David suspected something was different about him from other people. It had been this way ever since puberty began. (The most noticeable thing was the change in the pitch of his voice.) He discovered he was able to convince girls to do things with him they normally would never do, and all he had to do was concentrate really hard and ask them. He got Sally Convers to flash him in the courtyard after school, and he was pretty sure that some of the other students had seen her do it.
Two days later, she approached him at lunch and sat down at his otherwise empty table and looked him in the eyes.
“What did you do to me on Friday after school?” she asked bluntly.
“Uh, nothing?” he said doubtfully. “What are you talking about?”
“You did something.” she said, without much confidence or conviction. “I've never done anything like that before, but I showed you my bra after you told me to lift up my shirt!”
“I've never even spoken to you before.” he protested.
“I didn't say you spoke.” she countered. “I've asked around, and none of my friends who were there that day heard you, so you put your words directly into my mind. I for sure heard you ORDER me to flash you!”
“That's impossible.” he told her. “I mean, just listen to what you're saying!”
“I know.” she agreed. “Totally impossible, but it felt really good obeying you; I want you to do it again! Tell me to do something else.”
“I don't know what you're talking about.” he said aloud, then concentrated again and mentally told her to go to the bathroom. He pictured the ladies room on the second floor; one the was hardly ever used, especially at lunchtime, since there were no classes up there in the afternoons.
“Oh, goodness!” she said under her breath. “Yes, like that!” She got up suddenly and left the table, looking back over her shoulder for a moment as she left the cafeteria.
David took a last bite of his lunch, then followed her out and began climbing the staircase to the second floor. There was an elevator, but he didn't want anyone to catch him using it. The stairs were much safer, and he saw her there just a moment later, sitting on the landing between flights, and holding her head, as if stifling back tears.
“Oh, hello, Sally.” he said in a friendly tone. “Fancy meeting you here!”
“What are you going to do to me?” she asked him, choking back a sob. “Just so you know, I've never even kissed a boy before!”
“Do you want to?” he asked her, kindly. She looked at him and shook her head, then nodded, then shook her head no again.
“I don't know.” she said, her voice holding back tears. “Truthfully,I've never given it much thought, but now that YOU'RE here, like this, I can't get my mind off it!”
“You sound confused.” he told her. She nodded, looking at him and the tears got away from her for a moment. “Oh, hey, Sally, don't cry!” he said, wiping a tear off her cheek gently. “I promise not to hurt you!”
“I don't know what you want from me!” she whispered, now sobbing. “I know I asked you to talk to my mind and make me do stuff, even if I don't know how you're doing it, but I don't know how far you're going to push it!”
“Would it help if you knew?” he asked her. She sniffled the last of her sobs and looked at him earnestly, nodding. “Follow me upstairs into the ladies room.” he thought at her, concentrating in that special way again.
She shuddered and smiled, then followed him up the stairs and into the bathroom. She noticed that he turned the bolt to lock it behind them too, but didn't mention it. She didn't want anyone to catch then in whatever act he had planned for her either. She was embarrassed enough that several girls had caught her flashing him last week.
“I'm not going to “make” you do anything.” he said to her. “I'm also not going to not stop you from doing anything, either, though.”
She looked at him in horror at his words, as a mental image of her on her knees, topless, and she was opening his pants with both hands suddenly filled her mind.
“I can't do that!” she gasped, untucking her T-shirt from her jeans. “I'm not wearing a bra today!”
“I know.” he smiled at her, in a friendly manner. “You're never going to wear one, ever again.”
The look of horror increased a magnitude as she also realized that she was not wearing panties, either. “Are you going to take my virginity?” she asked, beginning to sob again.
“All three of them.” he said, confirming her greatest fear.
“Oh no!” she whispered. “You can't! I'm saving myself for my husband!”
He smiled at her as she lifted the shirt up and stripped it off and dropped it onto the floor beside her, letting him look before sinking to her knees in front of him.
“I don't want to do this!” she said, sobbing as she began unbuckling his belt. “Please, I don't want this! Please make me stop!”
She had his pants all the way open now, and was helping him step out of them, still crying miserably as she looked at the bulge in the front of his boxers. “Please, no, I don't want this!”
“Sally, I'm not “making” you do anything.” he told her. She pulled down the front of his underwear and his massively thick, 9 inch cock flopped out and came to rest on her forehead.
Another picture filled her mind of her kissing the tip of it as she held it by the base with her right hand, and she could taste the sweet saltiness of the droplet of pre-come beginning to form there.
“Please, no?” she begged softly, and was powerless to stop herself from enacting the things she had seen herself doing in her mind.
“I already told you, I'm not going to stop you from doing the things you choose to do.” he said. Just then, she saw herself letting his whole cock exit her mouth and she stood up and turned, bending over the sink and spreading her asscheeks with both hands.
She coughed out a sob as his cock left her throat and she fought down the urge to vomit at the sweet taste in her mouth and felt the coldness permeate her nipples as she grasped both cheeks and pulled them apart.
“One down.” he said, and she could hear the amusement in his voice. “I'll let you decide which I take next. Anal or vaginal?”
“Anal?” she asked, confused. “I don't know what that means.”
“This might help you figure it out.” he said, clearly amused. One short moment later,she felt his cock entering her bottom as he held tightly onto her hips.
“Oww!” she screamed in pain, feeling him fully inside her.
“Shh!” he cautioned her. “Not so loud! We're not supposed to be in here!”
“Ohh, take it out!” she begged. “Do you think anyone heard me?”
He pulled his cock out of her ass and tilted his head a moment. “Yes.” he told her. “One of the janitors, Mr. Wright; he heard you all way downstairs and he's on his way here right now.”
“We can't let him catch us here!” she said frantically, pulling her shirt back on. Hide! You've got to do something!”
“There's only one way to explain this in a way he'll believe.” David told her.
“What is it? I'll do anything!” she said, looking at him beseechingly.
“Clean me off with your mouth.” he told her. “You definitely don't want an infection down there.”
“What?” she asked, then figured it out quickly and turned around, sucking him clean and standing back up, leaning against the sink and spreading her legs. They heard footsteps coming down the hall. “Do it quickly, then hide in one of the stalls!”
He nodded to her, then took himself in hand and thrust into her pussy all the way, in one solid thrust. She muffled her quiet cry of pain at the tearing of her hymen with one hand over her mouth, then saw him scuttle into a stall and close the door and pull his feet up as the key turned and the door opened.
She saw the janitor looking at her with more than a little shock at the thin line of blood trickling down the inside of her thigh.
“Please don't tell anyone about this!” she begged him as he was frozen in shock.
“What are you doing in here, young miss?” he demanded. “This whole floor is off limits to students for the rest of the day!”
“I know, Mr. Wright, and I'm sorry, but none of the other girls can know! They'll tease me until I graduate!” she told him.
“You want me to keep this a secret?” he asked her. “I could get in a LOT of trouble for doing that, you know. You're not supposed to be here. Not at all. Technically, you are trespassing, and I could lose my job for not reporting you, you know.”
“Please, don't say anything!” she begged. “I'll do anything!”
“Anything?” he asked, smiling. “I can think of something you could do to keep this a secret.” She saw him glance down at the blood trickling on her thighs. “And trust me,in your condition, there's no chance of you getting pregnant.”
“I'm a virgin!” she told him shrilly, clasping her legs closed tightly.
“Okay.” he said amiably, coming closer and rubbing his groin. “Get on your knees then.”
“What?” she asked, sounding puzzled, even though she knew what he wanted and her heart filled her mouth and her heart beat loudly in her ears. “Get on my knees? Why should I do that?”
“You don't HAVE to.” he said to her. “But if you don't...” he paused meaningfully. “It's okay. We can just go to the Principal. I'm pretty sure he'll keep your punishment in house, instead of calling the police...”
“No, wait!” she said, dropping to her knees. “You want me to beg? Okay, I'll beg! Please just keep this a secret!”
He took two steps and moved right in front of her, then stroked her hair out of her face. “Begging isn't exactly what I had in mind, little lady.” he said, smiling down at her. He unzipped his coveralls and pulled his cock out of the opening, stroking it to full hardness quickly.
“Oh my GOD!” she exclaimed softly, her eyes growing wide. “Sir... you're... you're... EXPOSED!”
He chuckled at her nievite. “Never seen one before, have you?”
She swallowed hard. “No sir. Not like this!”
He moved it even closer. Less than an inch from her mouth, and put both hands on her head prevent her from moving away. “Open your mouth!” he commanded.
“Sir?” she asked, sounding confused on purpose.
“Open your mouth, little girl! You're going to suck on it!” he told her.
She tried to turn her head, but he had both hands holding her head tightly and prevented her from moving. She began to cry and closed her mouth tightly. It mashed against her lips mercilessly.
“Open your mouth, girl, suck it!” he ordered. “Or we can just go to the police right now!” He stroked her hair affectionately and let her go.
“No, don't get the police involved!” she begged. He smiled down at her.
“You know what you have to do to avoid that, then. Open your mouth and suck on my cock. Go as deep as you can, use your tongue on the head of it on the upstrokes, and NEVER let me feel your teeth, not once!” he told her.
She knew she had no choice but to obey him, but she looked up at him one last time and put a hint of desperation in her voice.
“Please don't make me do this, sir!” she begged. “I've never done it before, and I don't want to be a bad girl!”
“Then be a good girl and do what I say!” he retorted, putting both hands on her head again and letting his cock press against her lips. “Open up and suck it!”
She looked up at him with tears in her eyes, but opened her mouth a little and allowed his cock entry. She could taste the sweet/musky flavor of his pre-come that she had already become familiar with, but was intrigued by the subtly different flavor from David's. She wondered if every man had his own flavor, and decided that she liked David's better than Mr. Wright's. She wondered if it was because he was younger or because she just liked him better.
“Hurry up, girl, make me come! I have to get back downstairs!” he told her, so she began to suck on it as she moved her tongue around. It seemed to work, too, judging from his breathing and his moans. “I'm almost there.” he told her. “Play with my nuts, then swallow my come!”
His tone of voice left no doubt in her mind that he was giving her an order, but she resisted, drawing her face back a little and letting him slip out of her mouth.
“What are you doing?” he asked her, looking down at her and grabbing two handfuls of her hair. “I told you to play with my balls and swallow it, you stupid bitch! Why did you stop?”
“I don't want to do this!” she told him. “I'm a good girl, and only bad girls let guys come in their mouths!”
He looked at her and smiled again. “Okay, then, I won't come in your mouth. Get up and let me sit down, then you can sit in my lap. I hope you're on the pill!”
She stared up at him, her face a frozen mask of fear. “I told you, I'm a virgin! I can't do that!”
“Fine, not your pussy, then. Put me in your asshole instead!” he told her, smiling even more broadly at the expression on her face. “Don't worry, your precious cherry will still be intact. You'll still be a virgin!”
She looked up at him, fresh tears in her eyes. “Never mind.” she whispered. “You can come in my mouth.”
“That's not what I want anymore.” he told her, smiling again. “I want to come inside you. Sit on my cock.”
“I can't do that; I'm still a virgin!” she protested.
“Do it in your ass, then.” he told her. “Your precious cherry won't even be touched!”
“Oh! I'm still a virgin there, too.” she said shyly, blushing. “Are you really going to make me...”
“I'm not going to make you do anything.” he told her, smiling with a cruel glint in his eye. “You don't even have to look at me, if you don't want to. Sit in my lap with your back turned, for all I care, but my cock IS going to be inside you when I come!”
“Ohh, okay, I guess, if means nobody has to find out about this... I don't want a reputation!” she said, looking down at the floor again and blushing.
“This can be our little secret.” he promised her. “Now sit on my cock, or I call down to the Principal right now!”
“No! No, wait!” she said desperately. “I've never done this before; just give me a second!”
“Your second has passed, young lady! Take off those panties and fuck me! Asshole or pussy, your choice. If you make me wait much longer, I'll choose for you, and I promise you you won't like it. You really want to stay a virgin? Get my cock inside you RIGHT NOW!”
She wept a silent tear as she pushed her panties back down and backed up against him, then sat down on his lap, feeling his erection laying between her asscheeks like a bar of iron. Then she raised up a little and took it in her hand and centered it on her tight little rosebud, but hesitated a moment.
“Not good enough, bitch!” he growled, then took her hips in both hand and pulled her down as he thrust is hips up and penetrated her forcefully.
“Oww!” she yelled, almost a scream. He grinned and thrust again, getting the whole head inside her, plus about half his length.
“You like that, little girl?” he laughed in her ear. “My cock is in your asshole. Kiss THAT virginity goodbye!”
“Ohh!” she moaned, not looking anywhere but the floor. She tried to lift up off him, but he still had both hands on her hips and only allowed her to move an inch or two before pulling her down again, this time making her go all the way down, until she was sitting on his lap and his whole length was inside her.
Right at that moment, David stepped out of the broom closet where he had been hidden and saw both the custodian and the girl look at him startled.
“What are you doing?” Sally asked. She tried to get up, but she was still being held firmly in place with Mr. Wright's cock still full length in her asshole.
“I came here to take your virginity, just like we talked about this morning.” he told her smiling. He discovered he could only “pull” one person at a time, so he concentrated on Mr. Wright, who was the more problematic of the two before him anyway.
“Yeah, okay, but as you can see, I'm a little occupied at the moment. I'm also bleeding, in case you hadn't noticed.” she said.
“Oh, I noticed, all right.” he told her. “All that means is you won't get knocked up when I come inside you.”
“You- you're going to come in-inside me?” she asked, stammering a bit and the blood rushing from her face in fear. “You're going to take my virginity?”
“No, you're going to give it to me.” he told her, speaking directly to her mind. Suddenly, her face lost the look of fear in her eyes and she beamed a broad smile.
“Thank you!” she said gratefully. “I knew you could change me by speaking to my mind with that voice, and you did.”
“Want me to change you some more?” he asked, smiling back at her.
“What are you going to do?” she asked, puzzled. Then she heard the voice in her mind again.
“That pain of losing your cherry will bring you pleasure.” it said in her mind, and she felt the meaning of the words sink in and change her.
She looked up at him in surprise as she felt his cock sink into her, stretching her open as far as her hymen, then withdraw.
“You did it!” she said wonderingly. “That hurt, but it hurt so good!”
“You should really enjoy this, then.” he said, smiling at her. Then he drove his cock fully inside her, timing his thrust to coincide with the Mr Wright's thrust into her asshole.
That one thrust ended her virginity, and the pain/pleasure inspired the strongest orgasm she had ever experienced in her young life. She was being DP-ed; a concept that had never even had the possibility of occurring to her. The voice sounded in her mind again.
“Being humiliated gives you the same pleasure you feel from being caused pain.” it said. “Humiliation and pain at the same time gives you triple pleasure.”
“Oh my God!” she thought to herself. “What is he doing to me?”
David smiled to himself, and allowed her to see him do it. He saw the fire flare in her eyes as what he had done was recognized in her mind. Her defiance was written in her eyes like her heart was as blatantly obvious on her outside of her upper sleeve,sewn clumsily on and ready to be ripped off and given away.
He took a step toward her, then without a word spoken, he punched her in the belly, hard enough to make her drop to her knees and bow her head to the floor at his feet. He dropped on hand from his waist, then made her look up at him with one finger under her chin.
“You're the one who wanted me to change you, right?” he asked. “This is what I changed you into, Sally. You're now the little cum-slut you always had such disdain for in your heart of thoughts.
“This is what you want me to be?” she asked quietly. “You want me to be a slut?”
“Yes, baby, this is what I want.” he answered, smiling at her discomfort.
“I'll make you a deal.” she thought back to him, not speaking aloud, but looking him straight in the eyes. “Can you hear me thinking?”
He didn't reply, so she spoke aloud. “I'll be a slut for you, but you alone. Don't make me do it for anyone else, and I'll be the biggest slut you ever met, but let me keep my reputation as an ice queen.”
“Deal.” he thought to her, and suddenly Mr. Wright pulled out of her ass, fixed his clothes wordlessly, then left. “A slut just for me.” She felt herself changing again, no words spoken, and suddenly love filled her heart, love for David, and she vowed to herself to never betray him.
She leaned forward and kissed him on the lips, opening her mouth and letting her taste her tongue as they swapped spit. “Thank you.” she said, when the kiss broke, She looked him straight in the eye. “I love you.”
“You say that now.” he pointed out, looking at her askance. “Will you still be able to say that after your slut training is complete?”
She suddenly looked nervous. “What are you going to make me do?”
“Oh, don't worry; I'll start you off slow.” he said, in a reassuring tone of voice. “Just me; to start with, then with another one of my girlfriends. I really can't wait to see you lezzing it out with her. Then with a couple of my guy friends. You ever heard of a DP? You'll love having three cocks inside you at the same time, I promise. Then it's on to dogs, and eventually, horses. After that, the only left for you is suicide, I'm afraid.”
She got a look of fear in her eyes. “No! Please; I don't want you to change me THAT much; please, can't I just be a slut for you?” She looked at him, pleading. “Can't you love me too?”
“I'll tell you what.” he said, making her an offer. “Help me find other girls I can do that stuff to, and I'll spare you. Can you do that?”
“Yes.” she said grimly. “I already have the first target in mind, too. Kimberly Stratford? You know her? She's a couple years ahead of me, and a total bitch. She used to be good friends with my sister, and made fun of me every chance she got. Let's fuck up her life!”