The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Amy practically skipped into the store, she was so happy. Amanda couldn’t really blame her, since she’d been waiting almost a month for this now.

It’d been an eventful month since Derrick had enslaved Amy. The first thing had been determining whether or not Amy was pregnant. Since they still had a few pregnancy tests from when Amanda and Sarah had been trying for their own pregnancies, it had been fairly simple. As it turned out Amy hadn’t gotten pregnant, much to her chagrin, though this also meant that while they wouldn’t have to worry about her eating for two, they did add the extra cost of putting her on the pill (because absolutely none of them were willing to accept the blasphemy of having Derrick wear a condom).

There had been an odd reprieve when it came to their finances however. This reprieve came in the form of Amy and Amanda’s father. Once Amy had come down from her initial high of being allowed to be fucked by Derrick, she’d actually insisted that Amanda contact their dad. He’d been worried sick about both of them and Amy felt that he deserved to have his daughters still be a part of his life. Amanda herself hadn’t really thought of him after she’d left home to become a part of Derrick’s harem full-time, however as soon as Derrick heard about this he ordered her to talk to him, as he didn’t want her to have to throw away her relationship with her family just to be with him. Frankly she’d disagreed with him on that, but if Derrick insisted, she’d suck it up and obey.

The moment she’d shown up on his doorstep and dad had greeted her with the biggest hug in her life though, she knew she was wrong. She hadn’t realized just how much she’d been missing him and she felt renewed gratitude to Derrick for making her go through with this.

They ended up spending a few days together, catching up. She’d told him how she’d gotten a job as a live-in maid, which was technically true, though she didn’t let on that beyond room and board the only thing she was being paid in was cum. He’d obviously been curious about who was employing her but she refused to say and he was too worried that he’d lose her again to really press her on it.

In the end however Amy had decided to stay behind. The reason given was that their dad was a wreck at the moment, both from losing Amanda, but also the short disappearance of Amy. He’d been destroyed, thinking he’d somehow lost both of his girls, one after another, so Amy decided to stay with him, both to help clean up his place a bit, but also to stick around in the hopes of getting Amanda to come back once and for all.

That last part was a bit of a deception. After all, Amanda couldn’t stay there because if she did it would quickly come out that she was pregnant. In reality, she was staying with dad in order to lower the costs associated with keeping her. It was a temporary solution as she couldn’t live there forever of course, but it bought them time to try and build a nest egg before she came over for good.

There had however been one demand from Amy and that was related to her clothes. Now since she and Amanda were twins, they could mostly wear the same clothes with little issue. That would change as Amanda’s pregnancy progressed, but even then Amy could still wear Amanda’s old clothes.

But there had been one exception. Amy had demanded that she get her own personal maid outfit, rather than share Amanda’s. Fortunately there was a nice specialty store they could go to. It was in fact the same one that Amanda had used to get her maid outfit months ago. They simply had to send in the measurements and then it was a simple wait for the outfit to arrive.

Which was why Amy and Amanda were walking into the store right now, Amy’s maid outfit had finally arrived.

So in they came. Amy rushed towards the back while Amanda walked more casually, taking an eye on some of the outfits that were on display. There wasn’t much as the store’s main focus was on specialty orders. A few people might come in and grab a random outfit off the racks, but most people came right to the back to look at the catalog. They’d find the outfit they wanted, get their measurements taken, pay, and the outfit would be special ordered just for them. Sure it cost a lot more, but the quality of the outfit made it worth it.

In their case however, the outfit had arrived so they just needed to try it on to check to make sure that there were no issues with its fit. Which explained Amy’s excitement. Amanda could see that her excitement had dwindled a bit now that she had gotten a good look at Amber, the woman in charge of the shop.

Amber looked...not well. Her skin was pale even for her, which was saying something since she typically powdered her skin to give it a whiter look that better fit in with her goth style. She also had nasty bags under her eyes that no amount of make-up was going to hide. “You okay?” she asked her.

“Just got a back injury recently, it’s been making it hard to sleep.”

Amanda wasn’t completely convinced of this, however Amber added, “Don’t worry. As soon as I get your sister sorted out I’m closing up to go to the hospital so they can finally finish with getting my back fixed up. According to them I should be alright after today.”

Amanda was still concerned about this, she did rather like Amber after all. She especially liked the fact that Amber never judged her or her sister about the outfits or about the fact that they were clearly having sex with the same man. She believed that so long as they were both happy and nobody was getting hurt, then it was none of her business what their love life was like. Still, if she was seeing a doctor about this, then there really was nothing she could do personally about it, apart from getting Amy’s fitting done as quickly as possible so she can get out of here.

Fortunately the fitting went well, not a surprise seeing as they’d made an identical outfit once already. So within less than half an hour they were out the door with a friendly goodbye as she and Amy headed back home. Amy had already let dad know she was staying with Amanda tonight and they’d let Derrick know they had a surprise waiting for him, so they simply had to get home, get changed and wait to see Derrick’s face when his new maid presented herself to him.

Amber hadn’t been entirely lying when she’d talked to the two sisters. Admittedly most of it was a lie. She didn’t have a back problem and she wasn’t seeing a doctor about it. The part was the truth however was the part that she should be alright after today. That part was true, because Beth had somehow found a way to fix what had been done to them.

Frankly the fix couldn’t come soon enough for her. This whole month had been hell for both of them. She still didn’t know exactly what it was that Ben had done to them, the only clue so far being a list of chemicals that Beth had found in his apartment.

Unfortunately that had turned out to be a dead end, as the chemicals were nothing you could get out of a home chemistry set (she knew this because in desperation, she’d actually ordered a few of them to see if there was anything about them she’d missed). She’d spent weeks on that, all while Ben’s tendrils had wrapped them tighter and tighter.

Then came the worst part. That was the night they’d tried to make love only to discover that they weren’t turned on by each other anymore. They’d spent the rest of that night crying in each other’s arms.

However this morning she’d gotten a sudden jolt of hope. Beth had contacted her to tell her that she’d found a cure for what was happening to them. She had brought it to Jessica’s bar, so as soon as she could get there, they’d proceed to fix her.

The only thing that stopped her from rushing over there right then was the ringing of the bell as a pair of twin sisters arrived at her store to pick up the maid outfit they’d ordered. Her sense of professionalism prevented her from just pushing them out the door, so she stayed long enough to get their order settled before she practically sprinted out the door to get to Jessica’s.

The drive didn’t take her too long, though every second was beginning to feel like an eternity to her. But eventually she arrived at the entrance.

The place wasn’t too much to look at, though that was the point. Jessica had long since boarded over all the windows as she didn’t feel like dealing with a bunch of idiot guys trying to peek in to try and see the lesbians at play.

When she got to the door she discovered that it was still locked. This shouldn’t have been a surprise, as the place was closed at the moment, but then how did Beth get in here?

The answer came in the form of a shadow slowly growing from behind her. She turned around to see Jessica approaching. “See you got the message too,” she said by way of greeting.

Of course. In her desperation to fix what had been done to her, she’d almost forgotten that Jessica was in the same boat as she was. For Jessica it had been worse, as unlike them, she didn’t have anyone to help her fight this.

Amber gave her a light hug before stepping aside to let her unlock the door. Once the door was open she rushed inside. At first she didn’t see anyone in the bar at all, but a sound to her right caused her to turn to the side. That was when she saw him, Ben.

He was sitting down at a chair he’d pulled from one of the tables. He seemed fully relaxed, not concerned in the slightest about her presence there. This was probably related to the fact that at the moment he wasn’t wearing anything above the waist as Beth was kneeling down at his side as she gave him a breast fuck.

The sight of it was horrifying. She was dressed only in her police top, though it had been opened up to expose the breasts that she was using to rub Ben’s cock. From the waist down she was also naked, save for two dildos, one plunged into her pussy, the other in her ass.

Amber just stood there, frozen in place. “Wha...what?” finally stumbling out of her mouth.

Beth turned to look back at her. “I found the cure,” Beth told her. “All our suffering can end, we just have to submit to Master and he’ll make us all happy little slaves, just like we always wanted.”

“No...no, this is wrong! We need to....!” was all she was able to get out before a pair of hands grabbed her from behind.

Her brain was so overwhelmed by everything that was happening that she didn’t even really process the feeling of her hands being pulled behind until she suddenly felt the cold sensation of a pair of handcuffs on her wrists. However, before she could do anything, she heard the click of the cuffs locking themselves in place, trapping her hands behind her. “Sorry,” came Jessica’s voice, “but Master says he wants you as his slave and what Master wants, Master gets.”

Jessica then shoved Amber to the ground. She grunted in pain as she fell down, unable to use her hands to break her fall. All she could do was turn her head to the side to limit the damage, though she knew that tomorrow she’d have a nasty bruise on one half of her face. She lay there for a moment, dazed at everything that had happened. When exactly did Ben take Beth and Jessica? She couldn’t be sure, but she suspected Beth was fairly recent, as she had seen Beth just last night and she didn’t think she was a good enough actress to keep her in the dark about this.

All that speculation ended when she felt a pair of hands roughly grab her hips and lift her ass up into the air. A pair of scissors then cut open her panties, leaving her pussy exposed. She then heard the voice of Ben as whispered into her ear, “Don’t worry, this will be over soon. Then you’ll be a proper lady instead of some filthy dyke.”

When she heard him say that, she tried to fight back, but her own body betrayed her. All she could do was impotently shake her body back and forth slightly while she growled, “Fuck you!” through gritted teeth.

Her rage elicited little more than a chuck from Ben as he grabbed her hips and positioned his cock at her entrance. Amber could do little more than brace herself as he violently shoved his dick as far into her as he could.

Amber screamed. Whether that scream was in pain or pleasure, even she didn’t know. But the shock of it forced her eyes open. As she looked up she saw the image of Beth sitting in a chair in front of her, frantically shoving the two dildo’s in and out of herself, masturbating as she watched the woman she had loved no less then a day ago being raped right in front of her. Amber began to cry then as Ben began to piston her from behind.

She hated this. She hated seeing the woman she loved degraded like this. She hated not being able to fight back. She especially hated that everything that he was doing to her felt so good. She didn’t want to feel pleasure, she wanted to feel sick. Instead she could already feel the orgasms she’d been unable to have beginning to build up inside of her. It was taking a supreme force of will to stop herself from cumming. But she wasn’t going to cum, not now, not ever. She wouldn’t give him the satisfaction.

Because the one thing she hated more than anything, was Ben. She despised him more than anything and she’d do whatever she could to hold out against him. Somehow though a little part of her mind told her that she wouldn’t be able to stop him, that soon he’d cum and then she’d be gone forever.

She didn’t care what that voice said, she was going to beat him. She didn’t know how, but she was going to find a way. Then Ben thrust into her one final time before he poured his seed into her womb. As this she felt the building orgasm burst through despite her best efforts. She screamed again as she came hard. The last thought she had before losing consciousness was that no matter what, someday she was going to kill him...

Ben relaxed as he leaned back on the chair he was sitting on. His legs were spread wide to let Amber easy access to his cock. She was naked now and working hard to give him a blowjob. Not that she was doing a good job, but what could he expect seeing she’d been a rug eating dyke just a few minutes ago. She wasn’t one anymore of course. He’d seen to that.

He’d had a thing against lesbians for some time now. Ever since he started college really. He’d been awkward all throughout his teen years, but in the last year of high school he’d begun filling out. He’d hoped that now that he was in college and away from everyone who knew him, things would be different. He’d learned otherwise the moment he’d asked Cindy out on a date.

When he started his first class the first thing that caught his eye was Cindy. She was absolutely the most beautiful girl he’d set eyes one, with long black hair, a warm complexion, and the biggest tits he’d ever seen outside of porn.

If it had been the Ben from high school, he’d have never even dared to approach her. But this was a new Ben, a more confident Ben. So after class he’d approached her and asked her out on a date. She’d turned him down.

She’d pretended to be nice about it of course, no doubt to keep her reputation. But when Ben discovered later that she’d started dating one of the other girls on campus, the implication was clear. She thought so little of him as a man, that she’d rather be with a woman.

If she could see him now, she’d see just how wrong she was. He was such a man that he’d converted three dykes at once. He looked up with a smile as he took in the sight of Beth and Jessica.

Like Amber they were now naked as well. However at this moment the two of them were standing bow-legged in front of him, their ample tits thrust forward and their hands clasped behind their heads to give him a good look at every part of them. He took a moment to see their pubes. He’d had them shave them into the shape of a heart, proof that they belonged to him now. He briefly pondered whether he should have them come over and join Amber in worshiping his cock, when his phone rang.

He looked over at the phone, annoyed at his fun being interrupted when he noticed the person calling. It was his grandfather, Jebediah.

As much as it may annoy him, he needed to answer the phone. It was gramps after all, who’d told him about Derrick activating. Not only that, it was gramps who brought him in so that they could find out just how Derrick had done it. So he owed gramps and unlike these bitches, he paid his debts in full.

He motioned Amber to wait with the others. Amber reluctantly got up and moved over to the others, taking the same pose they were. Ben enjoyed the scenery as he answered the phone.

“Hey Gramps,” he said.

“I don’t have much time. Do you have any updates?”

Ben smiled as he heard that. “Well when it comes to that I have good news and better news.”

“Oh?”

“Yeah. The good news is that I’m now the proud new owner of three slavegirls.”

“So it works,” came a pleased answer from the phone.

“And that’s not even the best part.”

“And that is?”

“I’ve already activated twice.”

Gramps responded to that with a growl. “I thought we agreed to wait until we were sure you had properly enslaved the girls you had already linked with.”

“Hey it wasn’t my fault,” Ben said apologetically. “There was this cop lady who was sniffing around so I had to grab her just to keep her from finding out what we were doing.”

That seemed to mollify him. “Understandable, but how can you be sure you’ve properly linked with her?”

“Well the fact that she’s standing her naked in front of me just begging me to put my cock into any hole she’s got is a pretty good hint.”

“There’s no need to be vulgar, boy,” came gramps’ annoyed response.

Yeah, Ben sometimes forgot that gramps was part of that older generation that really didn’t like hearing people swear for some reason. “Yeah yeah, I’m sorry. Anyway it’s all good right. I mean, now you can get yourself some pretty young things to look after yah.”

“No. I believe harem should be the purview of much...younger men. No, I have my eye on someone already.”

“Gonna tell me who it is.”

“A slave that has already been properly trained. One whose feckless master has proven to be unworthy of her services.”

Ben chuckled when he heard that. Somehow he had a good idea of exactly who gramps was talking about. “Well good luck with that. Anyway, I need to go. I’ve got 3 little slave girls here who need my attention.”

“Train them well. Make sure they know who their Master is.”

“Oh you don’t need to worry about that,” Ben told him before hanging up.

Once he was done he put the phone on the table before looking at his slaves. He did feel a little bad about lying to grams about activating twice. He’d considered it, but when Jenny fell to his charms she helpfully informed him about Beth also being under his thumb.

WIth that known, he hadn’t needed to risk a second activation. No, it was better that gramps took the risk instead. Even better he was going to try to take another Master’s slave. If it turned out you could do that...well that could open up some neat opportunities. He’d had eyes on that teacher that Derrick had grabbed. If they could take slaves from each other, then he was certain would be just fine with a trade. And in the meantime...

“Okay sluts, show me your asses.”

Ben sat and watched as all three of them turned around and bent over, reaching their hands back to spread their asses for his pleasure. Ben perused for a few seconds before deciding to go with the cop he’d told gramps about. As he positioned his cock on her asshole he told her, “No make sure you thank me for gracing your ass with my cock.”

“Oh thank you Master. Having your cock grace my ass is the greatest joy of my life.”

Hearing that Ben got a wicked grin. “If that’s the case, then every time I thrust in you, you’d better tell little Amber there how me fucking your ass is better then anything she’s ever done for you.”

Then, after making sure Amber was carefully watching, he made his first thrust.

Derrick woke up to the sight of Judy riding him in a reverse cowgirl. As she grinded herself against his cock, he could see that she’d inserted him into her ass as opposed to her pussy this morning. The knowledge of why she’d done that made him grin.

Yesterday he’d come in to find Amy and Amanda waiting for him in matching maid outfits. They’d both gone out of their way to make themselves as interchangeable as possible. They’d gone to such effort in fact that Derrick just didn’t have it in him to let them know that he could still tell them apart despite all this.

To reward them, he’d decided it was finally time to take Amy’s anal virginity. She’d been working on her ass all month, desperate to get him to agree to take her final virginity. So it had been quite amusing to see her eyes light up when he suggested doing just that.

Of course, since he’d spent the night giving anal to both Amy and Amanda, now Judy wan’t him to take her ass as well. It was somewhat amusing how the girls competed like that. It never got into an outright fight, that would cause problems for Derrick after all. But they would regularly compete with each over things like, who could make Derrick cum the most (usually Sarah, but when Amy and Amanda team up, they can milk him faster than anyone), or who had the best ass (that was Judy, though Derrick wasn’t stupid enough to actually tell any of them that).

Derrick was usually fine with this, since most of the time it ended up in situations like this one. Lying back as he let her dictate the pace he turned to the side to see that Amy and Amanda were already gone, with only Sarah still there, lying next to him.

She was now at a point where she was clearly carrying. With the right outfit she could still hide her pregnancy of course, but seeing as she was currently naked the baby bump was unmistakable. Mind you even if she was wearing clothes she did nothing to hide pregnancy if she could help it. When Derrick asked her about it she simply smiled and said, “Why on earth would I try to hide that I’ve been knocked up by the hottest stud on the planet?”

Derrick sometimes forgot just how complete her brainwashing was.

However since she was now clearly pregnant, Derrick had decided that this was the time to insist that at least one of his girls was going to have a hairy bush. Since Sarah wasn’t going to be sporting a string bikini anymore, she was the logical pick. At the moment she only had stubble there, but it was still growing. She’d told him that as soon as it was long enough she was planning to dye it pink like her hair (She’d dyed it back to pink the instant she heard him mention that he liked her pink hair better).

Derrick looked at her and asked with an amused expression, “Where are the twins?”

“They’re making breakfast,” Sarah told him. “They had their fun last night. Now it’s our turn.”

Derrick grinned when he heard that. “Then I guess I’d better get started then,” he said as he reached down and grabbed Judy’s hips.

Instead of using his grip to start thrusting however, he instead moved his hands up her body as he slowly pulled them back towards him. Judy, intuiting what he wanted, fell back towards him. Derrick then used his arms to slow her descent so that she fell back slowly onto his chest, now lying down with him below her.

Once she was down she turned her head so that the two of them could begin making out. As their tongues began to intertwine, Derrick reached his arms around to grab her breasts. He quickly felt around until his fingers came upon her inverted nipples. In a smoot motion that spoke of lots of practice, Derrick reached his fingers in and pulled out her now erect nipples and began to gently twist them.

Her mouth being taken up by his, Judy could only let out a muffled moan as her body writhed on top of his. That changed however as she suddenly turned her head away from him as she gave a shocked squeal as she looked downwards. Derrick looked down himself and saw that while he was busy with Judy, Sarah had slipped down below and was busy licking at Judy’s pussy as he continued to thrust into her ass.

“What are..uh...you doing?” Judy asked her in a low panting voice.

Sarah smiled back at her as she responded. “The sooner you cum, the sooner I get a turn.”

Judy groaned in frustration as she desperately tried to keep from cumming as long as she could. Unfortunately for her, Sarah was an expert at eating a girl out and Derrick had learned every one of her weak spots. Despite all her efforts it wasn’t long before she began to spray her juices out as she came hard.

Sarah smiled in triumph. “My turn!” she exultantly declared.

“Sorry, but you were working on the wrong person,” Derrick told her. “As it turns out, Judy’s turn isn’t over until I cum.”

Judy was still coming down from her high when she heard that. She gave Sarah a sloppy grin as she once again began to grind her ass against his cock. Sarah simply pouted as she watched Derrick, making it very clear that she wanted to be the one Derrick was sodomizing at the moment.

Derrick, taking pity on her, started to quicken the pace. After all, if he was going to get anything done today at all, he’d need to finish satisfying his girls soon.

Judy lay on her stomach, still recuperating from the sheer fucking Derrick had given her. Derrick, for his part had just finished putting an anal plug into her (it helped keep the bed clean, plus the girls seemed to be somewhat protective of their share of Derrick’s cum, which he didn’t understand, but didn’t feel like arguing with them about), when his phone rang.

Sarah, who was next in line for Derrick’s cock, grunted in frustration. Derrick understood how she felt, but since he noticed the call was from his sister, decided he couldn’t afford to let it go to voicemail. “Hey sis,” he said as he answered the phone.

“What are you doing tonight?” she asked.

“Tonight’s date night.”

“How on earth do you manage a date night with four women?” came Karen’s incredulous voice.

“Very carefully,” he responded.

“Well however it’s done, you’re going to have to cancel it for tonight.”

“Does that mean what I think it does?”

“Yeah,” Karen replied, her voice barely containing its eagerness. “Tonight I’ve got everything ready. We’re finally going to be able to run tests on you.”

Karen tried to relax as she waited for Derrick to arrive. She was so close. She’d been working towards this from the moment she’d realized the truth about the family’s powers and now, it was finally going to happen. All she needed was Derrick, so where was he?

Fortunately for her sanity, Derrick arrived not too long after, with Sarah in tow.

She was a little annoyed to see Sarah with him. Obviously she expected one of his slaves to accompany him, if only to act as an unofficial bodyguard in case she was planning something. She wasn’t, or at least nothing that was going to be actually harmful to Derrick, but she understood their need to protect him.

What annoyed her about Sarah was two-fold. The first was that unlike the others who could concentrate on something when they needed to, Sarah always seemed to be trying to turn whatever was going on into a new round of sex. The fact that at the moment she was covered up in a full trenchcoat, no doubt done to hide some cosplay outfit she was planning to seduce Derrick with, only confirmed this for her.

The second issue though was more abstract. Honestly she thought that Sarah was a bit too clever by half. The more she was around her, the more worried Karen became that Sarah would figure out what she was really doing all these tests to accomplish. The worst part was that Karen didn’t know how Sarah would react if she figured out the truth. Would she attempt to stop her, or would she decide that what she was doing was in Derrick’s best interests and help. Honestly, Karen didn’t want to know. She’d rather just present this to Derrick as a fait accompli and deal with the fallout afterwards.

But there was nothing she could do about it at the moment, so she plastered on a fake smile and ushered them in.

“So what’s the plan?” Derrick asked her.

“We don’t have too much time, so I’m going to have to rush you through a number of tests. First, we’ll get a basic brainscan to see if there’s anything abnormal. Once that’s done I’m going to try each of the chemicals on you while we scan to see if you react to any of them in specific. Afterwards if we have time I’ll want to do a scan on Sarah to see if anything in her scan matches yours.”

“Isn’t that dangerous?”

“How so?”

“The chemicals. What if I activate again?”

Karen scoffed at that. “Even if you do, Sarah’s already been enslaved and I’m immune so the risk is minimal.”

Derrick looked at her in a way that made it clear that he wasn’t as convinced as she was that this was safe.

“Derrick, trust me. I know what I’m doing. If I thought there was any chance that anything bad would happen to you, I wouldn’t do this.”

Derrick looked at her again, before sighing and moving on. Apparently he still had faith in her and what she told him. Mind you it helped that what she’d said was true. She may be misleading him on her exact reasons for studying him, but only because she thought what she was doing was what was best for him. If she thought this would hurt him, she’d burn her notebook and walk away in an instant.

Karen put these thoughts away as they reached their destination. “Okay, we can’t have any metal in the scanning room so you’re going to need to get changed. Sarah you can help him, but for God’s sake don’t turn this into sex! I’m seriously risking my career so we can do this, so we can’t afford to waste any time.”

“Okay, okay,” Sarah reassured her flippantly.

Karen wanted to say something in return, but she held it in. She just didn’t have time. Instead she headed into the control room and began to get everything ready.

About a minute later Derrick walked into the scanning room dressed in a customary patient’s robe. Behind him was Sarah who had finally taken off her trenchcoat to reveal what she’d been wearing underneath.

It was a sexy nurse outfit, because of course it was.

Still, she did at least do as Karen told her as she guided her towards getting Derrick strapped onto the scanning table. Mind you as she did this she used every opportunity she had to show Derrick her ass, something that became obvious by the growing erection that even Karen could see through the glass, but Karen chose to ignore that for now.

Instead she started up the program and watched as the table slowly rolled into the scanner and Derrick’s brain functions began to appear on the monitor in front of her.

As she started to eye scan in front of her, she noted just how normal it looked. Mind you she wasn’t surprised by this. In fact she’d have been more surprised if she had seen something way out of the ordinary. That was why the whole scan was being saved, so that later when she had more time to truly comb through the scan she could look for any minute differences from the normal to see if she could pin down what part of his brain activated his gifts.

But for right now it was time to get to the second part.

“Okay, it’s time to start the second test. Go ahead and grab the first chemical.”

Sarah then went to a table that had been set up in the room and grabbed a small vial. In it was the first of the three chemicals that had been dumped on Derrick’s head during his chemistry class. Though it still wasn’t confirmed Karen believed it was likely that one of these chemicals was responsible for Derrick’s early activation. If that was the case then there was also a chance that using it again could cause Derrick to re-activate. Personally Karen thought the chances of this were small, but she had to eliminate every possibility first.

She watched as Sarah approached Derrick. They’d decided in advance to use Derrick’s arm for this test, as they really didn’t want to add anymore white patches to his hair, not to mention the risk of doing damage to the scanner. Instead they’d set a towel under his left arm to catch any liquid that rolled off of him, while Sarah was prepped with a second to clean his arm afterwards, or to quickly wipe the chemical off of him if he did have a reaction.

Slowly, almost reluctantly Sarah began to pour the chemical on Derrick’s arm. Karen watched intently, looking to see if there was any reaction at all. She had reign in her disappointment however, when Derrick just sat there, showing no reaction at all. Karen took a quick look at his brainscan to see that it was showing no outward changes as well. She then took a deep breath before writing, ‘No reaction,’ in her notebook next to the name of the first chemical.

“Okay, clean him up and then we can try the second.”

Sarah worked quickly and efficiently to wipe the liquid off Derrick before putting the vial back where it was and grabbing the second. She repeated the process, slowly pouring the liquid onto Derrick’s arm, when suddenly Derrick screamed out.

Karen had a brief moment to watch as Derrick’s brain scan went haywire. It was like every part of his brain was firing at full power all at once. Before she could really process this however she felt a searing pain in her head as she fell over, screaming as she writhed on the floor holding her head.

STUPID!!! She’d been so stupid. She knew about her great great uncle dying after failing to enslave his sister and she’d just ASSUMED that what had happened was that she’d just stabbed him when he’d been distracted by his power failing. It had never occurred to her that what had happened was that his death had been CAUSED by her own powers.

She knew that right now Derrick’s power was on full blast, desperately trying to find someone to latch onto and she was the only target in range. But her own powers were working to protect her, which meant that the two abilities were quite literally duking it out. If his powers didn’t somehow overwhelm hers and enslave her, then the only way this was going to end was when one of the two of them died.

Karen could only curse her arrogance and desperately try to keep herself from passing out due to the pain. However, just as suddenly as the pain had started, it stopped. Terrified at what that meant, Karen practically leaped to her feet and stared through the window into the scanning room.

To her shock, Derrick wasn’t lying there dead. Instead he was awake and sitting up, being cradled by an inconsolable Sarah who’d clearly pulled his restraints off in her desperation to do something, anything, to help him.

But if Derrick wasn’t dead and neither was she...then the only option left was that she’d been enslaved. If that was the case then pretty soon she’d be the newest member of Derrick’s little harem. As she was coming to terms with this she suddenly heard a cough to her side. She turned her head to see Kiara Washington, CEO of the hospital and her boss looking at her with undisguised rage.

“So, do you want to explain what all of this is to me?” she asked in a voice that wasn’t so much chilly, as it was approaching absolute zero.

Oh. So she was here. Then that meant....well fuck.