The idea had come teen to him one day as he worked on his PhD thesis. He was working on a teen double doctorate teen, Cognitive Science and Electronics. His thesis had to do teen with 'coupling' to brain signals. Originally, he'd expected the work to lead to better EEG machines teen.

His first subject had been selected long before. Bonnie Tsunishi, his department secretary. She was a beautiful oriental club seventeen thumb, about 20 years club seventeen thumb old. She teen treated Jerry with teen a combination of amusement and barely-concealed contempt. To Bonnie, Jerry was just teengirlsnude-clubseventeen another unattractive nerd, his work inexplicable, uninteresting, and impenetrable--a teen giant bore.

Bonnie came running out of her office, rushing towards the girls ladies room. Jerry had transmitted the feeling of severe bladder pressure. And she had responded teen! Jerry was teen elated. He had, in a sense, controlled Bonnie--made teen her teen obey nude his will instead of her own. True, it was only teengirlsnude-clubseventeen by teengirlsnude-clubseventeen projecting a sense teengirlsnude-clubseventeen impression...but it thumb had worked--and it was a girls start.

He girls went to his lab, heart pounding teen. It worked seventeen! With the Amp, he could read the mind thumb of anyone he wished teen, and control the mind club seventeen thumb of seventeen anyone as well! His experiments on Bonnie had shown teen that the Amp's power was virtually unlimited. He could control thoughts, behavior, beliefs, and memories. When he remembered to switch the device off, his hand here was shaking thumb.

She awoke on Monday as seventeen Jerry's thumb helpless and devoted sex slave seventeen. She was deeply in teen love with him, had always loved teengirlsnude-clubseventeen him teengirlsnude-clubseventeen, and could not imagine any other situation. She was obedient; submissive and eager to do anything her teen Master desired. She knew how he'd altered teen her; she girls was fully aware that her condition teengirlsnude-clubseventeen was artificial, but she loved teengirlsnude-clubseventeen it, and simply could not teen even think of resisting teen him or disobeying.

"Yes, Master."

"Good. Wendy is probably at work. I want you to call Susie and club seventeen thumb Brenda, and invite them over. Don't teen say why."

"Brenda, lift your here skirt for me." She did. Jerry grinned at teen the shiny nylon panties she wore. "Very nice. Now turn around slowly." Helpless, she pirouetted girls. "Lovely ass. I'm teen going to teen enjoy that," he told the mute victim.

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Finally, Brenda gave up. She wearily turned to Jerry, and said, "I teengirlsnude-clubseventeen don't know what you did to her, but whatever girls it was nude, I'm not smart enough to break through to her. But you'll never do it to me."

Jerry grinned. "Why don't you look at yourself girls, girl?"

Jerry reached out and touched her forehead. The power of the Amp surged forth. And Brenda became as Bonnie, a willing and teengirlsnude-clubseventeen loving thumb slave.

"Come with me," he ordered, and she followed him as if it were the most natural thing in the world. Finding a bench in club the center teen of the teen locker seventeen room, he ordered her to kneel teen and suck his cock seventeen. Laura complied, unzipping his pants and eagerly giving head. As she teen did, he reached thumb out with his mind, altering the teen perceptions of teen all those nearby club seventeen thumb. Girls began teengirlsnude-clubseventeen to notice what nude was happening. Ordinarily, there would teen have been an outcry and attempts club seventeen thumb to put a stop to such teengirlsnude-clubseventeen 'inappropriate' behavior. But the here Amp altered the responses of all who noticed the proceedings. They were compelled to draw near and watch. Compelled, but not willingly. As Laura slurped and stroked, a dozen or more girls became 'stuck', standing helplessly nearby seventeen and watching. Jerry could feel them trying to resist, trying to pull club seventeen thumb away nude and call for teen help club seventeen thumb, but teengirlsnude-clubseventeen they could not teen.

Jerry rode teen the elevator up to the top floor of the dorm. He figured here he'd work his way down teen.

He stepped out of the elevator, and grinned at the sight which greeted him. On the way up, he had used girls the Amp to issue 'instructions' to the residents of the top floor. Each girl now stood in the doorway to thumb her teen room club seventeen thumb. Each was seventeen dressed in silky nylon panties or in a shortie seventeen night teengirlsnude-clubseventeen gown. All stood at attention, their chests bare, eyes straight ahead seventeen, like soldiers ready for inspection.

When Jennifer spotted him, she fell to her knees. Using his Amp teengirlsnude-clubseventeen, Jerry club seventeen thumb examined her thumb mind. Her programming was perfect thumb; she had responded exactly as he teen had expected.

To Becky's surprise, her mother, instead of reacting angrily, seemed to change teengirlsnude-clubseventeen her attitude completely. "Yes...you are right. I'm sorry. Please forgive me."

Becky watched, helplessly, as her mother walked off without another word, hurrying teengirlsnude-clubseventeen to begin her buying nude spree.

He divided club her undies into two piles, then pointed at one pile here. "You will discard these. Never club seventeen thumb to be worn again." The rest he thumb returned to girls her dresser.