- Mind Control
- Dream Scape
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Click hereAfter spending one of the nights at the house she sat on the porch with me the next morning. She watched as all the walkers and joggers went by. I heard her talking to herself kind of in a almost a whisper. "Yes, no, yes, yes, hope not, for sure , maybe," she kept saying.
"Abby, what are you doing?" I asked.
"Sitting here figuring out which ones you have probably dreamed about. I figure the ones that wave to you are all yeses; the ones that completely stare the other way are probably yeses also. The rest are guesses. Will you tell me if I'm right?"
"Hell, no! You're my woman now. You're the one I dream about now. These women are my past. You're my present and my future," I said.
Right then, the Morgan twins jogged by. "You better never..." Abby smiled.
I looked back at her and said, "Too late," as Abby smiled and slapped me.
I did ask Abby that how long does this illness or gift last? She told me the article said, "Indefinitely" to me that could mean forever.
After Abby left, I was sitting on the porch and remembered I was suppose to read about James Madison, the fourth president. Kitten was suppose to give a speech on him. Shit, I forgot all about it.
I called Caroline to apologize but before I could say anything she said, "Dad, Carla got an A+ on her speech."
"Caroline, I forgot to read about James Madison. I had company and it completely slipped my mind. Kitten got that A+ totally on her own. Please tell her how proud I am of her."
"Was your company Abby, Dad? Every time you call you mention her. Is this a serious thing between you two?"
"Yes, it was, and yes, it is. Didn't you notice I haven't slipped up and rubbed you as often?" Every now and then I caught myself massaging her but never going too far.
"Yes, Dad, I've noticed, and I wouldn't care if you slipped up once in awhile. I've become accustomed to it and rather like it, but never go past my butterfly."
I was laughing. God, she was a sweet gal. I'd do anything for her. After all she was my daughter-in-law.
"Stop laughing, Dad. I mean it - never past my butterfly."
"Sweetheart, Caroline, I wouldn't dream of it," I laughed.
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Thank you for reading my story
Comments welcome.
DG Hear
- COMMENTS
Rancher46over 2 years agoWhat an imaginative story, well written and very interesting. Well done 5 stars
Anonymousover 2 years ago5* cuz of the imagination underlying this whole story.
This is the first story I see about mental infidelity. Physical infidelity (also called cheating) is too often prevalent. But cheating is never done against oneself; it takes at least two bodies to physically cheat. If cheating is a freight train heading full speed toward disaster, that means that cheating includes at least two such freight trains. And we know the negative sides that will sooner or later surface for cheating, sort of a payback: discovery, loss of respect for self and others, loss of love, loss of trust and confidence, etc. to name but a few of the losses. Worse of all, a lot of people will be hurt, the cheaters being the first ones. We have all heard of pressure points. What are the cheaters looking for? Pleasure points? The absolute worse victims are the kids, and not only one set but two and maybe more.
This story is all about pleasure points, mind control and self-gratification. Mental infidelity (also called fantasies) revolves around control of the minds of others and have them under some form of spell leading to pleasure points and moments. Normally, we cannot restart an interrupted dream. Sometimes, some bits and pieces of a dream return to our minds at some future point. But here, the main character can control his mind to dreams he entertains with third parties and have them share his fantasies. Since human beings will usually select pleasure over pain, he has an unlimited supply of willing participants always under the disguise of a dream.
The story suggests that this ability with dreams was derived from a lightning strike. What it does not say is if this ability can be passed on to the next generation once it is acquired!
BJ
PapaGolf414about 3 years agoMagnificent!
Although this was only my second DG Hear story, it has immediately become one of my very best all-time Reads, especially so in the Mind Control genre. It was so pleasant to see Ben develop such a beautiful relationship with his daughter-in-law, even after she had discovered his secret :affliiction" In fact I began to hope that, over time, Caroline would allow Ben to get even closer to her, allowing ben to freely enter her dreams, allowing him to rub cream into her skin, to slip his fingers into her pussy, bringing her off with just his hands, and then as their relationship developed further, to let him bring her off with his magical tongue, and the to fully fuck her, surging his big cock into her demanding pussy until she fainted into an orgasmic explosion. Even that would have been an exceptional serial episode. And of course I enjoyed Ben with his Granddaughter Kitten, helping her with her school challenges and with her life. Unfortunayely The Rules do not permit ben to have an intimatr personal connection to Kitten, as he had with her mother, otherwise they could have dreamed dreams together in his bed on family visits to his place. God bless you for having posted this story, and if you ever get back to writing again, I hope it begins with a Sequel to Dream scope!
Anonymousalmost 6 years agoWow! The story flowed well. Story wise it is a five star. Content of the story is creepy. Because of this, I cannot give it a five it deserves. Instead, I will not score with stars, but give it kudos laced with ick. I'm hoping DG Hear could appreciate that score. :-)
