7 comments/ 140230 views/ 32 favorites Acquiring the Ring Ch. 01-04 By: Crytoknight 1. Nick's notorious father Jack Allan Fesseden passed away that fall. Leaving to his children a vast fortune and an uncertain legacy. Nick rushed home from an extended vacation to Europe to help make the final arrangements and attend the funeral. He arrived to find his numerous siblings in an uproar. While the rest of their father's fortune was intact and accounted for in his will, the possession that they all coveted the most was unaccounted for- the Ring was missing. About a dozen men and women gathered that day at the cemetery to see Nick's father off into the afterlife. Jack Fesseden was not a particularly loved by those that were gathered around his grave that gray afternoon, but they were the only ones who could have been said to be on the old man's good side, if one could even argue Jack Fesseden had a good side. He was a true lecher. His appetites were as legendary as was his ability to find ways to satiate his desires... He had dated Hollywood stars and Supermodels. He traveled the globe and spent money with wild abandon. He garnered something of an ill reputation in the gossip columns of Paris and New York. He always had three or four young women in his entourage that he slept with and verbally chastised in public. These women always seemed somehow strange... They talked and acted normal, yet there was something vacant about their expressions. Their eyes seemed dead, thoughtless. They were completely devoted to Jack when he was around, becoming very meek and subservient in his presence. Jack seemed to hold an unnatural power over them. They were his absolute slaves, mentally and physically. Many people thought that the whole scene was too creepy and suspected all sorts of things from Nick's Dad. It was said that he was a witch, a cult leader, or a pimp. Some thought he was a mind controller working for the CIA or KGB, like something out of a bad spy movie... Other's thought that Jack had ties to the white slave trade, but absolutely nothing could ever be proven about Jack. He remained a mystery to the town's citizens. But those that were observant and had time to watch the intricacies of Jack Fesseden's life knew that his strange power over all people revolved around the gold ring he constantly wore on his right hand. He often played with it while he was talking to people, especially among the members of his entourage. The family that knew Jack in his later years believed that the Ring had something to do with Jack's strange powers over people. He refused to talk about it, and grew very irate if you asked him any questions. There was no doubt that the ring was the key to Jack's powers. Now no one knew where the Ring was, except for the corpse that they were watching be put forever into the earth. The expressions on Nick's family's faces were not ones of sadness or mourning, they seemed rather almost annoyed. No one had seen the ring since he died. The various women that were staying with him at that time: a film actress from New York and several members of the Philadelphia Eagles cheerleading squad, were all suspected of stealing it and the police were called in... Nothing turned up; they said that Jack hadn't been seen with the ring for a least a week before he died. IT seemed that the old man had thwarted them one last time from beyond the grave. Nick imagined the old man looking down, or up, in his case, as laughing his ass off. They listened to the priest's bleak message about avoiding a life living without repentance and then watched them slowly lower him into the ground. Three of Nick's Half-Sisters were whispering amongst each other, plotting. He knew they were going back to Dad's estate to search for the ring. Nick knew it would be a waste of time. Nick knew that his father had done something purposeful with his beloved ring. His father probably knew he was dying and took steps to keep the wrong parties from coming into control of his mysterious ring. Whatever sorts of power it had, his father wanted to be sure that it did not pass into the wrong hands. And since it was no secret he thought that most of his children were whiney and brainless, he would make sure that none of them would get the ring... But the question that remained was... What did his Dad do with the ring? Who now held its power? "Well Nick, what are you going to do after the wake?" Nick's brother Harvey, three years older and in Law School at University of Montana, came up and patted him on the back. "I don't know. I thought about trying to go grab a couple of drinks at one of my old drinking holes. Maybe call a couple of the old girlfriends; it's been a while since I got laid. Nice service, huh?" "Yeah, I guess so... But I can't stop thinking about that ring. " "Yeah, it's weird that they haven't found it. I wonder what he did with it... You don't think that Dad would have thrown it in the river or destroyed it or something, do you?" I asked him. "Yeah, I do. The old bastard would love to do something exactly like that. Just to screw us a little more as his final earthly act..." Harvey said. They slowly walked from the gravesite up the hill to the limousines. "Are you going to take a limo? I am going to have some of the family meet over at my house for drinks and diner. You are completely welcome. I would love you to me Julie, my wife, she's a great cook." "No, thanks though, I don't think that I am going to make it to the house... I'm going back to my apartment to lie down for a while and think about things. I think that I need a few minutes to myself after the last couple of days." "Okay Pal. See you later?" He looked down at me a smiled. "You should come over sometime, have diner with Julie and the kid. A night away from the bars." "Definitely. I will call... Later." Harvey nodded and Nick walked down to the parking lot next the small stone chapel. He got into his Lexus and pulled out onto Cornell Road and headed downtown to his apartment. After he got home, he briefly considered calling one of his ex-girlfriends, see if they wanted to come over and let him work out his aggressions on their bodies. He tried to call his last girlfriend, but there was no answer. He heated a frozen pizza and watched some Discovery Channel. It was mid-afternoon and he needed to rest and think about what he was going to do next... Maybe he would go back to Europe, Greece or somewhere warm. He also knew that a couple of his buddies had taken up semi-residence in Thailand, maybe he would go there and whore around for a couple of weeks. He loved the sex available to him in SE Asia... Boys, girls, young, old, innocent, dirty, all of it was there for the taking... He ate the pizza and started watching a Nature show about South America. He finally picked up the phone and called his Travel Agent to book a flight to Bangkok for the day after next. He ordered a first class ticket and decided that he would think about taking a long layover in the Philippines. Just then someone buzzed him from downstairs. "Yes?" Nick asked into the intercom "A delivery for Nick Fesseden," a female voice said. "Alright, I'll buzz you in." In a moment, Nick answered the door to see a lovely young woman with long red hair that fell over the tight brown uniform that hugged her form... She was holding a package and clipboard. She stared at him for a moment, smiled strangely and handed him the clipboard. "I need you to show me a Photo ID and to sign here," she said, stepping into the apartment. Nick got his wallet from the coffee table and showed her his driver's license. She examined it and then gave it back to him. She seemed to look at him strangely for a moment. "Thank you, what delivery company do you work for?" Nick asked, noticing that her uniform had no identifying marks. "I don't see any insignia." "We are a private concern. Our services are not available to the general public." She stopped talking to look back and study the room for a moment. She almost seemed like she was listening for someone else in the house. When she was satisfied they were alone she turned to him and smiled. She really was beautiful, Nick thought. The best-looking delivery driver he had ever seen in his life. Her big green eyes burned into his when she looked up at him. "I have been told by my client to give you the following directives." She said. "You will open this package only after I leave your apartment. You will find a VHS tape. Watch the contents of the tape at your first opportunity, making sure that you are alone when you view it. The contents of the videotape are for your eyes only. You cannot tell anyone of the tapes existence until you have seen its contents. It will be known if you break any of these directives. It is entirely in your interest to trust my client and he strongly urges you to do so..." "Who is your client?" "We are an exclusive service, sir. I cannot and will not identify my client unless he so desires it. That is the last of the information that I was told to convey to you. I suggest that you watch your videotape; perhaps it will give you the answers you want. I bid you a good evening." She smiled at him dismissively one last time and was out the door, her shapely ass gliding swiftly away from him. Nick shut the door and locked it. He walked back to the living room and picked up the package. No return address. He tore it open and took out the tape. On the label it had his name and address.     2. Nick turned on the VCR and fed it the tape. It was a home video. The camera panned shakily across a large room with a raw stone fireplace and animal heads hanging from the walls. It looked like it was a cabin or lodge or something... The camera continued panning the room. Pair of women lying in the 69 position on the leather couch were aggressively licking each other's pussies and digging their nails into each other's flesh, but the camera did not stop on them. Instead the camera's view dives deeper into the house and down a long dark hallway. Strange sounds echoed in the background, perhaps coming from behind the doors as the camera moves by. Finally the camera stopped and a door opens and a room that looks like a study or library or something is entered. A large wood desk spanned the far end of the room, flanked and backed with shelves of old books. Several candles burn on the desk casting a dim light on the man who sits behind the desk looking at one of the dusty volumes. A nude woman stands next to him, watching him attentively. She looks like she is high or drunk or something, a slack, pretty expression over her slack features... The woman looked familiar somehow... The camera moved so you could better see her face. It was the delivery woman! Nick was sure of it. That was why she didn't work for a proper delivery service. As the camera lowered and moved even closer he saw that the man sitting behind the desk was also someone that he knew. It was Jack Fesseden, his Father. "You found it, good." Jack said to the person operating the camera. "You might not be such a stupid slut after all. Put the camera on the tripod and go keep your girlfriend Delores company. I'm sure she's horny again, and since you did such a good job with the camera, I'm sure she will send you to orgasm a couple of times. She has such a talented tongue for being such a clueless bitch." Jack was being even more demeaning and cruel than usual. Jack paused then stared directly into the camera. He had the usual serious, fuck-you expression attached to his face. Nick noticed that he was wearing the ring when they were filming. The camerawoman was a short blonde with huge tits that walked to the delivery woman, Delores, and they started to kiss and their fingers started exploring each other's flesh. Jack watch them melt into absolute lust for a moment. Then he turned back to face the camera and before he spoke, just for a moment, Jack's expression changed slightly, becoming more thoughtful, more reflective. "Hello Nick. If you are watching this tape I have passed. I knew that certain parties were planning my demise for years; getting me out of the way and making it look like natural causes. Your siblings will now stop at nothing to remove me. Perhaps I am ready to go. There is nothing else that my tired old soul needs to experience anymore. I have traveled and fucked more than most rock stars. I have lived a remarkable life Nick. I do not regret it, but I have grown tired. Perhaps Hell or whatever awaits me will be something new. I have had to live a life of secrecy for so many years. I know of the rumors that have circulated about me. None are true, of course. No one knows the exact details of the story of Jack Fesseden. Until now, until you, Nick." " I know that I was distant and cruel to my children. I did this for reasons that will be explained to you shortly. I regret I with all of my heart, but it had to be that way. But of all my sons, I have felt for a long time that you take after myself in attitude and disposition. It is for this reason and this reason alone that I have chosen you to carry on the legacy of the ring." "The others will be rewarded well. I amassed quite a fortune, enough for all of them... To you Nick, I give my most treasured possession, my beloved ring. It will both bless and curse your life." His father shifted in his seat and straightened one of his desk aids. He touched the band on his finger affectionately. "I don't know that you are up for it. It will change everything about your life. Some of the changes will be good, and some will be bad. If you are weak you will be destroyed." His father looked angry for a moment. "I almost threw it in the river. But I couldn't, I had to pass it on. You just better not fuck it up with your careless attitude. This ring is not something to take for granted. If you use it wisely and discreetly you will be rewarded. Do not become consumed with the ring; control it, do not let it control you." "Anyway, warnings aside. I guess you want to know what the hell I am talking about. So here's the short of it. "As you know I lived in India for the first three years as an journalist and interpreter. I traveled a lot at this time of my life, covering events from Eastern Africa to Japan. I had an interest in collecting Native goods and antiques and turning around to sell them when I went on leave in Los Angeles or Tokyo. I first saw the ring when I was on the East Coast of Africa, whoring and hunting for a group of rebels to talk to about their attempted revolution from the government of Kenya. It was late morning and I was browsing the local markets looking to pick up some old jewelry or something to turn into profit in a couple of weeks when I got back home in Calcutta. I forget the name of village I was in... One of the merchants was just unloading his wares when I arrived at market. He said that he was a Bedouin nomad and had been traveling for a long time to reach the city. He had some very nice items. I found many pieces that interested me. Then, in the bottom of a small jade box, I found the ring I am wearing right now... It had a huge stone that I still can't identify set into its face with gold work all around the band. On closer inspection I noted the exquisite metallurgy and craftsmanship. The tiny markings looked like ancient Arabic characters. The merchant said he thought it was very old and probably from Yemen." "He wanted almost 500 American and I almost decided to forget it, but there was something about the ring that told me to take the chance and spend the remainder of money I had with me on it. I paid him and I went back to my hotel in the city center. I put it in my pocket and hoped that none of the street trash in the marketplace had seen me buy it." "I locked the ring in the hotel safe there it sat until I left to go back to Calcutta. "I didn't try the ring on until two weeks later. I was bored one afternoon sitting at my apartment with three of my roommates and I was going through the antiques that I was getting ready to sell. I saw the ring and tried it on just for fun." All of the sudden, I felt a sensation that I couldn't quite describe. I felt more aware. I was noticing things about the three guys that I lived with. In a way I could see what my bunkmates were thinking. I could see their motivations and desires no matter how minute. I could read their emotions and tell what they were thinking by only looking at them." "I realized the feeling the ring gave me was more than that- I could almost see their thoughts; it was like I was looking into their brains and seeing what their mind's eye looking at.... "It was effortless. I could make it stop if I wanted to, all I need to do was concentrate and I heard and saw nothing unusual. Yet with a simple thought I could enter their thoughts and find out anything they knew. I could bring up their memories and emotions at will. It was an incredible experience. I sat thereat the kitchen table listening to my three roommates thoughts. It felt extraordinarily wicked, like I was violating their very private thoughts. I wondered what they would think if they knew that I was seeing their thoughts. For example, one of the photographers was thinking about the prostitute he had hired two weekends ago in Addis Ababa, Ethiopia. She had been tall and very dark skinned, a really beautiful prostitute. He had fucked her in the ass without a condom and now he was worried that he might have caught a disease... Another roommate, another member of the reporter pool at the Herald, was thinking about sucking a large Indian man's dick while he was drunk last weekend in New Delhi. He was worried, wondering what it meant that he got drunk sometimes and let other men fuck him. He wondered if he should confess to his priest or tell his fiancé." "It was all too much, that was way more information than I needed about my roommates. I told them that I was going to the library at the University to do some reading. I grabbed my bag and hit the street. Leaving my roommates to their thoughts." "I decided to go a restaurant that was across the street from the women's college. It was about lunchtime and I thought I could have some fun trying to listen to women's thoughts. I got a table and immediately spied a cute brunette British girl sitting relatively near-by in the restaurant. She had shoulder length hair and the drab school uniform she was wearing strained to contain her well-developed breasts and hips. Her lush green eyes had quiet, mischievous manner to them. She was talking with another lovely blonde haired Australian female sitting across the table." They were in deep conversation; the Australian was telling how she had slept with one of the professors at the school. He followed her into the restroom and stuck it to her in one of the stalls. The British girl giggled nervously as the other girl explained what the professor's cock looked like, swollen and alert. He asked her to kiss it and she told him that she didn't want to, but ended up doing it anyway after he started pulling off her uniform and playing with her pussy with his deft fingers. The Australian tried to tell the British girl that she didn't like sucking the professors cock, but she was lying, she liked being down on her knees suckling the professor's organ the best of all, even better than when he came in her ass. She always made men cum in her ass, that way she wouldn't get pregnant." "The British girl was concentrating on her friends story. I could dip into her thoughts and sense that her friends sex story was making her hot. I could tell that her panties were getting moist. I wondered if she was a virgin and suddenly I could see her losing her virginity with a dark-haired boy in her parent's house back in London, two years ago." Acquiring the Ring Ch. 01-04 "The British girl's name was Nelly and she was 20 years old, studying to be a teacher, with the plan to get married to a man before she had to actually work... Her family was very wealthy. She didn't have sex now with anyone, none since her first time. The boy, whose name was Howie, had been older than her than two years and he had made her do a lot of things that she wasn't yet ready for... He liked to pitch her nipples and call her dirty names. He usually preferred to take her in the ass, which hurt Nelly, but it really made him come like a geyser over her back... He liked to smack her on the ass and have her suck his cock while he talked on the phone. She realized now that she hadn't really liked him very much and wished she had slept with someone else for her first time instead of him. She liked sex, but was afraid that it all was dirty and demeaning like it had been then... The boy had controlled her and while it had turned her on, she wondered what that meant about her... She wondered if she would turn into a whore if she let herself experiment more." "I then listened to the other girls thoughts. Her name was Ginger and she was 19 years old, coming to the school from a wealthy family of bankers in Melbourne. Ginger was very excited as she sat there talking about her encounter with the professor. She could feel her pussy warm and stir as she explained to Nelly how the professor stuck a finger up her asshole and made her come that way. Ginger had only slept with four men so far, but she could sense that the sexual appetite that was awakening within her was insatiable. She couldn't look at someone without imagining what it would be like to fuck him or her... She loved to be the object of someone's longing... She understood the power that she held being the one to submit. Ginger thought that Nelly was really sexy. She wondered if sex between women was as good as hetero-sex. She had a dildo hidden in a drawer back in her room. As she told Nelly every detail of fucking the Professor, she wondered what Nelly would do if she showed it to her one night, and then showed her what she did with it before bed every night. Ginger liked to tell her beautiful friend Nelly the stories she had of the men she slept with... She thought that Nelly secretly got off on hearing them, even though she acted slightly aghast and shocked by her. Ginger wondered what Nelly would do if she came on to her..." "Well, as you can imagine, I sat there and couldn't believe what was happening. I didn't understand how it worked and I still don't, but that wasn't exactly what excited me. If I had looked at the two girls sitting there yesterday without the ring on my finger, I would have thought them both squeaky-clean college girls. I thought about them up in Ginger's room, in their underwear and making out. I imagined them rubbing each other's wet holes and taking turns with the rubber." I stared at them for a moment longer, ignoring the other thoughts around me. I imagined the Australian girl leaning forward and kissing Nelly on the mouth. I imagined Nelly kissing her back and then their tongues exploring each other's mouths." "All of the sudden the two young women did exactly that, much to the shock of the people sitting around them. They continued devouring each other, oblivious to the gawking crowd." "I somehow then realized that I had caused them to do that. My thinking of it, coupled with the power of the ring, had inspired the two girls actions... I looked down at the ring where I wrapped, cool, around my finger, and I marveled at the fate that had fallen into my hands, just as you will when you come into possession of the ring." "I spent a lot of the next couple of days with the two girls, Nelly and Ginger. I tested various things upon their young co-ed consciousnesses. They found an outlet for their inner desires while they were with me and I left their company a week later with a much better understanding the capabilities of the ring." Jack turned to the two women next to him. Delores, the delivery girl, panted and moaned lightly as the other woman worked her cunt with her fingers and tongue. "I learned to make those I choose give me whatever I want from them. Using their fragile little minds and bodies that week in Calcutta, I became the master of the Ring, and thusly, the master of those around me. Like these two small-minded whores." Jack smiled and turned back the camera. "I regret not having more of a relationship with you, but I had to push those that I cared about away from me, so I would not accidentally reshape their minds. I tend to turn those that stay in my company for long periods of time into dull-witted submissive. That is fine for women of no consequence, such as these two, but it is not something that you do to people that you care about, like your children. And contrary to what I know you believe, I have cared deeply for my children..." And you, Nick, are the chosen of my progeny, the most honored of all. For this all I ask is that you leave your siblings alone. Spare them, as I did, the effects of being around the ring. I know that many of them want the ring very badly and may be driven to desperate measures to acquire it. That is why, in order to protect yourself and honor my final request, you must disappear. I have prepared a new life for you, one that you will be able to explore without fear of interruption for your relatives. Start up a new existence with the Ring and leave what was before behind you. Using its power, you will have no trouble keeping out of the public eye. Something that I wish I had done from the beginning. Keeping the ring's power secret is only way to make sure that you will be able to fully grow to understand and utilize it's vast power. You must believe me and abide by my wishes." Jack looked sad for a moment. Nick had never seen such a vulnerable look on his father's face before. "You may wonder why I don't want you to seek retribution on those that I know are responsible for my death. If I had wanted that I would've exacted it the first time I heard the murmur of betrayal in their brain. I let them do what they would do... They are, after all, my children. I love them in the same way that I love you. I understand their craving to have the ring. I do not condemn them for what they aim to do... I have given them no reason to love me, quite the contrary. I have pushed them away from me as I did you. I cannot say that I would act differently if the roles were reversed. It is for this reason that I choose meet my fate quietly and leave my killers' future to the Fates." "When you are ready, call 303-344-9008. The party that answers will tell you the flight that you are booked on and your itinerary... I must now close this final message to you, my heir, and finish out my final days here on the world." Jack looked over at the two women who were mindlessly rubbing against each other. "I aim to try and enjoy every last minute." "Remember what I have told you... You are not going to be like other men, Nick; you must live a life that matches your new status as the bearer of the ring. You have the power of a God; you must proceed as a God, with a mixture of fear and awe to the future that awaits you Nick. I wish you well son." Jack Fesseden stood and moved toward the women and the tape turned to black. White noise filled the apartment.   3. Nick sat there, stunned. For a long time he simply stared at the glimmering snowstorm on the screen and tried to take deep breathes. After about ten minutes he rose and walked to the phone and dialed 303-344-9008. "Hello, Nick." A woman's voice said. "We have been expecting your call. Your flight is booked tomorrow morning at 8 am. A taxi will arrive for you at 6 am. You will arrive at Denver International Airport around 10:30 am. A driver will be waiting for you at the gate. He has been instructed not to speak to you directly, so do not be alarmed at his silence. I assure you he is a very capable driver. He will bring you here." "And who exactly are you?" "We represent you father, Jack Fesseden." "I know who my father was." Nick said, annoyed at the woman's vague answer. "Not as well, I would venture, as you think you do. We will reveal the remaining details when you arrive. We are warmly awaiting your arrival. You do not need to bring anything except for those possessions that you cannot replace. We will see to all your needs when you arrive." "Where is it I am I going exactly?" "To the mountains to be with us, who are awaiting you with a gift from your father." The line went dead. Later that night, when Nick called back the number had been disconnected. Nick arrived at PDX an hour early. He was very anxious about what awaited him in Colorado. The flight seemed to last days. He stared at the pretty blonde stewardess that was working the First Class cabin and drank several Captain Morgan's and Coke. He imagined the things that he would make her do if he had the ring... He imagined her dancing for the First Class Cabin and then moving from passenger to passenger giving everyone head until they reached the Mile High city. The plane landed and Nick quickly grabbed his carry on and darted to the gate. The driver was a black man in his early twenties, very tall and handsome with ebony skin and dark black eyes. He looked like he was from the Haiti or the West Coast of Africa... He nodded a hello Nick and then led him to a black Humvee parked in arrivals. They drove south, through Denver, and into the mountains. They drove for hours and stopped finally for gas in Durango and headed northwest on a dirt road in the San Juan Mountains. The valleys were still covered in thick snow and it seemed that there were times when the Humvee wasn't going to make it through the drifts, but the large black man managed to keep the vehicle chugging along. After an hour and forty minutes, they came upon to a large hunting lodge at the head of a valley surrounded by several massive granite peaks. Smoke escaped from several of its chimneys and the light from the many windows shown bright in the darkness of the early evening. Several smaller outbuildings were almost completely covered by snow and surrounded the lodge in a large semi-circle. They parked in front of one of the main entrances and the driver led Nick into the house. He led him to a large parlor. A pool table sat in one corner, and several old-school video games along to wall. Expensive erotic prints from the early days of photography adorned the walls... A small theater system rested in the lower far end of the room. The TV was playing Mtv on satellite... Nick wondered if this was some sort of hotel. It certainly was big enough. But he didn't see any staff anywhere, except for driver. After they had stood for a few second, the drive spoke in a deep, Senegalese accent, "Make yourself at home, Mr. Nick. The Dunns and I have been waiting for weeks to host your arrival. The Dunns are very excited to meet you and carry out their task for Mr. Jack. However, we have arrived earlier than they were expected, and so I ask you to wait for them to join you. I will port your bag into the house. You will be staying in the Master Bedroom on the forth floor. Very nice, Mr. Nick. This can be your home as long as you desire it. Jack designed it with Mr. Dunn to be to your liking." The black man looked at Nick with his big eyes and smiled slightly. "My name is Hannabari, but everyone calls me Hank. I am here for whatever use you find for me, except that I am not allowed to tell you anything about your business with the Dunns. I was their exchange student. I don't attend class anymore since Mr. Jack came and Mr. Dunn bought the house so far out up in the mountains. I just live with the Dunns and try to make myself useful. I do not ever want to go back home..." Nick could detect nothing but pure honesty from Hank. "Very interesting Hank." The handsome black man nodded his broad head. "I will attend to your belongings. The Dunns will be with you in 10 or 15 minutes. I will now excuse myself to my duties." "Thanks," Nick called after him as he sat down on the sofa. There was an ice bucket with his favorite kind of beer, rare brand from Belgium. Nick felt surprisingly good for having been traveling for the last 12 hours. The beer tasted excellent. He picked up a magazine from the stand next to the bookshelf. It was a very extreme porno from Denmark, just like the ones that Nick collected. The bookshelves were filled with many titles that Nick had read as well as ones that he wanted to read. The DVD collection in the Entertainment Center followed his liked and dislikes with perfect accuracy. He thought it a bit uncanny that his father had found all this about him with Nick never being aware. He must have read all of this in Nick's thoughts, how he loved the mountains, and this rugged style of decoration, what to hang on the walls, everything; and all without Nick being the least bit aware.   4. Peter Dunn entered first. He was in his early forties and tall. He had his long blonde-gray hair pulled back in a loose ponytail. He very well built, like an athlete with definition and a hungry look about him. He didn't wear a shirt, and Nick could see every little sinew of the man's chest... He had boots and tight faded blue jeans over his powerful legs. Nick could tell that Peter's dick was rock hard because his jeans were so tight. Peter kept his head down and didn't speak to Nick. He walked to the corner of the den and stood there with his head down. He glanced up at Nick with a confused look. He reached down to massage his hard on through his pants. Nick stared back and tried make himself say something." "I am Nick Fesseden," he said finally. "I would shake your hand but I see that you are pre-occupied a bit. "I am not allowed to talk to nobody," Peter said. "Jack told me that I was only here to work out and let the others satisfy themselves on my body... I didn't used to be like this, but Jack made the old me go away..." Nick watched as Peter rubbed his long prick with more desperation. "Maybe, if we hurry, before Janey comes down, I could suck your-" "Silence, animal." Janey snapped as she entered the room... "You are not to speak to our guest. He will decide what he wanted us all to do for him when the time comes, just like Master Jack told us..." Peter cringed and hugged the wall. Nick looked at Janey Dunn, who smiled back at him with a mischievous grin. She was in her late 20's or early thirties but he body was in perfect 18 year old condition. It was obvious she was a work out freak like her husband, but she didn't have definition. Janey's long yellow curls fell well below her bare shoulders. A tight one-piece dress wrapped tightly her tits and her long serpentine body in a sheer black that was slightly transparent when the light hit it right. Nick wondered if her breasts might be fake they were so incredible. Nick saw why his father liked this woman. Janey's moist mouth spread into a smile, as she looked Nick up and down. "Hello Nick. You look just like your pictures. You are very handsome, like Jack was..." "How did you know my father?" Nick asked. She walked over the sofa and sat down, carefully pulling up her dress so Nick could get a good look at her legs. She smiled at Nick with fuck-me eyes, and ran her palms over the tanned skin of her legs. "I am Janet Dunn, and that handsome fellow over there against the wall is my husband, Peter Dunn. Before he met Jack, Peter was a real-estate mogul in the Steamboat area... He had millions of dollars and was known as a man's man around here... He was big into hunting and sports, and drinking... I hated him when he was like that, I now know. Jack didn't like him either, so he changed Peter into a pussy-boy. He lived for nothing but being of service to whoever is horny at the moment... I call the shots in the relationship now." Janey touched her hair slightly to bring my attention back to her beauty. "Your father helped Peter discover some very interesting things about himself. He is a real pussy-cat deep down." She turned to join Nick looking at Peter's ashamed expression and his carefully sculpted body. "Peter does whatever I tell him to, and he will do whatever you tell him, too. Our friend Hank is the same way. Jack rearranged their heads really well. He made them totally happy to be what they are now... Jack made us all very happy. We are all so happy now..." "How did you meet my father though? I never knew that he came to Colorado." She looked lost for a moment as if she were getting a glimpse of something horrible. Then her expression calmed a bit and she said. "I met Jack one evening while I sitting in line at a Taco Bell on Colfax Avenue. I had just failed a dance audition and I wanted a Burrito to consul myself for not getting the part. I was listening to the radio and suddenly I saw Jack, whom I had never laid eyes on before, knocking on my drivers-side window. I rolled it down and asked him what he wanted. He stared at me for a minute and asked if it would be okay if he got in and road with me. I gazed back into his wonderful, kind, sexy eyes, and I unlocked the door. I fell in love with him at that moment, I know realize." "He got in and I realized that I didn't even know where he needed to go. He told me to drive and I did, forgetting about the food. He looked out the window for a while and listened to the radio. I didn't know where I was going. I was just driving." "As we drove out of downtown I could start to feel him staring at me. I felt your father's gaze on me somehow. It was weird. I could feel something passing all over me, inside and outside. I started to get light-headed. Strange thoughts came into my brain, and I couldn't stop them or try to concentrate enough to ask this stranger were it was I was taking him..." "Listen," he told me after a while, "I want to you pull off at this park here." I slowed down and parked next to a small duck pond. I turned off the ignition and sat there. Jack told me that he didn't want me to be afraid; he wanted me to relax and try not to think to hard about what he was doing... He told me that he wanted to make me happy and to do that, I couldn't resist him..." I giggled for some reason and felt really good that Jack was there next to me. I could tell that he was doing something to me... I felt like I was deep, deep inside my body and could only watch what I was doing like I was on television or something. I stared at Jack and everything seemed to float away. There was nothing that I wanted more at that moment than to sit in the cab of my ATV with Jack. I didn't know it at the time, but Jack was really working on my brain while we were sitting there. He turned me into the person I am today... He is easily the most important person I had ever met, or will ever meet." Nick noticed Janey had let her hands fall into her lap and she was unconsciously pulling up her dress so she could access to her cunt. Nick couldn't believe how hot she was, better than many models, better than actresses on television... She stared back at him, a desperate horny look in her eyes... She swayed slightly when her fingers found her pussy underneath her panties and started rubbing her glistening wetness. She got a wild look in her eyes, but kept on with her story. "Jack asked me a lot of questions. He asked about Peter and his two daughters that live with us. Jack wanted to know how old the girls were and when I told him they were both 19, he was very pleased. He asked me about my job as a dancer and he wanted to know about the other dancers that I was a friend with... He wanted to know about our exchange student Hank, and what kind of neighbors we had in our neighborhood in Cherry Creek.... Acquiring the Ring Ch. 01-04 "Jack wanted to know how much money Peter had. He wanted to know when the girls would be going on their periods. He wanted to know what positions I found it easiest to achieve orgasm... He asked me if I had ever thought about fucking our exchange student, or having lesbian encounters with my stepdaughters. He asked me if I wanted to watch Peter and Hank fuck each other. He asked me if I thought Peter's daughters were virgins, and then Jack asked me if I wanted him to show me his cock." "I would have normally felt defensive if a stranger had been asking me such personal information. Yet I found that I wanted to tell Jack the truth. I found that I felt really good telling Jack everything about my life. He asked if I wanted him to come to my house to meet my family and stay for a couple of days. Even though I had no idea what Peter would say if I brought another man home, I said that I thought would be a great idea if he came to live with us a while. Even though he was older that Peter, I thought that Jack was so good looking- the best looking man I have ever seen until you, Nick." She lifted up her dress to make sure that Nick got a good look at her pussy, and then she smiled and continued. "We sat for a long time in the quiet of my ATV. I could feel Jack in my mind. It was weird. He was in there doing stuff. I could feel my arms shaking a little and my eyes rolling back in my head, but I felt no discomfort. I could hear your father talking to me even though I couldn't really hear what he was saying, I could feel myself reacting to his words... I started to think about things in different ways, strange visions would come to my mind's eye, and I could feel things about my former self melt away. Wave after wave it swept across my consciousness. My head swam in his voice and thoughts. "Then I awoke, in a way, and I could hear Jack talking. His voice sounded very deep and commanding. Jack explained how wonderful the rest of my life would be and how from now on I was going to do whatever he wanted me to do. Then he explained how wonderful it was going to feel to let myself fall under his spell forever. I could feel the heat between my legs as he talked to me. All I could think about was letting his dick slide into my cunt and giving my whole being over his with each of his thrusts." "Jack explained that he was glad that I now belonged to him. I felt so good to hear him pleased with me; I almost messed in my pants from pleasure. He explained how I was going to help him take control of Peter, Hank, and my stepdaughters. He said that I would trick them into coming out to talk to him one on one and he would take their minds. He told me that he would make all of the others as happy as I was, and he would let them know the joy I felt... He said that I was a beautiful woman and that it gave him great happiness to treat me like a whore." Jack then reached over and explored my body for a moment... His touch felt like electricity and I felt like I was going to cum from him simply stroking my neck... I asked if he would like to have sex with me, but he told me that he wanted me to drive to my house first. He wanted to get the rest of my family under his control before he fucked me properly." "I started the car and went home. Things at this point are very blurry for me. Jack told me he had cleaned out the memories so I wouldn't feel bad for the things that I did to Peter, Hank, and the girls. I remember holding one of the girls down on the ground. She was crying or laughing or something and Jack was staring at her cunt and sticking his fingers up her asshole. I also remember waking up on the couch and seeing Peter taking it in the ass from Hank and Jack who were taking turns on my poor husbands anus. Hank and your father both had such huge cocks, I thought they were going to kill Peter." She looked up at Nick. "I hope that big cocks run in the family. I have missed your father's cock ramming into me, stretching me out. Even Hank's seems small after Jack's." She worked a little harder at her cunt and stopped talking for a moment. A series of gasps escaped her mouth and Janey had a minor orgasm. She collected herself quickly and smiled at Nick. "I don't know how many days Jack took away from me... but when I woke up we were all the happy family that you see today. Jack explained that he had a job for us to do after he was finished using our bodies as his personal fuck toys." Janey's expression became dreamy as her hand slowed on her cunt and she stared off into nothing. "He was sooo good looking. I remember the expression he would get as he was working over one of us, moving his body towards orgasm with fury and total dominance. He was our all. All five of us worshipped him. I called some of the models in my agency and Peter called some of girls that worked in his car commercials to come over and give themselves over to Jack: they were the whores that you saw in your Dad's video that we sent you. The delivery girl was my sister Delores. I asked her to come visit for a week and she stayed once Jack met her. It was fun to watch Jack dominate someone, to bend his or her will completely to him. I remember how hot I got when he made my baby sister beg for him to fuck her face and seeing her with his cum all over her eyelashes and lips. It makes my heart ache to know that he is dead." "I also loved what Jack did to my husband. Jack made Peter a severe masochistic voyeur. Peter loves to watch other men fuck me after Jack was through with him... He loves to suck cock too. He did whatever Jack wanted." "Jack made Peter sell the house in Cherry Creak and buy this Lodge. We moved out here with Jack and started our new lives in the mountains." She smiled and pulled down her skirt. "We have many friends and when Jack would come and stay we would invited them over and let him choose whichever ones he wanted to fuck, or wanted one of us to fuck, or whatever. Janey stood up and pulled down her skirt. She moved closer to Nick and let her hands explore his chest while she stared at him. "Peter and I are happier now than anyone else in the world. That's what your father told us before he went back to Portland. He told me that we were beautiful and that Peter and I should be very happy to do what he, and now you, tells us to do. Our purpose in life is to be fucked, and that is the best of all possible fates." "Ashley and Sonya, my stepdaughters, and I get along better than we ever did in the past. After your father fixed me, I could see how hot their lithe little bodies were. I could appreciate the taste when I licked their tender little cunts... I learned to love to make those two little spoiled bitches scream and scream from orgasm. I ate them out just this morning in the sauna. I loved their young tight little pussies with my tongue and sucked on their clits. They screamed like little whores when I made them cum. I am getting good a licking pussy. Peter watched me service his daughters too. He loved it," she stated proudly, staring deeply at Nick. "We never fucked like this before. I don't know why we were so repressed." "My step-daughters fell totally under his sway. They both fell in love with him even though he was fifty years their senior. Your father never touched them though. I was the only one allowed to touch them until you arrived. I think that he wanted to keep them virgins, as a present to his son." "Over the next couple of days, with our help of course, Jack had all of our friends under his powerful sway. We would invite a couple over for diner and Jack would break the minds of our friends down. We did nothing but fuck each other for Jack's pleasure." "He eventually chose me to be the one to delivery his gift to you... I have not looked at it, nor do I know what it may be... I have been instructed to not think about such things, so I don't in any meaningful way. He told me to simply deliver it to you when you arrived." "He made me study pictures of you to make sure that it was you that came for his gift. He made us all learn as much about you as possible, so that we will be able to prepare for your arrival in the most effective was possible. I know much about you from what Jack told me. I, for example, know how impatient you are to get a-hold of the package I have for you. I can go get the stuff for you right now. I have it waiting. I will retrieve it from the Library." "Thank you, Janey." Nick said. "Your story is quite remarkable. Janey beamed at his compliment. "Jack told me that I would think that you were hot." She said. "He couldn't have been more right. Are you sure that you don't maybe want a blowjob or something before I get it for you. I give a good one. I have learned how to kill the gag reflex and can let your pole slide all the way down to my stomach. I love to suck the cum out of your cock, or catch a shower of your jism in my face... whichever you want. I also like it if you cum on the floor and let me lick it up. I am a filthy whore when you get right down to it... Peter would like to watch you fuck me, but if you feel inclined I am sure you could fuck his ass too. Please, you are so hot; I really need to get some action. My cunt is going to close up unless I get some cock up there quick." She let her eyes roll back into her skull. She almost fell over but caught herself and leaned now against him, rubbing her tits against his arm. She smelled like roses and pussy. Her breath was heavy as she pressed into him. Her hand gently reached down to message Nick's cock. Her eyes were have closed. Nick caught her in his arms, feeling the warm smoothness of her body against him. He traced her nipples in the fabric of her dress and she moaned. She looked up at him with complete compliance. She was completely malleable flesh. Nick knew that he was going to love his life with his father's ring. "I think that we should take care of business first. Then I might do any number of things to you, Peter, or the rest of the clan..." "Alright, I will go get the things he left for you." She soon came back holding an envelope and package. She smiled at him and bit her lip a little. Her desperation for a cock inspired her fingers to dart to her pussy and try to act as a substitute. "Are you sure I can't just suck your cock for just a second or so. Or you can just slide it into my cunt a couple of times. I cum really quick, ever since Jack changed things around in my brain." She started to rub frantically on her wet mound. "I felt your piece, it is as big as your dad's cock, if not larger." Nick shook his head and smiled. "No, I will take the package first." "Alright," she moaned, reluctantly pulling her fingers out of her hole, "but then my husband gets to watch you fuck me with that big prick of yours." She stepped toward him and held out the envelope, holding the package back. "Jack said that I should give you the letter first and then the package." She handed Nick the envelope and he pulled it open. I was a hand written note from his father.   March __, 2003   Dear Nick, Welcome to the Rocky Mountains. I hope the accommodations are to your liking. I found the Dunns completely by chance. I turned them into some test subjects to try out your new ring. Mrs. Dunn was a quite famous model in Europe, and her husband was an Olympic Soccer Champion. The girls are both beautiful and Untouched by me. (The mother was not as lucky.) Peter aggravated me so I pretty much turned his brain to silly putty. He is a fuck-zombie in the truest sense of the word. I figured that you would need some time to grow accustomed to the ring. So get to know your hosts. They are at your disposal until you get a grip on how the ring works... They are not the most challenging of subjects any more, but they will be good test subjects. Fuck their brains out, destroy them, or make them worship you, whatever you want. But make sure you have become comfortable with the ring before you go back down the mountain and out into the world. Dad     "Alright, now you get the package." She handed him the small bundle and he quickly untied it. He opened the small inner box and out fell the ring, his Father's ring. It was a simple gold ring with strange characters. He immediately put it on and turned around to face the Dunns, whose minds offered themselves up for his use. They both cowered from his gaze and watched with a quiet fascination as Nick unzipped his pants and withdrew his massive cock. Janey gasped. She was shocked to see that Nick's cock was even larger that his father's member. Nick could see the waves of pure animalistic lust rushing over her mental landscape as she studied the veins and curve of his dick... Janey's breast heaved and she started to tear at her dress, trying to pull it off. "Peter, come here," Nick, commanded. Peter rose and scurried over to Nick. His muscles were tense and pumped. He stood close to Nick. Nick could smell the excitement in the man's sweat, on his stance." "Peter, I want to you listen to me. I am going to have your wife get my cock really hard while we wait for you to go find your two daughters and bring them down here. I understand that they are both quite lovely and I think that I am going to fuck their brains out." Nick reached out and roughly pulled Peter's hair so fell to his knees and was looking up at him. Peter opened his mouth slightly, letting a sigh escape. Nick could see Peter's cock, which really was a good-sized one, straining to get free of his jeans. "Peter, how do you like the idea of your lovely daughters- what are their names?" "Sarah and Ashley," Peter whispered. "What do you think about me opening up Sarah and Ashley's virgin cunts and assholes with my massive cock?" Nick asked. "I know that they are both virgins, my father told me in his letter, and I can see it in your thoughts that you know they are inexperienced... Your wife has licked their pussies, but they haven't had the opportunity to feel anything inside their tight little pussies..." Nick held up his cock so it lay right under Peter's nose. He smacked Peter in the face with his fleshly tool. Peter tried to greet the member with his tongue. Nick pulled his cock away. Peter peered back at him with dark blank orbs. Nick could sense nothing but raw adoration coming from Peter as he stared at his new master. "I think that-" Peter said, his throat thick with animalistic lust. "I think that it would be cool if I could watch while you fuck the girls. I would like you to fuck my wife too while I watch and masturbate." "Alright Petey, I think that we can work something out... I think that while you are gathering up Sarah and Ashley, you should probably get Hank in here as well. What do you think about letting Hank have a go at your asshole? I'll bet that jungle-bunny faggot will bore you out really well. Get you ready for my cock. If you aren't warmed up, a cock this size can really hurt. I will let that nigger work you over good." "Sure, Nick, whatever you want." Peter said and scurried off into the deeper reaches of the lodge to find the rest of his household. Nick let his mind drift over to Janey who was standing quietly thinking about Nick 's cock... She was trying to imagine what it would be like to suck it and to let him shove it up her asshole.... She had been watching Nick abuse her husband and it had made her pussy extremely wet... She was hoping that Nick would let her get a hold of his cock soon. Nick heard the door open and Hank entered the room. Nick immediately accessed the nigger's brain and asked him to stand still. He then asked Janey to take off her dress. Janey pulled the tiny black garment over her enormous breasts and Nick called her over so he could examine the large orbs more carefully with his tongue and teeth. He wondered if he could make her cum from just telling her to do it in her thoughts... He tried and she started to moan, with a little fine-tuning he had Janey rolling around on the floor screaming from a non-stop orgasmic state. He could feel her rationality starting to slip further. He told her to stop and get over the Hank and retrieve his massive cock from his Khakis... She teased it to life with her tongue and coaxed inch after inch out of the big black prick. When it had reached 12 inches, she dove down on the massive black rod and it disappeared impossibly deep down her throat. Nick told her to stop sucking for a moment and told her to have a six or seven more orgasms in a row. When she was done Janey was completely sub-human, absorbed in the emotion of fuck. Janey's sucking duties were driving Hank toward a massive orgasm; he pulled out of her mouth and aimed his massive tool at the back of Janey's throat and covered her delicate features with a massive bath of nigger seed. She laughed and licked up what she could. Nick walked over and took hold of the nigger's massive cock with his right hand.... Hank was moaning and going through the final spasms of his massive blast-off. Janey lay on the floor cleaning the cum from her body, greedily trying to lick up every last drop. Her beautiful eyes and face full of fear that she would miss a little of the massive African's spunk. Nick entered Hank's mind and told him that Peter was the one that he really wanted to fuck. He told the massive Senegalese that he needed to jam his big black cock up Peter's asshole, filling his host-parent with some African love juice... "You like to fuck Peter, Hank?" "Yes sir. I think that my rod might make him hurt. I will make him scream like a woman..." "I can see why. It is massive. I want to see something. I think that yours is longer, but mine is wider. Tell me which you think is bigger." Nick held out his cock next to the black mans. Hank found that he couldn't stop staring at his master's semi-hard dick. Nick knew that Hank was getting so turned on that he was getting hard again. The girls would be there any moment. It was perfect timing. "Janey, I want you to do me a favor." 'Yeah," she panted. "You know how to deep throat?" "Yeah" "You know how to let someone slide their hole cock completely down your throat so as you can't breathe and want to gag? "Yeah," one of her hands moved to her cunt and started to rub as her feverish thoughts moved over the idea. "I want you to take Hank's big black cock and slide that monster all the way down your throat and hold it until you pass out." Janey nodded and in a second she was feeding Hank's cock down her throat... He groaned as it went deeper and deeper until she had conquered ¾ of the shaft. Her eyes were bulging out and her skin was starting to turn to a purplish color. She held on as long as she could, relishing the feeling of cock in her even if it meant that she was denied oxygen. Then she fell over, unconscious in the carpet. "Now, Hank, I think that my cock my need the same treatment. I want you to take that beautiful black cock and slide it up Janey's ass. I think that your 14 inches of cock cruising up her large intestine will snap her out of this delirium. When she comes to, if the girls and Pete aren't back yet, I am going to have her make sure that I am nice and hard to greet her stepdaughters. Hank turned and using some spit as lube, worked his cock up the unconscious woman's tiny brown asshole. Her limb body moved to his thrusts in and out... Nick could sense her consciousness coming back, triggered into action by the massive angry presence in her rear.   Just then Peter arrived with their two daughters, Sarah and Ashley. The girls were both tall with light brown hair and fell in curls over their pure, innocent expressions. They looked like they could almost be twins. Sarah had the fuller lips and a more sensuous air about her, while Ashley's breasts were larger and her eyes were a stunning shade of ice blue. Their dad had awoken them from a nap. They had been tired after the shower they had taken with their step-mom earlier in the day. She had made each of them cum more times than they could remember. Peter led them to stand in front of Nick. Acquiring the Ring Ch. 01-04 Nick found their minds easily brought them from their confused grogginess to complete attention. They both looked up at him, and he could feel all their resistance melts away. All they could feel and think about was the savage desire between their young legs, the eternal lust that pumped through their limbs and cunts. Their tiny little souls rejoiced in the idea of serving as an amusement of Nick's massive cock. Sarah wished that she would get pregnant and have Nick's baby. She had dreamt about Jack fucking her but for some reason that had never happened. She longed to have Nick's cock open her up... Her sister was thankful that she hadn't given up her virginity last summer at Cheerleading Camp. She almost let a boy named Charlie Patton have sex with her. She had let him suck on her tits and she pulled him off several times that summer, but she never gave in to him and let him penetrate her, She was so happy that the first cock inside of her belonged to the man that owned her spirit. She hoped that she was sexy enough and had paid enough attention watching her step-mom suck the cocks around the house that she would know how to do it." Nick smiled at their thoughts and walked up to where they stood next to their father. "Peter, why don't you undress Sarah and let me look at her?" "Yes sir." Peter proudly started undressing his daughter. "She looks like her mother when she was young. She has that "fuck me" mouth, just like her mother..." After her clothes were disposed of, Peter stood next her, straightening her hair, pinching her tiny little nipples to make them stand up. He reached between her legs and felt for a moment. "She is ready for you Master Nick." Sarah blushed a little bit. She rubbed her hands over her body and lingered for a moment at her pussy. "I have been waiting for you to come. Your dad told me that I would wait until you came to take my virginity. I am so glad that I didn't fuck my last boyfriend. He wanted to but Dad and Hank found out and took him to the basement and worked him over for a while. They gave him a bunch of XTC and acid. They fucked him in the ass and made him suck cock. He stopped calling and has started to hang out with some new friends down by the train station. People say that he s selling blow-jobs to men getting off the Max." Sarah seemed a tad bummed by the fate of her ex-boyfriend, but the happiness Jack implanted in her brain took over the reigns and she grinned. "I am glad that happened to him. He wanted what is yours master Nick." She smiled sheepishly at Nick and pushed her father away, "Go get Ashley ready for Nick, Daddy." Sarah moved closer to Nick and gently touched his cock... "I have been waiting for you to open me up with your cock. I want you to show me pleasure in each of my holes. My step-mom has been showing us how to give men oral pleasure, but I have never seen a cock as big as that." She smiled and looked down sheepishly. "I think that I can handle that big old prick though. "Really?" Nick asked. "You're not at all intimidated?" "A little, but I have watched Janey suck on Hank's prick and his is almost as large as yours. I think that I could handle it... I mean... I really want to try... You don't think that it will hurt me, do you?" She reached down and squeezed the head of his cock. Sarah rubbed against me and gently stroking my lengthening shaft. I called her step-mom Janey over to kneel and lick her pussy really well, to make sure she was ready for the girth of my cock in her virgin cunt. Hank had wondered over and found Peter sitting on the floor, playing with himself while he watched his daughter servicing Nick. Hank started feeding his soft cock to Peter who acted like he might not ever get to suck another cock again. He was turning red and ramming the ebony rod in and out of his throat. His daughter Sarah was now moaning while Nick played with her tits and pussy. He wife's tongue was feverishly working on Sarah pussy and asshole. Sarah moaned and looked down at her step-mom's efforts, "Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes you fucking bitch... Lick my fucking clit and suck my cunt..." She was saying. "Sarah will you bend over and get ready for me.' Nick asked her. He called her sister over and toyed with her tits and nipples for a while. Janey stood behind Ashley and was kissing her on the shoulders and back. Ashley stuck out her tits and hoped that Nick would change his mind and fuck her first. Ashley had dreamt about this day for weeks. She longed for her new masters cock more than anything on the earth. Nick mentally told her to finish removing her clothes. Janey helps pull off her jeans and then started cleaning out Ashley's ass with her tongue... Nick could tell that Janey loved the acidity tartness of the two girls little cunts and a-holes. "Ashley, I haven't quite got my cock hard enough yet. I want to stick it in your little sister over here, but I think that am going to need to lick it on the head for a little while. Make it nice and hard so we make the little bitch really yelp when we open her up. "I want you to fuck me first." Ashley whined. Nick frowned and dove into Ashley's head. "It is not fucking about what you want you stupid fucking cock-sucker." Ashley's eyes were tearing and her lips quivered as she felt Nick wreck some havoc on her brain. "The only thing that you or any of the other fucking bitches around this cabin are concerned with is what makes me happy..." A small amount of saliva had escaped Ashley's full, pouting mouth. Her eyes were blank, her focus completely inward. Then she seemed to awake. Nick took her roughly by the hair and took her to her knees. She whimpered as her tiny tongue explored the contours of Nick's tool. Young Sarah could concentrate on nothing but the rock-hard cock in front of her, becoming totally focused on carrying out Nick's directive. He made her fall deeper into her pit of dependence on his approval and satisfaction... She was nothing but a living breathing fucking doll now... And she would stay that way until Nick decided that she should be otherwise. She expertly coaxed another two inches on to Nick's cock. Janey, Peter and Hank watched her work, perspiration on their naked forms and hunger in their gazes. Nick told Ashley to stand when he reached his maximum rigidity. She looked at him and he pinched her nipple until a tear formed in her eye. She kissed him on the neck and ran her tiny hands over his ass and back. "Just wait a minute sweetie. I will fill you up in just a minute, and then we will all fuck each other... You will get plenty of cocks tonight, my young beauty." "I love cocks..." Ashley said. "Of course you do, Ashley, of course you do... That's what will make you such a perfect whore, just like dear old mommy." Nick turned to look at Janey, who was now working on Sarah's pussy, sucking and nibbling on her daughter's clit. "Janey, come here... Thanks." Nick said, one arm around Ashley nubile form. "Janey, I am going to fuck Sarah, but I don't want beautiful Ashley here to feel left out. So I am going to take her virginity first as well..." "But, how can you fuck both of them at the same time?" "I am going to fuck them each in a different hole. Ashley is loosing another type of virginity." "That's going to be so sexy." Janey said, looking at her daughter's young form under my arm. "So, what I need you to do is to put on a little demonstration for Miss Ashley... I want to you let Hank fuck you really good in the ass. Show her how to take a good ass-fuck like a true whore." "Okay Nick, I would love to... But you have to make them stop that..." Nick turned around to see Peter and Hank entwined in the 69 position, both of their faces stuffed full of cock. "Gentlemen, please, lets show some restraint." The two men sat up and looked at Nick with complete love in their eyes. Nick walked over to them; he tussled Peter's hair and smiled. "Peter, I want you and Hank here to show your daughter what a ass-fuck is all about... I want to you try and see how stretched out you can get your wife's hole... I think that if you worked at it, you and Hank both here could fuck her in the ass simultaneously. Think how proud you would be to show your daughter what I good ass-fucker you are?" "Sure, I like to do what ever you say..." Peter said. "Excellent, Peter. I am going to go spend some quality time with your youngest, Sarah." "Have a good time Nick. I hope you like fucking her." "I wouldn't worry about it." Nick said, grabbing his massive member and turning to where Sarah still lay bent over, awaiting his cock. He moved up behind her and felt the smooth skin of her perfect ass. Nick played about the opening to Sarah's pussy for a while with the bulbous head of his prick. She groaned and begged him to let her feel his cock in her pussy. He wetted a finger with her juices and inserted it up her ass. She gasped and contracted her ass. He waited until the moment that the shock of his finger in her tight little asshole to subside a bit and then he rammed his massive cock into her novice cunt-hole and felt her gateway fall to his terrible thrushes, his cock stained with a bright red blood, a symbol of her previous innocence destroyed... Sarah, crying and moaning, arched her back to feel his thrusts more keenly in her recently opened cunt... "Fuck me fuck me fuck me fuck me fuck me fuck me," she said as he worked his rock hard unit in and out of her bloody, virgin hole. Nick reached into her young mind and made her think that this was the most beautiful moment of her life. She arched her back and rode his cock even harder until the wave of her first orgasm built in her pussy and moved up her spine. With a little help from Nick and his ring, she then repeated the sensation of orgasm immediately again and then again. Her eyes took on a look of wondrous desperation as Nick pulled out of her and grabbed her by the hair. ""Fuhme fuhme fuhme," she was groaning. Her awareness was slipping completely as orgasm after orgasm ripped through her. He held her by her hair and watched her as her small supple body quivered in sexual overload. He held her beautiful young face in front of his groin as he worked his semen out of his cock and into her eyes and nose. She tried to lick up what she could while in that state of delirium. He let her fall to the floor to have a couple minutes to enjoy her new world and wear his cum. Nick turned to Ashley and called her over... Her sister licked her pussy while Nick went through Jessica's mind. He submerged many of her inhibition and re-wired her to want to life much wilder than she would have anyway. Visions of orgies and dance clubs moved through her young mind... She now liked cock and pussy with equal passion, needing virtually a never-ending supply of both... In short, Nick turned the Dunn's gorgeous older daughter into a complete nymphomaniac. It was a new lifestyle for the 18 year old and Nick prepared to be the one that sent her off on her road to the endless fuck. He lay her down on the floor and watched as she spread her pussy wide open for him and writhed in anticipation for his massive pole, He entered her mind again and told her that when her hymen broke she would have the strongest orgasm she had ever experienced. She grinned up at him while she pinched her tittles and ran her hands over her mid-riff. Nick reached down and took the college girl by the hips and pulled her small frame over the girth and length of his weapon. She rocked wildly and twisted in a mindless delirium of pleasure. She rubbed against him and pulled his cock as deeply into her vagina as she could, and rode him until he filled her hungry pussy with his semen, Nick taught much about the power of the ring those first couple of weeks up there in the mountains of Colorado. He learned how to set the degree of control over an individual to fit his desires. He could make a girl believe that she had a real crush on him and make her hit on him repeatedly, or he could turn the same girl into a cock-smoking whore with no control over the will of her puss. He could make men give him their fortunes, their wives, whatever he desired from them. He learned how to control groups and how to implant lasting commands to people so they obey with Nick and the ring were not present. He learned how to turn a rebellious subject into a fuck-cushion without even trying. He had the control of the ring that his dad had mentioned and the world was his plaything. Peter Dunn ended up signing over the Lodge and close the 4 million dollars to Nick over the three weeks he stayed with the Dunns. Nick made Janey call some of her model friends and invite them over and he easily pulled them into his web. He took them one by one in he Jacuzzi, turning each of them into enthusiastic whores that would bow to his every need. Janey served as the hostess of the Lodge. Janey and her model friends slept in the third floor rooms, eating pussy till morning, riding cocks, and licking pick every night. He had Sarah call some of her sorority sisters to come over one weekend and seriously re-worked those four young ladies views on life... He had Hank invite several exchange students he knew from Asia and Europe over for diner and let the huge African fuck each one, boys and girls, with his huge cock. He also met the neighbors down the road, a relatively famous actress and her athlete husband. Nick quickly turned these two beautiful individuals into complete fuck-zombies, staggering around the lodge begging everyone and anyone to fuck them... In a couple of weeks, over 20 people were staying at the Lodge under Nick's enticement. All of the rooms were full of flesh eager to submit to Nick's desires. He slept every night in the master bedroom with Sarah and Ashley sharing the bed with him... They kept close attention to his cock and were always ready to peel off their clothes and ride Nick's cock. The ring made a life that most do not dare dream about a reality for Nick and he knew that it was his duty to try and make the most use out of it as possible. His mission from that moment in life was to fuck and to cause other people to fuck... It was the duty of the ring-holder as well as his fate, to fuck and to fuck some more... That was his oath and that was his passion.