Part one: Patricia's peril
It was a normal day at the gym in the small town of Hastings. It was a Saturday and the gym was jammed. Everyone seemed to be there since the weather was too nasty to be outside. Tyrone was scanning the room more than concentrating on his workout. Tyrone had special powers. He had the ability to read, and control people's thoughts and actions. He had done it before and was looking for his next victim.
Tyrone was a 36 year old black man standing 6'2" and 220 Lbs. He works out and stays in great shape. Tyrone met Patricia at the gym they both belong to.
Tyrone sat on the bench at the center of the gym - watching the crowd of customers milling about. Tyrone was doing what young men have done for ages - he was girl watching. Saturday was prime time for this. It seemed that every teenage girl in Hastings was at the gym that day. Tyrone looked across the gym and saw a beautiful teen girl walking his way. She was a gorgeous girl of Hispanic descent, about 18 years old. Her long jet black hair pulled back in a ponytail. She had a really defined face, beautiful big brown doe eyes, perfect firm 34DD tits, long olive skin legs and a great ass, and this drop dead gorgeous figure all stood on a 5'8" frame. She was a dead ringer for Gianna Michaels. Her more than ample chest was squeezed into a workout tank top. She stopped and turned to work out at one of the machines. That gave Tyrone a look at how well she filled out her shorts.
Patricia glanced over at the man sitting on the bench. She noticed the way that he was watching her. It gave her the creeps although she couldn't figure out why. He looked to be older and to Patricia 30 was old! Plus he was black, which was not her first choice in boys, never mind men! But he was looking at her so intently! Patricia decided to walk down the row in the opposite direction. She started to turn around and walk away. She suddenly started to get flushed - she felt her whole body temperature go up. She looked back over her shoulder at the strange man who continued to watch her. Patricia started to feel kind of special that he decided to watch her rather than any of the other pretty girls in the gym. She felt that many of the other girls had a nicer figure than she did and maybe a shapelier ass than her. But he picked me out, she thought. Patricia began to feel a wetness form between her legs. She looked at the man again and began to think how hot he looked. "He's really cute," she thought to herself. "I wonder what it would be like to be in bed with him." "Wait, What!" she thought and shook her head to clear it!
Patricia wasn't the type of girl to pick up strange boys, never mind men. As a matter of fact, she was actually a very conservative young Christian lady with a reputation as Good Catholic girl and she had no idea she is about to become a slut, especially for black men.
She just had to find out more about this beautiful man. She turned around and walked as quickly as possible to where he was sitting. He is so cute, she thought to herself - then immediately she wondered where that thought came from. This is so weird, Patricia thought to herself, but she continued to purposefully walk over to the stranger.
"Hi, do I know you?" she asked. "I don't normally just walk over to strange men and introduce myself." She continued to be a bit unnerved by the fact that the older man continued to stare at her but she could not look away. He has such beautiful eyes, she told herself. Patricia felt such a sexual energy between them but could not figure out where that was coming from.
"Please sit down next to me," the man said
"Thank you, Tyrone", was all that Patricia could say. "Wait a minute, how did I know his name?" She leaned over and gave him a kiss on his cheek. Too bizarre – "what is going on here?" was all that Patricia could think about. "I've got to get away from him!" But rather than leaving, she found herself scooting closer to Tyrone and resting her hand on his thigh.
"Hello Patricia. I bet you are wondering who I am and why you are acting this way. As you have already discovered, my name is Tyrone and I am your new man!"
"My man! You have got to be kidding me. I don't know what your game is but you can go to hell! You're just some flaky jerk!" Strong words for Patricia. After Patricia yelled at him, she stood up to leave.
"I hoped that we would get off to a better start than this but I guess that I need to prove something to you and teach you a lesson. When you walk away from me, you are going to go into the rest room. I want you to take off your workout bra and panties and bring them back to me. You will apologize to me for acting like a little bitch and pledge your undying allegiance to your new Black Master. You will recognize that you will have to earn the right to ever wear panties and bras again - as a matter of fact, if you try to put one on without earning the right and getting my permission, your tits and cunt will start to burn so badly that you will get them off so fast." Tyrone calmly told her. "Oh, and by the way, you will take off your bra and panties in the men's room and not in any stall."
"What a dumb jerk", she thought, as she turned and began to walk away. "I can't believe he talked that way to me."
Patricia began to walk toward the hallway containing the rest rooms. Try as she might, she could not force her body to walk a different way. Patricia kept walking and to her horror, she stopped at the Men's Room door and opened it up and stepped inside. "God, I can't believe that I am doing this! Stop. Run out of here. Quit this!"
Patricia had never seen the inside of a men's room before. There was a line of urinals and three stalls. Geez - there is someone in the stall, she thought. He'll see me. She felt her hands reach up and she started to pull her top off. Try as she might, she could not stop herself from doing this. She pulled her top over her head and removed it. Patricia then felt her hands removing her shorts. "Stop this!! Get control of yourself." Patricia began to tug her shorts down past her round ass and down her smooth, shapely legs. She pulled her shorts off and stood there clad only in her blue bra and panties. Suddenly, the door to the rest room opened and two men walked in. She wasn't sure who was more startled.
The two men stared at this beautiful teenage girl wearing only a skimpy bra and bikini panties. "Are we in the wrong rest room?" one asked.
Patricia heard herself answer, "No, you are in the right place. I just need to change my clothes. I'll be out of here in no time." "Take your time", one of the men said.
Patricia's face was bright red with embarrassment. She could not stop herself from following Tyrone's instructions. She reached behind her back and unhooked her cotton bra. As she slid it off her shoulders, she felt the cool air hit her tits and her nipples began to harden. "Oh, God not this."
The two men were standing at the urinals pissing away but their eyes were on her. Patricia hooked her thumbs on the waistband of her panties and began to slide the thin fabric down her body. Soon, she stood there completely naked. Worse yet, she felt the wetness between her legs intensify almost to a gush! Patricia quickly reached down and grabbed her shorts. She pulled them up her legs and over her ass, as fast as she could. Patricia then grabbed her workout top and pulled it over her head and covered up her naked tits. Her nipples stayed hard and they stuck out through the thin material of her top. She quickly grabbed her discarded bra and panty, and literally ran out of the men's room. "How could she have done that? How could she have got herself naked in front of those men in a men's room?"
Patricia walked as fast as she could down the corridor back into the gym. She was determined to walk straight toward the exit and out of the gym and this nightmare. As she came back into the gym area, she glanced quickly to her left and saw that Tyrone was still sitting in his place. She turned and began to forcefully walk away from him. Suddenly, she felt inside that this was wrong - she had to go and see him. As a matter of fact, she really wanted to talk with him. She knew that she had to be with him - that Tyrone was the most important person in her life. Patricia turned around and began to move toward the bench where Tyrone sat.
"Master, I am so sorry that I was a bitch with you. Please forgive me. I want to serve you so bad that I will do anything to earn being your slut slave. Here is my bra and panties. I am unworthy of wearing them." Patricia handed her bra and panties to 'Master Tyrone.' In the back of her mind, she was screaming "NO,NO,NO" but she could not help herself. Tyrone accepted her undies and set them down on the bench beside him. He looked at his new slave - Patricia looked so cute with her braless tits filling her little workout top and a spreading wet spot at the crotch of her shorts. Yes, she was going to be great fun to play with and take as his slave.
"You have done well, Patricia. Please sit down close beside me and hold your bra and panties on your lap." Tyrone said to her. Patricia sat as close to him as she could and held her blue undies in her lap. She felt that everyone was looking at her and could see that she was bra less and actually holding her bra and panties on her lap. Tyrone knew that she was totally embarrassed and loved it. Patricia moved even closer to Tyrone and hooked her arm around his.
"You are probably wondering what is going on. I have been using a very rare power on your mind. You see, when I was very young, I realized that I had a gift - a power that no one else had. I could use my mind to control what other people did and even what they thought." It wouldn't work on animals - only people. My parents were very good about helping me control this power but they are gone now. I've decided that I might as well use this gift to benefit me. And that is why I have chosen you."
"But why me?" asked Patricia.
