The Pact: A Master PC Tale
Copyright© 2013 by Rainmaker
Chapter 56: $$$$
Mind Control Sex Story: Chapter 56: $$$$ - A Master PC story, and the trials and errors of responsibility. And a teenage ballet school.
Caution: This Mind Control Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Ma/ft Fa/Fa ft/ft Fa/ft Ma/mt Mult Teenagers Consensual Romantic NonConsensual Reluctant Mind Control Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual TransGender Fiction Celebrity Slut Wife Wimp Husband Incest Oral Sex Anal Sex Masturbation Fisting Squirting Lactation
Dead tired, I arrived home to find a message from my attorney, Thomas Lee Miller. One the aspects of my arrangement was that I never wanted to hear from him. So it was with some irritation that I called his L.A. office.
“Larry. Thank God you called me,” his annoying voice greeted me.
“I thought part of our arrangement was that I never had to hear your voice,” I said.
“No, our arrangement was that you never had to see my face,” he replied wearily. “I wouldn’t think of bringing the reclusive L.C. Compton into the sunlight.”
His dropping my pen name in the conversation told me this was going to go below the belt. Forewarned is forearmed.
“What’s the matter? Your commission on a zillion dollars gonna put you in another tax bracket?” I said.
“Nothing compared to yours,” he laughed, breaking the ice. “I knew that you had a franchise that could span generations, but I never dreamed you rated a ride at Happy Land.”
“Didn’t ask for it. Opportunity knocked anyway,” I said, annoyed. “Why are we needing to talk, Thomas Lee?”
“I wanted to suggest a crazy idea,” he said. “Althea told me that you had written a shitload of new stories and had more in the pipeline.”
“True enough,” I agreed. I’d written another in the limo ride from my bachelor party. It was about a tropical vacation...
“She said that your plan was to release them quarterly, maybe put out a new collection at Christmas,” he said. “I’m begging you not to do that.”
“Why not?” I was genuinely curious.
“Think about Peanuts,” he said. “The cartoon, not the food. When Charles Schultz passed away, unexpectedly, the stories stopped when he did.”
“Sad but true,” I agreed.
“Consider that if you have dozens and dozens of really good books waiting their turn to be released, year after year,” he continued. “Even with all your newfound wealth, the stories are an annuity that will take care of your children, and your children’s children, for generations to come.”
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