10% Book One
Copyright© John Wales 2007
Chapter 6
Science Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 6 - Two young sisters flee an abusive home and end up in the clutches of an evil woman. This woman stumbles upon a secret that will put society on its ear or destroy it.
Caution: This Science Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Fa/Fa ft/ft Fa/ft Teenagers Consensual Romantic Lesbian Science Fiction Extra Sensory Perception Paranormal Incest Sister
"That fuck'n dyke ran roughshod over the board. I wish Dad were here because I could say, 'I told you so.'"
Carl Jenkins put his hand on my shoulder and said, "Gordon, you're smarter than she is. She's goading you for some reason. Think of what it is and counteract it."
"She sees me as her rival. It's almost like two male dogs even if she is a bitch."
"I saw that long ago and so did you. What's her newest plan? It has to be to get higher in the company."
"What if she just wants to get rid of me?"
"Between you and me, I think she'd quit if she didn't have anybody to fight."
"I'd rather see her go."
"I would too but I think you like the challenge."
"What!"
"You heard me. You're a competitor just the same as she is. You've done better work since she arrived and I think it's not just to show us that you are better but to show Knox."
"That's bullshit."
"Maybe it is but it's what I think."
Sheila listened to the recording later and commended the two males in seeing the obvious. Again to herself she said, "The props are set and all I need now is for the actors to remember their lines."
That night instead of going home, Sheila met Liana in a cosy restaurant. Sheila said, "You look beautiful tonight. Your husband is a lucky man."
"I think so too but he loves that television better." Both women had a laugh at the husband's expense.
They had a few glasses of wine and some hors d'oeuvres while talking about minor matters.
Liana finally said, "What is it you would like to talk about Sheila?" It was hard to talk to this woman by her first name.
"To be blunt, I want to work even harder to get Lover Boy fired."
"I'd love to help but he's taken more steps to guard his experiments. After the last few times, he went into a rage. He has too many friends and relatives on the board."
"You're right, but when I rub their noses in the excrement they'll have to do something."
"I don't want to get fired, Sheila."
"You won't be. I know what he did and it will be possible to get around his protection."
"What if I get caught?"
"I'll find you a better job at more pay. Just remember what Lover Boy did to your bum."
Sam was depressed one morning and I said across the breakfast table, "What's wrong, Sweetie?"
Sam didn't look my way but he did bring his head up. "Two boys came in last night. They're not dead but they should be. One's curled up into a ball and doesn't move. I can hardly reach his mind. The connections in their heads are destroyed. The other one is yelling and screaming. His mind is jumbled. They had to wrap him up so he won't hurt himself."
"How do you know?"
"I talked to Janice when she came out for a snack. She tried to hide her thoughts like Miss Knox does and I didn't let on. She tried to trick me but I didn't fall for her trap."
"What did she do?"
"She had a picture in her head of a girl having sex with her. She hid her thoughts behind this. It was hard but I didn't get hard or anything. I even talked properly."
"That's good or you wouldn't get to meet anybody. You better eat. You're attracting looks."
"Thanks, but there's more."
"What did you find?"
"Miss Knox has always made illegal drugs and sold them to people. Some hurt them. She heard about a new drug three years ago and got some sent here. She made lots of it so she can get richer. She's angry that she has to stop this so she can work on the stuff she gave me."
"She's already rich."
"She thinks she needs every penny. Some of the people that work for Janice are bad people. They use the drugs that are made. Miss Knox uses them to do the 'dirty work' and they don't care."
"What dirty work?"
"They cut up the dead people and take them away."
This made me cringe but it made sense.
When Sam went back to eating, he said, "The clinic is getting more people but now they won't all have what I got. Miss Knox wants to try this out on normal people."
"How does she expect to get away with this?"
"The people were like you and Kim. They ran away from home. The newcomers have not been on the street long enough to learn all the ropes and make a lot of friends. They're going to be sent from all the big cities. One guy that used to buy her stuff is going to get the people and send them to Miss Knox."
"What are we going to do?"
"You're the smart one. How am I supposed to know. Almost everything I saw in the last few months is completely new to me."
"I could get away and call the police but I doubt if I would be believed. If they did come then Knox would come to either me or Kim and she would do things that would make us talk."
Sam said, "All I can suggest is to learn all you can. You're smart but you don't know enough yet. You need to get away and you need money and lots of it."
"How am I going to get money?"
"You could rob a bank but maybe you can get the money Miss Knox has. I can give you the numbers she uses to get her money out of the bank."
"You're going to get lucky, Mister." Sam said nothing but I felt his excitement and so did some of the others and they looked at him.
Rather than go directly to Sam's room, I went outside in the snow to see the construction of the kennels. It was been a metal barn and beside it was a large chain link enclosure on an even larger concrete pad. The building was also supposed to be heated in case people were going to be stationed there. I didn't go near the workers. I knew I was being watched.
The property was large and the house was very big. The walls surrounding the property were fifty two double paces from the house at the closest place but her paces in the snow were not very great. The driveway went around the house and this was cleared of snow.
The contractors had finished making the alterations to the ceramics kiln. Sheila had made a minor point of saying to the staff and students that she was having the work done to get rid of biological samples from her lab.
The back wall had another gate and a nearby building. This was off-limits and said to be just a place for security. Sam said there was a big basement and a tunnel to get to the basement of the main house.
The next building was large too and this was the garage. Above it was the lab that we were not allowed to enter. Sam said that there was a basement here too and this is where the test subjects were now staying. A similar tunnel linked to the main house.
In between were tennis, badminton, volleyball and a large swimming pool that was covered all year long. The pool room had some bicycles for the girls to keep in shape. The basement of the main house had a gym and an exercise room. Everybody was expected to put in a minimum number of hours in exercises and in karate instruction. The mats had been the scene of many all-girl orgies that brought in the house and the security staff as well as the teachers. Usually when parties formed the sex happened on a large scale. Most of the time, it was the young people simply letting off steam.
Piper went to her computer and worked on her diary. It was a given that the diary was read by others though Sheila said that this would not happen. She wrote in about her observations and added what she was going to ask the woman of the house.
I got ready for my economics class. The math was beyond grade seven level by at least three years. Working in this class was difficult. Not only did I have to master the mathematics but also learn what the class was teaching.
Sam sent his love mentally and I returned it the same way. It had to be short because of the concentration necessary.
During exercise class, Sam showed up and got on the treadmill. He liked watching the girls exercise and the girls didn't mind even if they knew he could see through their clothing.
Kelly showed up and came to Sam and said, "Hi Sam, we have a new test. Will you let me have your arm?"
"You going to stick me?"
"I'm sorry, but yes."
He just put out his arm. I got off of my bike and came over to look what was happening. I said, "How do you find the vein?"
"I'll show you."
Kelly taught both of them how to make an injection. I said to both of them with wide eyes, "Can I do this next time? I want to learn."
Sam said, "It's alright with me."
Kelly said, "I'll check to find out."
I then said, "What was this injection for?"
Sam and I studied Kelly as she said, "This one is to see if we can dull Sam's ability to pick up other people. He will have to go into public someday."
"That's good. I hear his father is getting better and we can try a short trip to test it out during the man's birthday. If that happens you are going to have to go too."
Kelly thought and then said, "I think you're right."
When Kelly left, I said, "Did she tell the truth?"
"She didn't try to hide anything."
"I don't trust her."
"She is actually more sympathetic than you think. She knows about some of the deaths. She sees them as necessary to learn but she does not want to see anybody hurt. People are all crazy you know."
"I already figured that."
Later that afternoon, it was my turn to do some experiments on Sam. The young man's ability to detect those around him had greatly diminished but still worked. They still tried to trick him but his ability allowed him to detect the traps and prepare for them.
I sat in a chair out of view of the camera and slipped into the bathroom quietly. Sam listened to my instructions and said verbally, "I need to go to the bathroom." A moment later he was in the bathroom and closed the door. He took off his clothes and hurried into the shower.
There was no cameras in this enclosure. Sam stood up in front of me and said, "I'm ready, Honey."
"Good, because I'm horny."
"Are you going to play with yourself this time?"
"Yes. It's more fun."
"I like when you do that. I shoot lots more."
I started to run my hand up and down Sam's cock while the other hand reached under her skirt and played with my pussy. I had done this at least thirty times now and never tired of it. This time I felt that extra tingle.
"Sam?"
"Uh? Yes, Honey."
"I am going to give you a very difficult job to do."
"Later, ok?"
"No."
"Ok."
"Now keep your mind closed. I'm going to make you extra happy and I don't want everybody to hear us with their ears or their minds."
"I'll try but what are you going to do?"
"I want to taste this sausage of yours."
"What!"
"Are you going to try hard?"
"Are you sure?"
"Read my mind and see."
"Oh, yeah. You're extra tingly. I'll try to do what you want but it's going to be difficult."
"Ok but no hands. I don't want to choke."
"Ok."
I moved forward while moving my hand in my panties quickly. The head of Sam's cock went into my mouth. I tasted only skin which was ok. I could also feel what Sam felt and I had to get him to cut back even more. This time I only used my mouth and in less than half a minute the feeling of intense pleasure rushed through each of us.
We found ourselves in the bottom of the tub. Sam pulled me close and kissed me gently. "I love you with all my heart and I just wish I had enough time to be here with you."
I was overcome with his emotions. we both knew that he was not going to be able to live too much longer.
I was the one to get up and found some semen on my face. I wiped it off with my finger and looked at it then at a morose lover. I showed my finger and put it into her mouth and sucked it off. I said to Sam, "I love you too. That stuff tastes tangy. I may have to go back for more."
"For you, I'll make a lot."
I had lots of data that had been harvested from Sheila's mind. There was no real safe place and my memory was not that good. Slips of paper were cut to just fit within a book and I used a pen to write down in small characters what I was told. The book was used to transfer the pages to the library where Sam said there were no cameras. The notes were then hid in a small gap under a bookcase.
There was no record kept of those that died. This had to be memorised. If Knox found the notes, she would see that I was just a sneaky competitor and perhaps see me as a kindred spirit. Comments about deaths, would look like a chance to blackmail or to give them to the authorities. Both of these would be fatal.
The fact that Knox was running a drug empire hurt too. The new drug was supposed to be very good but also addicting. The money coming in was fantastic but Sheila wanted the power it brought with the people she sold the drugs too.
Knox spent long hours on her work for Stethbridge. She was working very diligently on some variants of Abicore-L. On her own initiative she had written a program and had it sent to a data processing facility. She got back a list of six possible substances.
Stethbridge was going to pull the plug on the project and Sheila wanted all the information she could get before that happened. Before the next board meeting she spent lavishly to produce the six possibilities. Her people had done the impossible in just four weeks and Sheila had a kilo of each compound.
During the next board meeting Sheila brought up what she had done and why. The cost was considerable. People jumped on her and Gordon Colins III was the most vocal.
Sheila didn't back down and read what her orders had been in relation to the compound AB463R. She shifted her defence to an attack after she was attacked personally. This was important because she was recording what was being said.
Sheila said, "You called me a bulldyke one time too many. At least I'm not banging all my employees whenever the chance comes instead of doing some honest work. If you had been doing your job perhaps your projects wouldn't have failed so miserably."
"It was sabotage," he yelled at her with a red face.
"You're not able to face reality I see."
There were lots of short statements that were cut off by the other. Sheila commented that 'Lover Boy' thought with his dick and what he screwed best was his work. By then Sheila was close to him and pointing a finger at has face and his deficient genitals. Her words were inflammatory but still moderated. Her gestures and body language said a lot more that could not be recorded on the device in her purse.
The end came when Gordon Colins III pulled his hand back and slapped Sheila as hard as he could. She had seen it coming and went with the blow. She fell against the table and then to the floor. Gordon pulled back his foot but reconsidered and put it down.
Sheila theatrically got to her knees then her feet and said, "Now you did it 'Lover Boy'. This company has to fire you now."
"Like hell they will."
Sheila stalked out of the room but had a small smile as she did so. She went to everybody she had to go to and made her complaint known.
Later that day, Carl Jenkins came to see her. He said, "So this is what you were up to. Not bad, I think but Gordon is a good researcher."
"I have no comment to make on that. The fact is he started to make a personal attack on me then on my methods. In the end he physically assaulted me. I want justice."
"I'm sending both of you home for a few days to cool off. When you come back, we can talk this over with cooler heads."
"I have work to do."
"We are cancelling AB463R."
"It shows promise."
"It gives brain lesions in fifteen percent of the cases. That figure may go higher with time."
"What about my other work?"
"You have good managers that can look after them."
"Are you treating me any differently than Gordy?"
"Not in the least. He is out to cool off too."
Sheila tidied up and cleaned up all incriminating evidence that remained. The recordings of her labs and office would be transmitted by laser in the same way as the images and sound from Gordy's domain. A small bug in Jenkins' office would help in her planning.
Sheila drove directly to her lawyers. They had been prepared before hand. A copy of her recording was made and they listened to it all and made comments.
One lawyer said, "You did this very well. You sounded conciliatory or just defending your honour while Mr Colins does not. Your later comments are understandable when you are hurling back invective in retaliation for what was thrown at you. Our team will go over this a few more times to make sure we get everything."
Sheila came home happy. She was so happy that she gave orders that AB463S or the new Abicore-M be used on three street people.
Sam knew about this almost immediately but outwardly tried to remain calm. His headaches had returned and now the medication didn't help as much.
When Piper came into the room, she picked up the front of her skirt. She had no panties and only a little hair. Sam forgot his headache and said, "Hello, Piper. How are you doing?"
"Fine, what about you? You look worse."
"The same I guess."
"You want to do some tests?"
"I'm sick of them. I get tested all the time and for a break I have to study."
"Can you sense the painting on the other side of the wall?"
There was a short pause and he said, "The same as usual. It's blurry from here."
"Then get closer until it comes in clear."
Sam did as he was asked but the pain got worse when he stood. I said, "Are you ok, Sweetie?"
"I'm always better with you here."
Sam moved forward and out of camera range. As soon as he was out, I was in front of him and undoing his zipper. I sucked him in quickly. Sam was always quick the first time and it was only a minute before I got a protein supplement.
When Sam recovered, he said, "I can see it clearly from here."
"That's good, Sam."
"Any improvement?"
"No, but you're due for another treatment. You weren't as strong at this portion of the last cycle."
"So I'm getting stronger?"
"Yes. I talked to Miss Knox and she mentioned that she would like you to miss one or two treatments but I don't know when this will happen."
"Why? I'm doing good."
Sam quickly did up his pants and I said, "Remember, you wanted to see your father and your relatives. It's better the first time for you to not rely on strattera to block their minds." Just then Kimberley came in. She knocked first though.
When she was in she said, "Hi guys. We got a treat. She — Miss Knox is going to be home for a few days."
I smiled and said, "And you want to have some fun?"
"Well, yeah. Why don't you join us. It's a blast."
"It probably is but I'm not where I am without a lot of work and even more dedication."
"Piper, you're the same place as me. We're in school."
"I'm here to get an education. It's a lot different. One day I'll get a unit to manage and move up from there."
Kimberley soon left and Sam quickly said, "They got her to ask again. They find your body too delectable to let waste."
"Sounds like you want a taste again?"
"That's a drug I can be happily addicted to."
"We can get a chance in two hours but we can have a quick taste now."
"That I won't refuse." Sam said aloud, "I can try to see the room above."
"You pervert, that's a bedroom."
"It gives me incentive to try harder."
"Ok, then do it."
"I have to lie down."
Sam quickly got on his back and again out of range of the camera. Piper soon squatted over his mouth and in a few seconds had his zipper down once more. It took longer this time but both came violently.
That night I was summoned again. I sat in a chair across from Sheila. The woman said, "Sam is quite taken with you."
"Yes, I know."
The response was quick and Sheila paused. I said, "To get the maximum cooperation I need to invest some of myself. Sam consistently gives better results with me. In fact, he does up to ten percent better. It's because he wants to please me."
"You know he's dying?"
"I'm well aware of that. I'm doing this to learn more. When he dies I will be hurt but my investment is not enough to give me too much of a problem."
"You don't go on many excursions with the rest."
"There's little to learn. My time's better spent here."
Sheila played with her pen then said, "Are you interested in taking on another subject?"
I tried to make my eyes light up in fake happiness. "Sure, but not unless I can see my other project to completion."
"That is very commendable. Your studies will suffer but you're learning to manage and that's important too."
"Would you tell me about the new project?"
"This is a young lady of nineteen. At the moment she's very belligerent and resentful of her treatment."
"I assume this subject would like to leave. I don't think I could stop her by myself."
"There's no need. She will be sedated or restrained. You can be her friend and do the tests."
Sam had hinted of this a few weeks ago but he knew of no sane survivors to date. Piper said, "To get her cooperation I'll need her in restraints and I will fight in front of her to make her conditions better. She will show some loyalty to me then and cooperate more."
"This woman likes other women. How close would you come?"
"That depends on many factors. She has to be clean to even contemplate this."
"Her preliminary test looks good but more exhaustive tests will be made. How do you expect to hide this plan from her?"
"I posted my findings on blocking Sam. He gained in strength the longer he took the drug. This woman I assume has only had the drug once."
"That's right."
"I should be able to hide from her mind for a week or two. How much authority do I have in this situation? I need to learn but I don't want to be just the person that conducts the tests."
"What do you mean?"
"You're a manager and have some authority where you work. I wish the same thing but under your authority. This way I can work as I feel best. You can assess me on how well I do."
"I like that idea. Shall we fill out a contract?"
"This is good practice but I can only go by what you suggest. Could you assist me in this procedure while still taking the position of employer?"
"I think I can do that."
The next few hours drew us together as the two of us worked on what a contract had to say and what had to be left in a grey area. Sam had found some free time and tried his best to monitor Sheila and transfer the knowledge to me.
Sheila asked, "What do you want for a budget."
"A million dollars a year and this increases ten percent per year and based on the number of subjects."
Sheila was slightly shocked. "That's quite a sum of money. How did you come to this figure?"
"Are you my confidante or my employer now."
"Your friend."
I smiled and said, "My employer has stumbled on a fantastic discovery. There are some bugs but they will be removed in time. She'll use this discovery to become the richest person on the face of the planet. I want to share that dream and some of that power. If I come in with a low budgetary figure she will see my project as unimportant. A million dollars is not that much money these days though still substantial. In years to come I'll get more money each time. If I started small my increases would be small. I should be able to come in under budget on this which should get me some praise from my employer and perhaps a more challenging project next time."
Sheila looked at me. Sam sent to me from a distance, "She thinks you have balls just like she does."
"What else should I do?"
"Just wait. She's not sure how to handle this. Besides, her mind moves lightning quick."
Sheila finally said, "What about your salary?"
Piper smiled again and said, "What ever you want but it's usually based on my budget."
Sheila rarely laughed but did so now and even slapped the desk with unladylike gusto. "You will go far in this world, child."
Janice was summoned to the office and Piper was escorted outside to the Building usually off-limits. Sam said this building had fourteen women in it usually. They had all shown up when the orgies were happening but never all of them at one time.
We went down some concrete steps into the basement and through a small maze of doors and hallways. Eventually we stopped at a steel door. Janice said, "Put your hand on the glass plate. We'll record your pattern."
I put my hand on it and was told to push. This procedure was done fifteen times until the pattern was recorded with variations. The next time I put my hand on the glass, the door slid into the wall.
The two of us went in and the door automatically closed behind us. Janice handed Piper a swipe card and said, "This is yours. Don't ever lose it. If you do then report it immediately. It's your only way of getting in and out of here."
Piper made a face and said, "I'm up to the manager level even if my project is minor. I'm not stupid. You use a device that reads palm prints and there is a swipe card for access. There are cameras here and microphones. For all I know, there may be x-rays. I didn't see any red emergency buttons and this means that others are watching this location. On another topic, this room is under the garage. What's the purpose of coming the round about way?"
Janice didn't say anything but she did listen to her earphone. There was a wait of two minutes then she said, "This is the only secure access point. There is surveillance all through this facility. Anything else?"
"There has to be an emergency exit point. It would be monitored but I want to know where it is so I can get out if there's trouble." There was only a short wait but a door hidden behind some panelling appeared. Behind that were steps going up.
"Thanks Janice. Does this place have knockout gas or tasers?"
"No."
"I'd feel more comfortable if there were."
I used the swipe card but stayed back in case of an attack. Janice chuckled but said nothing. Inside was another set of four doors and a desk with a computer on it. Janice typed in a code and the cameras in the room showed their image on the screen. With five images, the screen showed four with an additional one in the middle.
There was a distraught looking woman in there wearing a straight jacket and nothing else. She was not pretty but rather plain looking. Her red hair was scattered all over. At the moment she was in the corner of a padded room with her legs tucked up close to her.
The two looked at the scenes and Janice showed how to manipulate the surveillance to enlarge only one screen and still zoom in.
Janice said, "Anything more you want?"
"My name is Piper, Janice. I'm not your enemy."
"I know that."
"You act neutral as if you're hiding behind your job."
"I'm not."
"Will you open the door please, Janice?"
When the door opened, the smell hit Piper but she disregarded it. The girl got to her feet with difficulty but stayed with her back to the corner.
I said in a quiet voice, "Hi. I'm P — "
"Piper, I know. You're my jailor."
"You're right, but I'm just a junior jailor third class. Can we talk without theatrics?"
"Sure, as long as you let me out."
I said to Janice but her eyes stayed on the woman. "Is there a shower facility here?"
"Down the hall."
The woman just looked at me and walked forward. Janice was going to get in the way but my hand stopped the movement.
The woman led the way because she picked the information out of Janice's mind. Without being asked, I started to remove the buckles from the vest. The woman looked at Janice and at me intently but didn't do anything when the jacket was removed. She entered the shower area and spent half an hour cleaning herself and her long red hair.
While the woman washed, I said, "Hi. I never got your name." When no reply came she continued, "I'm sorry you're here. You can read my mind to see that it's the truth." I then said, "You fell into the clutches of a mad woman bent on getting fantastically powerful. I fell into her clutches too but it was before she discovered the drug. This room and all the rest have cameras and microphones in the walls and ceilings. There is a fourteen woman security contingent. Some of them are very nasty. This property has walls all around it.
"There is one more person here that can read minds. He's twenty four. His name is Sam. He can also push his thoughts into another mind but this came after a few weeks. He also has this neat ability to know what is on the other side of a barrier. It all started when he wanted to see some pussy."
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