This is the 4th installment of an ongoing story about Michele a and Tim. For sure, it is a disturbing relationship and is in no way intended to describe something healthy or ideal. Emotional sadism is central to it all. If this bothers you, this is not the story for you and I suggest you venture elsewhere.
What makes the story interesting to me is what takes place in the minds of the characters. Without words and ideas and the feelings that go with them, it's all just mechanics and honestly, that's not so interesting to me. Simple, pure fucking is a great thing to do. I don't need to read about it. Perhaps when I was verrrrrrrry young, that alone would have intrigued me. Now...yawn. This is a dark, emotional journey. I hope you enjoy it.
The following preface is cut and pasted from installment II. For a more comprehensive understanding of their world, you can venture back to the first installment. Read it or skip it.
This story takes place in a very male dominant society, one which is even more patriarchal than our own. Our hero, Michele, is enchanted by the discovery of her own sexual super power. Poor, lucky Tim, on the other hand comes to realize that he falls under Michels's spell, he does not measure up to societal expectations. These two young people are discovering and becoming as they grow together as a couple.
Psychological conflict and tension are central themes in this saga.
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The story has been formatted to meet the publishing requirement of our host and I am hopeful the necessary kinks have been worked out.
A more complete preface can be found at the beginning of the first installment and if you did not read it, it could be helpful to do so. Here are some of the contextual parameters of the fictional world the story takes place within.
* People are legal adults at 18 years of age.
* People usually live to about 2,000 years of age.
* The cultural norm has almost all legal adults living with their family of origin until they turn 200 years old.
* Young people between the ages of 18 and 200 are treated as and referred to as children when they choose to continue living with their parents.
* Young people between the ages of 18 and 200 often behave much as we would expect teenagers to behave here in our world. They are kept in a state of arrested emotional development.
* Young people between the ages of 18 and 200 years customarily consume "blockers" which prevent them from having sexual feelings or impulses.
* Often young people will begin to "date" around 160 yers of age and while they are expected to continue to take their blockers, some will surreptitiously stop taking them while a few will stop responding to them.
* Age and masculinity are revered in this world. Everybody looks up to their elders and few seriously question the patriarchy.
All characters in the story are over 18 years of age.
It is customary for those below the age of 200 to demonstrate their status by wearing clothing which signify to others that they are off limits. They would wear what we would think of as children's clothing. Remember, an 18 year old and a 1,900 year old would look exactly the same age, so children's clothes are very useful for signaling to those over 200 years to abstain from any romantic or sexual pursuit of another who was deemed of an inappropriate age.
Lastly, sex is not technically illegal for people between the ages of 18 and 200 years. It is considered profoundly taboo. Adult-children (18+) do have sex but it is kept very quiet. Some parents punish their children for engaging in this sinful pleasure and adult-children almost never tell-on one another in this regard, even those who might not like one another. Adult children live by a code and violation of said code subjects one to complete ostracization. Almost none experiment until they are well over 160 years old.
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Over the following years, they met as infrequently as once a week and occasionally, though not usually as often as four times a week. The rate of meeting was based on Michele's domestic/personal needs as well as the "break throughs" that Michele and Krista saw them making with Tim in his therapy.
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"You are a unique and very, very special person! You have within you a boy and a girl. You are both Tim and Kimberly and that is wonderful!"
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He stood naked on the coffee table with his hands clasped behind him and his legs slightly spread.
"Naughty...Naughty...Bad...Little...Boy...So...Very...Dirty..."
Between each single utterance, Krista brought the wooden ruler down hard on his erection. Her left hand rested on his lower stomach at the base of his erection, used to bend his cock at the root such that it was perpendicular to his lean, hard body. She smiled gleefully with each swing of the ruler and relished the sharp smack as it infused terror into his mind and pain into the boy's hard penis.
He cried out and begged but it went on and Krista drank in his fear, pain and submission with wide eyed relish! She loved what she was doing and was confident she could actually cum from striking his cock.
If I can just make him cry!
She'd give him a rest and allowed him to go flaccid, and then she'd change her manner utterly. She'd allow the boy to put on his panties once more and become Kimberly. Kimberly was treated to nothing but sweet kindness.
"Darling girl, what ever is the matter? You seem so upset. Here, come with Ms. Krista to the couch. Come here pretty girl."
With Kimmy in just her panties, the two snuggled on the couch. While gently brushing Kimmy's body with fingertips, Krista gave her the most slow and gentle kisses. They were loving and "chaste" tongueless kisses intended to sooth the traumatized girl and considered a normal aspect of Kimmy's therapy.
Instantly, Kimberly would become aroused and it was encouraged. As though calming her seven year old daughter, "Yes, good girl. It's okay, Kimmy-girl. You are very, very loved and you will always be taken care of."
Krista would oh so gently rub her over her little, sissy rhumba panties and her erection was acceptable...as long as the panties were on. "Look at you," she encouraged. "What a good girl!" The gentle kisses were so moist and were fed to Kimmy between each sentence. Krista's words were so loving and encouraging and her tone so hypnotic, it made Kimmy want to be the best little girl in the world.
Nothing felt better than being a good girl.
Suddenly Krista pulled down Kimberly's panties and "discovered" Tim once more. "Oh no you don't! How dare you..." Back on the table, "Naughty...Naughty...Bad...Bad...Boy!" And it continued. And the tears did come. And so did Krista!
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"It's almost nothing really; little more than vitamins," said Krista as she poured the contents of the small vial into a glass of water. "If I'd wanted to, I could have slipped it into your water and you would have never known, but there is no need. All it does is take just the slightest edge off. It will simply relax you so that you can concentrate on what we are doing and get the most out of it."
What Krista gave Tim was a new and powerful designer drug called Psyzine. Psyzine was engineered and produced by a small team of lady chemists, physiologists and neuroscientists at UCBS who were immediately under Felicity Drake, the university president and member of The Ladies.
The entire project was kept in house, top secret and fully owned by Felicity and her sister Millicent. Their only client was the the Porschean government who paid handsomely for access to the drug they used to turn certain foreign nationals to their way of thinking.
It was particularly effective with interrogations and with long term use, turning civilians into spies. There were a shocking number of foreign dignitaries under its influence all of whom were brain washed into representing Porschean interest abroad.
Felicity and Millicent were especially eager to see just how the drug could be used to reprogram Tim. The possibilities were most intriguing to the Scion Sisters or the SS, as they were referred to in elite circles.
Psyzine worked to make those on it both highly suggestible and profoundly, sexually aroused. The direct effects of the drug would be gone in less than ninety minutes after it was administered and he'd have little or no conscious memory of what transpired while under its influence.
What made the drug so potent was that although he'd not remember his time under its influence, he could be profoundly affected while in its grip and its full spectrum, mental effects were long lasting and if reenforced, became permanent.
The chemists called it Hypnotica-9 because with the right amount of therapy, suggestion, guidance or hypnosis, call it what you will, one could fundamentally reorder another's instinct or nature. It produced a "cloud nine" sensation and there were nine scientists who were instrumental in its development.
