The Mind Control Device Chapter 15: Enjoying His Mind-Controlled Students by mypenname3000
Discover the tantalizing twists in Chapter 15 of 'The Mind Control Device'! Dive into an erotic tale where desires intertwine with power as he enjoys his mind-controlled students. Explore the boundaries of seduction in this captivating story by mypename3000. Perfect for fans of mind control and erotic fiction!
Dean is enjoying mind-controlling the students at his school! , The Mind Control Device
Chapter Fifteen: Enjoying His Mind-Controlled Students
By mypenname3000
Copyright 2020
Note: Thanks to WRC264 for beta reading this!
Dean Michaels
My cock spurted into my student’s hot, tight, young pussy.
“Mr. Michaels!” Amanda howled, her convulsing cunt wringing out the jizz flooding her coed twat. The redheaded cutie shuddered, bent over my desk and receiving her reward for getting the top mark on the test in my second class of the day.
I loved being a college professor. To touch young minds—and young cunts—was a privilege. My mind-control device was giving my students the encouragement to excel in my classes. To try with all their might so they could get the rapturous orgasms their youthful, hormone-riddled bodies craved.
“Yes, yes, yes!” Steve grunted. The nerdy guy groaned as he spurted his cum into Shelly’s pussy. The busty hottie trembled, bent over her own desk, her jeans and panties around her ankle as she took his cum.
He’d scored highest of all the guys. A 100%.
My cum pumped a final time into Amanda’s juicy pussy. I groaned, savoring her twat working out that last blast. She whimpered, her red hair swaying. I pulled out of her a moment later, loving the sight of my cum bubbling out to stain her shaved twat.
“Thank you, Mr. Michaels,” she panted.
SMACK!
I gave her a playful spank on the ass, her butt-cheek jiggling. “Keep up the good work. If you keep excelling at your tests, you’re going to get that reward again and again.”
“I want it, Mr. Michaels,” she moaned and then straightened. Her skirt fell over her naked rump. She bent down and drew up the pale-green panties she wore, a lacy and naughty delight. She hauled them over her rump, trapping my cum in her.
“Go over what few questions you got wrong on your test,” I said, shoving my juicy cock back into my pants. The air brimmed with that heady aroma of underage cunt.
The other students were doing just that: flipping through their engineering textbooks to figure out what they had gotten wrong on the test. I smiled at their diligence. Buzzing, I marched forward and began answering their questions and helping them learn what they did wrong.
So rewarding.
When the period came to an end, I had the next hour free. It was my time to get caught up on lesson plans, go over students’ work, and to have a quick nap if I was feeling tired. But I was buzzing on the high of this device.
As my students started filing out, I started typing a new set of commands into the mind-control device wired into the college’s network.
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June “Junebug” Michaels
My friend, Britney, and I headed out of our second class of the day. I shifted my backpack as we chatted about the dress that our fellow classmate Michelle was wearing today.
“It does not go with her hair,” said Britney. “Why would she wear that?”
“I know,” I said, my pigtails bouncing around. We had the next class together, too. We had made sure we had as many classes as possible. “Just horrid. She needs to get her peepers checked.”
“Peepers?” Britney rolled her eyes. “You say the cutest, dumbest things.”
“Yeppers!” I said and bounced in place, grinning at her.
“Such a dork,” she said and giggled.
I giggled, too.
Then an idea popped into my head. “I have to go see my dad real quick. I’ll catch up.”
“Uh… okay,” Britney said, sounding utterly bemused. “Why?”
I felt this hot itch growing in my pussy. It had been two whole hours since Daddy was in me, making love to me. Last time, I had ambushed him outside the IT department before classes. It was just after he installed the device.
“Just something only my daddy can do for me,” I told her and then hurried off, my backpack bouncing.
I needed some daddy dick.
I hummed as navigated the halls, a bright smile on my lips. I had the best daddy in the world. He’d mind-controlled me so I could have sex with him. I loved him for that because sex with him was the best. I’d always loved my daddy—he always made me feel so good when I sat on his lap or clung to him—and now I could love him like Mommy did.
Our family was perfect now.
I was going to surprise him. He had a free period, didn’t he? I hummed louder, so eager to get some daddy love. I felt like most of his cum had leaked out of me when I used the restroom an hour ago. I needed more in me. His seed had to soak my pussy so I could have his baby.
If we had a daughter, she could grow up to be a daddy’s girl, too.
I reached his classroom, threw open the door, and burst in. “Ta-da! You’re going to get some…”
My words trailed off. Daddy was sitting naked on his desk hard and throbbing like he was waiting for me.
I glanced at his laptop and gasped, “You mind-controlled me!”
“I thought you’d be horny by now,” he said.
“Naw-uh, you just wanted to make love to your cute and adorable daughter. You’re a dirty, dirty old man.”
“Yep.”
I grinned at him and shrugged out of my backpack. He watched me stripping. I put on this coquettish smile and rocked my hips from side to side. I wanted to melt Daddy’s bones. He needed to get so turned on that he would make love to me with such force. Just pound me and show me how much he craved my nubile flesh.
I grabbed the hem of my blouse and drew it up and up my stomach. He licked his lips as he stared at my navel. I stopped right before pulling up my top right over my boobies. I wasn’t wearing a bra today I had little A-cups. They didn’t need the support.
“Do you like my boobies, Daddy?” I asked, pulling up the cloth enough to show off the very bottoms of them, the little swell rising up to my hard nipples.
“You know I do,” he said. “You got tits as cute as your mother. And you know how much I love your mommy.”
I giggled at that. “Oh, Dusk and I’ve grown up hearing how much you love Mommy.”
His smile grew and something like pride entered his eyes. “Making your woman scream her head off is something every man should aspire to.”
“And am I one of your women, Daddy?”
“What do you think?” he asked, arching his eyebrows.
“That I’m your sexy, little girl that you want to love with your big dick!” I yanked off my blouse. My pigtails flew. I threw my top to the ground, feeling my little titties quiver ever so slightly.
Daddy stared at me the way a wolf eyed a succulent lamb. I shuddered, so aching for him to devour me. I wiggled my hips back and forth, my body on fire. I grabbed the hem of my skirt, turned around and bent over.
I yanked it up, exposing my rump to Daddy and my freshly shaved twat. I had done that while he was making love to Mommy this morning. She wanted to have his seed in her. It was so romantic. My parents were awesome.
Daddy groaned as he stared at my tight, eighteen-year-old pussy. I shuddered, growing juicier and juicier as I wiggled my cute tush at him. My pigtails danced, swaying down my cheeks. They brushed my hot face.
Daddy’s hands grabbed my butt. Squeezed. “Lord, you are gorgeous, Junebug.”