Must Read: HERO (A Violence, Mind Control And sex Story) - Season 1 - Episode 86

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Must Read: HERO (A Violence, Mind Control And sex Story) - Season 1 - Episode 86

Loveth grips my arm through my coat, and
spins me to face her.
“Nothing,” I lie, “I just want to get going, beat the traffic,” I finish getting all of her bags in, and jump in the car.

Loveth climbs into the
passenger seat, way too slowly.
“I don’t believe you, Nick. What was that back there when we hugged? I saw all those people,and so did you! Don’t deny it; I saw it in your
eyes.” I keep quiet, trying to picture in my mind where I had seen our father, but the image is
fading. Loveth must have noticed my
distraction, as she experimentally reaches her finger out, and touches mine on the steering wheel, and suddenly it’s there again, but
somehow weaker this time. I can still picture him, he is now lying on his back, fondling something in the air, his dicck wobbling back and forth on its
own, but I can’t feel or sense any of the switches from up north by the campus, and he seems
somehow foggy. Nancy is asleep, and Tina looks like she is watching TV, but that’s it. The two
women are even fainter, almost wisps.

Loveth pulls her hand back, and looks at her finger as though it’s a new and strange object to her.

Then she touches my coat, but nothing happens.
Whatever is going on must require physical
contact, and the more contact, the more
powerful the images and senses are, apparently.

The traffic going this way is clearer, and I soon find the exit I need.
Loveth keeps demanding to know what is going on. “I touch you, and I see things, but how
can that be?” She shakes herself, and then lays her hand on my cheek, but I pull away. I need to
concentrate on driving right now. “Why do I sense something about anger with dad, but
different things with those other two? Who are those women? And ALL those other people. . .

Nick, what’s going on? Don’t try and deny it,
again, I know you know something.”
“I’ll explain later,” I tell Loveth. We’re almost there.
“I’d hoped never to see dad like that again.” Even as I concentrate on where I can sense him now
without her touch, Loveth’s softly whispered words
register in me.
“You’ve seen dad like that before?” My anger is starting to boil, as I pull into the parking lot of a motel. My dad’s anger switch is completely off,
which is my only indication of how he is feeling.
“Why do you think I moved away, and never came home except for Christmas?” Loveth replies quietly. “He used to sneak into my room at night, and cover my mouth while he molested me. I hate him. It’s part of why I became a
l£sb!an, just to piss him off. Well, there were other reasons too. . .” Loveth looks at me, and I see
her cheeks are bright red.
“Stay here,” I tell my sister, placing my hand on hers,
to confirm which room he’s in. I don’t really need to, as I can sense him on my own, but I hope to comfort her some as well. “I’ll be right back.” I
also want to make sure I’m interrupting him.
“You’re going to confront him aren’t you?” I can see fear in Loveth’s beautiful light-blue eyes. “No Nick, don’t. He’s bigger and stronger than you!” She
grips my arm, and then looks at me in shock. I know she is feeling my new muscles. I’ve
compared myself to the picture I’d taken on my phone, and it’s hard to believe how small I used to be; where before I had been a twig with
smaller twigs attached as arms and legs, now I’m a solid oak, with hefty branches.
“I think I can handle him,” I tell Loveth, getting out of
the car. My voice is filled with more than a little confidence.

Loveth gets out too, and I almost tell her to go back, but then think she might need this more than I do.

We walk up to the door, and I take a couple breaths to steady myself, before knocking.
“Who is it?” An extremely annoyed male voice sounds from the other side. Our dad’s voice.

I make sure to stand off to the side of the
peephole, and knock again, without saying a word. I hear noises inside, as someone fumbles around.

Loveth grabs my hand, and sq££zes
it tightly.

I can now see my dad trying to pull a blanket around his waist, as he approaches the door.

He looks frustrated when he can’t see anyone through the hole. It looks as though he is going
to turn back around, but I knock again. I can see the anger rise in him at the same time I feel his
switch move.
“I swear if some stupid kid is playing a prank on me, I’ll…rip his thro…..
. .”
The door opens, and he stands stunned as his two kids stare back at him.

I act fast, and paralyze him with a new switch.

It seems so easy to do, with Loveth holding my
hand.(ur ans @cephydeen).
“Who is it, dear?” the voice calls from the bathroom, but dad can’t answer.