His powerful eyes watched the action hungrily. He knew she belonged to him. He'd managed to subdue one of the cursed, the first female ever discovered, with only his mind. That he was doing things a Doctor should never be allowed to do did not seem to concern him.
Her hand slowly moved from the head down the shaft, all the way to nestle in his thick, dark hair. Then she moved it back up, all the way to the head and past. A low moan escaped his throat. Again she ran the length with her hand, her eyes watching him closely. She was told to “pleasure” him, after all.
She added a second hand below the first. He was big enough for it, no reason not to play to his ego. She began to move both hands in succession, up and down that still dry length. She knew he needed lubrication, and since her command was so open ended, she guided the head of his cock to her open mouth.
She lay her tongue against the head of his dick, curling and massaging it. She slowly lowered her lips around him, the entire head engulfed in her small mouth. He moaned above her, and she knew how warm and moist it must feel inside.
He slowly began to curl the leash around his fist, forcing her to take more and more of him down her throat. He laughed cruelly as she began to choke, struggling to breathe over his dick. Instead of helping her, he put his palm on the back of her head, pushing her even harder against him.
She released more of her power into him, causing the lust to grow, further and further. It was a dangerous game he was playing, but one that she knew she could control. With super strength, fire, lust and telepathy at her disposal, she knew he could never truly harm her.
Yet he would try.
He would let her go, as the sputtering and coughing began, only to let her gasp for air and push her back down upon him. Further and further did he push, until she felt him stabbing at the back of her throat and beyond, beginning to curve down unnaturally.
He kept going, growing rougher and rougher, fucking her face. She wished she could touch herself, but that would ruin the little game. As long as he believed he still had his powers, she could get what she wanted from him. If that changed, well, things might get bloody. For them.
He had dropped the leash, instead both hands were on either side of her face, using her as if she were merely a sex toy. Over and over he would draw her out, then shove his hips straight into her face until she was buried in that mound of hair and felt his balls against her chin.
Suddenly, an insistent knock sounded at the door.
CHAPTER 2
Leah did not stop, even though he pulled his hands from her face. He'd commanded her to please him, and even though that power no longer worked, she fully intended to keep going.
“Get under the desk,” he commanded, unwinding the leash from his hand and setting it over his lap.
She was shoved into that dark, small space under his heavy, mahogany desk. She had to scoot all the way back, as he shoved himself, and his chair under as well.
“Come in.”
“Doctor Batra, I need your files on subjects 21 and 24.”
“Ah, Major, of course.” She could hear him begin to type above her.
Of course, he'd never told her to stop pleasuring him. She could make out, in the dim light, his dick still tall and excited. A single drop of cum glittered above her. She slowly reached forward, letting her tongue glide against it, tasting it.
He paused in his typing, for only a moment. She'd surprised him. Good. He began to type again. “Those two, it would appear, are no longer showing signs of any preternatural abilities.”
“You've run them through all of the tests then?”
“Yes. All of the stress tests. I'll print the charts for you.” she slipped his dick between her lips, once again. She slowly began to work at him with her mouth, while he kept talking to this Major about how they'd tested the powers of the two. He was clearly trying to hide what was going on below the desk. It only excited Leah more.
The printer began to whirl to life above her. It made it a bit nosier, and she could go even faster along his dick, pulling it all the way to the head before pushing it right back inside. She felt certain the Major could not hear. And so what if he could? Maybe she'd have two dicks to work with instead of one.
Leah's hand cupped the lower part of his shaft, using it to work the part that was too difficult for her to force down her own throat. She heard a moan begin to escape the Doctor's lips, but he quickly covered it up with a cough.
“As you can see in this chart...” the Doctor began, leaning forward to show the paper to the Major. She used her free hand to cup his balls, slowly kneading them. Both hands and her mouth worked in parallel to bring him further and further. In and out she worked his cock, never leaving it free from either her mouth nor her hand.
“Are you alright, Doctor Batra?” The Major asked, concern in his voice.
“Ah, yes...” the Doctor stammered. “Just been a very long day. Now, if you compare that first chart to this second one...”
He let his hand drift below the table, the palm against the back of her head. She could feel him, harder that he'd ever been before, as he shoved her in and out, too far gone to do anything but pound as he sought his orgasm. She could hear the strain in his voice as he spoke.
The Major kept talking, asking him question after question about their findings, when suddenly the Doctor reached his peak. He shoved himself as deeply as he could down her throat, acting as if he was adjusting himself, while he exploded down her throat.
Incredibly, he kept up the conversation. Even though he was erupting, wave after wave of his hot juices down her throat, he was still able to speak intelligently to the Major above her. It was an impressive feat. It was as if she truly was nothing but a pleasure device for him to use. She let her fingers drift between her legs as the two of them kept talking. After all, he couldn't see it.
Of course, he'd never told her to stop pleasing him. Even though he'd filled her mouth full, so much that his seed was spilling out, coating the front of her nude body, she kept him inside her. She knew enough to know he'd be sensitive after that, but her power would keep him hard and ready for as long as she wanted.
So while the two of them continued their meeting, she kept running her fingers along her innermost folds. He'd never told her to do so, but he'd not forbidden it either. She hoped this did not break her cover.
It excited her so much, seeing this depravity, seeing how far and how cruel a man could be. She was nothing to him. It was humiliating, being left below the desk while he conducted business above. He only took her because he could. At least, he thought he could. He had no idea she could walk out of this building at any moment she desired.
The thought of the man above, the fact he thought he owned her, that she was his prisoner, his slave excited her beyond measure. She was only sorry she was going to have to leave him for her next victim. She felt herself surrender to the orgasm that had threatened since he had first commanded her to pleasure him. She moaned softly, and he bucked forward, suppressing the sound of that moan upon his still throbbing hard cock. He knew what she'd done.
She could hear in his voice he was trying to wrap the meeting up. “So, as they do appear to be completely ability free, we can now release them to their former lives.”
“Assuming you can wipe their memories.”
“I've demonstrated that ability several times, Major.”
“Dress rehearsals. This would be opening night.” He sighed deeply and she could hear him gathering up the papers, tapping them together into a stack.
“Well, thank you for your time, Doc,” the Major continued.
“Yes, of course...”
He was silent until the door had closed, and the steps had moved down the hallway. Suddenly he jerked her up, away from his dick, holding her shoulders in his huge hands. He shook her to make certain she was paying attention.
“You could have gotten us both in a lot of trouble, you little whore.” He growled.
She whimpered in his arms. “I
did as you commanded, Master!”
In one brutal move he spun her around and pushed her front down against his desk. He kept one hand on her back, pinning her down, while the other wrapped more firmly around the leash.
“So you did. And yet you will still be punished.”
He laughed cruelly and thrust his entire, massive length inside her tight, Asian hole.
She screamed. It was not just the surprise of his entry, but the sheer size. He meant to tear her in two. He wanted to make her hurt, though why she was unsure. He could have just used his telepathy to make the Major leave. That was something she would have to consider later. Did the Major have a way to make certain no powers were used against him?
He yanked both her wrists behind her, pinning them against the small of her back. The other hand he used to keep her head pulled up, leaving her large breasts to dangle below. He kept pounding into her, savagely, ruthlessly.
She understood then. He wanted to punish her, not because she'd done anything wrong, but because he enjoyed the punishment. He liked having a slave to abuse.
She felt herself tighten at the thought. He wanted to use her in the most horrendous ways. He was quite imaginative. If only she was not on her own quest, she could stay with him, learn exactly how dark he could go. It was tempting, especially as he fucked her savagely. His dick grew even thicker inside of her, while her body kept contracting around it, milking the seed from him.
He lost that tightly held control. Everything it took for him to stay quiet as the meeting took place, he let it loose then, spilling inside of her, coating her insides with his hot, sticky seed. Over and over he went off the edge. Over and over she could feel that explosion as it rocked her inside.
Leah lay for a long moment, enjoying that feeling of letting go. She loved it so desperately, to be used as nothing but an object. But she knew she was more than that. It was time for her to do what she came here to do. Leah hated that it had to be over, but it was time for her to take control. With a big sigh, she spoke, letting that command power seep into her voice. “Let me up.”
Instantly he pulled away from her, his dick pulling from her body with a wet popping sound. She chuckled softly, turning towards him. She could feel his seed beginning to trickle down her legs.
“You are going to get me access to each of your prisoners at this facility. I will require time with each of them, alone.”
“Yes.” He stated, simply. She was surprised at how easy the voice of command was to master.
“You will also need to bring me with you at anytime you are required to use your power. You no longer have your power, so I will need to do it for you.”
“Yes, I understand.” His eyes had glazed over, as her orders sunk in.
“As long as I am not commanding you, you will forget that your power is mine. You will act as normal, and treat me as you planned to before I took your ability.”
“I understand.”
“Do you have private quarters here, Doc?” She asked, eying a nearby door.
“Yes.”
“Good. You will take me there, wait for me to clean myself, and then bring me to another prisoner. Once I am clean you will return to your normal persona.”
“I understand.”
“Alright, show me the way.”
CHAPTER 3
Leah spent a long time soaking in the tub. After all, she'd been a busy girl, and she was quite sore. She reminded herself to try and take a healing power if she could find one.
The command power worked even better than she'd expected. The moment she had dried herself off, laying the towel down, the Doctor was at her side. He clamped the collar around her neck once again, grinning cruelly as he tightened it. He fastened the leash to it as well.
“Mmm, my pet. Don't you look delicious?” He chuckled darkly, letting his fingertip trail from the hollow of her neck down the front of her chest, between her breasts. He cupped one gently, massaging it.
“And I have such devious plans for you...” the cupping of her breast changed, as his nails begin to dig into that tender flesh. He leaned down to her, putting his lips over hers, thrusting his tongue inside her mouth in a savage approximation of a kiss. Damn, he was already making her wet again, her “master.”
He pulled away, hunger once again in his eyes. She didn't dare use her powers now, she knew he was already ready to use her again, she could see him straining in his dress pants.
He turned from her abruptly, the leash tightly in his fist. He walked out the door, and she had no choice to follow.
He walked her down the white, antiseptic hallways, each looking no different than the next. She shivered. She was nude and the floors were cold on her bare feet. They passed others as they moved through the corridors. There were many double takes, and she felt the eyes of the strangers as they roamed over her body. She felt a blush creep to her cheeks. Still, this was her choice. She told him to treat her this way.
Finally he stopped in front of a door, with the number “101” stenciled on the outside. He began to enter a code, and the door slid away revealing an empty room.
She peered inside, hesitantly, then looked back to him. “What is this?”
“Exactly what you wanted, my pet.” He unhooked the leash and shoved her forward inside the room. She stumbled, falling to her knees. The door slid shut behind him, locking.
She opened her mouth to begin a command, to demand to know why he'd placed her in an empty room, but the door was locked behind her already. She cursed under her breath. Still, the whole situation was too good for her to unleash her powers and force her way out. There were too many abilities here she'd yet to take. She'd wait, find out exactly what was going on when he came back.
With nothing better to do, she made her way to the thin cot. It was the only furniture in the room. Time had moved so strangely, she wasn't quite sure when the last time she'd slept was. Might as well try and rest until the Doctor came back for her.
She pulled the blanket up her body, covering her nudity and trying to get warm. Before she knew it, sleep was pulling her under.
CHAPTER 4
The first time she awoke, it was because she was cold. The cover had pulled away from her body. She jerked it back up, falling again into the deep sleep. But when it happened the second time, she knew something was going on.
She feigned falling asleep for the third time, letting her breathing slow, clutching the blanket hard to her chest. She was curled into a fetal position, her knees pulled close to her body to conserve heat.
That's when she felt it. A tug against the covers. Something was actively trying to steal her blanket from her.
She was not alone!
She let the strangle hold she'd had on the blanket release, and felt the presence slowly begin to pull the covering from her naked body. It was so slow, almost a strip tease, as the unseen creature revealed her body, slowly, to it's eyes. She could feel her shoulders, her breasts become exposed. It became even more daring, pulling it further, revealing her waist, and further beyond.
She was nude to an stranger's eyes. And the man, she assumed it was a man but did not know, thought her completely asleep. They believed her helpless. She felt her power beginning to seep into the atmosphere, increasing both of their lusts.
She felt it then, that daring unseen hand, as it slowly reached between her slit. So careful, trying not to wake her, she felt a finger part her nether lips, touching her innermost parts. She felt it as it found her clit, slowly rubbing small circles. She felt a moan escape her lips, but the person touching her did not take it to be awakening. The finger moved lower, pressing against her already seeping hole, pushing inside. She was ready, her body already pulling upon that invading digit, urging it further and further inside. A second one quickly joined the first, slowly working inside of her unnaturally tight hole, exploring her innermost regions.
She didn't dare let on that she was awake. Her darkest fantasies all revolved around being helpless to men, and being unconsci
ous was pretty high up on the scale. Of course, she also wanted to know what was happening, so faking being asleep was the best of both worlds. She felt the two fingers being pulled out of her body. They were replaced with a different, much larger appendage.
She felt the man, for she knew it was male now, slowly running the head of his dick up and down her dripping slit. He rubbed it against her clit, and back down to the hole, not entering, only feeling her body up. Her body ached, cried out for him to push it into her, but could say nothing lest she ruin the spell of what was happening.
He pulled the dick away then, gently grabbing her under one of her knees. She felt him urge her body onto it's back, slowly, deliberately trying not to wake her. He moved her limp body until she was spread wide before him. Then he slowly picked up one wrist, pulling it over her head. Then he did the same with the other wrist. He lay one of his hands over the two wrists, the pressure not enough to wake her but enough that she would not be able to move.
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