Jinx 13

As John Linch flew back from the Island of Gamorra the next day he day dreamed, black angry dreams.

The Conference had been a success in many ways. The factions fighting for control of the tiny island nation would not settle their differences in a few days or even years. Fortunately they had reached enough agreement to put an interim government in place. The uneasy peace he had helped establish would probably last until the next major crisis.

Gamorra had been populated by its former dictator, Kaizer, with a polyglot of humans, cyborgs, robots, mutants, genetic experiments, androids, and super powered beings. Kaizer had ruled with a cruel iron fist. It was to be expected that now that Kaizer had been overthrown that the different factions would be untrusting in a central authority. They were ready to use their own power to gain any advantage. They had lived too long in a society where might made right. Working together for the common good, under a system of law was a foreign concept to many of the islands inhabitants.

Luckily calmer heads had prevailed and a full scale civil war had been avoided. That was something to be proud of.

On the other hand, he had made a vast mistake on his last night in town. He had agreed to do the town with an old fellow member of Team-7.5. Cole Cash. Better known now as WildT.H.N.G. member Conman. Like John, Cole had been given incredible powers under the Jinx-12 experimentation program the government had used on them. Cole was fast, deadly with any weapon, and almost impossible to kill. He could also consume huge quantities of alcohol with almost no affect. John did not have that particular adaptation.

At some point during the night he had gotten separated from Cole and ended up in cyber-android whore house. In his drunken state he had ordered a custom droid prostitute and paid for a full night. Sex droids were programmed for pleasure. They had artificial add-ons that made them perfect sex partners. He proceeded to fuck the one he had asked for till he passed out. He had shoved and fucked his cock into every orifice the sex droid had, losing himself in a passionate fantasy. He awoke with the 6'4" tall, athletic, orange haired, big titted, young, sex droid sucking his 9 inch cock and licking his balls the next morning. In a computer generated voice she was promising to be his little Katty fuck slave forever. Her cyborg joy mouth was in vibrating mode and coating his cock with sensitivity jelly while her cybernetic tongue twirled and swirled around his glans. He had finally escaped from the pleasure palace with almost none of his pride intact. When he next saw Cole he might kill him. This was assuming his hangover didn't kill him first.

He couldn't deny what he had done though. He never blamed others for his own thoughts and actions.

"I'm a perverted old man who secretly wants to fuck the child he has promised to protect and help". It wasn't bad enough that he had had sex with a simulacrum of Katty, he had also imagined that AnnaFanna could have done just as good a job with an orange wig as the sex droid had done.

He was in a dark mood by the time his 6 hour transcontinental shuttle flight finally touched down at the LAX shuttle port.

When he reached the compound in Malibu, it was 4:00 AM local time and he was exhausted from the flight. After a quick check of the security monitors he decided to go to bed. Anna's logs showed that there was a visitor in the compound but he wasn't worried about it. Mr. Alton had been here since Friday night. If there had been any problem Anna would have made some note.

As he drifted off to sleep he was unaware that things had changed here at the compound.

AnnaFanna had been out shopping again. She was now back in her room busily trying out vibrators and creams on her pussy, ass, nipples, lips, underarms and any where else she could stimulate herself with pleasure. She had been masturbating for eight hours and had achieved an orgasm every three minutes 12.82 seconds on average. Some were better than others and she was enjoying finding ways to make herself feel even better. She was no longer concerned about anything besides Anna. When she did think about the kids and Vance it was only in passing. "I wonder how it would make ME feel to have sex with all six of them at once" she wondered. Sometimes though her mental gears seemed to clash. "What am I doing? Something is wrong with me? Who's done this to me?" she would wonder. Then the thoughts would dissipate like mist and she would move on to a neon green vibrator, nipple clamps and a fat pink butt plug.

Bobby and Sugah were so deeply asleep they were almost in a coma. Evidence of their sexual marathon was visible in the form of semen and pussy juices on their faces, whip marks on their asses and the fact that both of their genitals were puffy and red from overuse. Katty was sandwiched between the two horny young people. Her breasts were even larger today thanks to the chemical stew Vance had graced her with. In a week she would have size F or even FF tits if some adjustments weren't made. She had been sexually used in almost every way possible by her former friends. They had been her friends but now she was a toy to them. A sex toy to be used however they pleased. She had found herself protesting less and less. It was all so confusing and hard to resist. Even in her exhausted sleep she was dreaming of Vance and soon her addiction would have her rushing to him. She would perform any act he required as long as he made her feel good again.

Grunt had used his powers to transform himself. Moxy had been fucking him in the ass with a hard black rubber dildo. He had touched it and absorbed its properties. Laying behind the passed out Moxy, he was now a black rubber man with a permanent fat semi-rigid prick resting in her greased asshole. Moxy had used her powers to put the three of them in a zero gee playground. Vance had used them both physically and mentally until they had passed out. Both of them slept with the taste of Vance's semen on their lips.

Vance had been on mental guard awaiting the return of John Linch. When he had felt him approaching the gate and driving in, he had gone into mental hiding. He erected a cone of mental silence around himself. Being very careful he mentally tracked John's progress through the house. He was tensed and ready to brain blast the man if he threatened to look in on any of the kids. The surprise he would find might give him a heart attack but it would definitely reveal that something was up. He wanted to make Linch's conversion as painless and easy as possible. He knew he was more mentally powerful than Linch but he had no desire to exhaust himself trying to prove it.

Stripping down to his boxers, Linch laid down and prepared to sleep. Twenty minutes later his mind relaxed and his eyes began the characteristic movements of REM sleep. He was dreaming and his conscious defenses were down.

In another wing of the house, Vance got to work.

Ten hours later, Vance sat beside John's bed and looked down at his sleeping body. Vance had kept him asleep and defeated every effort on Linch's part to regain consciousness. Linch was bathed in sweat and Vance felt worn out himself. He was eating his second meal since his mental battle with Linch had begun.

He had used all his techniques on Linch but only in the last hour had he finally finished with his reprogramming. In the beginning, he had tried with limited success to dull Linch's mind with chemicals. He had used his illusion casting powers to show Linch, perversions, horrors and atrocities that must have seemed terrible and never ending. He had worked with hypnosis to weaken and reset Linch's unconscious mind to be obedient and subservient to him. He had locked Linch in the void for two full hours but still had not totally crushed his will. The fiercest battle had been his attempt to redefine Linch's self image.

They had met on the psychic plane and battled before a crystal sphere of glittering fireflies. Blasts of psionic energy had flown like lightning as they had fought for control of the sphere. Vance had been able to catch and reorient many of the points of light. Linch had fought back though, and been able to keep him from changing any of the major components of his makeup. Finally by attacking and destroying entire sections of Linch's memories he had destroyed enough of his strength and will that he had been able to achieve his desires. While he was confused about who and what he was, Vance had repeated his earlier attacks. He had then successfully hypnotized Linch. He had captured and reoriented Linch's symbolic self image and laid his most powerful compulsion of obedience and service on Linch's weakening mind.

Because Linch was a psionic, Vance had felt he had no choice, when dealing with him. If he couldn't control Linch, completely, with no doubt, then he would have to lobotomize or kill him. It had been a long hard battle but the results had never really been in doubt. He had all the time in the world and Linch couldn't escape Vance's control of his physical body. In reality Vance had been quite amazed at what he had found in Linch's mind. In defense of his country and the name of what he felt was right, he had performed acts which equaled or surpassed any evils that Vance had ever contemplated. And that secret pocket of fantasies and dark desires for his charges, Katty, Moxy and Sugah, had been especially titillating.

"How do you feel John?" Vance asked the wakening man.

"Like shit, thank you for asking, my Master" Linch replied, grimacing with pain and massaging his temple.

"What will you do for me John?" Vance asked.

"Anything you tell me to do, and you know it. I'm compelled to obey your slightest command and serve your every need. I can't deny you anything. In your service I have no morals, no conscience, no feelings of any kind. My only joy is pleasing you. I have an incredible desire to ravish you and then beg you to fuck and dominate me.".

"How does that make you feel?". Vance asked.

"You've left me with the memory of what you did and what I was before you did this to me. I want to kill you for that. At the same time I love and worship you. I could never hurt you or allow others to hurt or interfere with your desires. I am tortured. I am as my Master has made me. Thank you Master" Linch finished his speech and then fell to his knees before Vance.

"And you will never be able to tell anyone but me how you feel, you must convince all others that being my servant and slave is the most wonderful thing that has ever happened to you. Something that you want many others to share. Isn't that right slave?"

"Yes Master" Linch replied as he felt compelled to begin kissing and licking his Master's foot.

Sugah, Moxy, Grunt, Bobby, get Katty and come to Linch's Room. I want you here now! he telepathically ordered.

When the team arrived leading the docile big titted Katty between them, they were greeted by a most unusual sight.

John Linch, the leader of their team, the task master they had all feared was subserviently licking and kissing the black leather boots of their friend and new leader Vance.

Vance wanted to drive home with each of them that he was the BOSS now. He motioned them to stand and watch his newest slave perform.

John couldn't control his desire. He continued licking his Master. He worked his way up his boats to his black leather pants. He knew that he was providing the kids with a demented show of obedience but he just couldn't fight it. He loved the leathery taste. He brought his lips and tongue higher and higher. Kissing and leaving a trail of saliva from Vance's calves to his crotch. When he got there he couldn't stop himself from licking the outline of Vance's prick. He ached to taste it. Nothing would give him greater pleasure and satisfaction than to suck Vance till he shot his sperm into his mouth.

"Get it out and lick it John, give me your very best blow job" he ordered his slave.

The kids watched in amazement as Mr. Linch opened Vance's pants. He was quickly licking and kissing Vance's beautiful rod. Then he began deep throating Vance's prick. He licked and sucked it noisily. Panting through his nose as he pumped as much of Vance's thick cock as he could into his mouth. He was eager, lusty and sexually charged. He seemed to love what he was doing. To the highly aroused young people, it was a total turn on to watch their former leader brought so low. They cheered him on and wished they could take his place.

"Yeah man, suck that meat, suck it hard, make him shoot his fluff" Grunt chanted. He pulled his own dick out and began stroking it in time to Linch's mouth moving on Vance's cock. Linch had always been such an uptight cock sucker..........well now her really was a cock sucker. He stroked Moxy's breasts pulling and twisting her nipples till they were standing pink and rigid with arousal. He felt like fucking her face but he didn't want to be distracted. It was hard to look away from Vances cock.

Moxy sneered, "You're a cock sucking whore, Mr. Linch. You love it don't you. You love having his fat dick fucking into your mouth. I can see you're all hard and horny, Big Man. Use your tongue, you bastard. Make Vance cum. Make our Master cum you fucking pansy." she urged. She reached under Grunts pistoning hand and began rolling his balls in her hand. She licked her finger and then stuck it into Katty's ass and began finger fucking her.

"Ooo God Mr. Linch what are you........???? I'm so fucking horny.... I need.. I gotta have... You shouldn't but ... You must please Vance. Ohhh my ass, yeah Moxy fuck it girl. Oh Mr. Linch, Vance makes me feel good. I need... You should.... Yeah yeah that's right stroke his prick run down into your throat. Yeah that's ....... that's what I do. Yeah... well then I guess.... so you should too. Vance makes me feel so goooooooooddddd!!!! Suck his cock Mr. Linch suck him till he cums." Katty twisted the nipples on her ballooning tits with one hand and absent mindedly rubbed her clit with the other, while grinding her ass back into Moxy's pumping fingers.

Bobby watched his father slurping and sucking his best friends cock. His own prick was hard and twitching. He thought Fuck Dad you have always been Mr. Tough, Mr. Untouchable. Yet, here you are acting like a cum hound, trying to get my buddy to shoot his thick wad down your throat. You're not so Tough, you're not so Bad His thoughts were awhirl with possibilities seeing his father and former leader acting this way.

"Yeah Dad suck Vance's log, Vance is our leader now, we were crazy to ever follow a shit like you. You're not so fucking tough. You like to suck boy cock don't you Daddy! I bet you love it. I'm not afraid of you anymore. I can see what you are now. I bet you want my cock up your ass, don't you Daddy. You are a sick shit. You better please Vance cause he's our leader now. He makes the decisions. We all follow him. What he says is right. " Watching Vance's prick vanish and reappear from his father stretched lips, his own mouth watered with desire. He positioned himself behind Sugah never taking his eyes off the show. Fishing his cock out he raised her skirt and slid his meat into the cleft of her ass and began frigging her wet cunt and clit from behind.

Sugah's eyes were wide and her cunt was wet with arousal. "That's a good little pervert, Mr. Linch. You like that cock don't you? You want his man cream shooting in your mouth don't you? You were always such a judgmental bastard about my sexual preferences and here you are sucking cock like a pro. You are so lucky that Vance ALLOWS you to touch his sacred person. Vance is God. You're nothing. You had better please My God you sick son of a bitch or I'll fire a lighting bolt up your ass, that will make you glow for a week." Wetting her fingers in her fiery dripping pussy she transferred the juices to her anus and Bobby's hot prick. Leaning over she presented her ass to Bobby and helped him force his cock into her butt. She caught one of Moxy's nipples between her teeth and began to slurp and suck on it as Bobby reamed her asshole. Moxy stopped massaging Grunt and began fingering Sugah's cunny. Sugah returned the action and had Moxy moaning in ecstasy and floating up off the floor.

Vance couldn't hold it anymore. "Yeah John that's good suck all my cream down. Eat my cum!! Eat it!!! Eat it all!!! ARRrrrrrrrrrhghghghghg!!!!!" As he came he turned John's head so that he could see his former team. His team of young innocents. Innocents who now were fucking, fingering, swearing, and totally degenerated into Vance's fuck toys, ready and willing to obey his every desire.

John saw.

He saw Moxy screaming in mindless ecstasy, her fingers buried in another girls gash.

He saw Katty naked, jerking and frothing at the mouth as she came repeatedly her thighs wet with her juices.

He saw Grunt shooting streamers of cum over his hands, which he and Moxy then scooped into their mouths.

He saw Bobby, his son, butt fucking Sugah, and from the intense way he was watching John. John knew he was thinking of ass-fucking his father.

He saw Sugah cumming in buckets, her tongue lolling from her mouth, drool hitting the floor, her powers were creating a mini windstorm around her. As Bobby pulled his prick out and started spraying cum on her ass the wind caught his spray and whipped it around the room till everyone had cum on them.

He saw all of this but he didn't care. Master was cumming in his mouth. Master's thick hot sperm was shooting across his tongue and down his throat. Master was so very wonderful.

He was his Master's slave. He loved his Master even as he despised himself.

Hypknot cried his triumph to the sky "GAME OVER MAN!!!!!".