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The Refugee - part 3
🕑 Added 2025-03-21 15:00:08 +0000 UTCJenna lay on my bed, legs apart and bent thrusting upwards to allow me access to eat that sweet cunt. She couldn’t cum yet that would have woken her, but I had spent 20 minutes stimulating, licking and sucking having her store feelings for later. When I thought she had had enough, I stopped and moved back up the bed to bring her back from sleep.
“Jenna, listen to me deep in the darkness, when I wake you, I want you to regain feelings with your body, but keep the stored feelings until later. Go to your room and wait until you hear Heather come upstairs, then go out to meet her, telling her you are going for a glass of water. She will notice the nightie and comment, you will say it was your idea, and you also made one for Nataliya. When Heather finishes talking, you will say goodnight and give her a tight hug. When you hug, you will remember the stored feelings. Wake.”
Jenna opened her eyes, saw me, and then moved closer to kiss me.
“I love you so much, Jenna.”
“I love you too.” The look of devotion on her face made me wet.
I slid closer to caress her, feeling her softness as I slid my hand up her leg to squeeze her butt. She moaned quietly and buried her face in my neck.
“Oh darling, we were meant to be together. We had better not let mum see you in here; you should go to your room until later. If you want to sneak back later, I will be awake. I want to hold you all night.”
She pouted briefly but then slid off the bed and padded to her room.
Ninety minutes later, the door slowly opened, and Jenna came in looking flushed and excited. She closed the door carefully behind her and turned to me. I lifted the duvet cover.
“Get you sweet body in here now,” I whispered.
She smiled and slid in beside me, I let the cover drop back down, effectively sealing her in.
“Are they asleep?”
“Yes, I can hear snoring.”
“Good, then get over here. it’s about time I felt this body.” I cupped her breast, and she gasped. I kissed her long and hard, letting her get used to having her breast squoze and caressed, her breath deepening as she responded, reaching out a hand to touch mine.
“That’s good, baby. Let me kiss yours. I want them.” I started pulling her nighty up, and she took over, pulling it over her head.
“Oh darling, you’re so beautiful.” before slipping my lips around a hard bud and suckling on it until it was rock solid. I pulled my nighty off.
“Do the same to me baby.” and watched her lower her head and suck my tit into her mouth.
“Mmm darling, you’re going to be great at that, keep doing it babe.”
I let her suck as I slid my hand down the front of her panties, feeling her stiffen before relaxing and opening her legs. I slipped two fingers and gently fucked her as she sucked on me.
“Mmmm that’s nice, baby. Did you hug mum earlier?”
She nodded not wanting to remove her lips from my tit.
“Mmm good girl. Nice and tight hug?”
Another nod.
“Mmmm baby you’re so special, I’m going to make you cum so lie back and grab a pillow and bury your face in it. This is going to be magical.”
When she had done so I grabbed another pillow and slid it under her arse to raise her, then lifted a leg and put it over my shoulder, slid my finger into her vagina and crooked my finger hitting her g spot, at the same time I started to lick her clitty, and she was soon thrashing about and moaning into the pillow, even the most experienced slut will melt under that constant attention, with her lack of experience she was crying into the pillow. She shuddered and collapsed, and I moved back up the bed to hold her.
“Do you feel good, babe?”
“Oh my god, that was wonderful.”
“We are going to do that every day, babe. Come here and cuddle me; let me lie next to you. Your hair feels so soft and wonderful as I run my fingers through it. I want you to be close to me, so relaxed you can hear my heart beating with love for you.”
She cuddled in tighter, and I lowered my voice.
“You belong to me, love of my life. Let us go and rest in the darkness where we are together alone.”
This time, she was under in less than a minute.
“I am going to give you instructions for tomorrow, You will remember and carry them out thinking they were your own thoughts.”
I slid out of the bed and reached under to pull out my battered suitcase, opening it up and peeling back a corner to reveal a secret compartment. Hidden in the false compartment, I kept my supply of tablets; I had no doubt I would be able to source them in this country as well. There were no magic pills that turned my girls into lesbians, what I did have was some sleeping tablets that I would grind into drinks to weaken resistance and allow my hypnosis to take effect the first time, some coke wraps that I would get into my targets when I wanted to exploit a tender moment and a tube of tablets reserved strictly for men were LHRH analog tablets properly named Luteinizing hormone-releasing hormone agonists, used in treatment of prostate cancer which lowered the amount of testosterone made by the testicles. It's more commonly called chemical castration.
Clive had his protein shakes in the fridge as part of his health regime. From now on, he was getting a little extra in his drink. His testosterone would fall through the floor at the same time as Heather's was about to go through the ceiling as my final tablet was a testosterone supplement, which was going into her morning drink. I did not doubt that very soon heather was going to be sexually frustrated at wearing her sexy lingerie for limp dick and notice my available body. She just needed patient guidance.
“I want you to get in the habit of pouring mum a glass of wine when she gets in from work, you will grind up half a tablet and put it in her wine, stirring it until it dissolves and chatting with her until she has drunk it, tell her she has earned a glass after a hard day. Put a whole ground tablet in your dad’s. He deserves a glass too.” When your mum makes coffee in the morning, I want you to tip one of these sachets into her cup when no one is in the room. It will help her feel better.”
I would go down shortly and start Clive’s new health diet, so I could make sure he was taking them. For the first few days, I would triple the dose to get a reaction before maintaining the recommended dosage. He would probably be sick a few days, but that just kept the lovebirds apart until his enthusiasm waned.
“Make sure you keep these hidden in your room and that wrappers are thrown in a bin away from the house. You will do all this without thinking why; you just know it is important to help your mum be happy. Now I am going to tell you about our shopping trip tomorrow, how we behave towards each other and how we include mum, what I read out you will remember as a list in your mind and make sure they are completed.”
I produced a small piece of paper on which I had noted points and told her more detailed instructions. When I was finished, I brought her back.
“Darling, you had better go to your bed. You don’t want mummy to find you with my fingers in you, do you?” as I slid my fingers into her soaking gash.
She moaned with pleasure.
“Or maybe you do, you naughty minx, you excite me, you are so wild Jenna, go to bed my darling and play I will do the same here thinking of you.
I waited for her to leave, then placed the unused medicines back into the case. I took out a burner phone I had used for my business and called up the gallery. When they had been upstairs changing for dinner earlier that evening, I had walked over to Heather’s phone, which lay on the table, and connected a cable to my burner phone to take her details. It was a simple procedure, and now, in the privacy of my room, I could read her texts and appointments, scan her social media photos, and learn about her. She had lunch later in the week with an old business friend. I searched his life and found he was rich, powerful, and single, and in one social media photo, he stared at Heather from the background as she smiled at being the centre of attention. I may have found my business partner if my hunch about his feelings for Heather were right.
When I had learnt enough for that night, I scrolled to a photo of her at the pool and let my fingers play. Unlike Jenna, she was a worthy opponent, and she didn’t even know she was in the game.
The next morning, Jenna was dressed as I had instructed her, in a matching outfit to mine. Dark hoodie, jeans, and a baseball-style cap. I wanted to remove all femininity from our appearance until the changing room. We came down for breakfast early so that Heather could see our dress code and let her guard down.
"Are you girls all set for your shopping trip today?" Clive said, smiling at us. He loved playing the role of the powerful guy pampering his harem.
"I promise not to put too much in the basket," I said shyly, making eye contact, knowing it would cause the opposite reaction.
"You are to have a damn good shop, isn’t that right Heather?"
She laughed, indulging him, and now overruled in front of him, this was important for later when we would outvote her on what was being purchased. It was satisfying to see her consume her coffee, it would take a few days for a noticeable change.
I waited for Heather to go and change and then gave Jenna a nod of the head, which was the signal for the implanted ideas from last night.
"Dad, you are the best, isn't he, Nataliya?"
"Yes, thank you, you spoil us. I wish we could spoil you."
"Group hug," Jenna said, and we both advanced on him, throwing our arms around him. His arms came around as he laughed, but they soon slipped around our waist as we pressed in against him, legs jamming into his groin as I ran my hand up his back. I could feel his cock harden against my leg.
"We promise to model for you later," I said as I rubbed my leg harder.
We broke away, squealing with laughter, back to the breakfast bar and continued eating our cereal, I saw him look at us with a new appreciation and met his gaze with a confident look. Finally, he took his protein drink out and took a large swig before replacing it in the refrigerator
Eventually, Heather came down in jeans, brown boots, and a white cotton blouse and grabbed the car keys. "Come on, ladies, let’s go shopping."
We all filed past Clive, hugging him, and as I did so, I looked up into his eyes and held the hug slightly longer, pulling him towards me. His lips moved up in a restrained smile, and his hand slid down my back as he pulled me back into him. I broke free and followed the girls out, slowing to wave as I did so. I walked away, swaying my hips, almost feeling his stare undressing me. While we were using his credit card, he would be consuming his first modified protein shake.
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Mark Lester
Great story
