Chapter 14: First Signs of Spring

March 21st - March 26th, 1987

It would take several weeks before I stopped looking over my shoulder everywhere I went. Everything that had happened seemed so incredible, I had a hard time accepting it.

There were so many questions. How could Michael hide the truth from us? How did he hypnotize Joey so easily? What really happened to him? How could they fake the sensations I had received from him during the crash? Was the crash planned? Was all of this planned from the beginning? Was anything we found in Michael’s head true?

My dad got directly involved in investigating Steven, Penny, their father, and their grandfather. But nothing came from his inquiries except to find that they were all officially dead.

I don’t mind telling you, I was scared. I knew I was probably overreacting, but I couldn’t get rid of the feeling Steven had laid traps within traps. The thought did occur to me that Michael’s subconscious could have seen through Joey’s deception and had somehow kept Joey from discovering his intentions. But I more strongly believed Steven had programmed everything into Michael’s head ahead of time and somehow cloaked it to prevent us from finding out the truth.

Joey and I spent the weekend and most of the following week searching for any clue of where they were without any success. After all that stress, I decided the following Tuesday I wanted to do something fun.

As I drove up to the small house with a tall privacy fence in the rear, I found I would be walking farther than I would have liked. Not only had Ms. Johnson’s ‘study group’ taken up the few open spots, but her neighbors each had several vehicles and there weren’t any parking places along the narrow street.

I was already running a bit late, having stayed after practice a while longer when Joey had asked me if I was mad at him or something. Joey tried to make it appear the source of his concern was from feeling guilty for allowing Michael to hypnotize him. But after spending five minutes of hearing “I know that,” while I explained to him it wasn’t his fault, I finally just stopped talking and waited for him to look me in the eyes. He knew exactly what I was trying to do, but he couldn’t help but glance up at me, and a moment later, I knew the truth and closed the empathic connection.

We hugged a while and exchanged a few loving kisses, then Joey finally said thanks and told me I better get going. I really felt concerned about Joey’s growing attraction towards me and me alone. I strongly suspected I had adjusted Joey’s perception towards me without knowing it, and that had started to worry me a lot.

Joey and I had honestly formed a special set of feelings for each other to where the homosexual nature simply didn’t bother us. But seeing how masculine Joey had become just turned me off. I realized I had been purposely ignoring that before, but like how I had finally noticed my mother’s sexiness, I couldn’t un-see Joey’s masculine body. Now I felt awkward whenever Joey tried to physically express affection towards me, and because I didn’t respond in the way he expected, he kept trying even harder.

I let those concerns fade to the background as I wedged my Trans Am between a Buick and a Ford F150 on the next street over. I set the car alarm, wishing I could monitor my car like I could people, then set off towards Ms. Johnson’s backyard.

The air had that spring feel to it, and I was pretty energetic from the fact I was wearing shorts for the first time that year. I rather enjoyed my little walk through the modest neighborhood, finding a few people out enjoying the weather just as I was.

I decided to cut through a few yards instead of walking all the way down the street then back up the other one, but the entire neighborhood seemed to have those tall privacy fences in their backyards, and I felt a bit conspicuous opening the gate to a stranger’s yard and just walking in.

I had to do that several times before I found one that had a way through to their neighbor’s yard behind them. The yard still didn’t have a gate, but it did have a nice big tree with an old clubhouse that overhung the two yards. The trunk of the tree had wood nailed to it, making a ladder of sorts. The other side had a thick climbing rope with a few big knots still hanging down, so I figured it was my best option.

I was halfway up when I realized there was someone inside the clubhouse. I only hesitated a moment, then made myself invisible to their minds and continued climbing.

Two girls and boy around twelve were huddled around the opposite side of the clubhouse, all trying to see through a pair of binoculars. It took me a moment to figure out what they were looking at, then chuckled and grabbed the rope to swing down the other side.

I had a little trouble getting around the very large dog occupying that yard, but after getting away with no more than a slobbered cheek, I decided I could go back that way if need be.

I only had to walk two houses down before reaching my destination. After ringing the doorbell and not sensing anyone immediately, I walked around to the gate and entered the backyard where I knew they were.

Just as I had seen through two of the kids’ eyes, I found four of Ms. Johnson’s submissives watching the fifth stand perfectly still while Nancy used two large feathers on the girl’s bare stomach. Everyone but myself were wearing bathing suits, and since the only other male was shirtless, I slipped my shirt off and laid it over a lawn chair before glancing over to the peeping tom and two tiffanies.

As I stretched and showed off my muscles to the four sets of eyes watching me, I reached out to the three in the tree and made them able to see me again, then checked out the five submissive students, finding I didn’t know two of them.

“I wondered if you were going to show up,” Nancy said as she teased the seventeen-year-old’s clearly aroused nipples through the material. “I don’t like tardiness.”

A small grin appeared on all five of her playthings’ faces.

“Too bad,” I said with a grin of my own. “I was just about to forgive you for starting without me before you said that.”

All six of them looked at me with surprise, and I felt Nancy’s anger begin to rise from my open attempt to dominate her in front of her submissives.

I locked my eyes onto hers and we spent several minutes trying to make the other look away first. When I realized she wasn’t going to back down while in the presence of the others, I sighed and said, “I suppose if you overlook my tardiness, I can forgive you for not waiting for me. I don’t feel like standing here all day while we try and outstare each other. Agreed?”

“Then you will submit to me?”

“No,” I said, breaking the stare first by looking over at the others watching us intensely. “But I won’t force you to submit to me. There are five of them already. What good would having a sixth do?”

I looked back at her finding her eyes on her silent toys. In a surprisingly soft tone, Nancy asked, “Does anyone have a problem if Tim assists in our fun?”

I couldn’t help but grin when Becky immediately announced, “I don’t,” then gave her a friendly wink as she felt a small tremor of pleasure pass through her.

“Well, I do,” Cory said.

Cory and I had gone to junior high together, and while we had never done anything really friendly like, I was surprised to hear him say that.

Nancy asked him with concern, “Oh? Why, Cory?”

Cory said a little less sure of himself, “I don’t want to say.”

“You’re right,” I said, walking up to him. “You don’t. But it doesn’t matter. I already know you think I’m a pervert and a playboy. And you know what? Most of what you have heard about me is true. But I’ve never forced anyone to do anything they were uncomfortable about doing, and not many people can do this...”

He was about to object when I touched his nose with my pinky. He emitted a small squeaky gasp as he felt my magic touch pass through his body.

Cory asked breathlessly, “How did you do that?”

“It’s just something we perverts pick up,” I said, teasing him by holding my finger out as if to do it again.

Nancy said with a strange sound to her voice, “Tim, could I speak to you alone for a moment?”

“Uh, yeah,” I said, watching Cory relax as my finger fell away.

“Why don’t the rest of you rest for a minute and get ready for the group rub. We’ll be right back,” Nancy said, leading me through her patio door.

As soon as the door shut, she said, “I want to know right now what your plans are. What you intend to do with them.”

“What’s the matter? You think I’m going to try and take them from you?”

“I don’t want them to get hurt, that’s all. I don’t know what you think goes on at these meetings, but we certainly don’t...”

“Yes, you do. I know all about your little private sessions with Cory, Teri and Jackie out there. Oh, and not to mention past students like Matt, Christine, Rachel, and most of all Kyeong Soo Kim who introduced you to this. For someone who only started two years ago, you’re pretty good. But I still can’t believe you’ve waited this long to put Becky through her paces. And in case you haven’t noticed, Min is more than ready to let you do whatever you wanted with her.”

“You’re wrong. You don’t understand anything about what we do. Ask any one of them out there and they will tell you.”

“You’re right. They will back whatever you say, whether it is the truth or not. Nancy, I’m not here to screw your little secret sex club up. In fact, I may just have something worth a lot more to you than a fuck in the sun.”

“Tim, you’re not listening to me,” she said, looking out at the others who were lying on the ground talking. “Come over here.”

I walked over and stood next to her watching the five teens chatting and having a good time at it too. Every once in a while, one of them would look over at us and instantly look down at the ground below us with a little smile or blush. Actually, it was her they were looking at, not me. Even Becky didn’t pay me any attention.

The group was relaxed. They seemed entirely at ease with their surroundings and the people around them. Becky and Teri had just met that day, but they weren’t the least bit shy with talking to each other.

“The instances where I went beyond the teasing and fun with them were entirely innocent. Nothing like what you were doing with me at school. They trust me. Anything I do has to be in faith of that trust. I may come on strong when I’m looking for a new subject, but I never do anything they don’t offer first. When you forced whatever you did onto Cory, you broke our rules. They have to be able to say no to it before you do it to them. Do you understand what I’m saying now?”

I said a little sheepishly, “Sorry. Yes, I understand. I didn’t realize how heavily they depend on that trust. It’s as much for the trust as the actual pleasure they get out of it that they continue to come to you. But I also know that you have taken several of them beyond just what trusting you would do. The pleasure you’ve given them makes them desire more, and the trust allows them to blindly follow your demands. I guess I focused too much on the pleasure aspect of it.”

“If you promise to not do anything without seeing if it is okay first, then I think I can allow you to stay.”

“Well, I don’t think you will have to worry about anyone objecting to me staying now. Between Becky and Cory, they’re all hoping to have a chance to feel my magic touch.”

“Magic touch?” Nancy said, looking at me. “You don’t really think you can do anything magical, do you?”

I looked at her, realizing she had written off all the sensations I had given her last time to just being horny.

“Well, I’ll just let you decide that. How about ... For the next hour, every time someone snaps their fingers, you’ll have a small orgasm.”

“Oh, and I suppose if it happens, it wouldn’t be just a simple matter of post-hypnotic suggestion of some kind.”

“Okay, how about this. Instead of you having an orgasm, the others will have one every time you snap your fingers. And we won’t tell them anything about it until afterward. That should be okay with them since it will be you snapping your fingers and not me.

“And just to make it a little more interesting, if by the end of the hour you still don’t believe me, I’ll submit to you in front of the others and comply with every order you give me for the rest of the afternoon. But if you do believe me, then you’ll let me pleasure you in front of them. Deal?”

“On one condition. I have to admit I was wrong.”

“Even better. Snap your fingers when you’re ready.”

But when she reached for the door handle, I said, “Hey, where are you going?”

“What? What do you mean where? I’m going out there to ... You’re not serious.”

“I’m very serious. Now snap.”

Her fingers were already in the snapping position when she held them up to look at them. A small smile of confidence edged onto her lips, then turned towards the group and snapped.

All five of them went rigid a moment, then relaxed a moment before starting to talk excitedly. Nancy still held her hand up in the air, her fingers frozen in their snapped positions. I looked up at Nancy’s face, finding the smile had turned to astonishment.

“So ... aren’t you going to try it again to make sure it wasn’t just a coincidence?”

She looked at me a moment, then brought her hand down to rest against her side. When she looked back out, she found all five of her special students staring at her with a hopeful kind of look.

You see, I actually hadn’t done anything to them. I had programmed Nancy’s own talents to do it instead, and the group outside had apparently recognized her ‘touch’.

“They’re waiting, Nancy,” I prompted. “Go on. You know you want to.”

She looked at me a moment, then turned and went out the door. I followed her out, and as I shut the door behind me, I heard a snap and five gasps.

Twenty-three snaps later, Nancy stood in the middle of five breathless and utterly exhausted teens. She was nearly as excited as they had been fifteen snaps earlier, and I didn’t hesitate to take advantage of that.

I asked Nancy, “So, what do you think? Is there a scientific explanation for all of this?”

She turned ninety degrees to face me, then with a mischievous smile, she snapped her fingers at me.

Okay, so I wasn’t prepared for that. I barely managed to raise my shield after the sixth slow pulse of pleasure had passed through my body.

“Shit. That wasn’t bad for a beginner,” I admitted as I caught my breath.

“Oh!” Nancy cried, snapping both of her fingers at me in vain.

“Hey! Stop that! You’ve already made them all pass out,” I said, noticing the others had stopped their jerking.

That got her attention, and she immediately kneeled down to the closest one. As Teri opened her eyes a little and looked up with a weak smile, Nancy visibly relaxed, then kissed her on the forehead gently.

Then Nancy suddenly stood up and yelled, “All right! Time to stop laying around on the grass like a bunch of useless flowers. Everybody UP! Snap To it!” she said with a snap.

With a jerk, all five of them struggled to their feet, then Nancy gathered them up and kissed each of their foreheads lovingly, apologizing for overdoing it. I was feeling rather awkward being left out like that, but then Nancy turned around and said, “I was wrong.”

I smiled, then walked up to her and gave her a kiss on the forehead. The others scrambled to help her down to the ground as the slow-moving wave of pleasure passing down from her forehead made her crumble.

I was concentrating very hard on pleasuring every nerve within the five-inch high area I was slowly moving down her chest region when Cory put me in a headlock and told me to stop what I was doing.

“Cory, she agreed to it. Take your fucking hands off of me, man.”

“Not until Nancy tells me herself. No wonder you get all the special privileges at school. What do you do? Snap your fingers until Higgs agrees with you?”

I took control of his arms and released their grip on my head, then said, “You’re jealous. I can’t believe you’re jealous of me,” I said with pure surprise.

“Fuck! What are you?” Cory said, rubbing his arms like they had been physically forced apart.

“I’m just like you, but with a little gift on my side.”

“You’re not like me, or us. You’re a freak!” Cory said, backing away. “Why don’t you go find somebody else to torture instead of Nancy!”

“CORY!” Nancy suddenly yelled. “BAD BOY!”

Cory instantly forgot all about his fear and anger and hung his head like a little child.

“Apologize to Tim. You had no right to interfere with MY pleasure.”

Cory looked up at her with a sudden panic.

“I’m sorry, Nancy! I didn’t know you wanted it! I thought he was...”

“It’s okay, Nancy,” I said. “He doesn’t need to apologize. I guess I’m the one who should say I sorry. I’m the one who came in here expecting everyone to beg me to make them orgasm until they were ready to explode. However, a deal is a deal. But I have an idea I think all of you would like and agree to.”

I had no complaints after explaining my idea, but Nancy had one concern she had to make sure about.

“Becky,” Nancy said, reaching out towards the suddenly shy girl.

I watched Becky quietly sit down next to our teacher without looking up, only to realize Becky was becoming very aroused by her submissive expectations.

I saw the excitement die down when Nancy said, “Becky, look at me, please?”

As her hopes of Nancy dominating her completely crumbled, she only partially listened as Nancy explained she only had to say no if someone asked her to do something she didn’t like. I realized that the reason Nancy and Becky hadn’t done anything beyond the simple, easy stuff was because Becky didn’t want Nancy to give her a choice. Becky was a true submissive soul.

So after Becky gave Nancy a shaky smile and said okay, I motioned her over to me and whispered into her ear, “Do you trust me?”

“I guess I do, yes.”

“Good. You see this finger?”

“Yes.”

“If you kiss the tip, you will have to do whatever I say, no matter what you or the others think about it. Okay?”

She looked up at me with surprise, then said, “Okay,” and quickly kissed the finger.

“What are you two talking about?” Nancy asked. “We better get started. It’s getting late.”

“Okay. A small change of plan though. Everyone, please sit down in a circle first, join hands and close your eyes.”

Surprisingly, no one even questioned my orders and every quickly complied. I guess the other four submissives were taking their cues from Nancy, and since she hadn’t said anything, they simply didn’t concern themselves.

I sat between Nancy and Becky, holding their hands firmly as I began to recall the things the twins and I had done at camp. For several minutes I struggled without success to drive a feeling of trust down the circle, but while I rested a moment, I felt the feeling flow into me from both sides, almost like a backwash.

On a hunch, I tried sending the feeling out through Nancy, and a few moment’s later felt it flow into my other hand. I wasn’t sure whether it was because I was the only empath in the loop, or if it was the property of the emotion that you couldn’t give your trust without receiving another’s, but I didn’t concern myself with it as I increased the flow.

“I learned something important from all of you today,” I said softly but clearly. “I would like to share something with you that I hope will show you can trust me. If anyone feels I am trying to trick you or hide my real feelings, all you have to do is let your neighbor’s hand go to break the loop. Okay?”

Everyone softly muttered their consent, so I continued.

“When I was little, people around me felt uncomfortable because I always knew what they were thinking, and they sometimes knew what I was thinking too. So for a long time, I didn’t have any friends besides my mom and my teddy. My teddy was my best friend, especially when my mom started working and I started Kindergarten.

“I took Teddy everywhere, made him do everything I did ... Well, except baths. Teddy didn’t like baths because it took him forever to get dry again. Anyway, just before Christmas break, I guess I was feeling pretty lonely after seeing how much fun the other kids had together. I started to make Teddy do things a little stuffed bear shouldn’t do, taking some of my frustration out on him.

“I tortured that little stuffed bear. He finally lost both eyes and cracked his nose. But every night I imagined him telling me I was his best friend, and I guess I really depended on him to be my best friend too.

“One day, I made him sleep in the trash can in my room all night. The next day I forgot to get him before I left for school, and when I came home, he was gone. I thought I had lost the only friend I had and was so upset I couldn’t talk about him. I think I lasted about a week before my mom asked me what was wrong. I told her while crying my eyes out, promising I wouldn’t make Teddy or anyone else do anything they didn’t want to do again.

“My mom told me she was sorry, but she thought I had thrown him away and he had gone out in the trash. She promised to get me another teddy, but I wouldn’t have any part of that. I wanted Teddy, the real one. The one I hurt and said awful things to. The one I betrayed. The one I know I’ll never see again to say I was sorry.

“I’ve lived with that guilt ever since. That’s why I never make fun of people, or when I give my word, I keep it. And I’d never force any of you to do something you weren’t willing to do. I admit I have broken this rule in the past, but only by accident or when I had no choice. Like when someone puts me in a headlock, or if I am so out of it I’m not thinking straight. I’ve never purposely hurt anyone, ever. Well, no one but Teddy, anyway.”

No one spoke after I finished, but I felt my words had been well received. We continued to hold hands for a few minutes, letting the feelings flow through the linked hands, surprisingly without my help. I wondered if everyone could feel what I sensed through the linked hands. Maybe they did to some extent, but probably not as clearly as I did. While they did feel a little more trusting of me, the greatest amount of trust and other feelings were directed at Nancy, and at each other to a lesser degree.

It was Nancy who finally broke the chain by letting Min’s hand go, yet didn’t release mine. While the rest of the group opened their eyes and recovered, Nancy raised my hand to her lips and gave it a kiss before saying, “You didn’t have to tell us that.”

“I know, but I couldn’t think of anything else I could offer you to let you all know how strongly I feel about not forcing anyone into anything.”

“I could feel it was hard for you to talk about it. Haven’t you ever told anyone before now?”

“Not exactly. Joey and Suzi know about it, but they ... Well, they know everything about me. I never had to actually tell them. Can we change the subject? This is starting to make me feel worse than I thought it would.”

She nodded, then let my hand go after another kiss. She was genuinely concerned that I was hurting, but it was an old ache that I had long learned to live with.

I realized I had totally misjudged Nancy. I had believed her to be a ruthless, domineering woman seeking submissives to pleasure her, but she actually was a very loving person, wanting to pleasure the others as much as herself. She was very aggressive when seeking new prey, but once she had taken the first step with someone, she became very sensitive to his or her feelings and needs.

So even though she hadn’t selected me but I had selected her, she now considered me to be a part of the group and thus felt obligated to be sensitive to my feelings. While the others watched, I returned her display of affection by kissing the back of her hand, then after looking up into her eyes for a few moments, I respectfully glanced down in a sign of submission.

Nancy held her arms open towards me, and I graciously accepted her invitation, finding her hug genuinely warm and comforting. A momentary surge of happiness passed between us, then I too felt the trust the others had for her. Her own undiscovered powers had managed to work their way around my defensive shield, but had simply reinforced what I had already known. She simply could never betray another person’s trust.

That simple act officially made me a part of the group. The little bit of tension and suspicion the others had about me completely vanished while I was in the hug. It was so strange to suddenly feel welcome and openly accepted by them, including Cory who was the first to respond after my hug.

“I’m sorry for what I said,” he said, holding his hand out. “I guess I was a little jealous of you.”

I took his hand and said, “I’m sorry too. I should have explained what I was doing before forcing you to let go. And I’m not gay, by the way,” I said when he nervously glanced down at my crotch.

“Sorry,” he said as he tried to smile. “I guess I wanted to believe ... People don’t really think you are either.”

“I know. But it wouldn’t matter if they did. Chicks like guys they think are gay, you know?” I grinned.

I was welcomed into the group with a hug from each of the girls and found myself having to restrain myself from kissing each one on the lips like my dad’s girls at the workshop. They had a similar vibe of open trust.

“We only have about a half an hour left,” Nancy announced after the last hug. “If you still want to play your little game, we better get started.”

“Okay. Let me explain the rules real quick. The five of you are slaves. I’m the master and I’m testing your faithfulness by ordering you to pleasure Nancy in different ways. You can only do what I say. No more, and no less. If you lose control and do something I didn’t tell you to do, you’re out. If you don’t want to do something I tell you to do, all you have to do is say so, but then you’re out. The last person out is the winner, and they get a special prize. Is that okay with everyone?”

Everyone agreed, and I got a vibe from Becky that told me she was getting wet just from the expectation.

“Oh, there is one thing I better ask before we start,” I said as I came back over to them with a lawn chair and sat down. “Does anyone mind if I enjoy the sun while we are doing this?”

I had no objections, so before anyone could question the reason I asked, I stood up and pulled my shorts and boxers off. I could see the amusement in Nancy’s eyes while the others shocked faces melted into wry smiles or looks of curiosity. I could feel that everyone expected me to order them to strip at some time during the game, which I was.

I quickly checked on our watchers, finding the two girls scoping me out while the boy nagged them to see what was happening. I grinned like a fool as I sat back down and handled my tool a moment, then without the least bit of embarrassment, I looked each one of them in the eyes until they dropped their gaze to the ground.

“Pretend your hands are glued to your sides and you can not move them. Now, go help Nancy lay down on the ground. Good. My, Nancy. What big eyes you have. Teri, lick each of her eyelids off as slowly as you can. Cory, help Jackie spread Nancy’s legs out while Min and Becky spread her arms. Teri, you did that so well, give her a lick on the lips. Nice.

“Now, when I call out your name, I want you to lick any part of Nancy you want that you can reach without stretching or getting up to move. Your arms are free now too. Ready?

“Min, Cory, Jackie, Min, Jackie, Teri, Cory, Becky, Becky, Becky, Teri, Min, Cory, Jackie.

“Wow. That was good. Min, you must have been dying to try her tit like that for a long time. I’m sorry, but I said lick and not suck. You’re out unless you let Cory suck your tit like he’s been wanting.”

“Okay,” Min said delighted.

“Really?” Cory asked both me and Min.

“Please?” Min said, finding herself extremely turned on by the idea.

“Remember the game is still going, so don’t do anything else but suck her tits,” I warned. “Jackie and Teri, suck Nancy’s tits while Becky tries French kissing her.

“Wow. You guys really are getting me stirred up. Okay, Cory, kiss her then get back to licking Nancy’s crotch. Min, come here.”

When the oriental girl came over with red cheeks and eyes down, I said softly, “Hey, you’re not doing so good. I saw you feel his crotch when he kissed you. I’ll let it go for now, but do anything else without being told to, I’ll have to call you out. If you can control yourself for ten minutes, I’ll have you take his clothes off and lick him anywhere you want, okay?”

Her eyes glanced up at me, glazing over with lust before dropping back down and nodding her head vigorously.

“Okay, people, time for round two. Without using anything but your mouths, I want you to remove Nancy’s suit and give her a tongue bath.”

Everyone but Becky hesitated at that. Nancy gasped with pleasure when Becky slipped her tongue under Nancy’s left shoulder strap to grab it with her teeth, and that was all the rest needed to hear to help Becky with their mouths.