Tall, skinny and pale, Vlad doesn't look like much, but there's something about him. If you saw him in college, you'd think he was charismatic and persuasive. He was always surrounded by beautiful women and influential people. Not only that, but they took his side!
He wasn't all that charismatic, he knew. Nor was he persuasive, really. He had an advantage, though. Something that set him apart. It had taken him a whole semester to work it out, but now he knew. The experiments, the time and worry and stress. They'd paid off. He had cracked it.
Those people did what he told them, without question. They even liked doing it. They acted as if it had been their idea all along. Consequences, be damned. They all had one thing in common.
Vlad's semen.
He'd proven it. Anyone who swallowed his semen was under his control. It was... exciting, but also frightening. Unquestioning obedience. Who wouldn't want that? But it was dangerous, corruptive and, he knew, evil. Still, he wasn't about to throw it away.
How did he find out? Well, that was chapter one. This chapter is about how he put it to use, how he made it work for him.
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Vlad sat in the classroom, eyes fixed on Ms. Steinert as she stood naked by the chalkboard. Her body was a sight to behold, despite her age. Her skin glowed in the soft light of the room. Her breasts were full and firm, her nipples erect as she pointed to the questions she had written on the board. Her waist was slender, curving into hips that seemed to invite my gaze. Her legs were long and shapely, ending in feet that were perfectly manicured.
Ms. Steinert's clothes were piled neatly on her desk. She had put them there when Vlad has told her to undress. Her eyes were locked on Vlad's, filled with a mixture of challenge and arousal. Vlad had her under his control, but she was still her own woman.
"Alright, Vlad, let's try this again," she said, hips swaying as she walked towards him. "What is Hooke's Law and why would we need it? Remember, there's a prize for getting the correct answer."
Vlad closed his eyes, enjoying the sensation of her gaze. He wanted that prize, wanted her to give him it, willingly. He thought for a moment before responding confidently
"The formula is F = kx, and it's about how much elastic stretches."
Ms. Steinert smiled, impressed. "That's correct, Vlad. Well done."
She fell to her knees and crawled under the desk he was sitting at. He looked down at her as she pulled his shorts down and gasped once again at the size of his cock. She always seemed to be surprised by it.
When she opened her mouth to suck him in, he slid down in his seat.
"Suck it good," he gasped.
She had plenty of experience, and she seemed to always have something new for him. This time, as her tongue swirled around his glans, her finger traced the main vein down to his nuts. When it reached them and she began to cup his balls, her throat opened up and she swallowed his cock in one quick motion.
That was enough, and he began to fill her belly with his powerful semen. He closed his eyes and felt the sensation of her swallowing every drop. She would remain in his power for as long as she kept this up.
Post cum clarity washed over him. This wasn't the only class he was struggling in. If he could use his powers, he could easily pass any class. Ms. Steinert's slurping continued while Vlad began to make a plan. He would use his power to control other professors, ensuring he excelled in all his courses. The thought filled him with both excitement and a sense of purpose.
"Thank you, Ms. Steinert," Vlad said, breathlessly as he watched her emerge from under the desk. Her lips were still wet from his cum, and some of it had run down her chin to her tits.
Ms. Steinert smiled, her eyes gleaming with a pride.
"You're welcome, Vlad. I'm here to help you in any way I can."
Vlad's mind raced with possibilities. He knew that with Ms. Steinert under his control, he could manipulate the entire faculty. The thought alone was thrilling, and he couldn't wait to see how far he could take it.
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The bell above the door jingled as Penny, Mike, and Vlad walked into the convenience store. Meg, who was restocking shelves, looked up with a worried expression. The store was quiet, with only a few customers browsing the aisles.
"Hey, Meg," Vlad said, approaching her. "What's wrong? You look worried."
Meg hesitated before speaking. "It's Jean. She's been really upset lately, but she won't say why."
Jean was the store manager. She'd been a real pill when Vlad had first met her, but she'd softened. It was right around the time when Vlad screwed her brains out.
"I'll go talk to her," he said, thinking that he had an idea what was wrong. He headed towards the back room.
Vlad flicked the lights on. Jean was sitting at a desk, her eyes red from crying.
"Jean, what's going on?" Vlad asked gently, closing the door behind him.
The store manager looked up at Vlad and broke down again, her body shaking as she sobbed.
"It's my husband," she managed to say between sobs. "He's cheating on me with his secretary."
Vlad already knew about the affair. In fact it was how he'd gotten into her pants in the first place.
"I thought you were OK with it," he said, gently wiping her tears. "Since you and I evened the score."
"No!" she wailed, hugging into him. He sat on the desk in front of her. "It's not just that, he's ruining our business. He's over-extending, buying stupid shit to expand, and we're losing money."
Vlad nodded in sympathy.
"I can help you, Jean," he said, his voice soft but confident. "Stop crying."
He didn't mean it as an instruction, it was just something you say to console someone. Jean was under his power, though, so she immediately stopped crying. It didn't register in his mind, though. He was already rolling towards the next conclusion.
"They say you shouldn't get mad, you should get even," he continued. "So let's get even by cheating right back."
Jean looked at him in disbelief, but Vlad's words seemed to spark something within her. She nodded, and Vlad pulled her into a hug.
"Let's start now," he whispered, brushing her hair away from her ear. He pulled his cock out as he sat on the desk and pushed her down onto it. She opened her mouth without protest and started to suck his cock.
"Take off your clothes," he said, holding her head in place. If he'd been thinking straight, he'd have realised that this wasn't how to show sympathy. He wasn't, though. The power he held was changing him.
She managed to strip while sucking his cock. He saw that she was naked and pulled her up by the hair. He kissed her deeply and. with his hands on her hips, lifted her onto his cock. They fucked on her desk, first in this sitting position, and then with her on her back and him standing. He pounded into her, making her cry out with pain and ecstasy. She climaxed in both positions, and he pulled out and came over her stomach and tits.
As they finished, Jean looked at Vlad with a mix of gratitude and determination.
"Thank you," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I'll do whatever it takes to save my business."
Vlad smiled, his eyes gleaming with a plan. He put his dripping cock into her open mouth without a thought.
"I'll take care of your husband and his secretary. Just trust me."
Jean nodded, her eyes filled with tears and her mouth filled with cock. Vlad left her cum covered and prone.
