Puffy white clouds hang high in the sky casting shadows on the fields of grass surrounding a road, a peaceful and quite scene. A car... A familiar red car... approaches from the distance, then pulls up beside me.

I'm sitting in my Mustang and finding myself looking Tim in the eyes as Eric silently gets out of his car without a word.

I hear a count down, "Three, two, one," and instinctively push on the petal to make my car go, but my ears only hear the roar of Tim's engine as we pull out.

I knew I was going to beat him again, even though he kept getting further ahead with each shift. Right on cue, the crossing lights came on as the train blew it's horn, and I look over at Tim expecting to see his face whiten with fear.

But his eyes contained a look I had never seen before, fearless and bright, with just a touch of insanity to them. There was no doubt in my mind he wasn't going to stop this time, and it was then my car's speed started to decline. As the train's whistle blew its long wails and the crossing light dinged in my ears, I struggled in vain to get my car back up to speed.

I nearly missed seeing his car jerk up slightly from the dip in the road by the track as mine slowed to a stop. My eyes locked on and zoomed in to watch the distance between the onrushing train and the side of his car close faster than I could even blink.

I was then standing right there by the tracks, witnessing the exact spot where the train first touched the side of his car. Just as the impact crushed the passenger side door, I heard Tim exclaim, "Damn it! You won again!"

The next instant, I was hurled into the air from the explosion of flames and noise, my body becoming lighter and less distinct, and then I heard Eric's distant anguished cry....

"Noooooooooo!"

I woke up with a start, my heart pounding as it took me a few moments to take in my surroundings and recognize where the hell I was. Then I sat up slowly and threw my feet over the side of my bunk bed, wondering why my back was feeling so stiff.

A voice from the lower bunk said, "You're Joseph?"

I looked between my bare legs and feet to see a Latino guy about my age looking up at me before I said, "Yeah."

"My name is Nathan. Grandfather said you.. require a voice to..."

"Link with, yeah," I said, my heart starting to speed up again. "I take it you're interested?"

"Si, but only if your link can strengthen my voice too."

I jumped down to the warm marble floor, but because my legs were as stiff as my back felt, I ended up landing on my face instead of my feet.

Nathan didn't move a muscle to help me, and the asshole was even laughing at me too, so I managed to moan a "Fuck you."

As I struggled to get up, he finally helped me up while asking, "You have trouble with heights?"

I sat down on the bunk next to him to recover and said, "Fuck, no.. My legs are really stiff for some reason."

"I have seen people have this problem before. It will go away in a day or so."

"I take it you been living here a long time?"

"Si, half my life. I have voice, but it isn't strong like the others. You help me get strong voice?"

"Well, we can try. I can't promise anything though. You want to try now?"

"Not yet. Questions first," he said, moving to sit beside me. "How do you hide from me?"

"Huh? Oh, you mean how do I keep you from scanning me and stuff. Sorry, but I can't tell you that. You understand?"

"Si. I understand. So.. You like girls?"

"Shit. Yeah, I like girls."

"You like to.. uhhh.. make girls fuck?"

"I'd like to do that, yeah."

"You no keep? You let go afterwards?"

"Probably. That's the way I've done it in the past, but I might keep one or two girls a lot longer than the others I enslave."

This seem to trouble him a moment, but then he said, "Grandfather tell you rule?"

"Which one? He told me lots of.."

"Only one slave per voice. That rule."

"Yeah, he told me. I just meant.."

"Only girls. No boys. Grandfather said you like boys too."

"No I don't!" I said insulted. "Look! You want pussy, I want pussy. If we link, I'll do what I want and you do what you want. If you can't handle that, then I'll find someone else to link with, understand? Any more questions? If not I'm getting my dinner."

"I apologize," he said with sincerity. "My words are clumsy, and I do understand. You and I have this in common. I not strong enough to not do as others say. I wish only to be equal, not above. I wish to decide what I do instead of doing what others tell me. My word to you I will not tell you what to do if you do not tell me what to do too."

"I'll agree to that.." I said, feeling more comfortable about him with that out of the way. "Anything else you want to ask?"

"Yes, just one."

"Well? What is it?"

"Why are you here? Grandfather did not say, just you are not decided to stay yet."

"That's kind of a long story. I'm really pretty hungry. Mind if I eat while we talk?"

He nodded and stood up, his own legs appearing little shaky, but not as much as mine were. I couldn't understand why my legs and back were so stiff, but I forgot about it once I had left the barracks and headed for the food.

Shit, I guess it's time to explain where the fuck I was in the first place. To put it simply, I was in the South American country of Venezuela as the guest and sort of patient of the man known as Gladius. Yeah, the guy who created the twins and shit like that.

Anyway, Gladius owns this... I guess you could call it a town. Shit, it was more like a fortress since the entire place was surrounded by a huge stone wall that was guarded night and day. The population of this town was a mixture of all races and creeds, the largest amount being native Venezuelans, but the few telepaths who he employed and the empathic twins he bred were the only free thinking people there. The rest were simply his slaves in which he uses to breed even more slaves.

I'm not sure if Gladius had found out about my... Shit. Rebellion? Whatever you call dropping out of school, fighting with my parents and sister night and day until I just left and swore never to come back, all while constantly looking for ways to fuck up Tim's life,... Whatever that is, that's what I had done, and after spending two weeks living on my own without speaking a word to any friends or family, I was only too happy to accept Kain's offer to return to Venezuela with him to see if I'd like to work for Gladius in his keep.

Kain.. He's this twenty something Venezuelan guy who was supposedly in the states to kidnap this particular type of woman for some reason or another, and we bumped into each other when we both had been casing out the same chick named Michelle. I was at this diner at lunch time looking for someone who felt something from my coin. Michelle walks in and sits down at the counter, so I leisurely sit down next to her and order a soda like I had been doing the last ten times I had tried it there.

We started talking, I showed her the coin and let her hold it, and after she failed the test, I was about to go when Kain sat down and asked if he could see it.

Shit. That scared me. I mean, either he was a coin freak like John or an experienced telepath who had at least seen another coin like mine before. I wanted to find someone who hadn't developed their telepathy yet so I could trick them into letting me link with them. Once linked, I would enslave them before helping them develop their own abilities as much as I could.

Kain immediately explained that he had been scanning Michelle while I was talking to her and became curious when he tried to scan me and found I could hide my thoughts from him. After a few nervous minutes, I relaxed finding he had no intention of taking my coin from me or enslaving me, and then after I explained what I had been doing and somewhat the reason why, he offered to take me to Gladius to work for him.

When I got there though, Gladius himself told me he could not rely on me because I was "empathetically damaged" due to the improper conditions during my recovery from my empathic wipe. He gave me the choice of either permitting his girls to treat me or leaving his keep penniless and with no ticket home.

Shit, what else could I do? I didn't know a word of Spanish and had come there without a passport or any other form of ID. My dad had tried to stop me from leaving home by burning my drivers license and ATM card, and transferred the little money I had in my checking account to the savings account which I couldn't access until I was eighteen. But he didn't hide his own wallet at night since it was kept next to his bed. I simply waited for my mom and dad to fall asleep, then snuck in and took all his cash and his ATM card which he didn't know I knew the pin number to.

Anyway, I knew Gladius had me by the balls, and it scared the shit out of me thinking what he might do to me if I agreed to let those brainwashing bitches do their thing on me. I was absolutely against it until he offered to have one of his voices allow me to link with them. Between that and the fact that I was sure he was capable of enslaving me himself if that's what he wanted to do, I agreed to his conditions and went somewhat willingly with Kain to begin the first of six "treatments".

I was telling most of this to Nathan as I ate like a horse. I explained that I had just finished the fourth treatment and had just woken up from sleeping off the effects of the five hour long fuck.

Nathan grinned and asked me, "You like fucking Grandfather's girls?"

"Shit, yeah. I know they do something to me to want it, but I still can't help but get hard thinking about my next time. What about you? You ever fuck a twin?"

"All us voices get tested by Grandfather's girls every three weeks, and if we fail their test, they "correct" us. None of us like that kind of fuck, and I've been corrected five times. Your fuck is different. I've never had that kind before."

"Do any of the other voices get to have the good kind of fuck with them?"

"Kain does, and I think a few others have but they won't tell. Do you feel any different from your treatments?"

"Yeah, I guess I do a little. I mean, I've only been here a week, and most of that time I've been either sleeping or eating or fucking. I haven't had time to really find out if I'm feeling different than before. What? Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Have you fucked other than your treatments?"

"Huh? No, why?"

"Oh.. I thought you fuck slave or something."

"Why? Can't you fuck the slaves any time you feel?"

"No. We only allowed to have one slave at a time, and not any of Grandfather's. We have to find our own slaves outside. Gordon and Jonas take mine, and I am not strong enough to fight them. Maybe with link we can keep our slaves like the others do. All the voices have partner. All but me."

I couldn't help but feel a little sorry for him. Especially since I was pretty sure that Gordon was this twerp about fourteen. Shit, he was more of an asshole that a twerp. The first time he had seen me he had instantly used his voice on me to try and make me get him a drink. I went along with it just so I could purposely dump it over his head, and after I did that, I filled him in on the fact that I was a guest and he better not fuck with me.

While I hadn't actually been told that the others would get into trouble for messing with me, Gordon didn't try anything like that again, but he was working really hard to get around my self encrypting thoughts while I had been eating breakfast that morning.

Even though I had just slept for six hours, I was feeling really sleepy by the time I finished eating. I think I barely kept my eyes open long enough to make it back to bed before slipping into a deep sleep again.

The next morning I woke up feeling stiff again, but not as bad as the day before. I wasn't going to have another treatment until the next day, so I decided to do some exploring, having not seen much of the place except the courtyard were the food was given out, the barracks where I slept, and Kain's lab where I went for my treatments.

I shared the barracks with fifteen or so men, but the only time they ever used it was at night. None of them ever spoke a word to me as they mechanically showered and climbed into bed every night around ten. After they got up at the crack of dawn and filed out to do their work in the fields, I had the whole place to myself until they returned that evening.

I'll say this much for Gladius. He runs a tight ship. As I wandered around the town, every person over the age of three was hard at work in some fashion or other. Women washing clothes, sewing clothes, making pottery, taking care of the children who were too young to be in school.

Shit. School.. It wasn't anything like a school I ever heard of. There were only two men and two women teaching at least sixty children between three and twelve, and besides Kain and Gladius, they were the only voices over the age of twenty. They were in the middle of their French lesson, but during the lesson one of the men went over to this one girl and apparently gave her a pop quiz on blow jobs.

That's pretty much when I knew the treatments hadn't helped me a bit. I wanted that kind of power, I wanted to order a little girl like that to suck me off, then fuck her up really really bad before taking her mind and using her in every form of sex I could think of.

I left the "school" and started searching for Nathan, yet continued to do some exploring too. Most of the buildings were simply housing for the slaves, the women's sleeping quarters all having two bedrooms separated from the bunk beds, but otherwise their uniform monotonous look was identical to the men's bunkers like mine. The exception to this was the maternal wards where women with babies were given private rooms, showers, and other luxuries the others didn't have.

The children's quarters were pretty much smaller versions of the adults, but I was surprised to find they had play areas stocked with toys. I wondered if this meant that children required that kind of activity in order to grow up somewhat normal.

All those buildings I found to be empty, but several other buildings were in use like the one where the food was prepared, another where the laundry was done, some metal works, and a bunch of others which I didn't bother to check out that looked pretty much the same.

I had no idea of what Nathan or any of the other voices did all day. Kain had told me that there were thirteen teen voices working for Gladius, and they all had jobs to do during the day to earn their board and meals. I found it very strange that any voice would put up with such an arrangement, for they could have easily gone out and lived like kings instead of working seven days a week in that slave pit.

I was on my way back to the court yard where they would be serving lunch when a guy appeared twenty yards behind me and started ordering me to do something in Spanish.

"I don't speak Spanish, and I'm not one of these... people," I said, finding the guy was irritated at me for some reason.

I felt his mind try to command me to follow him, and I barely was able to hold him off before he stopped and frowned at me for a few moments.

Then he turned and whistled down to another guy in the distance, and I watched that one jog towards us with a grin on his face while the other motioned for me to follow him inside a rather large building I hadn't tried.

"Holy shit," I gasped, finding the building littered with nude women in an assortment of sexually inviting poses and positions. I looked over at the guy who I had followed, then mirrored his toothy grin just as the other guy came in.

The second guy asked the first something which I figured to be "What did you want?" then in the middle of the response, the second guy said "Ahhhh.." and looked at me with a grin spreading on his face.

"Welcome to the whore house. My name is Chris, and yours is Joseph, right?" the second guy said in perfect American English.

"Yeah, but call me Joe. You're American?"

"Yep. Born in Philadelphia, raised in Texas, but for the past five years I've been working here. You like the scenery?"

"Fuck yeah. Uhhh, is that all it is though?"

"What?"

"Scenery."

"Oh.. Well, yes and no. You see, these bitches are all owned by us, the male voices. You can't fuck any of them unless the one who owns them allows it, but we generally will say okay as long as we get to do the same to yours. I take it you're going to join us here?"

"Yeah, I hope so. Uhm, you know Nathan, right?"

"What, pip squeak?" he laughed. "Yeah, we all know him. Why?"

"I was looking for him, that's all," I said, sensing they wouldn't like the real reason why.

I felt his mind touching mine in a probe, then grinned at his confusion and said, "Sorry. No peeking."

"Shit, I've never... Well, if you want some free advice, I wouldn't get too friendly with Nathan if I were you."

"Why?"

"He's desperate for a partner, that's why. We all have a partner to rely on to watch our back and help each other when we need it. Peter's my partner, and you'll need one too if you don't want to end up sucking someone's big toe every night. Nathan's a voice, but he's so weak he's worthless as a partner. You'd be better off joining us until someone else comes along. We could use the extra mind, not that we don't do okay on our own."

"Uhm, thanks. I'll keep that in mind. But I'm not officially one of you yet, and Gladius told Nathan to talk to me about something, and I just remembered something he needed to know. Do you know where he is right now?"

"He's in the medical building, probably playing doctor with some of the patients again," he snickered.

"Thanks. I'll see you around, alright?"

"Yeah.. Just remember what I said, though."

"I will," I said giving him a fake but convincing smile. "I don't want to suck anyone's toes."

That fucker must have thought I was born yesterday or something. I mean, first his "partner" tests to see how strong my defenses are, then he attempts to impress me with the whore house before ripping on Nathan and trying to talk me into joining their group. But I knew his game. I saw the grin he had on his face while jogging up to us. It had been one of those "he fell for it" kind of grins.

At least he didn't lie to me about where Nathan was though. I found him in the medical building, and it kind of startled me to find him there finger fucking a woman who wasn't even conscious.

"Is that a new way to diagnose herpes or something?" I said behind him, making him jump.

"I... I..." he said, turning red.

"Shit, it's cool, Nathan. I'm sure I'd do something like that too if I had the chance. Look. I've been doing a lot of thinking, and if you're willing, I'd really like to do the link with you. But you have to promise me one thing."

"What?" he said, before sticking his wet finger in his mouth for a taste.

"Shit.. You're so horny you'd fuck a dead cow, wouldn't you? Shit. I want you to give me your word you won't ever hide anything from me. We got to trust each other if we're gonna be partners"

"Really?"

"Yeah. Really. So.. What do you say."

"I say yes. When do we do this link?"

"Well, right now if you want."

"Will it hurt?"

"No."

"Do I have to lay down?"

"No! Shit, all you have to do is let it happen when you feel me trying to form it with you. That's it. No deposit required."

"No deposit?"

"Never mind. Are you ready or not?"

He looked at me for a moment, then sat down in a chair by the door and nodded his head.

I swear my heart was pounding so hard in anticipation that I thought I was going to faint before I could form the link.

Shit. Just feeling the link gave me a such a woody that I had to adjust my cock in my shorts right there in front of Nathan. And when I felt the minds of the people around me, I was so fucking horny, I considered fucking the bitch who he had been playing with when I had come in.

"That's it?" Nathan asked.

"That's it. Do you feel any stronger?"

"Must test it," he mumbled to me as he concentrated really hard.

Then his eye grew really wide and he got really excited, exclaiming something in Spanish before hugging me like a fool.

"Shit, what the fuck did you do to test it?" I asked him once he had let me go.

"My slave is now mine again!" he exclaimed with glee. "Come, Joseph! Come and meet my sister! Then fuck her with me!"

"Your sister?" I said shocked as he pulled me out into the hall. "You enslaved your sister?"

"Si. She was my fantasy. But for three years Jonas and Rico and now Gordon have kept me from having her and used her themselves. But now she is mine again. Thank you, Joseph. My gratitude is yours forever."

"Shit."

Shit, was I horny. I was humping my shorts as I ran to the whore house with Nathan, and as soon as I was through the door, I took control of the first bitch I saw and had her undressing me while I took over the next one.

Nathan was only interested in his sister at the end of the hall, so he didn't notice what I was doing. I had one sucking on my cock while I sucked on another's tits and taking control of a third who then joined the task of the first.

Shit, I was like a kid in candy store. When I finished taking the mind of the fourth and started on my fifth, I had the first three move out of the way so I could mount the fourth and start humping away. The other three began licking each other all over, then after I exploded inside the fourth, they joined the fifth and sixth in fighting the fourth for their fair share of my cum which was dripping out of her cunt.

I must have spent a good hour with those girls, fucking each one at least once, and fucked the fourth two more times because her cunt was so fucking hot. I completely forgot about Nathan until I was flat on my back and listening to the girls slurping each other out with my eyes closed.

"Oh no..." I heard his voice say from the other end.

"What's the matter?" I asked, barely having the energy to sit up and look at him.

He was standing there at the other end of the hall with apparently his full grown sister sucking his soft cock.

"Amigo.. You have broken so many rules.." he said with forlornness.

"Oh? Which ones?" I said, laying back down and closing my eyes again.

"You fucked them without permission from their masters, and right now they are committing a sin! Please, amigo.. make them stop their evil actions.."

"What are you talking about?" I said, opening my eyes and looking over at the six slurping girls. "They're not committing a sin.. They're just.. pleasuring each other.."

"It is a SIN! he cried as his sister began humping his fully hardened cock with her mouth.

"Looks like you like that kind of sin," I said, grinning at him. "Let me guess.. Gladius doesn't like any kind of homosexual sex? Even when it's girls doing it?"

"Please stop, amigo," he groaned as I directed two of my fuck sluts to disentangle themselves from the group and approach Nathan and his sister with eyes trained on her.

"Oh, come on, Nathan," I said grinning ear to ear. "She's worked very hard to pleasure you, so the least you can do is let her be pleasured too. Look.. See? She likes the feel of other sluts licking her neck and shoulders."

Nathan groans again and starts humping his sisters mouth from my sneaky stimulation of his balls and cock. He didn't seem to be aware that you could control the body's senses directly, for he only protected his mind and not his body. I considered the possibility that all the voices there believed all control was centered in the brain, but I quickly assumed that Nathan simply wasn't experienced enough to learn that lesson yet.

We were interrupted by the door opening, then a voice exclaiming, "What the FUCK!"

Nathan and I both froze for a moment, then Nathan whimpered as he came and that spurred me into action.

Shit. It only took me a second to get around Leon Parkinson's defenses, and I wasn't even half way turned around before I had put him in a dream state just on instinct. I had done it all without even thinking about it, and after I had turned around to face him, it took me a few moments to realize what I had done.

"Holy shit," I said softly.

"Damn, I'm good," I said proudly a moment later. "Look, Nathan. I... Hey.. It's cool, Nathan.. He's in dreamsville.."

"Dreamsville?" Nathan said in a very small voice. "Amigo, we are in very bad trouble...."

"Hey... Trust me. I've had a lot of experience at covering up things like this... Shit, Nathan. Don't you think you over did it on the cock sucking bit?" I said noticing his sister was still sucking on his cock.

"Vera, go to our room and clean yourself up," he said after looking down at her for a brief instance. "Joseph, do you understand we would be enslaved ourselves if we attempted to 'cover up' and it fail? Grandfather's girls can detect such deceit ten feet away.."

"Heh.. You're just not very good at keep your mind off of things you don't want others to know about," I said before realizing that was truly a problem.

I looked at him with a thoughtful gaze and asked, "Nathan, do you trust me?"

"Trust does not come easily to me," he replied honestly. "I trust you more than the others, but not blindly so."

"Leon," I said to the eldest of the male teen voices as I turning around. "What would you do to us for using all these girls?"

"I wouldn't have done anything until talking to the others."

"And what do you think they would have done?"

"Probably enslave you two for a couple of days and play with you."

"Wouldn't Gladius get upset?"

"Nah.. As long as the work gets done and we don't break any of his rules, he lets us run things the way we like."

"I see," I said while scanning his open and defenseless mind. "Nathan, why don't you go to your room and wait for me there. The less you see, the better, okay?"

"Si," he said nervously. "You come to me when you finish?"

"Yeah, and don't worry. Everything will be all right. Neither of us are gonna be anyone's toys. You can trust me on that."

The first thing I did was to do some fancy encrypting on Leon's memory concerning what he had seen coming in, then had him turn around and walk out before waking him up believing he had done what he had came there to do without any recollection of what had happened. It was pretty much the same kind of technique I had used on the girls I had used, and if Tim and Sarah both couldn't uncover them, I figured none of these assholes had a chance to.

I'm not a greedy man, but the idea of letting all those women go... Well, if I was gonna be caught for tampering with the other slaves, I figured I might as well have tampered with all of them. I really didn't believe anyone would find out. It was probably a pretty stupid thing to do, but at that point I didn't care. I spent almost an hour cleaning up their memories and encrypting my controls in their heads and leaving just a tiny rat to report to me if they hear something I should know about.

Oh man.. That was the smartest thing I ever did. Shit, if I hadn't done that, I would have been up shit's creek without a paddle about a year later.

Nathan's room was on the third floor of the building, and after getting off the elevator, I was really surprised at how nice the hallway was. The ground floor had been kind of dingy with low lights and no air conditioning, but the upstairs was nice and cool, brightly lit, looking more like a fancy apartment building than the dump it appeared to be downstairs.

There were four rooms on that floor, and after I knocked on the one I sensed Nathan was behind, I simply turned the knob and walked in from his reply to come in.

"Damn!" I exclaimed, finding his room was like a penthouse. "Do all the voices get a pad like this?"

"Si," Nathan said softly and sleepily from the bed.

His sister was asleep with her head on his chest, and I took that opportunity to get a good look at her. She had a very pretty face, and I guessed her age to be around twenty or so. I was trying to see if they looked alike at all, but was distracted by Nathan carefully slipping out of the bed.

"Amigo, you smell of sex. You must shower," he said, walking to what I assumed was the bathroom.

I followed him and found a bathroom not quite as nice as Tim's back home, but still was very nice. Nathan walked up to the toilet and started pissing right there in front of me, and I got this really weird feeling he was testing me somehow.

I shrugged it off and went to start the water in the shower, then felt his eyes appraising me while I was taking my clothes off. I wasn't sure what his intentions were. I mean, I was pretty certain he wasn't interested in me, and I certainly wasn't interest in him in that way, but I couldn't help but wonder if that's what was going on.

Once I was in the shower however, I forgot about Nathan as I let the water rinse the tension away, but after a minute or two, I was startled when Nathan opened the door and got in.

"What are you doing?" I asked him nervously.

"I smell of sex too," he said simply. "And I have some.. questions.."

"Questions?" I said, expecting him to ask about homosexual sex and shit like that.

"Yes. You are seventeen?"

"Yeah..." I said cautiously while soaping myself up and keeping my eyes from looking at him.

"I am seventeen too. But you are much bigger than I. Why?"

"Uhm, I guess it's hereditary," I said, feeling my skin turning red.

"Hereditary.. This means what?"

"It means.. Shit, Nathan. My dick is bigger because my dad's dick is bigger than your dad's.. You understand?"

He laughed at this, then when I looked at him, I knew I had misjudged his question.

"No no, amigo. I am not talking about our... penises.. You have much more muscle all over than I. How did you obtain such muscle?"

I turned red again, then said, "Shit.. I'm sorry Nathan. The way you were lookin' at me made me think... Uhm, anyway, I work out a lot, that's all. Fuck, I need to start working out again too if I'm gonna keep them. I don't suppose this place has a weight room, does it?"

"Weight room?"

"Yeah. With weights and exercise equipment..."

"Si, next to the medical building. It's for male slaves about to be sold."

"Really? Cool. Hey, if you want, you can go with me and build up some of your muscles.. You know, you're not all that out of shape yourself. In fact, out of all the other voices I've seen, you look more in shape than any of them."

"Si.. I do more physical labor than they. Until now..." he said, turning around and bending over to wash his lower legs and feet.

Shit. One look at his ass spreading open like that made my cock get hard before I could avert my eyes. I turned around myself to finish up my own showering, but fuck... I couldn't get it to go down with him once in a while bumping up against me as I washed.

What was more disturbing to me was the fact that.. Well, I had never felt sexually attracted to another guy except Tim before. And ever since Sarah killed Tim's rat he put in my head, I had easily converted my desire to fuck his ass to raping his ass. That's not what I wanted to do with Nathan. I felt the same attraction that I had for Tim before Steven mucked around with my mind.

I hesitated before bending over to do my own feet and lower legs, and then I fell over from surprise when Nathan started washing my back with his hands. When I looked over at him to demand what he thought he was doing, I found him grinning at me, knowing I had mistaken his innocent gesture as something less innocent.

He didn't say anything, and let his grin fade away as he held his hand out to me to help me up. By that time my hard on was on its way down, so I accepted his hand and allowed him to pull me back to my feet.

"Joseph, may I ask you a question?" Nathan suddenly asked very seriously as we finished up.

"Don't call me Joseph. Call me Joe..." I said, almost biting my tongue to cut off the 'e' sound from 'Joey'.

"Then... May I ask you a question, Joe?" he asked carefully.

"I guess.."

"How did you learn to keep voices from reading your thoughts while you are not linked with one?"

Shit. I felt like a bomb had gone off inside me. I was just suddenly so angry at Tim for.. for EVERYTHING! I almost couldn't hold it in, but I managed to only let a little out while I spat, "Before the fucker stabbed me in the back the first time, Tim and I.. Let's just say we figured it out together."

"Tim.. He know how it works?"

"Yeah.. He's the only person who can get around it too, I think. See? That's another thing about him I can't stand. He's the only person who I can't hide my thoughts that way. I can't have any true privacy with him. I hate him always looking over my shoulder and making sure I'm not doing anything he thinks I shouldn't be."

"Joe, I know very little of this Tim whom you speak of. But while Grandfather was telling me you might be able to strengthen my voice, he had a telephone call. I did not mean to listen to what he was saying, but Grandfather is leaving this evening to go to America..." he trailed off as we got out of the shower.

I waited for him to continue as we toweled off, then because he hadn't by the time we were hanging up our towels, I grabbed him by the shoulders, looked him in the eyes, and said, "And?"

Nathan's indecision was painted clearly on his face, so I said, "He's going to see Tim, isn't he. He gonna tell them I'm here... FUCK! I bet Tim arranged all of this! I bet Gladius is doing his mom a favor by keeping me here and 'treating' me! I'm right, aren't I!"

"No, amigo! No, nothing like that!" he said desperately. "I don't know for certain, but... If your Tim and the Tim he spoke of on the phone are the same, then..." he said as his desperation turned back to indecision.

"WHAT!" I screamed at him as my anger concerning Tim caused me to exert a great deal of pressure on his bare shoulders.

"He's dead, amigo! ARRGH! Let go of me!" he cried while struggling to get out of my grasp.

It took me a few seconds to absorb that, and I just managed to let his shoulders go before the shock paralyzed me.

I must have stood there for a couple of minutes without moving a muscle except letting my arms slowly return to my sides. I couldn't believe it. Tim? Dead? Could it be true? Could he really be dead?

Nathan said something to me, and after a few moments I looked over at him to see what he wanted.

"Do you need a doctor?" he said worriedly while slipping a shirt on.

I shook my head, then suddenly felt a little weak in the knees and decided I had better sit down. I ignored Nathan's panicked reaction when I started walking towards the bed where his sister laid asleep. I ended up laying down since his sister was no longer occupying the space, and I laid there staring at the ceiling for a long time, a lot longer than what it had seemed.

Shit. I didn't know what to make of my feelings. At times I had said I wanted Tim to die, but I guess I never really had meant it. I mean, part of me was celebrating the fact that something horrible had happened to him, but the problem was I hadn't been there to witness it, nor had I had anything to do with it. And all that anger I had... Well, if he was dead, then I would never get the chance to use that anger against him, never to get my revenge, never to see him regret betraying me, regret being my friend...

That was the biggest shock of all. While for the most part I was feeling cheated and shit like that, there also was this sadness... One I didn't want to admit I had, but I knew it was there all the same. A sadness that meant I would miss him, miss him as the good friend he once had been.

So you see, I was really confused about what I felt about it. I never questioned the possibility that it might not have been Tim who Nathan had heard Gladius talking about. I guess I just knew it to be true.

I was startled when Nathan returned and I found it was getting dark outside. He seemed very wary of what my reaction would be to the question which he was wanting to ask, and after ten minutes of not saying a word to me, I finally said, "What's on your mind, Nathan?"

"What do you mean?" he said nervously.

"You know what I mean," I sighed, looking back up at the ceiling.

He didn't answer right away, but I knew he would once he built up his nerve. Nathan didn't have much confidence when it came to expressing his concerns and feelings that might upset other voices. I couldn't blame him either, figuring he had been the toy of the others on many occasions before when he let something slip that one of the others didn't care to hear.

"Are you upset with me?"

"Huh? No. I'm not the least bit upset with you. Why?"

"Then why..." he began as his confidence failed him.

I sighed, finding myself not really wanting to get up but sat up and turned towards him anyway.

"Uhm, Nathan... I'm sorry I hurt you... I didn't realize I was squeezing you so hard. But I thought... Well, it doesn't matter what I thought. I promise I'll never do anything like that again. Okay amigo?"

He just looked at me with this confused and rejected expression on his face, so I said, "What?"

"Why have you... You are no longer linked with me. I don't understand why you.."

I must have blinked awfully hard or something when I realized he was right. I wasn't linked with him any more. It took me a few moments to analyze this, then I said, "I'm sorry, Nathan. Really sorry. I didn't know I had killed the link."

"Then you do not plan on linking with someone else?" he said with caution.

"Fuck, no.. I wouldn't be able to trust any of the others like I trust you," I said, forming the share link with him again.

"Good," he said with a considerable amount of relief as he accepted the link. "I almost told Gordon to go play with himself when he took my sister with him to his room, but without your link, I would not be able too.. What are you doing?"

I was at his dresser looking in his drawers for something big enough for me to wear, then said, "Well, if you and I are gonna go teach Gordon and the others a lesson, I'd rather not go naked, and my clothes... smell of sex, you know."

Nathan didn't say anything until I was about to turn around, then he startled me with his face right next to mine saying, "If I do something... against the rules, would you..."

I looked in his eyes and said with a big grin, "Cover it up for you?"

He put on a less confident grin of his own and nodded his head, and I knew right then and there Nathan was my kind of telepath. One who didn't mind whose rules he bent or broke as long as nobody got hurt in the end. And most of all, one who was for the time being completely dependant on me to provide him with everything he needed to be free to do so, just as I depended on him.

I knew it was a bit premature, but I couldn't help believing Nathan was the perfect person to be my partner, someone who would never say I couldn't do something because it was wrong. And for the time being he was incapable of overpowering me enough to enslave me, so I decided I would show him the tricks of my... er.. our trade.

Fifteen minutes later, Nathan walked up to Gordon's door on the fifth floor and was about to grab the handle when his confidence ran out again.

"I bet he's fucking her right now," I prompted him from down the hall where I stood ready just incase he screwed up somehow. "Yeah.. I think he is too.."

Nathan squinted his eyes in determination, then grabbed the handle and flung the door open.

"You will RETURN what is properly MINE this instant, or I will have you as my TOY, GORDON!!" Nathan exclaimed.

"What's got into him?" I heard a voice that wasn't Gordon's.

"I don't know. When I grabbed that cunt of his tonight, for a moment I thought he was going to hit me but he didn't. Look at him.. He's such a wimp. He looks like he's about to shit in his pants now for what he just did."

"What do you want to do with him?" another voice said.

"Hey.. Can we do that dog thing again?" a fourth voice said.

"No... Not the dog thing.." Nathan whimpered.

"Shit," I muttered as I realized Nathan wasn't about to carry out his plans since he believed we'd never be able to overpower all four of them.

As Nathan whimpered again while getting down on his hands and knees, I carefully felt out who else was in there, finding they were there having a slave swap, and instantly used one of the girls' eyes and ears to see what was going on.

I couldn't help but grin at how relaxed and careless the four voices were being as Nathan crawled up to one of the slave girls and started sniffing her butt like a male dog would, and then was startled to find the sight rather arousing. And not just to me, but Nathan as well.

After a few minutes of this, I decided that the idea behind this was to get Nathan extremely horny and uptight without letting him satisfy himself on one of the five girls he was sniffing.

I realized it had been Chris who had suggested the dog thing, and I got really angry realizing that Peter, his partner, also spoke perfect English from the way he was telling the girls to fart in Nathan's face, something which Nathan definitely didn't like. I got so angry at him that I had found a way around his shield before I even realized I was doing it, but then took that opportunity to disable his use of his telepathy without letting on to him or the others I had.

Once I was finished with Peter, I moved on to do the same with Chris, finding him easier to do than Peter, and that he was really thinking of some nasty things to do to Nathan after his partner had had his fun.

I found Jonas to be the challenge of the three guest voices. I couldn't get around his shield without alerting him and Gordon to it, for they had developed some kind of intermutual defense where they both shielded each other's thoughts. I gave up when Jonas sensed my probe enough to send out one of his own, and I held my breath as I shielded my presence from it hoping he would just think it was his imagination playing tricks on him.

"Nathan, were you trying to probe me?" he asked a moment later.

"No, sir," Nathan said unhappily.

"Gordon, did you feel it?"

"No," Gordon said, sending out his own probes.

"Nathan, you better not be lying to me," Jonas said while attempting to scan Nathan's mind.

"What's the matter, Jonas? Having a little trouble reading his thoughts?" Chris said humorously.

"As a matter of fact, yeah. I am," he said with a slight sound of urgency.

"What?" Gordon said before attempting to do the same. "Shit. Nathan, either let us in your head, or we'll..."

"Or what?" Nathan said with a slight threat in his voice.

"Or you'll be licking those asses instead of sniffing them," Jonas answered before attempting to break through Nathan's barrier.

"I think you'll be the one licking asses," I said from the door as I attacked Jonas's own barrier to distract him from Nathan's weakening one.

I flinched when Gordon attacked mine, but then felt his attack slacken when Nathan managed to back me up by attacking his.

"You.. two.. can.. join in... any... time now," Jonas said in a rather strained voice to Chris and Peter.

"I can't!" they both said at the same time a moment later. They looked at each other, then Chris said, "Oh shit."

"Nathan, I'm ready if you are," I said, managing to prevent my voice from sounding strained like Jonas's had been.

"Ready for what?" Chris said, getting up to his feet.

"Ready to teach you four assholes a lesson," Nathan spat as he broke through Gordon's barrier and took control.

"Fuck!" Jonas said as Gordon's protection of his mind failed right before I broke through what was left of his defenses.

"What exactly are you going to do?" Chris said walking up to me with anger in his eyes. "You realize by helping this whimp you'll be a target by every voice in the building."

"I don't think so.." I said taking off my sandals and glaring back in his face. "We haven't broken any rules, and I don't think anyone is going to challenge us after we beat them fair and square. All I did to you two was keep you from ganging up on us, which by the way you tried to do and is against the rules..."

I nudged his shin with my left foot, then wiggled my toes when he looked down at my bare feet.

"You're not serious," Chris said looking back up with the first look of concern I had seen him display.

"I'm very serious. Unless you would like to perform some of the things you were gonna have Nathan do?"

Chris's eyes opened wide from that, then once he indicated he submitted to my punishment, I said, "Okay, Nathan. Call me when you're finished playing. I'm going to take these two up to your room so you can have some.. uhm.. privacy."

Nathan grinned at me, having waited to do anything to his two entranced victims while there were witnesses.

I had a pretty good idea of what he had in mind, so I took my time enjoying having my feet licked clean before commanding them to go straight to bed so they wouldn't attempt to try and help the other two.

When I knocked on Gordon's door and announced it was me, I was surprised to find his sister answering the door. The room was completely dark, and as she lead me to the bed, I realized the other slaves were gone.

"Joe, my amigo, my partner. Come and lay down here with me and enjoy my slaves," Nathan said in a very smooth and calm voice.

I was startled to find Jonas and Gordon under their own control again, but was pleased to learn that Nathan had figured out how to disable their abilities for the time being.

"I have waited to share this moment with you," Nathan said as I laid down beside him.

"What moment?" I said as I sensed a breath upon my cock, triggering the intended response.

"The moment I have my revenge for the years of pain I have endured because of these two," he said. "I could not think of a better punishment than this."

"Than what?" I said as a soft mouth and tongue began lapping at my cock. It was when their teeth accidentally touched my shaft that I realized it was not Vera sucking my cock so inexperienced like.

"Shit, Nathan... I like your style," I said when I found Jonas's disgust and arousal battling for control while he attempted to give me the best blow job he could.

Nathan had driven them almost crazy with desire before giving them an ultimatum of either giving us blow jobs under their own free will, or spending the night entertaining us as two horny dogs who liked to lick. I never had considered Nathan having a dark side like that, and I admit it kind of scared me that he had. But then I knew his dark side was no where as near as dark as mine, so I didn't worry about it and just enjoyed Nathan's present to me.

After blowing our loads into their mouths and getting a good laugh at Gordon barfing on his own bed, I spent three hours showing Nathan how to encrypt their memories so no one could find them, or at least no one but me, and then helped him apply the same kind of technique to protect his own thoughts.

He was a little upset when he tried to use what I had taught him to read my thoughts, but before I left his wonderful room and headed back to my crummy bunk bed for the night, he told me thanks and that he understood why I wouldn't teach him how to do that.

That night, I was dreaming about having a mansion with slaves lined up waiting to serve me when it suddenly went all black. I couldn't move, and after a few moments I saw a light come on somewhere behind me. At first there wasn't anything but the light, but then I heard a sound of whispering growing in strength until finally I heard a familiar voice.

"Joey?"

"Tim? What the fuck are you.."

"Joey... I don't know where I am..."

"I don't care! Get the fuck out of my head!"

"Joey please... You're the only one I can.."

"You want to know where you are?"

"Yes.."

"You're dead, Tim. Go fucking rest in peace and leave me alone."

"I am dead then.. I thought as much.. Look, I'm sorry Joey. I guess I couldn't leave without saying that... Take care of yourself, okay? I love you."

"Yeah?! Go to hell!!"

The light faded and went out, then after I closed my eyes, I woke up.

I was pretty angry for a moment, but then I told myself it had only been a stupid dream and rolled over to go back to sleep. But before I closed my eyes, my coin caught my eye, hanging from a chain hooked into a crack in the wall next to my bunk.

I looked at it, and looked at it some more, then suddenly realized.. The light could have been coming from the coin... My heart started racing thinking that maybe....

I tried to go back to sleep, but I kept thinking about it, and unintentionally kept opening my eyes to look and see if the coin was glowing again or not.

It never did.

I woke up late the next morning feeling pretty bad about myself. I mean, I thought I had better control of my anger than that, but Tim had caught me off guard and I wasn't really thinking straight.. Shit, if I had it over to do again, I probably would have done the same thing, but a part of me still regretted it.

When I noticed the pair of twins standing next to the bunk watching me, I nearly fell off from surprise.

"Shit, don't you know how to knock?" I gasped, then jumped down beside them.

I felt their impatience, and that's when I suddenly remembered I was supposed to have met them at Kain's lab for my "treatment" about an hour ago.

"Shit, I'm sorry.. I had a bad dream last night and... How long have you been waiting for me to wake up?"

They never moved as I felt their response pass through me.

"Well, why didn't you wake me up then?" I said, determining they had been there at least a half an hour or so from what they had sent me.

I didn't really understand their answer to that, and I guess they didn't expect me to understand because they didn't try to explain any further. They just turned around at the same time and began walking out.

"Fuck... Can I grab something to eat first?" I said, knowing they expected me to follow them immediately.

The answer was clearly no, and even though I was pretty hungry, I went with them without any further argument. My cock was wide awake and wanted to get on with it.

Kain wasn't in his lab when we arrived, but it wasn't like we need him anyway. I laid down on the mat like I had the past three times, then wondered where the "blank" was who the other twin fucked while her sister fucked me.

That's what Kain called them anyway. And the name fit them too. They were like zombies almost, not really mindless, just.. Well, I guess they were mindless.

I was just kind of laying there waiting when I noticed the twins were staring at me.

"What?" I said when I realized they were doing more than just staring at me.

They looked over at the door, then they both knelt down and moved in between my legs.

"Shit, you two want to suck me? Why? I would have thought... Oh yeah... MMmmmm.. Yeah, it's been too long since I've had it that way.."

I wasn't sure when the blank arrived since I was really under deep. I could have been under for hours before I came out enough to feel her cunt take my cock inside her.

Shit. When you're being fucked by a twin, they can make you recall anything they want, make you experience images and emotions like as if they were real, and they basically tried to simulate the anger and hatred I felt for Tim in order to apply it to something more constructive. I guess they just didn't understand how powerful my anger was. They never got close to the intensity which I had felt under Steven's control, and I figured that's why their treatments didn't seem to work on me.

The share link I had with Nathan kept me from getting tired after they finished my treatment and I was actually feeling pretty horny still as the one who was on me sank down on top of me asleep.

Shit, I wasn't really thinking straight when I rolled her onto her back and started to fuck her. I was just getting up to a good speed when Kain walked in and caught me.

Oh man, I thought I was fucked for sure. I mean, fucking a twin without their permission... That was not only forbidden, it simply had never been done before.

Shit, Kain sure put me in my place. He was a powerful son of a bitch, that's for sure. After having defeating the four voices yesterday without having to seriously strain myself, it was a real wake up call when I couldn't hold off Kain more than a couple of seconds before he broke through my shield and took control of my body from me.

I was so fucking scared of what Kain would do to me as he marched me to Gladius's outer office, and then when we got there, I realized that Gladius was gone and had left him in charge while he was in the states.

Kain wasn't like the other voices. He was at least in his early twenties, and didn't seemed worried about ever having to leave Gladius's keep. And when two twins came in and stood faithfully beside him at Gladius's desk, I suddenly realized Kain wasn't just a voice from off the streets, but somehow related to Gladius himself.

But despite he was Gladius's second in command, I was relieved for a moment to find he couldn't take action against me without Gladius's permission. Kain must have spent twenty minutes on the phone trying to track Gladius down, and then finally announced that Gladius was unreachable until his plane arrived somewhere in another eight hours.

Shit. He just left me standing there in the office unable to move, unable to fall asleep.. I couldn't do anything but stand there, and he was gone for several hours that felt like days to me.

When he did finally return, I guess he took some pity on me from the way I was swaying back and forth. The next thing I knew, I was laying on the floor waking up, and until I heard Kain's voice snarling to get up, I was completely lost to where I was.

"Grandfather seems to think you and that.. Nathan need to go out and get your fill of fucking and enslaving before you can be held accountable for your actions. He has ordered that tomorrow after your last treatment, you and Nathan are to leave and spend the next two weeks on the outside to do whatever you want. But when your time is up, you are to be back here and ready to obey our rules or suffer the consequences."

I couldn't believe it. Even though I didn't let myself think it while in Kain's presence, I knew if I got out of there... with Nathan... Well, I didn't think I'd ever have to look at Kain's face again, that's for sure.

The first thing I did after Kain let me loose was head straight for Nathan's place were I knew he was there fucking with his sister again.

Nathan really had a loose schedule. I mean, the way he had explained it to me made it sound like he ran the medical center, and that as long as he did his work, he could go in at any time and spend as long as he wanted there. I found out later that his real function there was nothing more than a scanner. But because of his status as a voice and the fact that there were no other voices working there, anything he said was instantly obeyed, and for the most part, yeah, he ran the place.

Shit. When I walked in his door, Nathan was asleep on top of his sister with his legs spread apart around her enough that I could just barely see the darker shading that surrounded his ass hole. For a moment I had this overwhelming urge to run my tongue across it, but then I started to get angry at myself for having these kinds of urges and feelings about him.

I had never used my voice on myself before, but I decided the next time I had an urge like that, I would do whatever it took so I would never have it again. I didn't do it right then and there because I wanted to see if I could control it in more natural ways first.

I had another reason not to do yet too. While he was sleeping like that, I kept getting these flashes of deep familiarity concerning him, like I had known him all my life like I had known Tim. I was trying to figure out what it was about him that was triggering this, and I couldn't rule out something sexual.

Shit. You know how they say you never forget your first kiss, and you never forget your first fuck? Well, I think people get biased as far as what attracts them by what those people had looked like. Anyway, I decided it wasn't something sexual because even though Nathan was Tim's size and everything, Nathan had dark brown hair while Tim had...

Tim and I used to get a lot of comments back when we were in elementary school that we looked like brothers. We always kind of liked the idea because we practically did everything together like brothers would, so I guess we did everything we could to look like brothers too. We were both blondes, and Tim had blues eyes almost as blue as mine were, or at least he did until they started turning green on him in Jr. High.

As we went through puberty, we always kept checking each other out for other signs of differences in our bodies. We sort of gave up on that once Suzi was in the picture, but I remember how disappointed we both were when I started growing pubic hair and my really light blonde color didn't match Tim's dirty blonde color at all.

Anyway, I felt a little repulsed at the darker hair on Nathan's legs and around his ass hole, and I got pretty mad at myself again when I realized I wished it had been that dirty blonde color like Tim's.

I hope you understand that because of the hate and anger I felt towards Tim, I always tried to blame whatever I could on him. This of course only made me hate him more and then I would get even angrier for all the things I believed he purposely had done to punish me somehow for breaking his rules. Even though I knew this was how Steven made me hate Tim in the first place, I couldn't stop myself from doing it, and by this time I didn't want to stop.

I simply was obsessed with this idea that Tim was constantly trying to make me play by his rules. I had convinced myself that he betrayed me first by not trusting me to make our lives more pleasurable when I had been preparing to overpower him and make him see things the way I thought he should.

The way I saw it (and for the most part I still do), if the mutes are allowed to live most of their life as their own master, it was okay for us voices to use them for a while in any way we wished. Well, as long as no one gets hurt and the slaves are happy doing what their master and/or mistress wishes. I don't want to hurt people, and after the fun with the ring slaves, I knew I would get tired of them after a while and couldn't see keeping anyone as a slave any longer than a couple of months, maybe at most a year.

That was back then. I might as well tell you right now that I live in a large house currently staffed by twelve people whom my wife and I had enslaved, most of them without their consent. Seven of these people have served us for over three years, and I don't plan on letting them go without having a very good reason. But it isn't what you think. Yes, they are my slaves, and yes they have no choice but to do or think whatever we desire them to, but that's only from nine to five, and then they go home and live their life as they wish it without any knowledge of what they had done all day to earn their admittedly generous paycheck.

Shit. Did I get off track or what?

Okay, getting back to Nathan, I think I must have spent a good half hour looking at him while he slept, then gave up on working it out when I wasn't getting anywhere.

I woke him up by gently shaking him by the shoulders, then when he looked up and smiled, for one instant I swore he was Tim, and nearly took a swing at him before I got a hold of myself.

Nathan hadn't missed how suddenly my expressions had gone from one end to the other in the spectrum, but once I told him the news, I guess he forgot about it.

Shit. I forgot about it too after he exploded like that. He was ranting and raving happily in Spanish as he raced around the room for a good five minutes, then finally realized I hadn't understood a word he had said and started racing around the room again, telling me what all he thought we could do.

I just sat there on the bed watching him as I began considering what I needed to do to make sure he would go along with abandoning Gladius and going back to the states with me. I didn't want to really make him my yes man or anything. I mean, all I really wanted was for Nathan to never deny me the power I got from him through the share link, or for him to interfere in what I was doing. And I guess I wanted someone to be my equal too. Someone who I wasn't in control of that I could depend on his point of view not being biased like a slave's would be.

When I noticed he wasn't talking any more, I found he was looking at me with a very serious expression on his face.

"What?"

"I have a concern about the trip," he simply said.

"What concern?"

"My sister... I do not wish her to go, but I do not trust the others not to use her while we are gone."

"Shit, Nathan. What's the big deal? You've said yourself that they've all used her before and never really hurt her any. I know she's your sister, but... Shit. Look at her mind, Nathan. I can't even find anything about you, your mom or dad, or anyone else since..."

I didn't say anything else because I had just ran onto something I couldn't believe. Vera's entire life seemed to start roughly three years earlier with the memory of what had to be a male set of twins entering their deep sleep after apparently wiping hers and another girl's memories.

What I couldn't believe was how well it had worked. I couldn't find anything even vaguely resembling a memory from before the wipe. I knew the twins could do some serious brainwashing shit, but I always thought you could access anything they had forced the person to forget by using telepathy.

I wasn't sure if Nathan knew her memory loss, but this wasn't something I felt I should hide from him.

"Nathan, have you ever taken a look at another person's memories?"

"Si, but it used to be very difficult for me."

"Have you ever scanned Vera's?"

"No, I told you they took her..." he said as he began to scan her.

"Oh. I see why you are worried. You did not know I asked grandfather to... erase her life for me. I could not always control her, you see, and..."

"Shit, Nathan. You mean... Fuck! Holy shit, Nathan. She's your sister! Doesn't that mean anything to you?"

"Joe, you said we had an agreement. I don't' tell you what you to do, you don't tell me what I to do. What I did or do with Vera is for me to decide, and I will not let you tell me otherwise. Do we still see it this way? Amigo?"

"Fuck, Nathan... Yeah, you're right.. Look, just to make this clear though, my sister is absolutely positively off limits to you, understand? Same goes for my mom, and Suzi for that matter. I don't care what you do with your sister or your other slaves, but my family is my family, and they will never again be anyone's slaves. Got that?"

"Si," he said rather timidly. I guess I must have sounded more threatening than I had intended.

"Nathan... Look, I'm sorry. In between our fuck and suck sessions with all our new slaves the day after tomorrow, I'll try and tell you why I..."

"It's okay, amigo. I understand. I'm sure if my sister had been like yours I wouldn't want her to be anyone's slave either. But my sister... She was not a nice person to me. When Grandfather found me, I had just learned how to make others do what I wanted them to do, but I could not make my sister do anything because she resisted me and forced me to make others do what she wanted not what I wanted. Yes, she is my sister, but only because I desire her body do I keep her now.

"I have decided. I shall offer her to the others to use while we are gone in exchange for equal time with their slaves after we return. I will not be able to fuck her after then, for she will be pregnant with my child. Yes.. she will have my child..."

Nathan's mind was deep within his sister's at that point, so he didn't see me shudder from his words. How could anyone want to make their own sister pregnant? I mean, revenge is one thing, but that's creating a life which would never be a normal child.. I really had to fight my morals on that one. I didn't like the idea of him taking his revenge out on anything as innocent as a child like that.

"Joe, you like my sister's body?" Nathan said suddenly without looking up.

"Uhm, sure. What's not there to like?"

"Then please... I wish you to use her to pleasure yourself. You are right about her. She is only my sister in body, not in mind. She is nothing more than a slave... Nothing to punish her for."

"I don't know, Nathan..."

"Please, amigo. Do it as a sign of our partnership. What is mine is yours. Do you refuse my hospitality?"

"Okay.. Okay.." I said, grinning at him. "You want me to fuck her, I'll fuck her. Believe me, you don't have to twist my arm about it."

"Good.. I let you fuck my sister, you let me fuck your girlfriend.." he said.

I turned back towards him and was opening my mouth to object but stopped and couldn't help grinning like he was.

Nathan's sister... Hmmm... What can I say about a woman who's life's memories span three years in which she had been handed from one master to another, beliefs and desires altered at their whim... Shit, fucking her wasn't any fun. I mean, there wasn't any adventure to it, nothing for me to conquer, no will to break. And there certainly wasn't anything from other side of the equation. No love, not even a hint of interest in her eyes at experiencing someone she hadn't fucked before. It was all a well programmed performance to her, and even as she gripped my cock with her cunt and moaned and wiggled with what appeared to have been the most powerful orgasm in her life, I knew.. I just knew that she would have done that no matter how well I performed.

Shit. Ten minutes after I finished, she did the exact same thing while Nathan fucked her. I really didn't see what Nathan found so great about her. I mean, yeah... She was probably the most finely tuned fuck machine I had ever fucked. Yeah, she had a body to die for and her cunt did some pretty cool things to your cock to make it feel that much better. But there wasn't any... passion I guess. Just physical pleasure with no emotion.

She would have fucked us all night if we had wanted her to, and yet she didn't require sex. Sex was her function, but she didn't care one way or the other. She did it when asked, but otherwise was just as happy laying around on the ground floor attempting to look as sexually inviting as possible, or serving her masters in any other way.

I know what it was that I didn't like about her now. She had no personality. No soul. No will of her own at all. Shit, that probably sounds pretty strange coming from me right now.

Nathan and I spent the rest of the day talking and fucking his sister, and when he offered to share his bed that night, I didn't even consider any ulterior motive for him doing so. My instincts told me I could trust him, and for once my instincts were accurate one hundred and one percent.