definitely felt relaxed enough to fall asleep.
“ So, are you still cold?” he asked as I turned onto my side, with my back to him. At some point, I’d kicked off my pants so my lower body was naked.
“ Nope. You?”
“ I’m good. Do you think you can fall asleep now?”
“ Mmm hmmm.”
“ Me too.” He leaned slightly into my body. I knew he was completely naked but it didn’t bother me. He didn’t kiss me or try to cuddle. It’s not like we were a couple or anything. We are just straight friends that needed to let off some steam and were able to help each other relax. I slept better that night than I had in months and I was suddenly looking forward to the cold New England nights to come.
A Family Christmas
No one said a word when Kyle bought the book about subliminal messages. No one noticed when he started reading about hypnosis. No one mentioned anything when he started bringing home books about post hypnotic suggestions, or about conditioning.
No one thought anything of it, because that's what Kyle was. He was just a nerdy kid, always spending his money on new books, always staying after school to do extra reading in the library. He was his high school valedictorian; everyone had known that was going to happen since grade school. When he got in to Harvard, no one was surprised. Kyle had everything he needed to succeed. Everything he ever wanted.
Except a girlfriend.
At first, the family assumed he was gay, and just not ready to tell anyone about it. Every family gathering, they waited for him to come out, ready to be supportive and tell him it was okay. His mother forgave the pictures on his walls, the girls in various states of undress, the fetish models and the strangely titled pornography he displayed on his shelf. She assumed he was overcompensating.
When he had first started asking girls out, everyone assumed it was a fad, or just for show. It's not like any of them ever said yes. His sister Lisa had more luck with women than Kyle did.
But then, Lisa was always popular. The family didn't generally approve of her sexuality. She was two years older than Kyle, and had been in and out of so many closets that no one had any idea anymore. She went to college at the local school. Kyle would say she was in thirteenth grade.
It came as a shock when Kyle started dating. He began dating just after he became obsessed with mind control. The prom queen, Ella, began following him around like a puppy, desperate to go out with him. No one knew why.
But by that point, no one in the house questioned anything Kyle did. It just never seemed worth doing.
They didn't question the summer Kyle spent with Ella. It never even struck them as strange when Ella started leaving her clothing at the door before coming inside. No one seemed to notice that she was naked. Or, if anyone noticed, no one seemed to care.
Kyle had dumped Ella like a bad habit at the end of the summer. She hadn't been upset about it. She was in total denial that they had ever dated, insisting that she would never have, in her words “gone out with such a loser.” She went on to school out of state, and no one ever mentioned how close she had seemed to be with Kyle.
He came home for Thanksgiving without a girlfriend, and the rumors in the family started up again. No one could really remember any times Ella came over, and they started to wonder if maybe Kyle had just been so insistent that they had played along. Lisa brought a girl home for the holiday, which surprised no one. It didn't even surprise them to find out that the girl was married. Or that Lisa was dating the couple, not just the girl.
No one was surprised by what Lisa did anymore. So they weren't even that surprised when she crawled out of Kyle's room one morning, naked and holding her head from a hangover. She got into her car, and left without saying a word to anyone. No one was surprised.
Kyle went back to school until Christmas break. Lisa came home twice in between, but never talked about what happened over the last break. The first time, she came back with a boyfriend. The second time, for the first time in years, she came back alone.
Christmas dinner was tense. Lisa was nervous and awkward, casting glances at Kyle and clearly not wanting to talk to him. Aunt Rachel was on one of her anti-men rants; another guy had broken her heart, and she still wanted revenge on the whole gender. Between his mother, his aunt, his sister, and his three cousins, Kyle was the only man in the house, so he ended up on the receiving end of a lot of the criticism.
Which didn't seem to bother him. Or, if it did, he didn't show it. He just smiled at the conversation and put a CD he had made, a compilation of Christmas music, on the stereo during dinner.
Kyle went to bed almost immediately after eating. He left the CD playing on repeat, knowing that his Christmas morning was going to be memorable. Very memorable.
He woke up to a gentle sucking on his cock. He opened one eye to see who it was. Lisa looked up at him, her eyes open and unfocused. He smiled and leaned back, putting his hands behind his head. She kept sucking until he came down her throat, but didn't take her lips off his dick, even when it started to go soft. She just kept sucking.
It was all she could do. All she wanted to do.
Kyle smiled when she readjusted herself as he sat up, careful not to let her lips leave his cock. He stretched, ignoring his older sister, and looked around the room.
Sure enough, there they were. His mother, Aunt Rachel, and his cousin Shelly. The other two cousins were too young for the programming to have activated. Kyle didn't want children to serve him. They'd be of age eventually, and maybe then he would activate their programming. Maybe he'd just sell the trigger words to their boyfriends.
In the mean time, Rachel, Shelly, and Kyle's mother were kneeling at the foot of his bed. They were all naked, their knees were all spread out wide, and they were all clutching their ankles and leaning back on their heels.
He slapped Lisa across the face, then smiled as she meekly went to rejoin the other girls. Kyle enjoyed including that particular command to Lisa's programming when he'd sent her home with the CD after Thanksgiving.
“Good morning family,” Kyle said, testing out his commands.
“Good morning master.” They spoke in unison, as if they'd practiced. So far so good.
He walked over to Rachel. “What good are you?” he asked her.
“I have no value except as a cum receptacle,” she said. “I'm only good for pleasing men.”
“And what are men?”
“Men are gods.”
Kyle smiled, and considered just leaving that part of her programming active. “Would you like me to leave you this way?” He asked. “Would you like me to leave you a cock hungry whore desperate to fuck and please as many men as possible, seeing yourself as completely worthless unless you have a cock to serve. Would you like that?”
“Yes master.”
He shook his head. That was a programmed answer. He bent over in front of her. “Rachel,” he said. “I want you to wake up enough to tell me the truth. Don't give me the answer I want to hear. Tell me what you really think.”
“I-” she looked confused. “I don't want to be completely worthless.”
Kyle nodded. “But you do want to fuck as many men as possible?”
She shook her head.
“Maybe you hate cock?”
Rachel nodded.
