Part 9. Always Watching
Every night for the next month had been constant foreplay with him. She could tell he wanted to go much further than what had originally been agreed upon but knew better than to press her. Oswell may have been a monster, however, he wasn't completely without heart, respecting his own partner enough to acknowledge boundaries deemed as"understandable".
As time went on she hadn't seen Al or the others. She at least spoke with her sibling Elias almost every day. She wanted to stop thinking about him; about all of them. Leaving would be easier that way.
It made her wonder where they went off to, especially Al. Oswell allowed her to slip away from beneath him after having his fill on this chilly Autumn day. It just changed seasons two days ago. She wandered off to the lower levels without Oswell knowing which later on would cause trouble. She couldn't help it, she just had to find where Al went off to.
'If I can't find you in your room then I will find a way to sneak out. You didn't keep your word...Jerk.'
While attempting to make her way into a restricted area, she stomped her foot in agitation, two guards preventing access. She thought for sure this was the way to his room. Just before she could ask whether or not the two could let her pass, a familiar sultry voice called out from behind. A hand affectionately touched her shoulder gently prompting the girl to turn around.
"Wynnie, what brings such an innocent creature down to these forbidden levels, hmm?"
She came face to face with Dr. Marcus, shocked at his new appearance. He looked even younger since their last encounter, his hair shorter now, tousled and all dressed up in a sleek black Gucci suit.
"Oh, well Sir, I was just looking for someone and I seemed to have made a wrong turn along the way. I think it would be for the best if I went with you though, don't you agree?"
She practically drooled while saying this, each word spoken tinged, oozing with seduction; at least that's how he interpreted it. He took her in a gentle embrace with one arm leading her back to his room.
"Why of course my dear, that's an excellent idea. I can teach you something new. Would you like that sweetie?"
She slowly nodded blushing while allowing him to do as he pleased. Upon reaching his chambers, he locked the door from behind with one swift motion playfully pushing her back onto his bed.
'What am I doing here? I don't think I should have said anything at all. He may have taken what I just said out of context.'
"Hey, I don't think this is such a good idea. I'm sorry, I think I need to go..."
Before she could get up to leave he hastily pinned her down, covering her body with his own.
"Ah ah ah, I see what you do in that bedroom of yours. How you play with yourself while alone, longing for something more. I'm well aware of what that is. It's foolish to deny yourself of this simple pleasure. I can accommodate these needs, baby."
He smothered her mouth with heat, tongues dancing in what he hoped held the potential of leading to an illicit love affair filled to the brim with unrestricted pleasure- only if she said yes. He took a brief opportunity to coax, temporarily breaking his spell.
"There are cameras everywhere, baby. We see all that you do- You along with the few women who still remain. Besides, it isn't as though this is my first sexual encounter, nor yours."
A worried look crossed her face when choosing to quickly turn a flustered head away as thoughts raced throughout her worried mind, thinking how this situation could be diffused.
"Aww, come now. I'll be gentle...I am the one who endowed you with this special...ability, after all."
Her focus shifted, returning to his seductive one, expression instantly turning serious. What could he mean by "ability"?
"Ability? What do you mean?"
"Well then, it is time you at last find out the truth. Allow me to briefly put this explanation into terms which you can comprehend. We knew from the start you weren't all that...err...academically inclined nor athletically and when I say "we" I'm of course referring to Oswell, Edward and myself. We did however notice you were very creative and chose to primarily help you express yourself through play which would one day lead to what we are about to do now.
That's all this is- an engaging, creative activity used for training purposes along with developing more research which leads me to my next subject, the control compound. When we first created this substance, none of us knew how powerful the results would turn out to be. Your body holds the key to keeping great minds alive, along with controlling those who may potentially be enemies...Ah, I've said far too much as it is.
Anyways, now that you have grown into a beautiful, tempting young woman, it's time to put this theory to its ultimate test. Perhaps I'll have to be careful around you, along with the others here. Do you understand what I mean by this or shall I explain further?"
"No, you don't have to. Although I am curious as to how it keeps "great minds" alive. Do you mean that somehow your consciousness has been transferred...but into what?"
He lightly cleared his throat, somewhat impressed she'd been able to piece that much together.
"Replicas, my darling. You are correct..."
"So that means you'll make more of me? Are you still the same person though? I mean, you're a replica but still you in your mind?"
"Yes, thanks to your ability when combined with both viruses. Truly, you are a breakthrough for us as well as science."
"Well then, my intellectual abilities aren't as limited as you may have previously presumed, doctor."
The words didn't exactly arouse as before since each one contained evident traces of irritation. Afterwards, a scoff followed then a tense awkward moment of silence, which he broke with the sudden lift of her skirt, skillfully removing what was beneath. It almost felt as though he hadn't touched her skin at all.
"Your body is hormonally screaming at everyone to fuck it senseless, you're aware of this fact, correct?"
She shot him a vengeful glare wanting nothing more than to see him suffer for a change.
"Which is out of my control and not my fault to begin with. You damn men did this to me."
"That may be so. Regardless, all you have to do is say that one simple word. My coaxing will only become more persistent if I hear otherwise."
He gave that same damn cocky, presumptuous, condescending, egotistical devilish smirk he always had often choosing to not only direct it at Wynnie but many other women, even men as well. If she had the opportunity to punch that smirk off his face she certainly would have taken it; starting at the age of eight.
'I'm surprised my body isn't betraying me when around him as it had before. Perhaps it has something to do with my thoughts or clothes remaining on the body. Hmm...a question of willpower, mind over matter?'
"You can all go to hell."
Needless to say, he wanted to do the same thing to change her expression, especially when talking that way.
He gave a few light slaps on an angry, bright red cheek, stepping away only to sit on the beds end.
"Have it your way then. If I do say so myself, you certainly give a whole new meaning to the phrase "cock tease". Alas, do entertain me, if you will please, by answering one simple question."
She closed her legs, pulled down the frilled black skirt then once again put on the piece of cloth recently placed at her side. She got off the bed waiting with crossed arms for him to get out of the way. He unlocked the door opening it for her to leave.
"Certainly since my only purpose is to please horny men who are old enough to be my dad."
"How long do you think you'll last for until the desire to have a man inside of you drives your fragile little soul insane, consuming you entirely while drastically increasing the chances of suicide?"
"Oswell already practically forces me to engage in lustful activities with him. Why would I even consider your question?"
"My my, perhaps we should reconsider what our ages truly are. You're not even fifty years old and are already having senior moments."
"Fuck you."
He let out a wicked laugh, responding "In due time, love. In due time. You seem to have forgotten that Spencer is a very busy individual, leaving for up to three weeks at a time. And as it so happens, Albert is nowhere to be found, having been instructed to undertake a confidential assignment which could require months of absence away from this base until fully completed. Now then, where does that leave you?"
"Why do you ask so many damn questions? It's annoying."
"Well my dear, that's how one acquires knowledge over time. If I can't drill this information into your brain during class, I shall do so while in the bedroom, fucking you nearly senseless with each session. Yes, that shall be our first choice henceforth."
She wanted to walk out, leaving him behind but there it came again...The thoughts...The urges.
'That must be it then! He continuously is making the effort to provoke strong emotions and reactions from me! That's what must be setting the compound off! That's how this awful thing works...No, this is horrible. I can't even move.'
"What's the matter? Did the doctor steal your tongue?"
'There must have been a time when I felt at least somewhat safe and secure with him but I don't think it can ever happen again. He made me feel that way briefly while showing concern only minutes ago yet now, he's being so unkind. Maybe no one has shown him much kindness in life. I could start now...I'll make a compromise with him.'
She spun around, pulling roughly on his tie, invading his mouth with her tongue for a change. She reached behind quickly slamming the door shut while walking him back onto the bed. He willingly followed her lead, allowing her to get on top once his body landed with a soft thud on the comfortable mattress. For once he remained speechless for a brief time. Cold hands rested on thick hips causing the once forgotten erections full return.
"Why don't we make a compromise, okay?"
She asked the question sincerely while feeling his member twitch from below, undressing both herself and him as they spoke.
"I'm listening..."
She leaned back, sliding the panties down to her knees and unbuttoned the top half of his suit, easily sliding it off.
"We'll both give each other oral pleasure along with rubbing until tiring. We can do this twice a week, so as to not raise any suspicions...Maybe in your classroom sometimes? Does that sound good?"
"Of course- on two conditions."
She arched a brow as he finished removing her panties grabbing a fistful of hair and pulling her down to his face. His other hand rested around a tense neck, lightly choking.
"Firstly, you will always swallow all ejaculatory fluids originally meant for that tight virgin pussy of yours."
His grip tightened, changing to firm.
"Yes..."
A whimper.
"Secondly, you shall beg for me to do so, thanking me each time while calling me "daddy", since and as you put it, I am old enough to be. Do we have a deal, cock tease?"
Now he really was choking her. A forced rasp of a response followed.
"...Y-Yes."
"Yes, what?"
"Yes, daddy."
There was that same damn smirk.
"That's a good cock teasing slut. Now then, come here."
He released his grip as she caught her breath, choking for a moment's time then turning back towards him, allowing him to surprisingly lead her onto his face. She gasped, letting out erotic, carnal moans as his hands kept her thighs in place while hers held tightly around black railings on the bed frame, keeping herself balanced. His tongue, lips and moans sent the already writhing girl over the edge, ejaculation slowly seeping into his mouth. She barely lasted five minutes as a result of his technique. He must have been telling the truth about one thing. This certainly wasn't his first sexual experience.
When finished, he withdrew both fingers and tongue prompting her body to turn around. She looked somewhat confused yet obeyed nonetheless. James expected her to tease, tongue only licking gently accompanied by light stroking to begin with, yet, this didn't happen. She instantly took him into a willing, salivating open mouth without question, sucking then licking from time to time. Her hands cupped his balls during this process. He let out a light-hearted chuckle, placing soft kisses onto her delicate, outer extremities.
He knew she must have been firstly taught by Spencer how to excel in foreplay. For the last two years the question remained; when did this start?
He didn't want the moment to be ruined by asking this now, thus, choosing to wait until the right moment presented itself.
"Please be gentle with me...I'm still recovering from your touch. You feel so good, daddy."
It had only been a couple of minutes since her turn began but this didn't matter to him. She already had him wet enough.
"Come here, baby. Come and lay beneath me."
Her pants and moans left him breathless, constantly yearning for more. He carefully led Wynnie to the desired area massaging a tense back with hands while rubbing against her soaked womanhood with something else.
"Please be nice James...Please. Don't hurt me."
And with that, it took everything in his being upon withstanding the urge to penetrate. He cradled her with his arms placing each one beneath cupping both shoulders as longing moans filled her ears this time.
"Spread those legs, baby. You can trust me...Never has it been nor will it ever be my intention to cause you physical harm. Now mentally...Well, that all depends on your attitude towards me also. For the most part, would you not agree our interactions are satirical?"
Once more she obeyed, nuzzling against his cheek while doing so.
"Yes, I do...Could you just put the tip in? Only the tip..."
He failed in comprehending how Spencer refrained from corrupting her by now. Everything about Wynnie while she acted this way made him come close to losing self control. The thought of dominating, seeding her after time and time again then continuing his bloodline often filled his mind each time they encountered one another. Often he chose to deflect this urge by using Menippean Satire, ridiculing and joking with the girl but in a rather light hearted, sometimes dark manner.
"Oh baby...I don't think that's such a good idea. I'll want to fill you entirely and with more than just my cock."
"When you talk that way, it almost makes me want you to...I sometimes; wait, please don't tell anyone else this but I sometimes fantasize about being forced to do these things. These naughty, carnal, lustful things daddy. I like thinking about women too."
He couldn't even wait to go in her front, sticking his member inside the only unforbidden orifice nearby. His semen coated both her vaginal region and lower abdomen, followed by a relieved sigh.
"I thought you said that I had to beg for it in my mouth?"
"I know what I had said before and yet, when you paint such vivid imagery in my head during our private encounters, self-restraint is nearly impossible. Having said that, lay on your back so daddy can smear his fluids all over that beautiful pussy."
She blushed heavily, turning around quickly and allowing him to have his way. She didn't want to ruin the moment this time.
"Oswell started doing this with me last year. It started out as us touching each other then recently progressed to using more than just our hands. I hope you won't tell anyone about this either."
He chose to kiss her instead of making a remark that could come off as snide or sarcastic. All he wanted- surely she felt the same- was to revel in this moment. After a minute he broke the silence.
"I won't baby. I think it's time you go on that camping trip but only with me this time. What do you think?"
She nodded, hugging him while making their tongues dance just as before. This trip needed an extension. Hopefully they would get stranded in the middle of nowhere for a few days.