Part XIII - 1: Musical Bodies

It was him. The man who Tom had met at the police station and had obviously implanted the fake memory of Sarah's corpse had apparently refined his skill and had taken up residence at the college Tammy attended. He was a little older, and I didn't see the girl from Tom's memory anywhere in Tammy's mind, but it was definitely him.

Holly was almost unreasonable from the way I hadn't given her five more minutes to pack, and was in a sour mood for a good hour after we left. I wasn't paying any attention to her because I was concentrating on driving while trying to sense any attempts to contact Tammy's mind.

But once we were far enough away from Memphis, I relaxed a little and finally noticed Holly's foul mood sitting right beside me.

"Hey, you're not still mad at me, are you? I didn't have much choice. We had to get out of there fast."

"Five minutes. That's all it would have taken," she repeated for the hundredth time.

"I know, and I'm sorry. Look, I'll buy you anything you need until its safe to go back and get your stuff. But five minutes could have made all the difference. I even considered leaving Midge and Beany, but I knew you wouldn't leave at all if they were just left out in the weather like that."

"You're right, I wouldn't have. Will you please tell me what is going on? I wouldn't have moved an inch without an explanation if I didn't trust you, but you've pretty much stretched that to its limit."

I explained to Holly what had happened to Joey's dad and a little of how we uncovered the faked memory. I was trying to work my way up to what Tammy had to do with it, but she stopped me before I got there.

"You still haven't told me what's wrong with her. Why can't she remember anything, and why is she acting so strange?"

"Uhm, the guy I was talking about can do what I can do, but he uses it to implant another personality into every pretty girl he comes across. That personality takes over when they sleep or when he calls them. They live their normal everyday life without ever knowing they become his sexual playthings every night and sometimes part of the day too."

"And... And Tammy... She's one of them?" Holly said staring back at her best friend.

"I'm afraid so. This guy is really good too. I mean I'm not an expert like my dad, but I couldn't find any trace of that second personality until it had taken control. And it's like a perverted copy of Tammy. She knows everything the real Tammy knows, does, and can act just like her. I think she can even alter the real Tammy's memories just to keep her from catching on. Oh, and Tammy, the real Tammy I mean, hasn't had sex since Justin dumped her over a year ago."

"You mean all those times she had those guys over... "

"Yeah. That was the other Tammy doing that."

"Shit. Did she even go to church?"

"She went to church, all right. But afterwards this guy called for her and she went to him. She spent all day doing stuff you don't want to know about, and... "

"And?" she said when I paused to consider whether to tell her the truth yet.

"Shit, Holly. He programmed Tammy to lure you into going with her tomorrow so he can make you into his toy too. That's why you had to come along."

"Oh... " Holly simply said.

I could feel Holly's mind churning away thinking of all those times where she had been duped by the fake Tammy. And then she finally let it sink in she could have easily wound up with the same thing happening to her. And that got her really thinking.

After several minutes of deep thought, Holly finally sighed and said, "Tim, I have to know everything he's done to her. What if he already did it to me, and not just her?"

"I'd know it by now if he had, Holly. Besides I haven't had time to go through her mind that much, but if he had, don't you think she would have known? I can check you and her out a little more later, but it really takes a lot of concentration. I can't afford trying that while I'm driving and keeping my mind open for his probes. We're just gonna have to wait... "

"What's the matter?" Holly said concerned by my pause.

"Nothing wrong, it's just... my dad sort of does the same thing as this guy does. I don't though. I mean, I have used my abilities to help make a girl's mind up, but I've never actually forced anything on anyone like that... What I'm trying to say is, if it wasn't for Sarah still being missing, I'd... I'd probably only have made sure you weren't made a slave and let Tammy go on like she is."

"WHAT! You mean you'd let this creep keep using her like... like a toy?"

"I know it sounds cruel, but... Damn it Holly. I can't go around trying to save every single person who falls under control of a telepath. I just got home from trying to keep some other people from becoming life time slaves, and I just want to live in peace. At least he lets them live their normal life too. And I think he lets them go after he gets tired of them. The best I can do is to not do it myself and protect the people I care about."

"But Tammy is my best friend."

"I know. And I'm going to help her. But you have to understand that I'm doing this to find out if Sarah is still alive and what happened to her as much as doing it for you."

"I don't understand anything," Holly said unhappily. "Do you believe people have a right to make other people do horrible things against their will?"

"No, but... Look, you still want to find out what he did to her, right?"

"Yes. Even more now than I did before."

"Okay. Well, it would be a lot easier for her to tell us than it would be for me to fish it out. But in order to do that, I'd have to make her... our slave instead of his."

"You can't be serious."

"I'm very serious. The thing is, only the perverted Tammy has access to the memories we want to hear about, and it would be really easy to just make her our slave and have her tell us everything we want to know. Actually, that's the only way I can think of doing it without having to pull over and spend a lot of time reprogramming her mind."

When Holly didn't say anything, I said, "Well?"

"Well what? Do what you have to do. It's not like I have a choice in the matter."

"Of course you do. We just don't have very many options to choose from, that's all."

"Then what choices do we have?"

"Either I turn her into our slave, or we wait until we get to my dad's place and let him turn her into his."

"Shit. You know what my answer is, so stop playing games," she said crossly.

"Holly. Hey," I said, rubbing her thigh. "I'm sorry for putting you through all this. I wouldn't be doing this if I didn't think it was important. I really won't let anything happen to you or Tammy."

Holly sighed again, then looked over at me and stared for a few moments.

"Can I ask you a question and have you answer it completely honestly?" she finally said.

"Uhm, yeah."

"Am I nothing more than a good fuck to you?"

Stunned by her statement, I looked over at her probably longer than I should have while driving, then put the blinker on and pulled onto the shoulder and stopped.

"Well?" she said, her face and voice not showing even a hint of her distress.

"Of course you're more. I won't say I love you more than anyone else in the world because that would be a lie. But I do love you Holly Marie Strodmeyer- Quinn. I'm sorry if you didn't know that already."

"So I'm not just some girl you're toying with before turning me into a fuck doll," she said with a coldness to her voice.

"No you're not. What do you want me to say, Holly? What are you really asking me?"

"Am I your slave?"

"No. Never. I'd never do that to you or anyone else without their freely given permission."

"But you'd do it to Tammy."

"Shit, Holly. Why are you taking it this way? Tammy already is a slave. All I would be doing is making her our slave and not his. I wouldn't keep her, and I certainly wouldn't let you keep her either."

"But you wouldn't give her up before fucking her, would you?" Holly said even colder.

I looked her straight in the eyes and said, "I promised you I wouldn't, and I am not going to break my word."

Without another word, I pulled back onto the highway and sped up to where I was going as fast as I dared with the trailer. I was angry because it had hurt, and I didn't slow down for at least a good twenty minutes.

"I'm sorry," Holly said once I had relaxed a little. "All this... Shit, Tim. It scares me, that's all. I don't want to be anyone's plaything."

"And you won't be. I promise."

Holly unbuckled her seatbelt and leaned over to kiss my cheek.

"I have a secret to tell you," she said in my right ear.

"Yeah?"

"I love you too, Timothy Brandton. And if I had to be anyone's plaything, I'd want to be yours."

"Thanks," I said as I got over into the exit lane.

As soon as I stopped at the stop light, I turned my head and gave her a nice warm kiss, then we both grinned when the car behind us honked from the light turning green.

"What are we stopping for?" Holly asked after getting back in her seat.

"Food, gas, and I got to take a leak. And then if you're okay with it, I'd enslave Tammy to us before we get back on the highway."

"Tim, I don't really like the idea of having my best friend being my slave. If you have to make her yours, I probably could deal with that for a while. But just don't make her mine too, okay?"

"Yeah. Okay."

After gassing up the car, visiting the john, and filling our guts, I sat in the back seat with Tammy while Holly drove.

"Shit, Holly. Now I'm not sure if this is such a great idea. She's going to be very... insistent about having sex. He's made sex the most important thing in her life. I can't believe how strong her desire is."

"Well, can't you just fix that?"

"Maybe, but... The more I do now, the more it might make it harder to undo the rest of her programming later. I haven't had much experience with undoing hidden personalities. My dad uses them all the time, but we have a kind of agreement that we don't screw around with the other's business. When I talked to him before we left, he told me to try and do as little as possible to her mind after I made her my slave."

"Don't change anything else then. You can put her back to sleep if she gets out of hand, can't you?"

"Yeah. That's true. Well, here we go then," I said waking her.

"Master... " Tammy said groggily. "What is thy bidding?"

"What's the matter," I said, concerned by her expression of discomfort.

"I'm clothed in your presence, Master. My skin is burning," she gasped struggling to pull her shirt off.

"Tammy, stop. I don't want you to get undressed."

"Please Master! My skin is BURNING!" she wept.

"I order your skin to stop burning," I calmly said.

"MASTER it BURNS!"

"TIM! LET HER FUCKING TAKE IT OFF!" Holly screamed as the car weaved a bit.

"Take it off," I said before grabbing her shorts and tugging.

"Thank you Master. Thank you... " Tammy said calming down once everything was off.

"Is that better?" I said, rubbing her bare feet which had been the last thing to get uncovered.

"Oh Master. OH!" she said, shivering from my touches.

"Tim, you better not be touching anything I wouldn't like," Holly said, trying to see using the rear view mirror.

"Holly, keep your fucking eyes on the road. Just trust me okay?"

"It's not you I don't trust," Holly said. "It's her."

"Master, why do you let that slut talk to you like that?" Tammy said.

"Because she's not a slut." I simply answered as she spread her legs apart to give me a good view of her carefully trimmed pussy.

"But don't you want her to become your slut?" Tammy said slightly confused.

"He better not," Holly muttered.

"Tammy, tell us about the time you became a slut," I said, watching her begin to slowly play with her clit.

"Yes Master," she said, licking her lips seductively. "The first thing I remember is waking up in my old master's chamber of sex. My old master was laying on a bed with two other girls licking his wonderfully hairy chest. The moment I saw his Zeus's cock, I felt like I was dying from the thirst for his wonderful love juice. I ran to him and I sucked his cock for the first time without him having to tell me to. I thought I was never going to taste his hot yummy cum, but he honored me by fucking my mouth and finally gave me his seed to parch my thirst and taste the seed of my God. OH how I came and came. And then my Lord and Master commanded me to use my worthless ass to please his Godly penis, and I was so proud of myself that I never once let on how much it hurt. I must have... "

"Uhm, Tammy, when and where did you first meet him?"

"I told you, Master. I woke up in his chamber of sex. I had never seen him before."

"Then how did you know he was your master?"

"I just... knew, Master."

"What's the last thing you remember before you woke up in his chamber?"

"Going to bed in my dorm room after studying, Master."

"How long after that did you move into the Sorority?"

"About a month, Master. After my roommate wouldn't let me pleasure her, I had to find somewhere to stay. One of my master's sluts offered to get me into her Sorority, and afterwards we pleasured each other every night. Don't you want me to pleasure you Master? I am yours to do with as you wish."

"Not right now. I'm more interested in your old master. Do you know where he lives?"

"No, Master. I would go to a meeting place and be picked up, and I would go to sleep and wouldn't wake up until I was in his palace."

God she was getting me turned on. Tammy laid there with her legs spread wide, slowly finger fucking herself and playing with her nipples, never taking her lust filled eyes off of mine. I could smell her sex's odor, and her lips and tongue performed erotic dances whenever she wasn't speaking. I finally couldn't help but accept her offer, and held my hand above her mouth and watched her lustfully lick it with slow and steady strokes.

She lured my index finger into her mouth and started using her tongue and lips on it like it was the most delicious cock in the world. If it hadn't been for a pothole making me jerk my mind back to the task at hand, I know my face would have replaced her hand at her cunt.

Even though I was stretching the promise I had made with Holly, I fondled different parts of her nude and aroused body as I continued to question her.

Strangely enough, she could not recall a single instance where her master had used his powers on either her or anyone else. The most interesting instance of this was when she traded rooms with another girl who her master had indicated he wished to make his property. While her old roommate was busy with her, Tammy found that her new roommate was actually responding to her hints of having sex.

After the targeted girl was his, Tammy's master allowed her to continue rooming with the other, and a week later Tammy made her move by entering the shower with her.

Brenda was nervous while Tammy soaped her body. But the moment Tammy's tongue licked the suds off her left breast, Brenda pulled Tammy's head up to hers and plastered her body against her while she slipped her tongue into Tammy's willing mouth.

When Tammy reported to her master of the lesbian sex she had with a non slut, he told her she would be added to his collection and to cover for her disappearance on Saturday while she was sluttified.

Tammy was slightly surprised to awaken that Saturday with Brenda gone, and then was surprised even more when Brenda was in her bed when she awoke Monday morning. But she simply accepted it when Brenda woke up and told her their master would collect them both that evening and to plan being gone for a week.

This guy was good. He was smart, thorough, and didn't appear to have made any mistakes in concealing his identity, his associates, or location. Every instance where Tammy had been 'collected', she had closed her eyes and waited for an unknown person to lead her to the vehicle waiting for them. Once in the vehicle, she immediately fell asleep and didn't awaken until she was in the presence of her master, completely ignorant to where she was.

She knew he had many slave girls, but never saw any of them except for the three she lived with in the Sorority, and two others who also went to that college. The six of them all were required to have sex with another person at least once every two days, and since they only saw their master every other week or so, they became very dependant on providing each other's pleasure.

Tammy also made it very clear that she had desired very much to have sex with Holly, but because she could not reveal that part of herself to her without endangering the knowledge of her master's existence, she had resorted to finding other men and women to provide her with the pleasure she required while she was staying with Holly. But all those times she had brought guys home, she never once fucked any of them. All the moans Holly heard had been put on for Holly's benefit.