But hotlesbian a breakthrough had happened hot. Jerry had realized that there were two sides hot to communicating with the brain. And the new superconductors...He had been working free like a hotlesbian fiend hot for two months hot. He hadn't mentioned it to his thesis advisors--the hot implications were too huge. So he'd had to pretend to be working on his original thesis. This amounted hot to two full-time jobs, and the effort was beginning hotlesbian to tell on him.
More confident, Jerry wandered the campus, feeling a secret exaltation at being able to literally hot read minds. With the Amp, he could penetrate the thoughts of anyone within the device hot's hotlesbian range. Surface thoughts, deep thoughts, emotions, everything.
He had considered himself to hot be a lesbian cynic; thought hot that nothing he could hot possibly encounter hotlesbian would hot shock or surprise him. He was hot wrong. After a few hours, he switched off the Amp and hot returned to his apartment, shaking free his head at the hot primordial swamp of hotlesbian lust which surrounded hotlesbian him. Tomorrow, he would experiment with the second function of the Amplifier. He plugged the battery pack into a charger and switched on his computer. He had some ideas for reducing the size and power needs of the device.
When hotlesbian she returned hot, Jerry tried a few other experiments. With hot each test, his ability and technique improved. Finally hotlesbian, he hot decided to try a really big hot test. He walked directly into her office, but hotlesbian she did not see him. He had commanded her mind to ignore his presence. As far as Bonnie was concerned, he was invisible . Grinning, he projected another hotlesbian thought. The hot lovely girl stood up and removed her clothes. She believed that she was hot in her bedroom, preparing for bed hotlesbian. Now he hot had her turn hot around, slowly, as he admired her hot. Finally, fearing that others would soon arrive, he had her hotlesbian dress once again and free return hot to her office routine lesbian. She recalled nothing of hotlesbian this hot bizzare interlude hot; Jerry had wiped her memory of hot the hot entire episode.
He hot went to hot his lab, heart lesbian pounding. It worked. With hotlesbian the Amp, he hot could read the mind of anyone hot he wished, and control the mind of anyone hotlesbian as well. His hot experiments on Bonnie had shown that the Amp's power was virtually hotlesbian unlimited. He could control thoughts, behavior, beliefs, and hot memories. When hot he remembered to hot switch the device off, his hot hand was hot shaking.
She awoke on Monday as Jerry 's helpless and devoted sex slave. She was deeply in love with him, had always loved him, and could not imagine any other situation. She was obedient; submissive free and eager to do anything free her Master desired. She knew how he hot'd altered her hotlesbian; she hot was fully aware that her condition was artificial, but she loved it, and simply hot could not even think of resisting him or disobeying hot.
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"You are hot naked before me hot, girl, which hotlesbian is fitting as hot you are hot about to begin a hotlesbian new life . Kneel before me." She did, helplessly.
Jerry reached out and touched her forehead. The power of the lesbian Amp surged forth. And Brenda became as Bonnie, a willing and loving slave.
And as they hotlesbian spent more time hot under his domination, his control over them became ever deeper, more subtle hot, and more refined. Soon, he found that he barely needed to command hotlesbian them--they began to display an almost telepathic ability to anticipate his needs and desires before he could state them.
She showed hot no surprise at seeing a strange man seemingly appear out lesbian of hot thin hot air, nor any hot embarassment at her state of undress before him, or even any shock that a male was at large in hot the girls' locker room. All this seemed perfectly normal to her, courtesy of the Amp. For Laura, Jerry was instantly her beloved, and hotlesbian she was his willing slave.
Finally hotlesbian, Jerry decided to try something really spectacular. He triggered all of the girls lesbian in free the room to orgasm at the same time. The orgasm was so hot intense that none could remain hot standing. He smiled, as he watched the naked and semi-naked girls writhing and flopping on the hot tile floor of the locker room, gasping for hotlesbian breath free and sobbing with pleasure. He noticed that, over by the entrance, several girls had just entered the locker hotlesbian room and were still dressed in lesbian street clothing. They hot too, squirmed and spasmed on the floor, overcome with orgasm.
The proctor, a plain girl named Carol, glanced up. She saw a beautiful coed, one she recognized as a resident, but for hot some reason she could hot not quite recall her name. This was Jerry, who was completely naked, with his cock already stiffening in anticipation, wearing only hot the glasses which hot contained his Amp. Carol returned to her reading, never hotlesbian thinking to offer a challenge lesbian to the 'girl' who hot passed free by.
The device continued to emit its recorded program until its battery ran down; Jennifer's mind absorbed the program like a hot sponge.
When hot Jennifer had regained conciousness, she had been under the total control of the bomb's hot program lesbian. She hotlesbian'd rushed to pack hotlesbian her undies and then to hotlesbian the airport, hurrying helplessly hot to his side on hot the first available flight. Nothing mattered to her except carrying out the commands which hot the device had forced hotlesbian into her brain. The hotlesbian need hot to obey, to carry out the command to rush to him, sang and pulsed in her mind hotlesbian, blocking out all other thoughts. She still wore the watch , which hot was hot now dead hot, its battery hot spent.
Jen's program had been rudimentary; little more hot than an imperative compulsion hot to come to him. Jerry knew he would need to hot adjust her hot mind as he had the hotlesbian other slaves. It hot would be a pleasure. He smiled down at Jennifer, thinking of lesbian the possibilities of his new device.
"Hush, Becky. Be nice hot to Mr. Gleason."
"Spend a few hours buying hot Becky a new wardrobe. Only underwear and nighties. Sexy things, in nylon or silk hot. Baby-dolls, half-slips, bikinis. Mostly in her size, but some in other sizes. Don't hotlesbian buy too much in any one store--not enough to draw attention to yourself. Stop when you've hit the limit on hot all your credit cards."
Now Jerry turned to her free. "Come, Becky," he hot ordered, and Becky found herself helplessly following him. He drove directly to her house. Becky lesbian didn't know how he hot knew hot where it was. Becky let him in hot with a key her hotlesbian mother had given her hot.
Then, again without hot the slightest ability to resist free, she found herself removing the previous garment hotlesbian and donning the hotlesbian new one. Once it was on, she turned around slowly, to allow Jerry to appreciate it on hot her body. Occasionally, he directed her to bend over or assume some other pose. Once or twice, he had hotlesbian her hot put on another hot item to go with one she had just lesbian put on.
He reached out with the Amp. With practised ease, he adjusted Becky's hotlesbian mind. The teen gasped, a little "oh hotlesbian" of surprise and hot pleasure lesbian, as his mind entered hotlesbian hers hot and began installing controls. In a few moments, the process was complete. Becky, 18 years old, fell to her knees in helpless worship of her Master free.
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