TOMMY TAKES CHARGE OF PAUL

BY KENNA
kenna198401@aol.com

[ part 13 ]

The school year was underway and Tommy was working hard to learn everything he could. He still took time to dally with the girls and women of the town, but he made sure his school work was done and even worked a little harder to learn just a little bit more. His teachers were impressed with his effort, but then they adored Tommy just like everyone else in the town.

On the other hand, Tommy was becoming quite annoyed at Paul. He was using Tommy’s power and the promise of friendship for life just to sate his lust for little girls. There was always another cute girl he wanted. He kept asking Tommy for more of everything. He’d even had the nerve to ask Tommy to make the teachers give him A’s just like Tommy. The big difference was that Tommy was earning his A’s.

For the time being, Tommy took out his frustration with Paul on others. Today he was down in his dungeon with the 16-year-old Gina McVee. He had a special pair of rooms set up for a special kind of torment for a girl. There was a hole in the wall between the two rooms that worked like a set of stocks. Right now Gina was down on her hands and knees with her head stuck through the hole in the wall. Her nude, helpless, headless body was in one room. Her helpless head was in another room. Tommy was in the room with her head. There were three men in the room with her body.

To start, Tommy just watched Gina as she discovered she wasn’t alone in the other room. Her hair was pulled back in a ponytail so he could see her face. Her eyes opened wide in surprise. “Hey, what?” she said in alarm as Tommy guessed a hand had touched her for the first time. Her head twisted as if trying to look back, but there was a solid wall between her and the action in the other room. She could only use her sense of touch to tell what was going on. “Get… get away from me,” she said to the wall.

In the other room, one of the men had his hands on her bare ass. The tight ass twisted away, but there was a limit to how far Gina could move. He easily kept his hands in place as another man reached under her and fondled her tits. They couldn’t hear a sound from the other room as the body jerked and attempted to pull away.

“Tommy, please,” pleaded Gina. She’d just been put in this precarious position moments ago by the boy. She may have adored him, but she didn’t want her body to be at his mercy. “Get them away from me.” She couldn’t even quite recall why on earth she’d let him fix her up like this. She was bigger than him and could easily have resisted. But he’d made her kneel and put her head through the hole. He’d closed the stocks down over her neck. He’d removed her clothes despite her pleading. Then he’d appeared in her vision.

“Them?” said Tommy. “How many are there?”

Much as she wanted to block the feelings coming from the other room, the question made her focus on the hands that fondled her. “Three… I think,” she said.

“Tell me when you’re sure,” said Tommy.

“At least three,” she said. “Three touching me.”

“Where are they touching you?”

“My… my breasts, my bottom, and my vagina,” she replied. Tommy corrected her wording and she responded more appropriately, “My tits, my ass, and my pussy. Please make them stop.”

“Let me know when one enters you,” said Tommy, ignoring her pleas.

“You mean… in my pussy?” she asked in disbelief.

“Yeah, tell me when one starts fucking you.”

“Oh, no, please Tommy, not that,” whined Gina.

“Or should I say when one starts raping your virgin pussy?” taunted Tommy.

“Aaaahhh,” gasped Gina.

“What?” asked Tommy, wanting to torment her as much as possible.

“A finger... I think it’s a finger… is in my pussy.”

“Not much longer now,” said Tommy. He picked up a little plastic hook and lodged it in Gina’s nostrils. He pulled the elastic cord back over her head and attached it to her ponytail. He added insult to injury by toying with her helpless head as her rape was imminent. He popped a ring gag in her mouth, stretching her mouth wide to seat the hard plastic ring. Then he removed his clothes to show Gina his hard cock. Inexperienced as she was, she still knew how vulnerable her mouth was and what Tommy had planned.

“Unnggghhh,” gasped Gina. Gagged as she was, that sound and the way her eyes opened in shock told Tommy that she’d just taken her first cock.

He walked over to the TV set that was in the room and watched as the first man pounded into her tight pussy. Then he rolled it over to Gina and lowered the stand. Turning the TV so she could see it, he watched her face as she realized she was seeing her body. He used the joy stick that controlled the camera to show her body. She could see the hands touching her and see the man’s hips thrusting forward and back. Her feelings of her body told her the view was live. Tears rolled down her face as she was taken.

She turned her head away from the TV, unable to watch. But there was no escape for her body. The man’s thrusting got more urgent and then she felt him spasm inside her. She was filled with his cum. The cock pulled out, but seconds later another cock filled her.

Too excited to wait any longer, Tommy grabbed her ponytail and put his cock through the ring gag. “You may not gag,” he said as he thrust his cock to the hilt. She felt it push deep into her throat. It was nauseating, but she found her normal gag reflex failed her. It was then that the wave of lust swept over her. It came from an unknown source that confused her for a moment. It was demanding, yet it wasn’t her desire. It was a foreign sensation. As Tommy’s cock pounded in and out of her mouth, the feeling coalesced into a desire to cum. It felt masculine, angry, and aroused. It was then that she realized Tommy’s feelings were spilling out and filling her head. He wanted her. He wanted to hurt her. He wanted to abuse her. She felt his warm, salty cum fill her mouth and then the presence in her mind faded.

Sated, Tommy removed the nose hook and gag from the girl. He was upset at himself for losing control. It was time he did something about Paul rather than continue to take it out on random girls.

He dressed and went to the other room. The third man had just plunged his cock into Gina’s virgin ass. Tommy stopped Gina’s dad and sent him and her two uncles away. Her dad was left unsatisfied. Part of his plan had been to tell Gina at the last minute who had been abusing her. Now that his rage had passed that cruel act was no longer important. He left Gina to wonder forever who had taken advantage of her.

Tommy had known for sometime now that his powers had grown from that first night when he’d slowly led his babysitter, Lisa, into submission. Then he’d had to take it gradually, almost like hypnotizing her. His mother had been difficult, too. His sister had been somewhat easier. Now his mere presence was all that was necessary to bend the will of anyone.

Once he’d had to make people look in his eyes. Now he’d gained control of blind people as well as sighted people. He’d gained control of immigrants who couldn’t even speak English. Somehow, he reasoned, simply saying the words focused his mental power into the commands that any mind, regardless of its original language, could understand. He’d had to learn control so that his thoughts didn’t affect the people around him all the time.

Yes, it had been fun for that first month at school for the new school year, but distracting as well. He’d walk down the hall and look at a sexy girl and she’d practically jump him on the spot. Without a word, he could communicate his desire and fill his victim with insatiable lust for him. When Rachel Ingersoll had stripped in the hall, he’d had to do a lot of work to cover it up. Half the student body saw her and heard her, “Anywhere, anytime, right now even.”

To gather his thoughts, Tommy walked to the scene of the original bug bite that had given him the power. He still met with Susanna here every Saturday, but today it was Sunday. He was surprised to see her there. “What are you doing here?” he asked her. His eyes ran over her clothes. She was wearing her Sunday best, looking like she’d just come from church. Normally she came quite casually and, more recently, sexily dressed.

“I came as soon as you called,” she said. “Didn’t have time to change.”

“Called? I didn’t call,” said Tommy.

“In my head,” she said. “I heard you coming to the swamp.”

“Oh,” said Tommy. He was a little disappointed that he’d unwillingly sent a message, but she was an intimate friend. There was a common bond between him, her, and the swamp that had existed from before he’d ever had his power. “You look pretty,” he told her.

“Really?” she said, blushing. She spun around to show her nice dress.

Knowing he’d never said that before, Tommy said, “Yeah, well, you always look pretty. Just today, well, you have a pretty dress, too.”

“Tommy!” said Susanna, blushing again at the compliment. A contented sigh escaped her lips. The whole town adored Tommy, but she had him to herself once a week.

The powerful boy could have anyone he wanted and he frequently did take girls without ceremony. Yet, he’d led her along slowly, seducing her without using his power. At least he’d tried to avoid using his power. It had leaked out to place her under his spell back in the time when he hadn’t known it could leak out. She’d been willing, more willing than her strict upbringing would have allowed.

He’d had her the first time three months ago. It had been so thrilling to fuck the trembling virgin that he’d made her forget about it. He took her for the first time the next week and the next and the next. Each time was a first for her and each time was thrilling for him. Now he placed his lips against hers and kissed her passionately. Her body relaxed. He had allowed her some memories and she knew she liked kissing. She knew she’d been naked for him before, so she stripped off her Sunday best, her bra, and her panties. As usual, he tied her to the tree naked.

His hands ran over her body, touching the small tits that she offered him. He kissed her again, enjoying the freely given love. His hands roamed down the gentle swell of her belly and stopped. He’d never noticed the gentle swell of her belly before. “Susanna? When was your last period?”

“Tommy?!” gasped Susanna, surprised at such an intimate question.

“No, really, when?” he insisted.

“A while,” she said. “A few months. I didn’t like it anyway, so I don’t mind that I haven’t had one.”

“You’re pregnant,” said Tommy.

“No way,” said Susanna. “I’m a virgin. I’ve never done it. I couldn’t be... could I?” She was pretty sure she knew how it worked, but now that he mentioned it, she knew Tommy was right about no periods anymore.

Tommy saw the problem. The poor girl thought she was a virgin, yet she was actually quite an experienced sexual partner. He’d probably gotten her pregnant that first time. “Well, not actually,” said Tommy, trying to think quickly. “We did it once… three months ago.”

“How…?” she asked. “I mean, without me knowing?” She looked down at her belly. “Your baby?” she said, looking up with a new glow.

“Well, it kind of goes like this,” lied Tommy. He’d been caught deceiving her and now tried to avoid hurting her feelings. “Afterwards you wanted to pretend it hadn’t happened, so I told you to forget it.”

“Oh,” she nodded, accepting the explanation. “You made my mind forget it, but you couldn’t make my belly forget.” She smiled like she’d never been happier.

“Guess so,” said Tommy.

“Good, then untie me and let’s do it again. I’ve been wanting to do it for… oh, three months or so, but we never do. Oh, I wish I hadn’t forgotten that first time. It must have been magical.”

“Oh, it could be magical again,” said Tommy. He untied her, laid her back, and for the last time he took her for the first time.

As they went their separate ways, Susanna said, “Momma and Daddy are going to be so thrilled.”

“That their 13-year-old daughter is pregnant?” said Tommy, not believing that parents could be happy about that.

“That I’m having Tommy’s baby,” she said proudly. Now that was something Tommy could believe. By now there were several proud parents whose daughter was having Tommy’s baby.

As he made his way back out of the swamp, Tommy spotted Bambi waiting for him. Aside from Susanna, no one ever intruded into his swamp anymore. As he walked up to her, she said, “She’s pregnant.”

“Yeah,” said Tommy. “How did you… oh, you can feel the baby?”

“It kind of works up gradually as the baby develops,” she said, “but three days ago there was no doubt about it. It’s a boy and he will have your power.” She learned from tracking Tommy’s exploits that there was a 50-50 chance of the baby getting his power. This girl was one she hadn’t known about until now. “You’ve been seeing her for a while.”

“From before I got my power,” said Tommy. “She’s kind of a secret.”

“Kind of special,” said Bambi.

“I suppose,” said Tommy.

“More special than that skinny gymnast?” she smiled, referring to Melody.

“Yeah,” agreed Tommy. He’d once wanted Melody as his girl friend, but she was still failing to conceive. He took it out on her with frequent abuse. She’d become more of a sex slave than a girl friend.

Bambi didn’t bother to tell Tommy that a skinny gymnast often didn’t even have periods and couldn’t get pregnant. Low body fat had its own protection based on lean times for humankind’s ancestors. Having a baby in drought or famine was hazardous to the woman’s health, so the reproductive system shut down. Melody’s sleek, muscular body mimicked those lean times of old. Bambi even encouraged Melody to work out strenuously and maintain her lithe, limber gymnast body. She took a devilish delight in watching the pretty girl get abused by Tommy.

Walking her ward back to the house, Bambi said, “We’ll need to move her into the house.”

“Do we?” Not that Tommy wouldn’t like having her around, but it seemed to violate their special Saturday time.

“I went to her house yesterday,” said Bambi. “Her parents are dirt poor. She’s not getting the nutrition a mother needs.”

“OK,” agreed Tommy. It would be nice to have her around, but the innocent girl had no idea what went on around his house on a regular basis.

“Another thing,” said Bambi. She stopped, forcing Tommy to stop walking and look at her. That meant something serious. “What the fuck was that this morning?”

“What?” asked Tommy.

“You upset the entire household and, for all I know, half the town, too.”

“Oh, you mean the spill.” That was their word for when he lost control.

“Spill my ass,” said Bambi. “Hurricane Katrina was a spill. This was a fucking flood. Tommy, you mouth fucked everyone in five mile radius.”

“Five miles?” Even Tommy was in awe of his power sometimes.

“I’m exaggerating,” admitted Bambi. “Less than five miles, but that’s not important. You lost it. Paul has to go.”

“But we’re…

“… friends for life,” cut in Bambi. “I’ve heard that before. He’s not your friend. He’s using you.”

“Yeah, yeah,” said Tommy. “Tomorrow after school. I have a send off for him planned. I’ve just been putting it off. I’ll do it tomorrow.”

The math test at school on Monday bolstered Tommy’s resolve. Paul sat and doodled on the test, then afterwards told Tommy to make sure he got an A. Tommy had once thought his best friend might become his most trusted advisor when he ruled the state, the country, or even the world. More than once he’d told Paul to study and learn. Now Paul was a pathetic leech who would be of no value to him in the future.

While Tommy was at school, Bambi had made the calls he expected and sealed Paul’s fate. Not imagining that he would ever be a victim, Paul followed eagerly into the depths of the dungeon. Tommy used the same hole in the wall that Gina had experienced the day before. Curious at Tommy’s odd request, but still certain nothing bad would happen, Paul stripped, got on his hands and knees, and stuck his head through the hole. Tommy dropped the stocks in place, sealing Paul’s head in one room and his nude body in another.

When Tommy came around to Paul’s head, he led Paul’s original three girls into the room, Kathy, Linda, and Jodie. He’d long since lost interest in them and they’d been sent back to their families. Today they were back for Paul’s going away. The trapped boy, bored of the girls, thought little of them even as they stripped off their clothes for him. When Tommy put straps around theirs wrists and hung them from the ceiling, Paul’s interest picked up. The sight of the flat chested, hairless little girls stretched out for his viewing pleasure was arousing. He could feel his cock grow and reached back to stroke it.

Abruptly Paul got his first indication that his helpless body wasn’t alone in the other room. Hands grabbed his wrists. “Hey, Tommy,” said Paul. “There’s somebody in here. What’s going on?”

“Sure,” said Tommy. He deliberately misunderstood his former friend. “Me, Kathy, Linda, and Jodie are in here.”

“No, I mean, in the other room with me.”

“Oh, that somebody,” said Tommy. He glanced at the TV screen that showed what was happening in the other room. A big black man was wrestling Paul’s wrists under control. He chained them behind Paul and then high up on the wall. The boy’s hands were trapped, making him even more helpless than before. “He’s the cheat police,” said Tommy. “This is what cheaters get.”

“Funny, Tommy,” said Paul. “He’s chaining me up. I’m stuck, Tommy, let me out of here.”

“Paul, you’re not getting out of there,” said Tommy. “I’ve told you over and over to take school seriously. I’m disappointed in you and your attitude. Do you remember what happened to your parents?”

“We sold them,” said Paul. His face went white. “Tommy, you can’t sell me. Please, I’ll change. I’ll stop cheating and start paying attention.”

“Too late,” said Tommy. “It’s not just the cheating. All you do is take, take, take and you’ve stopped giving anything back. You’re not my friend anymore. You’re just using me to get thrills for nothing in return.

“I thought we were having fun,” said Paul.

“You were having fun,” said Tommy. “I’m trying to do something good with my power, but you were just having fun at my expense. It’s time for you to pay for using me. The guy in the other room is your new owner. I can’t back out on the deal.”

“Holy shit, Tommy,” wailed Paul. “He’s… ahhhhhhh.”

Tommy glanced over at the TV screen. He finished Paul’s sentence for him. “He’s squeezing your balls and it looks like it really, really hurts.”

“Fuck you, asshole, get your hands off me,” yelled Paul. He knew full well that the man couldn’t hear him, but he yelled anyway.

Tommy saw the man pick up a wooden paddle. “Oh, hell yeah,” he said. “This is going to be a surprise.”

Paul had watched Tommy torment many a girl in that same position. He knew nothing good was about to happen. “What? What? Jesus, Tommy, what’s he going to … eeeeeeeeeeeee aaaaaaaaaa … oh God, oh God, not the paddle … eeeeeeeee aaaaaaaa fuck, Tommy, stop it.”

“Want to meet your new owner?” asked Tommy.

Tears were running down Paul’s face as he suffered through several more swats. “Fuck you, Tommy,” he spat once the blows appeared to cease. “I don’t want to meet him. Just get me the fuck out of here.”

“I sold you to the longest bidder,” said Tommy.

“You mean highest bidder?” asked Paul.

“No, I mean the longest bidder.” Tommy left. Paul was left hanging his head, no longer interested in the three tied and naked girls as they struggled in front of him. When Tommy returned, he was followed by the big black man that had delivered the spanking.

Paul paled at the sight of the man. He was already nude, sporting a hard cock that was at least a foot long. He was a huge man in every dimension, looking like he could break Paul in half with his bare hands.

“See,” said Tommy. “The longest bidder.” The man handed him a dollar bill.

“A dollar?” said the shocked captive. “You sold me for a dollar? What happened to friends for life?”

“I don’t need the money,” said Tommy. “You disappointed me and used me. Friends for life? Hah, life as you know it just ended.” He paused for a moment and then said, “Oh, and by the way, you will not gag on his cock. Now open wide and say ahhh.”

As Tommy stepped away, Paul did his best to comply with the command. “Aaahhhhh,” he said as the cock slipped between his lips. He eyes crossed as he tried to keep the massive member in view. It just kept going and going. He felt the cock slide down his throat, filling him up. The big balls banged against his chin and then he felt the sickening feeling of the big, long cock sliding back out. It poised with the head in his mouth and then sank deep again.

Tommy lowered the three girls one by one as Paul sucked the big, black cock. As they were released, each girl crowded close to Paul’s face. “Suck it, loser,” said Kathy. “Suck it like you made me suck yours.”

Linda pressed in and said, “Holy cow, it’s big… and so black.”

When Jodie got her chance to gawk at her former master, she said, “Geez, I think his cock is going clear through the wall into the next room.”

Tommy let the girls go next door to toy with Paul’s body. Once there, Jodie picked up the paddle and started swatting Paul’s ass. From his position with Paul’s head, Tommy could tell when each blow landed because Paul grunted and thrust his head forward. It seemed like the boy was trying to take even more cock. Meanwhile, Kathy stroked Paul’s cock, keeping it hard, but not letting him cum.

As Paul’s new owner came in his mouth, Tommy added, “And swallow every drop. From now on, you will let your master fuck your mouth whenever he wants and you will swallow his cum.”

Paul knew by now that argument was futile. He held his tongue as his new owner left with Tommy. His head was alone now, but he knew his body was still at the mercy of the little girls. Then, he knew the girls weren’t alone with him. He felt the big hands of his owner on his body. His ass cheeks were pulled apart and he felt the big cock poised against his sphincter. Helpless to resist, he grunted in pain as the cock pushed past his tight asshole and deep inside him. He felt like he was being split in two. “Tommy!” his head screamed in vain in the soundproof room.

After his ass was thoroughly fucked, Paul was released from the stocks. With his head and body both in one room now, his last chance at resistance faded as Tommy said, “Quiet, hold still, and obey your master.”

Paul stood placidly without complaint though his mind reeled at the events. He’d enjoyed it so many times when he’d watched Tommy do his magic. His body was under Tommy’s control, but his mind was free to experience the galling feeling of being owned and abused. He could only hope that before too long Tommy would say, “I hope I’ve made my point and you’ll be a better friend now.”

His master put a collar around his neck and then tied his hands behind his back. Laying Paul down on the floor, the big man continued to work quickly. He tied Paul’s ankles and then pulled them up behind Paul, tying his wrists and ankles together in a severe hogtie. He rolled Paul onto his back and put his cock in a small cage. There was barely enough room in the cage for his flaccid cock. As long as it was in place, he couldn’t get an erection.

Paul’s master had a chain with three clips on it. Paul watched in horror as a clip was put on each nipple. “Open your mouth and stick out your tongue,” said his master. Paul fought with all his mental might, but he’d been ordered to obey. His tongue came out and the third clip went on it. The chain was short enough that now his tongue and nipples were stretched, competing for relief that would not come. The turnabout was especially horrible. He’d pinched many a little girl’s nipples just like this. He’d cum in many little girl’s mouths and asses. This wasn’t supposed to be happening to him.

Then the big man picked up the 13-year-old Paul like he was light as a feather and set him in a trunk. He closed the lid of the trunk, leaving the frightened and stretched boy in darkness. Hefting the trunk up on one shoulder, he said, “Much obliged,” with a nod to Tommy.

“No, thank *you*,” said Tommy as the man left.

Back upstairs, Tommy sat back to relax for a moment. He was not happy with what he’d had to do, but it had to be done. Bambi was also upset about what Tommy had done. “You couldn’t just send him away?” she asked.

“No,” said Tommy. “He was part of my past, not part of my future. I needed to make a point for myself more than for him. I’ve learned a lesson from Paul – not to trust the wrong people. And I had to watch him get packed up and taken away so I’ll never forget that lesson.”

“It’s scary,” said Bambi. “Scary to watch you do that. What about me, your mom, and your sister? How do we know that won’t happen to us some day?”

“That could happen to mom or Holly,” said Tommy, matter of factly. There was only one person in the world so far that had earned his total trust and loyalty. “But your birthday gift was that it won’t ever happen to you. Remember? I can’t ever get angry at you.”

“Yes, I remember,” said Bambi, thankful that she’d chosen a good birthday present.