The Pulse
Copyright© 2025 by Golasgil
Chapter 8
Mind Control Sex Story: Chapter 8 - Jake Conway has fought his way through school and at eighteen the end is in sight. At the bottom of the popularity heap, he can't wait to leave school and start a new life. But then The Pulse happens and his life is changed for ever.
Caution: This Mind Control Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Mind Control Romantic Heterosexual Fiction School Rough Spanking Anal Sex Double Penetration Masturbation Oral Sex Safe Sex
I slowly became aware of a beeping sound. It seemed very loud. As I became slightly more aware I heard more background noise, feet walking back and forth, voices raised in discussion, someone crying in pain. I groaned, my head hurting as I moved it slightly.
“Jake? Oh Jake, can you hear me?”
Why was Tina sounding so upset?
“Jake?”
I groaned again and I slowly opened my eyes. It took me a couple of moments to focus and then I saw Tina’s tear-streaked face close to mine.
“Oh Jake. ThankyouThankyouThankyou...”
And I was suddenly wrapped in a huge hug.
There was a sharp jab from something in my forearm and I hissed with pain. I looked down and saw a needle in my arm leading up to a drip of some kind suspended from a metal frame by the bed. Tina must have moved it when she hugged me.
“I’m sorry Jake!” She looked very drawn and worried but so relieved.
“Where am I?” I croaked.
“You’re at The Royal Berks, Mr Conway, in Accident and Emergency.”
The voice came from a middle aged lady in a dark blue medical outfit.
“You collapsed and after checking that you were breathing your quick thinking friend here drove you to the hospital. And for the last three hours we’ve been trying to figure out what might have caused you to faint.”
“Faint?” Memory began to return along with a stinking headache.
“We were getting into the car after the concert. Do you remember?” Tina was helpfully holding up the t-shirt that I’d bought.
“Yes, I remember.”
My head hurt. I’d used the Pulse. A lot. God my head hurt. Suddenly the most ludicrous thing occurred to me.
“Tina! We need to get you home. Your parents will be so worried.”
She turned to the nurse with an ‘I told you so’ look on her face.
“Your girlfriend has called her parents who in turn have called yours. They will probably be here any minute.”
“You shouldn’t have, I was just tired.”
“Tired? We couldn’t wake you Mr Conway. You’ve been on fluids and without availability for an EKG tonight we’ve just been concentrating on maintaining your vitals. Has anything like this happened before?”
“When I get really tired I just need to rest. And I didn’t have much to eat this evening...”
I got a very old fashioned look from the nurse who clearly thought that I was on drugs.
“Look, I’m feeling fine now. Sorry to have scared you Tina but I’m OK. Nothing a Coke and Mars bar won’t fix.”
I started to sit up and tried to ignore the headache.
“You need a proper evaluation including a medical history. Please lie down.”
Between the two of them and my splitting headache I gave in and lay back. It wasn’t long afterwards that a chestnut brown-haired blur flew into my arms. Fiona kissed my face all over reassuring herself that I appeared to be mostly healthy before holding me by my shoulders.
“Don’t you ever do that to me again. Don’t scare me like that. What on earth happened?”
Mum and Dad joined Fiona by the bed and also seemed to need to touch me to make sure that I was real.
“I’m fine, I just fainted or something I suppose.”
“Three hours unconscious points to something a bit more serious than low blood sugar, Jake!”
I looked embarrassed as my parents scolded me for not looking after myself. The nurse quickly pulled my parents aside to get a detailed medical history in an attempt to help me.
Fiona finally let go of me and seemed to notice Tina for the first time. Tina had faded into the background when everyone else appeared and looked rather uncomfortable now that it was just the three of us.
“Fiona, I’d like you to meet Tina. Tina, Fiona.”
“Hi.”
“Hello.”
There was an uncomfortable embarrassed silence and then Fiona surprised us both by hugging Tina.
“Thank you for getting him here and calling. You must have been really scared.”
“I didn’t know what else to do. I’ve only had two driving lessons and wasn’t really sure where the hospital was but I knew that it would be quicker than waiting for an ambulance on a Saturday night.”
“You drove me here? In my car?”
The girls looked at each other and burst into laughter at the surprise and indignation in my voice.
“You managed to drive him here after only two driving lessons?”
Tina nodded.
“Wow. You’re braver than me. I would have been a mess.”
“It seemed like the best worst option,” Tina shrugged, looking a little embarrassed but with a small smile as she enjoyed the praise.
It seemed to break the ice and they sat on the bed as Tina told the whole story of what happened at the concert.
“And that was your first concert experience?” Fiona asked.
“And my last. I’m cursed.”
“You are not!” Fiona and I both said at the same time.
“There’s no legislating for idiots,” said Fiona firmly. “Just focus on what you’ve done tonight. You’ve really helped Jake. Thank you.”
Just then the nurse came back with a doctor in tow.
“Mr Conway? I’m Dr Anders. We’ve had a good discussion and with the uncertainty about what may have caused this we’d like to err on the side of caution and keep you in for the night.”
My shoulders slumped. I knew I was just taking up a bed for no reason.
“And in the morning we can schedule a brain scan to rule out a number of other things.”
“No!”
I must have gone white with fear.
“I beg your pardon?”
I had to avoid being scanned at all costs. What would they find? What if they found something abnormal and wanted to experiment on me. What if they reported me as some kind of freak? There was no way that I was putting myself through that. I didn’t want to become anyone’s experiment. I had to get out of here.
Despite my headache I reached.
Pulse.
“No. You don’t need to do that.”
Blue power flowed briefly.
“I don’t agree to being kept in here when I’m obviously fine. I just have low blood sugar and this drip has obviously helped rectify that. I’m checking myself out.”
“It could just be blood sugar...” the doctor said.
“So I can check out after all then?”
“Yes...”
“Now, just a minute,” said Dad, “you were just saying that he should stay in overnight.”
“He’s a healthy young man and he will have people around to look after him. No strenuous activity for a few days and then see your GP for a test to check for hypoglycaemia. Now, please excuse me.”
“Hey...”
But Dr Anders was gone, heading off to the next ward. I severed the blue thread as he went through the swing doors between the wards.
“Great, that’s all sorted then,” I said, swinging my legs over the edge of the bed.
The nurse looked confused but came forward and helped remove my drip. My parents and the two girls were also looking concerned but the way that I’d bounced up from my bed seemed to help and I gritted my teeth through the pain of the headache. And I needed fuel!
“Any chance of a coke and a kebab?”
“There’s not much wrong with him!” Fiona gave me a relieved hug and I wrapped an arm around Fiona’s waist with my other arm over Tina’s shoulders.
“Do you want to drive us home, Tina? Via the kebab van if it’s still open?”
“What?! I can’t drive your car?”
“You already have. And besides I’m a poor invalid and need to conserve my strength,” I used my most piteous, quavering voice.
I walked back through the hospital, very happy to have two beautiful women at my side. My grumbling parents followed behind us muttering about how we paid these people’s salaries and wasn’t their son supposed to get the best possible care?
We reached the front door and split up as we headed for our separate cars.
“We’ll see you at home,” said Dad.
Fiona and I grinned and waved as my parents headed off and I took another relieved deep breath of fresh air outside yet another public institution. Tina showed us where she’d mostly abandoned my car and protested again at being made to drive.
Tina was not a good driver.
Being in my pride and joy obviously made her nervous and having me as her teacher probably wasn’t ideal either. But the roads were empty and she didn’t mangle the clutch too badly.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry!”
“If you apologise once more for stalling then I’m going to tell your father that you were flirting with the whole crowd, flashed your tits at them and nearly started a riot at the concert which is why I was at A&E.”
“You wouldn’t!”
“Try me. Now relax.”
The gears grated again and I tried not to grimace. I felt Fiona’s hand on my shoulder and her warmth relaxed me. As I relaxed, Tina relaxed and she even managed not to stall again for the rest of the journey.
We arrived back at Tina’s house full of kebab and coke. I felt immeasurably better and just needed sleep. The lights were still on and the worried Lathan’s met us out on the drive.
“I’m sorry that we’re late back, Mr Lathan. And for the worry. It looks like Tina saved me this time.”
Tina flushed a little with the praise and started to protest.
“Nonsense, pet! We’re very proud of how you handled yourself. We just need to get you some more driving lessons don’t we?”
“Thanks Daddy.”
“Bye Mr Lathan, Tina.”
“Goodbye Jake. I hope to be in touch soon with some news.”
“That would be great. Thank you.”
Fiona and I got in the car and drove home. It had been a ridiculous day and I was exhausted despite my unintended three hour ‘sleep’ earlier on. Thankfully Fiona had zero expectations and after getting ready for bed we simply slipped under the covers. The last thing I remembered was my lovely girlfriend snuggling up next to me.
The next day I very slowly clawed my way back to consciousness. As I lay there with my eyes closed I felt rested and refreshed. I also realised that I had a major case of morning wood and desperately needed to pee. I checked to make sure that I wasn’t going to disturb Fiona and as I opened my eyes I saw only rumpled sheets where she had slept.
I slowly eased myself upright, expecting my movement to trigger another migraine but thankfully the headache was almost entirely gone. I looked at my clock radio and couldn’t believe the time. It was one in the afternoon!
I rushed to the bathroom but the door was locked. I knocked.
“Can you hurry? I have to go!”
The door unlocked and Fiona stood there wrapped in a towel ready for a shower.
I rushed in and not trusting my aim with a hard dick I sat on the loo and let go. The relief was immense. It was a few seconds before I looked up and realised that Fiona was laughing at me.
“Your face is a picture! I don’t think that I’ve ever had to go that badly.”
I was embarrassed sitting there pissing while she watched. I don’t know why but I just was.
“Sorry...” I muttered, blushing slightly.
Ever sensitive to people’s mood, Fiona stopped laughing, as she saw that I was uncomfortable.
“Jake, don’t be silly. I don’t particularly want to be in here if you need to poop but there are four of us in this house and only one proper bathroom. Besides...” and she dropped her towel, exposing her lithe swimmer’s figure, “your parents have gone out shopping. I still need a shower. Would you like to join me...?”
She did a little pirouette which did the most wonderful things to her breasts and rear. The pirouette elongated the muscles of her long shapely legs, acting like a pair of high heels to accentuate every aspect. She finished her turn, her hands over her head, pert breasts high on her chest and a naughty smile on her lips.
My jaw had dropped open watching her, my mouth agape in awed lust. The way I was staring at her I must have looked like all rational thought had left me. All the blood had rushed to the little head and I was having difficulty keeping my dick pointing into the toilet bowl.
She flashed her pussy at me as she stepped into the bath, looking at me over her shoulder to see the effect her little show was having on me.
I finally finished peeing and climbed into the bath behind her as quickly as I could. She bent down to turn the shower on. I stroked her beautiful buttocks with my hands, loving the feel of them. The water began to flow and she shrieked and jumped back into my grateful arms to avoid the cold water as the shower started.
I wrapped myself around her and my wandering hands each grabbed a solid handful of beautiful breast. My lips started to kiss down her neck making her squirm. She began to grind her arse up against my still hard cock as I mauled her tits. She turned towards me and we kissed long and passionately.
“I was so worried that I’d lost you,” she whispered, her eyes full of emotion and concern. She’d been so strong last night that I hadn’t realised how worried she’d been.
“I honestly feel fine. You really don’t need to worry.”
She kissed me again and then smiled slyly.
“But the doctor said that you shouldn’t do anything strenuous...”
She slowly sank to her haunches and grasping my cock pulled me towards her and the now warm shower water. She slowly tongued around my engorged head, licking up and down the full length. Water streamed down her back, her face, her hair. It washed on to me as we both squeezed under the jets and she began to take me into her mouth. I gasped at the warm sensation of being inside her warm wet mouth whilst the shower water flowed around where we were joined.
She began to work up and down my shaft, poking her tongue out and licking around the shaft as she took me slowly deeper. I was in heaven. My hands moved to her head and I began to enjoy the sensation of slowly rocking back and forth into her mouth.
I saw her left hand dip down between her legs while her right stroked me. After another minute or two of bliss her mouth slipped off me and she smiled at my groan of disappointment. She stood up and kissed me before turning away and placing her hands against the tiled wall sexily looking over her shoulder at me. I didn’t need any more encouragement and crouching slightly, I slowly worked my cockhead up and down her wet slit.
We laughed as we struggled to find a comfortable angle but it felt all wrong. I used a hand on her hip to support her and then lifted her leg up onto the inside ledge of the bath, exposing her pussy and winking rosebud. She looked so hot like that, looking over her shoulder at me, her need for me etched into her lovely face. She was the perfect height now.
I slowly slid inside her, listening to her groan as I got deeper and deeper. Eventually my hips were right up against her arse and I began to pull back slowly, loving the feel of every contour inside her body. But she was in no mood for taking things slowly. She started bucking backwards and forwards, fucking back on to my cock.
“Fuck me Jake. Fuck me hard. I need your cock. I need you deep inside me. Take me. Just like that. Oh fuck yes, just like that!”
I grabbed her hips and started to pound her. She felt unbelievable, I could feel every part of her wonderful pussy gripping me. She let out a little shriek as she had a mini-orgasm.
“Oh yeeeessssss! Fill me up Jake. Harder, harder!”
I could feel my dick swelling and felt like I even touched her cervix as I fucked her as hard as I could. I couldn’t last long like this.
“Oh god I’m going to cum! Don’t stop! Keep fucking me. Yes! Yes!”
I reached round with one of my hands and flicked her clit. She howled as she came. The ripples and feeling up and down her cunt were unbelievable. I could feel myself about to burst when I suddenly realised that I wasn’t wearing a condom.
I pulled out just in time as cum flew out of my cock, over her arse and up her back.
We looked at each other, our breath rasping, the water still flowing over us. I felt like a naughty schoolboy who’d been caught red-handed.
“Shit, that was close. I’m sorry, I wasn’t thinking.”
“Don’t be. I wasn’t thinking either.” A naughty look crossed her face, “I liked it though.”
“You felt amazing!”
She stood up and we kissed again as I washed the cum off her back. We finally started cleaning ourselves properly and were getting dressed in the bedroom by the time my parents got home.
They hadn’t been home long when the doorbell rang. I opened the door and Mr Lathan was standing there with Tina.
“Good afternoon Jake, I hope we’re not disturbing you.”
“No, of course not. We’re just having a late lunch. Come in.”
He ushered Tina in first, ever the gentleman, and they came through to the kitchen.
“Would you like a coffee or something?”
“That would be great, thank you.”
“Tina?”
“Just some water, thank you.”
Mum had already moved to the kettle and I grabbed a glass for Tina.
“I have some news for you and Tina was determined to come and see for herself that you didn’t need to be taken back to hospital,” he said with a grin as he looked fondly at his daughter.
“Daddy!” Tina flushed bright red as she turned to me. “I just wanted to make sure that you were OK.”
“I’m fine thank you, Tina. Nothing that some food and a good night’s sleep couldn’t fix. What news, Mr Lathan?”
“Please Jake, my name’s Joe.”
“Sorry, Joe.”
“I finally tracked down Lenny.”
“You did? That’s brilliant. Who is he?”
“It’s Leonard Sawyer.”
“Sawyer?! Jennifer’s father?”
“That’s the one. Apparently that’s where this all started. I was relying on a friend of mine who’s a member there. But he wouldn’t have found out without some help from a retired judge that seems to have taken an interest in this.”
“Mr Davison is our next door neighbour.”
“Aaaahhhh! That explains a lot. The question is what can we do about this? We don’t have any proof. And I doubt that we’ll be able to get a sworn statement from anyone.”
Mr Lathan began to pace as he thought. There was no room in our crowded kitchen and frustrated, he settled back against the counter.
“We did meet up with a friend yesterday and she told us that Harry Youle and Jennifer Sawyer were the source of the rumours.”
“So everything points to the Sawyers,” rumbled Mr Lathan. “But why, Jake? What have you done to them?”
“I told you everything. Jennifer felt slighted because she saw Tina hugging me. That’s really all that I can think of. And Youle the tool has been bullying me for years. Presumably he blames me for what happened to his rapist friends.”
Tina’s face fell.
“It’s all my fault isn’t it?”
There was a chorus of denial from all round the room and Mr Lathan took her in his arms.
“Of course not, baby girl. None of this is your fault. You’re just seeing what happens when spiteful bullies don’t get their own way. You’re the strong one. The one that is totally innocent in all of this.”
“Your dad’s right Tina. Jennifer’s always been stuck up and Harry Youle’s the very definition of a moron,” said Fiona. “You really shouldn’t kick yourself because you happen to have been caught in the crossfire of whatever they’re doing.”
Tina nodded but held on to her father, obviously taking some reassurance from what they said.
“Well, let’s not do anything rash. Now we know where it came from, we need to come up with a plan to discredit them. Maybe we can see if Mr Davison knows anyone that specialises in this area of law? We could see what can be done legally.” Mr Lathan had taken this whole thing personally and was obviously determined to help.
“Thank you Mr L ... Joe. Let’s see what we can all come up with and maybe meet up again in a day or two?”
“Why don’t you come over to our house for a BBQ on Wednesday night? We can have a council of war and maybe you can convince Mr Davison to join us?”
“Thank you Joe. We’d like that. What can we bring?” asked my mother.
“Just yourselves and some ideas. There’s always too much food and drink anyway.”
“Not even a dessert?”
“I’m sure that Wendy would be delighted if you could bring something.” Mum looked relieved.
Mr Lathan drained his coffee. “That’s settled then. We’ll look forward to seeing you all on Wednesday. Can I ask you to extend the invitation to Mr Davison? I don’t know him and wouldn’t want to intrude.”
“Of course.”
They said their goodbyes and Tina gave me a big hug and a kiss on the cheek. As we waved to them from the door Fiona said,
“That girl has got it for you bad.”
I sighed, “I know.”
“She’s cute. I like her.”
“She is really nice. Her heart’s in the right place. I’ve only really got to know her a little over the last few weeks though.”
“For someone that you don’t know very well, she’s got a knack for getting you in trouble.”
“Yes she has!” I said with feeling. “It’s never her fault though. I think she’s just really innocent and keeps putting herself and other people in situations that with a little bit more nowse she wouldn’t.”
“Nowse?”
“You know, being a bit streetwise; having some common sense. I think she’s been kept in a bit of a bubble all her life. If I was her Dad I’m sure that I’d want to do the same thing, trying to wrap her up in cotton wool. But she’s going to need to find out about the real world sometime.”
“Well we need to use our ‘nowse’ to figure out what we can do about Jennifer and Youle the Tool. Come on.”
We headed upstairs and sat on the bed in my room for hours talking through every option that we could think of. We went from the weird to the obscure but we were suffering from a lack of knowledge. We didn’t have anyone close to them. We didn’t know how stable their relationship was. We didn’t know what else they might be planning. It was maddening. And we had no proof.
I was desperately tempted to use the Pulse to spy on them but at the same time I was scared. I’d nearly killed myself the other day and yesterday I’d drained myself so badly that I ended up in A&E. I had to be more circumspect until I understood the limits of what I could do. Maybe another day or so of recovery made sense before pushing myself again.
Besides, I kept being distracted by Fiona.
She wasn’t trying to be distracting. She just was. She’d twirl her lovely brown hair round a finger. She’d chew at the end of a pen. Her eyes would flash with anger at the people that we were discussing. It seemed that almost everything she did made my cock twitch. There she went again, pulling her skirt down and flashing...
“Jake!”
“What? Err ... pardon?”
“Oh you! Have you heard a word that I’ve been saying?”
“No, I’ve been too busy looking at you.”
She looked angry and happy at the same time. She drew breath to scold me again so I leaned in and kissed her. Hard. She practically threw me back on the bed, grabbing my hands and holding them above my head. Her t-shirt covered breasts swayed below her, hovering just out of reach of my mouth and her lips reached down and grazed my face with a butterflies touch. Her lower legs were splayed over my thighs. As she kissed me she occasionally ground herself onto the bulge in my jeans.
I was so turned on it hurt.
“Do I have your attention yet?”
“Always,” I gasped.
She kissed around my neck and mashed her tits into my chest. I could feel her erect nipples rubbing across mine, her breath teasing my ear as she very slowly kissed every bit of exposed skin on my face.
“That’s good to hear. Can you tell me what we’re going to do about Jenny and the Tool then?”
She’d never taken control like this but she was forcing me to focus on her.
“Err ... I don’t know. We need more information. Do you know anyone that’s close to them? Anyone that they might have confided in?”
She continued her torture, not allowing me to move an inch.
“No. Jennifer was always a rich bitch. Very proud. And I stayed as far away from the rugby crowd as I could. They gave me the creeps.”
“Do you think that Ami might be able to help?”
“I think she would have already told us if there was anything else that she could have done.”
We continued to talk through everyone that we knew that might be able to help. Fiona kept me in a constant state of high arousal, practically humping my leg one minute and shoving a breast in my face the next before quickly pulling it away before she could lose control. The minutes ticked by and my cock was painfully hard, dripping with precum as she took her time teasing me mercilessly. I almost couldn’t think I wanted her so badly. I wanted to ... I wanted...
PulsePulse.
Yellow and red power surrounded us.
I dragged my arms from over my head and pulled her teasing body into mine. At every point that our bodies were touching there were little nips and strokes as my power teased her nerve endings in the same way that she had teased mine. The flow of yellow power made sure that I knew exactly where her most sensitive points were and in my haze of lust I used my power to play her like a musical instrument.
Behind the knees, her inner thighs, the base of her neck, her big toes, her sex, her nipples, her lips. My power reached through to every part of her and toyed with her senses. I was kissing her on her beautiful lips, my hands making free with her buttocks and hers on mine when she came for the first time. She was panting as she looked at me in wonderment.
“What...?”
And then she spasmed again as my powers rippled over her body. Her back arched, pressing her mons into my straining cock, her nipples standing out hard and proud through her t-shirt.
“Jake!”
I was like a glutton presented with a buffet of all my favourite things. The sheer joy of pleasuring the woman that I loved was a wonder to me. As my passions grew she quivered again from the constant touching, stroking, pinching and licking. Happening all over her body, all at the same time. Taken to another place, she was in a swirling maelstrom of pleasure. I could feel it flowing through her barely conscious body.
I was drunk with my power. I twisted our bodies over, strumming on her nerve endings, touching her in a symphony of pleasure. We floated as if weightless.
I looked past her down onto the mattress and realised that we were hovering five feet above the bed.
Fiona spasmed with another orgasm and the power beckoned to me again. My mind exalted with the thought of being able to pleasure her in every way possible. I could enter her in all three holes at the same time, spark every sensory point until she was lost in pleasu...
“Please ... please ... stop.”
Her pained plea penetrated my power lust and I forced myself to take back control. Forced myself to release my hold and lower us back to the bed. Forced myself to stop, to withdraw the tendrils, to shut off the oh-so-beguiling power, to sever the threads.
We both lay on the bed overcome, she with pleasure, me with remorse.
Fiona was only semi-aware and it took her several minutes to regain control of her senses. The overload of pleasure had been far too much, almost to the point of pain. I rolled to one side, falling off the bed and onto the floor trying to distance myself from what I’d done. I curled into a ball rocking backwards and forwards.
I was horrified that I’d lost control again. Who knows what damage I could have done to Fiona? Had I hurt her?
Concern for her brought me back to my senses and I crawled up alongside her and gently brushed her sweaty hair out of her eyes. She was still suffering the aftershocks of what I’d done to her, small shudders rushing across her body. The smell of female excitement filled the room and I went to the bathroom and got a warm face cloth and carefully removed her sodden panties and wiped her legs and sex.
“No! No more!”
She was wracked with more spasms and shook at my touch. I opened the window and sat back down on the bed desperate to touch her, to hold her, to never hurt her like this ever again.
Nearly ten minutes passed. I sat with tears streaming down my face, unable to do anything for fear of making it worse. The spasms had stopped and she slowly opened her eyes. She’d bitten her lip in her ecstasy and there was a little blood coming out of the side of her mouth.
“What...? What did you do to me? You were everywhere. I felt you everywhere. My skin was almost on fire. What did you ... how did you...?”
She looked scared. Scared of me and what I’d done.
“Fiona...”
“What was that?”
“I ... I...”
I reached to hold her and she shrank from me.
“Just stay away from me Jake.”
“Fiona! No!”
“No! Stay away!”
“Please Fiona, you don’t understand...”
“Then make me understand. What was that?”
I looked at her, helpless.
“Didn’t you enjoy it?”
“Enjoy it? I came so hard it hurt. Every pore of my skin is aching. I feel like I’ve had pins and needles in every part of my body, my skin is tingling so much. I feel fantastic and scared and wonderful and terrified. I am so afraid right now.”
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