded with her as she was gleefully taken, her treasures plundered and offered to her two closest friends.
And then I dug deeper, looking for the same switch in her mind I had found in Lori's, all the wile using being in her mind as a reference point to keep her on a sexual high with my actions. Let's be honest, it's much easier to make a lady cum when you know which spots are working for her.
Within a few moments I found it, added a little failsafe to keep her from using her abilities on me, then flipped it on.
What happened next probably accounts for things we did later. Unlike Lori, who felt the whole city block around us, Karen felt Lori and I, and then we all joined each other. Lost in our mutual passions and now knowing what made us all excited, we were doing our best to make the others enjoy it even more. To be honest, had it not been for all us reaching orgasm I think we might still be there reveling in the pleasures of each other.
But the contact and the sensations of all three soon drew us over the edge and all three of us came, literally, as one.
As I lay there on top of Karen catching my breath, I began to realize why it was that Julie's family was so afraid of the others, or maybe even jealous. It seemed like we had found a way to increase all of our powers by acting as one mind. I filed it away for later use and discussion. Meanwhile, I enjoyed the afterglow of what we had just done.
Finally Karen broke the silence. "If I had known it would be like that, I would have done that months ago!" she said with a giggle, and we all kind of broke down laughing. I felt her mind touch mine, and we just briefly shared the sensations running through us both. I rolled off of her and she quickly came up and hugged herself to me. I was then joined on the other side by Lori, who also wrapped her arms around me. We stayed that way for a while. Me, the male filling in a two-girl sandwich.
Then I felt someone's hand on my cock. I looked into Karen's eyes and saw her with a cat-that-ate-the-canary grin. "Do it to her this time." she said. I felt myself grow slowly under her touch.
To put it mildly, it made for quite an evening. One none of us ever forgot.
I woke the next day with just Lori beside me. Karen had to get back to her aunt and uncle's house, but with a little coaching from us, we figured that wouldn't be as much of a problem as it had been in the past.
As I moved about in my pre-coffee haze, I inventoried the things I needed to do. I had made an appointment to see various houses on the outskirts of the city, and then I needed to take care of a few details about my little plan for Saturday.
I was working out that last part when my cell phone decided to ring. "Hello?" I asked and grabbed my cup of coffee.
"Good morning, Mr. Jones." Sergei's voice said. "I have an invitation for you this evening. We're throwing a going party for your two friends."
Whoa, that was going to be intense. I figured that saying no to these guys might be considered an insult, and seeing as how they had removed the two assassins in the first place, it probably wouldn't be too wise to get on their nerves. Never mind the fact that Sergei represented a local faction of an organization that was both bad and bigger than nation-wide. "I'll be there. Where and when?"
"Meet me at my club, we'll go from there. Be there around eight."
"Understood." I said and hung up.
Okay, that's one more thing to do today.
The trip to see houses went pretty well, and with a little mental tweaking, I kept the realtor honest and managed to find a large farmhouse on the outskirts of the city. I began the process of buying it right there and then. I was already planning out additions to it as we headed back toward town with my security entourage in tow.
Once again, my reverie was broken by the sound of the cell phone. This time, it was Julie.
"I don't know what you did, but they're livid." she started off with.
"Aside from surviving their little attempt?"
"Any idea of what happened to the bad guys?"
"Not a clue." It was partly true. I had no idea where they really were, but I had a feeling no one was singing them happy birthday.
"They're sending more shooters. Apparently, someone inside you're little crew tipped them off to something."
"Damn. I'll look to see who it was." I said quietly, thinking 'I'd like to thank the academy.'
"Keep your head down. Before, they just thought you were another minor annoyance, but you've moved up the charts in the last couple of days."
"Thanks for the tip. I'm planning a party for next week, and plan on being there in the flesh. You should, too." I replied.
"I will, assuming you're not attending in a wooden box."
"Probably not. I was always a fan of urns myself."
"Keep laughing. Who knows? It might make it easier."
"Meet me for coffee tomorrow, we'll talk."
"Will do. I'll call in the morning."
Lori looked at me. "Problems?"
"Nothing I didn't expect."
I made another phone call, this time to Marcus. He agreed to the plan I laid out, now all I needed was the items to make it all work. Something told me I could get them all at Sergei's party.
Next stop, the district attorney's office. Yep, right into the lion's den. Of course, when you're a telepath with the ability to make others do your bidding being flanked by another one, well, doors tend to open very quickly.
I explained a version of the situation as it stood to Stacy's father, and then told him all about what appeared to be a large deal that was going to happen involving drugs and guns at a warehouse on the far side of town. I could feel his mind get very joyful at the idea of a major bust for weapons and such, especially if it might involve terrorists. I could already hear him spending the increased funding for his office as I left.
As we walked out I looked at Lori. "Damn. With a father like that, I'm not surprised Stacy turned into a major bitch."
"That's okay, I scanned his mind too. Her mom's not exactly a real prize either."
"Really? What kind of upper-middle-class bitch are we looking at?"
"Hmm. Frigid, not exactly what one would call open-minded, and a social climber at the expense of all else. Although she is cute, in a 'frown lines on the face' sort of way."
We climbed into the car. "The kind that makes for a challenge, eh?" I asked as we sat down.
"One never knows. Besides we might need a new slave soon."
"We might. I haven't totally made my mind up yet." I said looking out the window.
I killed the time before Sergei's "party" doing remarkably mundane things. There was a lot riding on things that would happen there, and I needed my head fairly clear. Lori pouted about it, but she would survive.
"I swear if all this stuff works out, I am going to throw a party that Roman emperors would envy." I muttered under my breath. From there, I had to decide who would go along with me to meet with Sergei. I finally decided on no one. This might very well be the last time I might go anywhere unattended, and frankly, the idea of someone coming along to watch me become an accessory to murder didn't strike me as being such a good idea.
I managed to convince my bodyguards that I was still in my room, while Lori found someone who was body type match for me, and proceeded to go for a walk with him. If the lucky guy survived the evening, she'd probably make it worth his while.
From there, I convinced a person leaving the hotel to take me to Sergei's club, then tipped them with a fifty for their trouble.
Sergei's club was hopping tonight. The dance floor was full, even as early as eight o'clock, and you could see the bartenders were working overtime. I walked toward the back and saw the man at his usual table. Sergei nodded to me and I took a chair next to him.
"So, how goes the evening?" I asked.
"Very well, business is booming. And your place, how is it faring?"
"The crowd's coming back. We lowered prices and knocked the cover for a week, people respond to that sort of thing. Besides, normal folks enjoy a certain amount of notoriety in their clubs." I responded.
"I see that you are without your usual assortment of friends." Sergei said inquiringly.
"I decided that this was the sort of party best kept intimate." I replied.
"You're presence here without them speaks well of our trust. Please, let us go." he said, and got up. I followed him to a back door where a large Cadillac, driven by Ivan, was waiting. The drive was quiet, and I noticed that Ivan was doing his best to make sure we weren't followed. Soon, we arrived at a house just outside of the industrial district.
Sergei and Ivan guided me inside the place, and directed me into the basement.
The first things I noticed were the two guys from the file pictures. They were both looking very much the worse for wear. Both sported numerous bruises across their bodies and had spots on their skin that I suspected might be marks from a stun gun. They were suspended over the floor by their hands, with their feet hanging about six inches above the floor. Both seemed to be either in too much pain, or too exhausted from their captors' attentions to struggle much anymore.
The second thing I noticed was the table with various instruments that looked like they came from a mad scientist's operating table on it. I also noticed that there was plastic sheeting under both men.
The last thing I noticed were other people in the room. All of them seemed to be of Slavic descent, and several shared enough features for me to guess that they were in some way related to each other, and to Sergei. One of them, a large man in his early fifties with hard eyes and a salt and pepper beard approached me.
"Good evening. My name is Vanya." he said in slightly accented English. "I am told you are the one I have to thank for delivering these fiends to justice."
Did I mention I had put a piece of gum in my mouth before I walked in? This is important. Frankly, it was now just dawning on me that I was about to watch two men being tortured to death, and my mouth had gotten a little dry. The gum managed to keep enough moisture in my mouth for me to speak, if a little quietly. "That's the rumor, but truth be told, an associate of mine told me where they could be found."
"Indeed, but you were kind enough to let us know where they were. I am eternally grateful to you for bringing the men who murdered my baby girl into my hands." He extended his hand and I took it. Okay, even though I'm a powerful telepath, I decided that annoying these guys would probably be a bad idea. I didn't want to be the encore for tonight's show.
With that, Vanya began speaking in Russian to the others in very broad tones. I didn't bother touching his mind; it was plain he was making some sort of speech justifying what was about to happen. All the others in the room nodded sagely. I simply did my best to look like attended this sort of function every other day.
After a couple of minutes of speaking, Vanya started in. He grabbed a scalpel from the operating table and slowly shaved a piece of skin from one of the brothers' chest. I could see the man do his best to hold in a scream. I wondered how long it would be before he gave in.
And from there, it got worse.
Imagine an enraged gangland leader and his wife taking out their revenge for the murder of their child on the men who did it. It took a long time, and quite a few very sharp implements, for them to drag every last bit of revenge from their two victims. All I really remember is a lot of muffled screams, the sight of flowing and spurting blood, and the smells of blood and various other secretions hitting the floor. Thankfully, none of them were mine.
About three quarters of the way into the second brother, Sergei leaned in and whispered in my ear. "This will go very badly on us. The men who sent these two are very powerful, and they'll be angry when they find out we killed them."
Which is when a little light bulb went off over my head. "That's funny, I was wanting to send the men who sent them a message. Please ask Ivan to find a map of the city and a highlighter please." Sergei looked at me with a puzzled expression, and then gave the instructions to Ivan.
Ivan returned shortly with both items, and while the second brother was slowly being skinned alive, I went to work. Donning a set of leather gloves, I outlined the whole of the greater metro area with the highlighter, and then added the word "Mine" to the middle of it in red ink. I borrowed a piece of plastic sheeting and wrapped the map in it.
"Place this with one of the bodies. The men who sent them," I jerked my head toward the second brother who was now plainly in the last throes of blood loss shock, "will think I did this. You get your revenge, and I get the heat." Sergei took a moment to think about it, then walked over to Vanya, who had tired of cutting people into pieces and handed the job over to his wife, who was far more creative then her husband. The two conversed in low tones, then both returned. Vanya was the one doing the talking. Sergei seemed to defer to him by nature.
"I must suggest to you, my friend, that this may not be a wise course of action." Vanya said gravely.
"They already want me dead, and I have word from a reliable source that they already have more men like this on their way."
Vanya nodded. "Then there is a reason why you wish to do this."
"As a matter of fact, there is." I replied. I leaned in and explained my plan to him. When I was done Vanya actually smiled. "I like your plan. You are a devious man. Tell me what you need from us, and you shall have it."
I gave him a laundry list of items. When I was done he simply said, "It will be done."
With that, I managed to escape the madness of the "going away party" with Sergei. And now I had a good feeling that Saturday would be a real event.
I was reviewing the plan for about the thirtieth time when Sean called. "Heya boss, I've been reviewing the sites you gave me to look over."
"Find anything I should get excited over?" I asked as I shook two ibuprofen tablets out of a bottle.
"Actually, yes. But nothing to talk about over the phone."
"Gotcha."
So I grabbed my entourage and made my way to the apartment. Sean was waiting for me with a big grin on his face. That alone told me that he was onto something. "Okay what do you have for me." I asked, as I got comfy.
"Does the term routing numbers mean anything to you?"
"Yeah. Banks use them to handle wire transfers and the like." I replied.
"Exactly. Now here's where I have to get technical." He then proceeded to speak hacker to me for ten minutes. The gist of it was that he had the routing numbers for a number of banks my "friends" were fond of moving money either to or through. Okay, now that was no big deal, that's the same as having someone's address. You know where they are but you can't really affect them. What was exciting was that he had been tracking the flow of data over the routes, and thought he had activation codes that would allow him to open accounts he knew belonged to the bad guys.
"So what you're saying is that you may be able to access the accounts, and actually move the money around." I said.
"Exactly."
Damn. That would be the equivalent of dropping the bomb on them.
"Do it. Open some accounts and do it." I said. Screw it. They were already out to kill me, now I was just out to hurt them. "What's our potential take?"
"Trust me, you really don't want to know," he said with a smile so wide it hurt my face to look at it.
"Say it."
"I don't know, what's my cut if I bring in about....eight billion dollars?"
I was drinking one of Sean's ever-present Mountain Dew's, and I sprayed it across the floor. "No shit?"
"No shit"
"Let's say fifty-fifty, and I recommend we both cover our tracks really quickly." Most people would call me crazy for the offer I made to him, but I had my reasons.
"Done. When do I start?"
"Tonight. Set it up, if you can, for close of business Friday."
"Done deal, boss."
Oh, this was going to totally take them off the page.
I somehow managed to keep from laughing like a lunatic all the way to the bookshop. I knew that Sean's plan was a long shot, the chances of it working were slim, and working to the tune of the amount of cash he had been talking about slimmer still, but the chance of really hitting them, both in terms of manpower and money, was too good to pass up. Frankly, just the thought of it working put a smile on my face, and I felt butterflies in my stomach.
Walking into the store, I saw Karen and Stacy on opposite sides of the place working away. Karen looked up at me and smiled, while Stacy just kept working. Karen touched my mind and I heard her say, "You busy?"
"Nope, what do you have in mind?"
I want to uh.. talk." she said.
I smiled and walked to the office. Karen followed and shut the door behind us. "Well, I took care of my aunt and uncle today." she said as the door closed.
"How so?" I said taking a seat in the chair.
"I programmed them both to not notice if I was out late. They'll just think it's normal. So I can have all the time I want with you, or Lori, or..."
"Or?" I asked. "Got someone on your dirty little mind?"
"Not yet, but, well, I keep seeing people. And I realize that now I can have anyone I want. It's hard not to act on it. You know what I mean?" she said as she sat in my lap.
I adjusted myself so she sat directly over my prick. "Karen, I own a strip club. Trust me, I know what you mean." I replied with a chuckle.
"So, how do you keep yourself under control?" she asked. I settled a hand on her tummy and rubbed it gently while we talked.
"In my case, it's been fairly easy. I mean, I have you and Lori, Kristine, Stacy, and Theresa. I mean, as much as I keep looking around, when you're got five women to keep you busy, it tends to take the edge off a bit." Karen's hand reached down and opened the front of her jeans, and then she gently rearranged herself on my lap. She slowly took my hand and pushed it down the front of her jeans. I could feel her panties under my fingers, so I dug into them, reaching for her sex.
"And you do a good job of trying to keep the one's you like happy." Karen said as my fingers slid around her clit and gently stroked her. "But now that Lori and I have the power, what's to stop us from making our own harems?"
I could feel moisture around my fingers; the idea was definitely warming her up. I reached down and slid her pants off and onto the floor. "Nothing, but I think it would be best if we, shall we say, kept ourselves together." Her hips were moving in circles and I could see her nipples outlined through her shirt.
"Oh yes. I wouldn't trade you and Lori for the world. Hmm, maybe we need to make some sort of structure for ourselves." I felt her move her hand up and take my zipper in her fingers. The zipper came down quickly and she pulled my cock out. Her warm fingers embraced my shaft and stroked it slowly.
"Got something in mind?" I asked as she rearranged herself on me yet again. I could feel the heat from her pussy at the tip of my cock.
"Well, you know how Lori said we're going to be gods?" Karen asked. She was moving her hips over me just teasing me with her pussy. I had to admit the girl was a quick learner in the game of love. "Maybe we should make some sort of church or cult." she said. Then she slid down on me. I was always surprised by her heat and tightness, but today it was more so. I touched her mind, and we continued our conversation that way while sharing each other's pleasure.
"How do you plan on starting that?" I asked as she ground herself onto me.
"Simple, you remember Dianne, the girl you got Stacy to kiss on her ass?" she asked.
"Oh yeah, I remember Dianne." I replied and reached down to play with her clit. She moaned, and her mind grayed out into a zone of pleasure for a moment.
"I saw her at school today. Trust me, after what you did for her she'd kill for you, and she wants to see you again. There's our first recruit right there. As we keep up our campaign to make bad people pay, we just keep adding people." I had to admit, her idea made sense. The fact that she was fucking me silly at the time really had nothing to do with it, but I will admit it helped pitch the idea. I moved my hips and began moving up into her. We lost the thread of our conversation as we both moved closer to cumming. With our abilities to see each other's arousal, we managed to hit our peak at about the same time. Karen fell onto me in a shivering mess as I gasped and tried to find my breath under her.
"So what do you think of my idea?" Karen said once she got herself together.
"Not bad. It helps us to deal with a few other issues as well." Karen got off of me then got on her knees and cleaned off my cock with her mouth.
"I love the taste of us together." she said as she got the rest of it off. Watching her remove the juices almost got me back up again, but I had to remind myself that I still had things to do today. I got up and rearranged my clothes then bent down and kissed Karen.
"We'll have a meeting about it tonight. I like the idea, but we need to nail it down a bit."
"Okay. I'll call Lori." she said as she stepped back into her panties.
I managed to get out to the car with a quick word to Roger and a pat on the ass for both Karen and Stacy. What surprised me was that Stacy seemed to lean into my hand. I decided to save that question for later.
I had a quick war council with Marcus a little while later. We both hammered out some details to the plan, and I decided to neglect to mention what Sean was working on, although it was beginning to dawn on me that I would have to bring Marcus in on the whole game fairly soon. Maybe even make him a member of the little cult that Lori and Karen seemed to have in mind. The question was, how?
From there, it was off to meet with Julie. She was waiting for me at the Leavenworth Café. We sat down and made our orders, then waited for the waitress to leave before starting in.
"So, any new news?" I asked.
"Well apparently, your inside source has them thinking that you've got something big planned for Saturday." she said as she took a sip of her iced tea.
"I do, but it can be rearranged." I said, once again doing my best to stick with at least part of the truth.
"Good, because if they were enraged at you before, now they're livid. I don't know exactly what happened but something they found this morning had them doubling their manpower to get you."
A quick flash of the "party" the night before hit my mind. Yeah I'd be pissed too if one of my main hitters turned up minus his skin and a note telling them what my turf was. "I can work with that. Now I have a question for you."
"Shoot."
"What are you going to do when this is all done?"
She took a moment to think about it. "I've got a nice nest egg set aside. I figured I'd grab a car and get the hell out of town."
"Not bad, but I was wondering if you'd like a different position. I'm making a long term plan and you might have a nice place in it." I replied.
"That depends. What would that position be?" Our food arrived then.
"Well first, we make it look like we caught up to you and did you in, then we keep your network around use it to find a way to bring all of the Non-'family' telepaths into a confederation against the families" I replied.
That kind of took her back. "You're really going to war against them, aren't you?"
"Beats constantly being on the run. I figure we can force them into a position where they have to sue for peace if we handle it right."
"Let me think about it, I want to see if you survive the next couple of days."
"Good move." We talked idly over lunch and from there, it was off to the hospital to visit Theresa.
She was in better shape than the last time I saw her. Her color had improved, and she had some more energy than the last time we talked. I spent the time holding her hand and letting her know that she was taken care of in terms of her bills and such.
"So when do I get to hear the whole story?" she asked finally.
"When you get out of here. I promise." I replied.
"Please, just tell me what you meant when you said you could make things happen."
I sighed, thought about it then reached out and touched her mind. "They fear what I can do." I said into her mind. She gasped and looked a little afraid, but then her face settled. "I figured it was something like that, but it's hard to grasp until you can really experience it."
"You've got that right. Look we'll talk later, I promised you the whole story."
"Good. One last question; can anyone do that?" she asked.
I paused. "Yes, if their mind has been properly opened."
"Okay, We'll talk tomorrow."
I walked out puzzled and wondering. I hoped that the next time I saw Theresa, she wouldn't be pissed at me. It didn't really require a PhD to make the leap from talking into someone's mind to influencing the mind itself, and Theresa was a pretty sharp character.
After that, I could finally settle down for the night. I got another hotel room, this time at the Embassy Suites, and settled in. As soon as the door closed on me, Lori called.
"What are you doing right now?" she asked.
"About to collapse on the bed. Why?"
"I've got a new toy." she said. Big surprise, she'd be out collecting toys since her mind opened. I'd have to talk to her about that.
"Is it a him or a her?" I asked
"Oh, it's definitely a her."
"Bring her by, you're fun to watch when you play with your toys."
"Will do."
Ten minutes later, Lori walked in with a woman in her mid forties. I thought I knew her from somewhere, and then it hit me. She was Stacy's mother. "Where did you find her?" I asked as I looked her over. Not bad. She was tall, and had a more filled out version of her daughter's build. Her hair was short, in a soccer mom kind of cut. Like I said, not bad.
"She was at the bank, and I couldn't resist when I saw who it was." Lori replied.
"So what are you going to do with her?" I asked.
"Oh, I scanned her mind. She has the most amazing fantasies." Lori reached into her purse and pulled out a pair of fur-lined handcuffs. "I'm planning on making a few of them happen." I noticed that the lady looked scared. I touched her mind and felt her fear, and also her arousal. Her name was Michelle, I finally learned, having only known her as Stacy's mom.
"Strip for my master." Lori commanded. "And give him a good show."
Michelle complied, putting on a kind of strip tease dance for me that lacked skill, but picked up points for passion. Within a couple of minutes, she was down to panties and bra. Both weren't anything unusual, and very functional.
"Now lie on the bed." Lori said, and again the woman complied. "Do you know, she's never had an orgasm?"
Michelle blushed. "Apparently, her husband's a two minute wonder. " Lori continued as she cuffed the woman's hands to the headboard. "Of course, you don't have that problem, my dear." She reached down and took the woman's bra off. Her breasts sagged a bit, but they were still quite nice to look at.
"She's always dreamed about being helpless. I think it might help her to get off," she said as she began to play with Michelle's nipples. For her part, the lady began breathing heavily and moaning as Lori went to work.
The lady was moving against the cuffs, then grasping them as she became helpless under Lori's tongue and soon, her fingers, which teased their way down her tummy and to the woman's panty clad pussy. I saw her fingers slip under the cloth and begin moving under it. "That's right. You're going to cum for us, Michelle. Right on my little fingers and then on my master's hard cock." She glanced over to me and smiled. "She's getting wet here," she said, pressing her hand into the woman's pussy. I smiled and watched.
"He's getting hard watching you Michelle, that's good. Pretty soon, he will fuck you." Michelle squirmed when Lori said that. Touching her mind, I felt her combination of fear arousal and lust. It was a heady mix, and with Lori working the woman's clit, it wouldn't be long before she came. Lori moved her head down and pulled the woman's panties aside and took a long taste of Michelle's pussy. The woman screamed as she did, but in a way that said she was loving it. Lori dove in on the woman's sex with a vengeance, urging her to a higher state of arousal with her mouth and fingers. I could hear the sounds of the woman's moist pussy being toyed with as she moaned and cried with Lori's attentions. Within a few minutes, the lady had obviously cum hard and was breathing heavily.
"See? That wasn't so hard, was it?" Lori said as she moved away from Michelle. Her panties were still on, but as they settled onto her skin, I could see an obvious wet spot forming on them. I smiled as I felt Michelle's last moments of orgasm move through her. There was also an immense sense of personal relief in her, like something had broken free in her mind. I stood up and dropped my pants, all the while keeping myself in her mind as I took of my shorts and approached the bed, my cock bobbing in time to my steps.
"Oh my, he's so hard for you Michelle." Lori whispered into the woman's ear. "He's going to take you, and there's nothing you can do about it." I saw Michelle struggle against her chains a little, but it was mostly for show. I noticed that her legs had remained open of her own volition. I reached down and tugged her panties off of her hips, and she lifted her butt to help get them off. I smiled as I looked down at the wet opening before me. I ran a finger up and around it and sawed it over her clit. She gasped at the contact.
Stepping between her legs, I pulled her up close to me and ran my cock over her hole. She was gasping and moaning now as Lori ran her hands over the woman's breasts. "He's going to fuck you and show no mercy, you little slut. He's going to make you his." Lori said as I ran my prick along her wet sex. "Don't you want to be my master's little slut?"
"Oh god." came from Michelle's mouth. Then, "Please, please just fuck me."
"Say you want to be master's little slut." Lori said and I took my cue, teasing Michelle but not giving her what she asked for.
"Yes, yes! I want to be master's little slut!" With that, I slid into Michelle's tight pussy. It was surprisingly tight for a woman who had had a couple of children. I pulled her legs up and over my shoulders, then went to work on her, working myself into her, feeling her insides grasp me as I took her in a hard, brutal fashion. All the while, I heard Lori urging me on as her hands pinched and pulled Michelle's nipples.
"Oh god, it's really happening." Michelle said from under me. I just worked harder into her. In a way, Lori and I had chosen our roles. I was to be strong, masterful and silent while Lori did all the talking for me.
"Oh yes, it's happening. We own you now, you little cunt." Lori said as she grasped both of the woman's breasts in her hands and squeezed brutally hard. I could feel Michelle clench her vaginal muscles around me as it happened. Through it all, I thrust myself into her as hard as I could, taking her in a violent way that she had always fantasized about. Her mind was afire with the whole scene, and she was straining against the cuffs to get more.
With a suddenness that surprised us all, she came, shuddering, shaking, and groaning like a madwoman. The sight was enough to make me cross the edge and I let go of my seed deeply into her. I pulled her hips onto me and ground into her hard, doing my best to keep her orgasm going for as long as possible.
Slowly, she came back down from her high and stared at us both, wide-eyed. "Please, more?" was all she asked.
"No." Lori said. "Now it's time you learned to serve us."
You know, sometimes you don't see the point where you go from thinking about an idea to actually accepting it, but this time, it hit me right between the eyes. I had to admit it, I loved the power and being able to do or take what I wanted. As I watched Lori un-cuff the woman, I admitted to myself that now that I had it, I needed it. And if I was to keep it, I had to find a way to use it that would both keep me safe, and help put an end to the reign of the others who had tried to kill me.
I felt Michelle's lips close over me, cleaning our combined juices from my cock. It was time to start acting like Lori's telepathic gods. It was time to start our little cult.
By two o'clock that afternoon, things were getting better for me. Initial reports from Sean and the ladies were better than expected. With Sean handling the orders for money and the girls handling the bank managers and presidents with their telepathy, we were collecting money like we had a printing press. I kept a running total through the afternoon to keep me distracted from all the other stuff I had to worry about. At three o'clock, I got a phone call from Marcus.
"Hey boss, Vanya's guys came by."
"Was everything there?" I asked
"And then some. Say what you will, he might be a criminal bastard but he stays bought."
I smiled at that thought. "Okay. How long for you to set up?"
"One hour."
"Great timing. That gives you an extra half hour to get the hell out of dodge."
"Understood."
I hung up and chewed a quick Tums tablet, and then made another phone call, this one to a secretary at the police station.
"Hi, Gina. When are my friends going to be there?"
"They said they'd be at the place around six o'clock," she said mechanically.
"Thanks dear."
One last detail, I looked at my body double, who was sitting quietly in the corner. "Okay, Roger, you can go there now." I said to him. He got up and walked out of the room on his way to a restaurant, and then to the warehouse. Roger was disposable. He was another one of those people I had scoped at the mall at the very beginning of all this madness. He had a penchant for beating his wife and was about to take the virginity of the second of his daughters. I decided to spare them the trouble and let them collect his life insurance.
I didn't even stop to think about how I was playing god there. Sometimes, you just get a little wrapped up in the practical aspects of a plan you know?
By five, I had gotten my last phone call from Sean and the ladies. All I had to do was survive tonight, and I would be sitting on a pile of money worth about three and a half billion. We had fallen short of our projected amount, but not by much. Sean would be pulling an all-nighter behind the keys of his computer, hiding the transactions and where the money finally wound up. Oh well. I'd make it worth his while. Aside from the cash, part of me wondered how he'd like a set of twin sisters to play with for an evening or two.
As I sat there savoring phase one of my victories of the day, there was a knock on the door. "Mr. Jones, Marcus is here for you." Calvin's voice said.
I got up and let the big man in. After the door closed, I looked Marcus over and asked, "Find us a safe place to watch?"
"Yep, it's all arranged. There's a parking garage two blocks away. I got us a van."
"Sweet."
I spent the next hour lounging around and waiting. If Julie was right, the bad guys' shooters should be setting up and heading toward the warehouse. The nice lady at the police station had told me that by now, the police feds and DEA were keeping an eye on the place. Inside the warehouse was a large selection of automatic weapons, about ten kilos of highly watered down heroin, and a few other items to make the situation seem plausible. Also inside, there was the man the bad guys would shoot first, and not bother to ask questions of.
From there, the police and feds would arrive. The end result seemed pretty obvious.
We took the van to the parking garage and took our positions behind a tinted window. Our timing was spectacular. Not five minutes later, two large cargo vans pulled up to the building and about ten guys with automatic weapons quickly entered the building. There was the sound of multiple bursts of automatic weapons fire, and then silence.
Which is when about eighty cops and various other law enforcement officials assaulted the building. This led to a much larger and longer firefight as the shooters chose to open up on the cops and try to blast their way out.
I'm sure you saw the end result on CNN. Of the shooters, there were no survivors. There were about ten wounded cops, and a fed ended up with some minor injuries. The good news to me was that in the end, the cops bought the idea it was a drug and guns deal gone horribly wrong. The cops called it a triumph of law and order, and the DA got his extra funds for his office.
To sum it up, I won the first battle of this war pretty decisively.
I celebrated with a trip to hospital. Telepathy is good for a whole bunch of things, for example, sneaking a cake into a hospital room.
Theresa was sitting up on the bed watching the news. I smiled and brought the cake to her bed. "Happy birthday." I said and cut her a small piece. She looked at me as I did.
"I was watching the news, the big shoot out at the warehouse. Did you have something to do with that?" I handed her a plate. She took it, but set it aside.
I sighed. "Yes. The same people who shot you sent more guys to try and get me, so I set up a little surprise for them." I set my plate aside.
"I don't know what to think about that." Theresa said.
"I don't have any answers for you, but I wish I did."
"You could probably give me some," she said.
"I could give you some answers and set your mind at ease, but it wouldn't exactly be real." I replied.
"So why don't you? I got a feeling you did something to me."
"To be perfectly honest, when I was in the hospital, I did. After that, though, it was all you."
She looked me over. "Prove it to me."
I thought about it, and said. "Okay, but you're going to have to close your eyes."
She did, and I touched her mind and then pulled her into mine. I let her go through my memories of our encounters and time spent together, then put us both back in our heads.
"Thanks." she said quietly. "Look I don't know what to make of any of this."
"Yeah, I get what you mean." I replied
"It's like I should be grateful or angry or something, or all the above. I just need time."
"I'm with you."
"Good."
I got up and collected my jacket. As I headed toward the door I heard Theresa.
"Dean?"
"Yes?"
"Thanks for remembering my birthday." she said, and took a bite of the cake.
"No problem. Get well soon." And then, I walked out.
I slept alone that night, looking over the city, and savoring the peace and quiet. As usual, I had no idea how long it would last, but for now it would do.
I had decided to sleep in on Sunday. My feeling had been for sometime that if the good lord had decided I really needed to go to church, he could schedule it at a decent hour. Of course, whoever was on my cell phone decided I needed to get up early. A quick scan of my Caller ID told me it was Julie.
"Do you have any idea what hour it is?" I asked in a sleepy voice.
"Do you have any idea how pissed your competition is?" she replied.
"Let me guess. Mad enough to chew nails?"
"And then some. I've been told I've been recalled. Apparently, they're rethinking their options."
That sounded promising. "So what do you have planned?"
"Not sure yet, leaving town in a hurry sounds like a good idea, though."
"Stop by for breakfast, and let me see if I can talk you out of that."
"Okay, but you'll have quite a sell job on your hands."
"I'll do my best." There was a knock on my door. "Hey boss," Alex said. "Lori and Karen are here to see you.
"Let them in." I said and watched as the two ladies came in, both of them beaming as they came in. "Did we do it?" Karen asked.
"Oh yes, you most definitely pulled it off." I said with a grin, then pulled her close and hugged her, my hand settling on her ass and squeezing. She squealed as I did,
and rubbed herself in closer to me.
Lori came in and joined our group grope, and we all enjoyed the nearness of each other for a while. Then I pulled back and took a chair by the desk in the hotel room. "Okay, before we settle down into major partying or whatever." I said.
Karen raised her hand. "I vote for whatever."
"Noted." I said. "The question is, what are we going to do now? We have an assload of money, a few loyal followers, and the possibility of adding more."
Lori looked up from where she was lying on the bed. "I suggest we keep up what we were doing, finding people who are being abused, used, etc, and helping them, while using or straightening out the ones who were doing it."
"I like it." I said. "It gives us two kinds of recruits. The ones who follow us from loyalty and the ones who are following us to change their ways." I said and lay down on the bed beside Lori. A couple of seconds later, Karen joined me. "So who are going to be the first members of our official cult?' I asked.
"Michelle and Stacy strike me as likely candidates." Lori said. "I think we could turn Stacy's deflowering into our first ever ritual," she said with a chuckle.
"And Dianne." Karen said. "Hell, after what you did to Stacy, she'd join up in a heartbeat if I told her we were meeting."
"Okay, but much as I hate to admit it, we need more guys. Trying to keep up with you two alone has damn near killed me."
Lori laughed at that. "I was wondering when you were going to admit that."
"Yeah, well, what can I say? Men tend to have ego issues with that sort of thing."
"Okay, I see two obvious male candidates. Sean, who is damn near a member already," Karen said, "And Marcus, who should be. I hope you're writing him a big bonus check for the work he's done."
"Almost enough for him to retire on." I paused then smiled. "Almost. He does good work, and I want to keep him on the payroll."
"Well, you could let me show him the side benefits of the job." Lori said.
"Yeah, but I think Julie has her eyes set on him." I replied.
"Which reminds me, we have to bring her into the fold, she's too damn useful from what you've told me." Lori said.
"I've got a meeting with her for breakfast, and we'll talk. If not, well, let's just say you might get a piece of Marcus."
"Oh good, he is more than just a little hunky."
"Wouldn't know, I tend not to keep an eye on guys that way." I said with a chuckle.
"So, what do we do tonight?" Karen asked.
"Simple, we sit behind our body-guarded doors, invite over a few members of our new cult, and party in a manner that would make the members of Led Zeppelin blush." I replied.
"You know, I always had a thing for Robert Plant." Lori said as she got off the bed. "We're rich now, can I order the whole bar from room service?"
"Certainly. If you want, you can call a couple of seedy friends and see if there's anything out there worth smoking, but I draw the line at any kind of powder hitting the door."
"Yeah, no shit. Never brings out the best in anyone. What about any pills?" Lori had grabbed my cell phone.
"Viagra would be nice. Come to think of it, it might be essential." This comment got a chuckle from Karen.
"Anything else?" Lori asked.
"Well, if they have any LSD or mushrooms, that might be nice. Not for tonight, but soon. I feel the need to experiment." Psychedelic drugs and telepathy had been a theoretical combo for years, now would be a good time to try.
"Right. Karen, when he takes them you can try to keep him sane, okay?" Lori looked at the girl with a cocked eyebrow.
"No problem. I figure I owe him as much." I smiled at Karen.
"Who do we invite tonight?"
"Stacy, Michelle, Marcus, and Kristine. I have a scene and a plan in mind."
"Are we going to lose a slave?" Lori asked
"Maybe, and if the gods smile on us, we might gain a spy."
"You have something devious planned don't you?" Karen said with a grin.
"If I don't, check my pulse. Devious plans seems to be a way of life these days."
Lori began talking on the phone, and I lay there with Karen wrapped in my arms. For now, everything was perfect.
An hour later, I was washed, shaved, and refreshed. I had fun showering with Karen, but shower was all we did. I was saving my strength for the evening's festivities. Not being completely inhuman, I did have some fun soaping all of Karen's fun spots and making her cum with my fingers in the shower.
From there, I went down to the hotel restaurant where Julie was waiting for me. She was dressed conservatively, with black slacks and a matching tasteful blouse. I smiled at her and took a chair facing a window.
"As I recall, you were going to sell me on the idea of staying in town." she said as the waiter approached my table.
"Why yes, as a matter of fact, I am." I replied then made my order.
"Okay, so why should I stay here, standing next to the man who is now number one on the shit list of some very bad people?" she asked.
"Simple. If you hit the road you're just one person against an army of our kind. If you stay here, you'll be among others who are working together to help stay alive, and maybe hand your friends some serious setbacks." Julie looked puzzled at that one.
"What other ones? Have you been in contact with anybody?" she asked.
"Well, yes and no. I opened up Lori and Karen's minds so they have the ability too." I replied. That got Julie's attention.
"You better keep that quiet, they might nuke the city to get you if they find out about that." she paused. "How did you do it? It's something that could come in handy." I sat there and explained it to her while we both ate.
She nodded. "Okay, so now there's three, and you have plans on adding more. Then what?"
"Sit back, keep your family off balance, stay alive, and make plans for the long term. I want you to be part of the long term."
She sat there and thought about it for a minute or so while she chewed on her toast. "Okay, I'm in, at least for a while. If it gets to heavy around here, my pretty ass goes out the door."
"Done deal, welcome to the team. We're throwing a party tonight if you're interested. Call it a welcome to the new family."
"What kind of a party?" Julie asked.
"The usual - sex, booze, debauchery. It's been a stressful week and we're blowing off steam."
She grinned at that. "Might be fun. Are there going to be any guys there besides you? Not that you're not cute or anything, but let's be honest, you seem to be taken a few times over."
That got a laugh from me. "Why as a matter of fact, yes. Marcus will be there, and I think Lori has her eyes peeled for a few guys." I saw her eyes kind of light up when I mentioned Marcus. "I'll be there. Give me the time and place." I told her the where's and when's, and left her to the rest of her day.
I spent most of the afternoon lounging around the hotel room with Karen and Lori. Mostly, we were talking strategy about how to use the new cult we were forming. By the time we were done with lunch, we had what looked like a pretty good plan. Something that would definitely keep our butts covered from the bad guys, provide us with continuing income, and of course, provide us with a steady source of playmates. All things considered, when a plan covers three macro concepts like that, you're pretty much ready to go. We also took a few minutes to grab a multi-room suite for our little victory celebration that evening.
Stacy was the first to arrive at about seven. She was guided to one of the bedrooms and told to relax for a while. I felt her mind as Lori touched it and lowered her inhibition level. I was surprised to feel that she was kind of enjoying her state of late, which was something that took even her a little aback, but some people need to lose all control before they can really enjoy themselves.
Kristine was the next guest to arrive. She was obviously nervous as she came in, but she was treated no differently than usual, and she soon settled into the corner with a drink. After that, it was Julie and Marcus as a couple. I chuckled as I felt Karen reach out touch his mind and lower his inhibition level as well. It was also obvious that Julie had noticed it, and she nodded and smiled at Karen.
Michelle was the next one to show up. She kind of smiled at the whole group nervously as she came in and sidled up to Lori and I. And from there, it got better.
We partied, had some drinks, and the occasional joint was lit, something that didn't seem to bother Marcus too much, as even he took a few hits off of one. We all got a little unwound, and soon people were relaxed, with their inhibitions down. Sean arrived after nine, and he quickly jumped into the whole vibe of the night. We took some time congratulating each other on our fine scam, and soon he was off making time with Kristine, who seemed relieved to have someone to talk to.
After a while, I walked up to Michelle and nodded to Lori. Lori got the signal and went off to the room Stacy was in. I took Michelle's pretty butt in my hands and squeezed gently, and she ground back into it.
"Are you going to use me tonight master?" she asked.
"I most certainly am. This is going to get quite a work out." I replied, and ran my hands over her ass. "But first, you have to earn your keep."
"What do I have to do?" she asked.
"Come here." I led her to the room Stacy was in, but prior to opening the door blindfolded her and tied her hands behind her back. I could feel her level of arousal rise as she felt the soft cloth bind her hands. "There's someone who needs your help, but you must be quiet."
She nodded. I opened the door and guided her to the bed. Stacy was there, in blue garter and stockings, handcuffed to the bed much the same way her mother had been. She was without panties and she was blindfolded. From the way her nipples were standing up, I could tell she was excited about whatever was going to happen to her.
I pushed the girl's mother onto the bed, and between the girls spread thighs. "You must make this pretty little thing come in your mouth." I whispered into her ear. She nodded slowly and went to work. Her tongue came out tentatively and licked the inside of the girls thigh, then worked it's way up her leg and onto her pussy. She took a moment to align herself with the girl's pussy, then licked up it slowly till she found the girl's clit, which she then nuzzled with her nose for a bit before licking it up and down. Above her, Stacy writhed under the caresses.
Beside me, I felt Lori unfasten my pants and pull down my underwear. As she got on her knees in front of me, I could see her hand getting busy on her pussy as she swallowed my cock deeply. We both took in the scene before us as Lori got us both quite warmed up for what was going to happen.
By now the woman had sunk her mouth around Stacy's pussy, and was sucking her clit while her tongue was busy working her folds. I could see the girl struggling against her bonds to feed more of herself into the mouth that was pleasuring her, and suddenly she came with a jerk against Michelle's face, then slowly settled back onto the bed as she let her breathing come back to normal
Lori came forward and pulled Michelle from the bed, leading her to a chair, and then tying her hands to it. I smiled and moved up the bed to where Stacy lay, and slowly ran my cock up and down the folds of her pussy. Stacy groaned and murmured. "Oh yes." under her breath. Her pussy was almost soaking wet, and I slid myself into the entrance to her with relative ease. She groaned as she felt my prick move into her.
I looked over my shoulder and watched as Lori played with Michelle's breasts
through her blouse and whispered into her ear. The blindfolded woman was squirming in her chair now, and it was obvious that she was steaming hot.
With a quick move, I slid into Stacy and felt myself bump against her hymen. Her hips were grinding under me, and I could feel her try to push herself onto me harder. I could feel her so tight pussy constrict and relax around me and I took a moment to savor the sensation.
A quick glance showed Lori on her knees in front of Michelle and pulling the panties off the woman. I could see an obvious wet spot on the front of them as Lori discarded them onto the floor.
I looked back to the girl, quivering and straining under me. With a hard thrust of my hips I pierced her hymen, and felt her jerk under me at the sting she felt as I moved through the membrane of her virginity. I paused a moment let her adjust to the invasion, and to savor every last second of the sensations the girl's pussy was creating for me. I ground softly into her, rubbing her clit with my groin and feeling her breathe harder under me.
I heard a gasp from behind me. I turned my head and saw that Lori had removed Michelle's blindfold, and the woman was watching me deflower her daughter. Then slowly, Lori kissed her way down the woman's body and went to work on her pussy. Within seconds Michelle sat back with eyes half closed in desire as she took in the depraved scene in front of her, and settled into the sensations Lori was creating in her.
With that fresh in my mind, I shifted my attention back Stacy. I slowly moved myself out of her pretty pussy, then back in gently. She gasped and moaned and jerked at the cuffs around her wrists. Slowly, I picked up speed as I fucked her abused pussy, and within a few strokes, she was experimentally working herself back toward me.
I reached down and rubbed the girl's clit with a finger as I sawed in and out of her. Damn, she was tight. Her hot little hole did it's best to hold me in as I took her deeply and picked up the speed of my strokes in her. Soon, we were like two animals in heat doing our best to reach our peak together. I touched her mind and found her more sensitive spots and worked them as well as I could.
The gasping and moaning young girl screamed her fist coital orgasm for us all to hear a minute later, and I practically bellowed as I came deeply in her, flooding her eager young pussy with my sperm, pulling her hard onto me as I did so.
I collapsed onto her and felt both our bodies returned to some sense of normalcy. From behind me, I could vaguely here the sound of Michelle groaning as Lori ate her pussy with vigor.
After a few moments, I got up from the bed, walked over to Michelle, and presented my still wet cock to her mouth. Her head meekly bowed and slowly, she took it into her mouth, cleaning off the combined juices of her daughter and I.
"We're going to take you to levels of depravity you never dreamed of." I said to her, as she worked her mouth up and down my cock, slowly bringing it back to life. I let her mouth work me as I moved myself back and forth into it. Lori had gotten up and uncuffed Stacy, and removed her blindfold. I heard the girl gasp as she saw her mom deep-throating my hard rod. Lori smiled, and ran her hand gently up and down the girl's neck.
"You're going to do things you never dreamed of." I said as Michelle's tongue gently snaked its way up and down the underside of my shaft. "Are you ready to become one of us?"
She pulled me from her mouth. "Yes, please," she said in a quiet voice.
"Get up on the bed, and put yourself over your daughter with your ass in the air." I said as I untied the woman's hands from the chair. She promptly got up and did as she was told, placing her self so that her face was directly over her daughter's pussy.
I walked up behind her, lifted up her skirt, and ran my hands over her. Lori was there, and spread some lubricant over my once again hard cock. I tickled Michelle's asshole with a finger as Lori's hand spread the stuff over me.
Then I grabbed the woman's ass firmly, and placed the head of my cock at the entrance to her tightest hole. From under her, I could feel Stacy's breath cooling my cock and watched as her head rose to kiss her mother's sex. Michelle let her head fall and I felt Stacy jerk under us as her mother's mouth found her clit. With a long, slow thrust, I gently worked myself into Michelle's ass.
I could see why Julie's family wanted the power all to themselves. This was intoxicating. With just a bare use of it, I had put myself in a position to satisfy quite a few of men's darker fantasies. As I felt the woman's opening enclose me, part of me wondered if this was the beginning of something better than what they had become, or worse. As I began fucking the lady's ass, and with her daughter's mouth spurring her on, I didn't really care.
On another couch, Sean was working off his hard day's work with Kristine, slowly pumping himself into the woman's vagina and enjoying every minute of it. Kristine was working under him in a mechanical fashion, but it sure seemed to get Sean off.
I shook my head and walked to the bar, poured myself a coke, and watched the scene develop in front of me. Marcus had moved up Julie's body and was sliding himself into her. Julie just moaned and groaned under him, and began pumping her hips up in time to his motions. Karen walked away from the couple and stood beside me.
"So, how did it go with Stacy and Michelle?" she asked quietly as I steered her toward the couch.
"Amazing. I think they're both now new members of our little group." I took a seat on the couch and Karen sat in my lap.
"Hmm. Did you have fun getting them to do all those terrible perverted things?" she asked in a little girl's voice.
"Oh yes, I most certainly did." I replied, and felt Karen's hand circle my cock as she reached out with her mind and touched mine. I replayed my memories of the scene with the other two women, and I could hear her purr as she felt what I had felt as I'd taken both women.
"Yes, you did." Her hand worked a little faster, and she slid my hand to her pussy, which was already very wet.
I looked over and watched as Sean lifted Kristine up and onto all fours and then took her that way, his hands grasping her breasts like handholds. On the other couch, Julie had rearranged herself and was now on top of Marcus, driving his cock into her with her hips writhing in a grinding motion that seemed to hit all her favorite spots.
My fingers were busy in Karen's little pussy, and my thumb was rubbing her clit while my fingers slowly pistoned in and out of her. "Were you being all neglected dear?" I asked.
"I was just being a good hostess," she answered. "I wanted to make sure everyone was having fun. Besides, I knew you'd be out here eventually." Karen replied. Her body was quivering under my touch, and frankly, my cock was getting harder under her attentions. I smiled, lifted her up, and moved her pussy to the end of my cock. Karen slowly slid herself down onto me and we both groaned in unison as I felt myself move into her depths.
God I was hoping for this. Karen said into my mind
You're amazing dear. I said as she slowly moved up and down on me. I looked into her eyes and we both synched our movements slowly, just lazily fucking and enjoying the feel of it. Our minds touched, and we were one body, one mind, doing it's best to give itself pleasure as we slowly brought ourselves higher.
I brought my fingers to her breasts and felt how the sensations raced through her body from her nipples almost straight to her pussy. I could feel her adjust herself so her pussy gripped the tip of my cock sending shivers up and down my body. I could tell that if she kept this up much longer I would cum too quickly, so she slowed down and kept the sensation strung out.
And on it went, the two of us reaching out and finding what got us off and made us feel alive, and doing it with a slow, gentle passion. This was no hard, straight-ahead fucking; this was two people merged as one doing their best to bring each other pleasure.
But of course, it couldn't last forever. We finally reached our peak and pushed over it gloriously, my cock flooding her deeply, and her muscles rippling around me making me cum that much harder. I could feel her orgasm explode through us both and held her closely as the last waves coursed through us.
I laid us both down on the couch and let our bodies settle like spoons. With my deflating cock still inside her, I felt our breathing return to normal and settle into the same rhythm.
The scenes were still going on before us as Julie was now sucking Marcus back to hardness, and Sean was now plundering Kristine's ass. From the other room, we heard a high-pitched wail that sounded like Stacy reaching her peak.
You know, when my dad started using me I thought I would always hate sex. Karen said into my mind. I pulled her closer and she snuggled her back into my chest. But you made it fun for me, and now I have a hard time thinking of anything else. She opened her mind and I saw a rush of images; people she had seen, both male and female, women and men, boys and girls, as she appraised them, wondering what they would be like in bed, how big their cocks were, or what their pussy's would taste like. How they would move as she did things to them, or how she would react as they did things to her.
I chuckled at that and opened my mind to her, showing much the same thoughts. I could feel her smile. Good. I'm not the only one. Lori's much the same way, but I think she likes girls a little more than boys.
Wouldn't surprise me. I knew her before she was whole and she always said that women were more fun to play with, but men were great if you wanted to be the toy. I replied mentally. That got a chuckle from Karen.
Yeah, she's an odd one that way. She's a total dominant when she's with women, but kind of a sub when she's with you. But that shouldn't be a surprise, she thinks you're some kind of god or angel or something.
I shook my head. Okay we may be forming our own little cult or church or whatever, but to be honest, I'm just guy who happens to be able to use his brain in an odd kind of way.
I like the way you use your brain. Karen said mentally in a little-girl kind of voice.
Thank you. You seem to use yours pretty well too. She kind of wiggled in my arms and got her butt right into my groin.
And I like other things you use too. I smiled and ran a finger over tummy. I took a moment to feel her mind and she let me. I got her feelings toward me of late, and truth be told, it kind of surprised me, but it wasn't entirely out of line.
After the whole scene with her father and his passing, I had, in a way, kind of become both her lover and father figure. My willingness to listen to her ideas about how to use the power had kind of warmed her in a way, as she was either always just a little girl or a sex toy for her old man. I mean, I'll admit to using Karen like a sex toy, but I had the decency to also treat her like a human being. Also, hanging around Lori and I had given her the chance to satisfy her own curiosity about sex.
Psychologists say that young children who have been abused sexually tend to have an extreme interest in sex from having been "sexualized" at an early age, sometimes to an almost unhealthy degree. Lori and I had given her a way to vent this in a manner that she enjoyed, and that also gave her a degree of control she hadn't possessed before.
I looked up and scanned the room one more time. Sean was obviously in the last stages of his encounter with Kristine, and Marcus seemed to be heading toward a thunderous end of his scene with Julie, although it was apparent that Julie was reaching an equally intense peak. I nuzzled Karen's neck and nibbled gently on her shoulder. She made a slight purring sound and pulled my arm tighter around her. She sighed quietly, and I felt her breathing even out. Within a few moments, she was asleep.
I had a collection of amazing women, a few billion dollars in the bank, and the ability to get more of all the above. All things considered, I was doing pretty well. A few minutes later I joined Karen in sleep.
I woke up a few hours later, still naked, and still on the couch. A quick glance at my watch told me it was about three in the morning. I managed to extricate myself from Karen and got up to look around the suite. Marcus and Julie were wrapped up in each other's arms. Sean was fast asleep on the other couch by himself. I walked over to the room Where Lori, Michelle, and Stacy had been.
I poked my head inside and Saw Lori cradling Stacy in her arms. Michelle must have left early. Of course, she would have to be home sometime. Stacy would be able to tell a story about crashing at a friend's house, but the wife of the DA would probably not have that excuse. I'd have to bring him under our thumb fairly quickly.
I walked out to the living room and looked out the window. Kristine was outside on the balcony looking at the stars. She was dressed in tight slacks and a wrap-around top. Quietly, I walked up behind her.
"You know what I did," she said.
"Yes, I do." I replied.
"You used me to set them up didn't you?"
"I did."
She whirled around and slapped me. I took it full on the face. "You give me every reason in the world to see you dead, you threaten my child with these little scenes you like, and then you use me to set up the people who could set me free. Is that it?"
"Essentially. I knew they'd accept the info from a source who had a reason to hate me."
"Well played. So what happens to me now, Kristine, the failed Judas?"
"You're free. You never have to see me, or any of us, ever again. There's a briefcase in the closet. Take it. What's in there is yours."
She blinked, started to speak, then paused and tried again. "It's over? I'm free to go just like that?"
"Just like that, and amply rewarded for your service."
She walked back toward the door and paused. "I don't know what to make of any of this."
"Make of it what you will, just remember that you're free now."
She walked across the living room and then to the closet, grabbed the briefcase, opened it, and gasped. She walked back out on the balcony, briefcase in hand. "I don't know whether to say thank you or to slap you again."
"Your call." I said and shrugged.
She came closer and wrapped her arms around me. I hugged her back and whispered. "You know, I loved you once."
"I know. And I know I threw it away too."
"Good. Learn from it."
"I'll try." And with that, she was out the door and on her way out of the suite.
Lori walked out of the bedroom wrapped in a sheet, and came up to me with a grin. "I heard the whole scene. Not bad, boss."
"Did you adjust her memories like I asked?"
"Yep. When the bad guys catch up to her, they'll have a mix of truth and lies that should keep their shoelaces tied for a year or so."
"Excellent." I walked back in to the living room and slowly collected Karen into my arms. I carried her to the only unused bedroom left in the suite. Lori joined us, and we all lounged under the dim light of the city.
"Did you have fun with Michelle and Stacy?" I asked quietly.
Lori grinned almost evilly. "Oh yes. Michelle's such a little slut. Once we turned her on to her body and what it could make her feel, she's been a total whore for it."
"What was she thinking when the blindfold came off?" I asked running a finger gently up Karen's ass. She shivered under my finger.
"Oh man, you should have felt it. At first, she was shocked right down to the tips of her toes, I could feel her work up to try and get out of the cuffs. But then she got all hot about it. She's like the little kid who keeps breaking all the rules trying to get the parents attention. She's been looking for a strong hand to dominate her for a while, and she's found it with you." She smiled at me. "I think she's going to make a great addition to the cult, her and Stacy both.
"What do you think of Stacy?" I asked.
"Well, she's young, tight, and sweet tasting." Lori said with a grin.
"Okay, aside from the obvious." I said back to her.
"She's coming around. That little trick you did with having her taste Dianne's pussy combined with denying her sex helped her to understand that she should maybe change her mindset somewhat. I think she'll be make another worthy addition to the church."
"Good. Now we just need to expand our base a bit."
"What do you have in mind?"
I spent a few minutes explaining it to her, when I was done she grinned. "Not bad. Your devious mind keeps paying dividends for us all. When do we start?
"Tomorrow. We should get a jump on this immediately. Call Michelle and tell her about her part of the plan. Then we'll check the rest of our talent pool."
"Gotcha boss, I'm all over it." She yawned, and pulled in closer to me. I laid my head on Karen's chest as I felt Lori snuggle into my back, and from there we called it a night.
When I woke up the next morning, Lori was still sleeping next to me, but Karen was nowhere to be seen. I lightly lifted Lori's arm and slid out from under it, then slid a pillow under her arm. She pulled it closer to her and smiled. I had to admit it made a cute picture.
I wandered the suite, taking in the morning-after scene. Sean was eating breakfast in front of his laptop, and Julie and Marcus were also doing breakfast and Bloody Mary's in front of the TV. Both of them had found some semblance of clothing, and were obviously enjoying each other's company. I wandered further and found Karen looking over the city from a bay window. She had put on a sundress, but the light reflected through it and told me there was little, if anything, under it.
I walked up behind her. How are you? I asked mentally.
I'm okay. It feels odd, having the pressure off for a while. she replied.
Yeah, for however long it lasts.
But for now, we're safe, so I plan on enjoying it, and using this time to the fullest. she said.
How so?
Look, so far, all we know is that we can read and control minds. But what else is possible? I think it's time we found out.
Good call. I think that just went right to the top of my priority list.
Excellent. She turned and kissed me. "Thanks for everything, in case I forgot to mention it," she said aloud.
"Yeah, well, you can thank me when we're survived this whole mess I seem to have stumbled us into."
"Trust me, if I die tomorrow I'm going to remember everything you've done for me and be glad." Her smile was gorgeous.
"Thanks." I replied not really knowing how to answer that. "Just don't die tomorrow, or for quite a while afterward.
"So, what's your plan for the day?" Karen asked and walked inside. I followed, enjoying the sway of her hips as she moved.
"I've got an appointment in a couple of hours, after that my day is free." I replied and poured myself a cup of coffee.
"Good. I want some more of you and Lori and sharing each other."
"I'll add it to my to-do list."
"I'll try to miss the pun implied there."
"Good idea." I sipped at my coffee.
"What's your appointment?"
"Theresa gets out today." I replied.
"I've never met her." Karen said, and grabbed a bottle of orange juice. "Is she potentially one of us?"
"I think so, but I'm not sure." I could feel Karen's mind brush mine as I said that.
"You think so, but you don't want to scare her. Good call. I think you kind of love her." Karen said and drank from the bottle.
"I...uh..."
"Don't get so upset about it. I know you love all of us, and we love you, and we all love each other. You just feel differently about us all." She was so nonchalant with that statement that I was absolutely floored.
"When did you become such an emotional expert?" I asked.
"Since I got the power, I've been studying people. It's kind of fun to observe them all." I should have figured a girl her age who had been through what she had been through would be the curious type.
"I'll plead the fifth."
"And that's why you're the boss. You're the smart one." she said and picked up the phone to order breakfast.
Later that day, I picked up Theresa at the hospital and drove her back to her apartment. It was a silent ride, even all the way up to the door to her place. She got out her keys and opened the door. Then she paused and looked at me as I stood there holding her bags with two bodyguards behind me. "Come on in, but the two big guys have to stay outside." Alex and Calvin nodded at me, and I went in.
I set her bags on the couch and waited as she reviewed a few things on her table, then watered her plants. Finally she turned. "Okay, you're in danger, and probably will be for some time."
"Yep, it looks like I'm in this for the long haul."
"And by extension, your enemies might take a swipe at me because we've been close."
"That thought has crossed my mind, too." I said and tried very hard not to stare at the floor like a kid who had been naughty.
"So my choices are to run like hell, or throw in with your side. Which do you think would be safer? Honestly."
I thought about it. "I can't answer that. If you throw in with us, you're going to be a target, but one who's prepared and ready. If you run, you'll be safe while you're moving, but there's always a chance they'll catch up." I shrugged.
"You could make me forget everything, just leave me with no memory of anything couldn't you? Hell, you could make me throw in with you. Why don't you?" She was talking quietly. Her words weren't an accusation, just a question asked by someone who was tired and really scared.
"Because you matter to me, and I want you, not some robot or some creature that looks like you. You center me, and remind me what it's like to be...." I paused trying to think of a word.
"Normal?" she filled in.
"Yeah, that'll do."
Theresa walked closer and got into my personal space. "There are others like you, aren't there? They're the ones after you."
"Exactly." I replied.
She got closer and ran a finger along my collar. "And there are other women? A few other lovers, maybe?"
I sighed. "Yes, and they're like me, too. I made them that way."
"Do you mean you made them telepaths, or made them your lovers?" she asked, looking me in the eye.
"I made them telepaths. They were lovers before that."
"I want in."
I took a deep breath. "Say it again, and think about it."
She paused, but only briefly. "I want in."
"One more time, and really think hard. Once you're in, you'll never be out."
She took a few seconds, then, placing quiet emphasis on each word, "I want in."
"Why?"
"Because you answered me with the truth. Any other man would have lied or made an excuse about it all. But you told me the truth, and decided to let the shit fall where it would. I'll go a long way for that." She came forward and hugged me. I could feel a tear hit my shirt, and frankly, I didn't know if it was hers or mine.
After a while we parted, and we both wiped our eyes. "So, when do I meet your friends?" Theresa asked.
"Tonight, if you want. I hope you're ready."
"Don't worry. I think that now that I know most of the story, I'm more ready for this than I have been for anything." She took my hand and led me to the bedroom. "But for now, I've been hurt, and I need someone to kiss it all better." I smiled and lifted her shirt. There was a small scar where the bullet had hit her chest. I leaned in and kissed it.
"For you?" I said as my hand unhooked her bra. "I'll do my best."
Three hours later, a cell phone rang in my pocket. It wasn't mine. I had given Julie a new phone and had taken hers. I had been waiting for someone to call her. I picked it up and hit the "talk" button.
"Blender Musky." I knew the code words well. I had removed the sequence it would trigger in Julie myself. If she had heard it before I had deprogrammed her brain, she would be lying on the floor suffering a massive heart attack.
"I'm sorry Julie's not in right now and frankly she never will be." I replied.
"Who is THIS!?" The voice on the phone demanded.
"This is Mr. Jones. I think you may have heard of me." I said with a jaunty voice. Across the bed Theresa looked up at me with a cocked eyebrow. I smiled back at her.
"So, Mr. Jones, what have you done with Julie?"
"Well, let's say the next time you see her will be some time around Judgment Day. Now then, please take a message to all of your friends for me."
"Who are you to give me orders?" the voice on the other end said in a hard tone.
"Like I said, I'm Mr. Jones. Pay attention." I paused a moment for effect. "Your time is through, I will see an end to what you've been doing, and I will see an end to you all. Tell your friends that, and please do your best to enjoy the time you have left." I hit the off button on the phone, got up and walked to the bathroom, and dropped the phone in the toilet.
"Who was that?" Theresa asked as I climbed back into bed.
"The bad guys. I just officially threw down the gauntlet." I replied and pulled her close.
"Aren't you afraid?" she asked.
"Damn straight I am, but I've got a feeling."
"What kind of feeling?"
"That somehow, it's all gonna work out."
"I like that feeling." Theresa said with a playful sound to her voice. "Now come over here, I've got plans for you."
I smiled and bowed to the inevitable. Tonight was going to be a piece of work, and tomorrow was another day, but right now, well, right now I had a feeling.
It felt like I was on a hot streak.
Continued in book two. Coming soon.