Nathan and I were a little nervous yet excited as we walked up the path leading up the hillside. We were following the other voices to participate in the Games, and when we entered the only area of the fortified town which was normally off limits to everyone, I got more excited at the prospect of finding out what was up there.

The entire town sat at the base of a lone mountain, and apparently the fortified wall had been constructed using the mountain's rock. That left a huge cliff on each side where the wall met the mountain's slope. I could see another wall cutting across the mountain above us, and at some point as we were climbing the grassy slope, we came close to the edge of the left cliff.

Shit. I was astonished at how far down it was when I got a clear look over the edge. I mean, from the distance inside the village, the walls on either side looked like they got shorter and shorter as they got closer to the mountain, but from the outside the wall actually must get taller and taller where the wall on the inside ends and the slope continues to rise. It was incredible to me to see the amount of labor that must have had gone into cutting the edges of the mountain off, and then using that to build the wall and buildings... You just couldn't tell that kind of scale from the village because of the way the mountain gently sloped at first then suddenly became steeper where the walls ended.

In fact, until we had reached the steep part, I hadn't noticed the wall above us. But as we began moving away from the left edge on a zig-zag like course upwards, I started noticing more and more details about that wall that kept making me increase its size in my estimations.

By the time we reached the level clearing where the game was to take place, most of the voices were out of breath, and even I was breathing rather hard from the fifteen minute journey. I was surprised to find that the girl voices didn't take as long to recover as the guys did, however.

I wasn't that impressed by the girls' looks, not that I suppose the guys were any more handsome than the girls were pretty. But since I was the new voice, the girls were all studying me with their eyes and their minds.

I got tired of feeling their probes testing my boundaries, so while the other guys were busy preparing the two campfires at the center of the clearing, I walked up to the oldest of the female voices and introduced myself.

"We all know who you are," she replied with a snort. "Just because you and that runt managed to break through Jonas's and Gordon's barriers, that doesn't mean you're hot shit. Since Vinh and Parkinson aren't around anymore, you guys don't have a chance in..."

Our lovely conversation came to an abrupt halt when Chris butted in saying, "Joseph, what the fuck are you doing?"

"What the fuck does it look like," I barked.

"Come 'mer," he said while pulling me by the arm away from grinning bitch.

"What," I said defensively when we were out of her ear shot.

"That bitch over there, Janel, she's trying to get in your head. Not telepathically, but... Just don't believe anything she says, okay? We have to stick together or they will make us miserable tonight."

"In case you haven't noticed, I can take care of myself. And from what I understood, it wasn't a contest between guys and girls but every group."

"Yeah, I know it's not supposed to be, but it hasn't been that way for a long time. Ever since Janel came along and got the rest of the girls to work together in beating us, we've been having to work as a group first, then once we defeat them we go at each other. Believe me, you don't want the girls to win. We're gonna be really vulnerable having two newbies teamed together, so please, for all our sakes, work with us. We'll give you fair warning after the girls are defeated before we come after you. If you don't believe that's true, just remember we do this every Saturday. If we can't depend on each other, we'll always lose."

"Now who's trying to get in my head," I said cautiously, looking him in the eyes before nodding my agreement.

"But if I suspect any foul play..." I added as I turned.

"We'll all pay for it if you do. I give you my word we're on the up and up."

"Joe, you making deals without consulting me?" Nathan asked as I joined him on a rock.

"Wasn't exactly a deal, more like an understanding. Looks like we're gonna have to trust the other guys and fight along with them until we beat the girls, 'cause that's what the girls are gonna do."

"I did not ever hear this," Nathan said doubtfully. "I believe it is a trick."

"I know, I know, but what if it isn't? I mean, what do you know about Janel over there?"

"Janel... Yes, I see what you mean, amigo. Once she made me pretend to be her slave and... I agree. We must first conquer the women before the men."

The other four guys had gone into the brush as we talked, but then Chris came back and motioned for us to follow him, leading us back the way he had come and explaining it was the guy's job to collect the firewood since the girls brought and served dinner.

But when we reached the other three, they weren't gathering wood. They were on their stomachs watching something through the brush, and after carefully crawling up to their position, I almost laughed and broke our cover.

A red haired little girl, no more than three or four years old, was eating some berries off a bush in the buff. She appeared to be completely oblivious to our presence, but yet she never turned her back to us even when it would have been more convenient for her to do so.

Nathan nudged Gordon next to him and apparently asked him something telepathically which Gordon nodded a definite affirmative to. I was bewildered at how captivated the other guys were, even Nathan at that point watched her every move like it was their first porno movie or something. I finally gave Nathan a nudge and threw him a questioning look, his response was to mouth the word "Lea" before returning his attention to the magical girl.

I studied her a little more without noticing anything remarkable about her, then watched the other guys, finding the four veteran gamers almost in a self induced trance while watching her finish up her meal.

Nathan nudged me when she finally turned and walked away, then we were both startled when the other four suddenly started scrambling out to the spot she had been standing and struggled over something she apparently had left on the ground.

Nathan and I were just reaching them when Peter exclaimed, "Ha! It's mine!" and darted past us before the others could grab him.

"Shit," Chris exclaimed.

"What were you guys fighting over?" I asked.

"Didn't see her running her hands through her hair?" Gordon snorted.

"I did," Nathan admitted. "Is this what you fought over? A single strand of her hair?"

"Shit, yeah," Chris said as he started gathering a few branches of wood from the area. "Several years ago, one guy got a strand of Lea's mother's hair, threaded it in a bracelet he had and wore it to the games. He was a lot harder to beat whenever he had the bracelet on, and it never worked for anyone else."

"You actually believe that?" I laughed.

The looks I got from the three veterans made me wipe the grin off my face before saying, "Okay, okay.. I guess I'll find out one way or the other tonight when she picks me..."

"Yeah, right. She never picks a newbie their first couple of times," Jonas sneered. "It's my turn to be her pick anyway."

Nathan and I just followed them in silence as they argued who would be her next pick, but just before we reached the clearing where the others were, they shut up to keep from getting the girls into it.

It was growing dark by the time we had the fires going strong, and while the girls were unpacking the food they had brought, Nathan and I sat down next to Peter who was busily trying to weave the five inch hair into a makeshift bracelet that had been part of his shirt.

Peter had no idea how to sew, and after watching him a few minutes I offered to do it for him. He told me to fuck off, but because I had more or less expected that, I started giving him advice, drawing on what my mom had taught me when I was eight or nine. Then when he broke the hair into two accidentally, I offered to do it for him again, and to my surprise he accepted.

I moved closer to the fire to see what I was doing, and as I used a splinter of wood as needle, Peter and Nathan ate and chatted a bit, revealing some facts about the game I had not yet learned.

"Wait. You mean after the game is over and Lea's pick leaves with her, all the losing groups have to follow the winner's orders? Now that's more like what I would have expected if Nathan hadn't told me about Lea. So what exactly does she do with the one she picks anyway?"

Peter spaced out for a few moments, apparently losing himself at the thought of being Lea's pick, then said, "I don't remember."

"What do you mean you don't remember?" I said unbelievingly. "You must remember something the way you zone out whenever someone brings it up."

From behind me, Chris said with his mouth full, "He doesn't remember. Neither do I. And neither will you. No one does. Even the girls don't remember."

"Shit... I take it the girls are picked as much as the guys then, and since Grandfather doesn't approve of girl to girl sex, it can't be really all that sexual..."

"It's sexual, all right," Peter stated as I handed the finished bracelet back to him. He studied my work a moment then said, "Wow, thanks. I'll remember this when we win tonight."

"Even with that thing, Joe and I can still beat you two easily," Nathan argued.

I wiped my brow grinning, then said, "So when does the game start anyway?"

"When Lea signals us," Peter answered as he pulled the bracelet over his hand and onto his wrist.

I wiped my forehead again before backing away from the fire, then noticed everyone was seated near the two fires and looked almost a hot as I felt.

"Aren't you hot?" I asked Chris who was the closest to the fire now that I had moved away.

"Yeah, I'm hot," he simply said.

"Then why don't you move away from the fire?" Nathan asked before I could.

"Because then Lea wouldn't be able to see me as good," he grinned.

I glanced at the others as they started shuffling themselves closer, then decided if we were under Lea's observation, now would be the best time to start "impressing" her.

So I stood up, took off my shirt and walked around the campfire a few times, looking out into the shadows around us for a likely viewing spot. I gave up on that when I realized that as long as I kept circling the fire, Lea would see everything she would want no matter where she was hiding.

I don't really look for ways to show off, but I guess I really like it when chicks check my body like the female voices were. Despite the feeling I was just a piece of meat in their eyes, I didn't hold back on flexing my muscles and turning my body so that the firelight reflected off the sweat on my chest, arms, and tummy.

My show was interrupted by a flare of green light up on the hillside above us, and moments later I felt six aroused female voices focusing their minds onto mine and instantly breaking through the makeshift barrier I had managed to raise.

Shit, was that ever a wakeup call. They fumbled a moment when they couldn't decipher my thoughts, then just as one of them was about to try commanding me to go to sleep, the guys launched their own attack on them and distracted them enough for me to push them out and go onto the offensive myself.

It had been a while since the last time I had mentally wrestled with someone, so I suppose I was a little rusty at first. But the time Tim and I had spent preparing to rescue Sarah really paid off. After the girls focused their attacks on me two more times without any success, they made Nathan their target.

Seeing how totally unprepared Nathan was to their attack made me understand why the other guys had been so uptight about us both being "newbies" to the game. When Nathan's barrier crumbled, he froze up in indecision and panic, and before the rest of us could do anything about it, Nathan was asleep, and my share link was broken the moment afterwards.

This was an event I had prepared myself long before ever leaving the US, and even though it took a moment for me to react, I focused my mind on Peter's and initiated a share link with him, Peter only hesitating a moment before accepting it to my relief.

But then I had a moment of inspiration. I barely had time to give Peter the gist of my idea before initiating a fake personality and lowering what defenses I had just raised.

When the girls realized I was no longer in the fight, they focused their minds back onto mine again and as the other guys struggled to ward them off, Janel entered my fake persona's mind and teased me a bit before issuing the sleep command.

Two minutes later while everyone's attention was on the battle to break through Chris's defenses, I deactivated my fake persona and waited for the right moment to attack.

Despite there being six against four, the guys lasted a lot longer than I expected. Except for Peter and myself, everyone was tiring, and when the youngest girl pulled back a moment to rest, I reached right into her mind and put her to sleep without anyone else noticing.

I only observed the five remaining foes a moment before I attempted to do the same thing to the next weakest one, but even though I was successful in putting her out, this time the other four noticed and the element of surprise was gone.

Actually, I suppose that isn't true. They were definitely surprised, so much that my teammates took two more of them out before Janel and her partner could react.

"You cheated!" Janel spat as she shot her fist up in the air and held it there. "One of you woke him up before the game was over!"

"There's no rule against waking yourself up! Joseph, tell her!" Peter yelled out into the dark with his own fist up in the air.

"He's right," I said to Janel. "I laid a trap for you, and you fell..."

"Not me, you stupid prick," Janel spat with murderous eyes.

"Oh," I said before giving her a wicked grin and shouting, "I pretended to be helpless and laid a trap, and they..."

"You don't have to shout," a young voice said from somewhere in darkness to the right of me.

"Oh... Uhm, sorry," I said to the shadows as the conscious voices froze with their mouths gaping.

"No one told Joey or his partner that I don't like people trying to impress me, did they?"

When no one else answered, I said, "Uhm, no. If I had known that..."

"If you had known that, you would probably have been my pick tonight. And since no one here took the courtesy to explain the game to them thoroughly, the only one left is him."

Even though none of us could see her, we all knew exactly where she was pointing. Everyone looked at Nathan wheezing in his sleep, then I felt this small hand just barely touch the middle of my back before I instinctively fell to my knees with a gasp.

I was just starting to process this when I felt her hand hovering over the back of my head, and I swear to God I think my heart stopped in anticipation. I literally was frozen, the gasp of air I had taken lasting me the entire time I kneeled there with my attention concentrated completely on the imminent pleasure which never came. I don't know what went on around me, and after she pulled back her hand and I fell forward gasping for the air I hadn't bothered to breathe, I'm not even sure how long it took me before I rolled over to see if she was still there.

"She's gone," Annette, the youngest of the girl voices said.

"And Nathan is gone with her," Gordon added sadly.

"What happened?" I finally managed to croak.

"Why, don't you remember?" Peter joked halfheartedly.

"Fuck," I said, shaking my head as I sat up. "I guess I owe you guys an apology for making fun... Wait a sec. Why is everyone awake? Did you finish the game without me?"

"Nobody felt like it after Lea..." Chris started without finishing.

I waited for someone to explain a little further, but when it became obvious no one was going to, I noticed how deflated they all appeared.

They were scattered around the two dying fires, all keeping themselves within the light of the flames, but not close enough to feel its heat. They all looked limp, even somewhat depressed, and not one of them would look at another for more than a few moments at a time.

"What is going on?" I finally said. "Is this part of the game or something?"

"No," they all seemed to mutter at once, then after a few quick arguments over who should explain it to me, Peter conceded to the job.

"She said she was tired of the game and wanted us to figure up something different to do for a while."

"Something we can all enjoy," one of the girls added sharply.

"Something that keeps us from ganging up on each other in the game," Jonas inserted.

"Hey, I thought I was telling him," Peter barked.

"So what's the big deal?" I said, standing up. "Have you all been here so long that you forgot what to do on a Saturday night? I mean, we have everything we need here. We could have a lot of fun," I almost sang as I threw a load of wood on the fire nearest to me, the sparks shooting out as if to emphasize my point.

"You're nuts," Janel spat. "There's nothing here."

"Okay, so we don't have any tunes to play, and we don't have any junk food. But we also don't have a curfew... Wait, do we?"

Peter shook his head, so I continued, "We don't have a curfew, we don't have any police or parents telling us what we can and can't do, and we are all voices who can do things that normal teenagers can't do."

"But what does that have to do with what Lea wants?" one of the girl voices asked.

"What's your name?" I responded.

"Whitney."

"Whitney, are you a virgin?"

"Yeah, right.. No."

"Have you ever been in love?"

"No way."

"Oh... That's too bad."

"Why? All it does is make you miserable later, right Janel?"

"Right," Janel confirmed firmly.

"So you've been in love, huh?" I said with a serious yet not aggressive expression.

"That's right. I fell for someone once, but never again. My slaves can give me anything I want without the grief."

"Have you ever shared yourself with one of your slaves?"

"What do you mean, shared myself?"

"I mean share control of your body with him, equally."

"No. Why would I want to?"

I could tell I had lost some of the other's interests, for they thought I was trying to put the moves on Janel which they knew would never work. So I stripped my shorts off which recaptured the other girls attentions and gave them a look from all sides.

"I'll let one of you control my body if you will let me have equal control of yours. Any takers?"

At first I thought they weren't going to bite, but then Whitney stood up and said, "Okay, but no tricks."

"I think everyone knows what would happen if I tried to trick you."

"So how do we do this?" she said, walking up to me.

"Well, we... Uhm... Shit. You know, now that I think about it I'm not sure exactly how Tim... Fuck."

"Wait, you mean you shared your body with another guy?" Janel crowed.

"That was before we got into girls," I snapped. "But it was awesome the first time I felt Suzi's body from the inside, and sharing our bodies with each other is one of the most..." I stopped before the tightness in my chest could make my voice squeak, but I couldn't hide the wetness in my eyes from Whitney who was standing in front of me.

"See? That's what you get for letting yourself..." Janel started.

"Fuck you, Janel!" I yelled. "You don't know shit about what it's like because you're such a stuck up bitch! I'd give up my voice to have another chance with..."

"Joseph, chill man," Peter said, getting up and putting his hand on my shoulder. "There's other fish, you know?"

"No, I don't know..." I sighed before sitting down wearily.

There was a few moments of silence before Whitney sat down beside me and said, "So how do you think you do this sharing thing?"

"Huh? You still want to try it?" I said, trying not to look at her face.

She didn't answer immediately, then I guess I must have jerked slightly when she touched my chest with her hand because she started pulling it away the next moment.

I turned towards her and looked her in the eyes as I probed her gently as a signal that I wanted to form a telepathic channel. She didn't understand what I wanted immediately, but after a few moments she hesitantly lowered her defenses to my probes and I formed the link with her mind.

"Hi," I thought to her.

"Uhm hi this is so weird I've never done it this before your eyes are very pretty I didn't mean to tell you that I..."

"You have to separate your thoughts so you only send what you want to me. Okay?"

"I don't know how to do... Oh.. Okay. This is pretty neat."

"This is just the beginning."

"Hey, are you two doing it?" Peter asked out loud.

"What do we tell him?" Whitney thought to me.

"Not yet," I said out loud.

"Oh," Peter said.

"This is really neat though..." Whitney told them. "We're sharing our thoughts sorta like I do with Liz."

"So?" Beatrice asked.

"But its different with a guy, and its more direct too. Its... Oh, WOW!"

I grinned as I continued recalling the sensations I had felt during one of Tim's three ways, my mind automatically initiating the links on its own without me consciously understanding how I was doing it.

"What?" "What's going on?" "Is he doing it?" "It can't be that great, can it?"

Everyone was now crowding around us asking us questions which we gave no answers to as we felt out each other's bodies and completed the full two way.

"Stop it!" Janel yelled, grabbing our shoulders and trying to push us apart as if that would break the two way.

The others complained for us, and Janel conceded after Jonas and Gordon gave her a warning probe. By the time Janel was sulking over by the other fire alone, I was ready to go the rest of the way with the two way.

Whitney by this time was busily describing what she was feeling, but when I moved my body closer to hers, she gasped from feeling her first hardon.

Shit, I guess when I felt her womanhood respond to my manhood, I got a little caught up in it. I took control of her hand and shoved it down into her shorts, but luckily she just took over my hand and grabbed my cock with it.

From that point, neither Whitney or I paid any attention to the crowd around us, and we must have put on quite a show as we masturbated the other's body with their own hands. It wasn't until after we shared in our joint orgasm that we touched one body with the other's, and that only led up to a kissing frenzy followed by a very confusing battle over body parts as we fucked our brains out.

After wearing each other out, we came to our senses finding the others packing up camp around us quietly. When they noticed we were watching them, Whitney got all embarrassed and killed the two way, but after we got dressed she gave me a kiss and telepathic message saying thanks.

While we made our way down the path with flashlights, I suddenly remembered that Nathan wasn't with us and asked what would happen to him. Peter and Chris assured me that he was having the time of his life and would be back tomorrow morning with a smile painted on his face.

When Gordon and Jonas offered to let me fuck their slaves sometime, I realized that I had lost the tension and distrust I had felt concerning the four male voices, and I was hesitant to accept their offer until Gordon said Nathan could come too if he wanted. At that point I knew that while their offer to me was at face value, their feelings about Nathan hadn't changed much.

As Nana washed my body thoroughly, I started having guilty feelings about my new status with the other voices while they continued holding reservations about Nathan. I almost started to tell Nana about it, feeling I needed to just talk it over with someone, but I ended up just sucking on her wet tits as my finger explored her wet passage, triggering a massive orgasm whenever she started to catch her breath.

I was almost in a panic the next morning when I found the share link with Peter had broke during the night. But when I got to Nathan's door and his sister let me in, I was relieved to find him there asleep in his bed.

I couldn't help but exclaim "Shit," when I realized that Nathan was smiling in his sleep, and when I finally managed to rouse him, the smile didn't fade a bit, almost to the point where it was kind of creepy.

He was walking on air the entire day, and I guess some of it rubbed off on me because I was such in a good mood after breakfast that I let Nathan talk me into letting him fuck Sakura as a second opinion on her progress.

I didn't even give it a second thought when he said he wished to work with Sakura the rest of the day and left me to manage the other four by myself. I admit I enjoyed myself, and I didn't take advantage of my position or anything. Just having four pretty girls waiting to engage in any form of sex play I desired was enough.

Damita, like most girls, was having trouble with the transition from desiring sex for herself to pleasuring her master above all other desires. I literally raped that girl three times that day, and she just kept coming back for more, sometimes interfering with my attempts to work with the others with her sexual advances and body positioning.

I fucked Kristen too, she being my second favorite after Sakura, and as part of Damita's training, I had Damita concentrate on my body language and verbally describe what I was feeling the whole time. I had Kristen orgasm three times, then pulled my cock out and had her suck the load I had built up out while telepathically triggering a large orgasm within Damita's mind.

I hadn't noticed until that day how Hye had been acting more and more like Damita. This was normal for a girl who was at level 4, and this was probably the most critical stage in their training. More than once I had trouble resisting my urges to fuck the fourteen year old Korean girl whose body had yet to show any external signs of puberty, but I was content with testing her focus with the spasm test.

The spasm test was fairly simple. You run your finger around the edges of their pussy lips very lightly, and if their pussy muscles don't spasm enough to squirt out their juices somewhat, they are not focused enough on the task at hand. Hye was pretty well focused, but it took six passes of my fingertips before her hairless crotch erupted with her sweet nectar.

When she had that kind of response from just a single pass, then we would know she was ready for the finger fuck test to which she should pass out from the intensity of her orgasm. Nathan and I were both very anxiously awaiting for that event since we would then jointly fuck her in threesomes, and later schedule the other guys to come in for gangbangs.

Needless to say, I was exhausted by the time we when back to our pads for the day, but still went over to Nathan's for dinner and joined him in a double penetration of his sister which was a surprisingly good fuck.

The next morning I had some reservations when Nathan asked to spend the day with Sakura again, but he seemed so sincere about helping her that I reluctantly agreed. Shit, I have to admit I forgot all about Sakura when I discovered my experiment with making Damita watch me fuck Kristen had shown some positive results during our morning fuck.

You would be surprised to find how tedious the ritualistic fucking had become by then. Any kind of advancement in their training was like prize to Nathan and I, for it meant we would be starting something new, something different beyond what we had been doing the past several days. So finding Damita responding well to watching my reactions as I fucked or otherwise sexually teased the others was very exciting, for it revived the erotic anticipation for each task with each girl.

After the first three or four days of working in the pit, Nathan and I had learned to conserve our spunk, and I had been averaging two loads a day in the pit, and even that was a stretch on some days. But that day I came five times, and was so enthused in seeing whether I could get Damita ready for Gladius to test her for level 8, I actually suggested to Nathan that he spend another day with Sakura which he agreed to with out much need of an explanation.

While Damita did make great progress, her interest in my reactions began to falter that third day, and despite my best efforts to get her reinterested, I had lost my enthusiasm by early afternoon.

I guess I was kind of sick of those four girls, and I was very curious as to what Nathan and Sakura had been doing all that time so I went to the private section of the pit and was stunned to find Sakura asleep beside Nathan with a post orgasmic look about her.

I saw tenderness in Nathan's eyes when he looked up from caressing Sakura's left cheek to grin at me which confirmed that she had done it. His grin faded as my troubled expression formed, but he didn't react beyond that as I searched my feelings about what this meant.

I finally telepathically asked him what he had done, and as his grin reappeared on his face, he simply sent back, "I promised to let her tell you. Can you wait until she awakens?"

Something about his expression put my troubled feelings to rest, and after he gave her a light kiss on the lips, he gently got up and walked past me, giving me a pat on the back as if to say "I'll take care of the other four while you take over from here."

I studied the nude little girl for a few minutes before laying beside where Nathan had been. I could smell the faint odor of her recent sexual arousal, and found it disturbing to me while staring at her innocent and young face.

Three times I started to probe her mind for what they had done, but each time I stopped before I got very far because I felt as if I was violating her in a way I didn't want to.

I was startled when she finally stirred, but when she opened her eyes a few minutes later, I forced myself to look very pleased and proud of her and was rewarded with a hug and a small squeal of delight.

I wiped my eyes before sitting us both up and asking her what was on top of my mind.

"Nathan said you wanted to tell me something?"

She beamed and exclaimed, "I did it! I did it! And..."

Her face paled as she suddenly was overwhelmed by some kind of fear, then turned away from me to hide her face from my eyes.

"Sakura, what did he do to you?!" I said alarmed.

"He.. He didn't do anything," she said shakily. "I.. I..."

She suddenly turned back around, wrapped her arms around me, then started kissing my neck while sobbing, "I love you, master! I love you, and I did it for YOU!"

I was too shocked to react at first, but as her nimble thirteen year old body clutched and rubbed against me while her kisses became more passionate and wet, I closed my eyes and wrapped my arms around her to embrace her giving herself to me despite my horror of what this meant.

Nathan must have recognized her feelings for me and had recalled the implanted knowledge of how to use this in her training. He knew just as well as I did that with the proper suggestions and actions, her love for me could be used to accelerate her conditioning and result in her becoming a truly dedicated slave. All Nathan had done was to bring her feelings out and focus them on completing her training as she believed I wanted her to do.

I felt horrible as I spent the next two days alone with Sakura and completed her level 1 training. I knew I had to do it, for I feared what would happen to me if I didn't carry through with training her, but I didn't enjoy it one bit, and even cried after taking her virginity and she sucked me dry.

Despite my feelings of loss over Sakura, I kept myself open and friendly with all the voices, finding that the others were treating Nathan with the same respect as they did me. At first Nathan didn't know what to make of it, but a couple of days later we had a long talk about it all, and he simply decided that it wasn't anything personal, that they had simply seen him as a privileged mute and not a voice before.

I was a little uncomfortable with this, for I knew it was more than that, but I didn't know what it was so I kept my mouth shut and let him believe in what he wanted.

The others sensed the change of attitude in Nathan, and I was pretty surprised when they all agreed to meet over at Nathan's for a slave sharing party. My decision not to go was perhaps the first sign of my discontent of being there, but after hearing their laughs and fun for over an hour, I knocked on the door and was relieved to find myself quite welcome even if I hadn't brought Nana along.

While I wasn't allowed to fuck any of their girls, I still enjoyed myself. Especially when Gordon asked about the two way and all other conversation stopped to listen in.

Nathan was perhaps the least interested, maybe because it sounded like it was submitting yourself to another's control. I noticed how surprised and then uncomfortable Nathan was when Gordon insisted that I form a two way with him.

That was a little weird. Here I was, forming one of the most intimate telepathic connections there was with the twerp who a month ago tried to force me to serve him a drink. But I felt they all needed to experience this kind of link, just so they learn how incredible it felt to share ones self with another human being, hopefully at some point it being a girl who they fall in love with.

I was a little disappointed when Gordon didn't allow swapping of body parts, and I didn't even dare to suggest anything sexual since they all might consider it to be a sin to even consider such a thing with another guy.

I spent the evening having a short two way with each of them, Nathan being the last and had only accepted due to the peer pressure he was now under. The moment Nathan allowed my two way to form, I was instantly overwhelmed by the familiarity his body gave me, almost to the point where I was becoming sick to my stomach from the few unfamiliar sensations I did have from him.

Because of the strain of initiating five two ways the night before, Nathan let me sleep in the next morning. I didn't really get much extra sleep, however, for I was awakened an hour after Nathan left by Nana saying there was a voice at the door wishing to talk to me.

"Uhm, hi," I said to the female teen voice after recovering from my surprise.

"Hello," she said with a tone of nervousness. "Could I come in?"

I stepped aside, then realized why she was so nervous. I doubt any of the female voices had ever even entered the slut house, and after seeing the other's slaves on display in the lobby, she had a right to be a bit rattled.

"I'm sorry, but I didn't catch your name Saturday and.."

"Connie," she said, taking in my room and Nana very carefully.

"So what do I owe the pleasure, Connie?" I said.

She looked at me straight in the eyes, then looked back at Nana and said, "Don't you think you should send her down with the others?"

"Others?" Nana queried me.

"Nana doesn't go on display like the others make their slaves do. I could never do that to her."

Nana's eyes glowed from love before announcing, "I shall be in the kitchen if anyone needs me," and headed off that way.

I watched as Connie's slight expression of surprise faded, then smiled when she caught my stare and blushed. She was about sixteen and of all the female teen voices was probably the cutest, and would have been quite a knockout if she lost weight.

"Uhm, if any of the other girls found out I was here.."

"Your secret is safe with me," I said, sitting down on the sofa with a slight frown. "So why are you here, and how did you know I was here in the first place?"

She turned a little red again, but shrugged it off and got down to business.

"I saw Nathan go by the bonding station by himself on the way to the pit. I didn't know if you were here, but I needed to see you alone and didn't' think I'd have a better chance."

I hid my surprise at finding that she worked at the bonding station, for what I had gathered it served the same purpose as the pit but for the male slaves. I just nodded my acknowledgment and waited in silence for her to answer my first question.

"Whitney hasn't stopped talking about you since Saturday," she finally said, meeting my eyes for a moment then looking down at my bare chest. "She and Janel are arguing a lot and the others and I are wondering if what Janel has been telling us all this time is really true."

"It isn't true, but I don't think Janel is purposely misleading you. I think she was hurt pretty bad before coming here to work for Grandfather, so she's just trying to save you all from the pain she went through. But just because she had a shitty experience doesn't mean you all will."

"Whitney said she sensed you were holding back a lot of pain yourself."

She saw on my face the confirmation to her statement, then said, "If you're trying to gain some kind of advantage over us by..."

"No..." I said, almost shouting it. "I'm not trying to trick you at all. Okay, I admit its painful when you have something like I had and then lose it, but... I was the one who screwed it up. I was the one who..."

I stopped and covered my eyes with my hand, then after wiping the wetness away and getting a grip on myself, I looked back up at her and said, "Janel probably thinks she would have been better off without it, but I know I wouldn't be. I would have ended up like Peter or Gordon, fucking girls left to right like it was some kind of game, never feeling close to any of them... They don't know how... alive it can make you feel. How better it makes everything you do, feel, even say... And the sex..."

"What about the sex?" she said with obvious restraint.

"The sex is so much better, you don't call it sex any more."

"What do you call it then?"

"I call it making love."

"Oh," she said, not hiding her disappointment.

"Connie, I can't believe you'd come here just to ask me about love and shit. What is it you really want? Sex?"

She looked me in the eyes and stated straight out, "Yes, that and something else..."

I leaned forward so my face was within four inches of hers and said, "You want me to do a two way with you like I did with Whitney."

She backed her face away a bit, then said, "I'm not sure I can trust you though. Without the other girls, you could..."

I smiled as I made my advance, catching her somewhat by surprise as I got around her barriers and prevented her from moving away from my kiss. She was just starting to panic when I withdrew from her mind, then as a sign of trust I lowered my own barriers and waited for her to react.

She scrambled to her feet and was halfway to the door before questioning herself why I had taken control then let her go so fast. She stopped before reaching the door, then turned around and stared at me for a minute or two while she weighed what my true intentions were.

Well, I guess I asked for what came next. Since I left my barriers down and she knew that just because she couldn't read my thoughts didn't mean she couldn't control me just like any other male, I was starting to get a little suspicious of her own intentions when she commanded me not to resist her in anyway.

She knew there was no way of hiding this breach of the rules from Gladius's girls, but the idea of having her way with me turned her on so much she had given in to the temptation. Moments later I was worshipping her body with my tongue, forcing my cock to remain rock hard the entire time she had control of me.

For over an hour I pleasured her while I repeatedly was brought to the brink myself but was prevented from coming by her damn commands. Once I had fucked her for the third time, she seemed to grow bored, then realized how seriously in trouble she may be in once she released my mind.

She then begged me to forgive her, promising all sorts of things which at the time I happily agreed to with my heart and soul. But the moment she pulled the plug and my mind cleared of her commands, I barely kept myself from becoming physically violent with her.

She was terrified never the less, especially when I started yelling and screaming at her, physically blocking her path from leaving my suite, then demanded that she sucked the cum out of my cock that her earlier betrayal had caused to build up in a painful way.

I have no idea how I resisted taking her mind and raping her like I had done to the girls on the beach, but as she submitted to swallowing my cock and moments later my thick load, I felt the anger inside me drain away.

After releasing her head and allowing her to fall back, I regained my senses and control as she sputtered from the excessive semen still going down her throat.

"Connie, I'm sorry for..." I stammered while reaching out to her.

She shied away from my hand, then started to scamper back towards the door like a frightened child.

"Connie wait... I won't hurt you any more. You did take me over, and if you don't want me to tell the others..."

"What... What do you want from me?" she said hoarsely while pausing at the door.

"Shit.. I don't know. Look, what I did just now was because you took control of me after I trusted you. You have to understand that I wasn't in the right state of mind. I've been enslaved before, and... I don't want it to ever happen again."

"I want to leave," she said without moving.

"You can't leave until I let you," I said, more to confirm my position rather than to state hers.

"What do you want?" she said almost crying.

I sat down on the bed, then after a few moments calculating the best way to diffuse the situation, I said, "I want you to join me in a two way, and this time neither of us takes advantage of the other."

"But.."

"Come on. You'll like it, and I'll even let you command me not to take control of your mind."

After a little more coaxing and bargaining, Connie finally came over to the bed and sat down next to me.

I looked her in the eyes, then initiated the two way with her which she accepted with a grimace. But as I began filling out the two way with my side of the link, her expressions changed to that of discovery and then excitement.

It was strange to find her so willing after feeling the full two way form. She even gave me a real blow job, her first if you discounted the raping of her mouth earlier which she had partially forgiven me for doing. We didn't take over any of the other's body parts, but we shared in all the pleasure of our bodies in their sexual play, and after one last fuck, we parted company like old fuck mates.

Nathan seemed to know something had gone on that morning when I showed up at the pit all smiles and relaxed, and after telling him what happened, he asked if next time he could maybe do a two way with one of the other girl voices when I did it next.

By Saturday night, all the guys were hoping to somehow convince one of the girl voices into doing a two way with them, none of them really expecting to succeed, but they still hoped for it. From what I had gathered, they had all tried it with their slaves, but had been disappointed by the one-sided-ness of their two way. Their slaves were far too depersonalized to have any personal desires, and that's what I told them made the experience so exciting.

When we met the girls to go up to the clearing, the hatred in Janel's eyes was a pleasant surprise. Somehow I knew that everyone but her would be having a two way sometime that night, and she apparently knew it too.

By the time we had the fires going, it was already getting dark and from the way the girls were exchanging looks with the guys, I figured it wouldn't be much longer before someone made their move.

We were all in the middle of eating when Peter noticed Chris and Connie had paired up in the shadows of the fire. He nudged me and nodded towards them, then while I made out Connie's pink tongue lapping at Chris's left lobe, Peter walked over to Whitney and apparently offered her his side of a two way.

Liz, Whitney's partner, approached me just before everyone seemed to jump at a noise that I hadn't heard. From their stares out into the darkness I reasoned Lea had decided to join us, then as if she read my mind, Lea's voice drifted to my ears, "Joey is my pick tonight."

I misinterpreted the disappointment on Liz's face as missing her chance to doing the two way with me, but then I saw the same expression on Nathan and I understood. They all wanted to be the one going with her instead of me.

I hesitated at first about actually going with her, for I didn't like the idea of her having such a strong hold over me as she did with the others. But no sooner had I thought this I felt my body tingle with excitement, and before I knew what I was doing, I was following that sensation into the darkness.

When the feeling ended, I found myself standing before the little girl, and without a word I took her hand when she held it up to me and walked beside her like it was something I did everyday.

Questions bubbled into my mind, but I only managed to stutter out, "Where are we going?"

"Don't worry, Joey. I know my way around in the dark."

"I'd rather you call me Joe," I blurted out.

"Why? Isn't Joey the name which your mother calls you?"

My chest and stomach knotted up like a fist, and as I struggled to think of something to say to that, she let go of my hand and looked up at me with this expression of pure compassion and...

Innocence... Heh. This little girl was anything but innocent, but yet I couldn't help but feel she wasn't being deceitful or had any hidden meaning to her words.

"That is what she calls me, but I'm not exactly on speaking terms with her right now."

She smiled and cocked her head to the side, then took my hand again and started leading me through the underbrush again without saying a word.

"What exactly are we going to do?" I said finally after regaining my wits.

"What do you think we're going to do?"

"I can't imagine we're going to have sex, but everyone seems to think that's what happens when they come up here with you. And why don't they remember what happens?"

"Maybe they do but just can't tell you. Maybe they don't want to remember. Maybe they have never actually been up here with me, just want you to think they have."

"Or maybe you fry their brains out with pleasure and that's why they can't remember."

That actually caused her to stop and look up at me with surprise, then gave me this little girl grin that I still can't get out of my head.

She let go of my hand and to my surprise ducked into a vine covered cave opening saying "They said you were more observant than the others."

"Who said," I asked, following her in.

"It doesn't matter. Do you like my home?"

I had just began taking in my surroundings, finding myself in a glamorously decorated room that besides the vine covered entrance looked nothing like a cave. The floor was carpeted with a shaggy golden fur, and the walls had pictures of nature at its best, and while there were some chairs, a table, and a full kitchen, the rest of the room was devoid of furniture of any kind.

"Please take off your clothing and put them by the entrance," she said, sampling a cookie from a bowl.

"Uhm, look. I know you're probably wanting to get on with... whatever you do, but I think you owe me some answers first."

"Take off your clothes and put them by the entrance, then I'll answer any questions you have, okay?" she said, then popped another bite into her red mouth.

I hesitated before complying, and then found myself getting a woody despite my reservations.

"Just sit down on the floor," she said calmly, not hiding her amusement at my obvious state of arousal.

"Uhm, so how did you know my name anyway?"

"I just knew it, that's all. I know lots of things."

"Like?"

"For instance right now your mother is wishing she knew where her little boy was."

"That's not fucking fair," I said with emotion.

"Perhaps, but it's true."

"You're awful young to be the fucking mistress of the night. Witch or no witch, you're just a little girl."

"A little girl with three life times of knowledge and memories. Has anyone told you that you look a lot like your father when he was your age?"

I stared blankly at her, then felt my anger suddenly peak as I spat, "YOU LEAVE my FUCKING FAMILY out of this, or I'll!.. I'll.. Oh god... What are you doing to me?"

I felt like every nerve of my body was being drawn to her hand, tingling with the expectant pleasure that I knew wasn't going to come but couldn't resist anyway.

"Why I'm going to fry your brain with pleasure, Joey... Don't you want me to do that?"

I was completely unable to respond, my mind barely being able to comprehend and record her words as she drew closer and increased the "magic" she was using on me.

"Don't you want me to turn your mind inside out with pleasure, twisting and turning your mind until I squeeze every bit of your will from you? Don't you want that?"

Like a nuke being dropped somewhere inside my mind, some of the anger I had been holding in for so long was released just as the promised pleasure her powers had been hinting at exploded. The result was quite frankly the greatest experience that I fail to recall, for just as she promised, the pleasure fried my brain to the point that everything which went on that night wasn't there in the morning.

But when I woke up the next morning in bed with Nana, I felt wonderful. No, better than wonderful. I find it hard to describe it, for it was beyond anything physical. I mean, I felt good all over, but it was more than that. The dark rotting ball of emotion I had been carrying with me since... Shit, I don't know when was gone.

I bounced out of bed and rushed over to Nathan's pad, then after trying to explain why I was so excited, I simply kissed Nathan on the lips and left him sputtering on the floor.

I rushed outside and did a cartwheel without any clothes on, I ran around kissing the women and hugging the men... Basically I made a complete ass out of myself, and the only thing that stopped me from doing something really stupid was the guys rushing me and dragging me back to my room.

My whole body was flushed, and if I hadn't known why I was feeling this way I would have sworn I was high on some kind of drug. I mean I was really out of control. I even had Gordon on his back tickling him, almost caused Peter to pass out when I kissed him, and Chris... Heh. He'll never walk around in his underwear around me again after the wedgy I gave him that morning.

Jonas somehow escaped my attention until they decided the only way to calm me down was to make me take a cold shower. Heheheheh....shit. I played it like I had worn myself out a bit, letting them carry me to the shower where Jonas had gone ahead to start the water. Just as he was turning around to get out of the way, I rushed him and tacked him, taking him into the shower with me and holding on to him as he got soaked.

After he was totally drenched, Jonas lightened up, and he actually helped me grab Gordon who was laughing his ass off at Jonas. After a few minutes of horse play, and a lot of "drop the soap" jokes, I went after Nathan while the other two went after Chris and Peter.

We never actually made it back to the shower, but we still had a lot of fun chasing them around, especially me chasing Nathan around the room while he tried to reason with me.

When I finally caught him, I picked him up and was barely was able to throw him on the bed with myself on top of him. There wasn't anything sexual about this, and it didn't occur to either of us as being that way. We were just two friends joking around and having a good time.

"Amigo, if you act like this in the pit, the girls will think you have lost your mind," Nathan said after we caught our breaths.

"Yeah, and we all know who they'll blame for losing it," I laughed, finding this incredibly funny for some reason.

"Did Lea give you tequila to drink last night?" Nathan asked exasperated.

"I don't know, maybe," I said, running my hands up and down my chest. "Damn, Nathan.. I feel so... so good. Like I've been sleeping all this time and finally woke up."

"Joe, why did you..."

"Call me Joey," I said with a grin.

"You said to call you Joe," Nathan said confused.

"I know, but now I want to be called Joey again. It's what my mom calls me."

"But... You can be a very frustrating person," he groaned as he dodged my attempt to see if he was ticklish.

"Yep, but you gotta love me for it," I said, preparing to pick up the chase again if he got off the bed. "What were you going to ask me?"

"When?"

"Just now.. Before I said to call me Joey."

"I don't recall," he lied.

I leapt and grabbed him by the shorts, then as he struggled to keep them on, I took him down and pinned him underneath me.

"Do you recall now?" I said with a grin as got comfortable while keeping his arms and legs pinned.

"It was nothing, amigo. I wondered the reason you kissed me and Peter while... You were not aroused."

"Didn't you see Peter's expression?" I said grinning ear to ear as he stared back at me, helpless.

"Se, but you could have done many things to get that reaction. You chose to kiss him. It does not matter, really. Before today I thought..."

"What?" I said, finding his hesitation disconcerting enough to release him.

"Please, amigo. I don't wish to ruin this good mood of yours," he said honestly. "Let us get dressed and go."

"Okay, but I'll want to know later, comprenden?"

"Sí, señor," he said with a sigh.

When we got to the pit, the girls were all lined up as usual, and I just got this flash of inspiration seeing them all standing there like that. I whooped then flung myself at them, knocking them all to the cushioned ground before tickling and raspberrying them whenever they tried to get back up.

I gave Nathan a really big grin when he decided to join me in my fun, and I can't tell you how good it made me feel seeing Damita and Kristen acting like little girls for a while.

After accidentally tickling Sakura too much to the point that she peed on herself and me a little, I took her to the bathroom while trying to stop her crying. She was still sniffling and not looking me in the face as I led her into the shower, then while she stood there in front of me with the water hitting her back and my chest, I kissed her forehead and told her I loved her.

She looked up at me with a little girl expression that slowly turned into one of submission and trust.

I couldn't believe it. I knew that look on her face. It was the same as what the girls who I had raped and then made forget three or four times would have when I would start another domination session with them. They always lost their spirit to fight after three or four sessions of me breaking them to my will even though I would make them forget it ever happened.

This was different though. Sakura's will had never been broken before. She was giving it to me. And I couldn't believe it when I accepted it by lifting her up and holding her while kissing her deeply, feeling my hard cock sticking between her legs wanting to find her fuck hole once more.

I know now that when Nathan and I were processed for working in the pit, the twin processing me had successfully implanted the need to fulfill the training of any girl given to us. My feelings for Sakura's loss of innocence and freewill were diminishing very quickly from the understanding of what Sakura now needed of me to complete her training.

My only thoughts at the time was how rare it was for a girl to give their will up like that so soon after entering level 2. I was excited with the knowledge that not only would Gladius be very pleased with this, Sakura's training would now take a different route than the others. It was important for me to instill the master/slave relationship in her heart before she had time to reconsider her gift and recover her will.

So after fucking her in the shower and explaining to her she would be going home with me, I sent her to rest in her room and told Nathan what happened.

That evening, all the guys came over to watch Sakura fuck me then suck me off before each getting a blow job by her too. Nana was a little jealous of all the attention this little girl was getting, but once Sakura was curled up in my bed and fell asleep instantly from all the activity that day, I fucked Nana's brains out before we joined Sakura in bed.

I spent two days in my suite with Sakura and Nana, using Nana's programmed enslavement as a tool to further Sakura's self enslavement by example. Nana's jealousy seemed to disappear when she realized what I was doing, and I even found Nana growing quite attached to her slave-mate.

Each night, all the guys came over to see what progress I had made and to sample her goods, and while Sakura always performed her duties without hesitation, she always kept an eye on me to watch for my reaction to her work.

On the third night with Sakura, Nathan came in late and announced that Hye had graduated to level five and Kristen was almost ready to graduate to level four. We all were excited to hear that, and as Nathan started to work out a schedule for her gangbangs, Peter suddenly remember some other news.

"Oh, guess what Whitney told me last night! Janel the bitch is calling it quits and leaving!"

Even though Peter had already told Chris the night before, Chris was as enthusiastic as the other were to make jokes about her and shit like that. But for some reason it didn't sit right with me. I laughed at their jokes and even made up a few of my own, but my heart really wasn't into it.

I tossed and turned all night, and not even an exhausting fucking with Nana didn't help me to fall asleep. Shit, okay.. I did fall asleep after fucking her, but I kept waking up feeling guilty and thinking of Janel for some reason.

Waking to finding Sakura's young body nestled up against my chest with my arm draped over her like a blanket brought my mind into sharp focus on what had troubled me all night long.

I made the decision to go see Lea who I felt was the only person who could help Janel lose the pain she carried around like I had for so long. I knew I would be risking expulsion from Gladius's domain, but I felt... responsible for her desire to leave and wanted to make it up somehow.

So I left Nana in charge of helping Sakura learn control over her vaginal muscles and stuff, then carefully made my way to the path leading up the mountain, keeping out of sight as much as I could.

The path, the cliff, the town below all looked different at that time of day. I kept having to stop and check to see if I had taken a wrong turn or something. When I finally reached the clearing, the confirmation of seeing the ashes from our weekly campfires was a relief, but then I realized I had no idea where Lea's cave was in relation to the site.

I must have spent three hours wandering around the area, once I even got lost for a while, but then I worked out how to navigate by using the wall above and the two cliffs below to guide me.

I finally just gave up and sat down on a rock at the edge of the clearing overlooking the path and town below. It was such a pretty country, and I started feeling a little sick to my stomach knowing how I and others had been raping the people of this land.

"Sometimes you can see the ocean from here," Lea's voice said beside me.

"How long have you been standing there?" I asked after getting over my surprise.

"Long enough to see you are not who you believe to be," she said without looking away from the horizon.

"I'm not?" I said, somehow not surprised by her riddle of a response.

"You are here to ask me something?" she said after a brief silence.

"Uhm, yeah, I guess," I said turning and looking out on the scenery as well.

She waited patently, never stirring or making any sound beyond that of her gentle breathing which I seemed to hear acutely. I had the strong suspicion she already knew why I was there, so I was trying to get her to show her cards by making her wait.

But from the moment I had heard her speak, my body tingled all over craving the exquisite pleasure her witchcraft could provide. I was anxious, yet unwilling to show it, and I nearly had it beat if the wind hadn't stirred her hair and caught my eye.

For a little girl, Lea was very beautiful. Her skin was almost pinkish white topped with glistening red hair and the wettest reddest lips I had ever seen.

I don't know how long I stared at her, but I became quite embarrassed when she smiled without looking at me. Despite this, however, I didn't stop my eyes from wandering across her body again, and to my surprise she did a slow 360 for me.

When she finished, I looked in her green eyes and saw... I guess I saw her intelligence. A mind much older and wiser than that of the vessel which contained it. A being which despite her young physical age expected and deserved the respect due to an oracle or reverend mother, and I understood what my role or behavior should be.

"You're very beautiful," I said softly without breaking eye contact.

"Thank you," she said politely but without a sign of humility.

"I came up here to tell you Janel is leaving us."

"Yes, I know."

"But... Then why haven't you helped her like you helped me?"

She smiled with amusement, then said, "Helped you?"

"Yes. You know what mean. You took away the pain from... You know."

"I did no such thing, Joey."

"Yes you did!" I said desperately, my eyes tearing up from the strength of my emotions. "I mean, ever since you... Ever since... You must know what I mean, and I know Janel is the way she is because she.. She.."

"Go on..." she said calmly as I struggled to make sense of what my emotions were trying to tell me.

"I... I can't..." I said truthfully as felt the pain return. "Please don't make me? I don't want to feel like that again. Shit it hurts!"

"You must... For your sake, Janel's sake, and your family's sake as well," she said firmly. "Tell me what it is."

"I can't...." I said before shakily pitching myself off the rock and falling a good twenty feet into some branchy underbrush.

My head hit a branch before I reached the ground, and while I never lost consciousness, I was too dazed to move for several minutes.

"That was a very foolish thing to do, Joey," Lea said gently from beside me.

"I'm sorry," I said without thinking while I tried to pull my senses back together.

When her hand brushing across my left cheek, my disorientation and confusion vanished as my mind and senses all focused on her touch, noting the texture and warmth of her young hand as she caressed my face a few moments then withdrew her hand from my space.

I found my heart pounding and my entire body pumping with energy, and despite the aches and pains I felt from my fall, I got up to my feet and silently followed her up the trail and into the underbrush beyond the clearing.

We came to a broad path where she looked up at me with another smile and offered her hand. I took it with the understanding that she was holding my hand not the other way around.

I felt remarkably calm and at peace with myself, even though I knew she would only make me face the pain I had been running away from all this time. I pondered on this for several minutes until I realized I simply wasn't able to deny Lea anything she wished. I was sure she hadn't done anything to my mind, but I couldn't get over how... good I felt about being... well, being hers.

We came to a burbling mountain stream that fed a shallow man-made pool. She let go of my hand and stepped into the pool, and after a moment's hesitation I stripped and did the same.

I dunked my head in the water to wash the sweat and grime from my face, and was shocked when I saw the swirls of blood in the water in my wake. The bump on my head stung when I tested it with my hand, so I steadied myself when Lea came over to inspect.

"It is just a break of the skin," she concluded after carefully parting my hair around the wound.

"I'll live then?" I said somewhat humorously.

"Perhaps," she said before I felt her hands touching the sides of my head.

Like a balloon deflating, every muscle in my body relaxed as I let out a big sigh. She whispered some words into my ear that I must have agreed to without really knowing it, then she let her hands fall to my shoulders and released me from her powerful relaxing spell.

I opened my eyes feeling completely at ease, ready to do whatever she asked me to do no matter what displeasure it may hold.

"You asked me to help Janel like I had helped you, but I did nothing to you which I haven't already done with Janel numerous times."

"Then why..." I began to say before realizing she was giving me this opportunity to work it out myself.

"What makes you believe Janel suffers from the same problem as you?" Lea prompted me while experimentally exploring my shoulders with her tiny hands.

"I don't know, really. Something about the way she acted when she told me she fell in love with someone. He must have hurt her really bad to never want to fall in love again."

"So you felt something from her?"

"Yeah, I guess."

"Something familiar?"

"Yeah... It did feel... Familiar."

"And that's why you thought I could help her like you believed I helped you?"

"Yes. Exactly. Only..."

"Only what?"

"You said you didn't do anything different to me than what you've done to the others?"

"Yes," she confirmed as her hands tested the firmness of my right arm's muscles in an innocent manner.

"I don't understand then," I sighed before flexing that arm for her.

I watched her carefully feel the muscle's shape and texture yet concentrating on figuring out what it was I was supposed to understand. When she indicated I could relax my arm and then gently straightened it out to explore my upper arm and hand, I realized I had flexed my arm so long for her that it stung like there were little needles stabbing it here and there.

I didn't hesitate to drop that train of thought, then paused to consider why I had done so. Why was I so willing to do whatever she suggested? I felt no overwhelming need to server her. No desire to please her. I was certain the pleasure which she inflicted on me hadn't...

"I..." I began shakily as I grasped her hand to get her to look up at me. "I am your..."

She cocked her head and smiled sweetly at me, and somehow that gave me the strength to say what I was having trouble saying.

"I am your slave," I said softly.

"Are you? Are you sure?"

"Yes. I am," I said with confidence. "You enslaved me Saturday night."

"Oh? And how did I do that?"

"How? I don't know how.. I guess with your witchcraft."

"My witchcraft?" she said, truly amused. "What witchcraft is that?"

"You know... You can make people feel pleasure... Pleasure beyond anything I ever dreamed of. You may not think of it as enslavement, but from what I've seen of the others, they'd do anything you'd ask them to."

"But what of yourself, Joey? Yes, the others crave to feel my... witchcraft. Perhaps they would do anything for it, but not without some reservation. And they would have never even considered coming to me to ask me for help because they wouldn't risk my punishment for coming here uninvited. Had that not occurred to you?"

"What? Oh, you mean punishment? Only if Gladius or someone down there caught me. I didn't think you would punish someone for something like this."

"But you weren't certain, were you?"

"No, I guess not. But..."

She waited for me to continue without any further prompting, so I took a deep breath and said, "I guess I didn't care if you punished me or not. In a way, I suppose I wanted you to."

"You believed I helped you with your problem, and you also think I made you my slave. They are both the one and the same, and I did neither. You did."

"I did?" I said shocked. "But why would I want to be your or anyone's slave?"

"You have the answer you came for. All you have to do is think it out," she said, moving to get out of the pool.

Stunned, I could only watch her walk into the underbrush, then jerked myself out of the water realizing she was just going to leave me there.

"Wait! There is something else I must ask you! Please WAIT!"

As I suspected, she was nowhere to be seen. While I hadn't had anything else to ask her at the time I had said it, I stood there with tears in my eyes from realizing I did indeed have another question that I really needed to ask.

"Does my mom still..." I managed to blurt out before I choked on my emotions.

"Of course she does, Joey. She always will."

I have no idea where she was when she said it, and I didn't even look around to see if I could find her. I just smiled and wiped my eyes and nose with my hands before whispering "Thank you, mistress," and walked back to the pool to get my clothes.

The walk back down seemed to take no time at all since I was deep in thought about what Lea had said. I knew she was right. For some reason the idea I was her slave had removed that rotting ball of emotion I had been so relieved to get rid of.

I didn't even try to sneak my way past the guards watching the courtyard leading to the path up the mountain. If they had a problem with my unscheduled visit to my mistress, then I figured they would just have to take it up with her.

Actually, I found out later that I hadn't really slipped by them the first time. They had somehow contacted Lea for instructions on what to do. Obviously her answer had been for them to allow me to pass, and apparently not to bother me when I came back down.

I had already passed the slut house before I realized it, then decided that it wasn't my destination anyway. I walked to the other side of town and studied the building which housed the female teen voices.

I had once heard them refer to their dwelling as the garden house, but until recently, the guys had always referred to it as the big bitch house.

The garden was actually pretty fitting considering it was surrounded by flowers and had hanging plants, fountains, and even a small pond and stream running through its lobby. A pair of teen boys and a young man were tending the plants with great dedication, and I was very impressed with the place. They certainly had style.

As I rode up in the glass elevator, I was a bit disgusted with the guys. I mean, I had found out the previous week that the reason the lobby in the slut house didn't use the air conditioning was because the guys liked their slaves to be all sweaty and wet when they came home. Instead of giving their girls something to do that was somewhat worthwhile and pleasant, they had them lay about in the heat focusing on how badly they wished their master would come and use them.

I didn't know for sure where Janel's room was, but I guessed it would be in the same location as Peter's was since she was the oldest of the girls. As it happens, I was right.

"May I help you?" the nude brunette guy answering my knock said.

"Is Mistress Janel here?" I said, then catching the sight of Janel sitting up her bed inside.

"What do you want?" Janel spat.

When the nineteen year old doorman with the football player build didn't move to unblock the door, I looked Janel in the eyes and said, "Lea sent me."

The surprise on her face only showed a moment, then she said, "Let him in, slave! Can't you see he's a voice?"

"I am so sorry, my queen!" he said as he rushed to grovel at her feet on the bed.

Janel covered herself with the top sheet after noticing my eyes inspecting her breasts. She wasn't that bad looking if you just didn't look at her face. Actually, it wasn't as much her face as the expression it wore all the time.

"Oh, go finish packing your shit, you piece of meat," she said, apparently pleased with his response.

"Yes, my queen," he said getting up to his feet and bowing to her and then to me.

"Nice ass," I said, wishing to compliment her choice of slaves for some reason.

"What did you mean, Lea sent you?" she said sharply.

"She didn't exactly send me, but I.."

"I knew it! Get out!"

"Wait. Let me finish. I just came from talking to her about you. She knows I'm here, just didn't actually tell me to come here."

"What did she have to say about me?" Janel said, suddenly timid.

"Uhm, well, to tell you the truth, we never actually got around to talk about you precisely, but I went up there to ask her to help you like I thought she helped me, and after a lot of riddles and stuff, she told me I had the answer if I just thought about it."

"What makes you think I need your or her help?" Janel asked in an outrage. "I.."

On some kind of instinct, I cut her words off by leaping up to her and kissing her on the lips.

My mass and strength easily kept her from pulling away, and even though she tried her hardest to break away for a minute, she suddenly grabbed me and pulled me against her even more than I was doing to her.

When I felt her mouth open and her tongue probed my lips, I took a gamble that she wasn't faking it and let her in.

It was while she was busily tonguing my mouth that her pet grabbed my hair and quickly wrapped his arm around my neck as I yelled, then I found myself struggling to get my breath from his choke hold while Janel just sat that grinning.

By the time I managed to disable the big asshole, I had been nearly ready to pass out and had to take a few minutes gasping for breath on my knees.

"I think I like you best that way. On you knees that is," Janel teased as she finished dressing by slipping her shoes on.

I looked up at her with a cold look, then noticed something I hadn't seen before. A early high school prom picture of her and...

"What he do?" I said with reasonable clarity. "Fuck you and leave you?"

Her face paled when she realized what I was talking about, then she screamed, "GET OUT!"

I knew I had found the right nerve, so I pressed harder by saying, "You enslaved him after he dumped you, right? He just played you for a fuck or two and then left you to rot, so you made him your.."

"GET!!! OUT!!!!" she screamed even harder before taking in a deep breath and doubling over in a huge sob.

When she didn't try to continue her plea for me to leave, I realized something wasn't quite right here. I stood there watching her pitifully crawl under the covers to hide as she wept, then realized she wasn't hiding from me, but him.

I probed his mind and searched to find when she had enslaved him and why. When I found it, I felt that ball of rotting emotion return inside my heart and chest.

Corby West hadn't betrayed her in the least. He had loved her as much as any fourteen year old guy can love a girl, and hadn't wanted to ruin the relationship by having sex yet.

But Janel had other ideas, for she had picked Corby because he was the cutest, the sportiest, and the sexiest of the freshmen class at her school. She did fall in love with him, but not until after she accidentally used her unknown abilities during a daytime fantasy to make him desire her body and to have passionate sex with her.

By the time she had realized her abilities and began to have some control over them, Corby was nothing more than a yes boy, a slave for her to satisfy her body's needs. And instead of trying to undo the damage she had done, she just made him even more the slave just so she wouldn't lose him.

I felt dizzy from discovering this, and I stumbled ever so slightly backwards and sat down on the bed.

"Why do I feel... What does this have to do... Why do I fEEL..."

There it was.. Now standing up on two feet was Janel's version of what that ball of rotting emotion was about. Only in my case... In my case it hadn't been an accident, and...

"Oh my God, NO!" I said as that ball of emotion returned and exploded in my chest.

I don't know what happened next. It's all just a jumble of emotion and pain. All I know is I ended up under the covers with Janel while we clung onto each other in a partial two way as we shared our mutual shame and pain.

We stayed under the covers for hours and hours, switching back and forth between talking and sharing our thoughts as we worked out our guilt and our pain little by little. We became good at anticipating when to hold the other supportively when they needed it, and it was as much the knowledge that the other really did understand as the physical contact that helped us through it all.

Janel and I worked out why I had felt better thinking I had been Lea's slave. Even back when I had Tim's rat in my head, I felt the... guilt of what I had tried to do. A part of me will never forgive myself for turning against my age old friend for my own selfish reasons. So by being someone else's slave, I was in a sense getting what I deserved. An eye for and eye, I suppose.

Around midnight, I started helping her undo the commands which had accumulated over five years of Corby's enslavement. I fell asleep at some point, but awakened to Corby's and Janel's sobs when she had finished and woken him up.

I left the garden just as the horizon started to lighten, and even though I was very drained and tired still, I didn't go back to the slut house, but instead made my way back to the path leading up the mountain.

Lea was sitting on the rock when I reached the clearing, and we watched the sunrise together before I asked her, "You never enslaved me, did you?"

"No, of course not."

"I betrayed him. I loved him and betrayed him. I tried to enslave him just so I could have voice without having to answer to him. And now he's dead, and I threw away the only thing that I could have used to... I still hate his guts, but now I feel so guilty for feeling that way. I wish I was your slave. Then I'd have a reason to live."

"Joey, you have a very big reason to live. Your loved one isn't around anymore to live his life, so he needs you live your life as best as you know how. You can not imagine how important it is to his future that you do so."

"Really?" I said, looking at her without restraining any of the astonishment on my face. "What kind of future could he have?"

Without looking at me, she simply smiled and pat my hand on the rock with her tiny one, then on the last pat the world exploded in pleasure.

I awakened with a start, hearing Nathan and Jonas calling my name from below. I look around me to confirm Lea's absence before getting up off the ground beside the rock and yelling out I was there.

Just before Nathan, Jonas and Gordon rushed up the path out of breath, I looked up at the surprisingly late afternoon sky and spat, "All right, you controlling manipulative bastard! For you! I'll fucking do it for you!"