Daddy in Control

Dr Vanessa Cameron

Vanessa blushed bright crimson all the way to her toes, and felt a heat like fire kindle hotter still inside, as her breasts warmed with embarrassment at the man’s question. Her nipples still tingled from his accidental touch as well.

“Um…”, she replied, visibly flustered, “No…but…this was the only thing I could find to wear…”

I’ve got a wardrobe full of clothes to wear, Vanessa thought, But I picked a sexy dressing gown to answer the door? And I forgot to leave one at the door as well!

“You’ll have to excuse me”, she added, “But I only woke up a little while ago….and in answer to your other question, I was told that the mirrors were something to do with Chinese Feng-shui. The owners were told to put them in by their family fortune teller…”

She shrugged, unaware of how the action made her heavy breasts bounce and sway under the sheer gown. The little wet trail of dribbling juices finally reached her right knee. Already there was some more wetness trickling down her left inner thigh as well. She was almost ready to beg for a good fucking, yet she didn’t even know this man, and that thought shamed her too. But wasn’t it normal for young women to have sex with men who came visiting. Well, not normal for her, but she was sure that it was fairly normal behaviour for most other women.

But I’m a rational scientist, not some slutty bimbo!
 
Isaac Damianos

"Ahh yes, the fortune teller again. Were you given a list of rules a page long about how you could behave while you're renting hte house?" He shook his head. "Sometimes I don't understand what makes some of the rich so eccentric. I mean really, who has a fortune teller on retainer, and builds a house to this person's specifications? It's preposterous." He chuckled wryly as he walked into the living room.

"Though, I was told a doctor was moving in. Would that be your mother?" He asked her, making reference to her obvious 18 year old appearance. While waiting for, and listening to her responses, he made no effort to hide his open admiration of her body. His eyes lingered over the impressive swell of her breasts, with the rock hard nipples clearly visible through the microthin fabric of her dressing gown. He could even see a bit of moisture on her skin in the valley between the twin globes, either from her recent shower, or from sweat, it was hard to tell which.

His eyes travelled downward, over her flat stomach and her navel to her slightly spread legs and the moist gash between them. The slickness of her inner thighs did not escape his notice and he smiled.

Taking the initiative, he sat down on the couch, and when he put his hand down on the side table, he purposefully put it on the large dildo he had placed there before. The suprise on his face was adaquately feigned, though if she were in posession of all her faculties, she would have surely seen through it, though it was still possible she would see he was not as suprised as he displayed. He picked up the dildo and raised it above the level of the couch and into view. As he did so he looked at her and quirked a brow. "Do you always leave your toys out like this?"
 
Dr Vanessa Cameron

“Yes, they did give a list…a long one…”, she answered, feeling a bit like she was remembering things from a long time ago.

Vanessa listened as the man rambled on a bit, but all she could really think about was how embarrassing it was to stand there in front of this man, in her own lounge-room, wearing only a sheer and very short gown while her body was crying out for sexual attention. She was aware of how the air tickled her wet labia, how her nipples burned with heat, and inside the fire was even hotter.

"Though, I was told a doctor was moving in. Would that be your mother?"

Vanessa looked at him in surprise that he think she was so young, then caught sight of herself again in one of the mirrors. God sakes, her body was beautiful, she was beautiful, but that can’t be her in the mirror?!

“Um…yeah”, she mumbled, not sure what to say, not even realizing that she’d just agreed with him.
Vanessa could feel how his eyes roamed over her body, but she didn’t move to cover herself or hide. She wanted to, but somehow couldn’t, and the feeling of being on display made her hornier…

Suddenly the man picked up a huge dildo that had been lying on the side table.

"Do you always leave your toys out like this?"

Seeing it, Vanessa blushed as her pussy clenched inside with some vague memory. Wetness trickled down her inner right thigh, and she wanted to wipe it away, but couldn’t move. Like a bunny caught in the headlights of an oncoming car.

She decided to change the subject, but even to her the words sounded out of place…

“Um…would you like some coffee or tea?”, she asked.
 
Isaac Damianos

"Well in that case," he said in reply to her agreement about her mother "You and my daughter should get together. I think you'd hit it off wonderfully. And if your mother is anything like you, well.... I'd love to meet her."

When she offered him coffee he smiled and nodded. "Sure, I'd love some. You don't mind if I take a look around do you? I didn't think so." He didn't even wait for an answer, and it was obvious he really didn't mean it as a question.

While she was making coffee he poked around, knowing where all the toys he left her were. "My, you have quite the collection, are all these toys yours, or are some of them your mom's?" He called out to her from the living room. "And what a selection of movies too. You certainly have a nice porn collection."
 
Dr Vanessa Cameron

"Well in that case…You and my daughter should get together. I think you'd hit it off wonderfully. And if your mother is anything like you, well.... I'd love to meet her."

“Oh…Your daughter?”, Vanessa answered, “Um…ah…how old is your daughter? As to my mother…” (she thought about her Mum who lived more than a thousand miles away on the other side of the country) “…Well, maybe one day.”

Vanessa was a little annoyed when the visitor started poking around the house, but she didn’t want to seem impolite. She prepared some good coffee, while hearing him call out to her something about movies.

Toys? Porn movies?

What was he going on about?, Vanessa wondered, thinking that she could check later.

As she finished making two cups of coffee, Vanessa belatedly realised that she hadn’t closed her kitchen window curtain, even as she’d been walking around in only the sheer gown.

Why am I only wearing this?, Vanessa thought, seeing herself in the reflection in the kitchen mirror, it embarrassed her.

She came out of the kitchen carrying the two cups on a tray, and put them down on the coffee table.

“Um…coffee’s ready”, Vanessa called out, “By the way, my name’s Vanessa, and I don’t think I caught your name when you came in…”

She glanced around for where she should sit, and then sat down on the sofa at one end. While Vanessa waited for the man to return, she caressed her wet pussy a little, then stopped in embarrassment when she heard his footsteps returning. As he came in, Vanessa was licking her wet fingers, blushed, and then fidgeted a bit. She barely noticed that her thighs were spread just enough to reveal her girlish slit.
 
Isaac Damianos

As he heard her say that the coffee was ready, he made his way to her. With a smile he sat quite close to her on the couch. "Megan, my daughter, turned 18 a few months ago. Like I said, You two have a lot in common."

Picking up the cup of coffee, he took a sip. "Mmmm, this is really good. And I could have swore I told you my name at the door... I'm Isaac."

He noticed she was sitting on the side of the couch he had sat down in just a few minutes ago, so there was a dildo right on the table over there. With his free hand, he reached over her shoulders and picked it up off the table. He acted as casually as he did when taking a sip of his coffee. When he had the toy in his hand he moved the end of it between her legs, rubbing it softly up and down the length of her pussy, but not too hard. The fact that her legs were spread a bit helped this.

"But then again," he added as he stroked her rythmically with the toy "I shouldn't really expect someone like you to remember the name of every man to come through your door."
 
Dr Vanessa Cameron

“Um…well…I only just woke up as I said”, Vanessa replied when the man repeated his name, “I’m glad you like the coffee…I’ve always been a bit fussy about it”

She was taken by surprise when “Isaac” picked up the dildo and very casually began sliding the end of it between her parted thighs. She suddenly needed it inside, and her pussy clenched inside and moistened a great deal more. As he slid it up and down her unveiled groove, Vanessa couldn’t help spreading her thighs wider.

“Mmm…Actually…I’ve never had many visitors at all…not ever”, Vanessa replied to his comment, “I’ve been very…reclusive…”

Why am letting him do this…how dare he?
 
Isaac Damianos

"Reclusive huh?" He said with a smile. "I can see why, you have almost everything you need here." He punctuated that by sliding the dildo into her pussy a bit, about a half inch, before sliding it back out and up and down her slit. That the the pattern now, up, down, in, and out. Every so often he'd slide a little bit more in.

After he was slowly moving half the dildo into her slit, he took it out and moved it from between her legs. Instead, he brought it to her mouth, pausing just below her nose. "Open wide, Vanessa"

Everything about his voice and movements spoke of gentleness and casualness, as if fucking someone you had just met with a dildo while drinking coffee was completely normal and happened all the time.
 
Dr Vanessa Cameron

Vanessa moaned softly as the man, Isaac, slowly played with her, thrusting in the dildo and sliding it along her groove. By the time he was pushing if half-way inside, she had her thighs spread wide, and still couldn’t understand why she was letting him do this. She tried to sip her coffee a couple of times, but was quickly overcome by the distracting sensation between her smooth thighs.

What’s come over me today...?

When Isaac brought the dildo upto her mouth, the smell of her own luscious lubricant assailed her the hot evidence of her own excitement, making her cheeks blush rosily, her pussy clench with greater need.

As he asked, "Open wide, Vanessa”

Vanessa opened her mouth and licked, then suckled on the dildo...blushing hotter still. She hadn’t yet closed her outspread thighs, leaving her smoothly hairless pussy exposed for his inspection, her lower mouth pink and waiting for more attention.
 
Isaac Damianos

He smiled at her warmly. He was like a totally different person than the man she had met but couldn't remember, but she was also a totally different person herself.

His free hand untied the belt of her robe and parted it slightly before moving between her thigh to graze her slick pussy slightly, teasing her while she sucked her own arousal from the fake cock.

"You're a hot one aren't you. I bet if I offered to screw you, if anyone offered, you'd be all over them, wouldn't you. Yeah, you would. Just look at you. We've just met and you're spread wide open for me...."
 
Dr Vanessa Cameron

His smile was warm and friendly, but Vanessa felt it strange how she was so easy going about the things he was doing to her. Isaac reached over and undid the sash-belt of her translucent robe, opening it slightly even as she continued to suckle on the dildo, licking up her own delicious arousal.

The odd thought entered her head that it would be nice to lick another young woman’s lower lips someday as well. She wondered if another would taste as good.

When Isaac’s hand softly touched the wet labia between her thighs, she parted her thighs even wider and murmured around the plastic of the fake phallus. Vanessa had the compulsion to spread her thighs wide as possible as if accepting him, putting herself fully on display. She blushed, her face burning hot at her at own exhibitionism, but she couldn’t help it. Her legs were now as as wide as they could go…and she wanted him to fuck her. That’s what men were supposed to do when they visited a woman’s home, wasn’t it? She had some vague memory that is what other people must do…but never her…never before…

"You're a hot one aren't you. I bet if I offered to screw you, if anyone offered, you'd be all over them, wouldn't you. Yeah, you would. Just look at you. We've just met and you're spread wide open for me...."

Vanessa murmured, whimpering denial around the fake phallus that she continued to lick and suck, blushing hotter still and wanting to refuse him, while her body and another part of her said FUCK ME deep inside, as her inner muscles clenched tightly, spasmodically, needing him, wanting him.

She felt so hot, incredibly hot, and knew that it would take very little effort on Isaac’s part to have her whenever he wanted.
 
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Isaac Damianos

He had her right where he wanted her. Now, it was time for some fun. Taking the dildo from her mouth, he showed it to her, glistening and dripping with her saliva and what was left of her pussy juices. Slowly, he dragged it from her chin down her neck to the valley between her breasts. From there he circled both her nipples and the undersides of her large firm globes. All the while leaving a slick trail behind.

When that was done, he put the dildo aside and moved the now free hand down to her pussy to take over there. His other hand undid the fly on his pants and pulled out his now very hard cock. Taking her small dainty hand in his, he brought it to cradle his shaft. Moving it up and down, he guided it slowly along the shaft.
 
Dr Vanessa Cameron

As Isaac ran a wet tracery with the dildo down her chest, circling each of her swollen nipples, Vanessa caught her breath, the sensation making her want to cry out. She bit her lip, as her pussy melted hotter, wanting to be filled. Vanessa began panting faster after that, the pink flush of her skin becoming brighter, perspiring with her extreme arousal.

He put the dildo aside, and began fingering Vanessa’s pussy, making her mewl a little, her thighs already spread as wide as they could possibly go on the sofa. She was surprised when this man took one of her small hands and placed it on the shaft of his erect manhood, moving her hand to stroke his long thick pole. Getting the idea, Vanessa began to stroke his cock and caress it, though she didn’t have much experience at this, she vaguely knew (from somewhere forgotten) how it was done.

Words came unbidden to her lips, “Pleeease….please, I need you…inside me…can you…?”

Her cheeks burned with shame and desire; this was so unlike her. What on Earth had come over her?

But Vanessa knew that she needed him. This stranger. As if some mad sexual chemistry had overtaken her and she was losing all of her usual self-control.

“I’ll do anything you want…”, she whimpered, looking down with humiliation at her own words and what she’d just offered.

In a part of her mind, Vanessa was asking herself, But why am I feeling this way? I’ve only just met him!...Is it some drug?

Whatever it was, Vanessa knew, she wasn’t going to be able to resist. She wasn’t sure that she’d even want to.
 
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Isaac smiled as he felt the wetness flowing over his hand, and the warmth of her hand carressing his shaft. His member twitched and pulsed slightly as he hand stroked him up and down repeatedly, a small amount of precum gathering at the top before it ran down one side.

His index finger grazed her clit as she begged him, and his smiled widened when he saw her jump at the sensation. "Oh I know you need it. You need me. And yes, I can, I can give you what you want. I can fuck you so hard and so good you won't know why you never did this before."

But he made no move to change things yet. "The real question is, why would I want to? I mean, sure you're so damn slutty, but what's the real incentive? I can get any number of sluts easily."

But then what she said next really made him smile. "Anything... So, you would be my slutty sex slave, fuck me whenever I want, parade around in whatever I want, Do anything I want, whereever I want?" He wanted to really rub it in, and make her realise exactly what it is she just offered him. At each statement his finger brushed her clit, giving her an incentive.
 
Dr Vanessa Cameron

"Oh I know you need it. You need me. And yes, I can, I can give you what you want. I can fuck you so hard and so good you won't know why you never did this before."


His words had made Vanessa youthful cunt clnch tightly inside, but his next words had dashed her hopes and humiliated her...

"The real question is, why would I want to? I mean, sure you're so damn slutty, but what's the real incentive? I can get any number of sluts easily."


No, I'm not a slut, Vanessa wanted to say, she realised then how her behaviour, answering the front door almost in the nude, wearing only an extremely indecent and very revealing robe that hid nothing...and she was so hot inside and NEEDING to be TOUCHED, to be...she knew with crimson-hot blush...to be FUCKED! It was too much and his words tore into her with the shock of this realisation. But she couldn't help it.

"Anything... So, you would be my slutty sex slave, fuck me whenever I want, parade around in whatever I want, Do anything I want, whereever I want?"

At that moment, desperately needing to have him inside her. filling her, as if she was addicted to having her cunt filled, Vanessa was willing to agree to anything...though in a woman's way, she knew that she'd regret it later but hoped that somehow he'd be more understanding and not really expect her to totally fulfill such a extreme prokmise made in such circumstances. Feeling though, was driving Vanessa beyond csring at the moment whether on not, Isaac was mrely toying with words - or more serious.

"Please...yes...whatever you say, I'll do it", Vanessa replied, "I can't stand it anymore...please...please fuck me...." she ended her plea in a small voice, made tiny and quiet by her intense shame.

It was so unlike her normal self to have none of her usual confidence in dealing with a man. She'd never felt this way before. Vanessa couldn't understand why she was feeling this way. His touch on her clit, each little brush of Isaac's fingers, was very nearly making Vanessa cry out as she mewled with her mouth closed tight unable to bear it; her whole being was aroused and her skin felt incredibly sensitive. Even the smells, sounds, the colours of the room and Isaac's body next to hers was too sensual and vivid. It reminded Vanessa of how things used to be when she was much younger, everything was brighter and clearer, and grabbed her attention more.

That only made the sexual sensations so much more compelling and hard to cope with.
 
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He could tell there was still a struggle going on inside of her mind, it was written all over her face, underneath the shame that he had enhanced during her programming. He loved the look on her face. And when she agreed he finally gave her what she wanted.

He roughly picked her up and positioned her on all fours on the couch. He stood behind her and took the robe off of her. "You won't be needing this for awhile." He said to her happily. Taking off his own clothes took him a bit longer and he would spank her, though not too hard, if she moved to too much. "Sit still. You'll get your fucking in a second, you slut." His grin was on his face and in his voice.

Once he was naked he looked at her for a few more moments, lengthing her wait on purpose, tormenting her with the insatiable need. The longer she waited, the more relief she would feel, he figured. And the more relieved she was, the more she would bond with him. Of course, that was simply speculation, and he didn't really care if she loved him or even liked him, so long as she fucked and sucked whenever he wanted.

When he felt that she had waited long enough, he moved in behind and slid his cock into her, fucking her from behind. His hand on her hips to guide her movements and to keep her from going too crazy on him, he pounded into her, enjoying the feel of her drooling pussy. "OH yeah, that's good, isn't it. You like it doggie style, don't you, yeah, you do. You're just a slut that loves taking a cock up her cunt doggie style."

He leaned forward and grabbed at her tits as they hung below her, and whispered into her ear. "You're MINE!"
 
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Dr Vanessa Cameron

Vanessa was surprised how easily this man, Isaac, lifted her off the couch and turned her roughly around. He was brusque, possessive, as if he already owned and could have his way with her however and whenever he wanted. Before she quite knew what he planned to do, Vanessa found herself positioned on all fours, like she was his toy. He removed her robe before Vanessa could make the slightest protest, she was too stunned by the change in her situation to even try.

Then as he chatted and undressed, Vanessa was left to wait an agonizingly long time as the heat inside her made her squirm like a small animal; she wanted him in her, NOW! But Isaac dragged out the waiting while Vanessa felt little dribbles of her slow honey make slick pathways down her inner thighs. There was even the occassional dripping softly onto the vinyl of the couch, embarrassing her because she couldn't control herself.

Finally this man whom Vanessa barely knew, couldn't recall ever meeting before he stepped into her house less than a half-hour before, was pushing his thickness into her tight place, filling her, making Vanessa moan. It felt so nice, and he was hot inside her too, and how could she have ever known before that a man fucking her would feel like this! It was much different from whatever Vanessa had expected, and a whole world of difference better.

"I can't believe that I'm....doing...this!", Vanessa whimpered, barely able to speak as the sensations distracted her too much.
 
He let go of her tits and his hands went back to her hips, holding her at just below the waist. His motions were smooth and rythmic, aided by her copious lubricant on his shaft. He fucked her long and deep, leaving just the head inside her on his out stroke and burying himself completly on his way back in.

He listened to her moan and gasp, enjoying it with a smile on his face. When she said aloud that she couldn't believe she was doing this, he simply had to answer, even knowing it was a rhetorical statement. "Can't believe you're doing what? Fucking someone you just met? Of course you'd do something like that. Sluts are always looking to get fucked. File this away; Sluts are always looking to get fucked." He knew she didn't think of herself as a slut yet, but he wanted to go a bit slower... try to get her believing that part for herself, without using her trigger.

He kept up his pace until he felt her ready to climax. That was important. Later on it wouldn't matter if he waited or not, but right now was a very delicate time in her development... he needed to make sure she felt the full effects of being fucked. After she had climaxed once, and in the state she was in that would more than likely be long before he was ready, he kept fucking her until his own orgasm approached.

When it did, he pulled out and again roughly flipped her over, this time not with the concentration required to make sure she remained on her hands and knees, just making sure to get her over onto her back. When he did, he moved up her body and grabbed her tits, putting his cock between them and thrusting between her large breasts to finish himself off. Blowing his load over her breasts, neck and even a bit on her face.

"Now, how did you like that?"
 
Dr Vanessa Cameron

With his every thrust, so deep, such a delight, Vanessa pushed back to meet him. The man's balls slapped against her as well, and that also surprised her. She'd never realised that would happen and it was strange to feel it.

"Can't believe you're doing what? Fucking someone you just met? Of course you'd do something like that. Sluts are always looking to get fucked. File this away; Sluts are always looking to get fucked."

Vanessa would've nodded in agreement, knowing that it was true, but she mewled and squirmed and pushed back against Isaac instead. Inside, of course, she agreed, Sluts are always looking to get fucked. It was a fact.

She needed him too much, and inside she was too sensitive, it felt too nice, and the increasing tension was building and building. Isaac kept shoving his manhood into her with the same pace that teased each time that his cockhead almost left her, making her want him deep inside her again. Her desperation and need kept increasing, driving Vanessa on, causing her to push back more but Isaac wasn't letting her take control. The agony of her need and the heat within her, finally there was a tingling that she had no memory of ever feeling before...the orgasm made her spasm wildly inside and outside, as her inner muscles tightened and squeezed, and Isaac's hard shaft felt suddenly too big and too nice.

The orgasm went on for such a long time, that it left Vanessa dazed.

So, that's what they feel like..., she thought, I want another one...

But Isaac pulled out of her, and roughly flipped her over onto her back. Vanessa was too dazed still to be disappointed when his cock was no longer inside her, but she was surprised again by this man as he got on top of her and began thrusting his shaft between her big full breasts. Breasts that were a lot bigger than they used to be, but Vanessa wasn't able to think much about why. It felt very strange to be used in this way, like she was simply this man's sextoy to be used as he wanted and for him to get his rocks off.

When he came, spraying hot jets of cum over her neck and breasts and some on her face, it was a very erotic sight. She hadn't expected that it would be interesting, let alone turn her on.

"Now, how did you like that?"

Vanessa's eyes revealed her surprise, as she looked down at the cum on her breasts.

"Um, it was...kind of...nice...", she replied.

She was too embarrassed to describe her feelings even further than that, not wanting to admit that she was still needing it, wanting it, crazy mad for more.
 
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He looked at her and smiled inside, the docile way she took events, how she just seemed to go with the flow. The fact she wasn't really fighting it anymore... at least not fighting her own reactions. It really made him happy. But outwardly, he frowned. "Nice? You beg me to fuck you, and then when I do you tell me it was nice? And not even a very convincing nice. Man, that's gratitude. And I was thinking about taking you out for a night on the town. Well, screw that. And that'll be the only thing getting screwed for awhile. With that attitude, I'm certainly not going to do you any favours."

He sat down on a chair near by, since she was spread out on the couch, and turned on her TV. Of course, the first thing that came on was a porno. "Nice. I can see what you like to do when you're alone." He grinned at her lecherously.

Slowly his cock, still wet and glistening from her juices, started to harden again. He pretended to ignore her, offended by her lack of appreciation, but really he was waiting to see how she would react. He had to admit, she looked fucking hot with her neck and tits covered in his cum.
 
Dr Vanessa Cameron

Taken aback by Isaac's sudden anger, Vanessa stood up, but she wasn't really sure what to do next. The whole situation was too new, too unexpected, and it felt wrong to offend him.

"Nice. I can see what you like to do when you're alone."

"There are other channels you know...", Vanessa replied as she considered what to do.

Still, this was her house. She lived here, not him.

But when Vanessa thought about not getting sex again...and she needed it too much...

"I'm...I'm sorry", she apologized, "It's just...I'm not used to..."

Oh God!, she thought, as her pussy screamed it's hot need at her, I'm really, really horny and I can't stand it and I need sex again....what's come over me this morning?

"Could you please...do it again?", she pleaded and apologized, "I'll do anything that you ask me to do...I'm really sorry if it didn't sound like I was enjoying it....I really did."

She didn't even bother to cover up, as cum trickled down her breasts. Belatedly, Vanessa wiped it off with the see-through gown and continued to stand there naked. She didn't know what to do. Asking him to leave, maybe? But then he might not visit again....
 
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He smiled at her again, lecherously. "Other channels maybe, but the TV was left on this one when it was turned off. That, along with your toys, and might I say Impressive movie collection," he pointed to where he had placed the porno dvd's when he was setting all this up, "it looks like you pretty much SURROUND yourself with sex. And you say you aren't used to it... You know, if I didn't know better, I'd have believed you. You're a pretty good liar." Of course he DID know she wasn't lying, but he wasn't about to let on that little bit of information.

When she asked him to fuck her again, though not in so many words, he paused and looked thoughtful. "So, you want me to fuck that hot cunt of yours again? I see... And you've already agreed that you would do anything I wanted in exchange for the first fuck, which apparently was simply 'nice' " He said the last bit in a mocking tone. "So, I'm afraid you're going to have to get slightly more creative."

Leaning back in his chair, making no move towards her at all, he simply stared at her. "So, what's in it for me?"
 
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Dr Vanessa Cameron

"I...I'm not...I'm not lying!", Vanessa protested, feeling very flustered by the confidence of this man, "I really have never seen those videos and...things...before! I'm....Oh God...How could this be happening?!"

She couldn't handle the situation anymore and felt horribly confused. Vanessa stared around and was hit by a wave of dizziness, everything was too unreal. She couldn't believe this was all happening to her!

"I'm....I'm going to have to ask you...", she tried to sound strong and determined, but fear gripped her too.

Just then, the doorbell rang, and that was too much for her. Vanessa ran out of the room just wanting to get away, to hide, and wishing that she could have some time to think for herself. Everything was too confusing for her, and the ringing doorbell made it sound like a nightmare. With sextoys everywhere she looked, it was like she in some horrible...erotic...nightmare. Being so hot inside and needing sex, knowing that she needed sex desperately and remembering how she pleaded, begged for it, filled her with shame. Tears filled her eyes, as the beautiful - now teenage - scientist fled up the stairs to her bedroom, passing numerous mirrors where her reflection was of a stunningly sexy and lovely teenage girl without a stitch of clothing on. Her big breasts bounced everywhere, and that too felt strange. It was if the whole world had changed overnight and Vanessa suddenly couldn't cope.

She ran into her bedroom and slammed the door shut. Her reflected image of a naked teenage girl stared back at her, and Vanessa wondered why that was so disturbing to her. Something was seriously wrong, but she couldn't work out what it was. She stared and stared at her reflection in the wardrobe mirrored-doors and felt her hot desire flare up in need because she realised even her own image was a turn on.

She loved what she saw, but couldn't work out why she'd never felt this way about seeing herself naked ever before. She looked different, but how? Vanessa stopped crying as the scientific side of her personality briefly reasserted itself. There was a problem here, and she had to resolve it....but it felt as if a mental block was making it difficult for her to think clearly about what the problem might be.

She heard voices talking downstairs, and went to her bedroom windows to glance outside, not even bothering to cover herself, and not thinking about it until after she pulled aside the curtains. Downstairs there was a police car parked, and she could hear, but not see, at least two police officers talking to Isaac. They were asking about the whereabouts of Doctor Vanessa Cameron...about her!
 
Isaac simply sat there watching her, waiting. He was completely unphased by the situation. He could tell she was trying to ask him to leave, to protest how he was interpreting things, but she simply couldn't. That wasn't his doing. At least not directly. He had never once commanded her not to deny anything he told her, not unless he used her trigger.

When the doorbell rang and she bolted, he simply shook his head and laughed. It didn't look like she was going to answer it, so he started to get dressed. He wondered how he was going to send these people away, whoever they were.

Once fully clothed, he opened the front door to see the police. "Officers, hello. My name is Isaac Damianos, I live next door. What can I do for you?" They explained that there had been a missing persons report filed, and that it seemed the owner of this house was missing. They told him that her mother had gotten worried that she hadn't heard from her daughter, and had called them. Isaac explained to them that Vanessa had left for a cruise shortly after she had moved in. He admitted how odd that sounded, but when he had her over for dinner to welcome her to the area, she had explained that she had the tickets and they were non-refundable. Isaac was simply over to water the plants and bring in the mail.

He hoped the police would believe that explaination and not wish to come inside to have a look around, but he doubted that would happen.
 
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Vanessa watched from the window as the police accepted Isaac's excuse for her, and then went on their way. She didn't overhear everything, but it sounded as if her mother was mentioned. Worried by that, Vanessa wondered what to do.

She should call her mother, but there was that man downstairs, and he so confused her...

Her whole situation had become confusing.

Vanessa couldn't decide what to do. She went to her bed and lay down on her back, only afterward realising how that would look with her stark naked and legs parted. If Isaac came upstairs, Vanessa wasn't sure if she'd even refuse him. Really she wasn't sure what she would do. She was too hot and needing to be filled inside.
 
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