Well, sir, there are some private neighborhoods just north of the city along the beach. Lots of money there.” he responded. “Can’t get in unless the guard buzzes you through, though.”

So I reached into his mind and set the story for the night. Then I reached out and told his parents to go to bed. Thinking for a minute, I remembered that Kevin did have an old ladder in the garage and, nodding to Tony, I said “Sure. Come on in.” He did and we proceeded into the garage, clearing away a few boxes before pulling the ladder off of the hooks on the wall. I opened the garage door and the two of us managed to carry the equipment out and over to his yard with little effort. Perfect for baskets where their long trails can reach 50cm, petunias produce masses of bold, bright blooms all through the summer. I slipped out of the house shortly after the shower, amazed at what had just occurred. I had jerked off in a shower with a thirteen-year-old boy! My mind was reeling and I had to have a few moments alone to think about how I felt. I suppose that fear of detection would have been the proper response; that the boy would tell his parents or the police or a teacher that the pervy next door neighbor had just invaded his personal space and committed some sort of sex offense! However, I knew, deep down in my gut, that such an outcome would never happen. I sent my commands to the boy as we were drying off not to remember what we had done and I had felt his memories of the event slip away into nothingness. The boy was my drone. He did what I willed him to do. Liam’s mother called us to dinner and I was treated to a delicious lasagna, homemade and piping hot. It was soul food, without a doubt, and I felt absolutely wonderful as I stuffed my face and made polite conversation with everyone. Sitting there, with the three of them, reminded me of so many family dinners and the feelings associated with a loving family. A pang of regret hit me as we finished the dessert brownies and I resolved myself that my next destination was Cheyenne. I needed to go home.At the end of the night, after all of the men and boys have passed out, the Milkman and MJ are comparing notes and recommendations for what should happen to the men they just tied down and rapemilked for days on end. Papa's a cum cow through-and-through, with MJ weighing his fat, tan hairy balls. It took Papa eight orgasms to start shooting blanks, at which point his slimy ballsnot was leaking out of MJ's tight hole. He'll probably be sent to one of the many milking farms to live out the rest of his days. Daddy might join him, but the Milkman noted just how sensitive his prostate was, slipping a few fingers inside of him and claiming that it was abnormally large - entirely healthy, just a unique trait. He might be sent to one of the research facilities where he's subjected to myriad anal tortures and milked out with a tight chastity cage on his hairy dong. The teen boy was another interesting one. It didn't take him long to turn into a drooling goon slut, his toes wiggling as the drilldo plundered his tight ass. He should be sent to the slave training centre where he'll be trained up as a pup slave for one of the Milkman officers. As for Little? He's already thrown over Milkman’s shoulder in a fireman's carry, the man rubbing his bruised, overused hole with his lubed fingers, rubbing a special gel on it that's making him slowly re-tighten. He'll be taken to one of the academies to be trained as an anal Milkman, just like MJ!

Now, I could have used my new connection with Lyle to extract all the details but I didn’t. I had discovered over the last few weeks, especially during my time with Liam, that I preferred to interact with my drones more naturally. Talking and asking question and seeking opinions, while more clunky than pulling that information out of their minds, tended to ground me in reality and served to keep me from viewing my drones as less than or beneath me.It’s all good, Theo. Just watching other boys who’ve gone through what you're going through. Having a bit of fun. Having a ton of fun, actually.” WHAT? Maybe,” said Daniel dubiously, “but not too often. I don’t want you guys thinking we like you or anything.” Well, we didn’t actually believe all that. We’re not stupid. You can’t really change what we believe. Instead, you gave us the story you wanted us to act out and, because we WANT to act it out for you, since you are our king, we did.” He must have thought I still didn’t quite look convinced. “So, what’s the problem? What are you concerned about?” Daniel, I want you to be totally honest with me, ok?” I said and the boy nodded. I sent a mental command to him, erasing the story I had implanted earlier. As I explored his mind, I determined that the Daniel standing before me was the truest Daniel that existed. “Are you gay or straight?” I read a lot,” he said. “Science fiction and stuff. You know, I may be fourteen but I’m pretty freaking brilliant.”

But what about their true selves? I knew from an earlier evaluation of their minds that all four boys were straight. Would having sex with them… did all the things we had done so far… constitute rape? Rape if they wouldn’t want it in the first place? I don’t want to hear your excuse.” He stopped. “Lyle is my brother’s buddy and I don’t really like people threatening him. So you are going to stop, understood?” Michael?” my dad asked as I waltzed into the dinning room, my youngest brother already bounding out of his seats to rush me. Deciding not to waste my night and irked at my classmates, I attempted to do the experiment myself. Without going into boring details, it involved a small and safe chemical agent being injected into one of the ants. If the ant turned a dark shade of purple, it meant that they molecules in the venom were properly bonding with the introduced agent. If the ant remained unchanged, then the experiment was a failure. Pretty routine, really.

The battle became even more violent as Theo tried to keep his last bit of clothing while the force determinedly removed it. I sat there, watching my boy and rooting for him to resist. In the end, though, he found himself naked on his bed, his hairless body shivering in the room's red light. Then his eyes went wide as his arms slowly raised towards the headboard and his legs began to spread wide. For a brief moment, I thought he was purposefully exposing himself. Then I saw him begin to struggle and it became clear that the force was pinning him down and forcibly opening his legs. He started to yell but he was cut off mid-shout.

Gasms?” Leo asked. The ogre looked at him quizzically. Then, as if realizing Leo didn’t understand, the ogre walked over to a boy of about five who was impaled on one of the vibrating penis-topped pedestal. The boy was moaning and groaning, his face blank and drool sliding down his chin. The ogre, making sure Leo was paying attention, reached his massive fingers towards the boy’s stiffy and, using thumb and forefinger, began to mimic on the boy what Leo had seen the neighbor boy do multiple times. The little boy on the pedestal let out a high-pitched whine before suddenly spasming as if he was a seizure like the Baker’s father did occasionally. It sounded quite pleasurable. Because it…” he paused for a second, “I guess it’s kinda like being an actor. When you are on stage, you assume the role more completely than if you are at a rehearsal or something. Does that make sense?” I’m concerned,” I said after a moment, “that if I make you and your brothers have sex with me, that I’m raping you.”

Cataracts

When they returned, I was no longer in Theo’s room. I wasn’t in the cave, either. Instead, I was in a forest clearing next to several large tents. Made of some sort of animal hide, they reminded me of the teepees I’d seen in historical programs and this suggestion of pre-history was confirmed a moment later as I glanced around the fire. What’s the wealthiest neighborhood you know of?” I asked a cabbie outside just after I touched him.