Date: Thu, 16 Sep 2010 23:59:46 -0600
From: dnrock@rock.com
Subject: Lambda Psi 4

Lambda Psi
by:  dnrock(dnrock@rock.com)


Four:  Putting Magic To The Test


"Yes, several times in fact.  Not quite like this but not unlike it either.
A few fools have attacked us for what they thought we were, not what we
are.  We just had them killed. That was before my time and life in those
days was cheep. One rather famous attack came during the Inquisition in
Spain.  That inquisitor was tortured by his own men.  In more recent times,
in my time and partly at my hand, several were publicly embarrassed or
embarrassed before the local authority.  They were double dealing and we
need only expose it to silence them.

I used magic only once before to change a man's behavior.  That was not
public.  I knew this cruel and homophobic navel officer, during the Second
World War.  By the time I was done with him, his entire command was made up
of gay men and he was fucked by each and every one of them.  Unfortunately
or perhaps fortunately, he was killed in an plane crash, several weeks
after VJ Day, in 1945.  We are told that gay men are born, not made.  That
is mostly true.  We know that most men, if not all, can be made bisexual.
I like to think we are all bisexual at birth and are socialized into a path
early on.  That is not completely true but like all generalizations good
enough.  We know from experience that any man can be and almost all will be
bisexual, in the right circumstance.  I will demonstrate that this preacher
is one who can be taken from being a bigoted homophobe, to being a
homosexual who is bisexual out of necessity...

She will become that barefoot and pregnant women, she so fervently
recommends for others.  The daughter will also follow the mother in that.
For her however, the father and brother will teach her how to satisfy her
husband.  She will ask for this knowledge and its attendant pleasure.  We
will find her an LP member who can keep her satisfied and provide well for
his family.  If she seeks education it will be provided.

I know this sounds like misogyny.  It is not that.  It is the inevitable
outcome of the philosophy the mother and father are espousing and teaching.
It is the result of mythos ruling logos and the hypocrisy of all faiths. In
this instance we will play the role of the Faits. It is gods will, so let
them live with it.

The son will be treated like any other member of the order and will no
doubt be a fine example.  Sure he will fuck his sister but incest is old
and venerable, in all human societies.  It is just not talked about and can
have adverse genetic consequences for some.  Great care must be taken in
this aspect.  It is only evil if children with birth defects result or if
rape is involved.

One kiss from our priest and she will be a willing participant, we know
that.  They will share pleasure and lust.  Some would say this too is rape
but rape is violent and this is not.  This is not even controlling, in the
unsavory sense of the term.  Regular sex from her family will be needed to
prevent the girl from becoming a slut.  It is the price she pays for her
parents' foolishness.  These theists practice sexual control all the time.
We do too. Society does.  This is of little difference."

Apollo makes some good points.  I think, from many different philosophical
views he would considered wrong.  The father and brother are to become
members.  I think, it is the only way some ongoing control of the situation
is to be made.  In a sense it is a form of social or group control.  The
mother is to renounce, by having to admit her scholarship was poor and to
retract much of the foolishness she has been espousing, also resign her
position.  The father will need to publicly recant his position, so
completely change his theology, that he will probably loose his job or
forced to resign.  We will see the family does not suffer.  He will be a
member.  This will be a great embarrassment to the girl.  If she accepts
the changes proposed less so, as she will move into a new social setting.

.............

Slight diversion from the time line to continue this plot segment.

Several weeks later we all traveled to a mid sized city in Mississippi.
The parents were to give the key note speeches, at a church rally.  Our
people had taken over the organizing, all the staff were now us. Apollo
assembled a team of seven priests, me included.  We had organized the local
Gay Rights activists to protest.  We had TV cameras in place and even loud
speakers in the front of the hotel, for the protesters education or
edification if you will.

The family was picked up at the local airport and taken to the hotel.  Once
in the room it was flooded with laughing gas (nitrous oxide). The gas was
quickly exhausted and we entered just as they were about to wake up.  That
is when the fun started.  Being very groggy we administered saliva, elixirs
and fragrances placing each one in a firm trance.  Much saliva and
ejaculate.  Each of us fucked our subject twice.  It was quite a show.  The
face on the boy, about 15, was priceless when he saw the size of our
erections.  The face on the girl was even more priceless, as mine slipped
into her for the first time.  She was no virgin either.

Having been given some very powerful elixirs she was very truthful as
well. I ask, she told.  It was her father's assistant.  Okay, he will keep
his mouth shut or she will have his ass in jail.  We filmed the brother and
father fucking the mother and daughter.  On the film, which was time and
date stamped, the women were begging the men to do this.  We made sure the
men had condoms on. These people were completely under our control in every
way imaginable. The father and son, as well as the mother and daughter had
sex between themselves.

This was quite something to be a part of.  One would have thought the
supposed deeply held faith of the parents would have made this awkward that
the very least.  It was not that in the least.  I was puzzled at first.  It
became obvious that once inhibitions had been overcome or overwhelmed their
hormonal and built in instincts took it from there forward.  Not without
help and encouragement of course.

Our members had written the speeches for them to read.  We had been on the
go all day long.  Food and more elixirs were brought in, additional saliva
given, each was fucked again, this time the ladies in the ass like the men.
They were instructed exactly what they were to do and say. Everyone dressed
and went down to the meeting room.  We priests stayed in the background.
We did not want to be seen.  The security men, our people, escorted them
in.  The previous speakers had warmed up the crowd.  The TV cameras come on
and the show began.  First mom then dad were to speak.  The boy and girl
sat behind them.  The place want wild when she got through the first
paragraph. All the security men were needed to keep the faithful off the
stage and the other officials on the sideline.  It was very ruckus, at
least the sound for broadcast was good.  The protesters outside were
stunned at first but they warmed as the show went on.

To be fair, our people had written the speeches to sound like both had a
revelation or epiphany earlier that day. In a very real way they did.  It
was just like any other mythological event.  They just had to tell the
truth as they thought they experienced it and they did.  He was even better
then I thought he would be.  Like all good evangelists he took his text and
delivered it with fire and passion.  While it was a shock for sure, it was
believable for believers.

The family and us were whisked to our rooms.  The organizers struggled to
keep some kind of control of things.  The Gay Rights crowd were cheering so
loud they could be heard in the background.  This is what they wanted to
hear.

Bottom line, they were allowed to keep their deeply held belief in god, his
love and his mercy, the underlying morality of the ten commandments and
that was about it.  Most of the remaining mythology was recanted.  The
bible was not literal, gays have rights, same sex marriage is the right
thing to do and so on.

Once in the room again we delivered more ejaculate and more elixirs and
saliva.  Then we told them what they must do over the next week or
so. Someone gave them contact numbers for the nearest sanctuary. I reminded
the ladies again, our presence and all the sex we had was nothing but a
dream.  I also reinforced their desire for incest between all family
members. This was all part of the great epiphany, although not a part that
should be shared.  The males were told when and where to be for their
formal consummation ceremony.  We left them with a complete set of
revelations, all neatly typed that included instructions about how to
answer questions and what to do about resignations and so on.

I must admit I had some reservations about this caper.  Now done, I think
it all worked out well enough.  I must admit I enjoyed fucking the girl and
the mother's ass.  It was a tight as any boy's.  I hope the girl was not in
season.  Given our extraordinary length, all deliveries in the virginia
were at or in the cervix opening.  Those sperm would surly find home if the
lights were on.

The whole thing made the national news big time.  It lasted for several
days.  Reports from the priests at the local sanctuary were very positive.
.............

Back to the story time line.

The BBQ came off better then I expected. Robert had spoken to Mat and when
he met Orval and Turner, was easily convinced.  I am not sure what Robert
told him.  I know our two have been well trained.  Robert would not
knowingly brake confidence, I was sure of that.  He is new, so perhaps he
might not know what not to say.  In this case, I guess he must have known
exactly what to say.

Robert told me, "I reminded him that Shelley's dad is a member.  He didn't
even know.  I told him if he showed up with a little medal like her dad
had, it would go a long way.  I also told him, her dad did not appear to be
mentoring a boy, so he could be that boy.  That would get him in her pants
for sure."

Okay, I see he was having girl trouble, she was not putting out for him, as
he thought she should.  Robert figured that was the best incentive going.
I guess he was right.  A few months ago I would have said yes, but has he
considered, even if she puts out for him it might not last.  That is true
of course but the kind of change we will make in his life will render that
meaningless.  Most teen things don't last.  It is hormones, hormones,
hormones and nothing else.  He will be getting and give enough with us, it
won't matter anyway.

Even if they don't last he and his mentor will still have a good
relationship.  Oh, hold on a minute.  What will his mentor think about him
banging his daughter?  I guess it will be okay, if he is banging him.  Oh
god another job for the bisexual priest.  I sure hope so, I am getting fond
of these girls.  Not as fond as I am of boys.

The BBQ was scheduled for Saturday and Mat came to me on Wednesday.  I
decided to take Apollo's example to heart and fuck the kid now, get his
permission later. It is not like the permission slip says anything about
fucking, only membership.  The fact that membership included fucking is one
of our secrets.  Mat is almost as tall a me and he is 16, so legal in this
state anyway.

"I'm ready uncle Sam.  Rob said you would kiss me and I would be accepted
into the club."

"Yes, that is part of it.  You realize your life will change some, quite a
bit in fact.  That change is one way and not reversible."

"Yes, Orval made that very clear."

I took the lad in my arms and kissed him.  He was tentative a first but
only at first.  As our saliva exchanged and the natural stimulation of
tongues and lips meeting began to overwhelm him, his body relaxed and his
desire rose along with his erection.  I just kept kissing and he just kept
growing.  Suddenly the waves of pleasure began washing over him.  I noticed
that every time I capture a new supplicant with my initial kisses their
reactions are always different but the results are always the same.  We
were still standing and embracing, delivering long probing kiss after kiss.
Our hands were busy too, very busy fondling each others erections.  I broke
the kiss and embrace and lead him by the hand to my bedroom.

His only clothing was his black briefs and I slowly drew them down
engulfing his erection in my mouth, sucking and licking its impressive
length.  Not anything like mine but still a good 8" and for a 16 year old,
simply impressive.  Taking his balls in my hand and gently running my
fingers over them he exploded in my wet cavity.  I rose and he revealed me
of my white cock prison.

"Oh god," he said, as he saw the size of my prize.  Without hesitation he
took what he could and began sucking. The precome caused more shudders and
waves of pleasure in his body and mind.  Easing him back on the bed I
reengaged his mouth and delivered more saliva.  He was moaning and pleading
with me to fuck him between each kiss.

His hands were unable to do anything but fondle my erection, they seemed to
be held to my crotch as if by glue.  "Magic glue," I mused.  My hands were
not idol and licking my fingers I slipped them into his anus.  That just
increased his desire.  My lips engaged his erection again and taking it
completely into my throat I milked him dry again.  This did not seem to
dampen his need and he begged me to fuck him.  I kiss him again and lead
the poor shaking lad into the bathroom for a good cleaning.

When we returned to the bed I used my fingers to stretch his sphincter and
stimulate his prostate.  Lubricated my penis and with him laying on his
back slid slowly in.  God I love fucking boys, so tight and so responsive.
I know he was on fire, I was too for that matter.  I fucked him with long
steady strokes, laying my deposit deep in his rectum.  He was about to
ejaculate again so I took his tool in my lips to drink his essence.  I
would like to believe it is that essence of youthful male that keep us
forever young.  I can dream if I want to.

I positioned him on his knees and fucked him again, slipped in a butt plug
and rolled on my back.  "Your turn." I know he had no experience with ass
fucking but I guess we don't need any either.  He knew just what to do.
"Yes," I said, as his man sized cock fill my ass. All the while we kissed
and touched and fondled and just made love.  Once the initial flush of lust
is spent the remainder become an expression of love and sharing.  It
becomes the essence of bonding between two human beings.  We rested and
cuddled, continually kissing each other is resting.

I fucked him again, this time laying side by side while holding his left
leg high, latterly straight up.  Oh, the flexibility of youth is wondrous I
thought.  My massive cock slid easily into his new home and lived there
until the waves of pleasure washed over us again.  Next I put some of our
special ointment in and around his anus and replacing the butt plug we lay
together, as I explained his new world to him.

Teenage boys have a sex drive that is almost continuous under normal
conditions.  Having just been sex up by me, is normal times ten.  I gently
fondled his boyhood and kissing him, instructed he find his brothers and do
what boys do best.  He picked up his underwear and strode out naked to find
more sexual relief.  I went to call my sister, telling her I was holding on
to him for the next few days as he and my boys were deep into some boy
bonding sports and games.  I would bring him by tomorrow for some fresh
clothing.  Jen did not like it but she went along when I told her Robert
was part of the group.

That was in the morning, I did not see any of the boys until about 1 pm,
when they descended on the kitchen, all naked and playing grab ass.  We
laughed and chatted, they disappeared again into the boys room.  Dirk
thought that was very funny and thanked me for finding new boy butt for him
to fuck.  I am beginning to understand why he is so keen on boys.  Not that
he isn't keen on fucking men, me specifically.

I got his permission slip signed when we stopped for fresh clothing and
assured Jen that both Mat and Robert would be heading home with their
families after the BBQ. I figured by then the boys would be fucked out, at
least until Monday.  Mat's Greek name is Hyginos (healthy), Dirk chose it.

At his consummation ceremony he was introduced to Lykourgos, the
girlfriend's father.  They already knew each other but things are always
different in the sanctuary.  Here we only use our Greek names.  These names
are give at consummation, the official fuck of membership. The supplicant
is deemed to have been reborn at that time. For official records that is
age zero.

No record is kept of the outside or real world names.  Not quite true, a
record is kept but it is hidden and in code, based on the Pythagorean
theorem.  We now have all this stuff on computers of course.  They are
highly incepted and isolated from any kind of network, which are still
crude.  The only weak point in this are things like mailing, email and
telephone lists.  If we enter the Greek name, the computer will convert it
to the street name and provide other information such as telephone number.
We do need to produce receipts and run bank accounts, things like that. Our
IT, a member, assures me it will take well above average skills and
knowledge to brake into the translation database.

Therefore, the identity of the member by street, phone number and street
name can easily be confirmed.  The identity of the Greek name can be
confirmed.  The linking of the two is not easy to do, without the password.
Each unit or chapter keeps its own records.  No list of members for even a
country exists.  One of the very long serving priests keep a list of all
other priests and their contact information.  That also lets us know where
the others are located and where the chapters or units are.  Apollo told me
that list is consulted before giving a new priest a name.  This is to keep
the duplication to a minimum.  It is not perfect since we do have about
five Apollos, they are Apollo of USA or Apollo of Germany and so on.  I am
the only Solon.  I noticed that on the list are a few candidates besides
Idouma.

Everyone arrived at the BBQ more or less on time, about 2 pm.  The boys all
disappeared into their bedroom to kill computer graphic bad guys, while the
adults all got to know each other.  Dirk immediately began to charm Mother.
He paid attention to everything she said and catered to her every need.  It
was Mrs. Shulton this and Mrs. Shulton that.  My sisters were very much
impressed with his body as they are with mine.  One brother in law asked
how we manage to keep in such good shape and have shapes that are so much
alike.  It is a logical question so he asked.

"Magic," I replied with a wide grin.

Dirk told him we do sports with the boys on a regular basis and eat
healthy. Once the tour was over and every one got to express their surprise
that the original art we could get down to socializing.  That would take
some time.  I am glad he took it.  It showed me what I will need to do in
the future. Dirk explained how his Great Great Grandfather knew Robert Le
Lorrain and William Hogarth; that his great grandfather knew Volitare and
Erasmus Darwin. These were only copies not first editions, those are on
loan to the Smithsonian.  His Stradivari is in the care of a music society;
his grand father and father's this or that was here or there.  I think they
were a bit skeptical until he showed them a little book that listed all the
art, music, literature and other treasures owned by his family and what
museum they were on loan to.

By now the boys had joined us.  Mother asked her mother type questions, "I
take it you are very rich then?"

"Yes very, if you total up all these thing on loan or here but I do not
have great liquid wealth.  My family has always been great collectors of
things, mostly from people they knew personally.  I think that personal
connection was more important to them then any value the things might
have. Not long after my Great grand father came to America, in 1861 I
believe, he started to move around the country.  It was just a lot simpler
to place thing in proper care then cart them.  If I had to house all this
stuff this entire building would not be sufficient.  My writing and
investments pay well enough.  Sam and I share the rent and utilities, so
that makes this place affordable for both of us.

The boys, Oliver and Turner I mean, were immediately adopted by my mother
as new grandsons. They were polite and open about themselves and quite
genuine in their friendship with Mat and Robert.  I think my sisters and
brothers in law were much more comfortable with their boys becoming part of
our organization.  After the clean up we all want to bed, in one bed.
Sleep came eventually.

Dirk has been after the boys to spend more time at sports activities.  He
is getting some cooperation.  I would like to see a lot more but then it
needs to be fun too.  I was in the sporting goods store, taking my turn
behind the counter.  I think this is good for me.  Not just to find boys.
I don't seem to find any here but to keep abreast of what is new and what
others are up to.  I still think I am learning a lot that will pay off in
significantly better advice in my consulting business.

One of the sales guys suggested I get a bike rack for the minivan.  I
checked my bank account and found it in reasonable shape, so purchased one.
It is capable of holding four bikes. So I got adaptors for the roof rack
for another four.  All well and good but when I checked, none of our boys
had bikes I would take further then a few blocks. Dirk purchased six new
bikes, helmets and all the other gear.  He had the LP business manager
install a lock up for them right against the building on the ground
level. Now we can go riding a couple of afternoons a week.  The city has
some great bike paths most of them are not near us.

I think riding makes us all horny.  It does me.  I don't know if it is the
sexy outfits or the pressure on the prostate or both.  On return we all
find the showers and beds almost immediately, unless we fool around in the
water first which is almost all the time.  Now that Orval and Turner can
take our full length in and massage out cock with their throat muscles, it
is even more of a pleasure.  I truly liked being fucked and either boy can
do that well.  I do miss the little extra kick I get from Dirk but not all
that much.  I know the boys sure miss not getting our ejaculate deep inside
themselves.  They are now quite vocal in telling us.  They do seem to not
only crave our seed but react almost violently to its kick.  Perhaps that
has to do with body weight.  Russell often visits us.  He missed the kick
as well.

All of the boys in our chapter and I would assume all others seem to crave
a stiff cock in their asses.  What we hear from most is their mentors keep
them reasonably well satisfied.  They all seem to need the extra fucking at
our meetings.  Our boys and all their friends just crave our kisses too.
It is not uncommon for a naked boy to come into my office gather a kiss or
two and run out newly charged and ready to fuck his friends.

We took the month of August to drive around the country and see the sites
and visit other chapters.  We all liked the wonderful parks, both state and
national.  Often riding our bikes through them.  The boys had simple point
and shoot cameras and I became quite interested in photography.  Dirk said
I had a good eye and when we got home purchased an absolutely wonderful
camera and all the accessories, I know it was over 5 grand.  "Having a
hobby is good for the sole," he said.  I was quite taken by this and said
so.

He just shrugged.  "When you love someone you only want good for them.
Hobbies are good things."

At each place we visited the priest welcomed us warmly and often invited us
to their meeting(s), if one was happening.  I now know intimately 14
others.  I guess it is a bit of magic in us.  All were built like us more
or less, some taller and some shorter.  Every one had a cock of equal size
and the same general conformation.  The boys were most taken by this and
had no problem taking them either. Every priest had a lover or partner and
one or more house boys.

I also noticed all of the priests were very careful with their mental
communication.  All are capable of it.  All did it but not all were as free
or open about it as Dirk and myself.  Dirk told me most of them were quite
a bit younger then himself.  About half of them had been trained by
himself.  Two were former lovers of Dirk's.  I could feel that the instant
we walked in the door.  You just knew the love still existed between them.
Both told me how happy they were for me and Dirk.  They were between one
and two hundred years old.  No other group we visited had an identified
candidate.  I think they were all jealous of Dirk. Our boys got along very
well with the house boys or non priest lovers/companions.  They seemed to
have a small extra bond that went beyond the LP membership.

One observation I made, having now worked with six others and slept with
another 14, is our sameness and our differences.  Twenty two very unique
personalities with the same physical attributes, dedication and profession.
Each residence and sanctuary was different.  Most were rather opulent like
ours and all were very ordinary and unassuming on the outside.  We
socialized of course and were shown around their locations.  We talked
philosophy and methodology.  I know our boys would that we would not but
they just went off to fuck or play games.  Each priest had his problem area
or difficulties to seek our advice on.  At first I thought they were asking
for my thoughts out of custom but I soon realized they accepted me as an
equal, all be it one with limited experience. Usually these were operation
and board of directors difficulties.  My business background did help in a
few instances. It appeared that every one of them had different public
professions.  Dirk told me no priests that he was aware of had died from a
contagious disease in over 50 years, a number had been killed in accidents
and natural disasters around the world.

I was surprised that many of these men, while all friends with Dirk and now
myself, I hope, were not friends with each other.  I guess respect is one
thing and friendship is another.  Dirk did admonish several to make that
extra effort.

"Reach out as I do.  It does no harm and often returns rewards.  We never
know when we will need each other in a nonprofessional way.  Our
differences are truly minor and our likenesses are great.  You must never
stop trying," he would tell them.

I know he was not pleased with those priests that had non priest lovers.
Ordinary men, he feels, should never be placed in the position of growing
old while his lover does not.  No priest should put himself in the position
of watching his lover grow old and him impotent to prevent it.  He could
see the emotional difficulties these lovers would be facing in the future.
I strongly suspect this comes from his experience or observations.  He has
never said.

A few days after our return Turner was summoned to his mother's bedside.
She had suffered another stroke and was not expected to live much longer.
We are powerful in many ways.  We are highly educated and in Dirk's
instance greatly experienced but with Turner's grief we needed help.  I
called my mother.  She would know what to do or at least had some idea.  A
child's mother is not like other people.  Turner never knew his father, so
all he ever had was mother until we came along.  We are many things and can
fill many roles but a mother is not one of them.  Men can and do nurture,
just not in the same way mothers do.

Turner was beside himself as he watched her slip deeper and deeper into
oblivion and then she was gone.  Now, she had been more or less gone from
many months but always there was hope.  Now there was only morning.  Our
assistance in this process was, as is everything else sexual.  We fucked
and suck, licked, cuddled and in every way possible tried to make Turner
feel apart of us.  I spent many hours driving my tongue into his willing
anus.  This boy has the most attractive buttocks I have ever seen.  He just
loves my tongue pressing into his sphincter, the saliva delivered this way
is even more immediate and power in its effect.  The three of us took him
to our bed and made ardent and earnest love to his body and his sole.  Two
priests and your brother can and will deliver pleasure beyond measure.  We
were all single minded in this effort, acting in consort for most of it.  A
cock or tongue in your ass, a mouth or anus for you cock and a cock or anus
for your lips and tongue always together in action can only delivered the
desired effect of endless pleasure and temporary amnesia of your emotional
pain.

Mother was also very good.  She assisted him in all the preparations one
has for such events.  Between her and Bert he was well served.  Mother
spent a good number of hours alone with him, at her home.  The focused
attention of this substitute mother figure and her accumulated wisdom in
dealing with emotional loss was important.  Mother is good at giving guilt
trips, she was also very good at helping people understand they must never
guilt themselves for that which they have no control over.  It took about
two weeks before he was completely restored to a happy teenager again.

Some time later I realized that being accustomed to our extrodoary size
gave Orval, Turner, Mat, Robert and Russell a special position in the sex
that accompanied our meetings.  They easily and willingly took two and if
not to large, three cocks at once.  Double cock fucks from two men or a man
and boy were not difficult.  Triple cock fucks were more commonly given by
just boys.  This double and triple arrangements are always interesting to
watch since the bodies of the participants need to arrange themselves into
many strange combinations.  Chain fucking is much simpler but always fun to
watch since the coordination between members is so important.

The other day we had a great time.  Following a rather long discussion of
early writings by the hedonists about nine men all lined us to chain fuck
with Dirk fucking the last's ass and me fucking the first's mouth.  It was
wondrous.  Apollo would push in and the action cascaded down the line
causing the first's mouth to take my cock deep.  I would push in, also deep
and the cascade would push back into the cocks to Apollo.  On seeing this
the boys all assembled to do the same with Ibouma in the back and Kyros in
the front.

Anther ethical dilemma for the new priest.  I only hope I did the right
thing.  One of the members approached me for what I thought was advice.  It
turned out to be for my help.  He explained his situation.  His daughter is
15, almost 16 and involved with a young man of 20 who is jealous that her
brother and occasionally himself, fuck the daughter.  The boyfriend is a
little wild as is the daughter.  The boyfriend is giving his wife sticky
panties.  He would gladly fuck him, the son as well, he is attractive. The
boy he mentors is gay and rather much a sissy.  The daughter is afraid he
will try and steal the boyfriend... "Apollo Solon you must help me through
this mess."

"I can do that and I will.  If this thing comes apart the consequences of
the seed you have sown will not be good for any of us.  Incest is always a
double edged sward, as far as I can see.  Sex between father and son, both
members can be problematic but is ultimately manageable and not likely to
escape our closed doors.  I take it you wife and daughter have both been
visited by dreams in the past?"

"My wife yes, not my daughter," he answered.

"That can still be contained.  How do you feel about the boyfriend, besides
his attractiveness and more to the point how do you think you daughter
feels about him?"

"He is wild as I said but is intelligent and hard working.  He is a little
lost and I think is being highly influenced by my daughter, mostly between
her legs.  As we all know that is a powerful incentive.  I know she wants
him to marry her and remover her from my household.  I suspect she feels
that will better protect him from her mother and brother.  I am sure she
loves him but we all know that is chemistry not true love..."

"You want him to join our ranks as soon as possible I take it."

"Yes, that will go a long way to solving the problems."

"Not as long a way as you may think.  He is the least of your problems, in
that once under out influence at least, no secrets will be exposed.  It
will also make her face a reality.  I agree though, is he willing or
unwilling?"

"I think ignorant is best put.  She has him tied to her crotch by an
invisible chain."

"Yes, we know about those things don't we.  That chain is transitory, our
chain is not.  You and your son and boy will need to cooperate in this
venture.  I assume your son will willingly go along.  Having his butt and
her pussy at his disposal will be most welcome.  Your boy can be convinced.
Is he friendly with the daughter?"

"Yes very.  She looks on him as a sister, You may still need to suggest."

"Okay, tell him to make sure she understands he in not attempting to steal
her panties or her lover.  That said, I will convince him he needs to have
sex with her and not the boyfriend first.  Here in the sanctuary, that is
different."

"What of your wife?"

"I am less certain of that.  Funny, we have been together for over 20 years
and am still uncertain.  I know she is only completely satisfied by
me. That does not mean she has not tested the waters, she has.  I never
said anything since my sexual fidelity is first to Lesksh Pallos."

"Then it will be best to deal with her the same way we deal with your
daughter.  That is a double edged sward too.  You would agree that to keep
peace in the family she must have access to the boyfriend as the bother has
access to his sister.  If your wife has the son in law then she will want
the son.  Ultimately you will want the daughter in law, when their is one
and so on."

We set the plan and implemented it.  I must admit that the boyfriend was
very attractive and while a bit wild in his behavior, very easily tamed.
He was not a controlling person, therefore easy to control.  Shown by the
ease of the girl, who like the father, is controlling.  I used all the
magic I had learned on this group, including: the father, son, and father's
boy.  The boyfriend will be a good and solid member from now on. I think he
will do well in life.  The girl and mother were more challenging.  The
whole thing took me two weeks to complete.  Both the mother and girl are
pregnant by me.  It is the unintentional price the magician charges for his
services.  They are a good "Christine" family, pro life.  I am sure the
babies will be well cared for, even if it changes the lives of the
unwilling mothers.

They all know what happened to them.  They just don't quite know how or
why.  It seems that when sex is involved reason and rational thought are
the first to be set aside.  This is all now family mythos.  Oh, by the way,
the boy did get her panties, given to him.  He told me that, sticking out
his tongue and wiggling it up and down. The up side of all this and there
is an upside, sex between is now open, shared and without shame or
jealousy.  Sex is not used to control, it is the control.