Chapter 1

Joey Wilson was a typical sixteen-year-old. He was a good boy who never got into trouble and had good grades. His one problem in life was his seventeen-year-old sister. Most of the time, they did not get along. He had to admit that he was a little nerdy and not immensely popular. His sister, Cindy, was quite the opposite; she was one of the most popular girls at their high school. All the most popular boys flocked around her, trying to get a date with her. Joey reluctantly had to admit that his sister was incredibly beautiful and sexy.

Cindy had taken after their mother and had a well-developed, sexy body. Joey had checked out her bra size and knew she had nice C-cup breasts. Her magnificent breasts and body were the envy of most other girls at school. Joey’s sister had an incredible 5-foot-5-inch and 121-pound body that was extremely sexy. Cindy’s measurements were 35-25-35. She had a beautiful mane of long blonde hair that hung down to just below her firm breasts, with part of it hanging over her shoulder and brushed to the front most of the time. The rest of her golden locks cascaded down her back. The boy’s locker room at school had Cindy’s well-formed ass rated number one and the girl they most wanted to fuck.

The beautiful seventeen-year-old teen did not want her younger brother hanging around her and her friends at school. Joey resented that his sister was ashamed of him; he was not outgoing and popular like her. If Cindy had her way, she would not even go to the same school as her brother. She viewed him as an embarrassment and juvenile; even though Joey was only a year younger than Cindy, she thought him to be a kid and a nuisance.

Delmer Goodson, at ninety-two, lived a couple of houses down from Joey. He lived alone, and one day, when Joey was coming home from school, he saw the old man struggling to take out his trash. Joey stopped and helped him. From that day on, Joey spent many hours with the old man, and they became friends. He would take out the trash and mow the old man’s yard when needed. Delmer always tried to pay Joey, but the teen always politely refused. Joey loved to listen to all his incredible stories about all the places he had been and the things he had done. Although most of these things Joey believed were complete fabrications, he loved to sit and listen to the old man anyway, and Delmer loved telling them.

One day, after telling one of his tall tales, the old man pulled out a little square box wrapped up like a present with a little ribbon. The old man told Joey he wanted to give him something that would change his life forever, but there was one major stipulation. He could only open the little box once the old man was dead. So, Delmer made Joey swear on his honor that he would not open the little box before the appropriate time.

To satisfy the old man, Joey took the little box. He took it home, put it in one of his dresser drawers under some clothes, and forgot about it. He figured it did not amount to anything; he had just taken it to make the old man happy. Occasionally, the old man would ask Joey if the little box was safe. His response was always the same: he had it in his room in a safe place. That satisfied the old man as he reminded Joey of his sworn stipulation.

After the old man died, Joey had utterly forgotten about the little box until, one day, he was looking through his dresser drawers for his cell phone charger. He usually kept it hidden from his sister. Cindy was always misplacing hers or leaving it at her best friend’s house. It would piss him off that she would go into his room and take his charger and never return it. What pissed him even more was that he was not allowed to go into his sister’s room when Cindy was not there. She had no such restrictions from their parents and frequently went into his room and took his charger until he started hiding it from her.

While looking through his drawers, Joey found the charger in one of the corners where he had put it. Next to it was the little box the old man had given him. He remembered what the old man had told him about opening it when he died. Joey started not to bother opening the little box, but the crazy old man was so emphatic about him waiting until after his death before opening it. The more he thought about it, the more curious he got. Finally, Joey took out the little box and removed the paper wrapping. Underneath the wrapping was a little flip-top box, remarkably similar to what a set of wedding rings comes in.

The sixteen-year-old got the shock of his life when he flipped open the little box. Inside was an eye looking up at him, and he heard a voice in his head speaking to him.

“No one else can hear me. Only you, my new master, can hear me. As my master, you are unaffected when you look into my Eye. Anyone else who looks into my Eye will immediately go into a deep hypnotic trance, allowing their mind to be controlled. Through me, you can have anyone do anything you want without exception,” the Eye told Joey, mentally, without making a sound.

“You’re telling me that you can control people?” Joey asked.

“No, not exactly. You will control them. I am just the conduit while my little box is open. Once closed, we no longer have control of the person or persons. However, any instructions given to them while in the trance state will remain permanent,” the Eye said.

“Are you saying that you can read my thoughts?” Joey asked.

“Again, not exactly. You only need to think about what you are telling me, verbalize it out loud, or you can talk directly to the person you are controlling with the same effect. It would be best if you remembered that we can only communicate and directly control people while the little box is open and after they have looked into my Eye,” the Eye told Joey.

“Let me see if I understand this. So, you are saying, for example, that if I get my bitch sister to look into your Eye and then tell her to strip nude in front of me, she will do it?” Joey asked.

“Absolutely, and anything else that you might want her to do. She will be totally in your control while the box is open,” the Eye answered.

“Will she remember what she did afterward?” Joey asked.

“No, not unless you tell your sister to remember. However, she will continue to obey any instructions given to her while in her hypnotic trance state. Once my little box is closed, she will not remember anything that happened while it was open. Also, she will ignore the passage of time,” the Eye said.

Joey closed the little box. He was overwhelmed and trying to process what had just happened. He wondered if he was in some weird dream and would wake up at any moment and return to reality. Joey wondered if he was going crazy or just hallucinating. He had actually talked to an eye in a little box. If everything was as the Eye had said, Joey wondered why the old man had not told him what to expect. Deciding not to tell anyone about the little box, he put it back in the drawer until he could decide what to do with it.

A couple of weeks later, Joey rode the school bus home. When Cindy and her boyfriend pulled into the driveway, he had just gotten home. Her boyfriend had also offered Joey a ride, but Cindy had said no, that he could ride the school bus. In Joey’s opinion, his sister was a self-centered snobbish bitch. He watched as she gave her boyfriend a long kiss before she got out of his car.

“You could have let me ride with you,” Joey told his sister.

“I don’t want you anywhere around my boyfriend, and me either, for that matter,” Cindy hatefully said as she went into their house with her brother behind her.

Joey went to his room, and the more he thought about it, the madder he got at his sister. He then thought of the little box and the Hypnotic Eye. Joey wondered if it would really work on Cindy or if he had gone completely crazy. After all, he had talked to the Eye. Not only that, but the strange Eye in a little box had also spoken to him. Joey decided to see if it was real or if he was a raving lunatic who had lost all sense of reality. Joey got the little box out of his drawer, where he had hidden it, and went looking for his sister.

Cindy was in the living room and had turned on the big screen television to watch a soap opera. She was walking around the room and talking on the phone with her best friend, Stacy King. Joey walked over to his sister as she looked at him disgustingly. He held out the little box and flipped it open. Cindy automatically looked down into the Hypnotic Eye and immediately froze.

“Tell Stacy that you have to go, and you will talk to her later,” Joey told his sister faintly so her friend would not hear.

“I have to go for now; I will talk to you later,” Cindy said, hung up the phone, and stood there.

Joey was amazed and shocked that the Eye worked. After that, all kinds of devious thoughts ran through his mind like a stampeding herd of cattle.

“Eye. You’re telling me she won’t remember anything that happened when I close your little box?” Joey asked.

“That is right, and as long as my little box is open, she will respond to anything you say to her and do anything you tell her to do; absolutely anything. You are in total control of her now,” Joey heard the Eye in his mind.

“Cindy,” Joey said.

His beautiful and sexy sister raised her head from looking at the Eye, and her pretty light brown eyes looked at her brother and softly asked, “What do you wish of me?”

“Are you a virgin?” Joey asked.

“No,” Cindy obediently answered.

“Who busted your cherry? And give me details,” Joey said.

“It was Stacy’s eighteen-year-old brother, Billy. Stacy and I were at this party. She wanted to leave with her boyfriend, and Billy said he would take me home, so I told her to go ahead. I remember Billy got me some punch, and after I drank it, I got dizzy. I remember Billy holding on to me as he guided me out to his car.”

“The next thing I remember is that we were at the lake at his parent’s cabin. Billy was on top of me. First, I could feel his hard cock being forced inside me. Then, he was fucking me. I could feel my legs jerk every time his pelvis slammed into mine. I remember thinking, ‘I need to shove him off me,’ but I could not make my body respond for some reason. Billy just kept grunting and sliding his hard cock in and out of me until suddenly, he let loose inside me. I could feel the warmth of his baby-making cum, and I did not know until he pulled out and got off me that he had used a condom.”

“I know now Billy drugged me. He had to have put something in my punch. I wanted to get up, but my body did not seem to work, and I did not even realize until later that he had taken all my clothes off and that I was nude. I lay there as Billy dozed off beside me. I must have blacked out again because the next thing I remember, Billy was on top of me again fucking me. Finally, a little more coherent, I begged him to stop and get off me, but he ignored me and kept fucking me until he ejaculated. At least he used condoms so that I would not get pregnant.”

“After he got off me that time, it was another hour or so before I could function normally again. That was when I realized that I was nude. Billy told me to get up and put my clothes on, and he would take me home. Before we left the cabin, he showed me lots of nude photos that he had taken of me. I mean, they show everything. He had even spread my legs and zoomed in. But even that was not the worst. Somehow, he had taken a video of me being fucked. Of course, he was not recognizable in the video. Billy said if I cried rape, he would send them to all my friends and post them on the internet. So, I did not say anything to anybody,” Cindy said while controlled by the Hypnotic Eye.

“You are dating Billy. Is he still blackmailing you?” Joey asked.

“Yes. When I did not report Billy, he started blackmailing me. He forced me to break up with my boyfriend, Elliot Burke. Now Billy is making me date him. His dates are not actual dates; he takes me to the cabin and rapes me. I’m forced to strip while Billy watches. Then he usually makes me suck his cock. I had never done that before and gagged the first time. Billy grabbed my hair and forced my head back down when I tried to raise my head. I continued to gag, but he would not let me stop. Finally, he ejaculated, but I got choked. He did not care and forced me to swallow his cum.” Cindy told her brother.