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The Devil's Pact edited by Master Ken Copyright 2013, 2014 Chapter Fifty: The Bloody Knife Visit my blog at www.mypenname3000.com. On November 17th, 2014, the world seemed to belong to the Tyrants

The Devil's Pact, The Ghost of Paris edited by Master Ken Copyright 2014 Chapter Three: The Lionesses Monday, September 2nd, 2013 – Paris, Texas Selling my soul was the single greatest decision of my life! Being invisible was the greatest freedom in the world

Author’s note; this is my first delving into writing a story about MIND CONTROL. It is admittedly a long story with a detailed history of the characters so please be patient and bear with me. It is also subtle mind control as opposed to overt and total control

The next time, it turned out, was soon. I was at home, in my office, just having gotten out of my work dress and put on more convenient clothes. While I dressed, I started to wonder about her instructions

Note: ——I am NOT the author! There are several authors actually, I’m not so certain that any one of them is the creator, but I know it’s not me. I am simply sharing this lovely story with all of you because I have not seen it on here

Minding Others by DiscipleN (Wherein, our protagonist gets several clues about the power he possesses, but he has yet to control.) Chapter 2 The next day, I felt great! But I had to go to school. That day was the worst of my life

The Futa's Mind-Controlling Panties Chapter Seventeen: Naughty Futa-Teacher's Spanking By mypenname3000 Copyright 2020 Note: Thanks to Alex for beta reading this! Verónica Escamilla My new girl-dick dripped with Terra's pussy cream

Richard’s Pendant By Sinistra Part 1 Richard sat in his armchair, his gaze fixed on the grandfather clock on the other side of the room. 14:03. Open on his lap lay a large, leather-bound book, but he’d given up on even pretending to be able to focus over an hour ago

Episode 1 Tom had just begun his teaching career at a middle school near his home town. His ability to anticipate events was a gift that he had been nurturing for years. It started out in high school when he could almost to the minute know what time it was

Dylan Donahue was no ordinary man

Sunday morning in camp looked almost like any other morning in camp. To an untrained eye, nothing was amiss. A sole figure moved through the camp. It was the Nebraska undergraduate with the full torso jaguar tattoo that hadn’t been there the morning before

Chapter 1 Roland looked up from his book to his phone buzzing on his desk. He was one of the only 22 year olds he knew that refrained from the technological age. Granted, he had some games on his mobile device, but they were simple affairs that he didn’t spend much time on

She wakes up. She grumbles and groans at her alarm clock. Then, she tosses it across the room because just the day before, she broke the "snooze" button on the side. She sighs, then rolls herself out of the fluffy red covers and onto the floor

(As a prelude to this tale, it must be known that this story is based on a roleplay done by my Master and myself. We enjoyed it very much and He asked that I write this to be shared. I love dressing up and playing a victim for Him and enjoy every second

My standard disclaimer, all stories take place on a different earth, where the orbit is 3 times ours, making ages 1/3 what they are on earth. And where the age of consent is thus 6. “Jessica and Abby still coming over tonight?“ I asked. “In about 15 minutes