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My head was hurting again by the time I reached the room where Suzi was. It was well after midnight, and I was absolutely beat. I almost left, however, when I found Suzi didn't recognize me again. But after a few minutes of letting a few of my tears flow, I felt it all come back to her again a moment before she called my name.
Despite my tiredness, I didn't get much sleep that night. Even though I was comforted by Suzi's physical presence, something else about her made me feel uncomfortable in a different way. It was like I could feel how damaged or injured her... spirit was. Like she had been burned terribly or was recovering from an auto accident. There was the feeling she was slowly recovering, but yet I knew she would never completely recover from this terrible wounding of her soul. There simply would always be a scar.
The following morning wasn't that restful either. I spent a good three hours being interrogated separately by the Inquisitor and two other cabal members, one of them being Patrick, the guy Gordie had mentioned. And I only have one thing to say about the guy.
He's an asshole to the fifth power.
I don't think I could have even talked him into letting a corpse go free. God how he pissed me off. He treated me like a five year old, talking down to me, speaking in simple terms even a five year old would have rolled their eyes up at, and then telling me I wouldn't understand whenever I asked him anything that he hadn't told me already.
The other one was a really butch looking woman who would interrupt our discussion with her views of what I would sound like in her dungeon as my cock was being put through who knows what. And I had the distinct impression she would have had my nipples pierced the moment I had walked in her office if the Inquisitor's warning look hadn't stopped her.
So after being scanned, grilled, insulted, treated like a child, then having my nerves continuously rattled by her damn observations while she shrewdly asked me questions I would have preferred not to have recalled the answers for, I topped of the morning by going to see Joey in his cell.
Or more like dodging his attempts to kill me by trying to head butt my stomach or groin the whole time. He was so unbalanced that his mind simply went around the commands many people had already given him, and was in a straitjacket to prevent him from hurting himself or others. I didn't dare try to form an empathic connection with him. His emotions were so chaotic and powerful, I wouldn't have stood a chance.
So after spending an hour outside his cell clearing out the useless commands in his head, I wearily went to find my mom to talk to her about Michael.
"Oh honey," she said when I found her. "You look so tired. Why don't you go take a nap and not worry about Michael until after you're feeling up to it?"
"Because if I try and take a nap alone, I'll either end up crying or thinking about how much I want to go beat Patrick's stupid head into the ground. Melissa's trying to find her brother and sister, Joey's all screwed up, I get uncomfortable around Suzi like she is, and there isn't anyone else I want to go sleep with."
"What about the twins? Your father checked on them this morning and found them awake. Why don't you go find Joy and Honey so they know you're okay, then maybe take a nap with them. I think they are still in cell 11B5."
"Huh? What are they still doing in there? Oh wait. Don't tell me. I have a pretty good idea," I said, feeling my tummy growl.
When I arrived at cell B5 in row 11, I hit the open button and walked in. I couldn't help but smile at my sort of adopted sisters. They were both fast asleep on the queen size bed, obviously having becoming sleepy after a big meal.
But considering they apparently had been locked up in here without any means of getting out, I checked their minds for any signs of stress. There wasn't any, so as I stripped my itchy clothes off once more, I had a passerby hit the close button for some privacy.
I crawled in bed with them, delighted to feel the soft sheets and their warm bodies next to me as I snuggled in to join them in slumber. Neither of them stirred, and soon I was fast asleep.
I was awakened by a warm mouth at my crotch, and another at my mouth. I didn't even open my eyes as I kissed Honey back as her sister brought me up to full arousal.
My eyes opened wide, however, when Joy pulled her mouth off and held it for her sister as she lowered her pussy on it. I barely had time to feel her slide me all the way in her before I heard the wall opening up.
"Holy shit," I said as another pair of twins walked in. As the wall shut behind them, I couldn't help but stare at the remarkable closeness in looks between the two sets of twins. They obviously were not quadruplets, but...
"Are they... your sisters?" I asked Honey as she returned to her slow fucking.
I got a yes back, then had to close my eyes as I felt their combined empathic power begin to flow through me.
"That felt wonderful," I said a few moments later, opening my eyes up to find the four of them apparently busily communicating in the way only known to them.
I felt there was some sort of argument going on, and then found Honey unmounting me. As the two sets of twins stood facing each other seemingly deep in their argument, I studied the new twins a little closer. They obviously were younger than Joy and Honey, but it was difficult to determine exactly how much younger they were.
I concluded they must be about fourteen, maybe fifteen, but seemed to remember Joy's and Honey's breasts being bigger than theirs when I had first met them. So fourteen was probably as close as I was going to get.
My thoughts were interrupted when my twins suddenly attempted to grab the younger two. The younger twins panicked a little and backing away from their bigger sisters.
I watched dumbfounded as my two twins chased the other two around the room, finally causing the younger two to emit feelings of fear.
"Hey! What's going on! Why are they afraid of you?" I said getting ready to step in.
Joy and Honey sent me a HUGE wave of emotion that basically said, "STAY OUT OF THIS."
But the other two were now sending me their own pleas for help, and I was torn between my trust of my so called sisters and the seemingly innocence of the other two's pleas.
Just as I was about to interrupt physically, both my girls broke out in a run which was so uncharacteristic of them, I was too stunned to stop them from pulling the other two down.
As the younger girls struggled to escape, Honey and Joy began soothing them with touches and feels, obviously sexual in nature. My dick rose again as I realized that they were attempting to seduce their own younger sisters.
Joy and Honey were kissing their nude bodies as they pulled themselves up to their faces. I could feel there was something much more going on here than just a simple incestual lesbian action, and watched fascinated as the young girls' expressionless faces seemed to be struggling to remain that way.
As Joy and Honey began kissing their faces, teasing their lips with their tongues, and gently rubbing their crotches with their own, I could feel the young girls' emotions sharply increase, then suddenly as if someone had cut a string, the two pairs of twins were actively sucking on each other's mouths.
The smaller girls on the bottom lost their reservations of what was happening, and fairly quickly they were putting out as much as they received. In unison the two pairs of lovers assumed a sixty-nine position, and I sat there jerking myself off while I witnessed the four of them sucking and licking each other until all five of us simultaneously came, with my load shooting across the room.
Feeling rather weak, I laid back on the bed before I had a momentary blackout. I laid there resting for a while, listening to the four girls breathing and kissing once in a while.
I think I had only been asleep a few minutes when I heard a gasp. I sat up to find the younger two watching Joy and Honey kiss each other lovingly on the lips.
"Shit," was all I could think of to say. I had never witnessed them ever doing anything like that before. My flag pole was flying high again as Honey lowered Joy onto her back.
The younger twins seemed to feel even more uncomfortable about this, but I could tell by the way they would momentarily look at each other that it was only a matter of time before... Yep. Just like someone had cut another string. Suddenly they both just turned to each other and greeted each others mouths with their own.
I felt something strange come from Honey and Joy, and just as I had moved my attention to them I saw Honey looking at Joy in a strange way before giving her a sweet kiss on her cheek. Then Honey got off her and the two went over to break up the two younger twins.
I watched with growing curiosity as Honey and Joy went out of their character even more. Joy laid down on the floor with her younger sister and began showing her the ways of gentle lesbian loving, while Honey brought the other somewhat unsure girl over to me and placed her hand in mine. Honey made it absolutely clear it was vital I make love to her as gently and sweetly as I could, then she turned around and joined her twin.
I couldn't believe what was happening, but I knew whatever they were planning, it was something to do with what had happened to Joey and Suzi. I had no real way of knowing this. It just felt like it to me. So just as the younger girl started to have second thoughts, I reached out to her with my own empathic ability and captured her lovely brown eyes.
But then she looked over at the struggling mound of flesh on the floor, and I had to physically stop her from trying to join them. That's when I suddenly saw part of what the twins were attempting to do. Just as I had taken Joy to the brink and back alone, they were doing the same with their two sisters. They were trying to make them form their own separate identities by making them experience different events.
I could sense how close I was to seeing the little girl behind those brown eyes. I smiled at her, giving her my best open and friendly intentions, finding to my surprise that it was working. I felt there was something more to this than what I was doing. Why did all the twins want to suck me? Why was this girl going doe-eyed on me? Looking like she just got kissed by her favorite heart-throb...
"Shit," I muttered, finding myself deeply honored and somewhat unsure I was worthy of their... whatever it was. But my ego loved it, and she was just as precious as Joy and Honey had been the day I met them. And I knew there was something I had to do before anything else took place.
"Have you been given a name?" I asked.
As expected, the answer was a no. But what I didn't expect her answer to contain with it was a mixture of fear and hopefulness. And because I didn't understand the source of the fear, I took a deep breath and formed an empathic connection.
The connection was nothing like I had ever experienced before. Whenever I had formed an empathic connection with the twins before, there had been only a slight hint as to something going on beyond the emotionless steady calm they always seemed to have. My empathic ability's increased level of sensitivity now was picking the incredible finely controlled rotation of emotions, surging and receding so quickly that I swore they were almost speaking to me...
"So that's how you do it," I said very softly.
I felt the concern of the twin rise from the small peaks to larger ones, realizing that to her I was probably invading her privacy. While I didn't close the connection, I did start paying more attention on the face of the girl in front of me, stroking her cheek and closing the space between us.
But then my attention was drawn to the surges in her emotions as our lips met and her cool mouth invited me to enter by opening slightly. With fascination I studied the incredibly complex rotating emotions passing through her being. And from somewhere in my lifted knowledge, I suddenly recognized what exactly this meant.
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