The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Where were we going?

I had no idea. I tried not to think about it. We were away from Rodriguez and safe for the moment.

Suddenly the curtain pulled aside and a large handgun with a big silencer was inches from my face.

“Who the hell are you?!” said the woman on the safe end of the gun.

“Uh, sorry,” I ventured “we were just hiding from someone. We didn’t know the plane was going to take off.”

“Shit!” she exclaimed. “Terry, you’ll never believe it! We’ve got stowaways!”

I could have enslaved her right then but three things held me back. First, the man in the cockpit would complicate things. I could maybe control him a little but I didn’t know how long I could keep it up, and we needed him as a pilot. This could be a long flight.

Second, I just didn’t need any more slaves. I mean, sure there were a few like Elena and it would be nice to find them all and make them happy. But most women were happy with their lives and what right did I have to interfere? I’d been having these kinds of thoughts intermittently ever since I learned of my ability and I still had bouts of conscience from time to time.

My third reason, and if I’m being honest, the most important, was the gun pointing at my nose. I didn’t want to do anything that might cause it to go off.

“What do you want to do?” The voice from the cockpit was another woman. So it was Teri, not Terry. Well that was one argument out of the way.

“I’d like to slow the plane down and dump ‘em in the ocean, but that’s not safe. I’m just going to tie them up, then we can figure out what to do with them.”

I tuned in to her thoughts. I’ll probably have to shoot them and dump their bodies on the island.

So much for the other argument. This woman needed to be enslaved for my own safety, her happiness seemed to pale in comparison.

“Ok. The only reason I haven’t already shot you is I don’t want blood spattered all over the inside of my plane. But if you hesitate even a little to do everything I say I’ll just have to hire a maid service. Understood?”

From the cockpit “Do you need help Lynn?”

Lynn, looked me over. “No I don’t think so. Just fly the plane, I’ll take out the garbage.”

The gun never wavered. I was just waiting for it to move away from my face before I enslaved her, I didn’t think she would pull the trigger as she went into a trance but it would be better to not take the chance.

“You two,” she said, pointing to the sisters with her free hand. “Get up very slowly. You, shorty, open that compartment behind you. No the other one. Right. Take out a couple of those plastic ties.”

Rosa did what she asked.

“Now you stretch,” she pointed at Elena. “put your hands behind your back.”

Elena looked to me. “Master?”

“Do what she says.” I said.

“Master?” asked Lynn. “What is this, some kind of kinky S & M threesome.” she laughed but the barrel of the gun didn’t even shake.

“Tie her hands.” she said to Rosa.

Rosa wrapped a tie around Elena’s wrists and pulled it tight.

Elena was crying.

“Good. Now turn around stretch.”

Elena turned around and Lynn pulled the tie a few notches tighter. The gun was steady.

Damn she’s good with that gun! I thought. It’s like it’s part of her arm.

“Now you lover boy. Turn around and put your hands behind your back.”

I did and Rosa tied my wrists. Lynn pulled it tighter.

“Ok. You two stay where you are.” Referring to Elena and I. “Shorty, grab another tie and follow me out to the aisle.”

Rosa did. They were half way to the cockpit before Lynn felt safe enough to tell Rosa “Now give me the tie, turn around and kneel with your hands behind your back.”

Rosa did as instructed and only then did Lynn slide the pistol into a shoulder holster.

That was my cue. I focused and released. Her face went slack.

You are now my loyal slave Lynn. If you ever hear me say the phrase ‘my covert kitten’ you will return to this trance state. Now wake up, finish tying Rosa’s hands and go tell Teri she needs to see this while you watch the controls.

As she came back to herself she looked up at me and nodded, pulled the tie tight on Rosa’s wrists and walked to the cockpit.

I could barely hear her from here.

“Ter, you’ve got to see this. It’s some kind of three-way S & M club. I’ll take the controls.”

Teri stood and came down the aisle.

While Lynn had been a tall shapely blond in a white skirt and sandals, Teri was a slim brunette, about medium height, wearing jeans and a black Led Zeppelin tee shirt. She too had a shoulder holster with an automatic pistol in it.

I listened in on her thoughts. Shit on a stick! How did we ever get stowaways? He looks American, I think the girls might be Mexican though. Probably nice people. It doesn’t matter, can’t let ‘em live. I wonder what Lynn has in mind. Safest thing would be to strangle ‘em now and dump the bodies on the island.

These women were both ruthless bitches.

I focused on Teri and enslaved her. Went through the same routine, telling her she was my slave and giving her a trigger phrase. Although I was beginning to doubt if that was necessary.

“Now go back to the controls Teri and send Lynn back to untie us.”

She did and Lynn came down the aisle took out a swiss army knife and sliced the plastic ties on Rosa’s wrists. Next she stepped up behind me and cut my bindings. “I’m sorry I treated you so badly Master.”

“It’s ok Lynn that was the old you.”

Then she went to the sniffling Elena and cut her loose. Folding the knife and put it in her pocket.

Elena turned around and slapped Lynn hard. “Puta!”

Lynn seemed unfazed. Her hand shot out and she grabbed Elena by the throat closing off her windpipe. Elena’s face turned red and then darker red as she clawed at the other woman’s hand.

“Stop it! Both of you.”

Lynn released her hold on the younger girl and Elena slumped to her knees gasping for breath and crying.

“Back off Lynn. Elena, are you alright?”

She nodded, struggling to her feet, her eyes full of hate for the big blond.

“Elena, if you want to be my true slave you don’t hold grudges against your fellow slaves and you don’t ever harm them. Understood.”

She got a startled look on her face and everything must have finally fallen into place. She nodded. “I’m sorry Master!” she burst into tears. “I was so scared!”

Holding out my arms I said “Come here.”

She came into my arms and wrapped hers around me, sobbing.

“It’s ok now baby. Nobody here is going to hurt you. I won’t let them.” I patted and rubbed her back then kissed her forehead. She cried into my chest for a couple of minutes before regaining control of herself.

“Thank you Master. I’m ok now.” she said backing away and sniffling. For the first time I saw something like devotion on her face. In fact, it was from that moment that I saw a significant change in Elena. She started seeing me as her master, not just saying the word but meaning it.

“Good. Now Lynn, who are you and where are we going?”

“Teri and I are assassins.” She replied as matter of factly as if she had said they were housewives. In fact she gave her head a little tilt and smiled as she said it, like it was a great accomplishment she was very proud of. “We’re on our way to one of our hideouts. It’s an atoll just west of Hawaii. It used to be a military base but it’s abandoned now. It has an airstrip we can use.”

“What were you doing in Mazatlan?”

“We had a job. One drug lord wanted to get rid of a rival. We took care of it for him.

“Our next job is in Japan. We were going to refuel in Hawaii and spend the weekend in Tokyo. Actually, after we cross the international date line it’ll be Sunday in Japan.”

“What happens if you don’t do the next job?”

“Then we become targets. Not a good idea, we’re good but there are others out there just as good, they would eventually get us.”

“I see. Any other jobs after that one?”

“No. We would normally lay low for a few weeks anyway before taking another job.”

“Ok then. After this next job, and I don’t want to know who it is, no more assassin jobs. You’ll come to work for me as my body guards.”

“Yes Master.”

“Good. By the way, what’s your relationship with Teri?”

“We’ve been lovers, but I don’t feel that attraction now.”

“No? What do you feel now?”

“I only want to be with you Master.”

“Me too.” Came from the cockpit.

“I see. Ok. Do you have any food aboard? I think we’re all pretty hungry.”

“Yes Master. Please make yourself comfortable and I will serve you.” said the deadly blond assassin.

During lunch Elena hovered near me and made sure I was taken care of. Afterward she sat on the floor at my feet and rested her head on my leg.

“So Lynn, come tell me how you and Teri got into the assassin business.”

She sat across from me. “Well Master, it started when we got out of the army. I had been a sniper and Teri was the highest scoring woman in Ranger trials. But we weren’t allowed to go any farther or see any serious action because we’re women. That’s not an official Army policy but the local commander had some very conservative ideas where women were concerned.

“Once we were out neither of us were qualified for the kind of jobs that were available.

“Then someone Teri knew said he had a friend that needed a favor and that we might be able to help. Turned out he wanted some gang members knocked off. They were harassing his family including making unwelcome advances to his thirteen year old daughter.

“We were desperate for money and he was willing to pay a hundred thousand for three hits. We couldn’t say no.

“That led to another job, then another, and we suddenly had a reputation in certain circles. They call us the Death Angels. We learned how to advertise by talking to the right people, and how to avoid talking to the wrong people. Also how to receive assignments and payment without attracting the attention of the authorities. We always use a go-between so we never know who actually hired us. We’ve been at it for three years now and we get calls from all over the world.”

“And apparently you’re doing very well.” I said motioning to the rest of the private jet.

“Yes Master. We found out we did that first job too cheap. We don’t do anything for less than a million now. And when the job is more risky we ask for a lot more. We bought the jet last year, it makes it a lot easier to travel without leaving much of a trail.”

“What about your families, do you visit them?”

“Teri’s an orphan, raised in an orphanage. My dad split when I was little and my mom died while I was in the army. No siblings, just a few cousins who I don’t really know.”

About that time the engines eased off and the nose of the plane tilted down slightly, Elena started and her hand tightened on my calf.

I put my hand on her head and stroked her hair. “It’s ok baby, we must be getting near our destination.”

“Too soon.” Lynn said shaking her head. “I’ll check with Teri. She probably needs a break anyway.”

Lynn made her way to the cockpit.

Teri came back after a few minutes. “Sorry if I startled anyone. There was a passenger jet a few miles out and I decided to lose some altitude to make sure we keep our distance. I need to use the bathroom. Then I’ll eat if that’s ok Master.”

“Yes of course. Please do all the things you normally do. I’ll let you know if I see anything that needs to change.”

I turned to Rosa. “So if you two were raised in that little village how did you get your education?”

“My brother brought tutors for us. Every few months new tutors would arrive. He also bought musical instruments for us to practice on and computers, which we learned to configure and program. He also got us access to the internet. We both became addicted and even learned to hack into other systems.”

“But he never let you leave the village?”

“Well we could visit other villages nearby and we had been to Mazatlan and Los Mochis a couple of times but only while supervised and we’ve been no place else.”

“So this flying is new for both of you.”

“Yes. It’s wonderful. When we were taking off I was intoxicated with the feel of the power of the engines.”

“What about you Elena?”

“I was frightened.”

“Are you still frightened?”

“A little. But you are here Master and I know you won’t let anything bad happen to me.”

That seemed to be the key to her devotion and loyalty. Protect her from harm.

“Yes, I’m here baby. You don’t need to worry.” I stroked her head again.

She snuggled into my legs and wrapped her arms around them. “Thank you Master.”

I decided I’d better tell Casey what was going on.

Casey. I am not going to make it to Los Mochis. I got away but I’m on a plane headed for Hawaii and then Japan. But I’m ok. Go back home. I’ll be there as soon as I can, probably early next week.

Thank God my Master is safe. I’ll tell the others we can go home now.

Three and a half hours later we touched down on a very tiny Pacific atoll.

There was nothing but the runway, a few ramshackle buildings, a very few palm trees along with some other island plants and lots of sand.

After landing, Teri taxied the plane to the north end and came to a stop.

Lynn opened the door and lowered the ladder. “I love this place.” she said. “It’s so quiet and calm. Listen to the sound of those waves.”

I had to admit it was a very soothing sound, but I wouldn’t call it quiet.

We all piled out of the plane. Teri was the last and she passed a large bundle down to Lynn before she got out and closed the door.

“Gotta keep the sand out of the plane.” She said, explaining why the door needed to stay closed.

Lynn picked up the bundle and headed for a flat grassy spot between the runway and a beautiful blue lagoon. There was a fire pit off to one side with an iron grill over it.

Unfolding the bundle she started setting up a very large tent. Teri pitched in to help and they had it set up and tied down in just a few minutes.

Lynn pulled a zipper down to open the front entry to the tent. “There you go Master. It’s not home but it’s a nice quiet place out of the weather.”

“Thank you Lynn. But what about the rest of you?”

“Oh. Well if it’s ok with you we’ll sleep here too.”

“That would be fine. We’ll be one big happy family.”

“But right now,” Teri chimed in “we’re going swimming!”

As evidence that she really meant ‘right now’ she started unbuttoning her pants.

“That sounds great but I don’t have any swim trunks.”

“That’s ok. We don’t use swim suits either.” Teri pulled down her pants and pulled her shirt over her head to reveal her naked body. Lynn was only a few seconds behind her.

“Last one in’s a rotten egg!” Lynn yelled.

And they ran down to the lagoon.

“Well, when in Rome...”

I started shedding articles of clothing. “Are you girls going to join us?”

Rosa seemed to come to a decision. “I will.”

Elena hesitated.

I reached out and touched her cheek. “Something wrong baby?”

“I have never been naked in front of a man, or even other women for that matter.”

“Well, you don’t have to swim if you don’t want to. You can wait here or come down and watch us.”

“Thank you Master. I think I’ll watch for a while.”

Rosa and I finished disrobing and ran for the water laughing all the way. Her breasts bounced like Jello as she ran.

The lagoon was about a ten thousand square foot oval with a small opening to the sea at the far end.

At first I had a raging hardon, swimming with so many naked women. Then as I started paying more attention to the swimming and less to the women it started to subside. After about ten minutes I looked up to see Elena up to her neck in the water.

I swam over to her. “I see you decided to join us after all.”

“Yes Master, it looks like so much fun.”

“Good. So have some fun.” I splashed water in her face.

She sputtered and wiped her eyes. “Oh, you’re going to get it for that.” She said playfully.

“Gotta catch me first.” I replied and disappeared below the surface.

Swimming a few feet away I popped up again and couldn’t see Elena anywhere. Suddenly I was pulled under and I thrashed to get back to the surface. Elena came up beside me.

“Alright, you got me. Hey you’re a good swimmer!”

“We had a pool at our house in the village. José had it built.”

“Come on, let’s join the others.”

We swam around the lagoon for the better part of an hour, exploring coral outcroppings where colorful fish darted in and out of jagged openings.

I had just surfaced after checking out a particularly interesting fish when Lynn swam up to me and grabbed my cock.

“Master, I want you so bad.”

“Ok.” I said “But not in the water, you’ll drown.”

“Why would I drown?”

“Because you’ll pass out.”

“I never pass out.”

“You will with me.”

“Really? Why is that?”

“I don’t know. It just is.”

“Can you show me.” She said with a smile.

“Ok. Let’s go back to the tent.”

We made our way back to the tent, not even bothering to stop for our clothes. Lynn walked in front of me with her bare ass swaying and I had a serious erection by the time we were inside the tent.

As soon as the tent flap closed she turned and kissed me. It was a long passionate kiss and if I wasn’t hard enough before I was Ironman now.

I cupped her breasts and caressed her nipples. She moaned into my mouth.

“Mmmm. That’s good.” she said disengaging her lips. “Almost as good as when Teri does it.”

“Almost?”

“Teri’s very good.”

I was determined not to come in second to Teri. Lynn, when I touch your breasts you will become very aroused, as if I was stroking your clit.

She suddenly gasped. “Oh god! What did you do? Oh sweet Jesus!”

“Still only almost as good as Teri?”

“Forget Teri! Oh shit! Oh how are you doing that?”

I leaned down, took her right breast into my mouth and massaged her nipple with my tongue.

“Oooohhhhhh.” It came out almost as a whine. “Yes Master, suck your slaves titties! Oooohhhh that’s so goooood.”

I switched to the other tit and did the same. She continued her running commentary on how good it was.

The other girls came in just then.

I pulled away from my work but I continued fondling those beautiful orbs with my hands.“Welcome to the party, come on in. Except you Elena, you wait outside.”

“Mmmmmm.” Lynn moaned.

Elena looked hurt, disappointed and angry.

“Remember,” I said “I decide when.”

I could see her entire body language change when she caved and accepted that it was only right that I, her Master tell her what to do.

“Yes Master.”

It may have seemed a little mean but I wanted her to get a taste of what it could mean to be a slave. Truth be told I was half trying to shock her out of it, but she only seemed to sink deeper into the slave persona.

I looked around the tent and there wasn’t anything soft to lie on. “Teri. Are there any blankets or pillows on the plane we can use in here?”

“Yes Master. I’ll fetch them. Can I take Rosa to help me carry them?”

“Sure.”

Lynn was dry humping the air now as her arousal was reaching that animal instinct stage.

“Master... I’ve never... felt so... turned on.”

I smiled. “You ain’t seen nothin’ yet.”

I spun her around and cupped her tits in my hands again, continuing to stroke, roll and pinch her large nipples.

I got her to spread her legs and bend a little arching her back to present her pussy to me in its full glory. It was dripping wet.

“Are you ready for the full Sam Williams experience?”

She nodded her head vigorously unable to form words for the sheer pleasure she was feeling. I lined up my rod with her wet tunnel and slammed it in.

She screamed. “Eeeeeeeeeeeeiiiiiiiiiiiiiii.” Her body stiffened, her hands were on top of mine on her breasts. I could feel the rippling of her pussy muscles on my cock. Then she started to shake and convulse until she slumped to the floor unconscious.

I eased her to the floor of the tent so she wouldn’t hurt herself.

I need another woman. I thought about ordering Elena back into the tent but just then Teri and Rosa came in carry several bundles if material.

They glanced to where Lynn lay unconscious and then both looked at my glistening hardon.

“Rosa, I need you now. Teri you get those things ready.”

Rosa came to me and dropped to her knees. In one fluid movement she had my penis in her mouth and buried her nose in my pubic hairs. She moaned into my hardon, which I didn’t think was possible considering how deeply in her throat she had me. She cared for my needs in this way for a few minutes, pulling away to breath periodically.

“Ok, stand up.” I led her to the stack of pillows on a blanket that Teri had spread out. “On your hands and feet.”

She complied, just like the night before, butt raised to just the right height, arms bracing her in front and legs straight out to the sides.

Rosa, there are no longer any restrictions on your orgasms, do whatever comes naturally.

I kneeled and slipped my sword into her sheath.

“Oooooohhhhhhhhhhh.” she screamed gutterally. “Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, nnnnnnnnggggggggghhhhhhhhh!.” Then she collapsed.

I hadn’t come yet and turned to see Teri staring at me.

“Something wrong Teri?”

“No Master. It’s just that I’ve never been with a man and I always heard they couldn’t last long.”

I smiled. “Well I guess I’m the exception to that rule. Come on, you’re next.”

Teri was whipcord thin, but there was muscle in that thin frame, you could see the tautness when she flexed her arms. She was like a greyhound, built for speed and endurance. Her tits were small in keeping with the rest of her but they were pert and her nipples were already jutting out to meet me.

I lay down on my back with a pillow behind my head and motioned her to straddle my torso.

She clumsily used her hand to line up my cock with her pussy.

“Not yet.” I said. “Let me taste your titties first.”

Teri, when my mouth is on your tits your arousal will constantly increase, just as if I was turning up the volume on a sound system.

She leaned down to allow me to reach her breasts with my mouth. I kissed them, pressed my tongue into them and suckled them.

At first she didn’t respond much but it wasn’t long before she was moaning with pleasure. I continued like this until she started moving her pelvis against my stomach and I deemed it was time.

“Alright. Now it’s time.” Teri, you will not lose consciousness until I come inside you.

I got her to scoot back and again she clutched my cock to guide it to its home. As it slid in her body shook and her eyes flew wide open then slammed shut.

“Nnnnngggggaaaaahhhhh!”

She panted. “What... was that?”

“What did it feel like?”

“I came, hard. But... just when it was... getting intense... it faded.”

“Right. I programmed you so your orgasm wouldn’t make you pass out before I’m finished.”

“How?”

“I don’t really know, it’s just one of the things I do.”

She started rocking back and forth on my cock. “Mmmmm, that’s so good.”

She raised up until I was just barely inside her and then slid back down.

“Oooohhhhhhggggggghhhhhh... oh that’s... good.”

She did it again. “Oooohhhhh... good.”

Again. “Aaaahhhhhh... oh.”

Each time she did it I felt her insides clamping down on me and massaging my member.

She was panting with deep breaths. “Want... more...”

She stroked me again. “Oooohhhhhhhgggoddd!”

She started to cry. Tears streaked her cheeks.

Another stroke. “Mmmmmnnnnnngggggghhhh.” sniff.

“Why are you crying?”

“Happy.” She managed to get out between pants. “Never... felt... so... happy.”

She continued to stroke me until she couldn’t talk any more.

“Ok, turn around now.”

She turned so that her back was to me and slid back down on my rod with another orgasm.

Teri. No more orgasms until I come. Now fuck me good.

She leaned forward and started moving her butt up and down in short insistent strokes. I couldn’t take much of that, I was ready to go anyway, and I felt my own orgasm well up from deep in my balls.

She continued pumping for a few seconds and then her final orgasm started and she clamped down while her inside muscles rippled and spasmed. She screamed a guttural army ranger type of scream and then she was out.

After a few minutes I rolled her off of me and went outside to retrieve my clothes. The sun was high in the afternoon sky.

Elena was sitting cross-legged outside the tent, still naked from her swim, softly crying. I couldn’t help but feel sorry for her. I cursed myself. I kept vacillating between trying to shock her to her senses and trying to comfort her. But I couldn’t let her just sit there crying.

“What’s the matter baby?”

She just shook her head and choked back a sob.

I listened in. Why doesn’t he like me? Am I too ugly? If he hates me he’ll never let me be his slave. I wish I could just disappear.

I felt her anguish. She was young. She had a lot of emotions playing havoc with her body and her mind, and she was away from her family and friends, and might not see them for a long time if ever again. She needed reassurance.

I sat down beside her and wrapped my arms around her shoulders. She resisted at first and then she turned and cried into my bare shoulder.

“Listen to me Elena. You are a beautiful, gracious, lively, sexy young woman and I am very attracted to you. We made a deal, for twenty four hours, remember? You would be my trial slave to see if you really like it. Part of being a slave is accepting your master’s will. You will not always get things the way you want them and you will not always understand why, just like now. Are you sure this is what you want?”

She sniffed and looked up at me. “Do you really think I’m beautiful?”

“Of course. You’re gorgeous, and it’s all I can do to resist taking you to my bed right now. But I have my reasons and I’m not telling yet what they are. You know, being a slave means you accept your master’s will without reservation, you don’t get to feel sorry for yourself because he chooses another slave over you, in fact you don’t think of yourself at all anymore if your master has needs. So I repeat the question, Are you sure that’s what you want?”

“Yes Master. More than anything.”

I sighed. “Ok. You’ve still got a few more hours to change your mind, so think about what I said.”

“I will, but I won’t.” was her enigmatic reply. I understood her meaning.

I got up and walked to where I had left my clothes. “Put your clothes on Elena.”

She got up and started dressing. “Where are we going?”

“To sleep. I want you to come and snuggle with me, but I don’t want the temptation of being naked with you beside me naked. I don’t think I could resist that.”

The real reason I wanted her to come lay down with me is because I didn’t want to leave her alone in her current frame of mind. See? I just kept swinging like a pendulum where Elena was concerned. There was something about her that baffled me, well, there were a lot of things that baffled me, but there was something especially appealing about her. I wanted her, and yet I didn’t want her to become a slave, it just seemed unnecessary. I was hopelessly at a loss to understand my own feelings on the matter, much less understand her.

We went back into the tent and lay down on the blankets and pillows. I was really tired. A long night, a long swim, a lot of sex, that should have been enough to make anyone sleep. Elena laid her head on my shoulder and put an arm across my chest and it wasn’t long before I dozed off.

When I woke up it was dark outside but there was a strange orange light dancing up and down the outside of the tent.

I rubbed the sleep from my eyes and sat up. There was a fire outside. The smell of cooking meat was nirvana. No one else was in the tent.

I stepped outside to find the women gathered around the fire, each busy with some chore or other, wrapping potatoes in aluminum foil, turning the steaks on the grill, mixing lemonade or setting up a folding table and folding chairs.

Rosa was the first to spot me. “Master!” She dropped her work and rushed me. Hugging me hard. “Thank you so much. It was wonderful.

What surprised me though was that those two hardened killers were right behind her, squealing like teenagers presented with their favorite teen idol. They engulfed me in hugs and kisses.

“Ok, ok. What brought that on?”

“You did.” said Lynn. “What you did today was... a miracle,... a phenomenon,... impossible. I’ve never had an experience like that.”

“You should get out more.” I quipped. “Sorry Teri, no offense intended.”

“None taken. I got a lot longer ride than Lynn, and I can tell you, and I have been telling them, that I wish I’d tried men a long time ago if that’s what they’re all like.”

“And I’ve been trying to tell her they’re not. It’s just you Master, you’re special, and I’ll love you and serve you as long as I live.”

“Me too.”

“Me too.”

All three went to their knees.

Elena was watching from near the fire and when she saw the rest on their knees she too knelt.

“Alright, alright.” I protested. “I don’t want to be worshiped. Get back to what you were doing, all of you. And don’t burn my steak.” I laughed.

They all jumped up and ran back to the fire to check on the food.

There were only two of those folding canvas camp chairs but they were both empty so I took one. The moon was nearly full and it was well into the night sky. I checked my watch, ten o’clock.

Elena came to where I was sitting with a mixed drink, a margarita no less, with ICE!

“Wow. Thanks Elena, margarita’s my favorite. And where in the world did you get ice?”

“There is a freezer on the plane.” she said. “I’m glad you are pleased Master.”

“I am.”

She went back to the fire and in a few minutes brought a plate of food to me. She knelt before me and held the plate out to me with her head bowed. I was about to tell her that that was taking things a little too far but I thought better of it. She seemed to still be in that fragile place so I figured I could just go with the flow for now.

“Thank you slave. Now I want you and your fellow slaves to eat.”

“Yes Master.” She arose and went back to the fire saying something to the others.

Dinner was wonderful. A great rib eye, a baked potato, some green onions and green beans.

Someone had put a tarpaulin on the ground which the table sat on and that’s where the girls sat. Even though there was another chair they all sat on the ground to eat. As we ate we talked about various subjects until Teri brought the conversation back to me.

“Master, how do you do it?”

“Do what?”

“Everything you do; the sex, making us slaves, commanding us without speaking, everything.”

“Oh that. Well the ‘making you slaves’ part is just something that’s part of me. I don’t really understand where it came from except that I apparently inherited it from my grandfather. The sex, well when I started finding out I could do these things I learned that my slaves would have immediate and devastating orgasms as soon as they felt me inside them, they would just shake and jerk for a minute and then pass out. So I learned to command them to not pass out. I don’t remember how I first learned I could do that without speaking, but that’s just part of what I am too. Hard to explain.”

“Do you have a lot of slaves?” this from Lynn.

“Yes quite a few. Less than two hundred. Most of them lead normal lives. I have four living with me at home.”

At that point I had a vivid memory of Julie and Kristen. I hadn’t thought of them for a couple of days and I felt guilty. I felt like I had let Julie down. I couldn’t let myself forget, I still had to find her killer.

Of all people, Elena noticed the change in my demeanor and came to me. “Master, are you all right?”

“Yes. Sorry.” I said, regaining control. “I recently lost two slaves. No, one slave and my love. They were murdered. I’ve been trying to find out who did it. But I guess I’m on the sidelines until I get back home.”

“I’m sorry Master.” Elena tried to comfort me. “Your love; she wasn’t your slave?”

“No. She was bound to me, but in a different way. But she wasn’t a slave.”

“You loved her very much.” It was a statement not a question.

“Yes, I did.”

She sat by my legs and placed her head on my lap. “I love you Master. I love you very much.”

That surprised me. “Elena, we’ve just met.”

“Yes I know, but I love you anyway. I can’t explain it.”

I figured it was the infatuation of a teenage girl with the only man she’d known outside her little village who wasn’t working for her brother.

I decided to not fight it. “Thank you Elena. That actually means a lot since you’re not under my control yet.” I stroked her hair and she sighed.

It was time to finally decide about Elena.

“Lynn. On the plane, that back compartment with the two couches, can that be made into a bed?”

“Yes Master it can.”

“Would you get it ready for me please.”

“Yes Master.” She got up and went to the plane.

“So Teri, when do we leave for Japan.”

“Tomorrow, first thing in the morning. We’ll fly to Honolulu first to refuel and then on to Tokyo.”

I nodded in understanding and acceptance of the plan.

“You know, I just remembered I don’t have my passport. I guess I’m going to have to stay on the plane. Too bad, I was looking forward to seeing Tokyo.”

“Oh don’t worry about that. We have everything we need for making passports on the plane. Lynn can make one up for you tomorrow.”

“Really? Well I guess that makes sense with what you two have been doing.”

“Yes. We never use the same identity twice. Harder to trace us that way. We even have different transponders for the plane to confuse the trail.”

“But aren’t passports computer coded now?”

“Yes. We bought a list a couple of years ago, had to pay through the nose for it but it was worth it. Now we have all the computer codes and can use any passport we want.”

Just then Lynn came back. “The bed is ready Master.”

“Thank you Lynn. You three sleep in the tent tonight, I’ll be in the plane. I’m not sure where Elena’s going to end up, but for now, Elena, come with me.”

I got up and headed for the plane. Elena plodded behind me.

Once inside I closed the door then sat in one of the chairs. Only a couple of dim lights glowed in the compartment.

“Well Elena, it’s your moment of truth. Will you be my slave or not?”

She was silent.

“Do you still want to be my slave?”

“Yes Master, more than ever.”

“Alright, there is just one thing I want you to do and then if you still want it, you can be my true slave.”

She waited.

“You know that your brother is going to try to kill me the first chance he gets don’t you?”

She nodded.

“Well, I want you to go back home. You can tell him I kidnapped you at gunpoint but that you escaped. Make up whatever story you think he’ll believe.

“But once he’s relaxed and let’s down his guard I want you to kill him.”

She gasped. “I... I can’t.”

“If you want to be my slave you will.”

She shook her head. “I cannot kill my own brother.”

“Then you do not wish to be my slave?”

I could see the anguish on her face. I didn’t need to read her thoughts.

“How can you ask this of me? I... I need to be your slave but this... this is too much. I cannot.”

She broke down and sobbed heavily. I gave her a minute to let the misery and disappointment sink thoroughly into her heart and soul.

“Elena, listen to me.”

She looked up at me.

“I’m glad you said no. It’s not true, I don’t really want you to kill your brother. I would never ask you to do something like that. But I wanted you to know that as a slave you may be asked to do things you do not like, but you won’t have a choice, you’ll have to obey. If I make you my slave and order you to kill your brother you will do it, even if it breaks your heart.”

She wiped her eyes. “I... knew you... couldn’t mean it.”

“The point is Elena, do you really want to give up your free will, your ability to decide what is right and wrong, to decide what you will do and what you will not do? Do you really want to be my slave?”

“Yes. Please.”

I was flabbergasted. I thought I had finally gotten through to her.

“How can you, after what I just put you through?”

“I trust you Master.”

It was that simple. She trusted me. If anything I had just reinforced that trust by telling her I would never ask her to do anything so horrible. Caught in my own trap.

She knelt beside me. “If it was someone truly evil I would say no. But you are good, you will protect me, you will love me.”

I put my hand on her cheek and brushed a few stray strands of hair back. “Ok baby. I guess you pass the test. I’ll make you my slave.”

She jumped up and hugged me. “Thank you Master. Thank you, thank you, thank you.”

Then she sat back on her haunches and calmed herself.

“Ok. I’m ready.” she said, closing her eyes.

“Not so fast.”

Her eyes sprung open and she clearly showed her disappointment.

I chuckled. “Don’t worry baby, I’ll keep my promise. But first I want to make love to you. I want your first time to be as a free woman, you’ll have many opportunities afterward to be used as a slave.”

She nodded “Yes Master.”

“One more thing. Just for a while, just until I make you my slave, can you call me Sam.”

“Yes..., Ok Sam.”

“Good. Now come on.”

I led her to the bed. It was lumpy but soft. At the edge of the bed I turned to her and kissed her. We kept kissing and running our hands up and down each other’s body. I ran my hands up underneath her blouse and cupped her breasts and kissed her again. She made little ‘mmmm’ noises while we kissed.

Then I pulled the blouse up over her head to expose her bare breasts. Leaning down I took one into my mouth and suckled and teased her nipple. Her noises got a little louder.

“Oh M... Sam. Me gusta tanto.” she breathed.

Unbuttoning her jeans, I pushed them down along with her underwear and she stepped out of them.

Then I started undressing myself. She helped and very quickly I was standing before my naked companion in the same naked state.

I led her into the bed and laid her down.

“Baby, this may hurt a little, but I’ll try to make it as good as possible.”

She nodded gazing up at me with those beautiful green eyes. “Thank you... Sam. I love you.”

“And I love you.” Elena, my touch arouses you sexually, my kiss lights a fire in your soul, my mouth on your breast drives you to the edge of ecstasy. You will not lose consciousness until I tell you to come.

I kissed her and then returned my attention to those perky young titties. She moaned more loudly than before.

As I continued to suckle her breasts I also positioned my hard rod at the entrance of her love channel, bringing the head into contact with her clit. She flexed her pelvis to increase that contact and moaned more loudly.

“Ay Dios mio. Tan bueno.”

I scooched myself up just a little more so I could stroke her clit with the head of my cock. Up and down, up and down, just the head of my cock on her clit, no penetration yet.

She was really getting into it now. Her pelvis came up with every stroke and she was in sync with me.

“Aaayyy papi. Ooohhh dios. Pooor favooor.”

I could tell she was just about ready so I changed my position ever so slightly and let my cock slip inside her. It bottomed out short of its goal when the head came up against her hymen. But we had a good rhythm going and I kept it up, each time punching into her hymen a little harder, a little more insistent. Suddenly it gave way and I plunged in.

“Aaaaaaaayayyyyyyyyyynnnnnnggggggghhhhhh! Oh... Sam... so... good.”

We were past the painful stage so I continued to stroke. With each downward passage she had an orgasm. It didn’t take long for me to be ready for my orgasm and I started stroking faster and harder.

Her body was in a constant state of orgasm now and she had no control, could form no words, just clutched at me and convulsed in that wonderful ecstasy of well done sex.

“Mmnnngggghhhh!, nnngggghhhh!, ooohhhhh!, oooohhhh, aaaaahhhhh!”

Finally I was there, I started to come. Come hard for me Elena.

She did. Her eyes rolled back in her head and she made very little sound as her body stiffened and inside an avalanche of activity milked the jizz from my member.

And then we were done.

I checked her. She was out cold.

I was totally spent too. I lay down beside her and before long the world faded away as sleep overtook me again.

I woke and checked my watch. It was just after midnight. Elena was still sleeping soundly be my side. I had slept all afternoon, I didn’t know if she had.

I promised to make her my slave before twenty four hours had passed. But it just dawned on my tired brain that being in a different time zone my twenty four hours was now up.

Turning over I shook her awake. “Elena. It’s time.”

“Mmmmm? Time for what?” She wrapped her arm around me and sighed.

“Time for you to become my slave.”

She gasped and her eyes flew open. “Master! I mean Sam. That was the most wonderful thing ever. I love you so much.”

She started kissing me and grinding her pussy into my already hardening dick. With her hand she reached down and guided me into her hot snatch, she was wet and ready for action.

As soon as I slid inside she orgasmed but stayed conscious. I guess my previous command still held.

I put my arms around her and rolled her up on top of me.

“Oh Sam. You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”

“Thank you baby, I love you too. But we have some unfinished business to tend to.”

She just looked at me with those striking green eyes.

“Now that we have made love as a free man and a free woman, are you sure you want to exchange that freedom, that voluntary giving of one’s self, for the forced obedience of a slave?”

She closed her eyes and thought for a moment then opened them to look me in the eye. “It is what I am Sam. It is what I was meant to be. Yes. I want it, with all of my heart.”

I sighed. “Alright. I’ll keep my promise then.”

I focused and unleashed my enslaving energy.

Instead of going into that familiar trance she immediately had a massive orgasm. It was like I had stuck her with electrodes and juiced her with twenty thousand volts. She shook and bucked and screamed, and then she was still.

I checked her. Her eyes were open. She had settled into a trance but she hadn’t gone quietly. I remembered a similar experience with Julie and wondered what connection there might be. Anyway, I didn’t think there was any need for instructions in Elena’s case.

“Wake up baby.” I prompted.

Her eyes fluttered and she sighed deeply. “Thank you Master. Am I your slave now?”

“Yes baby, you are now my loyal slave. How does it feel?”

“Incredible. You are my world Master. You are all that matters. Thank you so much.”

I smiled. At least she was happy, and in the end that’s all that really matters.

“Well, since you’re so interested in me, I need to get my rocks off once more before I let you go back to sleep.”

“Anything you wish Master, and with great pleasure.”

“That’s definitely the idea.”

I positioned her on her knees on the edge of the bed while I stood behind her. As I slid into her she came.

“Ooohhhhhh Masterrrrr!..., ooohhhhh ssoooo gooood...”

I went slow, trying to last and enjoying every amazing sensation. By the time I was to the point that I couldn’t resist any more she was simply blubbering into the bedsheets.

I rammed into her again and again until I felt that tightness in my balls and hot semen boiled up and out into her waiting warmth. I held her hips to me for the final intense seconds and then let her collapse onto the bed.

Pulling the curtain shut I sat down in one of the four swivel chairs that faced each other in the other part of the cabin.

Well, that was that. I had another slave. Not really what I needed, but there you are. As Popeye said ‘I yam what I yam’.