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When he felt generous enough to divulge a few scant details to the layperson, the investigator equated his role in the procedure to that of a thunderstorm. Some storms fed dehydrated earth, allowing life to thrive. Other times, dead or decaying matter needed to be cleared for new growth to emerge. And some storms were so intense that they eviscerated everything they touched. He executed his duty with a concentrated force that evoked the merciful violence of a storm. From a certain viewpoint, it was beautiful.
Each investigator possessed many tools to examine and alter the mind. More rudimentary measures involved surgically extracting the afflicted tissue, but the results from such arcane methods often resulted in apostasy. The sudden change was too drastic. Psychology and pharmacological techniques could also be effective, but only to an extent. Despite the landmark biomedical advancements achieved in the 2030s, neurophysiology remained a relative mystery, a terrain that required delicate and relentless navigation.
The procedure itself existed in an oblique area that combined these various techniques. The force of the physical married to subtle whispers delivered through the advent of drugs and technology. Whispers used to strike the correct notes and caress the right chords, creating a new song that the mind could absorb. Music that left an imprint, carving its own unique valley as it took on an interpretation and life of its own.
The investigator examined each participant without judgment or passion. A clinician foremost, he always took a moment beforehand to compartmentalize his thoughts. Surgical precision. For the procedure to take a credible hold, it had to begin with the facts; more accurately, the participant’s perception of the facts. Even a slight deviation from protocol could cause irreparable damage to their psyche.
He had seen what could happen when things went wrong. Some minds simply shattered. Unable to cope with the dam breaking, the participant regressed into a catatonic state. Neurons and synapses sizzled away, similar to a light bulb filament burning out, leaving behind darkness. Some paths, once disrupted, could never be repaired or traversed again.
But this particular investigator did not specialize in darkness, he preferred light. He probed the mind with questions like tiny bolts of lightning, illuminating the memories to be snuffed out.
*
The investigator’s voice echoed through the loudspeaker mounted in the ceiling of a sterile exam room, metallic, “Participant JM4 – 9.5, do you understand the purpose of the procedure and accept its inherent risks and benefits?"
The woman replied in the affirmative with a clear, strong voice, “Yes, I understand the purpose and my judgment is not impaired. I accept the potential risks and benefits and choose to proceed."
“Very well. Today will be identical to your familiarization. Repeat the prompts verbatim. The procedure itself will recall your recollections. Do not obstruct their entry with emotion. Let them fill your mind and dwell there, unbiased. This will improve the odds of success.”
“I will try my best.”
"Recite your anchoring statement."
“A dim-dark emptiness emerged to reign…”
She took a deep breath, continuing, “…the offspring of needs interposed between needs interposed between needs interposed between unlit paths…”
She pushed to the end, finishing, “…and lustfully living amidst the lies, the deep vast vacuum swells.”
There was a brief respite.
He launched into the investigation, "Needs."
"Needs," she repeated.
A new fear had merged with her depression and dread to form a single churning wave that beat into her repeatedly every time his voice crackled over the speaker. She strengthened her resolve, remembering her purpose. Atonement. The investigator’s voice was robotic, but there was a calm authority in the timbre. There was something else there that she couldn't quite identify. Something omnipotent. It made sense. Here, they played God.
"Do you wish that you could forget? Needs."
"Needs."
She detected an accusatory undertone to his question and wondered whether it was her guilty imagination. Her lips moved automatically in repetition. Needs. The word lingered. Just like practice, she told herself. She had chosen her anchoring statement with great care. Each word had been selected to recall certain portions of her recollections. Per his instruction, she cleared her mind of emotion and let the memories play. It was like watching a film from another generation, centuries ago. The frames were tinged in a warm nostalgic haze.
"Was there a time when he fulfilled your needs? Needs."
"Needs."
They had met at a concert on the campus commons on a starry summer night. He approached her with a rare maturity that was bold, but honest. He wanted her, jesting and joking with no expectation of reciprocation. His merciless wit and inappropriate humor were punctuated by his ornery grin, a rare mix of cockiness and self-awareness that swept her off her feet, igniting an unmistakable push and pull dynamic between them.
"Why did you do what you did? Needs."
"Needs."
"Interposed.”
"Interposed."
She insulted and tested him back, trying to deny what she felt, but she could not ignore the wetness that spread through her panties as she sparred with him. Every sly grin and witty comeback made that wet heat intensify. He made her feel like the only person in the world. Every star, gust of warm wind, and shift of the earth was his doing, meant for her and her alone. She put up a fight, but the knockout blow had been dealt on his initial approach. After several drinks and a short skytran trip, she found herself anxiously ascending hundreds of meters to arrive at his shoddy apartment.
"What's it like to lose someone you love? Interposed."
"Interposed."
They danced to cheesy music and drank a cheap red wine that he pretended to know something interesting about. She teased him and he grabbed her tight, play fighting with her. She giggled like a teenager and then he kissed her. They lost their clothes in a hurry and she never forgot the look of horny wonder in his eyes when he saw her naked for the first time.
"Who taught you to feel sexual pleasure? Interposed."
“Interposed."
He was inexperienced, but his attentiveness and passion made up for those shortcomings. Their first coupling was haphazard, but enjoyable. When he dove between her legs, he explored her with filthy curiosity, unsure of his technique. His assured patience relaxed her. His tongue treated her glistening lips and engorged achy bud like a canvas to be painted. Every brush, flick, lap and swirl more deliberate than the last, finding the perfect pressures and combinations. Her body gently instructed him and he listened. She cried out his name as he guided her to her first orgasm.
"Do you long to have your heart understood? Interposed."
“Interposed."
Her legs were still shaking when he climbed atop her, slipped his cock between her breasts, and guided his tip up to her lips. She never forgot his taste. His swollen anticipation helplessly trickled from the slit, salty-sweet. She relished the way he moaned and trembled from the heat of her lips sealed around his hardened flesh. After sucking him, she flipped him onto his back with a curiosity of her own. She mounted and rode him. Neither lasted long. Perhaps such intensity was never meant to. Their gazes locked as they climaxed, a first for both, to release with such perfect mutual timing.
Do your memories cling? Interposed."
"Interposed."
The new couple fought and made love with equal enthusiasm. Always tempestuous, their public displays of affection were followed by dramatic outbursts and hyperbolic threats that did not win the confidence of their families or friends. As they both matured, a learned evenness gradually sanded the rougher edges of the relationship.
"Do you feel that there's a piece of you missing? Interposed."
“Interposed."
There were moments that she could never forget. The stillness of the bed. The ethereal, dark blue glow that filled their room in the hour before sunlight emerged to streak the city sky. Their mutual warmth trapped beneath thick blankets, a warmth so absolute, so theirs, that it seemed infinite. The way he gazed at her when he thought that she was asleep, dark enough that he never caught her eyes opening for that split-second. The quiet vulnerability she felt in those moments nearly crushed her. These moments were beautiful, a natural resource that they could only create together. She wanted to mine them for the rest of their lives.
"Do your needs interpose your dreams? Interposed.”
“Interposed."
But her needs interposed. And there were always needs. Nebulous, unwelcome offspring that interrupted the perfect stillness with indescribable shapes that hovered at the edge of definition. Time's inevitable march helped to clarify their blur and she found that many were jagged, painful to the touch. The need to please him. The need for more and more and more. The need to be true to herself, a singular entity that simultaneously belonged to another. She was never satisfied.
"Did you lose a fragment of yourself? Interposed."
"Interposed."
They loved each other and were soon engaged, but his wild, boyish energy was always a source of conflict. He was a fire; gorgeous to view, to dance with and be taken by, but too dangerous to be left uncontained. So she set about the task of molding him into a stable provider. She succeeded to her detriment. Once married, she realized that the man she created no longer excited her. Part of it was her own doing, but she was unable to delineate her influence from the inevitable evolution of a being over time. Nevertheless, the hot glow that surrounded him was starting to dim. The husband she thought she wanted did not have time or energy for the boyish games that had won her affection.
"Between needs interposed."
"Between needs interposed."
"Lustfully."
"Lustfully."
The years passed and her attraction to him continued to wane. The sex dwindled to a trickle, and then ceased. By the time they reached a platonic standstill, even the arguments had stopped. Her husband was unable to meet her sexual needs and so she found another who could. She crossed paths with a man who promised to make her fantasies real and fulfill her every desire. The opportunity was too tempting to pass on.
"What's it like to be filled full of lust? Lustfully."
"Lustfully."
He was a tech mogul who specialized in robotics and virtual reality and he introduced her to adventurous escapades that awoken an unexplored side of her sexuality. Their first night together, he gave her a designer drug that obliterated every inhibition as it flooded her with an engineered high similar to heroin without the deleterious or addictive side effects. Due its clear sheen and the faint sweet flavor, some called it Nektar. Others nicknamed it Bliss.
“What’s it like to hold the hand of someone you love? Lustfully.”
“Lustfully.”
He took her inside his own virtual reality software, having written imaginative scripts for their sexual exploits. In these fantastic worlds, he used her mouth, pussy, and ass in every possible way across a variety of settings, both on-planet and off. At times, he even incorporated custom-built appendages or robotics to increase her pleasure. She slipped into a constant stream of new universes and identities. Each encounter delivered the high of a first time, the adrenaline rush of discovery.
“Did you know that you broke his heart? Lustfully.”
"Lustfully."
Reaching these heights on a regular basis took a toll on her mind and her body. There was always a price to pay. It was indescribable bliss, but each treasonous exploration left her exhausted and spent. She was a shell of herself. Nothing remained for her husband. The affair was emotional at first and it had not felt wrong to her. Her forays into dark lust happened gradually, but once she started, they became addictive. She stifled the guilt, trying to rationalize her betrayal away.
“What makes you think you deserve life? Living.”
“Living.”
It only took three months for this lifestyle to tear their marriage apart. Three months to systematically dismantle what took patient years to build. Her husband had been suspicious from the beginning, but had kept his mouth shut. He never took the opportunity to communicate with her. When he finally found irrefutable evidence and confronted her, she read in his eyes a knowing awareness, the realization that his time with her had ended. The vacant gleam in his eyes broke her heart. It was akin to telling a patient that their illness was terminal, that their life was beyond salvaging.
“What makes one worthy of life? Living.”
“Living.”
She confessed her transgressions to her sister and her friends. They told her not to jerk him around, to put him out of his misery swiftly. She asked for a divorce. She did not cast blame or seek vengeance, but offered him no alternative. She forced him into reluctant acceptance that the marriage was over, breaking him irreparably. He asked her how she expected him to let go of a permanent piece of him and told her that he didn’t know how.
"Lustfully living."
"Lustfully living."
With one final effort, he made a desperate plea. He couldn’t stand watching her leave. She sighed at his pathetic begging and shunned his advance. When she moved in with the mogul to continue the tryst, it shattered his world, setting his course. He signed the papers and they split. Days passed, and then weeks. He held the crumbling pieces, bided time, and hoped that was all she needed. She continued living in her false reality.
"Between needs interposed."
"Between needs interposed."
"LIES."
"Lies."
Months later, a phone call came in the middle of the night. When she saw the number, she knew, deep down, that her fate was coming to meet her. She was terrified. Panic rushed through her as she drove to his house. Even though they once shared this home, it was a stranger's house now, still and unlit, nothing more than a dark museum. Her heart, which was banging, ceased when she bolted through the front door. At first, pure silence save for the thunderclap of her pulse. She heard it before she saw him. The faint creak of a slowly swaying rope. She found him hanging from the top of the stairwell.
"Between unlit paths."
“Between unlit paths.”
It wasn’t her fault. Not directly. She believed this to be true and everyone reaffirmed her belief. She repeated the words to her psychiatrist and to herself until they lost all semblance of meaning. Words of affirmation meant nothing in the face of stark reality. Once again, she stifled her guilt. She tried to live with and conquer the pain. Life needed to go on. But between those unlit paths, the dark solitary territory where we try to move on from the past, somewhere in that darkness, she would always blame herself.
"And lustfully living."
For the first time since the procedure began, she stumbled over the words. "…And lustfully living..."
The investigator’s words cut into her like a scalpel. "Amidst the lies."
Emotion, which she had held back to this point, began to rush free as the dam inside her mind ruptured. "Amidst the lies."
His voice now came from inside her own head, "The deep vast vacuum swells."
It was too much to handle. Her pupils were on fire. A jolt of current shot down the nape of her neck and raised prickled hairs across her skin, causing her to twitch violently. Twice. Her vision filled with a grey blur that slowly crept across her periphery. Without warning, it receded, giving way to a sudden flash of light. She bit her tongue, tasted blood, and braced.
She choked out the line with a sob, "...The deep vast vacuum swells..."
The voice on the loudspeaker did not return for some time. Her chest heaved up and down and her face was streaked with tears. She was weightless, untethered. She clutched both arms of the chair, white-knuckled, certain that if she let go, then she would be violently ripped away. She spit blood from her mouth onto the stainless steel floor.
He broke the silence, "The procedure is complete.”
She let out a breathy chuckle. “Really? How can you tell?”
He never answered her question. He only said, “Please recount the following images and their anchoring words.”
The wall opposite her liquefied into a crystalline display that showed a series of images.
The first, a concert ticket.
“Needs.”
The screen showed a ring.
“Interposed.”
The screen showed handcuffs.
“Lust.”
The screen showed a rope.
“Lies.”
The screen showed a man. She had no response.
“Recite the anchoring word.”
“I don’t understand.”
“JM4 – 9.5, recite the anchoring word. Now.”
“But I’ve never seen this man before.”
“Correct. Let’s continue.”
He showed her several more images before declaring, “Congratulations, Participant JM4 – 9.5. Based upon my readings, I believe that the procedure was a success.”
“Wait, I don’t understand. What was a success?” Her head was thick with fog, a narcotic haze. She pressed her fingers into her temples to relieve the pressure that had rapidly accumulated. Her voice cracked, “Why am I here?”
“You just underwent a non-invasive surgical operation to remove your brain tumor. The confusion is a normal side effect, but I was able to remove it entirely. A successful procedure.”
“Wow. Ok, thank you? I’m just having a hard time remembering the last few hours.”
“Completely normal. Your fiancée is waiting for you outside. He is accompanied by a nurse. They will help you with your transition. Participant JM4 – 9.5, you are free to go. Please exit using the door on the left side of the room. Goodbye.”
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IncestThe categories pertain to the story as a whole and not each individual chapters Bullies Part 1. By Itsme When Larry arrived at the rear of the school, he found three boys from his school waiting there. He hadn't planned on meeting them. He didn't even know why he decided to go to the back of the school. He was just walking aimlessly and found himself at the rear of his high school. Classes wouldn't be starting for another fifteen minutes so there was no hurry to get to class....
Amber had been right about the water temperature - Tyler was able to adjust it to his liking, anywhere between hair-raising cold to scalding hot and everything in between. Thank God for the gas mining operations on Saturn's moons! He played with the controls for a bit before stepping into the falling water of the showerhead. The first thing he noticed was how much water his new hair could absorb. He combed his fingers through his new auburn tresses, pulling the water drops through as...
I hired my first employee today! Mark Glasso. Nice kid. He seems smart and driven. He's got a great pedigree and he's all up in the biz. Knows the buzzwords and knows the right people to talk to. Good looking Italian guy, which for a salesman is a great look. I suspect he's a lady-killer too, but we aren't close enough to talk about that yet. First employee! This time next year, there'll be ten of us! Finally, I feel like life is back on track! It had rained all night and the...
I got out of the hospital six months ago. The doctors had stopped the bleeding and wrapped my wrists in bandages. When I recovered the doctors wanted me to see a shrink. My mother had no insurance to pay for that and she didn’t want me to see one anyway. I suppose she was afraid I would tell him how she had abused me, degraded me and wanted me out of her life.” You’re 18 now, little bitch, and as soon as school is out I want you out of my house.” I could hardly wait. “ And I’ll give you some...
EroticYoung Bess ? Part Four By Jane Howard Synopsis This story takes place in the early 18th century about James, a young British aristocrat from an important political family who learns that his beloved sister Sheila has disappeared. His famous uncle, Isaac Newton, arranges for him to be transformed into a beautiful young girl with the new name of Elizabeth Radcliff. Now completely unrecognizable, Elizabeth (or Bess as James is now called) is taken on as a servant in the home of...
HumorThe third person I ever had sex with was my husband so you couldn’t call me promiscuous. I lost my virginity aged 18 during a drunken student party and I was not at all impressed with the whole sex thing. The second man came along two years later; he was my first long term love, well a few months anyway. Then there was Paul, we dated; we got engaged and eventually married. I didn’t know and didn’t care if our sex life was good or not, it was good enough for me. We had and still do have sex...
It was not much longer until Liu and I were secretly meeting at his apartment. I could only refer to him as “sir” or “detective”, never by his first name. I needed his permission to speak. I was losing myself in him and enjoying every second of it. When my parents went away for a one- week convention, I invited him to the house to show him my room (among other things). He left work early so we could get an early start on our time together. He looked somewhat amazed at my private living space. I...
ReluctanceHi readers Arshad in again here among you with the the remaining story “Khala ki chudai part 2”. Dosto aap nae mari kahani parhi or us ka mujhe acha response mila us ke leye thanks. Ab mae aap ka ziada time nahi loon ga or apni kahani ki taraf aata hoon. Tu dosto jesa ke aap ko maloom hae ke bijli gai hoi thee or mara hath khala ki tangoon ke dermian pohanch geya tha. Ab is se age kea hua…….. jese hi khala nae mera hath apni phudi per mehsoos kea shaid us ko current lega ke wo aik dam mujh se...
I had to leave the conference to answer a call. Upon my return, Raul had left and another person was in his seat. The lights were dimmed, and a video started. A text message came on my phone.“Hi Zak, I am around. After the meeting we can do some nasty stuff,” Raul had written.I sent a message back to get more information. Our texting began.“After I had sucked your dick and remembering how good it felt I want you to be my first,” stated Raul.“First at doing what?”“I want your dick in my virgin...
AnalIf you'd like to know what each of these characters look like then i suggest you readt the first chapter of "The Cedar Street Chronicals". If you like this I'll continue to add more of The Family members and add a little bit of drama to the story.....Enjoy!! ************************************************************************************************** Hello my name is Vanessa Wright, I am apart of The Cedar Street Family. I love them all and hope to live there for the rest...
The afternoon had finally managed to pass uneventfully as it ever could be around the Misaki homestead. Sasami had been dutifully finishing up the supper dishes. Taking simple if an odd kind of pleasure in the routine task. Doing her best not to think. When Ryo-chan had come gliding in, promptly 'spilling the beans' just before supper, Sasami had to bite her lip to keep from blowing a gasket. A situation made worse of course by she, right along with the most of the female members of the...
Introduction: Elena thinks shes in for a boring weekend alone while her family is away…but things are about to take an interesting twist She was laying on the sofa, a bowl of potato chips resting on her stomach, as she flipped aimlessly from one channel to the next. There was absolutely nothing good on television during the day. What was the point of being home from school in the summer if there was nothing to do? She could hear the sound of her family coming down the stairs, arms full of...
It is about how I first got laid. I also learned what a pussy truly meant. To protect my identity, and that of the girl I fucked, I will call myself Jack Johnson. The name of the girl will be Jane Doe. One day I was walking through the park. I had just gotten out of school (I am a high school student, a freshman). I was walking down a path in the park with the sun shining at full blast when I saw a hot chick. I checked out her ass. I went up to her. "Hi, what's your name?" I asked seductively....
First TimeJames stepped into the coffee shop, looking around nervously. Then he saw her, sitting at the back most table seat, in the little nook that would give them some degree of privacy. He quickly strode over to her table and sat down. Audrey was reading a book, chuckling over it, and sipping a cup of black tea. She didn’t respond to James as he sat down, waiting patiently for him to make the first move. Several tense seconds went by before he said, ‘I believe you now.’ Audrey looked up at him,...
Chapter 5: The Night BeforeIt was Saturday evening, after all of the normal chores and duties had been finished on the Island. Jordan had finished another day of her duties in the kitchen. She was more aware than anyone else, just what the following day would bring. As Jordan settled into her quarters after dinner, she found another note from Tiffany. She was to report to Tiffany's quarters at 8:00PM for her final instructions. Jordan arrived promptly just before eight o'clock, and knocked...
“The demon,” the Great Mother spoke, and her voice boomed all around us, “is too strong!” Silence fell over the hall like a leaden blanket. A pair of feet shuffled on the floor next to me and stirred up dust. A choked sob sounded from somewhere further back. A muffled, crashing noise made it through the thick wooden gates and made some of my fellow sisters whimper in fright. I had seen him with my own eyes, felt the raw power spring forth from his hands and shake the foundations of our refuge....
My Wife's Reaction by Dunchad© When I got back to our house Belinda was already home. I kissed her hello and asked her why she was home already. She smiled at me and said that Karen was feeling sick and had to go to bed. I was a little nervous that Belinda would see that I had done something I shouldn't have done, especially when...
PHEWWWW!Six months of Hell over and done with.Checklist;New account - finalizedfirst campaign - completepromotion - securedFat bonus check - deposited this morningThis pending vacation is very well deserved by me and even more so by Trina. She has been a total saint for the last half year, picking up all kinds of my slack so I could focus on work. This promotion is as much hers and it is mine. And I intend to prove it to her every way possible over the next 8...
After Jerry went to work on Friday, I went into his office at home. He always leaves his computer on as it is connected to the servers at his company. I found the security folder for his new surveillance cameras and verified that they had just recently been installed. What did surprise me was to discover that he had placed 3 cameras out back by the pool instead of 1. I pulled up the file of my session with Otto from yesterday and didn’t realize just how hot and arousing it was. No wonder Jerry...
“Lansing residence, Eric speaking,” Celeste’s father answered the phone, more than a little annoyed to be awakened on one of his few days off, especially the workload of late. “Hi, Daddy!” Celeste greeted her father. “Baby girl! How good to hear from you again! It’s been too long! To what do I owe the pleasure?” Eric naturally wondered if this was something to do with Celeste’s mother, Phoebe, his bitch of an ex-wife. “Daddy, there’s someone that I want you to meet, but it’s kind of...
“It’s been a while since I had sex during my period, Randall. It’s really nothing different, except ... I’m a bit messy down below. If I put down a bath towel with a hand towel on top, then you can fuck me all you want, as long as I stay on my back. The little bit of mess is worth the time it takes, and the pleasure of ‘my man.’” “Is that me ... have I become your man, Kami?” I responded straining this condom to its absolute maximum. “Yeah, Randall – get on top, and go ... slow. I want you...
She was the lady of our small town, everyone knew her as the classy Mrs.T or Carol by her friends. Standing at 5’2 with the shoulder length blonde hair, a fit body and the curves any woman would be jealous of. And they were, as all the men always took a second look as she passed by. But each man also thought she hated sex and it was a dirty word by the way she carried herself. She was prim and proper and always in a dress with sheer nylons.Mrs T was my best friends mom, our families have known...
TrueDisclaimer:- This story is a pure work of fiction. Any resemblance to a person dead or alive is a coincidence. Hey, guys, I am Rahul and this is the story of how I got to fuck two beautiful MILFs from my family. I am 21 years old, 5’10” tall, and currently completing my master’s degree. I have an 8″ long and 2″ wide cock which is enough to satisfy any woman. The story I am going to tell you happened 2 years ago when I was completing my bachelor’s degree. The heroine of this...
IncestBUZZ BUZZ BUZZ… “Ugh…” Sam groaned as he pulled himself out of bed. “SAM! Breakfast!” He heard his father calling up as he rubbed the sand from his eyes “Coming” he yelled down as he slumped his way out of his room. He entered the kitchen and plopped himself on a chair. His father dropped a stack of pancakes on the table as his mother looked up from the newspaper. “something the matter, sweetheart?” She asked. “The Senior Prom is Friday night and I don’t have a date, let alone a dress…” He said...
For the next few days all I could think about was Joshua’s huge black cock. I would steal a cucumber from the refrigerator and pretend it was his big cock fucking me while I moaned and squealed with pleasure. Although the cucumber was close to the size of his enormous cock, it wasn’t quite the same. It didn’t feel warm, nor did it have the ridges that would form when the veins on his cock became engorged with his pumping blood.I made up my mind. I had to have the real thing thrusting between my...
Taboo++++++ I’m Donna, and I guess this is the story of how my life changed big time for the better. I had met my future husband just after he had started his commercial real estate company. He was engaging and funny, but I could tell that he was also driven for success. We were married only a month after I had graduated with a Bachelor’s Degree in Business Administration, honeymooning in Maui for two idyllic weeks. I’d had a job lined up, but I never went to work because I was four months...