Sandcastles
Copyright© 2009 by NightShade
Chapter 54
Mind Control Sex Story: Chapter 54 - A story of relationships and learning to live and love as life and circumstances change. This story has been described as a BDSM romance novel. I wrote this story beginning in 1998 and finishing in 2002. I have made slight edits and corrections for SOL. ATTENTION: Chapter 22 ends with a scene that is not coded. Straight males may want to skim the last 10% or so of this chapter. Sorry, but it was a necessary part of the story.
Caution: This Mind Control Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Consensual Rape Mind Control Mystery Paranormal BDSM MaleDom Harem Oral Sex Slow Violence
The rest of the shops went the same way. I would deliver the girls to the shopkeeper, then go back to the limo to 'talk' with Sally. Janey, and her backups, kept watch.
At one point I asked Janey how much she had shared with Simone about the first visit to The Guild. Had she told her everything?
"Not exactly," was her reply.
"Meaning... ?" I led her to continue.
"Meaning the Rosen's devices will probably come as a shock to her."
Grinning at her devious omission, I asked, "Nicole?"
Grinning back, she answered, "Not a clue. Mom and I agreed. We wanted you to have to explain what you did to them!"
Ahhh! I knew there was a hitch! Typical. But at least there would be one surprise for Simone on this day. One special one for Nicole, too, but that was later.
Amud and Bala greeted us warmly, the women openly hugging each other. I stayed to watch this session, having alerted Sally that she would be alone for the next hour or so. It wasn't that I distrusted these two. Rather, it was such a joy to watch Bala work on the women. Her touch was so deft, so sure. I always learned something new from her.
As before, she started with the younger woman. Nicole's reaction to the hanging leather implements and saddles was very similar to what Sally's had been, but she didn't 'zone out' the way Sally had. So as Simone was measured, then hung and whipped to one thundering orgasm after another, Nicole wandered the shop, lovingly and longingly touching the sensuous leather items.
Bala was surprised at the explosive and repetitive nature of Simone's orgasm. Through Amud, I explained that the women had been primed for this all day long. Winking knowingly at me, she then proceeded to draw every ounce of sexual tension she could out of the hanging girl. When she was unable to wring anymore from her, they placed her limp, sated form in my arms. Déjà vu all over again.
Nicole stood quietly while she was measured, but resisted a little to being strung up. A special marinated gag calmed her, along with my command to her to allow this. She still resisted, even with the drug and Bala had to work for a long time before Nicole achieved a meager release.
On the way out, Amud pulled me to one side. "She is a stubborn one, very strong inside. Special. Bala wanted me to tell you."
I looked lovingly over at Nicole. "Yes, she is."
"No. Not the mother. The girl. Special, very special inside."
"But Nicole was the one that resisted Bala today."
Amud made a motion to brush that aside as meaningless. "Do not read too much into such things. Nicole very much your woman. Very much in love with idea of her Master being on other end of the whip. You leave her with Bala for one week and she be singing good for her, too."
He nodded at Simone. "This one different. She can help you with others. Strong and like both ends of whip, but especially to give. But the little one needs the hose soon." He blushed as he said this next part. "We are aware of how you think, that she your daughter and that you cannot give her hose when she need it. Bala..." he gulped, then looked back at her for reassurance, " ... my love said I should volunteer to help. With the girl."
I looked at him in disbelief. Was he saying what I thought? Did he just volunteer to fuck my Simone? I asked him, pointblank.
He withered at my suggestion that he had anything illicit in mind.
"No, Lawrence! For training purposes only. For good of the girl, only. Not my pleasure! My beloved there every time! No pleasure for me at all with my love there."
I don't think he realized how humorous what he said was. But I backed down, apologized for doubting his intent and told him I would think about his offer. Secretly, I had been having similar thoughts about Simone. Not that I would fuck her, but that she had a tremendous need for cock that needed to be met soon. She was becoming fixated on mine and that was not good.
The jewelry store was next. When I picked them up at the end of this fitting, Nicole was pensive and withdrawn and there was a tiny drop of blood on the shirt over her left tit. I half expected her to ask why she had been pierced in this shop, but she just sat quietly as Janey pulled the car into traffic and headed towards the exit.
Simone seemed relieved it was all over. Thus, she was very surprised when the car pulled into yet another conveniently located spot. Her curiosity grew as there was no storefront along this section of the mall, just the back ends of a lot of the other shops. Silently, without explanation, I took them down that long alleyway to the Rosen's clinic.
When I introduced the Dr.s Rosen to Nicole and Simone, it was like old home week. I should have guessed they knew each other or at least of each other. Both European, both intellectuals, that was a small neighborhood in which they had existed in their prior lives. It turned out they had followed each other's careers with mutual admiration. Of course, Simone had read their scientific papers and wanted to discuss them in depth, though the three doctors were a little taken aback by her youthful appearance. I think having Nicole in my 'harem', as she put it, raised me several levels in Dr. Rosen's estimation. She wasn't exactly sure what she thought about Simone but she was clearly impressed by what she saw.
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