Part VII - 6: Will You Be My Slave Tonight?

Friday morning and early afternoon seemed to pass in a flash, but then it slowed down to a drag during crafts as it neared the time our parents were due to arrive.

Although we had fun at camp, things tended to become very predictable and... well, dull. The entire camp was restless, everyone knowing that there would be a even bigger wow than when the helicopter came unannounced. The worst of it was I was looking forward to it myself.

We almost failed to notice them when they did finally show up. We expected something noisy, flashy, or just plain big. When the five men and three women entered the camp on horseback, they nearly pulled up next to us before some cried, "They're here!"

Two horse drawn wagons followed behind them, and all of the horses were pure black except the four white ones our parents rode. They were all dressed in lightweight riding gear, and my mom's outfit was less conservative than her usual style.

Despite everyone being initially disappointed, the horses turned out to be quite a treat. Practically all the girls had a chance to ride them, and quite a few boys did too. And right before dinner, my mom amazed everyone by lassoing my dad from ten feet away while she was on horseback.

Joey's parents seemed at home playing cowboy, and surprised Joey when they told us of their younger days. They used to ride horses and camp out west in the wide open ranges. They even admitted that both their kids had been conceived somewhere near the Grand Canyon. Joey only blushed a little.

The biggest treat was yet to come. As the sun was setting, my parents had everyone go sit out in the big field in front of the camp's main entrance. After telling Smitzer and Jarvos to get their permission, they shielded the two head counselors' thoughts so I couldn't find out.

The sky exploded in color as fireworks were launched from three different sites all around us. The show lasted nearly twenty minutes, with the regular compliment of colorful starbursts with a loud boom here and there. The finale was a loud and sparkling image of my mom's face that turned into mine. I wanted to run and hide from embarrassment, but Suzi remarked it was a rather sweet thing for my father to do, and nobody seemed to think there had been anything wrong with it.

After saying good night and goodbye to my mom, I made my way back to my cabin with my thoughts centered on how wrong I had been to worry about their visit. Laying down in my bunk, I reached out to say good night to any of my friends who were not already asleep. When I reached Penny's mind, I nearly shit in my pants.

I ran at top speed to the lake's beach, stopping in my tracks at the sight of Penny's ass fucking my pop's dick.

"You bastard! How DARE you use my friend for your fuck toy!" I screamed at my father.

"Don't talk to me like that! She's not your property. Damn it, Tim. Can't you see she's got a great ass? I don't understand why you haven't fucked it yourself."

Knowing I wouldn't get anywhere with Penny fucking her ass on his pole, I reached into her mind to figure out how much damage had been done.

I found his regular set of commands that made her his willing fuck toy whenever and for as long as he wanted her. It was the same set of commands he had used on Katie, hiding all trace of her sex slave existence until he triggered it back into being. Penny would continue living her own life without any memory about his uses of her body.

My own skill wasn't good enough to undo his expertly installed conditioning without making a mess of the rest of Penny's mind. And because the Penny I knew wouldn't be affected by his tampering, I decided it would be best just not to tamper with it.

I shoved my face in his, opened a empathic connection with him, and said with a cold serious voice, "If you ever touch one of my friends again, I'll denounce you as my father and bust through that shield of yours to make you a sex hating, God loving monk. Good night, Father."

My empathic connection had resulted in draining the color from his face. He had no doubt I had meant every word, and we both knew I could do what I had said.

I laid in my bunk for hours fighting my desire and lust. Despite that the very idea horrified me, I was also incredibly aroused by it at the same time. The image of her blissfully fucking and sucking me constantly popped into my head. I wanted her so badly, and she would never be any the wiser. But I would know, and that was my dilemma. When the sky began to brighten, I finally got up and went straight to Penny's cabin.

My mind was made up to give it a shot. I awoke Penny and we went out to the beach. I showed her the butt marks in the sand and told her everything. When she flat out said it didn't matter, I quickly checked to see if that had been part of my father's programming. It wasn't.

Long before I came along, Penny had accepted that it was just how her life was meant to be. She had rebelled by forming the deep hatred of the male population. But I had ended her fight against her fate. Penny had known in her heart that her surrender meant she would again be the unwilling toy of uncaring males.

But I wasn't satisfied with that.

"What if instead of giving in, you go out and get some revenge."

"I've tried that."

"You tried to get guys to rape you so you could beat the living shit out of them. But that just makes things worse. I'm thinking you could probably find some guys who would willingly become YOUR slaves. You have the looks, and with a little help from me, the twins, and Suzi, you could become a sex goddess, men begging you to use them like they had used you.

"You can't be serious."

"I'm very serious. Picture this. You notice a guy watching you. For several days, you feel his eyes undressing you every time he sees you. Tell me that hasn't happened to you before."

"It's happened lots of times."

"You start to encourage him, bending over a lot, showing him a little more skin, flirting with him, teasing him by touching his crotch or ass, making it look accidental."

"I already do that stuff."

"But when he's ripe for picking, you offer to give him a blow job if he can prove he wants it bad enough. You give him one of those leather cock and ball harnesses that the twins brought and make him wear it for at least a day. After he does, you give him the blow job."

"That's revenge? Making them wear... leather? And you know I'm grossed out just thinking about putting one in my mouth."

"I know, but I can change that if you let me. For what I have in mind, you would have to suck 'em. You see, I'll copy what the twins and Suzi know about sucking cock into your head. Imagine he's wearing the harness the way you like, so you give him a one of your addictive blow jobs. Every day or two, you check to see if he continues to wear the harness. After a week of checking him, teasing him, promising him you'll do it again soon, you finally do.

"But just before he's about to cum, you stop and tell him he will have to beg for it. Make him say anything you want him to say, then tell him if he wants another blow job, he will have to start wearing a cock ring, or maybe a ball sling or something.

"MMMMmm, yeah... "

"That's when you really start conditioning him to wear the leather garments you pick out for him. By the fourth blow job, you'll be randomly making him strip, making him wear something different, maybe even something uncomfortable for him."

"I like the idea, but I want more than just control over his wardrobe."

"I know. I promise you by the fifth or sixth blow job, he'll be willing to do whatever you say. The key is to give him the first two within a week of each other, then make them wait longer and longer between blow jobs. The sixth probably should be at least three weeks after the fifth. By then he'll be trying to please you any way he can, not just by wearing the stuff you want him to."

"How do you know this will work? I don't see you going around doing it."

"No, I've never done it. But the twins do it all the time. They even did it to me and Joey. I'm hopelessly addicted to their blow jobs. Don't you dare tell this to Suzi, but Joey and I lied. Compared to the twins', Suzi could be using her teeth instead of her tongue. Well, that's not really true. Suzi's blows are great, but nothing can come close to the twins. We're just lucky they don't have a selfish bone in their bodies."

"But even if the twins had made us their toys, Joey and I would have eventually broken free because we're not the kind of guys who are happy with just sex. But there are lots of guys out there looking for just sex. That's who you want revenge against. And I can guarantee you could even get some of them to... suck the shit out of your ass."

We were laying on the beach next to each other, and Penny had started to worm her body a bit from her arousal. When I mentioned her all time dirtiest fetish, her hand sank into her shorts while her eyes got a distant look to them.

"MMmmmmm, do it. Please do it. I want to make them pay. I'll do anything to have those bastards suck my ass out!"

"Anything? That's what I've been fishing for. Penny, if you freely become my sex craving slave for one day, I'll give you your wish."

Penny snapped out of her daze, giving me a cold calculating look.

"One day, and then never again?" she finally asked.

"Well, my dad taught me never to say never, especially when negotiating a deal. But if you don't ask me for additional help afterwards, then yes. Never again."

"And you won't change anything about me unless I give you permission to?"

"That's the way I usually work it."

"Yes or No."

"Sorry. Yes."

"And there are no strings attached. I can do whatever I want, with whoever I can get?"

"Well, a few strings. You can't permanently injure them or make them do something that would seriously endanger their health. Like you can't make them swallow your shit or have them fight someone unless it's in self defense. But other than that, you can use them anyway you want, punish them however you wish.

"As far as who... I can't promise anything there. If there's a friend of mine, or someone I think doesn't deserve your punishment, I might free them. But I really doubt that will happen. Only the dick heads would get trapped into becoming your slave."

"And why should I trust you'll keep your word?"

That stung slightly, especially since she was already mine for the picking if I had simply wished to. So I made my position very clear.

"Allow me to remind you of how easy it would be for me to not even bother with giving you anything," I said, pulling out my hard cock. "You see this dick? You want more than anything to suck my juices out. Feel how bad you want it? You hunger for it. You starve for it. You feel as if you'll die without it. Now snap out of it, you're drooling. That's why you can trust me."