Vance scanned the compound to determine everyone's location. Moxy and Sugah were still in Sugah's room. Teddy and Bobert were down on the beach. Katty was just finishing her shower and was then going to the computer center. AnnaFanna was just leaving to get groceries and some repair parts for the last weight machine Katty had destroyed.
Vance headed towards the Beach. Staying out of site he observed both the boys. Teddy Ching (Grunt) was out in the waves on his boogie-board slicing through the waves and generally making an ass of himself. He had parked his boom box in a chair just above the surf. His favorite selection of Alice-In-Chains and Ten-Inch-Nails was blasting from the device scaring any sea life his bellows hadn't already killed. Bobert Bane (Flameout) was sun bathing on a towel ignoring Grunt as hard as he could. As always a frown of displeasure showed on his face. Vance knew that Flameout had been depressed since he had learned he was actually John Linch's son. Lots of unresolved garbage there to play with, if he choose to.
Vance reached out to Bobert's mind and shut him down, putting him to sleep. Fashioning an illusion of Fairchick in a mini green bikini he projected the illusion to Teddy.
"Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahooooooooooooooooo!!!!" Grunt yelled. Yanking hard on his board he did a 720 spin and finished it with a barrel roll over the top of the wave. He looked in to see if Bobert had caught his radical execution. Bob seemed to be missing but what he did see nearly stopped his heart and curled his dick. "Keerrist" he thought. Grunt quickly paddled to shore and walked over to sit on his towel. His eyes never left Katty's body as she performed some stretching exercises. "Fuck what great tits!!!", he thought "I'd hump her in a minute if she wasn't so fucking uptight, annnnddd if Moxy wouldn't rip my dick off and beat me to death with it".
Vance smiled as Grunt stared at the illusion of the stretching Katty Fairchick. He liked to experiment with new methods of control on his slaves. On Grunt he would use Hypnosis to change his thinking and an implanted compulsion to keep him permanently in line.
As he sat, Grunt felt a feeling of total relaxation and lassitude steal over his body and mind. "Wow man I am A- number-one stoned on my fucking ass and I didn't even take anything" he thought. He smiled a happy contented smile and kept staring at Katty's hot body. When Katty reached back and unhooked her bikini top dropping it to the sand, he just smiled wider. He didn't question why she was doing this or why he was not bothering to cover the huge erection in his OP's. Katty started doing aerobic exercises but Grunt found himself fixated on her beautiful breast's, large aureoles and erect nipples.
"Yes Grunt watch my nipples" Katty whispered in a sexy voice. "I'm here doing this just for your pleasure".
"Watch them bounce and move, see how firm and ready they are for you" she coaxed.
His eyes, became fixed on the nipples as they spun and bounced. Eventually the world faded away and only the nipples existed. After a few minutes of this he had sunk completely and willing into trance and at Vance's command his brain turned off. On inspection Vance found there hadn't been all that much there to begin with.
Vance spoke but Grunt heard Katty's voice. "Grunt you are going into a deep trance, you want to do this for me, if you go very very deep and surrender your will to me totally I will fuck and suck your cock forever, I will be your love slave. Watch my nipples see them rising and falling on my heaving chest. It's heaving with lust for you. Watch them and relax, let all your cares and worries flow out of your body. you are going deeper and deeper into trance, it feels so good, your want to surrender to the wonderful feeling..".
Vance flooded Grunts brain with mind drugs. Dopamine to relax him. Depressants to lower his aggressive nature. Euphorics and pyscho-tropics to make him feel good and make everything unreal to him.
"Close your eyes now and picture me in your mind Grunt" the Katty voice told him. Grunt obeyed docilely and Katty continued "stroke your hard cock and as you stroke it imagine me fucking it!". Grunt pushed his shorts out of the way and began jerking the chicken for Katty. He soon had an impressively thick erection with drops of pre-cum dotting the large purple head of his cock.
"As you stroke your magnificent prick you feel your self sinking deeper and deeper into trance, deeper and deeper, letting go of all thoughts and cares, you don't need to think, you just need to listen, and sink deeper and feel good and stroke and listen and surrender yourself to the wonderful feeling. Each stroke of your fingers helps you go deeper and deeper till there is nothing left to give up. You are totally relaxed totally ready to listen to my voice and do what I ask you to do." Vance used his mental powers to squash any resistance in Grunt's mind. He convinced him that anything he was told to do under hypnosis would be a command he could not disobey. That wouldn't be true of a normal hypnotist but Vance wasn't normal and he loved to cheat.
After five minutes of watching Grunt stroke himself and sink into trance. Vance was finally ready to give him his new working orders.
From now own Grunt you believe that Vance Alton is your best friend. You want him to join your group and lead you. You want him to be your Master and lover.
You want to do anything that Vance tells you to do.
You want to help Vance to achieve his goals.
If you are good and please Vance you will get to fuck Katty forever, she will belong to you. You will never tell anyone this but you know it is true.
You will not remember this time in trance but you will return to this state whenever you are told to "Stuff your dick up your ass".
You will never question why you feel as you do and will report any doubts about what you feel immediately to Vance.
Vance massaged his hypnotic commands into Grunt's mind and ear until he was happily agreeing to obey all of his commands. After all, each command was given with a gentle touch to Grunt's pleasure center. It felt like heaven to Grunt. Grunt didn't seem to notice that he had cum three times already and that streamers of cum were decorating his hands, chest, neck and arms. He kept on stroking himself, Dreaming of Fucking Katty while Vance fucked his ass or forced him to suck his cock and eat his cum. He had never had any homosexual urges before. The incredibly pleasurable images that Vance planted deep within his mind, made it impossible for him to deny this new aspect of his sexual being.
Feeling that Grunts hypnotic training was sufficient, Vance went about laying on the compulsion. He brought Grunt out of the Trance but left him in a sleepy dreamlike state, lying on his towel. After a quick scan to make sure no one would interrupt him he went to work.
He dug deep into Grunts unconscious mind looking for Grunt's self image. At the level Vance manipulated Grunt's thoughts, they appeared as streams of symbols. The Id the Ego and the Super Ego as proposed by some psychologists ceased to have any meaning. Symbols had meaning and each mind Vance encountered seemed to use its own symbology. Down at the base of what Grunt was, he found the symbol stream that defined Teddy Ching to reality and reality to Teddy Ching. In Grunt's symbological world, these symbols were like bricks forming a pyramid of self. The higher the brick the more important it was to Teddy's image of himself and the more it influenced how he acted and reacted to the world around him. Up near the top of Grunt's pile were his pride, his sloth, his loyalty, his bravery, his self serving nature. Vance kicked the brick that said "Hetero, Fuck girls" and reformed it to say "Bisexual- Fuck anything". Vance then mentally formed one huge new brick and put it on top of all the others. It's symbology was very plain "Obey, Please, and Desire Vance Alton".
With a bit of mental mortar he fixed his new brick in place. Grunt's compulsion was complete. Grunt would no longer be able to make any decision without considering how it would help him Serve and Please Vance. His self image, defined who and what he was and that image was now based on his new symbol nature. To deny this command would be to deny who Grunt knew he was down at levels where conscious thought stopped mattering. The hypnotic commands might wear off or lessen in affect with time but this change was nearly always permanent. Grunt was his newest slave.
Bobert/Flameout had slept through Grunt's conversion. Hypknot did a quick scan of Bobert's surface level thoughts and than started scanning deeper. Considering his options, Vance decided to work a memory adjustment. Placing a single hand on Bobert's brow he dove deep into the memory base that made up everything that Flameout remembered about his existence to this point.
As with most people Bobert's memories were a mishmash of images, odors, sounds, touches and tastes with emotive queues attached to them. Here for instance was little Bobby Bane's memory of his first day at school. It consisted of images, about 10 of sitting at a desk and the image of a building, the smell of disinfectant and the emotions associated with that day, worry, excitement, happiness, fear. Vance sorted though a trillion memories and discarded almost all of them as being unimportant to his effort. He would not have to erase any memories. He would definitely be creating millions of memories and adjusting a few hundred thousand others.
Vance had done this particular type of memory implantation many times before. He quickly built up a library of memories and emotional queues that would make Bobert have a full and robust memory of his oldest most loved friend and most trusted confidant, Vance Alton. His new and adjusted memories would convince him that Vance had always told him what to do and that if he just did what he was told everything would work out, and he would be happy. Adjusted memories would also show him that not obeying and doing what Vance told him to do would lead to misery and unhappiness. Bobert also had full memories of Vance doing some very unusual things, such as using Moxy, Sugah and Katty as sexual playthings, as well as many other men and women. He also now remembered many orgasmic sessions of sex with Vance and other women. He remembered that he was Bi-sexual and loved both Hetero and homosexual encounters, he wasn't choosy. The emotions associated with these memories would make sure Bobby remembered that he approved of this. He would remember that he even wanted to help Vance to dominate and control more people. He would remember being happy, loved, proud and fulfilled whenever he helped Vance accomplish his goals. He would remember that Vance had good reasons for doing what he did and that Bobby agreed with those reasons, though he would be vague on what the reason's were.
Once the memories were implanted he flooded Bobby's sleeping mind with some of his special mind altering neuro- transmitters. While his brain was in a deeply receptive state, Vance put in some hypnotic programming that would insure that Bobby, trusted, loved, desired, wished only to obey and serve Vance. Bobby would do whatever he was told and find it very difficult to question any commands he was given by Vance. If he did question Vance's commands, his memories would quickly convince him that he shouldn't. The veneer of hypnotic commands plus the strong memory base that made questioning those commands unlikely would insure that Bobby would be a happy and obedient slave to Vance's will.
Vance was doing a final checkout on Bobert's indoctrination when he decided to make one physiological change to his new slave. Flameout had always been a cold fish, a loner, angry at the world and himself. He had never had much of a social or sexual life. Hypknot made some changes to Bobby's body that should change that. He telekinetically examined Bobby's testes and found that they weren't producing half the normal amount of testosterone, the hormone that stimulates the development of masculine characteristics. With a little manipulation Vance was able to insure that Flameout would now be getting twice the normal amount.
In addition Vance made sure that an extra billion or so sensory receptors were now attached to Bobert's skin, cock , balls, anus, nipples, and lips. All of these new receptors would route their information through the pleasure center of his body. Bobby would now experience even pain as a pleasurable experience. In the near future Bobert would find his voice deepening, hair growing, and muscles thickening. He would also find that sex, whether masturbation, making out, or fucking, were now infinitely more pleasurable than they had been before. Bobby's new sexual awareness would change him into a bisexual satyr within a few days, he wouldn't be able to resist his new cravings for pleasure.
"Wake up guys. Your going to get a sunburn, sleeping out here" Vance called to the awakening young men. Vance had cleaned the boys up before he released their minds. Neither young man would remember it but they had just licked and sucked each others pricks until they had cum in geysers of cream. After kissing and licking up the evidence, Vance had the young men dress and lay back down on their towels.
Both Grunt and Flameout opened there eyes and looked up at Vance.
Grunt knew that this was his best friend, Vance. He thought to himself, "Geez I've really got to see if there isn't something I can do to help Vance out. I got to stop thinking about myself so much. It's so important that Vance get what he wants. I must help him". "How're they hanging Vance? Did you catch my chop and slice on the blue earlier? Man I was eating those waves for breakfast." Teddy said.
"Vance has seen you fall off your board before Grunt", Bobby replied looking up sleepily at his best friend. "Anything I can do for you Vance? You need some help with the girls or anything?" he asked.
"Yeah, man if you need some help, I'd by Maxxed if you'd let me.." Grunt volunteered. Grunt hoped that Vance wanted to fuck. He really felt like cumming with a hard dick up his ass. Maybe he could interest Bobby in a little roll on the beach. Licking his lips he imagined he could taste cum on his tongue.
"Just get out of the sun guys", Vance called as he walked back towards the house, "I wouldn't want you to fry your Brains."