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Archive name: wopi6.txt (MC, Mf)
Authors name: Homer Vargas (Vargas111@yahoo.com)
Story title : The WOPI Chronicle - Part 6/?
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The WOPI Chronicles (MC, Mf)
by Homer Vargas
Comments Please to Vargas111@yahoo.com
Chapter 6
David and Claire
David smiled when he heard the click of the door's
security system. Ten o'clock; even earlier than usual.
What a wonderfully horny woman Alexandra had turned out
to be. In fact the more they made love, the more she
seemed to like it, to need it. He had given Alexandra a
long slow workout that morning that left her panting for
more and reluctant to leave. That usually meant she would
be back around noon for a quickie. He smiled. By this
time of day Alexandra would be ravenous for his prick. He
liked it when Alexandra came to him in great need; it
heightened the irony. To the women of WOPI, he was
Alexandra's personal prisoner and they thought that
behind these closed doors their leader was slowly
subverting his will, conditioning him to be a helpless
slave of WOPI. It hadn't worked out that way. He had been
able to make her his slave because she wanted and needed
to be fucked. She hadn't had him in her for hours. She
would be more than eager.
David got a shock, therefore, when he opened the door! A
woman younger than Alexandra, and just as well
built came in. She wore the standard WOPI garb, the
deeply V-neck and excruciatingly short white smock that
never failed to stiffen his prick, whoever wore it. She
saw his surprise and smiled.
"Good morning, Captain Knight. I thought it was time we
got to know each other. I'm Dr. Hillary, Claire Hillary,
the chief psychologist here at WOPI. I supervise the
women who condition the we "invite" to headquarters.
I normally spend a night with our guest after he has been
here a week or so to check how well our are doing
at keeping him happy."
"I suppose that is unnecessary with me. Alexandra seems
to have taken charge of me personally," he replied
nervously.
"So it seems." Her smile was a little cold.
"Nevertheless, I've been wanting to spend some sack time
with you for quite a while to see how good a job
Alexandra is doing." She paused, then continued. "Of
course, I have heard you have an especially nice dork
that penetrates a woman most satisfyingly. I love to have
a properly conditioned fall into bed with me and fill
my to send me off my nut. Unfortunately, Alexandra
has been rather selfish with you and made you
'unavailable' for my examination. It's quite a
distinction."
"Perhaps Alexandra thought I was particularly difficult
to control," he suggested.
"Or perhaps there was some 'other' reason," the
replied archly.
"I wouldn't know; I have nothing to do with the
decision," David replied nervously, both because Claire
seemed to know Alexandra's and his secret relationship
and at the realization of the attraction he felt for her.
"No? Some of us who listen to Alexandra in hear at night,
yelping with ecstasy, think you and that long
woman-pleaser between your legs have everything to do
with it," she smirked. "When our leader comes out after a
session with you, we see Alexandra with the glassy eyes
and silly vacant grin of a woman who has been 'screwed
nude, and unglued.'"
"That we have sex is hardly a surprise, is it?" David
fended.
"We think it's more than that. We believe that after the
boss felt you inside her that first night in bed, she
'took a liking to you.' And we know what part she likes!
If she isn't careful, a large and satisfying enough cock
can sometimes make even a normally intelligent and
aggressive woman stop thinking about anything except the
next time she's going to get her reamed. We suspect
once your long tool penetrated our unsuspecting
leader's hot little box, she forgot about WOPI and NASO.
She became just another silly female who needs to get her
cunt stuffed so bad she'll let a man's prick do her
thinking for her. And you've been keeping the boss so
well supplied with the sex she craves, she hasn't been
able to or hasn't even wanted to put you under proper
control."
"I don't know what you mean. It's true she enjoys making
love frequently."
"*That* we know, Captain! Frequently?" Claire huffed.
"Alexandra can't seem to get enough of you. When our
newly over-sexed chief executive comes to visit you at
night, she is already horny. Her has been juicing up
for hours in anticipation of getting a good reaming from
your long stiff woman-pleaser. To everyone else,
Alexandra is a cold, hard taskmistress. For you, she's a
playmate. She only wants to please you so you will keep
putting it to her. She dresses up in baby-doll nighties,
and pulls them up, begging you to fondle her pussy. She
rolls over in bed and spreads her legs, whimpering to get
her crammed full of your long dick. We have
seen how she throws her legs in the air so your prick
rubs her clit better as you shaft her deeply or lifts her
ass so you will take her from behind. You've discovered
our boss will do anything for the whose meat is
keeping her filled to satisfaction."
"So? She enjoys sex. You said you do, too," David
replied.
"Yes, but I love power more. I enjoy as only when he
is completely my slave. With Alexandra it's different.
She knows what she's going to get from you every night
and you don't disappoint her. I've had monitors placed in
this room and I watch how you meet her at the door. I see
the crazy eagerness in her eyes when you take her in your
arms and melt her with a kiss before she can think of
anything else. You know her are the randy cow's
weakness so immediately you reach inside her shift and
begin working her gazookas. How the slut loves letting
your hands on her turn on that flow of hormones
that will eventually overpower any woman with desire. You
know that playing with the of a woman like
Alexandra puts her brain on standby and ignites the itch
in her pussy."
"Does she know you have been on her?" David
demanded.
"What sort of fool do you think I am?" she sniffed and
continued, pacing up and down and she lectured him,
enjoying her moment of triumph. "I see that soon you've
got her hard as rocks, her nipples erect from
arousal. Then your hand goes up under her smock to knead
her ass. You've told her to wear them short and to go
without to give you easier access to her box and
she gladly complies. She loves the way you play with her
sex. A finger goes into her weeping and you begin to
diddle our leader thoroughly. A couple of orgasms later
and our feminist leader is spreading her legs and moaning
for a MAN's prick."
The total disdain in Claire's' voice was chilling. She
was glaring at him now like prosecutor at the defendant
during the summation of a trial. "When you've worked
Alexandra into an insane rut, you lay her down in bed,
push open up her legs, and slowly insert your long,
cock deep into that ravenous pussy. As she feels your
prick slide into her, inch by long inch, deeper
into her burning cunt, she looses it. Slowly,
rhythmically you move your cock in and out, always
touching her clitoris, filling and pleasuring her. You
can make her wraith and bray with lust as one orgasm
after another rolls over her, deadening her brain. You
keep the silly woman coming until she is physically and
psychologically ravaged."
David could see that Claire's anger was directed almost
as much at Alexandra as at him. Shaking her finger at
him, she continued to vent. "She comes one last time when
you finally unload a big charge of hot man-fuck into her
pussy. The hot hits her like a narcotic. We
have watched the idiotic, satisfied smile spread over her
face. She purrs with contentment as she feels your dick
continue to pump her full of semen. Gradually, her
eyes glaze over and flutter closed; her body goes limp,
overpowered by ecstasy. You've put our leader to sleep
with an orgasm. She doesn't know anything until morning
although you rouse her to semi-consciousness several more
times that night to put it in her and make her cum. And
of course she won't leave in the morning until she's
opened her legs and had you roger her again."
"And why should you care how Alexandra spend her nights?"
"It's my JOB to care! Her weakness can ruin everything,
more that even she realized. And it's not only at night
you have her wanting it. Since you've been getting into
her, she thinks she can't live through a day without your
cock going into her at least once. We know she slips in
here about this time in the morning, when she thinks no
one is looking, for a quickie. If she can, she insists
you give her a full down-on-her-back, legs-in-the-air
reaming. If there is no time for that, she drops her
drawers, gets down on all fours, and has you bang her
from the rear for a few minutes until she's breathless
from multiple orgasms. So you see why I am eager to spend
some time with you."
"You mean you want to see for yourself what your boss has
been enjoying." David grinned slyly.
"No, I mean to put a stop to it," she retorted sharply.
"What's wrong? We both enjoy ourselves."
"Two things, Captain Knight. First, the boss is
"enjoying" letting you keep her itchy stimulated so
much, she has allowed you to remain free of WOPI control.
Worse, although she doesn't know it, we know you to pump
her for information. At night between orgasms we've seen
what you do. You leave your still stiff cock in her
and fondle her while you ply her with questions.
She answers you like a happy zombie. You are using your
prick to make our leader into a NATO mole."
"So I'm curious about how you operate," he replied. "I
have no way of getting information out of here.
"You]d like us to think that. Unfortunately for you, one
of our "guests" is a real techie who helped us get into
and monitor Alexandra's Internet traffic. Since then,
he's been giving us everything. They must be getting
worried since their clever Captain Knight's e-mails
stopped arriving," she smirked, seeing David's shock.
"It'll be fun to see what they do next. But for starters,
I'm just going to make sure you never fuck Alexandra
again."
"And what does Alexandra think about that?"
"She wouldn't like it -- if she could think," Claire
smiled smugly "But I have made sure she 'can't' think,
right now and for a long time. Alexandra is fully
occupied this afternoon with the pastime you introduced
her to -- having her filled."
"I don't believe you. She doesn't screw anyone but me.
"Normally she wouldn't. But to make sure she was in the
right mood, I slipped a few drops of testosterone in her
morning coffee."
"Why? Do you want to keep her safe from me by
masculinizing her, make her grow facial hair?"
"Not at all, my friend. In small doses testosterone does
exactly the opposite. It makes a woman more feminine in
the most primitive way. Female athletes who let their
coaches give them 'big T' to 'improve their performance'
found out the hard way it made then perform better, all
right ... on their backs, to their coach's total
satisfaction. They craved orgasms so bad, even the
straight women started going down for other women. Back
at the women's athletic dorms it was one long orgy with
the spending all night with their heads between
each other's legs getting each other off."
"I don't believe you!" David replied.
"In that case, you might find this I had made very
interesting. It shows the visit of one of my favorite toy
boy to Alexandra an hour or so ago."
*****
"You see, she never had a chance," Claire smirked. "As we
speak Alexandra is on an airplane with a testosterone
patch implanted to keep her horny as a skunk. Charlie is
at her bedside to put his prick in her every few hours t
keep the rutting woman in a dazed, happy stupor. By
tomorrow Alexandra and Charlie will be at a secluded
island resort. If all goes as planned," Claire explained,
"Alexandra will never return to WOPI."
"What? Do you mean ... foul play?" His reaction surprised
David himself. Though sick from watching Charlie seduce
his Alexandra, the thought of them actually harming her
was a horror.
"How sweet!" Claire chuckled, "If I didn't know better,
I'd say you're sweet on our EX leader. No, there will be
no foul play, just a very dirty trick. You see, a few
weeks ago I switched Alexandra's contraceptives for
placebos. The poor horny dear doesn't know it, but
sometime in the next few days, she'll become fertile. And
my Charlie and the other out there will be shooting
live ammunition."
David stared at her aghast.
"That's right! As a result of this crazy little affair
with her new boyfriend, in a few weeks Alexandra is
going to find herself pregnant! Just think of the juicy
scandal! The powerful head of WOPI is seduced by a hunk
twenty years her junior. Completely sex crazed, the
famous feminist runs away with her boy. And during a
non-stop sex spree the suddenly promiscuous Miss Milan
promptly lets herself get knocked up like the silliest
teenager who can't keep her pants up! Worse, she won't
even know who the baby's is."
"You ARE and evil bitch," David spat.
"I try," Claire replied with sarcasm. "Imagine Alexandra
trying to run this place, waddling around in maternity
dresses with her swelling up like balloons and her
tight tummy sticking out, especially if she still had the
hots for Charlie and has to take time out every few hours
to get mommy-to-be's re-charged. No, Alexandra will
be finished as the head of WOPI. I'll take over."
David stared at her in shock.
"So your girlfriend won't be back, boo hoo hoo," Claire
smirked. "That will solve WOPI's problem and give me
plenty of time to solve your problem, too."
"My problem?" David asked apprehensively.
"Why yes, David," she smiled arrogantly, "a serious
problem. By sexually dominating Alexandra, you have been
missing out on the true pleasure of sexual conditioning.
Alexandra was supposed to show you just how marvelous it
is to have a big sexy woman take the sexual initiative
while you surrender totally in passive pleasure. You
don't know yet the incomparable bliss of being totally
enslaved by the sexual power of a woman who knows how to
totally despoil a man's libido. Your prick has had
Alexandra too much in rut for her to be able to put you
under that delicious spell, to enfold you into that
exquisite bondage that come to crave."
The cheep rhetoric did little to reassure David that it
might not be true.
"Fortunately, you need wait no longer. With Alexandra
otherwise occupied," she chuckled ominously, "I am taking
over your conditioning. You and I will make love right
now and I'll start making up for what you've been
missing."
"I don't think I've missed anything." he responded,
defensively. "Not with Alexandra!"
"Such touching loyalty!" she sniffed. "That's because you
haven't spent a night in MY arms yet, David! As a
psychologist, I know how to make you experience total
satiation. You will be overpowered by a sexual attraction
is so strong it makes you helpless. You may try to resist
me at first, but you will eventually succumb to my plump
sexiness. You can't help yourself; it's a kind of mental
rape. I use desire to violate first your mind, then your
body, and finally your will."
David shivered, but listened with growing dread.
"It starts out the same as being seduced, David. I'm sure
a highly sexed like you has fallen many times into
the clutches of a determined woman even before Carmen and
Alexandra. When a woman wants to make you fuck, you look
like the kind of that always yields in the end. You
will yield to me, too, but this time the pleasure will be
so much greater, and the effect permanent."
"What makes you so sure. I've always come out on top
before."
"Very funny! This time you loose, because I'm not just
some little who is hot for your pecker. I want more
than to get you excited enough to make you stick it in me
when you weren't at first intending to. I hardly care
about the sex. I'm out to totally dominate you."
"And how do you propose to do that?"
"Let me show you," she replied. :"Shall I open my blouse
for you so you can stare at my big feelable, suckable
tits? I'll drop my skirt. Seeing me just in
inflames your desire. My body is arousing you, but I do
not want to excite you, Captain Knight. I want to use
overpowering lust as a drug to tranquilize you. The
craving for my body is starting to make you weak and
docile, unable to resist my will. I am using sex to
pacify you, to take away your will and ability to fight
me."
David fought to ignore her words but they poured over him
like a river at flood.
"Look at me, David," she said, softer now, stating to
inch slowly closer. "Look at my big round tits. See them
bouncing, bouncing up and down. You can't take your eyes
off of me, can you?. Stare at me, David. Gape. Gaze at my
wide hips swaying back and forth. They are putting you
into a trance, David, making you feel warm and helpless,
aren't they? You feel lazy and languid. You'd love to
have sex with me, but you are enervated. You only want to
lie in my arms. You are so weak, David," she whispered.
"My sex has taken away all your strength. You have to let
me do everything for you now." she said sitting down by
him and putting her hand in his pants.
It felt wonderful. "Claire!" he moaned.
"Don't speak, darling. I know how badly you want me.
That's all right... Do nothing. Rest. I'll unzip you and
play with you prick until its hard enough. I'm going to
get you ready to fuck like a lascivious aunt fondling her
innocent teenage nephew." She smiled to see his eyes
glaze as the erotic daydream she suggested took him. "You
are a good little that knows his auntie is naughty.
She wants to make you do bad things. You don't want to be
bad, but auntie knows how to touch your penis and make it
feel good. So you let auntie continue." she said cradling
his head to her bosom. "Auntie is going to make her
little do anything she says. That's a good boy,
Captain. Rest your head against my bosom. You need to
rest," she said stroking his face gently.
Unconsciously, David's eyes closed and his mouth opened
"Take my breast," she cooed, placing the erect nipple of
a hard round booby to my lips. "You want to nurse me.
Suck my like a baby. My will soothe and
quiet you. You will soon forget, forget everything. I
rubbed my pretty boobies with a mild tranquilizer.
Sucking my boobies will lightly sedate you. The drug
makes you feel very good, Davie, very happy, very
peaceful. You are content to lie in my arms and let me
soothe you, stroke your penis, and arose you. It feels
very nice. You are getting very sleepy, Davie, drifting
slowly, like a feather, down, down into my power, deeper,
deeper." She smiled as his eyes closed and he began to
nurse.
"You are feeling very weak, Davie baby, too weak to
control Alexandra any longer; you do not even want her.
She's like all the other women that used to please you;
they demanded too much exertion. You are no longer
capable of that, my little darling. From now on you will
need a woman like me, strong enough to satisfy you
without your effort. After I we fuck, you will be unable
to have sex with any woman who does not dominate you.
I'll make you crave sex and you'll be dependent on me to
satisfy you. Your need will make you my slave. But you
will accept your enslavement gladly because I will keep
you drained. You'll be sated and happy until its time to
leave WOPI."
Her words were now just a pleasant buzz in his ear, like
the soft flap, flap, flap of a ceiling fan on a hot
afternoon siesta far away.
"And now the time has come to yield completely to me
Davie. Surrender fully to me as I gently put you to
sleep." His pants were down and she laid him back on the
soft couch. "Lie down and relax, now." she whispered as
he sank back on the bed. "It will soon be over. I will
make this feel so ... good, Davie," she whispered now, as
she took his throbbing penis and slid it up into her warm
moist cunt. "I'm on top of you Davie, dominating you the
way you like it. I've got your penis up in me, it can't
escape; it doesn't want to escape. You love the feel of
my weight, pinning you helpless on your back. You can
feel my power over you and accept it. I'm fucking you,
Davie, my pet. As I ride up and down on your cock, moving
it in and out of my pussy, you are slipping deeper under
my control. I will fuck you until you can no longer
think. Only feel... feel so sleepy... feel so good to get
fucked... to sleep. Fucked... to sleep. Fucked..." The
last thing he remembered was his come spurting up into
Claire's pussy. Then blackness.
-- o --
Davie awoke in the arms of the most wonderful, the
sexiest woman in the world, the only woman he could ever
want. He didn't remember much about last night, only
making love to Claire. Or rather Claire making love to
him, sending him to transports of ecstasy he never
dreamed of. "Good morning, Claire," he said softly, happy
just to be with his goddess.
"Good morning, Davie. I was a very bad last night, I
hope you don't mind.
"You don't look bad to me," he replied reaching up to
stroke one of her lovely breasts.
"That's exactly the way I was bad. I stole you away from
your girlfriend."
Davie thought of Alexandra and knew whom she Claire
meant. He remembered in an abstract way that until
yesterday Alexandra and he used to have sex, passionate
sex. He had begun to suspect that they were falling in
love. And there was more - Alexandra used to tell him
things, important things. But that seemed irrelevant ages
ago. Alexandra meant nothing to him now. Claire was
everything!
"You succeeded. What are you going to do with the stolen
property," he asked, starting to nibble Claire's
hardening nipple.
"Don't trouble your little head about that, my pet. I
have plans," the smiling replied. "I have plans."
To be continued.
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