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. Now originally it was all going to be 9 parts, but… Someone said the first one was too long, so I’ve decided to split all of these up into smaller posts. ENJOY———

Tim, the Teenage Part Twenty-Nine By: Rass Senip

+++ Chapter VII: 9th Grade, Summer 1986 – Summer Camp Counselors Part 6 – Will You Be My Slave Tonight? (mc, Mf, mf)

Friday morning and early afternoon seemed to pass in a flash, but then it slowed down to a drag during crafts as it neared the time our parents were due to arrive. Although we had fun at camp, things tended to become very predictable and… well, dull. The entire camp was restless, everyone knowing that there would be an even bigger wow than when the helicopter came unannounced. The worst of it was I was looking forward to it myself.

We almost failed to notice them when they did finally show up. We expected something noisy, flashy, or just plain big. When the five men and three women entered the camp on horseback, they nearly pulled up next to us before some cried, “They’re here!” Two horse drawn wagon followed behind them, and all of the horses were pure black except the four white ones our parent’s rode. They were all dressed in lightweight riding gear, and my mom’s outfit was less conservative than her usual style.

Despite everyone being initially disappointed, the horses turned out to be quite a treat. Practically all the girls had a chance to ride them, and quite a few boys did to. And right before dinner, my mom amazed everyone by lassoing my dad from ten feet away while on she was on horse back. Joey’s parents seemed at home playing cowboy, and surprised Joey when they told us of their younger days. They used to ride horses and camp out west in the wide open ranges. They even admitted that both their kids had been conceived somewhere near the Grand Canyon. Joey only blushed a little. The biggest treat was yet to come.

As the sun was setting, my parents had everyone go sit out in the big field in front of the camp’s main entrance. After telling Smitzer and Jarvos to get their permission, they shielded the two head counselor’s thoughts so I couldn’t find out. The sky exploded in color as fireworks were launched from three different sites all around us. The show lasted nearly twenty minutes, with the regular compliment of colorful starbursts with a loud boom here and there. The finale was a loud and sparkling image of my mom’s face that turned into mine. I wanted to run and hide from embarrassment, but Suzi remarked it was a rather sweet thing for my father to do, and nobody seemed to think there had been anything wrong with it.

After saying good night and goodbye to my mom, I made my way back to my cabin with my thoughts centered on how wrong I had been to worry about their visit. Lying down in my bunk, I reached out to say good night to any of my friends who were not already asleep. When I reached Penny’s mind, I nearly shit in my pants.

I ran at top speed to the lake’s beach, stopping in my tracks at the sight of Penny’s ass fucking my pop’s dick. “You bastard! How DARE you use my friend for your fuck toy!” I screamed at my father. “Don’t talk to me like that! She’s not your property. Damn it, Tim. Can’t you see she’s got a great ass? I don’t understand why you haven’t fucked it yourself.” Knowing I wouldn’t get anywhere with Penny fucking her ass on his pole, I reached into her mind to figure out how much damage had been done.

I found his regular set of commands that made her his willing fuck toy whenever and for as long as he wanted her. It was the same set of commands he had used on Katie, hiding all trace of her sex slave existence until he triggered it back into being. Penny would continue living her own life without any memory about his uses of her body.

My own skill wasn’t good enough to undo his expertly installed conditioning without making a mess of the rest of Penny’s mind. And because the Penny I knew wouldn’t be affected by his tampering, I decided it would be best just not to tamper with it. I shoved my face in his, opened an empathic connection with him, and said with a cold serious voice, “If you ever touch one of my friends again, I’ll denounce you as my father and bust through that shield of yours to make you a sex hating, God loving monk. Good night, Father.” My empathic connection had resulted in draining the color from his face. He had no doubt I had meant every word, and we both knew I could do what I had said.

I laid in my bunk for hours fighting my desire and lust. Despite that the very idea horrified me, I was also incredibly aroused by it at the same time. The image of her blissfully fucking and sucking me constantly popped into my head. I wanted her so badly, and she would never be any the wiser. But I would know, and that was my dilemma. When the sky began to brighten, I finally got up and went straight to Penny’s cabin. My mind was made up to give it a shot.

I awoke Penny and we went out to the beach. I showed her the butt marks in the sand and told her everything. When she flat out said it didn’t matter, I quickly checked to see if that had been part of my father’s programming.