Posted on 2024-08-05 05:30:06
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The Memoir of Livia (4)
I am Livia, one of the 5 members of the project of its creation.
I would tell more about how I got my Angelia into the Thing's control more detailedly. I know I am a bastard...I confess...but all I did was to make my love free from all the meaningless chores. You need to be reborn to get into heaven, right?
We both drank a little during the dinner, but Angelia still insisted on driving us to the lab. She was always a bad girl, with her proud contempt over all authority but God.
When we arrived, all staff were gone. We passed the security easily since we two were of the highest power in this institute. She kept guessing what I wanted to show her...a time machine? a dinosaur? a anti-matter bomb? or a wedding ring? I did not answer even a word...I was not even listening! I was in a hard struggle with my every step to the lab heavier and heavier. Is it really just to bring my most beloved into this abyss of pleasure? Am I betraying her? Did I fail to meet her unconditional trust on me? I could not think...too many thoughts were in my brain, tearing myself apart. I barely could walk, but a strange, attracting force just pulled me towards our lab......and Angelia did not notice my abnormality. Why didn't you!!!
We entered our lab...the most confidential one. We could see the creature glowed faint pink light in the darkness. It was just like a mineral or a crystal,
"It must be hungry," Angelia said, gazing into that dream-like light, "I've got an idea, I'll feed it with you."
I knew she was joking, but I was not.
She turned on the light, suddenly the glowing pink light disappeared.
"It is sleeping." I said to Angelia, "nevermind that Thing, come here."
We stood face to face. She was quite tall among girls. Sometimes I would think she was like a mother...or be seemed as a mother. That may explain why she was very popular among us. And she looked very cool and dominant...maybe I was the only one who could see through her. I knew deep inside she was just a masochist waiting to be tortured by a strong, powerful figure. Her firm crust was just a camouflage against her inside...and I just am a good dominatrix. You cannot judge a book by its cover, and you cannot judge me and Angelia just by our appearance.
"Take off your clothes." I suddenly commanded with a low but firm tone, "now."
I could even hear her breathing becoming fast and short. I knew she would be turned on by such ridiculous command.
"This can't be appropriate," she argued, though her cheeks were totally burning with pleasure and restraint, "The camer..."
"I've shut the cameras, and I locked the whole place." I looked into her eyes with irresistable persistance. She seemed very shocked, yet I could see her swallow---she definetely wanted this, "do it."
"I...I..."Angelia staggered, with her whole body trembling under tremendous desire. Although she had an unvoluntary face, her hands were desperate to untie her lab coat, and then her shirt. She looked down, not dare look me in the eyes. I knew I conquered her again. She was shy when taking off her clothes, but I did not look away...I did not even blink because I wanted her shameful, wanted her to know that she was merely a naked slave instead of anything else.
Finally, she was completely naked, standing in front of me with her hands covering her crotch and nipples. If in usual circumstances, I would tell her to put her hands down. But today is special.
"Put on your lab coat." I spoke with cold tone, "don't ask why."
"Yes, my lord......" She answered in a very small voice, trying to hold back the pleasure. And she put on the coat with no clothes under it.
"Close your eyes, and I'll lead you to another world." I pushed her gently from behind, towards the container with the Thing inside, "do not open your eyes before my word."
"Su...ure."
I guided her throught the tables to the container. The Thing was waiting...its desire can hardly be repressed, so was mine. I felt this path so long , but eventually we arrived.
The mind-controlling beam was ready. The light shined on Angelia's sculpturestique face and breasts through the glass. And I was also ready to pull her coat as a bondage for her hands.
"Open your eyes, Angelia."I said gently, "and now enjoy."
"Wait...you......"these are the only words she said before she was fully hypnotized. Her panic expressions melted into a happy face.
That was all about my betrayal on my love.

Posted on 2024-08-05 06:28:31
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These have been a great read, and while I occasionally stumble over the strange word choices I still thoroughly enjoy every post.
Thank you.

Posted on 2024-08-05 06:58:24
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>> #552201
Thank you very much,friend,for your support.
English is not my mother tongue, but I'll try harder next time. Live and learn.

Posted on 2024-08-07 08:13:57
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For not being a native speaker, your writing is very good, I am really looking forward to the continuation of this series!!

Posted on 2024-08-07 08:40:42
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>> #552399
Thank you every much, man. I am a writer myself, so the notion and plot would be great I think ;)

My waist is not in the good mood these days, so my writing would be slowed down. But today I will post a new scenario.