Chapter 22

Three of my six dorm-living women had their four brains at my fingertips for correction. Correction? Improvement? Sculpting?

Perfection.

Seven minds, even in my moment of clarity, would have overtaken me. Distracted me. And I’d have failed them.

Four minds: Vickie, Lynsey, Avril, and Vickie. I had done much of the groundwork on Lynsey and Avril. Avril was loyal, almost puppyish in her love for me. Lynsey’s jealousy and possessiveness had been chilled. She was eager and rewarded to share me.

Vickie was a total mess.

My mess.

I was here to clean her up.

I pulled my cock from contact with the girls. They had brought me to near-completion and I needed to keep on the knife’s edge. My cock eased down Lynsey’s thigh as I stood off the bed. I lifted up Vickie, she wrapped her thighs around my waist. I stepped back. Lynsey and Avril headbutted Vickie’s buttcheeks kneeling to service me.

I wasn’t directing them. They came to my desires as if by divine inspiration. My needs bloomed in the spinning chaos of their brains. I certainly felt like god.

I kissed Vickie’s throat as I lifted her high enough to keep Avril and Lynsey comfortably massaging my balls. Their tongues eased around the tower of my cock. When needed, Lynsey’s index finger and thumb choked the base. I’m sure I breathed as I stopped.

Kitty’s mind had been pulled apart, until it appeared as two halves of a deck of cards interlaced. Each half spun, on a split axis, clicking together in opposite rotations connected by the teeth of gears.

Vickie’s mind had cracked on its fulcrum. Her minds, should’ve been one single stack. They had split in the middle, nearer the top: the governing clearer thoughts. The base, her animal urges and instinctual forces, spun strongly, controlled as normal. Over the break, her sophisticated mind was dragged and half falling over the edge of her primal mind. Her sophisticated mind spun in the same direction as her primal mind, and rolled on the edge of the base. Dragged further from the fulcrum, it had to spin faster.

Feed the beast, and the woman’s mind raced.

Always questioning, always neurotic, always uncertain.

“You’re going to make it worse...” Vickie whispered in my ear. “I can handle it.”

“I can make it better,” I said. “I will.”

I ran my senses up and down Avril and Lynsey’s minds. I needed to know how they fit together, what kept a mind from breaking.

In Avril, it was experience. She had pushed through some tough times, lost friends or family. I wasn’t reading the very words of her thoughts. It was more ephemeral. She knew she could face difficult things and still be standing after.

In Lynsey, it was pure stubbornness. When someone or something tried to push her out of step, she squared her shoulders and pushed back.

I reinforced that in Lynsey, now able to keep that fight out of our shared harem. I brought both of those things to Vickie.

She had lived a charmed life.

She hadn’t lost friends or family. She had no idea how she’d handle herself if things went bad. She went along to get along. She loved being swept up in a bright eyed puppy love that she had carried for me for months. She hadn’t been overt or aggressive because that “What if he says no?!” voice at the back of her head was a coiled rattlesnake. It never quieted down. It never put its fangs away.

I had to shut up the stupid rattlesnake.

I had to make her emotionally invincible. Not invincible. I had made her one of my eight women. If she wouldn’t take any shit for herself, why would she just be one among many, when she could be another man’s one and only.

Because she wasn’t invincible to me.

I bit into her neck and growled as Lynsey’s finger snapped shut.

I couldn’t leave her like this!

I furrowed my brow tightly and slowly removed my teeth from the unbroken divots in Vickie’s skin.

The mind wouldn’t move the way its geometry told me it should. Like swinging a rock on a rope over my head, even if it was going too swiftly to stop and catch, I should be able to drag the rope in, shrinking the arc, until I had the rock in my hand.

There was one physics problem to the above. A figure skater pulls her arms and legs in tight to spin faster, and kicks out a leg and reaches out an arm to slow her spin. I pulled Vickie’s sophisticated brain in towards the fulcrum of her primal brain. It had already been spinning faster.

I pulled her in.

Pushing fifteen had cracked Vickie’s mind in two. I had the girls all spinning at tens now. That was the slowest spin beyond the point of any self-control.

Vickie was panting madly. She was humping her wet pussy hard against the muscles of my stomach. Her flavor ran down to Lynsey’s fingers and Avril’s tongue.

Eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen!

I stopped the pull.

To reconnect her minds, I’d be running her primal at a ten as her sophisticated shot up beyond a twenty.

I knew minds cracked in the high teens.

What if I shattered her mind completely?

“Oh Jordan!” Vickie was shivering. I had to grab her asscheeks tighter as her shaking calves and curling toes were losing their grip behind my back. “Jordan! Jordan! Jordan!”

I clenched my teeth.

I couldn’t shut my ears.

Even if I could ignore her sexy begging voice, keep her pants from ending my moment of clarity, her tongue would’ve still been penetrating my ear. She tightened her lips on the lobe and suckled with noisy sucks.

“Jordan!” My name was suddenly twelve syllables long.

Her mind!

I had left it a wreck!

If she was my girl, I had to take care of her!

I couldn’t just drag it up.

I eased her mind slower.

It eased her aggressive attack on my body. The tightness melted from her muscles.I clenched her thighs harder. I set my feet wider. Lynsey and Avril sank lower.

I grabbed her sophisticated mind and oriented myself with it. When her sophisticated mind was a ten, her base mind had slowed to six.

Her body was ready for me, her mind was lost in love.

It was far more than enough to make her my woman.

This time, I pulled the primal to match the sophisticated.

That should’ve slowed the minds. It didn’t.

While Lynsey and Avril didn’t separate primal from sophisticated, they still had their minds stacked in the same way. The primal mind was the base, the sophisticated was the apex. The power came from the base, especially when it was at its wildest.

Fear.

Lust.

Anger.

I was resetting Avril’s mind to be quite different. And in this new dynamic, I could make her invincible.

I was inverting her mind.

Her love for me wouldn’t come from the need for pleasure, for connection, and for acceptance. She would know she was in love with me and that would rush her with matching desire and primal energy.

Think of me and be swept away.

Think of me and silence the rattlesnake.

The sophisticated settled on the bottom and slinkied the primal onto the top. Her mind was still spinning too far out, but it was pulling itself in, like a satellite in degrading orbit before it crashed into the Earth.

Fear hit me.

What would it do when it hit?

A mind was like a stack of coins, would Vickie crash in and shatter, breaking her worse?

Slow her down. Ease her down. Her toes touched the carpet as Lynsey and Avril scurried back a few steps of their knees. I grabbed Vickie’s hips. I was risking slipping down, out of the clarity, until I caught her gaze with my eyes.

She lunged for me. She was incredibly warm. I just wanted to celebrate. I wanted to throw her on the bed and fuck through this clearminded moment.

I felt strong and powerful for what I could do. I loved every hyperextended moment of sexual attention. Lynsey was up on her feet, pressed to my back. She and Vickie move their hands around my trunk in concert. The two beautiful antagonists brought together in synchronicity for my pleasure. My women.

Plus Avril.

She was still on the ground, rubbing my cock slowly, her knuckles running through the days-old fuzz over Vickie’s pussy.

“Let’s get off our feet,” Lynsey whispered in my ear.

“Yeah, throw me on my back!” Vickie’s demands were more eager.

I only wanted to give in.

I had fixed her.

We deserved to celebrate!

Not all of my women were put together right. Marie, Ira, and Paula were waiting on me across the hall. Paula and Ira would wait. Ira was probably feasting greedily on the two beautiful girls I had captured for us. All of us.

But six brains would be too many.

I closed my eyes and kissed Vickie a few more infinitely long moments. I don’t know how I mustered the willpower to let her go. She folded back her knees and bounced on the bedsprings. I hardly realized I had been holding her by the hips so her toes could barely touch the carpet.

I picked Lynsey’s fingers off my chest. She pirouetted around me as I lifted her hand over her head. She scrambled up next to Vickie. The vision of the two of them, small petite brunettes, their eyes, jaws, and breasts just a bit too different to be mistaken for sisters. I set my hand on the back of Avril’s neck and raised her to her feet.

“Rock, paper, scissors for the pretty one?” she asked, smirking.

Vickie and Lynsey sat up quickly.

“Done!” I said, touching Avril’s mind as I raised my hand to throw scissors. She threw rock. I had made her do so, bringing the thought up from her depths and out to the surface.

“Yes!” Lynsey shouted excitedly. “I ... It’s OK Vickie. Avril will make you feel so~oo good!”

“But she gets the pretty one!” Vickie fought back, twisting to face Lynsey. “And you are so~oo beautiful.”

“Nowhere near as beautiful as you,” Lynsey shook her head. “I get Jordan.”

“Ah girls,” I said, “You’re both pretty!”

I pushed Avril onto the pair of them. I took one step through the door and realized my mistake. Avril climbed up between Lynsey and Vickie who, at my direction, mauled the RA with kisses and caresses. I hurried across the room lightly squeezing the head of my cock as I grabbed my robe. I dashed for the door.

“He’s getting away!” Avril said, but Lynsey claimed her mouth and Vickie rolled the threesome over until Avril was trapped against the mattress. I smiled, touched the doorknob, remembered I shouldn’t be actively masturbating and removed my hand from my dick as the door swung open.

It took three steps to cross the hallway and open Paula’s door.

I fell straight to one knee as I stepped forward.

“Jordan?” Even in my state I could barely pick out the mind from the innumerable in the hall. I realized edging had sharpened my perceptions but not perfected them. I climbed to my feet and staggered another step.

I grabbed Paula’s door.

“Oh Jesus Christ!” Some guy swore, maybe the one who had come to help me. I don’t know who yanked my door closed.

“That is the most amazing thing I have ever seen.”

“Should we call an ambulance? I could–”

I yanked open Paula’s door and twisted into the room, thrusting it shut. I staggered, kept myself from falling to my knees. I breathed hard.

Three minds began to fuzz, disappearing into the normal basic mess in which I could hardly differentiate them. I leaned more heavily on the door.

“But Lynsey was in his room?” I was the topic of intrigue out in the hallway.

“And Paula’s in hers. Plus that one black girl.”

“No, she’s Indian, Ira. She’s roommates with Vickie who’s in his dorm and–”

“Come here,” Marie whispered and pulled me off the door. These girls were dressed, though t-shirts and panties were hardly more than pjs. Ira was sitting in the Lotus position on Paula’s bed. Paula was playing with her phone.

“I need more...”

I focused on the minds. Three I could keep from fractalating out to infinity. Four, four, and three. Three different directions, somehow opposite each other. It was hardly sensible.

Marie first. Marie is at hand. Marie smells amazing.

I looked into her eyes, her contacts were out and she had her glasses on her nose. I pulled her in for a kiss. She was the three.

“That’s sweet,” she said. “I think I spent enough time sitting on my hands. Why don’t you go back and play with your other girls. We were having a fun sleepover anyways.”

“No,” I said, cranking her mind up. Paula and Ira frowned as they sank towards zero. I just needed a six. I was so close to the edge again.

Her lips cut into a smile.

“I did promise you anal,” she laughed. “Oh god, I haven’t done this since prom and–”

I took a fistful of her hair and pushed her skull downward. She climbed down onto her knees. I popped quickly free of my robe. She yanked the belt away.

“Ooh!” Ira rushed forward grinning as she watched Marie cup my cock and start kissing the tip. Paula hung back. She bit her lip. Their ones became twos, first Ira, Paula slowly after. Ira was going for a three.

She didn’t even have my view. I thumbed Marie’s hair from her eyes and caught occasional glimpses as she greedily slid me to the entrance of her throat. Her lips felt amazing.

Deep breath.

This isn’t about getting off.

This is about making sure I don’t walk into a room and hear: “Not tonight, go play with the others.”

I didn’t realize I had been offended. Offended with myself for not laying down that groundwork in Vickie, Lynsey, and Avril.