Chapter 4: Mountains of Emotion

July 17th - July 31st, 1987

Gordie had already taken control of a significant portion of the nontelepathic slaves before attempting to use the drug on me. He had decided I was the weakest of the telepaths since I hadn’t been able to recover completely and had also believed I would be the easiest to brainwash because of my age. So much for what he knew.

After freeing Penny and a few others I could trust, I quickly made the rest of his slaves loyal to me and undid some of their programming. After spending an entire day on that, I finally faced the difficult decision of whether or not to wake any of the sane telepaths.

The choice basically boiled down between the Inquisitor and Melissa, both having loyalties that conflicted with what I would be asking them to do.

How I wished I could have talked the decision over with Joey, Suzi, my mom, or even my dad. Penny did her best, but she simply didn’t understand the situation completely. She kept insisting that I just force them to do what I wanted, not seeing how that above everything else was out of the question.

I explained for the third time, “Making them do it wouldn’t work. The others would find out and then the next thing we know you and I are someone’s happy pets. Don’t you see? The only thing we have going for us is that I would be the one saving them, and that I didn’t try and make them my slaves.”

“But both sides were willing to do it to you, and each other. Wouldn’t they just go and do what they wanted anyway? I mean, if it was me, I’d want revenge, no matter what the person who freed me wanted.”

“I know that. But we’re not talking about you. We’re talking about two groups of people who at least respect what the Inquisitor or Melissa says. Peer pressure would keep them all from breaking the agreement, but that’s only if I can get both the Inquisitor and Melissa to agree with it first.”

“I still don’t see why you couldn’t just make them. I mean, if not by using your telepathy, then your other thing. Or I could use ... No. I’ll never do that again.”

“Good girl,” I said, giving her a peck on the cheek. “And that’s the same way I feel about what I can do. It all comes down to who can I trust more. They both could easily take me over, but I’m pretty sure Melissa wouldn’t have done it if she hadn’t been full of the fuck drug that Gordie had put in the food. Hell, I didn’t even blink at doing what I did to you. I’m sorry about that, by the way.”

“What about the Inquisitor then. Do you think he would take you over?”

“No, but the problem is he is duty-bound to protect the others. There is nothing to stop either him or Melissa from waking up their friends even if they didn’t take me over. And Melissa had spent almost her whole life with her insane friends. I’m pretty sure she’d choose them over me.”

“But would he do the same for his friends?”

“The question with him is whether he would choose me over his duty ... Wait a sec. Maybe I’ve been looking at this the wrong way. The problem isn’t that they wouldn’t trust me, they just don’t trust each other. Yeah. That’s it!”

It took the entire night to work out the details, and by the time everything was ready to go, Penny and I were too tired to consider trying it until we had a good night’s sleep.

Penny had talked me out of waking the twins by reminding me I didn’t know if they were more loyal to Gladius or to me. It hurt to admit it, but she was right, and so the twins stayed asleep.

I hated doing it, but because I couldn’t trust the telepathic suppressant drug to prevent Melissa from using her ability, I had to place a single twin, a loony, and a cabal member in each cell around the Inquisitor’s and Melissa’s shared one. I knew each set of twins would be very desperate and stressed out when they awoke without their twin in the same room, but I couldn’t take the chance that Melissa or the Inquisitor would try and force me to reveal myself by preventing the slaves from feeding the sleepers. With only twenty twins, that still left a lot of cells without a designated feeder, but they were all furthest out and would be the hardest to reach with all the minds between them and the two prisoners.

So after making sure everyone but the feeders were securely tied down to prevent any possible attempt to harm the girls, we came to the really dangerous part. Waking up all twenty twins and my two friends all at the same time while hiding my presence from them wasn’t that complicated, but a lot of different things could go wrong.

Everyone except me was sealed inside a cell when I pressed the button and watched the monitors. As the oxygen-rich air revived them, I worried that one of them would wake up faster than the other and take them over.

That didn’t happen, however. The moment Inquisitor was awake enough to realize where he was, he raised his mental barriers and began probing for anyone outside a cell to let him out. He didn’t even open his eyes until Melissa started moving around, and then they quickly took separate corners, both quite capable of defending themselves.

Luckily neither of them had any intention of attacking the other, and after spending a half a day carefully watching the other, they began to talk, and little by little, they started to trust each other.

Three days went by before the Inquisitor finally accepted Melissa’s offer to have sex. I would have lasted maybe six hours at that dosage of fuck drug in my system for the first time, but the Inquisitor was a very strong man, both physically and in the will department.

God, I was so bored. Once they started fucking, that’s all they did for another full day, even though I had switched off the fuck drug the moment his cock was inside her cunt.

I had planned to give them a day and a night together without the fuck drug in their systems before opening the door and explaining why I had done that to them. I nearly cut that short by several hours when I realized he had talked her into letting him try her ass.

As I watched him enter the realm that had previously been exclusively my own, I felt this sinking feeling that I was losing the special bond Melissa and I had formed. I had been her cellmate, but now I wasn’t unique in that respect. And even though I was watching them on a four-inch black and white monitor without any sound, I knew every gasp, every grunt, every sensation they were experiencing as if I was there in the room.

When the time came, I hit the remote open button on their cell, then left my little den to go meet them. By the time I had found them, they had already let all of the twins out, and I nearly got blasted by their empathic punch when I startled them with my hello.

Once I explained what had happened and why I had gone through the great lengths to get them to trust each other, I was relieved to find both of them agreeable to making their two sides leave each other alone and let the innocent victims alone. Surprisingly, the Inquisitor was the one who protested my condition of releasing those people, but his reasons were based on the fact that they were basically the payment for my rescue.

I pointed out that I hadn’t been the one to make the deal, and I hadn’t actually needed to be rescued at all. But everyone here owed me their freedom since I could have easily taken over every single person there with either the drug or my telepathy. And besides, I had saved them from Gordon, a Cabal member. That made this an official Cabal matter, and not just some side deal with some of the members.

The Inquisitor found that to be a justified reason, and while Melissa didn’t need one, I gave her a reason too. She had already altered the little girl she had befriended to follow in her footsteps and had even taken the first steps of making the girl want to have sex. She nearly cried when I pointed out how she was doing the same thing that the men had tried to do to her. But after getting herself pulled back together, she promised she wouldn’t ever enslave another again.

The process of waking people up then restoring their sanity and personalities was left in their capable hands. Once my mom and dad were back on their feet, I waited in the cell with the three sleepers: Joey, Suzi, and Michael.

Even though everything had worked out for the best, I was feeling a bit down. I really was missing them both, and I spent two days talking to them, giving them massages, bathing them, and taking care of their bodies before Gladius finally entered the cell with his twin escorts to instruct me on what I needed to know.

He didn’t say anything after the wall shut and had the three sleepers ears firmly under his control. I knew I probably wouldn’t like the agreement I would have to make with him, but I had no intention of letting him take them back to his estate in Venezuela and doing who knows what to them before shipping them back to me.

Trying to start the topic on something neutral, I asked, “Are all the twins over their separation sickness?”

Gladius said, “Yes, some more than others. I’m sorry to say your twins have broken their conditioning and are becoming individuals. They have managed to do the same with their blood sisters as well.”

Glancing up from Suzi’s face to his, I asked, “Why do you say it like that’s a bad thing?”

“Just because you have been conditioned to never reveal anything about the abilities the twins have doesn’t mean I have to tell you everything. However, the girls insist you have the right to know the limits of what you can do versus what they can do, so I will explain a few things.

“You are not unique in being a male empath. There are many empaths in the world, most not even knowing that they are, or guessing what they can do. The girls are not even all that powerful by themselves. But by working with another empath, their powers more than double, and the more they think alike, the greater their power.

“The moment they broke their conditioning to remain identical in every way, they started to lose their combined abilities. You and that girl beside you accelerated this by exposing them to your pedestrian life. I have been able to salvage the younger two, but not your ‘sisters’.”

I said, “I for one am glad to hear it. They were never really identical. I could tell the difference between the moment I met them. I’m glad Suzi talked them...”

I paused, feeling my loneliness for her and Joey’s company swell.

I asked softly, “How do I wake them?”

“You’ve seen Sleeping Beauty, haven’t you, boy? That would be the easiest way for you. Just find someone who loves them and have them kiss them. The emotions will do the rest.”

“That’s all?” I asked, surprised he didn’t try to make me offer anything for the information.

“Not quite. That’s just the beginning. They will wake up, but they probably will not remember anything about themselves or anyone else right away. And even when they do regain their memories, they will not feel like themselves for some time. You have erased their emotions from their persons, boy. Their memories will help regrow new ones, but they will be very dependent on their loved ones to restore their emotional balance to something like it was before. But don’t expect them to end up exactly like they were. Their emotions will inevitably grow back a little differently. Your job is to make sure that difference is minimal.”

I looked up at him again, and said, “Thank you,” and I could see he knew I meant it.

“Tim, you saved me from those lunatics and Gordie’s brainwashing, and for that, I have given up my claim to any retribution you or your parents owed me for helping them save you. But when you spared my girls from the same fate ... They are my family’s life’s work, and for that, I give you the information you need to revive your friends.

“There is one last bit of information I must be sure you understand. You, as a male, are potentially stronger by yourself than any lone untrained female. But you lack control of your emotions, and that is the reason you must not attempt to try your empathic powers without the guidance of the twins. This also why I do not raise male empaths to sell. They are too difficult to condition, and they lose control all too easily.

“And now a warning. Do not judge your abilities by Joy’s and Honey’s. The moment you gave them names, they lost their full potential, and they now couldn’t stand a chance against any of their sisters. If I suspect you are attempting to use your empathic abilities against me or my girls, you will be brought to me as a mindless slave and spend the rest of your life as a test subject for the young ones to learn how to program. Goodbye, Timothy Jasper Brandton. I hope to never see you again.”

I didn’t give a response since he expected none and didn’t move until the wall shut again when he left.

“Fuck you too,” I said softly.

But then I instantly forgot all about his threat and the cold feeling it had given me. My excitement grew as I began considering which one to wake first, then realized it would be better to wait until we got home to try.

Penny’s mom and dad were transported from one of the other two estates their family owned, and I was relieved to find that Steven had only subconsciously altered them like he had done to Penny. They had actually been very worried about Steven and Penny. Once I had undone their programming and then created a few new ones, they didn’t waste time to begin planning a new future for their family.

Steven. What happened to Steven. Well, once he had been stabilized from the shooting, he had been taken to the nearest hospital and had remained there until everything had been straightened out. His entire family had been reprogrammed to continue their research but in the goals of reversing the insanity of their victims and others like them.

Melissa and her friends weren’t all that happy with the arrangement at first, but after a few hopeless cases were transferred from a few hospitals out of state, they relished the idea of having new minds to explore and were actually able to help a few of them. Okay, so they helped a lot of them. But I don’t think any of the people they helped were ever restored to a completely normal state of mind. No one could say for sure if it was because they couldn’t or wouldn’t.

While waiting for everything to get straightened out, my mom and I decided it would be best to stay with my dad until school started, mostly because the twins and I would be very busy with wiping Joey’s parents, Jerry, and Dana while at the same time giving Joey the love he would need to regrow the emotions he had lost.

Suzi, Jerry, and Dana had their parents to provide the guidance and love they needed. David and Michael ... well, their parents were not that great at loving their kids, and after spending a few hours with them, Penny and I agreed that Penny would be the best candidate for the job, and sadly their parents didn’t argue with us at all.

I felt confident I could provide all the love and support Joey needed, and then once he was back to normal, he, my mom and I could do the same for his mom and dad. Once all that was figured out, it was just a matter of getting things wrapped up and heading home.

A few days after Gladius told me how to awaken them, the twins and I wiped David. After sleeping off the exhaustion with the twins, I found Penny, Michael, and David had left with her parents to live and work at their new home in Alabama. I hadn’t said goodbye to Penny before we had started on David, and I was even more depressed when I found the Inquisitor had left to correct a rogue voice without a goodbye either.

Melissa, however, I did get to say goodbye to and spent a whole day with her doing it. After showering the urine off our bodies from our wet sex, we spent the night together in a bed giving each other our love, actually not fucking until the next morning.

Then Melissa showed me how to construct her fake personalities and constantly helped me improve it the rest of the time I was there.

If I hadn’t had all the experience from developing the ring slave and dance girl public personas and then implementing the hybrid personas last year, I would have never been able to grasp what Melissa showed me. Melissa didn’t understand what she was doing on the technical level. What she did was all by feel which honestly gave her a considerable advantage to making them so believable.

My version wasn’t the same as hers as it was strongly based on my father’s persona teachings. Even though I could never fool Melissa with it, I did get good enough to fool my mom and dad. Well, unless they did a really intensive scan, but then they were looking for instances in my fake personality’s memories that were missing, something a stranger wouldn’t be able to do.

I ended up waiting a whole week before we finally landed at the airport near Marlfield. My mom had told Suzi’s parents everything shortly after Joey and I had turned up missing. Betty and Frank met us at the airport, and as painful as it was for me, I agreed to their request to wake her up then let them take her home straight from the parking lot.

I remote controlled her into their car, really spooking her dad when he found out I and not Suzi was controlling her body. I guess I couldn’t blame them for it, but after I gave Suzi the most heartfelt kiss I could, I was asked to step out and then watched them drive away with her just as she had started to open her eyes.

I felt better, however, when I stepped into the Marlfield’s mansion’s north wing’s garage. I got a big shock when my dad flipped the calendar and I found out that it was starting the last full week of July. I had been gone for four months, yet only had memories for less than half of those days.

Both Penny and Dana were five months pregnant, and even though Penny was carrying twins, Dana appeared larger because of her smaller body size. I have to admit that Penny’s grandfather did know his stuff when he had selected the three generations before her. Penny was sixteen like Dana and Suzi, but her body was far more ready to have a child than either of the other two. Penny quite simply had been bred to not only be a docile sex slave but also to have as many children as she could fit into her lifetime.

Because of her pregnancy, Dana was made a priority, and after trying to get it to work without penetration and failing, we rigged up a kind of support harness for me so I could mount her from above without putting undue pressure on her abdomen.

I stupidly insisted that we tell both Dana’s and Jerry’s parents the truth about it all, and nearly had to alter their perspectives when they were strongly considering taking it to the police or someone. They believed we were perverts and had been the ones to kidnap them. See how my parents had kept them hidden away four out of the five months they had been missing, I couldn’t blame them for feeling that way. But after spending a whole afternoon telling them and showing them everything I felt they could withstand, they finally accepted the truth.

Unfortunately, Dana’s father insisted on being there to witness the wiping. Do you have any idea the kind of emotion a father goes through seeing his pregnant little girl with sexually explicit tattoos covering her nude body getting ready to be fucked by a boy he had only met three days ago? I couldn’t even get it up until he was out of the north wing.

Even though Dana was a friend, pregnant, and a victim, I did take a few minutes to enjoy experiencing fucking a pregnant girl before letting the empathic link form with the twins and Dana. It bothers me how much I enjoyed it. Of course, the fact that she did everything she could to keep me saying, “Okay, just five more minutes,” to the twins didn’t help one bit.

God, she knew how to tease my rose too. Her fingers were constantly reaching down to just barely touch my asshole as I fucked her, and when she all of a sudden hooked my ass with her finger, I didn’t resist her in the slightest as she swung me around on my harness and proceeded to suck me off to my second orgasm and fucking my ass with her finger.

But when she pulled her finger out and made like she was going to taste it, I nearly retched from the grossness and quickly swung back around to form the empathic link before she could get it to her mouth. And as the emotions started flooding out my normal senses, I caught sight of her hands stopping and rising up to my breasts, just like mine had done for the twins so many times.

The girls and I found that Dana’s emotional plane was very different than that of any of the others, and without much effort, the twins cleared it all away without my help. Well, I didn’t have to do any of the wiping, but I guess I did help. I was ... the interface.

I began to understand my sisters hadn’t been using their controls in me only for pleasuring themselves. They not only had been helping Joey and me to expand our natural sync, but they also had been practicing how to sync with us as well. I should say sync with me as I was the empath, but they utilized Joey’s connection to me to aid in their paired synchronizing ability. If they hadn’t done that, the elder twins would have never been able to help focus me so I could wipe Suzi, or the four sisters to help me with Joey.

Without my plug in her socket, the twins wouldn’t have been able to what they did. For some reason, the wiping required the physical coupling in order to work. I would learn over the years to come that coupling was the most powerful way to connect empathically.

After the twins had passed out, I was happy to find myself only slightly tired, and after remote controlling Dana’s body into the shower, I kind of ... borrowed her body to see what it was like to be a freshly fucked pregnant woman.

Highly overrated is all I have to say. I mean, besides having the bulge of a kid inside me, my chemistry being all screwy, and feeling my legs didn’t fit up to my ass right, I had to resist running down to the kitchen to eat God knows what.

But just to be fair, feeling that little monster kick was kind of neat.

Anyway, once I finished showering and examined my tits in the mirror thoroughly, I got dressed. Good thing Joey and I practiced the bra thing with Julie, Sheryl, and Dawn enough to do it in the dark, though putting it on is a little different than taking it off, especially when you’re putting it on your own boobs. But I got it to work somehow and resisted practicing it a few times more.

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