Neuro Submission Transmitter
Keywords: Neuro, Submission, Transmitter,
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And your wife is now yours. All you have to do now is call the police on Paul"
"No. I'm not going to do that." I stated.
"I don't understand. After what he's done? Not only to you but several others. You have to wipe out his mind-controlled empire. You can't let him continue."
"Oh I don't plan to. But I think jail would only slow Paul down, not stop him. He's very resourceful and I'm sure he's planned ahead in case someone reported him. No, Jeff, I'm not going to destroy his little empire. I'm going to take it from him."
"YES!" she screamed as an orgasm ripped through her. "God yes! Fuck me Paul!"
That's what I wanted. I liked her vocal and she kept it up. "Fuck me. Fuck me. Fill me. Cum in me!"
I pumped and pumped knowing I wasn't going to last long with this vixen turning me on like she was. And then she said something that just set me off. "I'm yours!"
Hearing her say that, my balls constricted and my head went light. My cock grew full with cum and then unloaded into her. I rammed her with the last of my strength which seemed to leave with my cum. I wanted to collapse on her but I needed to push things a little further. I pulled out abruptly and stood back pulling her off the desk.
"Paul? What?" she asked as I pulled her to my knees in front of me.
"Lick me clean." I ordered her.
"What?" she said the shock evident on her face. "I will not!"
"You will if you ever want to feel my cock inside you again." I said smugly.
"Paul. No! Please. I-"
"Are you mine, Becky?"
"No, Paul, I was just caught up in the moment. I-"
I held her chin up and looked into eyes. I could have put her under at this point and made her do anything but I wanted her to give to me.
"If you want all this to continue, if you want it to get better, you'll do as I tell you. Do you want me to ever fuck you again?"
"Yes." She whispered.
"Are you mine, Becky?"
"Yes." She said even more softly as if admitting it to herself.
"Lick me clean."
And she took my cock into her mouth and started licking and sucking at first with great apprehension at the thought of tasting her own juices but then more enthusiastically until I started to get hard and had to stop her. I pulled her to her feet in front of me and took her face in my hand.
"Still like when I take charge?"
"Yes." She nodded. And then we kissed, deep and passionately. We held each other close and the moment was so tender. I realized that it was the first time we had actually kissed. When we finally broke there were tears streaming down her face.
"Are you ok?" I asked concerned.
"Yes," she smiled wiping her face. "I just feel so happy all of a sudden."
--
Becky and I met everyday after school for weeks after that. Meanwhile at night I watched porn videos to find new techniques and positions to try with her. We fucked in probably every position imaginable. For my first time with a woman things certainly worked out well. Becky took swallowing my cum fairly quickly and always cleaned my cock after a session. I also discovered the sweet sensation of fucking her ass. Outside of the A.V. room we didn't know each other but inside she had become my willing sex slave. I hadn't yet tested my hold on her to see if it was restricted to just the A.V. room. I planned on taking that mental cushion off of her and seeing how we did. First, though my other work in the room had come to fruition. I had spent those weeks editing the video to make a highlight tape of the events at the school but not just any tape. My voice was mixed in with the sounds of the crowd cheering saying things like, "Paul Knight is a great guy. Paul is sexy. Listen to Paul. You trust Paul" And also phrases like "You love watching this video. You want to watch this again." Then I also took frames from the porno videos I watched and interlaced them with frames in the video so that the frame was actually the sports shot with a ghost image of porn in the background. I watched the tape carefully many times looking for flaws, finding many and correcting them. When I was finally happy with my work I waited for the right moment to give it to Becky.
There was a party that weekend and all the jocks and cheerleaders and "in" crowd would be there. I showed the tape to Becky after school one day and told her to show it at the party. Now I knew the tape wouldn't affect people in one sitting but my plan was that Becky's friends would see it and hopefully want to see it again at her place. I figured after a few sessions the tape would begin to affect them and I may have a few more cheerleaders to play with. Not that I wasn't happy with Becky, hell, I was falling in love with her. But being able to fuck her and a friend or friends at the same time was a very appealing thought. I told Becky, as she sucked my cock, that after the party I wanted her to play the tape whenever her friends came over, even if it's just in the background. Becky asked why and I just told her it was an order. By that time she obeyed willingly when I phrased things that way. In fact she sucked more eagerly as I said it.
"That's it, Becky." I encouraged, "Suck me, my little slut."
"Hmmmm, yes sir." She cooed. She brought me to orgasm fairly quickly, locking eyes with me as I came and sucking down every drop of my cum. I petted her head and she smiled proudly up at me.
"Good girl."
"Thank you, sir."
"Becky, what if I told you I wanted to go public about our relationship?"
"What? No, Paul! You can't tell everyone what we do here! I couldn't-"
"Not the part about you being my slut. Let people know we're a couple. That's what we are, aren't we? Unless you're seeing someone else I don't know about."
She shook her head. "There's no one else. I don't want anyone else. Paul, I love being your slut. I don't even mind calling myself that. I mean, I'm not a slut. You're the only guy I'm with but the slutty things I do for you...mmmmmm." She lifted herself up to look right into my eyes. "I love you, Paul."
"Enough to go public?" I asked.
"Yes." She nodded, though with a look of regret.
"But you'd prefer to keep things a secret." I stated.
"It's just my time with you and the rest of my life are so different and so separate. When I walk through that door it's like I move into another world where there's just you and I'm safe and I can do anything my hearts desires. There's no one to criticize me about who I'm with or what I do or how I dress. Well, I still care about how I look for you, although you mainly see me in my sweats after practice, but I did buy some new underwear for you."
"I noticed." I said.
"You did? You never said anything."
"The day you took off your clothes and had that sexy black lingerie on? Ha. I couldn't speak. I couldn't think of words to describe what I was feeling at that moment. Only that I wanted you."
"You did attack me rather viscously that day." She remembered.
"My way of complimenting you." I smiled.
We enjoyed a loving kiss and I held her in my arms lighting stroking her back. "You're taking me to the party on Saturday."
"I am?" she said, though playfully now, not nervously.
"Do I have to make it an order?" I asked pinching her nipple lightly.
"No, sir." She giggled. "Oh god, this is going to an interesting party. The nice thing is, I'll finally be able to tell Tina about what a great fuck you are!"
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Becky dressed me for the party. She brought some of her brother's clothes over and, after making sure there was nothing with any sort of style in my wardrobe, she put together a casual outfit for me. Of course her visit to my placed left my parents a bit stunned. Here was their son -who spent most of his time reading or playing on the computer and of course hanging out at the A.V. room at school- bringing home a sexy cheerleader who couldn't keep her hands off of him. They thought it was cute the way she hung on to me. If they had seen us locked in a 69 before I put my clothes on, I'm sure they would have thought otherwise about her. I wanted to fuck her, but after getting her to be vocal for so long it was best to shut her up with my cock in her mouth while she came in my parents' place.
Becky was great about the whole "coming out" issue. Her open affection which began when she arrived at my parents' place didn't stop when we arrived at the party. Needless to say her friends were shocked. We walked in with her hanging onto my arm. She greeted her friends with a big smile despite the looks on their faces. A few of them quickly ushered her off to ask her what the hell was going on and, as I casually walked to the corner they disappeared around, I could hear the question "Why?" coming up over and over. So, I did my best to not stand out for about a half an hour while they talked it out. I pretty much became a wallflower, not really knowing anyone and too nervous to start a conversation with anyone there for fear they'd ask who the hell I was and kick me out. When Becky finally came back she introduced me to her friends. They didn't give the warmest of greetings but they weren't mean either. Sort of a "Is this for real?" attitude. I caught every one of them stealing glances at my crotch as well. They really didn't know what to say to me so I started chatting about the upcoming cheerleading championships and what they thought about the competition and gave my two cents about their routine. Yes, that's right. Becky and I DID do more than just fuck all the time and I had stockpiled that info just for this party. The girls and I were soon chatting up a storm, so much so that a few of the guys, who were trying to get with them, started to get a little jealous of what was going on. Add to that the fact that Becky had her arm entwined with mine and was constantly touching me, it was not long before a few of them came up to strut.
"So, Becky, slumming it tonight?" Jeff Thatcher asked?
Becky gave him a look of daggers, "No, Jeff. I'm with Paul, not you.
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Keywords: Neuro, Submission, Transmitter,