Part XX - 6: Twinnocence

Like every morning for the past month, a gentle pair of lips sucking on my dick brought me out of my night's slumber. When I looked down to see which twin it was this time, I automatically smiled at the seven year old, part of a friendly empathic good morning which she echoed back.

As usual, my back was complaining from having lain on it so long, but waited for the twin to finish before getting up and doing my morning stretches.

Some men would consider my position to be one of pure bliss. Day after day having nothing to do but eat, sleep, and lay flat on my back while a pair of twins used their brainwashing fucks to re-enforce their master's conditional implants that I had willingly agreed to have done. But I wasn't really there for my own sake. You see, I had made a deal with the devil. Well, Gladius, I mean.

Obviously the part about Eric staying behind wasn't true, but for the most part, Suzi's and Joey's memories were correct. Only the first day after we arrived at the Birmingham mansion did Eric and I go out with them to see the sights. But Eric had another emotional attack that evening, and despite what I had learned from Sheldon's twins, I couldn't do anything to help him alone.

So with Eric's consent, I enlisted the help of Joy and Honey. It had disheartened me to find their individual ness gone to where even I couldn't distinguish which twin was which, but at least they were temporarily able to restore Eric's emotional control in a manner similar to what Sheldon's twins had used.

I spent a week struggling to find a way to restore both Eric and the twins to their formal selves while constantly having to reassure Suzi and Joey everything was all right and that they should go out and have fun since they couldn't help.

Imagine our surprise when Gladius himself showed up at the front gate with only his one head pair of twins with him claiming a truce. Joey was completely against letting the man in, but I overruled him and agreed to speak to Gladius alone in that mansion's north study.

Believe me, I didn't trust Gladius any more than you do, but after having spent a week attempting to do something which I knew was beyond my understanding at the time, I was willing to hear what he had to say just to see what insight he might offer me.

Gladius started out by apologizing for kidnapping Joey and I, explaining that even though my emotional condition had somewhat stabilized just before he kidnapped me, it had only been a matter of time before something would have triggered a complete collapse. I would have probably taken Eric along with me since I had become so emotionally dependant on him, and he never foresaw Eric having such a reaction to exposing the implanted memory like that.

Despite my empathic senses reporting the truth of his words and feeling his somewhat honest intentions, I couldn't help but believe he was deceiving me somehow. When I asked why he had kidnapped Joey, he explained that no matter what Joey's feelings were at the time, Joey would have sensed I was still alive and sought me out, and seeing how he could give Joey what he was seeking at the time, he decided to take Joey into his keep and evaluate what his sharing link might have to offer.

I bitched him out a bit about what he attempted to do with Joey and I, and I'm not even going repeat his responses since they have never seemed valid to me. So when I had had my fill of his distorted views of what Joey's and my lives would have been like, I started going off on him about how he had ruined my twins' lives, and all he really cared about was his plan to use his 'girls' in some kind of power quest.

Shit, did I ever open a can of angry worms when I said that. Up to that point he was tolerant of my accusations and angry attitude, but he wasn't about to let me call his and his father's life's work something as petty as obtaining greater personal power. And despite everything he had done, I couldn't help but believe he was truly _trying_ to save the world from some unknown future foe.

It wasn't his words which rang true, but his dedication to his task, his anger at me for staining his work, and most of all his fear... Fear of what would happen if he was to fail. I sensed how he felt the weight of the entire world on his shoulders, and how he would do anything within his abilities to carry out his inherited mission to save that very heavy world.

Gladius got right to the point once he saw I understood his motivations for what he had done. That doesn't mean I agreed with him on his methods, but I guess I did understand why from his perspective he had done those things. Anyway, he admitted he had asked Sheldon to talk to me to hopefully make it easier for me to understand the position I was in, and then spelled it out for me just to make it clear.

My ability to resist his twin's empathic power combined with my limited knowledge of how the twin's empathic controls worked made me a threat to his work. He pointed out that even if I was able to protect my mind from a combined attack of every telepath on the planet, my sacrificial tendencies when dealing with someone I care about was a greater weakness than if I had no voice at all.

But because of those people who I cared for would seek revenge if Gladius took some kind of action against me, Gladius realized the simplest way to solve the problem was to try and work it out privately with me.

Gladius offered to devote the time and resources necessary to restore Eric's emotional stability and the twin's original personalities if I would allow myself to be thoroughly conditioned to prevent anyone from taking me over, effectively making my empathic abilities kill me if I was unable to resist another person's control.

When I asked what he would do if I refused, he simply stated I could either come live within the walls of his fortress town for the rest of my life, or wake up one morning with a bullet passing through my brain. He left very little doubt in my mind he would attempt to do just that if I said no.

He permitted me to talk it over with Joey and Suzi when I refused to agree to anything without doing so, and I understood that by involving them their memories would have to be... touched up later.

Seeing that Suzi and Joey wouldn't be allowed to remember anything important afterwards anyways, I told them everything I had been afraid to tell them before and what my choices were. Joey was at first set against going along with anything that Gladius suggested, but eventually agreed to cooperate when I verbally explored what my life would be like wondering if I would wake up the next morning to the sound of a gun that was pointed at my head.

When we went back to the study to accept Gladius's offer, Suzi and I were almost as surprised as Gladius when Joey seized him by neck, lifted him off the ground about an inch, then explained to the choking middle aged man that even if his twins made Joey forget everything about him and his plan, if I didn't come back the same person I was right then, Joey would hunt him down and finish ringing his neck. At that point Joey set him back on the ground and probably would have punched him in the jut if Suzi hadn't been there to stop him. I still don't understand why those twins of his had let Joey get away with that.

Joey and Suzi spent the entire next day retaking all the pictures Suzi had taken of their trip after Joey realized they had taken a few photos of Eric that first day and a few later of him with the twins.

Despite the fact I knew I wouldn't be able to physically maintain my vow of celibacy while undergoing the conditioning, I didn't offer my services to be the... conduit for the twin's conditioning of Suzi's memories the night before they went home. I later regretted not being directly involved in that, for until I had spoke to Joey on the phone, I had no knowledge that they had made Suzi and Joey believe Eric hadn't come with us.

That one fact produced a new stirring of distrust for what Gladius's true intentions were. Eric was better, but he wasn't fixed, and I hadn't seen the twins since I had arrived to what Gladius called the nursery. I had no idea where I was, for I wasn't allowed to leave the windowless building, and my telepathy couldn't sense anything beyond it's exterior walls. How I ever sensed Joey was in trouble that one night from within those walls still mystifies me.

Anyway, for the past two weeks, I had been resisting the twin's conditioning, and had planned to continue to do so until I saw some improvement in either Eric's condition or the twins'. And while Eric's eagerness to partake in the daily mind-washing fucks hadn't diminished since his first one, I quite frankly was very tired of the fucks and would have rather spent my afternoons and evenings playing with all those young twins like I did every morning. I had never seen a pair of male empathic twins before entering the nursery, and despite there being nearly twenty pairs of female twins, most under eight years of age, there were only two pairs of male twins, one set being about fourteen and another in their mid to late thirties.

They shared all the traits the girl twins had in common, minus the cock sucking ones, and even though they seemed to be as free willed beings as any set of Gladius twins could be, they always submitted themselves to whatever the female twins wanted, which for the most part was to practice their enslaving fucks or entrancing sucks.

Anyway, getting back to that morning, I suppose I had gotten used to waking up to the sour and sweet sensations of an aching back and blow job and pretty much ignored my back as I looked over to see if Eric was awake

After exchanging another empathic good morning with Eric, I said, "Sleep good?"

"I guess you could say that," he chuckled. "From how my back feels, I must have been under pretty long this time."

"A day and a half," I said very softly as I felt the pair of twins complaining we were disturbing their work.

Eric sighed, then we both let ourselves be pulled into that wonderful mind numbing state the two girls were practicing to put us in.

"A day and a half, huh?" Eric moaned an hour later after we had come and regained our senses. "Feels more like a week and a half."

"Roll over then, and I'll see what I can do," I said.

"Thanks," Eric sighed as I applied my magic fingers to his aching back.

After I carefully worked out the stiffness in his back, I ran my hands up and down his body like I always did, then let my right hand linger on the small red heart tattoo on his left buttocks, circling it a few times before saying, "You know I still can't believe Candice talked you into getting this."

"Who?" Eric said softly.

"Candice. You know... "

"Oh yeah... Candice," he said before rolling over and stretching lazily. "I'm hungry. Let's go eat."

"Fine by me," I said, standing up and holding my hand out to help him up.