1. The making of a God Part 1


    Date: 9/1/2015, Categories: Fiction, Mind Control, Voyeurism, Author: sluttrainer137, Rating: 86.3, Source: sexstories.com

    too diffident. This woman had KIDNAPPED me. “We're called Commanders, and we were born to lead the battle for humankind, what some call the Last War, or Final Battle. Every 137 years, a child with the ability is born. It alternates, first a girl, then a boy. As for being told no, you wouldn't have been had you used your ability.” Questions bubbled over in my head, and without thinking I spoke, “Not that I believe you, but use my ability? How? What can I do with it? Can I tell someone to rob a bank? I mean, are there rules?” Her eyebrow quirked, somehow she made it look both amused and sexy. “Command someone, not tell them. And yes, I suppose you could, but why would you want to? I mean, let's say your interested in a girl. You want to take her out to a nice steak dinner to impress her. You could Command the valet to park your car, and he won't even expect a tip. Command the waiter, and either he'll pay for the dinner himself, or give it to you on the house. Or you could just forego all of that and Command the girl to have sex with you. As for rules, no, we don't have rules...we're Gods. We can do as we wish. I can't explain how to use your ability, but you should have learned to already. Your voice will deepen, grow cold. Your eyes hard and commanding. And you will know, in the back of your mind, that you will be obeyed.” Enough of this, this woman was beautiful, but very delusional. Time to call her bluff. “Oh yeah?” I sneered. I lowered my voice and looked her straight ...
    in the eye. “Take your clothes off.” She laughed. “It doesn't work like that,” she said rising and beginning to unbutton her blouse. “I said you were born to Command, not Lead. Other Commanders are immune to your powers and you to theirs.” She dropped her blouse unceremoniously to the floor revealing a black lacy bra, and began unzipping her pinstripe skirt with zipper running up her left thigh. “A Leader will be born to us before the Last War, but even our brightest and best scholars and historians place that event, oh, about 3000 years in the future.” Her skirt fell to her ankles revealing a matching set of black lacy panties. She continued speaking as though she was unaware of standing in only her bra and panties as her hands went behind her back to unhook her bra. “The ability manifests itself when the person reaches their 19th birthday, and by the 21st birthday is perfectly honed. At that point, the aging process stops. We're still mortal, we can still be killed. We'll die from a bullet wound, a knife, suffocate, drown, etc. But we'll never grow old and die.” She bent to remove her panties, but I was already lost in thought. Remembering 2 years ago... Chapter 1 It Emerges I had just turned 19. I was of average height and build, with an average face. I got average grades in school. The best that could be said of me, was that I was average. My parents were partiers, somehow never escaping their wildness of youth, and most of the time they didn't care what me or my younger ...
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