My head was hurting again by the time I reached the room where Suzi was. It was well after midnight, and I was absolutely beat. I almost left, however, when I found Suzi didn't recognize me again. But after a few minutes of letting a few of my tears flow, I felt it all come back to her again a moment before she called my name.

Despite my tiredness, I didn't get much sleep that night. Even though I was comforted by Suzi's physical presence, something else about her made me feel uncomfortable in a different way. It was like I could feel how damaged or injured her... spirit was. Like she had been burned terribly or was recovering from an auto accident. There was the feeling she was slowly recovering, but yet I knew she would never completely recover from this terrible wounding of her soul. There simply would always be a scar.

The following morning wasn't that restful either. I spent a good three hours being interrogated separately by the Inquisitor and two other cabal members, one of them being Patrick, the guy Gordie had mentioned. And I only have one thing to say about the guy.

He's an asshole to the fifth power.

I don't think I could have even talked him into letting a corpse go free. God how he pissed me off. He treated me like a five year old, talking down to me, speaking in simple terms even a five year old would have rolled their eyes up at, and then telling me I wouldn't understand whenever I asked him anything that he hadn't told me already.

The other one was a really butch looking woman who would interrupt our discussion with her views of what I would sound like in her dungeon as my cock was being put through who knows what. And I had the distinct impression she would have had my nipples pierced the moment I had walked in her office if the Inquisitor's warning look hadn't stopped her.

So after being scanned, grilled, insulted, treated like a child, then having my nerves continuously rattled by her damn observations while she shrewdly asked me questions I would have preferred not to have recalled the answers for, I topped of the morning by going to see Joey in his cell.

Or more like dodging his attempts to kill me by trying to head butt my stomach or groin the whole time. He was so unbalanced that his mind simply went around the commands many people had already given him, and was in a straitjacket to prevent him from hurting himself or others. I didn't dare try to form an empathic connection with him. His emotions were so chaotic and powerful, I wouldn't have stood a chance.

So after spending an hour outside his cell clearing out the useless commands in his head, I wearily went to find my mom to talk to her about Michael.

"Oh honey," she said when I found her. "You look so tired. Why don't you go take a nap and not worry about Michael until after you're feeling up to it?"

"Because if I try and take a nap alone, I'll either end up crying or thinking about how much I want to go beat Patrick's stupid head into the ground. Melissa's trying to find her brother and sister, Joey's all screwed up, I get uncomfortable around Suzi like she is, and there isn't anyone else I want to go sleep with."

"What about the twins? Your father checked on them this morning and found them awake. Why don't you go find Joy and Honey so they know you're okay, then maybe take a nap with them. I think they are still in cell 11B5."

"Huh? What are they still doing in there? Oh wait. Don't tell me. I have a pretty good idea," I said, feeling my tummy growl.

When I arrived at cell B5 in row 11, I hit the open button and walked in. I couldn't help but smile at my sort of adopted sisters. They were both fast asleep on the queen size bed, obviously having becoming sleepy after a big meal.

But considering they apparently had been locked up in here without any means of getting out, I checked their minds for any signs of stress. There wasn't any, so as I stripped my itchy clothes off once more, I had a passerby hit the close button for some privacy.

I crawled in bed with them, delighted to feel the soft sheets and their warm bodies next to me as I snuggled in to join them in slumber. Neither of them stirred, and soon I was fast asleep.

I was awakened by a warm mouth at my crotch, and another at my mouth. I didn't even open my eyes as I kissed Honey back as her sister brought me up to full arousal.

My eyes opened wide, however, when Joy pulled her mouth off and held it for her sister as she lowered her pussy on it. I barely had time to feel her slide me all the way in her before I heard the wall opening up.

"Holy shit," I said as another pair of twins walked in. As the wall shut behind them, I couldn't help but stare at the remarkable closeness in looks between the two sets of twins. They obviously were not quadruplets, but...

"Are they.. your sisters?" I asked Honey as she returned to her slow fucking.

I got a yes back, then had to close my eyes as I felt their combined empathic power begin to flow through me.

"That felt wonderful," I said a few moments later, opening my eyes up to find the four of them apparently busily communicating in the way only known to them.

I felt there was some sort of argument going on, and then found Honey unmounting me. As the two sets of twins stood facing each other seemingly deep in their argument, I studied the new twins a little closer. They obviously were younger than Joy and Honey, but it was difficult to determine exactly how much younger they were.

I concluded they must be about fourteen, maybe fifteen, but seemed to remember Joy's and Honey's breasts being bigger than theirs when I had first met them. So fourteen was probably as close as I was going to get.

My thoughts were interrupted when my twins suddenly attempted to grab the younger two. The younger twins panicked a little and backing away from their bigger sisters.

I watched dumbfounded as my two twins chased the other two around the room, finally causing the younger two to emit feelings of fear.

"Hey! What's going on! Why are they afraid of you?" I said getting ready to step in.

Joy and Honey sent me a HUGE wave of emotion that basically said, "STAY OUT OF THIS."

But the other two were now sending me their own pleas for help, and I was torn between my trust of my so called sisters and the seemingly innocence of the other two's pleas.

Just as I was about to interrupt physically, both my girls broke out in a run which was so uncharacteristic of them, I was too stunned to stop them from pulling the other two down.

As the younger girls struggled to escape, Honey and Joy began soothing them with touches and feels, obviously sexual in nature. My dick rose again as I realized that they were attempting to seduce their own younger sisters.

Joy and Honey were kissing their nude bodies as they pulled themselves up to their faces. I could feel there was something much more going on here than just a simple incestual lesbian action, and watched fascinated as the young girls' expressionless faces seemed to be struggling to remain that way.

As Joy and Honey began kissing their faces, teasing their lips with their tongues, and gently rubbing their crotches with their own, I could feel the young girls' emotions sharply increase, then suddenly as if someone had cut a string, the two pairs of twins were actively sucking on each other's mouths.

The smaller girls on the bottom lost their reservations of what was happening, and fairly quickly they were putting out as much as they received. In unison the two pairs of lovers assumed a sixty-nine position, and I sat there jerking myself off while I witnessed the four of them sucking and licking each other until all five of us simultaneously came, with my load shooting across the room.

Feeling rather weak, I laid back on the bed before I had a momentary blackout. I laid there resting for a while, listening to the four girls breathing and kissing once in a while.

I think I had only been asleep a few minutes when I heard a gasp. I sat up to find the younger two watching Joy and Honey kiss each other lovingly on the lips.

"Shit," was all I could think of to say. I had never witnessed them ever doing anything like that before. My flag pole was flying high again as Honey lowered Joy onto her back.

The younger twins seemed to feel even more uncomfortable about this, but I could tell by the way they would momentarily look at each other that it was only a matter of time before... Yep. Just like someone had cut another string. Suddenly they both just turned to each other and greeted each others mouths with their own.

I felt something strange come from Honey and Joy, and just as I had moved my attention to them I saw Honey looking at Joy in a strange way before giving her a sweet kiss on her cheek. Then Honey got off her and the two went over to break up the two younger twins.

I watched with growing curiosity as Honey and Joy went out of their character even more. Joy laid down on the floor with her younger sister and began showing her the ways of gentle lesbian loving, while Honey brought the other somewhat unsure girl over to me and placed her hand in mine. Honey made it absolutely clear it was vital I make love to her as gently and sweetly as I could, then she turned around and joined her twin.

I couldn't believe what was happening, but I knew whatever they were planning, it was something to do with what had happened to Joey and Suzi. I had no real way of knowing this. It just felt like it to me. So just as the younger girl started to have second thoughts, I reached out to her with my own empathic ability and captured her lovely brown eyes.

But then she looked over at the struggling mound of flesh on the floor, and I had to physically stop her from trying to join them. That's when I suddenly saw part of what the twins were attempting to do. Just as I had taken Joy to the brink and back alone, they were doing the same with their two sisters. They were trying to make them form their own separate identities by making them experience different events.

I could sense how close I was to seeing the little girl behind those brown eyes. I smiled at her, giving her my best open and friendly intentions, finding to my surprise that it was working. I felt there was something more to this than what I was doing. Why did all the twins want to suck me? Why was this girl going doe-eyed on me? Looking like she just got kissed by her favorite heart-throb...

"Shit," I muttered, finding myself deeply honored and somewhat unsure I was worthy of their... whatever it was. But my ego loved it, and she was just as precious as Joy and Honey had been the day I met them. And I knew there was something I had to do before anything else took place.

"Have you been given a name?" I asked.

As expected, the answer was a no. But what I didn't expect her answer to contain with it was a mixture of fear and hopefulness. And because I didn't understand the source of the fear, I took a deep breath and formed an empathic connection.

The connection was nothing like I had ever experienced before. Whenever I had formed an empathic connection with the twins before, there had been only a slight hint as to something going on beyond the emotionless steady calm they always seemed to have. My empathic ability's increased level of sensitivity now was picking the incredible finely controlled rotation of emotions, surging and receding so quickly that I swore they were almost speaking to me...

"So that's how you do it," I said very softly.

I felt the concern of the twin rise from the small peaks to larger ones, realizing that to her I was probably invading her privacy. While I didn't close the connection, I did start paying more attention on the face of the girl in front of me, stroking her cheek and closing the space between us.

But then my attention was drawn to the surges in her emotions as our lips met and her cool mouth invited me to enter by opening slightly. With fascination I studied the incredibly complex rotating emotions passing through her being. And from somewhere in my lifted knowledge, I suddenly recognized what exactly this meant.

Just like a TV station transmitting a picture using carrier waves, this incredibly fast changing of emotions was actually their way of communicating with each other without anyone else being able to detect it. And the only reason they could do this was from their finely tuned control over their emotions.

Sensing my mind was elsewhere, the girl broke her kiss with a feeling of disappointment. I felt extremely guilty for that, and closed the connection that instant.

"I'm sorry," I said, looking down at her modest breasts, finding her nipples softening and receding.

Seeing I had really ruined the mood, I looked back up at her face and said, "Can I try that again?" then pressed my lips against hers before she could give me an answer.

This time I concentrated on the task at hand, quickly wrapping my arms around her and pulling her onto the bed next to me. She melted in my arms, letting me feel her cool skin against my body while calmly responding to my kissing with her own.

I made love to those lips with my heart and soul. Gentle kissing intermixed with surges of fast frenching, we must have kissed for almost twenty minutes. Suddenly she took the lead by rolling me onto my back and while plunging her tongue into my mouth, she began exploring my chest with her hands.

Her desire was overpowering her tight self control, and while her body started to slide on top of mine, I suddenly knew she would use her power on me if I let her mount my cock.

But the moment after that thought ran through my head, her wetness slid across my hard member, sliding my tool deep within her well fucked cunt.

Not knowing what her intentions were, I attempted to capture her eyes with mine. But when I felt her emotions flood into my being, my eyes rolled up in my head while my hands went to their positions at her breasts.

As my mind begin to lose its ability to think, my own empathic abilities suddenly opened up and began to emulate what she was doing to me. I felt the shock pass through her body as she experienced the same power she was using on me, then found the harder she tried, the stronger I became.

When I found myself able to think again, I felt her attempt to take that away from me. I quickly responded by concentrating my energy in fucking the bitch, planning on taking her over the edge and keep her there, enslaving her Timmy style.

But when I finally managed to put her on her back and start driving my cock as deep as I could, I found myself way too tired to attempt something like that, and somehow her face seemed too innocent to do it to her. So as her power completely cut out, I slowed my fucking to a gentle hump, then carefully made love to her neck and face.

Her attempts to overpower me quickly left my mind, finding myself enjoying making love to this younger girl much more than I thought I would. My cock finally found the best angle to pleasure her, and even though I knew her responses were entirely faked, I couldn't help find the few sounds she made very rewarding.

When my balls began the familiar sensations of getting ready to cum, I got up on my arms and started to give her full long strokes like the ones Melissa and I had practiced so many times. As I built up in speed, I began surging my feeling of desire and pleasure with each plunge. I found her opening her eyes with each hump, feeling the emotion and the fullness of my cock fill her more and more.

The moment my dick began to surge with my seed, my eyes met hers and a connection was instantly formed. Her defenses fell, my emotions over came hers, and her young body stiffened and rolled as our orgasm washed through her helpless soul.

Then there was a sense of clarity of what my intentions were, and what hers had been. We could see each other's souls in a way I never thought possible, and while the tears started to fill the brown eyes below me, I smiled and kissed her cheek before gently dismounting.

I found the other three on the floor watching me stunned and beginning to feel the tears of their sister. As I looked each in the eyes, they immediately allowed my empathic scan to proceed, revealing their deep urge to impress their desires and needs onto the males they could enslave.

I had the impression they had all practiced their mind wiping talent enough to believe they could enslave any male on the planet. But my own abilities had spiked with her attempt to make me her toy for an evening, and now they were ashamed to find that I was pure of heart enough not to enslave the young girl while I had every right to do so.

And suddenly I felt it. A very familiar feeling that I hadn't realized I had felt before. A call from the twins I had called sisters. But this call was not sisterly in nature. This was the call of my Mistresses, the ones who had turned me into their sexual boy-toy to worship their every whim and fantasy.

All those months I had believed they had been content with just my loving caresses and my sharing moments of closeness with them where only the instances they hadn't blocked from my memory with their intense emotional vices. The Inquisitor and my mother who had both scanned my mind intensely had never even suspected they had put their controls into me, having looked for the kind of tampering that telepaths like to use.

But their call would not work this time. Awash in their emotional pull, I walked up to the pair of them and slapped them hard across the cheeks. The call stopped immediately and the twins stood there realizing I wasn't under their control any longer.

"HOW DARE YOU!" I yelled. "You, you, TRAITORS! I can't believe you DID that! TO ME! I would have done anything for you without you forcing me! I trusted you! I... I...

"NO! It's too late to apologize. No wonder all the twins wanted me, you told them all about how good a toy-boy I was, didn't you. And you were going to let your little sisters be the first to play with me! I thought you were trying to help me! Me and Suzi and Joey.. I can't believe.."

Their empathic apologizing and pleads stopped while they sank down to their knees and began to orally worship my cock and balls. Damn, they knew their way to a guy's heart. I couldn't help but lay down and let them do their thing.

While I was enjoying their licks and sucks, I reconsidered what they had done to me in the past. While I wasn't entirely clear on how often or what I did during those blanked periods, I had the impression I had enjoyed them and hadn't done anything that would upset me normally.

The fact of the matter was, I really couldn't blame them too much. Their overwhelming need to alter a male to fit their desires and pleasures had become so great that they couldn't help but take advantage of my trust and willing nature. And since they had always restored me to my regular self afterwards, I suppose I didn't have as much reason to be upset.

But I couldn't forgive them for their outright deceit. I probably would have agreed to letting them do it to me if I had known how strongly their needs were, but that was before I had lost my trust in their seemingly openness towards me.

I continued letting them pleasure my groin, finding it relaxing to both myself and them. Their younger sisters watched with emotionless looks from the bed, looking as if they were sitting in front of the TV watching an old rerun they had seen so many times.

That all stopped when the food dispenser began filling the rubber cock with its mush. Out of habit, I raced towards the cock, only to find the twins somehow had beat me to it. I watched with amusement as they would alternately bob their heads over the cock with a steady pattern.

When I actually studied their method, I immediately saw how inefficient they were doing it and felt the need to correct them.

"No, no, no. That's not how you do it! Here, let me show you how," I said spreading the girls apart and getting down on my knees.

"Yew gadda suck en big surthes, like thiff," I said with the thing in my mouth. I sucked and bobbed my head in a fast repetitive motion, and was rewarded by a big gob of the stuff being squirted into my mouth.

I pulled my mouth off to chew a little and swallow, then felt myself turn red realizing I had just insulted them by telling them how to do their business. Imagine me showing them how to suck a cock like they were some amateurs.

But because they realized I had gotten a mouth full of the stuff, they reconsidered and tried doing it my way. The other two twins soon joined us, and I had to have someone reset the equipment twice until we all had enough.

But I hadn't forgotten their betrayal by the time we all crawled into the bed with full bellies. As the fuck drug started to do its thing by making my dick rise up, I filled them in on the added ingredient to the meal we had just finished. They all became concerned as they felt their own arousal rising without their consent, and then pleaded for me to let them out so they could find someone to fuck, knowing I wouldn't be enough for the four of them.

All I did was to move Joy onto her back, straddle her face, then to her disappointment, brought Honey's ass over to fuck. My suspicion about having fucked Honey's ass many times in the past was confirmed when she didn't even flinch from my fast entry. Her ass fit like a well fitted glove, and I enjoyed fucking it for a half an hour while Joy licked and sucked my balls and scrotum.

A sudden shifting in both their positions told me the other two had joined us, then allowed the younger pair to use up some of the drug on their sisters before stopping the action and calling the younger twin I hadn't touched over.

She immediately started to lower her mouth towards my cock, but stopped when her nose reminded her where it had just been. I got off the bed, had her assume the position, then entered her ass without attempting to loosen her up.

Unlike Honey and Joy, I found the master of the younger twins hadn't resisted sodomizing them, and in fact the twin I was fucking had already been fucked once that day, finding her ass already lubed and loose. This was probably a good thing, however. If I had taken her cherry without her master's permission, I would certainly have been in deep shit.

The drug induced need to fuck was something I had become used to and had gained some control over my actions while under its influence. The girls, however, were completely out of control, and they were finding their lesbian sex was only making them desire cock even more.

Joy was the first to break off from the three cunt licking sisters, walking up to my face by straddling her younger sister and mercilessly began sucking my face.

I continued my ass fucking while I ran my hands all over Joy's body and sucked at her face as she did mine, then felt another mouth licking at my bouncing balls. As if that wasn't enough, the other young twin suddenly leapt onto my back, then steadily began humping her fingers while sucking and licking my neck.

Oh God. I wanted to fuck all four of them at the same time. My movement was so restricted, however, I couldn't even successfully fuck the one my dick was in.

I shook the one off my back, managed to stop Joy's sucking and Honey's licking, then without pulling out of the ass I was in, I laid down on my back and started telling them where to go.

With two fingers in each of my twin's asses, and my tongue straining to fuck the remaining twin, the four twins began fucking in synchrony, quickly working up to their normal slow fucking speed.

Suddenly they all started struggling to change their positions, all four of them turning towards each other and coming together in a fourway french kiss. Or more like a French lick. Anyway, the results of which caused me to cum, and cum hard.

A little too hard, actually. I hurt my head from the strain, and was well on my way to blackout city when I sensed they were about to cum also.

I don't know how I did it, but I managed to keep my tired tongue and fingers straight and as cock like as I could until the four of them finished their orgasm. I don't remember anything but noting they were done before passing out.