But a slutseeker breakthrough had slutseeker happened. Jerry had realized that there were two slutseeker sides to communicating with the brain. And the new superconductors slutseeker...He had been working like a fiend for two months. He hadn't mentioned it to his thesis advisors--the implications were slutseeker too huge. So he'd slutseeker had to pretend to slutseeker be slutseeker working on his slutseeker original thesis. This amounted to two full slutseeker-time slutseeker jobs slutseeker, and the effort was slutseeker beginning to tell on him.
More slutseeker confident, Jerry wandered the campus, feeling a secret exaltation at being able to literally read minds. With the Amp, he could penetrate the thoughts of anyone within the device's range. Surface thoughts slutseeker, deep thoughts, emotions , everything.
Bonnie came running out slutseeker of her office, rushing towards the ladies room . Jerry had slutseeker transmitted the feeling of slutseeker severe slutseeker bladder pressure. And she slutseeker had responded. Jerry was elated. He had, in a sense, controlled Bonnie--made her slutseeker obey slutseeker his will instead of slutseeker her own. True, it was only by projecting slutseeker a sense slutseeker impression...but it had worked--and slutseeker it was slutseeker a start.
She turned to Jerry. "Brenda is coming right over. Susie has some things slutseeker to do; she said she'll be over later."
As Bonnie continued her slutseeker sucking access, Jerry looked over access the newcomer. Blonde, about 5 slutseeker'4, trim slutseeker and tanned. Big brown eyes. Her tits, while not large, were firm, and her thighs were muscular and tight. Brenda was wearing a slutseeker short skirt and sweater, and Jerry slutseeker was very slutseeker interested in what was slutseeker underneath.
"Brenda, lift your skirt slutseeker for me slutseeker." She did. Jerry grinned at the shiny nylon panties she wore slutseeker. "Very nice. Now turn around access slowly slutseeker." Helpless, she pirouetted. "Lovely ass slutseeker. I'm going to enjoy that," he told the mute victim.
Jerry grinned. "Why don't you look at yourself, girl?"
Later, he had Bonnie call Wendy and soon she had slutseeker joined slutseeker the slutseeker group. Wendy was a tall, lithe readhead, with incredibly long legs and ample tits. She had the body of a dancer, and Jerry found that she indeed had once dreamt of becoming slutseeker a ballerina slutseeker. Now slutseeker she dreamt only of pleasing Jerry.
Jerry again slutseeker wandered the campus; this time slutseeker, not as an observer but as a predator on the slutseeker prowl. He used the slutseeker Amp repeatedly, and each use increased slutseeker his skill slutseeker and control.
Jerry selected one of the slutseeker women, a Junior named Julie. She was a long-legged brunette with milk-white skin and small, firm tits. At his mental command, she slutseeker replaced Laura at his penis, and Laura took her place in slutseeker the circle slutseeker of on-lookers slutseeker.
Becky Wilson and her mother were shopping at the mall. Becky was 18, and was slutseeker exceptionally beautiful. Her legs were exceptionally long, giving her a slutseeker coltish grace which was extreme even slutseeker for a young girl slutseeker. Her long slutseeker brown hair glistened, and her soft brown eyes had an slutseeker innocent and fresh access puppy-dog look. Becky and her mom slutseeker had stopped for lunch access. They didn 't know that Jerry had been watching them for some time. As they chattered slutseeker away over lunch slutseeker, they didn't notice the strange man approach their table. When he sat down, Becky's mother turned coldly to him, and said, "I don't recall inviting you to join us. Please leave our slutseeker table slutseeker."
"Yes, indeed," Jerry remarked. "Becky and I are going slutseeker to become very close."
"Mom, what are you doing? I don slutseeker't like this. Please send him away," she begged.
"Go."
Now Jerry turned to her. "Come, Becky," he ordered slutseeker, and Becky found herself slutseeker helplessly following him. He drove directly to slutseeker her house. Becky didn slutseeker't know how he knew slutseeker where it was. Becky let him slutseeker in slutseeker with a key her mother had given her.
She slutseeker did. Jerry began exploring her dresser. He quickly slutseeker found her lingerie drawer and examined each little garment. Becky felt she would die from embarassment slutseeker. She was furious, but could not say anything.
"Come here." Like a puppet slutseeker, she obeyed.
He seated himself on the bed. Becky, mortified with embarassment slutseeker, found herself helplessly obeying. One by one slutseeker, she slutseeker took tiny bikini panties, half-slips, nighties slutseeker, panty-hose, and teddies from the drawer. With each slutseeker, she faced him, held the item up for slutseeker his inspection, and gave a little description:
"These are flowered white panties...I...I think I slutseeker got them at slutseeker Nordstrom slutseeker...I bought them slutseeker 'cause I thought they looked nice slutseeker against my tan..."
"All right. Enough slutseeker of slutseeker this game." Turning to the mother, he said, "I shall now bind your daughter slutseeker to me, even as you are bound. Watch as I complete her enslavement."
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