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Stephen Lyons MD Ch. 01

By: AStropirate



All sex participants are over 18.

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"Stephen Lyons MD" stated the brass plaque on the wall of the newly opened medical practice in the town of Longhurst in Kent. For most people in Longhurst the rise of Stephen Lyons had been meteoric. 

Stephen was born to nineteen year old Helen Lyons, a part time hairdresser. She had conceived Stephen when, desperate for cash, she had sex with a stranger the toilet of a pub. Helen's domineering mother, a local pillar of the community, demanded that her daughter get rid of her "shame" as she put it. Helen refused and moved to a council flat on the Bonnington estate she would share with her son for the next eighteen years. 

Despite the financial hardship and being shunned by her family Helen loved Stephen very much and provided all she could for him. By the last year of Stephen's education at Longhurst comprehensive Stephen, like most of the students from the Bonnington estate, showed no interest or aptitude for learning. He resigned himself to a life on welfare. However, an event was to occur that was to change the course of his life.

It was just after the Christmas and New Year break and Stephen and his classmates were in the science lab being bored out of their minds by Miss Cooper, their thirty year old biology teacher as she droned on about the human anatomy. A sudden explosion shook the lab. As they were evacuating a second explosion separated Stephen from his classmates and they watched helplessly as the building collapsed, burying Stephen.

As the emergency services arrived and put their plans into action it seemed as if an eternity had passed by before they began to slowly dig but in reality it was only a few moments. Eventually they reached Stephen who had been under a large oak desk that had miraculously prevented him from being crushed. He was unconscious when the rescuers pulled him free. Their timing was perfect as his mother Helen had just arrived in a Police car to witness the rescue. Then they were both whisked off to the hospital. 

As the doctors examined Stephen they became increasingly puzzled. It was clear there was no evidence of any physical injuries. Despite this fact Stephen remained in a coma. That night while the scanners were monitoring him seemed to go crazy as it showed the electric activity in his brain flying off the scales. What they didn't know was the combination of gases along with some unknown gas had somehow enhanced his intelligence. 

"Oh Stephen, why can't you wake up?" asked Helen in despair as she held her son's hand, while resting her head on his chest. 

"Mom?" came a voice and Helen suddenly looked up to her son conscious and alert. 

"Nurse!" cried Helen excitedly. 

A nurse suddenly came rushing in, astonished at the young man sitting up. A young doctor came in and turned to Helen. "Could you give us a few minutes, please?" he said to Helen as he began to pull the curtain around the bed.

"But..."

"Please, Ms Lyons. I promise you, everything is fine. I'll call you back in a few moments," the nurse said soothingly.

Helen reluctantly waited outside. A few moments later the doctor came out with a puzzled look on his face.

"Well Doctor?" asked Helen anxiously.

"It's incredible. I've never seen anything like it. Your son is fine. He's even wondering what all the fuss is about." said the doctor.

"Doesn't he remember what happened?" asked Stephen's mother anxiously. 

"He remembers perfectly. To be frank, it's almost as if the explosion never affected him. He's as healthy as you or I," responded the doctor, still sounding puzzled.

The nurse drew back the curtain and Stephen was standing up and getting dressed. 

"What are you doing, sweetheart?" asked an astonished Helen.

Stephen put a hand on his mother's shoulder. "I'm fine, mum, honestly. There's no need for me to be here." replied Stephen kindly.

So it was that Stephen was discharged. In the coming months Helen noticed a new energy and vitality in her son. Gone were the days of resignation and apathy, to be replaced by a goal in life and a sense of purpose. Not only did Stephen pursue his studies diligently but he spent hours in the library scanning medical books. The chief librarian had noted that Stephen read book with ease that medical students would find hard to keep up with. When he graduated from school with straight A's in all subjects he had made it clear that he wished to study medicine. Because of his brilliant academic record he secured a scholarship to pursue his dream and after qualifying in top of his class and internship at the local hospital Stephen Lyons set up his new practice in the town.

The day of Stephen's qualification was a proud one for Helen. She proudly posed with him in his photograph. The reception that was held in the local hotel was a grand affair and only ended in the early hours of the morning. Stephen ordered a taxi to take both his mum and himself home. This was the first surprise for Helen as the taxi drove to the other side of town, to the classy area of Loxton park, where houses here were well over half a million at least.

"Where are we going?" asked Helen in a tone of surprise.

"To our new home," responded Stephen with a sly grin.

"Our new home?" repeated Helen with shock.

Stephen smiled and took his mother's hand. "Trust me, Mum," he said.

As the taxi turned down a lane Helen realised where they were bound. "Bonnington House?" Helen said with shock in her voice as the magnificent three storey building came into view. It had been on the market for over three years now and included ten acres of woodland.

"That's right, Mum. Welcome to our new home," he said proudly.

"Are you out of your mind? We can't afford this." Helen said with rebuke.

"I can afford it Mum. I have it all worked out, believe me," said Stephen with a sly grin as he exited the taxi and helped his obviously shocked mother out of the vehicle. Stephen paid the driver and the man drove away.

What Stephen didn't tell Helen was that as his mental faculties developed so too did his ability to manipulate minds. He used this ability to secure a very favourable mortgage from the local bank manager. Now they would live in the luxury that Stephen believed his mother deserved.

"Let me show you the bedroom," said Stephen as he led his mother up the beautifully ornate wooden spiral staircase and along the corridor. He opened the door to a beautifully decorated and furnished bedroom. 

Helen hadn't paid any attention to the fact that Stephen ha said 'the' bedroom. It was only when she saw the four posted double bed that she realised. She turned to Stephen in alarm. "But, Stephen, we..." Helen was unable to same more as her son's eyes gazed into her own and she became transfixed.

"Stephen, what are you doing to me?" asked Helen in panic as she suddenly became aroused and began to squeeze her breasts through her dress.

"Only fulfilling your desires, Mum," responded Stephen with a grin.

"Uuugh," repeated Helen over and over as she continued to squeeze her breasts. She put one hand behind her back and began to lower the zipper of her green knee length dress. The loosened garment slipped from Helen's shoulders and floated to the floor, revealing her full white slip. Like her dress, Helen simply eased the slip from her shoulders and it joined her discarded dress on the floor.

Helen was in her mid forties but to Stephen she was the most beautiful woman in the world. As he observed her five feet eight form in her plain white underwear Stephen's cock hardened. Despite the fact that her long legs were encased in black tights Stephen could tell they were beautifully smooth and he admired them.

Helen continued to moan as she squeezed her breasts through her bra. Before she removed it Helen pulled some pins from her hair that had neatly done for Stephen's reception. She shook her hair loose and her golden tresses fell to her shoulders and she smiled at Stephen as if he were a waiting lover.

Helen removed her bra and her medium breasts bounced forward and her nipples hardened with contact from the air. For a few moments more she continued to squeeze her bare breasts. Then, responding from a mental suggestion from Stephen, Helen went down on the bed and crawled up to the pillow before turning over and lying on her back. She lifted her arse and carelessly discarded her tights and knickers. For a moment Helen resumed squeezing her breasts. Then she extended her arms invitingly to her son. "Make love to me, Stephen. Make love to me," she begged.

Not waiting for another invitation Stephen rapidly stripped and gently mounted his mother.

Although Helen's mind was controlled by Stephen she was still very much aware of what was going on. Helen's body shuddered with excitement as she felt the warmth of her son's body touching her.

Stephen kissed his mother's moist crimson lips passionately. It acted like a blow to quell any thought of resistance in Helen. 

As Stephen moved to Helen's bare neck he began to kiss, nibble and suck. Each of his movements brought a corresponding moan from his mother. What aroused Stephen even more was the wonderful aroma of Helen's perfume. Surely not the affect his mother had in mind.

"Oooh," sighed Helen as her son began to lick her right breast in an ever decreasing movement that culminated by his arrival at the summit and licking and sucking of her nipple, much to Helen's pleasure and delight as her sighs became louder and louder.

Helen's pleasure continued as Stephen's tongue dived into the valley between her breasts and worked his way to her left breast and his mother's pleasure continued unabated.

Stephen was amazed at how well his mother had kept herself. It was only as he travelled down her trim waist that he actually appreciated it. In the meantime Helen sighed and moaned as he worked with his tongue.

Arriving at Helen's pussy Stephen eased her long smooth legs apart and began to drill through her bush and pussy lips.

"Aaagh," moaned Helen and Stephen's tongue continued to probe and finally lash her clit. This wonderful sensation continued for several moments and Helen could feel her juices slowly gather. There was a sudden but temporary pause as Stephen withdrew his tongue and replaced it with his cock, easing it in gently before he began to pound.

Stephen's movement, slow at first, picked up with each stroke. Helen's body reacted to her son's movements and they soon settled into mutually satisfying rhythm that climaxed in a huge climax for both mother and son. Helen and Stephen gave huge sighs of relief and sexual satisfaction as Stephen's cum and Helen's love juices collided and mixed.

Exhausted by the combination of the day's events and this wonderful sexual encounter with her son Helen wanted desperately to sleep but before she could Stephen pulled her towards him and gave her some instructions "Remember..." After this they both fell asleep, cradled in each other's arms.

***

The following morning Helen woke up to the sounds of birds chirping and the heat of the early morning sun beaming through the window. She stretched out her arms and suddenly realised she was naked. It wasn't the only thing she realised. She remembered too that she had had a night of passionate love making with her son Stephen. 

Helen couldn't understand her feelings. She felt she should feel anger or disgust or even both. Yet an inner voice told her to accept it as normal. Still confused, she climbed out of bed, putting her feet into a pair of carefully placed slippers and covered her nakedness with a silver robe that has been lying across the bed.

Slowly the memory what happened returned. She remembered that somehow Stephen had manipulated her mind. Helen looked around and saw that her green dress that she had been wearing was no where in sight. Indeed, the room was spotless. Stephen was missing also and the bed clothes were rolled back on the side where he had slept.

Helen went to the wardrobe and saw that her green dress had been neatly put away. What also struck here that there were dresses, skirts and blouses, all brand new and in her size but no pants or jeans. She opened the drawers and saw that all her underwear was new and in her size. It was also lacy, sexy and provocative. Helen was still trying to figure out what was going on when there was a knock at the bedroom door and two young women in their twenties entered.

Helen was amazed. The young women were dressed in prim maid uniforms though their heads were bare.

"Good morning, Madam. My name is Jean and this is my sister Esther. We're here to help you bathe," said one of the girls.

"I beg your pardon?" asked Helen in a voice of surprise.

The two young women giggled and then Esther spoke up. "If you will just follow us, madam," she said politely.

Helen was reluctant to do as the young woman had bidden but something her inner conscious compelled her to obey and she followed the young women to a room at the end of the corridor. Jean opened the door and it was then that Helen saw the magnificent sunken bath. Even from the hall she could inhale the scents from the water. 

From his private room Stephen observed everything on his monitor. He smiled with satisfaction as he saw how well his programming of the women was working.

Helen paused for a moment as she stood in front of the bath. Her silver robe was gently eased from her shoulders by the two young women and allowed to float to the tiled floor, revealing the beauty of Helen's naked body. She eased gently into the bath and the steamy water began to bubble.

Again, as Stephen continued to observe, his cock hardened as he witnessed Jean and Esther slip off their one piece uniforms, displaying their own naked bodies before joining their new mistress in the bath.

Helen shook with joy as Jean kissed the right side of her bare neck and Esther kissed the left simultaneously. The effect was almost paralytic. For Helen it seemed like a dreamlike state that she was in but with physical pleasure. That pleasure continued as Esther took one of two sponges from the side of the bath and began to gently rub Helen's back. While Jean took the remaining sponge and worked on Helen's front.

Helen felt like royalty. All she had to do was relax and enjoy as Jean and Esther went about cleansing and caressing her body. Jean planted a passionate kiss on Helen's lips and instead of been reviled by it she wished it would happen again.

"Oooh," sighed Helen when she felt Jean's finger gently probe her pussy. At the same time Esther wrapped her arms around her mistress and began to massage Helen's breasts. What was even more pleasurable for Helen was the wonderful sensation of Esther's large but firm breasts pushing up against her wet and bare back. It was a wonderful sensation. Lesbian pleasure was alien to Helen. She never even dreamt of such pleasure and yet now here she was indulging in a fantasy that some only dreamt off. That was why Helen was sure this must be a dream. At the same time she was unaware that she was being observed by her son and he too found it a turn on to watch these naked beauties indulging in lesbian pleasure.

"Oh my God," sighed Helen with pleasure as she orgasmed to Jean's finger work on her pussy. Helen then returned Jean's kiss with equal passion and also turned and planted a kiss on Esther's lips.

Helen got out of the bath and was about to reach for a towel to dry herself off but Jean and Esther were quicker as they grabbed the towels and began to dry their mistress. Once again, just like she was in the bath Helen simply stood and waited until the young women finished drying her off. They even insisted on putting on her robe.

When all three arrived at the bedroom Helen was stunned to see a new outfit of white blouse, blue skirt, lacy red underwear and black stockings lying neatly on the bed. As before Helen simply had to stand and wait until her young attendants had dressed her.

Helen descended the spiral staircase with Jean and Esther in the lead. She followed them down the corridor that would eventually lead to the dining room. When she had arrived at the house the previous night it had been dark and she was tired. It was only as she walked along the hall that Helen saw and appreciated the beautiful antique furniture. She paused for a moment to stare out one of the windows to observe the grounds. It was breath taking for her.

Esther opened the double door of the dining room and paused as her mistress walked in ahead. 

Stephen was sitting at a round table covered in a linen cloth reading a newspaper. There was another woman, perhaps in her mid forties dressed in a maid's uniform standing beside him.

As soon as his mother entered Stephen put down the newspaper and got up to kiss her on the cheek. "Good morning, mum. I see you have met Jean and Esther. They will be here take care of your every need. They will also be your companions while I'm at work. Perhaps they will so you the res of the house?" asked Stephen as he looked at the two young ladies.

"It will be our pleasure, sir," responded both the girls enthusiastically.

"Good," replied Stephen and turned to his mother. "Mum, this is Lydia. She is Jean and Esther's mother. She is also the cook and between the three they take care of the running of the house," he said as he introduced the older woman, who extended her hand. "How do you do, Madam?" she said.

Helen took her hand and nodded.

"We'll have breakfast now, Lydia," said Stephen.

"Very good, sir," responded Lydia and she withdrew accompanied by her daughters.

Helen looked at Stephen, intending to ask what was going on but when her eyes met his all questions vanished from her mind and they simply acted as typical mother and son.

"How are things going at your new office," asked Helen enthusiastically.

"Well, it still is a mess, mum but I'm confident it will be all sorted by the weekend." responded Stephen.

After breakfast Stephen got up and went to his mother. "Mum, I have to interview a lady for the receptionist position. I'll see you for lunch, he said as he kissed Helen's cheek.

"Jean and Esther will help you to get used to the house, and girls," he said in a sly tone as he turned to the young women. "Don't forget to show mum the sauna and the swimming pool," he concluded with a wink.

"Of course, sir," they replied in unison with a giggle.

Unless Stephen designated otherwise, Helen's pleasurable morning experience with her companions would continue daily. It culminated at night when she and Stephen would retire to bed. Helen would strip naked in front of her son and they would indulge in the most wonderful love making.

Stephen Lyons MD Ch. 02



Patricia Trent checked herself in the mirror as she got herself ready for her interview. The forty-three year old mother of two had been excited since she got the letter inviting her for interview for the post of secretary at the new doctor's surgery.

"You know you're wasting your time, don't you?" The negative voice was that of Patricia's fifty year old unemployed husband, Bill.

"Well, thank you for that vote of confidence," replied Patricia sarcastically.

"Oh, don't mind him, mum, you knock them dead,"

"Yes, you go for it, mum,"

These encouraging words came from Patricia and Bill's children. Danny, who was twenty-one and studying engineering and Elizabeth, who was nineteen and studying nursing.

"Thank you darlings, you're both very sweet," responded Patricia as she hugged and kissed them both.

"We're just off the college. If you don't mind my old banger I'll give you a lift," said Danny enthusiastically.

"Oh that would be great, Danny. I'll take the bus home," responded Patricia gratefully.

Danny's old Volkswagen was about twelve years old but it got him and Liz to college and back.

"Wish me luck," said Patricia nervously as Danny stopped outside the surgery.

"You'll be fine, mum," said Danny as he kissed his mother's cheek before she got out of the front passenger seat.

Liz got out of the car and hugged her mother. "Best of luck, mum," she said before getting into the front seat Patricia had just vacated. 

Son and daughter waved just as Danny drove off and blew his horn.

Patricia took a deep breath as she put her hand up to ring the doorbell but she was startled when the door suddenly opened and two men wearing hard hats and carrying a sheet of wood emerged.

"Oh hallo, ma'am," said the lead workman politely. "The doctor's office is just there on the right," he continued as he pointed to the door.

"Thank you," responded Patricia cordially before entering and knocking on the office door.

The door opened and a young man in a navy suit stood there with a smile. "Hallo, Mrs Trent. Please come in," he said and indicated a chair in front of a desk where she sat down and he sat in his own large black leather chair behind the same desk.

"I'm sorry about the mess but they tell me it will be all sorted by the weekend," he said apologetically.

Stephen looked through the CV and references. "Mmm, well your CV and references are very impressive," he said.

"Thank you, Doctor," responded Patricia gratefully.

"I don't know how much you know about me..." 

"You're the talk of the town," interrupted Patricia.

Stephen smiled with satisfaction. "Well, thank you. I'm a qualified doctor and psychotherapist. I'll be dividing the practice as a result. I'll give two days over to psychotherapy. I'm sure you will be able to handle that," said Stephen.

"Oh yes, Doctor," replied Patricia almost too enthusiastically.

If Stephen Lyons was honest he would admit that Patricia Trent did not impress him. He had no doubt about her work skills. However her sense of dress didn't appeal to him. Patricia was wearing a dark pinstriped business suit complete with pants. Stephen loathed women in such suits and he would have dismissed Patricia instantly but for one thing. In the course of their conversation he detected in Patricia's voice what seemed almost like a cry for help. This made him curious. He was determined to find out what was troubling the woman. He gazed into Patricia's eyes and despite her best efforts to look away she became transfixed.

Responding to a mental suggestion from Stephen, Patricia got up and walked over to the couch. She lay down on her back, joining her hands across her chest.

Stephen locked the office door before sitting down in a chair beside Patricia and using his mental abilities, prompted her to tell her story.

A sense of loathing suddenly gave way to compassion as Stephen listened to Patricia as she pored out her woes. How her husband Bill had been a loving husband and father. Then when he was made redundant from the transport company his frustration in not being able to find work made him angry and bitter. He would spend many nights in the pub and come home drunk. Although he had never been violent toward Patricia or the children she feared that some day he would snap. The apples of her life were her son Danny and daughter Liz. It was a struggle to keep them at college but Patricia was determined to give them the best opportunity for employment. 

Worse though than her husband's bitterness was the fact that their sex life had all but died a death and Patricia was becoming increasingly frustrated. Responding to an inner voice Patricia stood up and began to undress. "The doctor needs to examine you, Patricia," kept repeating in her head until she stood naked before the young doctor.

Stephen couldn't help but admire this beautiful woman in her forties. Her auburn hair was down to her shoulders. Her breasts were large, round and firm. Her pink nipples hardened in the cool air. Patricia's waist was a little flabby but her long smooth legs were adorable. Stephen knelt and inhaled as he smelt the musky aroma coming from Patricia's pussy. He licked is lips in lust, desiring to lick her pussy but restrained himself.

'Time enough for all that,' he thought.

"You have a healthy and delectable body, Patricia," said the inner voice and Patricia gave an unconscious smile as she began to dress, following another mental command and then resumed her seat. 

Stephen implanted some instruction into Patricia's mind before continuing their conversation as if nothing happened.

"So, can you start at nine thirty on Monday morning?" enquired Stephen.

"Oh yes, Doctor," responded Patricia with tears of joy starting to form in her eyes.

"Splendid, we'll see you then," said Stephen as he shook his new secretary's hand.

It was only when she got outside and looked at her watch that Patricia saw she had been in the office for over an hour and a half. She just wondered where the time had gone. Nonetheless she was ecstatic about her new job and couldn't wait to tell her family her good news.

***

The following Monday morning Patricia, already dressed for work motioned her still sleeping husband. "Aren't you coming down for breakfast, Bill?"

"I'm not in the mood," he growled before turning his back.

Her husband's reaction startled Patricia. She knew Bill was against her taking the job. It probably made him inadequate. However, Patricia was determined keep her job. She had no intention of sitting at home and listen to Bill's whining. It was clear to her that he was still angry and bitter and this upset her. 

When Patricia reached the kitchen Danny and Liz were already having breakfast. Danny looked up. "Wow, mum. You are beautiful!" he declared.

Liz nodded and smiled in agreement.

"How about some toast?" offered Danny as he placed the bread in the toaster and reached for the teapot and poured the tea into his mother's cup before she sat down.

For Danny what he saw was a new emerging mum and he liked it. He had never seen her in a sexual way before but now she looked more vivacious and appealing. Her short sleeved white blouse couldn't conceal that fact that wore a black low cut lacy bra from which her wonderful breasts were straining to escape. Her red skirt was very short, way above her knees. Something his mother never did before. Danny was almost awe struck as he noticed his mother's very long and shapely legs. In his opinion his mum would give any of the females at the college, staff or student, a run for their money. It made him hard thinking about it and he desperately tried to hide it.

Patricia accepted a lift from Danny and because it was on the way to college it was her regular route to work. The door of the surgery was open when she arrived and as the doctor promised the chaos was replaced by a peaceful and clean office. The smell of fresh paint made it even more pleasant. Stephen emerged from his office. "Good morning, Patricia," greeting his new secretary cordially. "Here is your key to the surgery," he continued, as he handed the key to her. He went on to explain that there were already a number of patients in the waiting room and that their files were on her desk and that she should call each patient in descending order of the files. The appointment book was on her desk and just to fill it in when patient require one.

After a few days Patricia worked out a comfortable routine in the office and at home. The following week at the end of surgery Stephen came to her and suggested that maybe her family would like to sign up for his practice. Patricia was very keen on the idea and she put it to Bill and the children. Bill stubbornly refused but Danny and Liz decided to sign up.

Stephen told Patricia that because he had a number of students as his patients he would visit Danny and Liz there rather than have them come to the surgery. He did this on Friday and while in the room assigned to him he got them to sign the necessary forms. He also took the time to probe their minds and planted certain suggestions into their minds just as he had done to their mother earlier that day.

***

That same Friday evening Bill headed out to the pub as usual. Patricia knew from experience that he would not return until the early hours of the morning and she dreaded it. She always worried about the state he would be on or worse still if he got into a fight. Danny and Liz also headed out but Patricia knew they were very responsible.

Danny was home by eleven thirty. Patricia heard him come in and go to his room while she was sitting up in bed reading. After a few moments and for some unknown reason, Patricia put her book down. She lay back, closed her eyes and began to masturbate. Patricia began to fantasise that a well toned stud would come and literally rip her nightdress from her and ravish her sexually starved body.

"Uuugh," she moaned as her finger probed her pussy. When Patricia finally orgsmed she gave out only a slight sigh and her frustration continued to grow. For a few more moments she lay restlessly on her bed hoping she would soon fall asleep but it wasn't to be. Patricia got out of bed and made her way to her son's room.

Patricia gave a slight tap on Danny's door before entering. The sight that greeted her was stunning. Danny was sitting on his bed wearing only a pair of boxers. It was as if he had been expecting his mother to call. To Patricia, Danny's muscular physique was awesome. He worked out several times a week and he was also a key player in the college rugby team. Danny's physical appearance was just as Patricia imagined her stud in her fantasies. It made her sexual urges unbearable.

"Hi Mum, Lonely?" he asked with a smile.

Patricia just nodded and sat beside her son, licking her lips as she did so but she didn't look at him.

Danny took the initiative as he put his hand under Patricia's chin and turned his mother's head to face him.

"Danny, we must..." It was all Patricia got to say because Danny planted a passionate kiss on his mother's moist lips. Instead of been revolted the kiss seemed to inject a rage of crazed inside Patricia as she wrapped her hands around her son's neck and returned his kiss with equal passion. She pushed Danny down on his bed and then got on top of him with each leg resting on either side. Patricia gave a wicked smile as she looked down at her son. She lowered her arms to the opposites of her body and slowly began to lift her nightdress, which was short and to Danny, very sexy. 

Danny licked his lips as he began to realise that his mother had worn nothing underneath. It was the first time he remembered seeing her naked body and he was astounded and in awe as he never perceived that this mature woman could look so well. His cock hardened at this wonderful sight.

Patricia went down and kissed Danny and then began to kiss and lick his body, much to Danny's delight. He gently turned his mother over and once again kissed her passionately on her lips.

Patricia's body shook with delight as Danny kissed her neck and bare shoulders and made his way down her body.

"Ooooh," she moaned as Danny began to lick the nipple on her wonderful left breast. This arousing feeling continued as he made his way to Patricia's right breast.

"Ooooh," moaned Patricia once again as her son's tongue action proceeded down the smooth skin of her middle. Her pleasure continued to increase with each gentle touch. Patricia was unable to conceal her pleasure as Danny parted her long smooth legs and began the invasion of her pussy.

"Oh my God," she cried out as Danny drilled through his mother's pussy lips and lashed her clit. It was just like in her fantasy, of the young muscular man ravishing her. In this case however it was her own son. Patricia didn't care though. It had been years since she had had such sexual pleasure and she was determined to enjoy every moment.

Danny suddenly withdrew his tongue and replaced it rapidly with his cock. He gently inserted his organ hoping not to hurt her and began to pump. His pace, slow at first, picked up speed with each stroke. At the same time Patricia's body reacted and began to move with his actions. Soon they settled into a mutually satisfying rhythm. As their breathing became deeper, Patricia and Danny's sighs became louder and louder. Their body heat generated heavy perspiring. Locked in a state of sexual pleasure and abandon they fought hard to prolong this wonderful feeling. Eventually though, as Patricia's love juices began to gather and Danny strained to keep from cumming they finally orgsmed together. The explosion of cum was enormous for Danny and for Patricia it was her biggest ever orgasm. For a few moments, breathless and exhausted, Patricia rested her head on her son's bare chest and thought. Danny kissed his mother's head. A few moments later they fell asleep nestled together as if they had always been lovers. What neither of them knew was that the door to the bedroom was slightly ajar and a pair of eyes had witnessed their passionate lovemaking. Liz gently eased the door shut and put a hand to her mouth to stifle a giggle before returning to her bedroom.

***

The sun was already up and beaming through the bedroom window when Patricia woke up. She was shocked when she realised that she was naked and in her son's bedroom. Seeing Danny asleep beside her also made her realise that they had made love.

'What on earth had possessed the two of them?' she asked.

Patricia got out of the bed and picked up her nightdress and put it on. 

"Oh my God, Bill!" she muttered when she remembered he had gone to the pub. 'What would he say?' she thought as she headed for their bedroom. When Patricia looked in a feeling of anxiety gave way to one of almost total disappointment as she witnessed her husband slumped over their bed, clearly oblivious to the absence of his wife. It was always a puzzle to Patricia as to, despite his intoxicated state, that he still made his way home and let himself in. Patricia removed her nightdress and donned her robe before heading for the shower.

After waiting a few seconds for the water to heat sufficiently Patricia slipped off her robe and stepped in. As she soaped her body Patricia once again began to fantasise. This time there was no hiding the object of her fantasy as she imagined Danny once again ravishing her just like last night.

'What had gotten into her?' thought Patricia as she shook her head as if to shake these thoughts of her son from her head. She jumped when a hand touched her bare wet shoulder and she turned around to see a naked and smiling Liz.

"Liz, what are you doing in here?" protested Patricia.

Liz said nothing. She simply moved forward. She held her mother's head and kissed her very wet lips. As with Danny, the feel of Liz's lips spurred Patricia's lust and she kissed her daughter with equal passion.

Neither woman had ever had lesbian relationship. Nor had they even dreamed of one and yet, as the steamy jets of hot water cascaded about them they began to pleasure each other in every way imaginable. They acted like they had always been lovers.

"Oooh," moaned Patricia as Liz began to lick and suck her huge breasts.

Like her mother, Liz had auburn hair but unlike Patricia's. Her hair was cut short. Liz was also five eight inches high, contrasting Patricia's six feet frame. 

Liz knelt and began to penetrate Patricia's pussy with her tongue. Her lips pleasured Patricia's cunt and she sucked until her mother finally orgasmed.

Patricia copied her daughter's actions, including pleasuring her cunt and Liz sighed deeply when her orgasm surged forward. Their mutual pleasure was evident as they moaned loud enough for Danny to hear. He gave a wry smile as he imagined his mum and sister in the shower. Both mother and daughter hugged for a moment with the shower still releasing its torrent of water around them.



At breakfast it was as if nothing had happened. Patricia and Liz went into town for shopping, stopping at a café before getting the bus back home.

***

The following Monday, just before surgery, Patricia was on Stephen's couch in his office as he probed her mind. He rubbed his hands with delight as Patricia revealed her sexual adventures with her son and daughter. 



Stephen Lyons MD Ch. 03



The weeks turned into months and Stephen's reputation grew, especially among his female patients. His receptionist, Patricia Trent, noted in particular the fact that many of these women had appointments at Stephen's Psychotherapy clinic. They would go in usually with frowns on their faces but always emerged with beaming smiles and very keen to make another appointment.

It was Friday and Stephen looked forward to a weekend of sexual pleasure with his mother Helen and his female house staff, Jean and Esther. All three women were clearly under the influence of his new mental abilities. 

He was surprised to see an unfamiliar four wheel drive parked near the house as he made his way up the drive. Stephen grabbed his briefcase as he got out of the car and entered his three storey house. He was greeted by Esther who took his case and coat.

Stephen saw the luggage in the hall.

"Oh, Ms Lyons' mother and sister are here sir. They are in the living room," said Esther when she saw Stephen's expression.

"My grandmother and Aunt?" asked Stephen sounding surprised.

"Yes sir," responded the young woman uneasily.

Stephen said nothing but gave Esther a mental order and both she and Jean took the luggage up to one of the rooms. He stood at the door of the living room and could hear all three chatting and occasionally laughing. Stephen shook his head before opening the door and entering the room.

Helen put her cup on the table before standing up and making her way over to her son. "Oh Stephen, isn't this wonderful? You grandmother and aunt decided to pay a visit," she said as she hugged him and kissed his cheek.

Catherine Lyons, Stephen's grandmother stood up and made her way over to him. "My dear boy, how wonderful it is to see you," she said as she hugged him tightly. Linda Marks, Helen's sister, also walked over and extended her hand. "Hello Stephen," she said simply and Stephen took it. 

Stephen could probe their minds and could read the greed in their thoughts. He even detected Catherine already planning alterations to his own home. This made him give a slight chuckle. 

Catherine Lyons stood an inch higher than Helen. For a sixty-five year old she was quite attractive. She dressed well too, wearing a nice white blouse and black knee length skirt. Her long legs, encased in flesh tights were smooth. In contrast to his mother, Stephen could see that Catherine's breasts were large and straining to escape their confinement. Her hair was dark and wavy.

Linda was, like her sister Helen, five feet eight. She was dressed in a polo neck jumper and jeans. Stephen could only guess her breasts were medium like his mother's. Her golden hair was tied in a tight bun.

"So what are you doing here?" asked Stephen, deliberately being provocative.

"Stephen!" rebuked Helen.

"It's alright, Helen. The young man has issues and I don't blame him," cut in Catherine. She turned to her grandson. "I have regretted ignoring you all these years, Stephen. Now I and Linda would like to make it up to you," Catherine said in a seemingly conciliatory tone.

"You only live across town and yet I saw quite a bit of luggage in the hallway," responded Stephen coolly.

"Well yes. We felt if we could stay for the weekend we could get to know each other better and make a fresh start," replied Catherine uneasily.

"You don't really mind, do you darling?" asked Helen as she hugged her son.

Catherine and Linda were startled at the intimacy between mother and son. It didn't seem right but they remained silent.

Stephen smiled. "Of course not. I've given orders to have your bags brought upstairs. I'll instruct the cook to put dinner back by an hour and we can talk."

"Oh thank you, sweetheart," replied Helen as she once again hugged her son and once again Catherine and Linda were taken aback.

Dinner was followed by tea in the living room. Catherine stretched her arms. "Well, I think it is time to retire." She turned to Stephen. "Thank you for such a wonderful evening, dear. I am so glad we have broken the ice at last," she said before she kissed him on the cheek.

"You're very welcome, Gran. We'll talk more tomorrow. Jean and Esther will show you upstairs," responded Stephen with a smile.

Helen hugged her son as her mother and sister left the room and followed the two young maids upstairs. Stephen put on a sinister smile he watched the unsuspecting women make their way upstairs.

Catherine and Linda followed the young women down the corridor until they finally reached a room. Their luggage was neatly placed to one side but when they saw the bed Catherine in Linda got a shock. Catherine swung around to the young girls.

"This can't be right. There's only one double here," she declared angrily.

"But those were the Master's instructions," replied Jean with a smile.

"The Master? We'll see about this," responded Catherine as she pushed her way past the two girls and unto the corridor where Stephen was just walking along.

"Stephen, there's been some mistake..." Catherine was prevented from saying anymore because Stephen gazed into her eye and planted a number of instructions. As she stood there in silence Stephen entered the room where a confused Linda was waiting anxiously. "Oh Stephen, Mum is looking..." As with her mother, Linda was silenced as Stephen proceeded to plant his orders. Then he stepped out onto the corridor followed by Linda. Stephen turned to the two young maids. "Take them to the 'room'" he ordered.

"At once, Master," replied Jean and Esther, bowing respectfully as they did so.

Like Helen before them Catherine and Linda were conscious of what was happening around them but each time the tried to protest a strange voice sounded in their heads.

"Obey and submit, obey and submit" This repeated again and again rendering them helpless.

The room that they were led to was strange and forbidding. There were many weapons of torture both medieval and modern. There were whips and chains of every description.

Catherine and Linda were made to stand side by side before the young maids began to strip them. As well as being stripped Linda's golden hair was released from its tight bun and fell just below her shoulder. Once again, as they tried to protest "Submit and obey" repeated in their minds and they simply cooperated with the young women. 

When they were eventually naked they were locked into shackles that hung from the ceiling. Both mother and daughter were stretched so that while their toes remained on the floor the base of their feet did not.

Jean and Esther left the room but returned after several minutes dressed in thigh high leather boots, black leather pants and bras. They brandished bamboo canes in their hands.

Swish! The young women sliced through the cold air of the room with their canes as if testing them and at the same time strike fear into Catherine and Linda.

"Now, we will discuss why you are both here, said Jean with anger in her voice as she and her sister stood directly behind the shackled and very naked women.

"Now why have you come here?" demanded Esther.

Catherine suddenly found she could talk. "We have only come to visit my daughter and grandson," she responded with fear in her voice.

"To what end?" asked Jean forcefully.

"We simply wanted to make up for lost time."

Swish, crack!

Catherine and Linda screamed with pain as the canes struck the bare flesh of their arses.

"Lies!" yelled both young women in unison. "Isn't it true that you and your family completely ignored the Master and his beloved mother for years at your orders?" cried Esther.

"Yes, but we want to make it up to them," responded Catherine, almost sounding desperate.

Swish, crack! Again Catherine and Linda screamed in pain.

"More Lies! Isn't it true you came here with the intention of somehow worming your way into the Master's life and steal his fortune?" yelled Jean.

"No, we..."

Swish, crack! Catherine and Linda screamed in pain for the third time.

"Liars!" yelled the young sisters with venom. "Now once more, why are you here?" demanded Esther.

Catherine lowered her head. This time it was Linda who spoke. "We thought that if we could become friends with my sister and her son that we might be able to share in his fortune," sounding desperate not to suffer any more pain.

Jean walked around in front of Catherine and putting her hand on the older woman's chin, raised her head. "Is this true?" she demanded.

For a moment Catherine refused to answer.

Swish crack! "Yes, yes. It's true!" she cried after Esther struck her arse once again with the cane.

"You have both been naughty and devious. You should be dealt with severely. However, the Master has decided that he wishes to be merciful. You will make excellent slaves for his pleasure. Would you like that?" asked Jean.

Both Catherine and remained silent.

Swish, crack!" Once again both mother and daughter screamed in pain. "Yes, yes. We swear we would love to be the Master's slaves," cried Catherine and Linda.

"Now, that wasn't so hard, was it? If you had been more honest you would have avoided the pain." said Esther in a conciliatory voice.

The door of the room opened and Stephen, who had been watching the proceedings on a monitor in his private room, entered. He could simply have extracted the information with his mental powers but relished the idea of his grandmother and aunt sampling some of the pain that he and his mother had suffered as a result of their isolation.

Jean and Esther bowed respectfully.

"Welcome Master," they said in unison.

"You have both done well and will be rewarded," responded Stephen.

"Thank you, Master," they responded Jean and Esther together, delight clearly showing in their voices.

"Would you like the Master to alleviate your pain?" asked Esther firmly.

"Oh yes, please," begged mother and daughter, whimpering like schoolgirls.

Stephen stood behind his "captives" and put a hand on each of their buttocks, making each woman jump. He knelt behind Catherine and slowly began to lick her arse cheek. Disgust gave way to relief and even pleasure as her grandson continued to lick her arse. At least the soreness was starting to subside. Besides, when she wanted to protest she simply heard the voice in her head. "Obey and submit" kept repeating. At last, Catherine conceded to her pleasure and moaned softly as her grandson's tongue action continued to arouse her. Stephen switched his attention to Linda with the same affect. disgust giving way to relief and finally pleasure. 

When he was finished Stephen stood up. He put his hand under Catherine's chin, stared into her eyes and planted further instructions in her mind. He did the same with Linda and then turned to Jean and Esther. "Return them to their room," he commanded.

"At once, Master," they responded obediently and led the women back to their bedroom where they sat together, still naked, as if waiting patiently for a new command.

Meanwhile, in the master bedroom Stephen lay on the bed in his robe. Helen stood before her son and smiled. Although there was no music Helen began a striptease as if there was. Her blue dinner dress landed on the floor, followed by her lacy red underwear. As usual she began to fondle her medium breasts and still smiling as if pleasing a lover, who just happened to be her son.

Eventually Stephen gestured his mother to join her on the bed. He switched on a monitor and for a second Helen was shocked to see her mother and sister naked on the bed but something inside her made her accept it as normal.

Almost as if they knew that Stephen had switched on to see them Catherine lay face down on the bed and Linda bent over and began to lick her mother's arse cheeks.

"Mmm," moaned Catherine as her daughter continued with her tongue and lips. There was a similar reaction from Linda when Catherine carried out the same erotic procedure. Then Catherine pulled her daughter up in a kneeling position and knelt behind her.

Excitement built up in Linda as her mother gently squeezed her breasts and nibbled her ear. At the same time her body shuddered as she felt her mother's huge breasts rub against her bare back.

"Oh, so wonderful, Mum," sighed Linda as Catherine continued massaging her daughter's breasts and kissing her bare neck. Linda then turned and faced Catherine before planting a passionate kiss on her mother's lips. She then swapped places and it all began again in reverse. Finally, they got into a sixty-nine position and licked and sucked each other until they each experienced a huge orgasm. After lying together side by side they kissed each other. "I love you, Mum," declared Linda.

"I love you to, sweetheart," said her mother in reply. Shortly afterwards, they fell asleep, hugging each other.

Stephen observed his mother's reaction as she watched her mother and sister. Helen touched herself intimately and licked her lips lustfully throughout the display. She had never seen her mother or her sister naked before and all sorts of lustful ideas flooded her mind.

"Don't worry, my love. I'll see to it that your every wish is fulfilled," said Stephen soothingly to hi mum.

As if a reward for her son's promise, Helen smiled and put her hands down by her side, allowing Stephen free access to ravish her.

***

The following morning Catherine and Linda woke up together as the early morning sun beamed through the windows. They were both astounded and shocked, not to mention disgusted that they were naked and worst of all, they had slept together. However the disgust was pushed from their minds as the words "Obey and Submit" sounded over and over. In obedience to another mental commands Catherine and her daughter made their way to the shower and washed each other obediently. When they were finished they retuned to their rooms wrapped in large bath towels to find Jean and Esther, the two young maids waiting for them.

"Follow us at once!" ordered Jean firmly and mother and daughter meekly obeyed. They followed the two young sisters to the punishment room and were once again shackled with their toes barely touching the floor. Jean and Esther stood behind them brandishing their bamboo canes.

"You have been very naughty girls. You made love to one another under the master's roof!" said Esther in an authoritarian tone.

Catherine began to speak. "Yes, but..."

Swish, crack!

She was cut short as the cane struck her bare bottom and both she and Linda screamed in pain.

"Silence, There are no excuses." cried Jean firmly as she and her sister once again struck mother and daughter with relish and once again Catherine and Linda screamed.

Esther and Jean walked around and face both Catherine and Linda with a smile. Jean placed her cane under Catherine's chin and spoke. "The Master was well pleased with the entertainment you provided for him. Nonetheless he has decided that you must be punished for daring to conspire against him." she said. Jean couldn't help admiring Catherine. Her breasts, in contrast to Linda's were large and firm, and to Jean, at least, very appetising.

Mother and daughter were released from their bonds. 

"Today you will do the most menial tasks in the Master's house," directed Jean.

Catherine and Linda had breakfast with the two sisters and their mother in their dining room, where they sat naked and without a word. After breakfast they were each given an apron that barely covered their front. Catherine was given orders to sweep the floors while Linda dusted. They continued their tasks, breaking only for lunch and dinner. Stephen took particular pleasure as he observed his grandmother and aunt cleaning the toilets and sinks with nothing more than tooth brushes. Finally mother and daughter were compelled to shower together before retiring to bed. 

That night Mother and daughter were led by the two young maids upstairs. Walking along the long corridor they halted outside the master bedroom and Jean knocked at the door. 

"Yes?" came Stephen's voice from within.

Jean opened the door and signalled Catherine to enter.

Stephen was lying on the bed in a bathrobe and observed his grandmother's body. 'For a sixty-five year old she didn't look bad at all,' thought Stephen. 

Catherine's wonderful breasts were still firm and her legs were long and smooth. There was just a little flab in her waist but Catherine was still desirable.

At a mental command from her grandson Catherine began to feel aroused. Like her daughter before her she put her hands on her wonderful breasts and started to rub them. She licked her lips as she felt the excitement flow through her body and she gave a slight moan. Then she moved her hand to her lower body and gently began to probe her pussy with her finger, occasionally extracting it and putting it in her mouth, tasting the pussy juice with relish. Catherine lay down on the bed beside him. Stephen switched on the television. His mother and her sister appeared, resting on a bed, naked and in silence, as if waiting for a command. Then Helen reached over and taking her sister in her arms, began to kiss her passionately. Linda, for her part, was initially appalled but once that strange voice in her head started she meekly submitted. 

Helen kissed and licked her sister's bare shoulder made her way to her breasts. She sucked and licked each of Linda's nipples, resulting in a deep satisfied moan from her older sibling. Then Helen finally made her way down to Linda's trimmed pussy.

"Oh my God!" cried Linda as her younger sister's tongue drilled through her pussy lips and proceeded to lash her clit. When her orgasm came she gave a deep sigh of sexual satisfaction and without being invited to do so, she turned Helen on her back and began imitate her every action as if she had always done so.

Catherine meanwhile was forced to observe her daughters as they plunged themselves into the throes of lesbian passion and lust. Once again she was filled with disgust but this was quickly overridden by the same voice that made Linda submit.

After a few moments Stephen switched off the television. Seeing his mother and Aunt having sex turned him on. Without hesitation he mounted his grandmother and kissed her bare neck.

This made Catherine shudder. Excitement began to build inside her as her grandson made his way down to her enormous breasts and began to suck and lick.

"Oooh," moaned Catherine as Stephen continued gorging on her nipples.

Catherine's moans became louder as Stephen finally reached her lower body. His tongue pushed through her bush and pussy lips and began to lash her clit. Soon Catherine could feel her love juices gather but before they began to flow Stephen suddenly withdrew his tongue, replacing it with his cock that he gently eased inside his grandmother and began to pump.

Stephen's pace was initially slow but it picked up with each stroke. Catherine's body also reacted and began to move also. Soon grandmother and grandson settled into a mutually satisfying rhythm. As the moments ticked by their breathing became deeper and they even began to perspire.

The fact that Catherine was clearly under Stephen's power did not take away the fact that she received sexual pleasure. This was evident in the language used as she cried out. She even battled to prolong the wonderful feeling for as long as possible. Finally however she gave way to one of the biggest orgasms she had ever had. It left her gasping for air and exhausted. Soon, both she and her grandson feel asleep in each other's arms.

***

When Catherine woke up the following morning she could remember having sex with her grandson but because of the mental programme in her head she simply accepted it as normal. When she arrived at the shower Helen and Linda were already there and something in Catherine's mind compelled her to join her daughters and they indulged in a crazed orgy of lesbian lust as they explored each other's bodies as the jets of steamy water cascaded about them. When they were finished Helen returned to her room and dressed before going into breakfast. Catherine and Linda were once again forced to clean and dust. They also received a caning on their arses before being able to have breakfast, much to Stephen's pleasure.




Stephen Lyons MD Ch. 03



That night it was Linda's turn as she, like her mother, stood naked before her nephew and masturbated for him. She was then compelled to observe her mother and sister indulge in another round of lesbian love making. Like her mother, Linda was unable show any sign of disproval. She simply accepted it. Even when Stephen mounted her Linda submitted without a whim as he ravished her body before sleeping together.

On the final day of their visit Linda were compelled to pleasure Helen in the master bedroom while Stephen looked on. Later they were again forced to perform menial tasks about the house before being caned. 

After their bags had been loaded into the car Stephen planted a new set of instructions into their minds before they drove off. From then on both mother and daughter felt compelled to spend the last weekend with Helen and Stephen. They would also visit every Friday morning and stay for several hours. After each visit Catherine and Linda noticed that their rears felt very soar but could not recall why. The other thing was they would smell polish, washing powder or some other cleaning agent either on their bodies or maybe on their clothes. This too, they found puzzling.

***

The following Monday Stephen was with his last client, Amelia Cutters, the new female vicar, when he heard the commotion in the waiting area. He looked at the monitor and could see Patricia, his receptionist, arguing with her husband, Bill and trying to prevent him from forcing his way into Stephen's office.

Bill ignored his wife's pleas and was about to push the office door open when it suddenly opened and Stephen stood before him.

"I want to talk to you!" yelled Bill.

"I'm sorry, Doctor..." said Patricia who was upset at her husband's behaviour.

"That's quite alright, Patricia. There's no need to stress yourself," he responded kindly with a smile. Stephen turned to the vicar. "Patricia will make an appointment for next weekend, Reverend," said Stephen in a professional tone.

"Thank you, Doctor replied the vicar with a beaming smile.

"Come on in, Mr Trent," said Stephen cordially as he turned to Patricia's husband and both men disappeared behind the closed door of Stephen's office.

As the minutes ticked by Patricia sat nervously at her desk, terrified at what Bill might do to her employer. She had this job only for a short while and dreaded the thought of losing it because of Bill. The tension was too much and Patricia did something she swore she would never do, she put her ear to the office door in the hope of hearing the conversation. What she didn't bargain on was that the office was sound proof. Patricia returned to her desk and just waited.

The wait for Patricia wasn't long. The door suddenly opened and Bill emerged smiling. He turned to his wife and kissed her forehead. "I'm very sorry, dear," he said as he left the office, leaving Patricia completely speechless.

A half an hour later Patricia locked the door of the surgery and then knocked at Stephen's office door.

"Come in, Patricia," responded Stephen firmly.

Stephen was at the cabinet putting away some files when Patricia opened the door. "I've closed the door, Doctor. Do you need me for anything else?" she asked.

Stephen turned to his receptionist. "No, Patricia, that will be all, goodnight," he responded with a smile.

For a moment Patricia hesitated. "Doctor, I'm so sorry about Bill..."

"Oh don't worry about that, Patricia. Bill and I had a long talk. I think you will find he understands our relationship now," Stephen replied, still smiling.

"He does?" Patricia asked with surprise.

"Oh yes, I think from now on you'll find him very agreeable," responded Stephen.

"Oh, Doctor, I don't know how to thank you," replied Patricia with joy in her voice.

"Well, perhaps you can," answered Stephen as he smiled slyly before looking at his receptionist and gazing into her eyes.

Suddenly Patricia felt very aroused. She licked her lips and gave a slight moan as she began to rub her magnificent breasts through her white blouse. Patricia closed her eyes as if fantasising a sexual situation. She opened her eyes and smiled at Stephen before swinging her back to him. As Patricia continued to swing her hips she put her hand to the zipper of her short black skirt and slowly the zipper down, making sure that Stephen heard the noise as she lowered it. The loosened garment slid to the floor and with her back still turned to Stephen, Patricia slowly opened her blouse and eased it from her shoulders. She turned her head towards Stephen with a smile as if to see if he approved. Stephen's smile told all. So did the bulge in his pants. When her blouse was discarded Stephen could see she had obeyed him and wore very lacy underwear. Her bra was black as was her skimpy thong. She also wore black stocking rather than her usual tights.

Patricia couldn't understand what was happening. She liked and admired Stephen. She was grateful for her job but she was not in love with him. Even if she was she'd never behave like this. Yet she was stripping for him and was unable to stop. After tossing her bra towards her young employer she gently fondled her breasts before resting on the leather couch. "Take me, take me," she begged and continued to play with her breasts.

Stripping rapidly, Stephen mounted the beautiful older woman. He kissed and licked her bare neck and Patricia shuddered as he did so. 

"Oh my God!" she cried as Stephen engulfed her right nipple and began to lick and suck it. Patricia's excitement grew as he moved to the base of her breast and began to lick towards the summit and her moans became louder.

When Stephen moved to the lower part of his receptionist's body she lifted her arse slightly to allow him to remove her thong. Stephen smiled when he saw they freshly shaved pussy. He licked his lips with anticipation before gently partly Patricia's smooth legs and invading her pussy with his tongue.

Patricia's body jumped when she felt Stephen's tongue gently drill through her pussy lips and began to lash her clit. Lovemaking was never like this with Bill. Stephen did not need any mind control as far as Patricia's sexual responses were concerned. The gentleness of his movement aroused her every desire for passionate sex and she willingly submitted.

"Oooh," moaned Patricia as her clit continued to receive the pleasurable touch of Stephen's tongue.

There was a slight pause as Stephen suddenly withdrew his tongue before gently inserting his cock. His pace accelerated with each stroke and Patricia's body reacted as it moved with him. Soon they settled into a mutually satisfying rhythm. When she passed the point of no return, Patricia's hands gripped Stephen's bare hips as if steering him.

"Oh fuck, come on!" she shouted several times as their pace built and their breathing deepened.

At last Patricia could feel her juices starting to gather. When she and Stephen orgasmed it was one of the biggest Patricia had ever experienced. It left her breathless and exhausted.

Stephen got up and dressed. There was the sound of a car horn outside.

"That's Danny. He usually picks me up after college," said Patricia.

"That's alright, dear. You get dressed and I'll talk to him," responded Stephen soothingly. He kissed his receptionist and implanted fresh instructions. Then he went out to see Danny. Danny's sister, Liz was also in the car. Stephen once again entranced brother and sister and also planted fresh instructions.

***

That night Bill uncharacteristically made his way to Danny's bedroom and slept there. Danny and Liz went to their parent's bedroom where their mother was waiting for them in her see through nightdress, revealing that she wore nothing underneath. Danny and Liz stripped each other naked before joining Patricia on the bed. Patricia quickly discarded her nightdress and soon mother, son and daughter were engaged in a crazed orgy of sexual desire and lust culminating in orgasms for all three. From then on Patricia would sleep with her son and daughter as if nothing was wrong.

So it was that Stephen Lyons not only controlled his mother, grandmother and aunt but his receptionist and her family as well. Soon he would turn his attention to the rest of his family that so cruelly shunned his mother and himself for all those years and he was determined to punish them all.



Stephen Lyons MD Ch. 04



As weeks turned into months Stephen's medical practice grew rapidly. Because of his mental powers he preferred the psychology end of things, especially with his female patients, most of whom were beautiful and well endowed.

Even Stephen had to admit that even with his energy levels, the volume of work was too much, even for him so he sent letters to those who had qualified in his class outlining his future plans and inviting some of them to invest as partners. In truth, Stephen felt that two partners were sufficient. He was delighted with the positive response but finally settled on two female doctors, Anne Collier and Sarah Noland. Both were in their mid twenties and married to prominent doctors. Both Anne and Sarah despised Stephen in medical college. His working class background made him the butt of their jokes. Even when Stephen qualified top of the class the refused to respect him.

For Stephen, they were the perfect partners he needed for what he had in mind. He contacted them and invited them both to his surgery on Saturday morning where they could discuss his proposals.

Stephen thought back and remembered Anne. She was tall, leggy and had a good keen dress sense. Sarah, in contrast, was smaller, about five feet six. She was a pretty awful dresser. Stephen wondered had anything changed.

***

On the morning of the meeting Stephen was sitting in his office when his receptionist, Patricia Trent, informed him that his appointments were here. He looked at the screen and saw the two women. He was impressed with Anne but disappointed with Sarah. 'Some people never change, but there will be change,' he thought as he instructed Patricia to bring them in.

"Anne, Sarah, it's so good to see you both again," he said jovially as he embraced and gave each of them a peck on their respective cheeks. He indicated two chairs which they accepted and he sat in a third chair facing them. 

Stephen proceeded to outline his plans. He explained that the sheer number of female patients necessitated two female doctors. At least, that was his excuse.

Anne and Sarah, in turn, explained that although they were married to doctors, they wished to work in separate practices and Stephen's new venture was an ideal opportunity for them both.

"Wow!" the women exclaimed together when he showed them a computer generated image of his proposed new practice.

"So, what do you think?" asked Stephen, who already knew the answer.

"Very impressive," answered Anne.

"Yes, very," said Sarah.

"So you'd be both prepared to invest?" asked Stephen with caution.

Anne turned and crossed her legs. "There's just one thing I don't understand. Why us? After all, we didn't get on very well..."

Stephen interrupted her. "Oh, that's all water under the bridge. We move on, don't we? So, are you interested?" he asked.

"Oh yes," responded both women, sounding like excited schoolchildren.

"Great! Let me show you both around the surgery while Patricia gets the contracts for signing. 

After a brief tour all three returned to Stephen's office where Patricia had placed the contracts on the desk. As they entered Stephen seemed to stumble. It made Sarah turn around and he took the opportunity to gaze into her eyes and she became silent and still.

"What the hell?" cried Anne in alarm.

"No need to panic, dear," responded Stephen as he gave a sinister laugh and stared into the tall woman's eyes, producing the same result.

Stephen sat in his chair and mentally instructed the women to stand and face him. Obediently, the helpless women stood before him as if awaiting the next command from their new master.

Stephen sighed with pleasure as his eyes scanned Anne. She stood six feet tall. She wore a pink jacket and matching skirt with a hemline just above her knees and her black boots rose to just below her knees. Her long golden hair reflected the light in the room. It made Stephen hard just looking at Anne. He knew that underneath was a luscious body just waiting to be devoured.

In contrast, Sarah wore a dull woollen polo neck jumper and her skirt, which was below her knees was a course, woollen material of ridiculous colours.

'That will have to change,' thought Stephen.

While they were under Stephen's control, Anne and Sarah were very well aware at what was happening. They could see and feel but were unable to move, speak or protest in any way while Stephen continued to study them.

Stephen was very well aware of this and he gave a sinister laugh at their predicament. "For years you two tortured and humiliated me. Well, girls, it's payback time. And you will pay back handsomely, I promise," he said with another sinister laugh.

Anne and Sarah were terrified. Hopelessly immobile, all they could do was wait in dread.

Stephen sat in his chair and concentrated his thoughts on his helpless captives. 

Suddenly, Anne and Sarah felt a strange surge racing through their bodies. They licked their lips lustfully and began to rub their breasts through their clothes and also began to moan gently. 

"Mmm," they moaned simultaneously as they continued to fondle themselves. Anne put a hand down to her skirt, hoping in vain to somehow contain the raging desires of her pussy.

As Stephen's mental probe became more intense so too did each woman's sexual desires. Their minds became flooded with all sorts of sexual fantasies they would never have dreamt of. 

"Aaagh," they sighed as the rage in their bodies grew and their moans became louder. Again, in a vain effort to control their desires, each woman rapidly stripped until they were finally naked.

Both Anne and Sarah were disgusted as they stood naked before their prying tormentor. Not even their respective husbands had such a view of their bodies.

As Stephen sat and watched the performance his own sexual desires came to the fore. However he had learned to be patient and managed to subdue them.

By now both women were screaming for release. It was for such occasions that Stephen had his office soundproofed so no one could hear. Anne's finger probed deeply into her pussy in a rapid movement. Stephen was not disappointed as he observed Anne's naked and virtually flawless flesh. Her legs were long and very smooth. Her stomach was flat and her wonderful breasts were round and quite firm. Her trimmed pussy contrasted to Sarah's full black bush. Sarah was quite a surprise for Stephen. Underneath her ugly garments lurked a very well kept body. Her breasts were medium and firm and her legs were quite smooth also. To Stephen, Sarah was a beautiful creature.

Finally, in what seemed like a final act of desperation, although it was in reality a mental suggestion from Stephen, both women turned toward each other. It was as if Anne took command of the situation as she placed her hand gently at the back of Sarah's head and pulled her to her. Anne stooped down and kissed Sarah's moist red lips. As she did so both women felt another surge of lust rushing through their bodies.

Anne moved down to Sarah's neck, kissing, licking and sucking as she did so. Her movements brought corresponding sighs of satisfaction from the smaller woman.

"Oooh," moaned Sarah and Anne's lips engulfed her nipple. First she licked and then sucked the nipple, much to Sarah's obvious pleasure. She received the same pleasure when Anne swapped for her other nipple.

Anne stopped and looked for a moment at Sarah. It was as if Anne was giving a command to Sarah because when Anne turned her back towards Sarah, who like a lesbian sub, pressed her entire body against Anne.

The warmth of Sarah's body as she pressed up against her back, combined with Sarah's wonderful massaging of her breasts made Anne sigh deeply as her sexual excitement grew.

"Oh, so wonderful," sighed Anne as Sarah kissed her way down her bare back. Her pleasure continued as Sarah knelt and placing a hand on each of Anne's hips, she proceeded to lick each of her arse cheeks alternately.

Abruptly, Anne swung around and gently pushed Sarah onto the carpeted floor on her back before mounting her and kissing her passionately. Although each woman appeared to be enjoying the moment they simply could not understand what was happening, neither were lesbian and both were happily married and yet they were indulging in wanton lesbian pleasure. They had to admit themselves though that warmth and more importantly, the touch of their soft skin in comparison to a man's was both sensual and exciting.

For what seemed a long time Anne and Sarah simply hugged each other, sighing deeply as this experienced this pleasurable sensation for the first time and they wished it would last.

Sarah gave a cry of excitement when she felt Anne's wonderful breasts rub against her own. "Mmmm," she moaned several times as Anne's lips engulfed her nipple and licked it with her tongue.

Anne looked up and saw the excitement on Sarah's face. It made her smile. While still looking at her, Anne gently inserted her finger into Sarah's pussy and probed.

"Oooh," sighed Sarah as she did so.

Anne withdrew her finger and placing it in her mouth; she licked her lips and gave a sigh of satisfaction as she tasted Sarah's pussy juice, imagining it to have the sweet taste of honey. It seemed to make her desire more because she made her way down to Sarah's lower body and prised her smooth legs apart before invading the woman's pussy with her tongue and began to lash her clit.

The whole experience for Sarah brought her wonderful pleasure that she never imagined existed. Her sighs had by now developed into short screams. 

While still working on Sarah's pussy, Anne began to manoeuvre until she and Sarah were settled into an sixty-nine position and both women worked on each other as if they had always been lovers. Each of them eventually experienced a huge orgasm.

After been allowed to rest for a moment or two Stephen mentally ordered them to sit back in their chairs and sign their new contracts while they remained naked.

Stephen smiled and would often revisit the video recording he had made of the show. At another mental prompt from Stephen made Anne and Sarah stand up and dress. He particularly admired Anne. To him her body was flawless. Not only that, but when she picked up her lacy red bra from her discarded clothes that lay in an uncharacteristic heap on the floor, she was meticulous in the symmetrical order as she covered her breasts. The same could be said of her lacy knickers as well as her blouse, skirt and jacket. 

Stephen implanted a number of instructions into their minds before parting with a handshake. It was only as they drove away that Anne and Sarah felt a strange feeling coming over them. Their knickers were soaking wet and they couldn't understand why. 

That same night as they slept beside their respective husbands, Anne and Sarah had identical erotic dreams of having passionate lesbian sex with each other. It made them both wake up with a start before finally falling back to sleep. 

***

The growth in the practice also meant the need for new and bigger premises. The town council were more than helpful in providing a number of suitable locations. After settling on one location not too far from the original practice, and thanks to the generous "donations" of some of his wealthier clients, work on the building began. Work that Stephen himself often supervised. It was after one of these supervisions that Stephen drove home to Bonnington House that he shared with his beautiful mother, Helen that he encountered a man he thought he would never ever see.

Stephen spied the man as he drove his car through the gates. He was rough looking. He was bearded and wore a long dirty overcoat.

Stephen got out of his car and confronted the man. "My I help you?" he asked firmly but politely.

The man turned and smiled. He spoke with a rough cockney accent. "We'll, if you're Stephen, I'm sure you can," he replied with a beaming smile and extended his hand, a hand that Stephen refused to take.

"Who the hell are you?" asked Stephen as anger began to grow inside him.

"There's no need to be like that, boy. Surely you're mother spoke of me? I'm Joe Maddox, you're father," answered the stranger still smiling.

Doctor Stephen Lyons was stunned into silence, something that was very rare. Finally, after composing himself, he spoke. "If you are my father what the hell do you want here after all these years?" he asked.

The man looked around in admiration at the house and grounds. He looked back at Stephen and whistled. "You've done well for yourself, boy. In contrast to your poor starving dad, you seem to have everything," he replied with a sinister voice.

"You didn't answer my question. What do you want?" asked Stephen with a raised voice.

The man grinned. "No need to be angry, son..."

"Don't you dare call me 'son'. Now state what you want before I have thrown out of here," responded Stephen with anger.

"Very well. You're an upstanding member of this town. It would be a shame for your poor father to have to report to the newspapers and news people that you failed to support me. I'm not greedy. How would ten thousand sound?" asked the man.

For a moment Stephen was silent. Then he erupted in laughter.

The man laughed too although he wasn't quite sure what he was laughing at. It was a surprise to him when put his arm on his shoulder. 

"You're right, 'Dad'. I should have supported you more. Why don't you come up to the house and have a look around. We can catch up and maybe we can come to a deal that will give you all you deserve," said Stephen as he turned and led the man towards the house.

Stephen's words were like magic to the man. His eyes brightened and thoughts of large sums of money flooded his mind. 

The door was opened by Jean, Stephen's servant, while her sister, Esther stood beside her. "Good evening, Master," they said in unison, giving a slight respectful bow.

"Good evening, girls," responded Stephen. "This is my father," he continued as he pointed to the man beside him.

"You're very welcome, sir," said Jean politely.

Just then Stephen's mother, Helen, appeared, dressed in a silver robe.

"My God, Helen. You're as beautiful as ever," said the man as he addressed Stephen's mother.

"Stephen, what's this man doing here?" demanded Helen.

His mother's voice was enough to tell Stephen the man was telling the truth.

"Don't stress yourself, Mother. I'll take care of this. Why don't you head for your swim? Jean and Esther will join you in a while.

Helen just nodded and left without giving Joe a second look.

"Swim?" enquired Joe curiously.

"Yes, we have a heated indoor pool and sauna here," answered Stephen.

Joe looked impressed. Then Stephen turned to Jean and Esther who had waited patiently. "As I said, girls. This is my father. Take care of him and see that he gets everything he deserves," instructed Stephen.

"With pleasure, Master," responded the girls together, smiling as they did so.

Joe looked puzzled as the girls began to lead him away.

"Don't worry. We'll talk soon, I promise," said Stephen encouragingly.

The girls led Joe to a room where a sunken hot bath had been prepared. They pushed their dresses from their shoulders and allowed them to float to the floor and stood before Joe in their sexy underwear.

Joe licked his lips with lust and raised no objection as Jane and Esther began to undress him. Indeed, he was only too willing to help them. When he was naked he expected the girls to lead him to the bath but instead they swung him around snapped shackles to his hands.

"Hey, what the hell is going on?" he yelled.

"Don't worry sir. We'll be back in a moment," responded Esther and both girls giggled as they left the room.

"Hey, let me out of here!" yelled Joe.

"You fool! Did you really think I'd let you blackmail me like that?" boomed a voice from a speaker on the wall. The sound echoed around the room and it was recognised by Joe as Stephen's.

"Let me out of here, you young thug!" screamed Joe.

Joe heard a haunting laugh surround the room.

"Of course I'll let you go, 'Dad'. Stephen put a sarcastic tone on the last word. "But I must keep my promise and give you what you deserve," concluded Stephen.

With that the door opened and the girls reappeared dressed in black leather. They each wore a corset type outfit along with black thigh high boots and black leather gloves that reached to their elbows.

"What are you going to do?" demanded Joe.

Jean and Esther said nothing. They simply smiled as they picked up the canes that had been on the table.

Swish! 

"Nooo!" screamed Joe when he realised what was about to take place as the cane sliced through the air. "Let me out of here!" he yelled as he struggled ferociously with his bonds. He could hear Stephen's haunting laugh as it filled the entire room.

"You won't get away with this!" yelled Joe. 

Stephen laughed contemptuously. "I promised you you'll get everything you deserve," he said. "You may proceed, girls," concluded Stephen.

"You won't get away with this!" repeated Joe in panic as Esther and Jean stood at either side of him.

Swish! Crack!, and Joe's protests were rapidly replaced by screams of pain as the canes struck his bare buttocks several times.

Eventually Joe's punishment stopped. A door open and the silhouetted figure appeared. He walked over to the stricken Joe.

Esther and Jean bowed respectfully and remained silent.

"You little bastard. I'll get you for this," he said weakly.

Once again Stephen just laughed contemptuously before grabbing his hair and yank his head back. He stared into Joe's eyes. When he was finished he turned to Jean and Esther and nodded.

The girls released Joe from his bonds and he remained silent as he dressed and was finally led by Stephen from the room. Joe was almost in a zombie style state as Stephen escorted him to the gate before turning to him.

"Don't ever let me see you back here again, Joe, or you will suffer, I promise," he said firmly.

Outside the gate Joe was all confused. He had no idea where he was or why he was there. The one thing he did know was that his arse was very sore. When he looked around and saw Bonnington Hall a great fear flooded his head. He ran as fast his legs would carry him. Neither Stephen or his mother ever saw him again.

When Stephen returned to the hall Esther and Jean were still in the room and dressed in their uniforms. Another door to the room opened and Helen, Stephen's mother, appeared, dressed in her silver robe.

"Well done, girls. Mother will reward you," said Stephen.

"Oh thank you, Master," responded Esther and Jean like excited children being promised candy. They turned to Helen and standing on each side of her they eased her robe from her and it floated to the floor, revealing her near flawless body. Helen eased herself into the bath and after they had stripped, Jean and Esther followed her.

Stephen left his mother and the girls to their pleasure and exited the room smiling.

***

That same night Stephen was lying in bed reading when Helen appeared in her sheer negligee. Although Stephen had a control over his mother he still allowed her a lot more freedom than anyone else. She turned to her son and smiled. "Stephen, we really shouldn't be doing this," she said.

"Nonsense, Mother. We love each other and besides, we have everything we could ever want. Why should we care what others think?" responded firmly.

Helen nodded and thought as she knelt on the bed. There was something in his logic. Her son had done more for her than she could have asked of any man. He had rescued her from the gutter and installed her in a fine palace. She had money and security. All Stephen demanded in return was sex and it was great sex, so why should she complain? She reasoned as she slid the negligee from her shoulders, revealing her breasts, lower body and smooth thighs. The other thing she was grateful for was that she knew she had a body any woman in her mid forties would kill for and it was all thanks to Stephen.




Stephen Lyons MD Ch. 04



As she knelt in front of her son she began to fondle her breasts, as she always did, and licked her lips lustfully. She knew by now it always aroused him and tonight was no exception as she spied Stephen's rock hard cock straining through his shorts. Helen had become quite the exhibitionist. She enjoyed teasing Stephen and she knew he enjoyed it also. It contributed enormously to their wonderful sex life.

Helen lowered herself and offered Stephen her breast which he gratefully accepted and began to suck it.

"Ooooh," sighed Helen as her son's tongue action excited her. Stephen switched to Helen's other breast with the same result. Then he turned his mother on her back before gently mounting her and kissing her passionately.

"Oooh," sighed Helen once again as Stephen worked his way down her neck and bare shoulder before coming to her breasts once again.

"Oh my God, Stephen. You're so wonderful," she moaned as he continued to lick and suck. Helen shuddered with excitement as he moved down her waist, gently kissing as he went. Her excitement continued to build when Stephen prised her smooth legs apart and she felt his tongue drill through her pussy lips and lash her clit.

"Aaah," Helen moaned softly as she felt Stephen's tongue beat against the wall of her clit.

There was a momentary pause when Helen felt Stephen withdraw his tongue and his cock been gently inserted and her son began to pump.

Helen's body reacted and it wasn't long before both mother and son settled into a mutually satisfying rhythm. As Stephen's pace picked up, so did Helen's.

"Oh my God," she cried once again. Soon she repeated with each of Stephen's strokes. This encouraged Stephen and by the time they reached the point of no return neither wanted this wonderful sensation to end. Eventually, however, nature won the day and they enjoyed a huge orgasm each, leaving them exhausted and gasping for air.

"Oh Stephen, you're such a wonderful lover," said Helen breathlessly as she rested her head on her son's bare chest.

Stephen kissed his mother's forehead. "Thank you, Mother. You're quite an incredible woman yourself," he replied with a smile.

Helen looked up with a satisfying smile at her son's compliment before resting on his chest again. After a short time Helen was fast asleep.

Stephen on the other hand remained awake. He couldn't help thinking about his encounter with Joe. It made him remember that his mother and himself had been ignored by his mother's family. His grandmother, Catherine, was the matriarch of the clan and it was at her command that the others had isolated Helen and himself. It was only with Stephen's success that Catherine had changed and only then it was to try and get her hands on his fortune. Although he had taken some revenge on her Stephen was not satisfied. He was determined to make them all pay. Satisfied that the nucleus of a plan had formulated in his head, Stephen settled down and eventually fell asleep, cradling Helen in his arms.



Stephen Lyons MD Ch. 05



The building of the new medical centre was gathering momentum. It was now almost certain it would be completed well ahead of schedule. The volume of work also necessitated a new assistant for Patricia. Stephen was only too happy hire Patricia's daughter, Liz, on a part time basis to work with her mother. This, in turn, gave Liz some financial freedom as student in the local college. There were other benefits too. Bill, Patricia's husband as well as their son, Danny were also hired to ferry elderly and infirm patients to the surgery. Another benefit for the Trent family was their sex life had really taken off thanks to Stephen's mental powers. 

Whatever inhibitions the family had before had long since vanished. Patricia was quite happy to have sex with either Danny or Liz. They quite often ended up in a threesome. Bill also enjoyed regular sex with Liz and regularly, he, Patricia and Liz would have no hesitation in sleeping together.

At the same time Doctors Anne Collier and Sarah Noland started work at the surgery. Both had been tormentors of Stephen while in medical college. Despite this, or because of it, Stephen welcomed them into the practice with his own agenda in mind. The affect of his programming of these two women was instantaneous. They were both happily married and heterosexual. However on the very first morning, as they met in the corridor collecting their files both women looked at each other and a crazed lesbian desire smouldered inside them both. Neither woman could understand it. They had always been attracted to men. They certainly had socialised in college but had never been attracted to each other sexually. As the day wore on both were tortured by this desire. "Obey and submit" echoed inside their minds. Finally, at lunch break, Anne could take it no more and burst her way into Sarah's office and locked the door. 

Instead of being shocked Sarah just stood up, pulled Anne towards her and kissed her passionately. This resulted in them stripping each other and indulging in wild passionate lesbian sex on the couch. 

It was to become a daily routine that they would stay for lunch and make love in each of their offices. When Stephen realised this he installed secret cameras to record them. Eventually, just as he hoped, the two "lovers" would leave their husbands and move in together, causing scandal in each family. Watching these recordings acted as a stimulant for Stephen as he made love to his mother Helen.

The encounter Stephen had with his alleged father drew his attention to the family that had rejected his mother and himself. That was, until Stephen had made a success of the practice. Helen's sixty-five year old mother, Catherine had visited Bonnington Hall under the guise of reconciliation, unaware of Stephen's mental abilities. It was through these powers that Stephen learned that his grandmother's real motive was to get her hands on his fortune. Instead he humiliated Catherine and her other daughter, Linda, Helen's sister. Stephen programmed their minds to visit every Friday they would perform menial tasks of sweeping and dusting. They would be quite often naked as they went about the hall. They were also compelled to indulge Stephen's and more especially, Helen's sexual fantasies. After which, both women were caned in the 'punishment room' by Jean and Esther, Stephen's maids and Helen's regular lesbian lovers.

Catherine Lyons was a prominent local councillor and pillar of the community. She was the matriarch of the Lyons clan. Her word was law, even with her husband, Leonard, a retired engineer. They had four children. Tom, the oldest, followed in his father's footsteps and was an engineer. He was married to Lucy, a primary school teacher. Richard was an accountant and was married to Sally, a solicitor. Linda was also a primary school teacher and married to Matt Marks, a barrister. Helen had been, as Stephen put it, "Exiled by the family" at Catherine's insistence. Stephen was determined to use his powers to humiliate and control them for his own ends. The perfect opportunity would arise when Helen's birthday came around.

***

The party for Helen was a grand affair. There was plenty of food and drink. Stephen had invited his grandmother and the rest of the family. There was a clear air of reconciliation there too. Jean and Esther as well as Doctors Anne Collier and Sarah Noland waited on them. 

Stephen, for his part, played the genial host. At the same time he used the opportunity and his mental powers to manipulate his uncles' wives, Lucy and Sally into setting up an appointment at his surgery for a "full physical examination" as he put it. It was the first time he had met them both and he found them very attractive. He also programmed Tom, Richard and Linda's husband Mark, to accept his bidding. As they were also staying the night Stephen also took the opportunity to implant certain commands inside Catherine, Linda and her daughters.

That same night as she sat at the dressing table in her bedroom Catherine heard a voice commanding her to stand up and leave the room. Her husband, Leonard, who was already in bed witnessed his wife leaving but was powerless to act or react. Something inside him made him accept it. 

Catherine, dressed in her nightdress, made her way along the corridor towards another room. She was joined on the way by her daughter Linda, also in her nightdress. 

They entered the bedroom to see Stephen on the bed wearing silk pyjamas. "Welcome, Catherine and Linda. You know what to do," he said with a smile.

Catherine and Linda faced each other. For a moment both women hesitated. They knew they were mother and daughter. Nonetheless, when they heard 'Obey and submit' repeating in their heads, they proceeded to strip each other until they were naked. They faced Stephen, who was now also naked as he lay on the bed. 

The sight of his grandmother's naked body gave Stephen a huge erection. Despite being sixty-five, to Stephen, she a proportioned woman. Her breasts were large and firm with no sign of sag. Her black wavy hair reflected the light in the room. She had also trimmed her pussy bush. Stephen smiled while he saw it. He guessed Catherine had not shaved in years.

Linda was also quite attractive as she stood naked before her nephew. Her golden hair was below her shoulders and like her mother; her legs were long and smooth. 

Suddenly obeying a mental command from Stephen, Catherine embraced her daughter and kissed her passionately on her moist red lips, Once again both women faced Stephen and obeying another mental prompt, climbed onto the bed and got on either side of him.

Stephen pushed his grandmother on her back and began to lick her right breast. This resulted in Catherine giving a slight moan. The moans became louder as Stephen's tongue began to make a circular movement at the base of her huge breasts. It was a decreasing movement that culminated in his arrival at her nipple.

"Oh my God!" she cried as Stephen licked and sucked.

"Oooh," moaned Catherine as her grandson dived down the deep crevice between her breasts, licking, sucking and nibbling as he went.

Catherine's pleasure continued as Stephen worked on her left breast. She shuddered with delight as Stephen began to make his way down her body and after arriving at her pussy; he prised her smooth legs apart and bore through her lips with his tongue.

Catherine, after with seemed an eternity of pleasure, could feel her love juices gather. There was a moment's pause as Stephen withdrew his tongue and immediately replaced it with h is hardened cock and began to pump. Stephen's movements, slow at first, accelerated with each stroke. Catherine's body also reacted to her grandson's plundering her pussy. Gradually they settled into a mutually satisfying rhythm that finally culminated in a huge orgasm for both, leaving gasping for air and exhausted.

Stephen finally looked down at Linda as she waited patiently. He patted his aunt gently on her head and smiled. Reacting from another mental command and moved between her mother's legs and began lick Catherine's soaking pussy.

At the same time Stephen positioned himself under Linda and began to devour her pussy also. Eventually both women enjoyed huge orgasms.

Stephen moved between Catherine and Linda and both women rested their heads on either side of him. Gradually all three fell asleep.

While Stephen was enjoying the pleasure of Catherine and Linda his mother Helen sat at her dresser while Jean and Esther dressed her for bed and expertly brushed her hair. She licked her lips in anticipation of another night of lesbian lust with her lovers.

"Master has a surprise for you tonight, Madam. A very special birthday gift," said Jean.

"What is it?" asked Helen anxiously.

Esther opened the door and Helen's sisters stood in their nightdresses before being motioned to enter.

"Enjoy, Madam," said Jean with a smile and the sisters left the room giggling.

Helen did not have to be told twice. She stood up and faced the two beautiful but bewildered women who, responded to the commands implanted by Stephen, moved forward and stood on either side of their sister. They each slid their nightdresses down to reveal their naked bodies. Both women stood five feet eight and their breasts, although not huge, were larger than Helen's medium breasts. Sally's auburn hair was a neat bush while Lucy's well dark and slightly below their shoulders. Like two female attendants they removed Helen's nightdress and as she stood naked before her sisters in law she gazed upon each woman approvingly as she admired their respective beauty.

Helen turned and planted a passionate kiss on Sally's lips. She did the same to Lucy before lying down on her bed and beckoning the two women to join her. 

Once again Helen held Sally's head and kissed her, repeating the same for Lucy. She lay down on her back and almost is if Helen had sent the command herself, Sally bowed her head and began to suck and lick Helen's right breast while Lucy took the left.

"Aaagh," sighed Helen several times as Sally and Lucy continued to devour her breasts. Her moaning continued as her sisters made their way down Helen's body, licking and sucking as they did so. Each touch produced a sigh or a moan. Helen's body also shuddered several times with sheer excitement and pleasure.

When they arrived at her lower body Lucy began to gently probe Helen's pussy with her finger. This made Helen sigh even more deeply. 

It was Sally who finally invaded Helen's pussy with her tongue.

"Oh my God!" cried Helen as her sister drilled through her pussy lips and began to lash her clit. Sally's rapid movement gradually led to a huge orgasm for Helen.

After taking a moment's rest Helen moved down the bed and after positioning herself between her sister's long smooth legs and this time it was Sally's turn to moan softly as she felt the pleasure of Helen's tongue inside her which eventually resulted in a wonderful orgasm. Finally, Helen went to work on Lucy and after her sister in law had orgasmed she rested between the two of them. Soon afterwards all three fell asleep huddled together peacefully. 

***

The following morning as they all gathered for breakfast, Catherine and her family could recall the events of the night before in their heads. They were disgusted but something prevented them from saying anything. Everybody was puzzled and confused. All they knew was that they had to accept it. They had no choice.

They other thing Catherine, Linda, Sally and Lucy could not understand was the urge or desire they had to visit Helen and Stephen and Helen at the mansion three times weekly starting the following Monday. 

***

Lucy wondered what was going on in her mind. She was very fit. She jogged several times a week and visited the gym every Saturday morning. She didn't need a check up and yet she felt compelled to visit her husband's nephew for a full exam. She felt somewhat relieved when she recognised Sally's car in the car park. At least she would not be alone.

"Good morning Mrs Lyons," greeted Patricia Trent, Stephen's secretary. "Perhaps you might like to fill out this form and take a seat in the waiting room?" concluded Patricia as she handed Lucy the piece of paper.

Lucy nodded and smiled she took the form and proceeded to the waiting room where she saw Sally sitting alone. She greeted her sister before sitting down and filling in the form. The form was an application to transfer Lucy's medical files to Stephen's practice. She didn't want to do it but again felt compelled to obey. Like Sally before her she handed it back to Patricia and waited to be called.

Sally was the first called by Stephen. She stood five feet ten with golden curled shoulder length hair. That morning she wore a green polo neck jumper, black jeans and brown knee high boots.

"Ah, Sally. Good to see you and welcome," greeted Stephen as he extended his hand.

A puzzled Sally took his hand and shook.

"This is Lydia, my nurse. She's here to assist us," said Stephen with a smile as he pointed to Jean and Esther's mother as she stood dressed in a uniform of blue beside her.

"Shall we get started?" said Stephen as he put on rubber gloves.

'The doctor must examine you, Sally. Undress for him' kept resounding in Sally's mind. Reluctantly, began to undress and was soon naked before this young man and this strange older woman. Another mental order came to mount the chair and place her feet in the stirrups below. 

Lydia knelt in front of Sally and stared at the young woman's trimmed pussy, licking her lips as she did so.

Stephen stood over Sally and gently touched her naked large firm breasts. As he rubbed her nipples Sally released an involuntary sigh. 

"Oooh," sighed Sally as she felt her pussy being probed by a dildo that Lydia had gently eased through the young woman's pussy lips. 

It was a wonderful sensation for Sally as she felt the buzzing dildo being gently moved around her pussy. There was a slight pause as the dildo was removed and Lydia inserted her finger to continue the probing sensation.

"Aaah," cried Sally as the older woman continued to work on her. 

Lydia withdrew her finger several times to suck Sally's juice. She would lick her lips and sigh as if it were nectar from the Gods.

"Oh yes, Master. I think Sally will do very nicely for what you have in mind," said Lydia slyly.

Sally could hear every word of what this woman had said. Although she was alarmed and wondered what she meant all she could she could hear in her mind was 'Obey and submit' repeatedly. This was especially true when Stephen continued to caress and then suck her breasts. Disgusted though she was Sally couldn't deny the unwanted pleasured as she sighed deeply in response.

"May I, Master?" Asked Lydia in a childlike fashion.

"Of course you may," responded Stephen with a smile.

If Sally was wondering what Lydia was talking about she soon got her answer as she felt her long smooth legs being gripped and Lydia's tongue drilling through her pussy lips and proceeding to lash her clit.

"Oh my God!" cried Sally several times as the older woman continued her tongue action.

"Aaagh," cried Sally as she finally orgasmed. 

After getting dressed Stephen gazed into Sally's eyes and implanted fresh instructions. Lucy's "examination was a carbon copy of Sally's included her fresh instructions.

***

It was Monday morning and Stephen was about to depart for the surgery when the doorbell rang. He opened the door and greeted about a dozen men and women dressed in work overalls and led them to the east side of the mansion. After a few moments they began to move equipment into the mansion and began to work in the designated area.

Helen, who had witnessed this, was puzzled. "Stephen, what's going on?" she asked her son.

"Well, Mother, I've decided to convert the east wing into a sort of 'Gentlemen's Club,' he replied.

"Gentlemen's club?" asked Helen in a puzzled voice.

"Nothing for you to worry about, Mother. All will be revealed, I promise. Must dash, see you later," answered Stephen as he kissed his mother's cheek and headed to his office.

That same day, Catherine, Linda, Lucy and Sally arrived for their visit to Helen as instructed by Stephen. Helen also noticed the arrival of two other women who made their way to the east wing. She didn't know it at the time but the new arrivals were Doctors Anne Collier and Sarah Noland.

Helen took no further notice and enjoyed the conversation with her mother, sister and Sister. She failed to notice that after two or so hours that Anne and Sarah left.

There was a knock on the living room door and Jean came in.

"Forgive me, Master. All is ready," she said with a smile.

"Excellent," responded Stephen and turned to Sally and Lucy. "Jean will give you a tour of the east wing," continued Stephen.

Both women got up and followed the young maid out of the room without a word.

Catherine and Helen just looked at each other in silence.

Lucy and Sally returned about an hour later and Catherine and Linda were next to leave the room.

Helen tried to ascertain from her sisters as to what they had been up to but something prevented her from doing so and she and her sisters in law just continued in idle chatter until Catherine and Linda returned.

This was to be a routine for several weeks until the new "Gentlemen's Club was finally opened and Helen realised exactly what her son was up to but was either unwilling or unable to protest.

***

On the night the "club" opened on the east wing of the mansion there were between forty and fifty men of all ages in attendance. All of them had one thing in common. They were all very wealthy.

The "club" was spacious with a well stocked bar and a stage. There was a drum roll and a man appeared dressed in a glitter jacket and pants holding a microphone. He introduced himself and promised his audience a most enjoyable night of erotic pleasure.

There were cheers of excitement from the male audience.

The MC explained that the girls tonight were here for the pleasure of their audience. It was also their first time performing and they really looked forward to pleasing them.

This drew an even louder cheer.

The MC then announced Sapphire and Opal.

The curtain drew back and Anne Collier and Sarah Noland stood before the cheering audience.

Anne was donned a doctor's white coat that hid what she underneath. Sarah was attired in a nurse's dress uniform.

Very sensual music began to play and both women began to swing their hips and sway to the music. Anne quickly removed her coat that revealed her white blouse and very short grey skirt.

Sarah very slowly lowered the front zipper of her dress. The men caught only a slight glimpse of her sexy lace bra and began to yell "More, more, more,"

Sarah smiled and continued to tease her patrons.

Anne meanwhile also slowly unbuttoned her blouse and teased the patrons with lacy bra with her breasts clearly trying to escape. She smiled teasingly as the wolf whistles and cat calls grew louder. As both women stripped they tossed their garments into the audience, much to their obvious pleasure.

Eventually Anne and Sarah were down to their underwear and received the biggest cheer of all when they removed it, revealing ornaments covering their nipples and only a skimpy thong that hid their slits but nothing else.

The audience were almost delirious with pleasure and cheered loudly as Anne and Sarah kissed passionately and rubbing their breasts together before bowing to their audience and disappearing behind the curtain, hand in hand.

Next, the MC introduced "Jasmine" and "Marigold" who turned out to be Stephen's Aunt Linda and Lucy, his Uncle Tom's wife.




Stephen Lyons MD Ch. 05



Linda was dressed in a blue jacket and matching skirt with her hair in a tight bun. She also donned round rimmed glasses. Lucy was sitting at a desk dressed in a girl's school uniform of red jumper, grey skirt, white ankle socks and black strap shoes. She also wore a round hat.

As the sensuous music sounded Lucy stood beside Linda and they both began to strip teasingly, much to the delight of their wolf whistling and cat calling audience. Linda released her hair from its bun and shook it loose before putting her glasses on the desk. Finally, they were naked but for a skimpy thong covering their vaginas.

Without saying a word, Linda turned to Lucy and pointed to a chair. Lucy bent over the chair without question. Linda took up a cane from the desk and smiled at her cheering audience before turning and spanking the young woman's buttocks five times. Then she knelt and licked each of Lucy's arse cheeks. Again there was an enormous cheer as they too kissed each other passionately before leaving the stage.

Finally, after a few moments while stage was been reset, the MC introduced Marian and Dee. That is Catherine and her daughter, Sally.

Catherine sat in a make shift dock, dressed in a grey business suit and skirt while Sally stood before her dressed in Court robes and wig as if asking her questions. The music started again and as if the music was hypnotic both women stood up and began to strip. The cheering and cat calls became louder as they peeled away their garments and tossed them to the audience.

Unlike the previous "performers" Catherine and Sally were bare breasted and each wore a garter belt and stockings. They gave each other a light kiss before leaving the stage.

If all six women thought they were finished they were to be disappointed. They were all gathered together and dressed white robes. Then they were led out in single file to a makeshift catwalk and made to stand in a single line facing the al male audience.

Anne Collier was nudged forward and her robe was removed revealing her beautiful naked form. She tried to move her arms to cover herself but a voice in side her repeated "Submit and obey." Anne could see she was being auctioned to the highest bidder and she was powerless to do anything about it. When the bidding stopped she was led away, dressed in a very short glitter dress and then led to the table where her new "owner" was sitting. After one drink with the man they left for a bedroom and Anne was compelled to satisfy his every sexual need, no matter how distasteful, before being forced to sleep with him. A similar fate awaited the remaining women. Even Catherine, despite her sixty-five years, still had a wonderful body and was also "purchased" and forced to sleep with a stranger.

With the exception of Anne and Sarah, all the husbands, including Leonard, Catherine's husband, were compelled to view their wives stripping and being auctioned on a monitor in another part of the mansion. They were even forced to watch their wives having sex and finally sleeping with these men before the returned home to await their wives' return the following day. They were disgusted and angry but like their wives, they were unable to protest.

For Stephen it had been a night of triumph. Not only had he achieved his ambition of humiliating the family that had disowned him and his mum, he had set in motion a system where they would use their bodies to help pay for the debt on the new medical centre. Stephen chuckled as he made his way up to his bedroom where he knew his mom would be waiting.

Helen was in her nightdress awaiting her son's arrival. She had made up her mind to tackle Stephen about his dealing with her family.

"Hi Mum," said Stephen as he entered the room and kissed his mother's cheek.

Somehow Stephen's arrival seemed to empty Helen's mind as to confronting him. Instead, she waited until he stripped down to his shorts and getting into bed. She allowed her nightdress to fall to the floor, displaying her nakedness before kneeling on the bed in front of her son and began to fondle her breasts.

It was a sight that always aroused Stephen. And Helen knew it. It always led to wonderful lovemaking between them.

"Aaah," moaned Helen softly. She smiled as she observed Stephen licking his lips. It was the signal for her to move forward and kiss her son.

Stephen grabbed his mother and gently pushed her on to her back before mounting her and kissing her moist lips.

"Oooh," sighed Helen as Stephen kissed her neck before moving down her bare shoulder, kissing as he did so.

Each kiss brought a moan from Helen. The wonderful tingling sensation made her shudder with pleasure.

"Oh my God, Stephen!" she cried as her son's tongue began to make a circular movement at the base of her left breast.

Stephen made a decreasing circular movement with his tongue that culminated at the summit of his mother's breast and the licking and sucking of her nipple. This amazing sensation continued when Stephen dived into the crevice between Helen's breasts and onto her right.

"Aaah," sighed Helen as Stephen licked and sucked her waist as he made his way down her lower body. Arriving at her pussy, his tongue gently forced its way through her lips and began to lash her clit.

Helen's moans became louder with each passing moment. 

Finally Stephen withdrew his tongue replacing it rapidly with his very hardened cock and proceeded to pump. His movement, slow at first, accelerated with each stroke.

Helen's hands ceased his bare hips and held him tightly as if steering him. Soon after her body began to react and they gradually settled into a mutually satisfying rhythm. This eventually led to a very satisfying orgasm for both. For Helen it was one of her biggest and most satisfying.

"Thank you, sweetheart. Thank you," she said as she kissed her son before huddling up to him. A short while later she fell asleep.

Stephen remained awake a little while longer. He had dealt with his family now his next target were fellow students who were now doctors who had mocked and isolated him. The opening of the new medical would provide the opportunity to put his plan into operation. 

Stephen sighed with pleasure before gently holding his mother and kissing her before he too fell asleep.