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Everything’s gone to Hell! All my minions have been taken by my father who has the same mysterious power to dominate people as I do.

“Fuck! What have I done!” I groaned out my distress, seeing Sasha's car disappearing down the road from the upstairs bedroom window.



“Me, and you were amazing last night,” Samantha teased as she stretched her almost nude lingerie clad body across her comfy queen-sized bed. Her small pert round breasts swelled as she arched her back and I made myself look away from her to glance over to Jackie who had just burst in with the news of Sasha's departure, but was in just as much trouble there as well.



“Then I call dibs,” the feisty young girl cheered throwing off her oversized sleep shirt to reveal her still only budding young naked body to me.



“No, no, no!” I growled and looked down around the floor, searching for my pants, then remembered they were still in the bathroom with the rest of my clothes from the shower I took last night. “Shit,” I growled with embarrassment at my sudden morning hard-on, then angrily stormed off to the bathroom announcing, “I’m swearing off sex!”



“What? You can't be serious!” I heard Jackie caterwaul behind me, but I was in no mood to argue with her. Everything I'd said, almost convincing Sasha that she had seen the worst of me, came back to bite me and I realized she was right to leave. I'd just raped another woman with my power. Sure, she came onto me, and in any sane world anyone would see that I'd be the one seduced. Based on last night's events that was technically true, but because she had been dosed with a taste of my blood she couldn't help but be overwhelmed by an almost magical hormonal attraction to do anything it took to please me. We both knew from brutal experience that my power had forced her to do whatever she thought might do that best, and she damn sure had with every inch of her wonderfully supple and athletic body.



“Fuck!” I again growled at myself as I sat down on the toilet and carefully pushed my prick down to piss my stupid morning wood away. “Where would Sasha go?” I wondered aloud to myself. “Think, think, think. Who would she talk to?” I didn't want to stop her, but was worried about keeping her safe. She was just as on the run from my father as I was, and who knew how far his ability to find us went. The only people I was sure weren't converted into minions by my megalomaniac father were these three girls, and while Sasha was clearly cured from being controlled anymore by having my blood injected into hers, I was pretty sure she was safe from falling under the sway of my father, but that didn't protect her from being recaptured or killed.



After another quick shower, more just a rinse off the intoxicating smell of Sam's perfume that covered me, I dressed and walked out to find the two women sixty-nining on the bed. Sam was straddling Jackie's face and came up from her spindly spread legs to look at me, the young girl's juices indecently glistening on her lips. “Come on baby. I got her tight little pussy all wet for you.”



“Nope!” I shouted, cursing my desires to join in their depraved fun as they asked. Instead I focused my gaze at the door and walked right out, heading for the stairs and longing for this to simply be a bad dream.



“Russell!” Jackie howled and must have wiggled out from under the other woman to chase after me. “How about I show you how much better I've gotten at giving blowjobs. Jake says I've gotten really good.” While I'm sure her words were meant to please me, and would have before now, it did just the opposite. Remembering how I'd abused her crush on me, not to mention my best friend's trust by using my power to order his own mother to start giving his younger sister lessons on proper fellatio technique. Now it all just made me sick to my stomach thinking about it. Sasha was right to hate me; I was a monster. I kept walking and figured I'd head to the kitchen for something to eat, trying to figure out my next step now that the only other sane person I knew had left me..



“Jackie, he's probably tired from the workout I gave him last night. But I bet he'll be back to join us for another pole dance later,” Sam called to her student. “Why don’t you get back here and show me how well your practiced mouth can work a vulva.”



“What's a vulva?” Jackie asked with naive curiosity. I hurried down the stairs, not wanting to hear any more lest I lose my nerve and succumb to their devilish sexual appeal.



“Fuck me,” I muttered to myself, trying desperately to get the image of those two sixty-nining out of my head, but mostly failing as I got hard in my pants while pouring myself a bowl of cereal. I munched away and walked out to Sam's living room. Maybe some TV could distract my body's sex addiction with something, anything, but even over the mundane talk shows and crunching on cereal I kept hearing playful shouts and squeals from upstairs. I knew they were deliberately making it difficult to resist their sex antics, but somehow I still had for close to a half an hour.



“Yes! Lick me right like that !” I heard Samantha shout out, and I was sure she was amping it up just to try and tempt me back up into joining them. I considered ordering them to stop, but even that would be using my power. Heck, even just sitting here in Sam’s home wouldn't be possible were it not for my unnatural sway over her, but at this point what choice did I have? I was hip deep in a confused mix of self hatred, arousal, frustration, and depression when I heard a car door shut out in front of the house. In terror I ran to the window and peeked past the drapes, seeing Sasha almost miraculously returning from wherever she’d gone. She carried a white plastic bag I noted, then quickly I ran to the door to open it for her.



“Here’s the deal,” she declared in a disgusted tone, then pushing past me, clearly still angry. “You are going to cure them,” she pulled out a medical testing kit of some kind and ripped it open to pull out the fresh needle. “Then we can figure out how to do everyone else.”



“Okay,” I sighed and held out my arm to her. She wasn’t as gentle or as practiced a nurse as my mother, so when she poked me I couldn’t help but cry out.



“Baby,” she teased, but I gritted my teeth and let her pull out my blood, starting to quickly fill the syringe.



“You only need a little to work,” I told her, but she didn’t really listen and filled it half way up, maybe to spite me, maybe just to be sure I wasn’t lying. I didn’t know, but I also didn’t argue. She was the only one I couldn’t control, so for some reason that made me trust her more. She had seen firsthand how evil I was and here she was, yet still willing to help, though that may have been out of self-interest. She had come back when she could have just taken off, driven away to anywhere, but I’d dosed her whole family, so really where else could she go.. Right now she was seriously the only person I could actually trust to do what was right since I clearly couldn’t trust myself to do that.



I pinched my arm up as she extracted the needle, holding the hole she'd poked in me to stop it from bleeding. “Alright, let’s go,” she declared, holding the syringe up as if it were a weapon, and then walked up the stairs with determination. Though that quickly changed to embarrassment as we neared Samantha’s bedroom due to all her loud moaning. “What the fuck?” she growled angrily at me.



“They were trying to seduce me, but I refused and went downstairs,” I uselessly explained as we reached the top of the stairs. Approaching the open bedroom door we found them both naked with Jackie now on her belly, ass up in the air with her tight little hairless twat pointing right at us.



“Took you long enough,” Samantha moaned from the head of her bed while running her fingers through the tanned brown hair of her young lesbian lover’s head pressed into her crotch. “And you brought back your friend!” she cheered.



“Order them to both bend over the side of the bed,” Sasha herself ordered me, and I quickly relayed her instructions to them verbatim.



“Oh, are you going to spank us for being naughty without you?” Samantha laughed as she moved next to Jackie as I’d instructed.



“No bitch,” Sasha growled as she stuck the needle in her ass with more than a bit of rage. The older woman cried out as she was injected with about half of the blood Sasha had taken out of me. “I’m waking you the fuck up.”



“Ow!” she shouted, but then I could almost see the change in her face as if she were truly waking up from a bad dream.



“Hold still, Jackie,” I interrupted and placed one hand on the young girl's back to prevent her from bolting since Sam had howled out in pain. She tensed up a bit as Sasha moved over to her, but at least she was gentler with the needle than she had been with her teacher. She jerked slightly as it sharply poked it into her own small bony rump, but a moment later the syringe was empty and pulled out and dropped onto the dresser. She looked pained, then confused at first, but didn’t really react much. Maybe she just didn’t understand the gravity of how badly I’d abused her..



“There,” Sasha said folding her arms, very satisfied with herself for what she'd done, looking down at the other two naked women. “Now tell me, how do you two feel.”



Samantha spoke up first, “Confused. What did you just shoot me up with?” She placed one hand on her temple, trying to dismiss the strange disorientation as her mind cleared off my sway. Sasha has been strapped down and gagged when she'd been injected, and never had been swayed by me in the first place, so this was really my first time seeing the effect of being cured as it happened.



“It’s his blood,” she explained with me being too ashamed and interested in their reactions to speak. I looked back at Jackie, who just blankly stared back, apparently just wondering what was going on. I tried giving her a weak smile, not knowing if I was actually making it worse for her after what I’d done. “If you ingest it or his stank you become his mind-controlled bimbo. But inject it into your blood and you become immune, like me.”



“Oh,” was all she said at first, trying to come to grips with the reality of it all. It was crazy, for sure, but having it all laid out, especially given what had happened last night, had to make the case that this was actually real. “So when Jackie… Last night…” she muttered putting it together when Jackie had dug her fingers into the cut on my arm and practically force fed my blood to her mouth.



Finally Sasha put her hand on Jackie’s other shoulder, making her jump at first, the young girl turned to look up at her, “Are you okay?”



Jackie just nodded, still a vacant look in her eyes that was hard to read exactly how she felt. “I guess we are getting dressed now?” she asked, and then Sasha grabbed her shirt from the pile of clothes on the floor and handed it to her. Out of respect I turned away while they both began to dress.



“So you’re both cured now,” Sasha sighed confidently. “So now how can we do that to everyone in town?”



“Are we?” Samantha then asked, confusing us all. “Cured I mean?”



“What are you talking about?” Sasha turned on her angrily.



“I…” Samantha started and stopped, thinking for another moment before continuing. “I still feel…”



“You still want to fuck him?” Sasha almost shouted at the older woman who just shyly nodded. “Fucking Christ!” she screamed at no one until she whirled on me. “What else did you do to me? I thought this was supposed to fucking cure them?”



“I think it did,” I said contemplating Samantha’s words and remembering something my mother said back when she first talked about my father. “After Mom became pregnant with me she was cured because of my blood inside her, but she still loved my father, even though he was totally evil. She said it wasn’t mind control exactly, more like she couldn’t believe she ever wanted to do those things with him, but she...”



“So they will always be your fuck-zombies?” she shouted at me, as if it was my fault. Well, more than I felt it was at least.



“I’m no fuck-zombie for him,” Samantha spoke up defiantly, then softened her tone as she looked back at me with a sly smile. “Though he was really good in the sack…”



“Well this is just fucking great,” Sasha grumbled and started to walk to the door.



I had to do something, and honestly I couldn't think of any other way to prove one way or the other that Sam was in fact cured. “Sam, get on your knees and suck my cock right now, bitch!” I ordered angrily while pulling my limp dick free of my pants.



“Ummm...” she looked at me like I was crazy.



“You fucking pig!” Sasha whirled around on me, raising one fist as if to punch me.



“Look at her!” I angrily shouted back, pointing accusingly at Samantha.



Sasha was so surprised by my suddenly aggressive reaction that she did, but then a moment later she dropped her fist. We all looked at Samantha who just looked back at all of us, quite confused.



“What?” the half-naked older woman demanded.



“Don’t you want to suck his dick?” Sasha asked unsure of what was going on.



“Well…” Samantha looked concerned being put on the spot like this. “Not if he's going to be a jerk about it... in front of everyone,” she excused her hesitant reaction.



“See. She is cured,” I explained tucking my cock back in my pants and buttoning them up. “She will still have residual urges and feelings, rationalizing her previous desire to please me, but she won’t outright obey orders mindlessly. The grip of my power is gone and only the memory of the happiness of it remains.”

“Happiness… pfft!” Sasha rolled her eyes. “Well, it’s better than being a brainless bimbo,” she shrugged and walked out the door and headed back downstairs.



“I'm not brainless!” Sam scowled, but I ignored her and followed Sasha. All the way to the kitchen she didn't speak to me, just started making herself some breakfast for herself, and I didn't press her. A few moments later Samantha joined us, now properly dressed in a shirt and jeans.



“Jackie is taking a shower,” she informed us as she joined us.



“We have to cure everyone,” Sasha announced and both Samantha and I nodded in agreement. “Now how are we going to do it?” she asked and I honestly had no clue how we were going to do that.



We spoke, Sasha, Samantha, and I for nearly an hour, bantering around ideas from dart guns to fake nurses, all revolving around the idea of injecting doses of my blood into as many of the people as possible that my dad and I had infected when Jackie finally came downstairs to have some breakfast herself.



“Yeah, I’m quite hungry too,” Samantha agreed and then began cooking up some scrambled eggs and toast for us all while Sasha kept the brainstorming session going.



“The biggest target is your fucked up father,” she pondered. “Can he even be dosed?”



“No idea,” I sighed in frustration. That was one of the biggest challenges we’d likely face, as he had the same power as me, only decades more experience using it and a solid cadre of minions. And on top of that since he struck first, anyone who would know how to reach him would likely be under his control.



“At least he’s all the way in Arizona now so he can’t do much here,” Jackie muttered and we all looked at her in shock. “Oh, you didn’t know? I overheard as he left with your mom and sister, and figured you knew since you were there” she explained to me. I must have been unconscious at the time, since all that was news to me.



“So you know where in Arizona?” Sasha pressed, thankfully moving the conversation back to the important topic instead of the more disturbing one of my kidnapped family.



“Some kind of lab or something, somewhere,” Jackie almost whispered, obviously unsure and embarrassed at even having spoken at all. Everyone waited for more, for a moment, but Jackie apologized, “Sorry. That's really all I know. He told me he wanted me to watch Russ and keep him locked up until he got back but...,” she held her breath, trembling. “But I... I couldn't betray Russ like that.” I sighed with relief that she had stayed loyal, but what I couldn't understand was how she had.



No one spoke for a moment, then Sam asked the big question. “So what now?”



No one answered.

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