Part 3 Elane
A continuing story about Duncan and his ability to control people through the power of suggestion.
Recap: In part one, we read of Duncan's innate ability to exercise mind control over people through the power of suggestion.
I like to think that I use my gift to help people become the person that makes them content in life. Of course, It is always good when the interaction also rewards me with a new temporary fuckmate.
This installment of my story centers around Elane, a nineteen-year-old college sophomore with a holier-than-thou attitude.
As if that in itself isn't bad enough, her daddy is a prominent state politician who I despise for his deceitful pandering ways.
Elane needs to be the center of attention, and if she does not approach you, your dog shit.
I was in the campus coffee shop one morning during the normal student rush hour when Elane walked in and ordered her drink. Standing near my table she was looking for a seat when I spoke up and offered her the seat across from me.
She looked at the table and chair, then at me, and abruptly said no stamping off to the door like a spoiled brat. In that brief moment, I had concluded that this haughty little brat was going to be my newest subject.
As such, I help her learn humility and civility. The next morning, the scene in the coffee shop was quite the same. This time I did not offer the only seat in the room, which was at my table.
She looked around sorta shrugged and pulled out the chair across the table and unceremoniously plopped her dainty stuck-up ass down with an air of disappointment.
Looking down at my cell phone calendar I tried my mind control power to see if she was susceptible to suggestions. I suggested she simply say hello.
Elane looked at me and said hello. I looked up, smiled, and said hello, good morning. Again I subliminally suggested she apologize for her rudeness the day before.
Elane looked very uncomfortable, speaking softly she apologized uncharacteristically. She grew up privileged and people in her family apologized to no one.
Elane thought "why did I apologize to this man?"
Yes, she will be a good subject and a challenge to my powers of suggestion and control.
Speaking to her, I asked her name followed by some very benign rudimentary background questions which lead me to learn who she was and who her family was.
Over the next few weeks, I would learn things about her she would never admit to anyone except the closest of friends. She was a virgin, no, she didn't directly tell me but I interpreted that factor from various conversations.
Elane was not dating, She had a roommate who she secretly desired. She liked guys but didn't want the complications of heterosexual male-female relationships interfering with her study goals.
As I said, I normally use my power to help people but I dislike her family so much that I'm going to destroy her and stain her family's reputation.
Over the past few weeks, I had Elane getting very comfortable with me and I was able to break down her internal defenses. It is now becoming very easy to suggest changes in her wardrobe and bring her out of her shell.
One of my first suggestions involved her dressing down to look much like all the other students. Next, I suggested she start enjoying her college freedom by going commando.
Elane was uncomfortable with this suggestion, but I convinced her that in baggy jeans and sweaters, no one would notice or make an issue of it.
Elane finally succumbed to my patient but insistent suggestions. She has been going commando for a week now and is now comfortable in her skin.
Next, I worked on getting her to loosen up with her roommate. They would often be nude or nearly nude in the privacy of their dorm room. I suggested that she brush against her casually when they are together. Build comfortable trust.
Elane followed through and one morning told me her roommate and she had kissed softly, followed by some girl on girl petting. She still had a spoiled brat mean streak which I have witnessed a few times.
I want to break this brat bitch, but I must take my time. Move too quick and she'll run like a scared doe. I again planted the idea of her kissing me. I did so before and it was too soon.
This time as we were leaving the coffee shop, she looked around and wrapped herself around me planting a kiss on my mouth. I left her to be the aggressor, she needs to think it is her that is controlling things.
She stopped, looked confused and embarrassed, and apologized saying "I'm sorry, I do not know what came over me"
I replied, "no need for apologies, I enjoyed your kiss and your company." Reaching out, I pulled her to me and kissed her, she opened her mouth and allowed me to suck her tongue into my mouth.
She had a small but sweet tongue and mouth, and I could sense the fire starting in the pit of her stomach. I kept kissing her, one hand wrapped around her shoulder and the other around her waist holding her close by the small of her back.
I had her, now I only had to reel her in, break her cherry, and break her will. Her will is already crumbling. I suggested she meet me after classes and we parted ways.
After Classes, I met her outside of the lecture hall. We walked toward my apartment, idly chatting about class and her home life. I invited her in and she quietly followed.
Once inside I offered her some wine. While getting the wine I was using my gifted talent to comfort her with my monolog.
We sipped the wine while sitting on the couch and reaching in I again drew her close kissing her mouth. Elane reacted aggressively, kissing me back as if she were controlling the scene.
I causally lowed my hand brushing her encased tit through the sweater, dropping my hand to hers, and placing it on my leg. She started rubbing and squeezing my thigh while getting even more aggressive with her kissing.
I started rubbing her back, slipping my hand under her sweater to reach one of her tits.
She reached down, and I thought she was going to stop me but she grabbed the bottom of her sweater and yanked it over her head.
Game on! I reached up cupping her very beautiful creamy white tits with their pink nipples, lowering my head to capture one in my mouth, sucking it in and mauling the other as she clung to me for dear life. She's mine, say goodbye to your cherry bitch.
Reaching down, I unsnapped her jeans, opening the zipper and pushing my hand down to cup her virgin cunt.
Elane was lost to lust. She reached down and unblocked my pants, lowering the zipper and reaching in to grab my cock.
Her eyes got that doe in the headlights look and she gasped your so big!
You won't fit, you'll hurt me.
I responded by covering her mouth with mine and cupping her ass kneading it softly to comfort her by slowing things down a notch.
Elane got comfortable but the fire in her gut drove her to start stroking my cock while sucking my tongue into her mouth aggressively. Exactly what I wanted.
I again reached around to cup her cunt and she arched her back, shoving her hot moist snatch into my hand. I stopped to push her jeans down when she shoved me getting up and dropping her jeans to the floor stepping out of them.
I got up, taking her hand and leading the way to my bed. We embraced, and fell back onto the bed, I started kissing my way down to her tits, stopping to suck them while rubbing her cunt to stoke the fire deep inside her.
She was responding like a bitch in heat. I continued my assault lowering my kisses down to her stomach and onto her mons, pushing her legs apart and running my tongue through the furrow of her moist snatch.