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"Stockholm syndrome, look it up. Go ahead, I'll wait."

"Well? It's rudimentary I know but hey, what's an evil dictator going to do? Every evil dictator needs a harem; it alleviates the boredom and makes you not think with your genitals at every turn."

It had been a long two weeks; Kevan was tired from both school and work. His parents had lost custody of him and his sister and they were talking about putting them in foster homes. He was attempting to show them that he could support himself and his sister at the same time but it was difficult. He had a friend who's dad was a lawyer and apparently there was some sort of old law in his state that required his parents to pay child support even if their child was not living with them. Until that could be exploited he had to work a full-time graveyard shift and go to school at the same time. He slept on the weekends when he didn't have school. Luckily since he had graduated he was attending college, which meant he could take a few classes at a time instead of a full semester.

He had rented an apartment that wasn't far from the college and was close enough that he could drive his sister and Gina to school almost every morning. On those wonderful mornings he usually received a blowjob while driving. That was his personal favorite of all things they did for him. He was eighteen, he knew the penalties if anyone found out what he was doing with the two underage girls but he didn't care. He had them both under his thumb.

His mind was wandering, he couldn't help it but he was in class, the electives he had taken to augment his psychology major were boring. His decision to go into psychology had been influenced by the sexual taming of his sister and her lovely little friend. They were young and impressionable; an older subject would be a completely different challenge. Every girl or woman he passed that was attractive became the subject of his mental desires; he wanted to taste and test just about every female that walked the campus. He even had a couple of teachers that could use a nice hard cock in their ass. Mental studies denoted that older women liked younger men for one thing, their sexual fantasies. Who wants a man, even their husband, who had no imagination or sexual attractiveness left. Even the prettiest of toys could get old very quickly if you played with it too much or had it around you one too many times. These women were like play toys in his mind, subjects to augment his 'social experiment'.

The day was dragging onward and onward and in the brief time he got between classes all he could thing about was having sex, it was hard to walk around and not draw attention to the rock-hard boner in your jeans. It was lunch time for most students but he wasn't hungry so he sat out by his next class studying silently, far removed from the hustle and bustle of the college's cafeteria. The silence of the hallway was broken by the sound of high heels clacking on the hard stone floors of the second-floor technology building. His eyes were drawn to the hallway and like a herald the clacking got louder and louder signifying the presence of another in the nearly-deserted building.

He smiled as his computer basics teacher rounded the bend. His eyes were always hungry and he made no moves to hide it. She was tall and slender; she had the build of a track runner that had retired from the scene but not from running. Her legs were long and shapely, well-defined and muscled to match her arms. The blouse she wore was red, a deep blood red with a casual-cut for the cleavage area that didn't reveal much. Likewise the long black skirt she wore was below the knees and she had her long hair up in a bun. She wore glasses, he liked a bookworm-looking chick, he didn't know why. She was a very attractive cheetah with a sophisticated look about her. "Good afternoon Miss. Long."

"Please, you can only call me that when we're in the classroom, out here you can call me Pamela or Pam." Kevan was an athlete, like her, and he still had the young virile body. She made all attempts not to look; it wasn't good for a teacher to lust after her students. She hadn't had a boyfriend in quite a while though. "Diligent as always, I like that."

"Well, I have to work hard if I'm going to keep my sister." He shrugged and leaned back against the wall, the bench outside the classroom was very uncomfortable. "Since my parents lost custody I've been able to keep her in my apartment but if I can't win custody she's going to a foster home."

"Oh my, I didn't know. I'm so sorry."

She had a very nice voice, soft and delicate like the gentle tinkling of a wind chime. It was not deep and husky and at the same time it wasn't high-pitched and annoying. The in-between kind that made your ears feel relaxed. "I know, I try to keep my business my own but you seem like a trustworthy person. I work full time and attend school. I may have to get another part-time job but I don't know yet."

"Well if there's anything I can do, name it."

"Well, if you wouldn't mind, this bench is very uncomfortable. Can I use one of the computers inside until class starts?" He smiled his best disarming smile for her and looked up innocently without playing it up too much.

"Sure, I just have some paperwork to do but I don't mind if you sit in the room, you've already proven you're quiet from class." She pulled her keys out of the red purse she had in the crook of her arm and unlocked the door, stepping inside.

"Thanks Pam." He smiled wolfishly and watched her ass wiggle as she stepped inside. His eyes drank in her curves like a hungry wolf would eye a flank steak. He found his fingers locking the door behind them unwillingly.

"We're in the classroom now, remember?" She laughed softly and headed for the front of the room.

Her laugh was clear and concise; it was just as lovely as she was. He was fast loosing control of his urges and before he knew it he was following her up to her desk. He stood there behind her watching her for a moment as she erased the blackboard. His teeth were showing as he grinned and stepped forward, the demeanor on his face was not the same as it was before. A voice in the back of his head was snuffed into silence seconds before he wrapped his arms around her waist. His lips brushed her neck and he trailed his right hand up to run across the smooth abs of her stomach while his left worked downward across the tight-fitting black skirt.

"Kevan what are you doing?" She groaned and attempted to push him away feebly, he was stronger than he looked. "You can't do that."

"Your body says what your mouth cannot, why don't you close it for a moment and let your body take over." He smiled at the irony of that statement, it was too bad he couldn't share it with her. She attempted to protest more but he put his hand gently over her mouth and found his hand at the bottom of the skirt, with a soft push upward it began to climb her thigh along with his hand which was caressing her gently. He purposefully massaged her thigh as he worked higher and higher toward his prize, his crowing achievement. He knew she wanted him from the way she eyed his body, stealing glances when she knew no one was looking. As an afterthought he put two fingers into her open mouth and felt her begin to suckle on them gently. "That's it, feel don't think."

Soon enough he felt the outside of her panties and rubbed the crotch area with calculated precision. His fingers stole a feel at the waistband as he worked them inside and downward. He felt her bite down on his fingers only slightly as he ran the tip of his other fingers across her wet slit. She was hot and sticky; she couldn't hide her desire from him anymore. He pressed his muzzle against her ear and whispered softly. "You're wet, oh so hot, and sticky. You're a woman who knows what she wants and gets it. You can have it now."

With surprising speed she tore his hand from her skirt and pushed him down onto the desk, her panties went flying across the room and he felt her remove his jeans and boxers just as quickly as she had removed her panties. She didn't bother with removing his shirt though. He let out a long moan as she wrapped her lips around his manhood and suckled on the head for a moment before plunging the hard member deep into her throat. Once she was sure it was sloppy wet she pulled her mouth off of it and turned around, crouching on the desk she straddled him and pushed the opening of her pussy against his cock. A groan escaped her lips but she impaled herself quickly and began riding him.

Her pussy was tight and hot, it was all he could do to not come inside of her. With his other hand he reached into his shirt pocket and pulled out a condom. Flashing it at her he was surprised when she grabbed it and pitched it across the room. She must have been on birth control; most older women were on it. His hands grasped her hips and he started pulling her downward with each trust, but she stood up and turned around, pinning his arms down to the desk. His grin broadened, apparently he'd struck a nerve with her, and she was ravenous and wild like an animal. He could smell her scent as she leaned closer to him and purred.

It didn't take long for her to reinsert him and continue riding his cock. He attempted to struggle against her just for the sake of looking like prey, she apparently liked that. He watched her face twist into a mask of bliss and he felt a hot series of tightening that he knew was a series of orgasms. He watched her rise up from her cowgirl position and lean backward, each bounce caused the tits in her blouse to bounce slightly and now that his hands were free he grabbed her by the waist and flung her down onto the desk, wrapping his arms round her torso he pinned her arms down and forced himself into her. She protested and struggled, groaning the whole time. He wasn't prone to such base animal lust but he quickly found that it was exciting. He lifted her off of the desk and stood up; cradling her ass in his arms he bounced her up and down on his hard shaft.

Her fingers twined into his short hair and pulled his head back, her lips forcefully kissed his and he twined his tongue with hers. The kiss lasted for several minutes while she bounced on his member. As an afterthought he dug his claws into her ass and gripped her tight.

She groaned, grunted and stiffened her legs as she wrapped her arms around his neck. Her body was undulating in a sensual dance of pleasure and before he knew it he felt a hot splash of liquid spray from his cock and coat her insides. He knew she felt it because she clamped down on him once, twice, and one last time. He heard her growl in her throat and clamp down on his neck with her teeth but not enough to break skin. "Oh my god, I needed that so bad."

It took a moment for her to register what she had just done before she pulled herself off of him and cleaned herself off with a few tissues from her desk. She looked up at him with an almost panicked facial expression and gathered her panties. He watched in amusement as she bent over then stumbled while putting them on. He in turn put his clothing back on and cleaned the dribbling mess they had left on several parts of her desk. "Don't worry about it; no one will know a thing."

"Oh god, what have I done! I could loose my job over this." She put her hand on her forehead and sat down hard in a nearby chair. He knew she was close to sobbing.

"Hey, we both wanted it, we are consenting adults just enjoying ourselves." His smile made her pause; he saw it on her face. Reassurance would make her easier to mold. "Don't worry about it."

She had doubt pasted across her features so he pulled a chair closer to her and put his hand on her thigh, she didn't resist him and that was good. With his other hand he touched her cheek and smiled reassuringly. "Hey, it was good wasn't it?"

"Yes, too good." She replied in a slightly dejected tone.

"Something that feels so good can't be wrong can it?" He pulled her face back to look into her eyes. They were a soft green color, very pretty. With his other hand he cradled her face and brought hers close to his so he could kiss her again, a little more tender this time. She didn't resist, that was a good sign. "You don't have anything to worry about. Same time tomorrow then?"

She didn't reply to him, only looked down at the floor and nodded her head accordingly. She wanted it and she couldn't hide that fact. He smiled and ran his fingers through her hair and returned to his seat. "You should fix your appearance; you look like you just had sex."

"We did." She said simply.

"Nope, it never happened." The smile on her face was just what he was looking for.

The day progressed slowly for him, school was almost more than he could bear and work was worse. He worked as a clerk at a store that was part of a national chain, his manager told him on a constant basis that he was destined to be a manager but he had far better things in mind. He put up with the menial job while he made his way into psychology, which he seemed to excel in. It aided in his sales, making him the top salesman in his district in just a short time. After the day's work was done with no big events he retired to his apartment which was a short walk. He knew his sister would be home and waiting for him.

He walked into the apartment and shed his clothing first off, leaving himself stark naked. His little sister smiled when she saw him then sniffed the air around his member when he brought it close to her.

"Your cock smells like another woman master, are you displeased with us?" Keva asked dejectedly while gazing up at him with a look of hurt in her eyes.

Kevan had returned home to find his little sister masturbating on the couch in the living room. Apparently Gina had waited as long as she could for him but she had gone home. Keva had put the shades down and cleaned the house a bit as well, he was very happy with her. "No my little lovely, in fact I am very pleased with you. Your master was working on a side-project; I have a teacher in my pocket now so I won't have to worry about my grades or recommendations. Your master loves you very much."

"I'm glad master, I've waited for you. Do you want me to pleasure you?" She asked hopefully as a smile crested her features.

"Little slave, master is tired but he wants you in his bed for the night." He reached out and touched her slippery little pussy then tested the taste with his mouth. She was sweet as usual. If he hadn't expended so much energy at school and work he would have fucked her right there on the couch. "Master will need you in the morning though."

"Yes master." Her tone was somewhat disappointed but she did as she was told, just like a good girl should.

He paused for a moment and smiled as she retired to their bedroom. She had a room of her own but for the most part she stayed in his room because she was his little harem girl. Gina had promised to stay over on the weekends when she could as well. For now fucking his little sister would have to do. He paused, grinned, and corrected himself. Fucking his teacher and his sister would have to do for now.

**

Morning was always an ordeal for him but when he finally became aware of morning he felt a soft pair of lips wrapped around his free-standing dick. He knew it was his sister because she had a tight little mouth and her sweet little vagina was poised over his face longingly. His usual wakeup call alarm clock had never been this good. With a smile on his face he grabbed her hips and propped a pillow under his other pillow so he could have better access to her pussy. "Deeper, take it into your throat little slave."

As she angled herself downward he thrust his tongue into her slit, startling her into pushing it too far down into her mouth. She sputtered and coughed a bit but did not stop to his full pleasure. As he tongue probed her soaked womanhood he freed a hand from one of her hips and thrust his index finger into her asshole. She gulped hard and caused him to shudder a little in pleasure. With his tongue he violated her and teased more of the thick juices out and his finger probed her tight little butt. He didn't know how long she had been working but he felt close. He wanted to come inside of her this morning but not into her mouth. With his hands he pulled her off of him and pushed her forward. "Fuck me little slave, I want to shower your insides with my love. Have you been taking the pills I gave you?"

"Yes master, this slave does not want to have a baby." She looked back at him and smiled as she put her hand on his cock and guided him inside of her slowly.

As an afterthought he rose up suddenly and pushed her down onto her face on the bed. Straddling her ass he angled his cock down and pierced the lips of her cunt with the head. She groaned and wiggled beneath him. He craned his neck downward and nibbled on her ear as he forced the whole of his considerably generous-sized cock inside of her tight underage pussy. Her gasp of pain and pleasure made him all the closer.

Once he had settled inside of her pulled himself almost all the way out and then shoved his cock inside of her quickly. Using his hips is what pleased her the best so he kept the rest of his body braced and thrusted against her in a steady motion. He listened to her moans and groans while he kissed his way down to her neck and across her shoulders to the other side. "Does the little slave like this?"

"Yes master!"

"Tell me what she wants; what does she want more than anything?"

"Please master, give it to me I want it so badly please give me all of your love!" She felt hot and bothered, she hadn't expected him to fuck her this morning but she wasn't complaining.

"Then your master will give it to you if you're a good girl. Are you a good girl?" Kevan pulled himself all the way out of her and used his hand to jerk his cock off. He moved his hand all the way to his sheath before pushing it into her again and burying it to the hilt. He renewed the effort of thrusting his hips and put his arms under her naked body. With little effort he lifted her off the bed and stood up to move over to a full-length mirror that he had hung up on his closet door. "Look at your dirty little pussy slave, it wants my cock so bad doesn't it?"

"Yes, I'm a good girl and I want it badly!"

Her body was begging him and he didn't have the stamina to last long so he lifted her thighs up with his hands, one after the other and jackhammered his way into her tightness. It wasn't long before he found himself releasing in a long torrent, he felt as if he had released enough to impregnate hundreds of women before he turned around and dropped her onto the bed, following in suit. "My little slave has pleased me; she may clean me off as a reward."

"Yes master, thank you."

Her tongue was skilled and with each lick his body jumped but he didn't want her to stop. She took him all the way into her mouth several times before she was satisfied with what she had gathered from his gushing cock. "Good girl, now get ready for school. Gina should be here soon."

He watched her walk off and smiled, he wanted her asshole soon too. That would have to wait; he wanted to save some for his new toy. Out of all the women he had met at the school Pam was the one that could be controlled and manipulated the easiest, but not the same way that he could control his sister. No, she had to be controlled in a different way. As long as he always kept the upper hand in these situations he would be fine, that's why he put yet another condom into his pocket and smiled, patting it with is hand. "No one is going to catch me in a trap."

Once they were both showered and dressed, even though a soaking-wet Keva had tempted him without knowing it by bending over and showing him everything she had, they both walked into the living room to wait for Gina. "Keva."

"Yes big bro?"

"I love you Keva, I hope you know that."

"I do big brother, I do."

Kevan paused for a moment and held his little sister in his arms for a moment and smiled. It felt good to hold her close and reassure her that life was alright. He was not entirely sure why he felt so much lust for his sister and her friend Gina still. He had initially thought it was because they were virgins and they were innocent, untouched. Something more kept him close to them. "We start our new life here Keva; all the bad things that have happened in the past are gone, forgotten."

"I'm excited; we have everything we need now." Keva smiled and nuzzled her muzzle into her brother's chiseled chest.

As they sit there on the couch Gina walked into the apartment with her face stained from a torrent of tears. She sniffled a little and looked at them both. "My family is moving away, my dad got a job three hours away from here."

"What?" Keva stood to her feet and rushed over to Gina, enveloping her in a tight hug. She felt tears on her cheeks also. "You can't go Gina; you're my best friend in the whole world. You're like my sister."

"Gina." Kevan stood up and put a hand on her head, caressing her cheek softly.

"Yes master?" She croaked almost hoarsely.

"No, I'm just Kevan right now, your friend." He wrapped his arms around both of them and squeezed softly. He sighed softly because he would miss her as a friend and as a loyal addition to his harem. "We're going to miss you so much, when are you leaving?"

"Tomorrow, the movers are packing up our stuff and coming in after we arrive." Gina looked down to the floor and sniffled again. "I don't want to go."

"Don't look at me like that; I let him have his little moments of bliss with his precious little sister. Why, why must I prove myself to you or to anyone? Some things don't require explanation; they require action and lots of it. Seduction is only as powerful as the victim."