Must Read: HERO (A Violence, Mind Control And sex Story) - Season 1 - Episode 88

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Must Read: HERO (A Violence, Mind Control And sex Story) - Season 1 - Episode 88

I look at her scornfully and quickly add, “You won’t remember
everything that happened here, when you walk out the door.” I let go of Loveth’s hand long enough to move the
switch, before my sister grips it again, this time lacing her fingers through my own and squeezing tightly. I prepare a ‘memory’ switch in
the girl, and as soon as she is dressed, I tell her, “Think about everything that happened here.

Think hard.” Kate nods, and I can see mascara stains on her cheeks where her tears have run. I
flip the switch, and see her eyes go blank, before we push the very confused Kate out the door.

Loveth grabs a tighter hold of me, and this
doesn’t go unnoticed by our father. I see him sneer as he looks at us, and my anger rises, but his words only serve to confuse me.
“So that’s it, huh? This Sl*t finally confesses to you, and you are
now in cahoots? Her little lapdog?” He spits on the floor, and Loveth lets go of me, covering her mouth, and shaking her head. I can see that his
words have struck painfully, somehow. Will this man continue to give every reason to get me angrier?
“Shut up Mr child molester, you must not talk, unless we ask you a question,” I tell him. He flinches at my commanding tone, and I see the fear return to his eyes, as he cowers on the floor. Had I ever been truly afraid of this
pathetic excuse of a man?
“What are you going to do to me? Kill me? Tell your stupid mom? It’s not like she hasn’t figured it out.

Why do you think she gets drunk every—” I cut him off with a quick switch, not wanting to hear
anymore. I don’t know what I’m going to do
with him now that I have him, but I can’t just let things go on as they have been. Of course, I can’t kill him either. I’m no murderer, no matter how angry I am. If I were, Dan Peters might not have
survived my anger.

Thinking of Dan, I’m truly tempted to meet the same fate out to him, but my anger isn’t as powerful as it had been that
night, in the abandoned house. And somehow
that punishment doesn’t seem to fit this crime.
“You’re a lawyer, let’s make a deal,” I tell the scared older man,
trying to stall for time.

He laughs, or tries to; his voice is still muted, so I let it go, so he can answer.

“Ha! You can’t prove
anything, and if you tell your stinking B***h of a mother,
I’ll just divorce the dried up old bitty and leave her without a penny.”

That’s when I know what I’m going to
do.
“You’re half right,” I say. “You will divorce our mother, but it will not be her that is penniless.” He
tries to cut me off, but I just paralyze him again, not wanting to hear his filthy mouth. I explain everything he is going to do, and make it clear that I will be watching the whole time. If he slips
up, he’ll regret it. I give him a small taste of my ability, as I make his foot start to ache, and then
increase it, until I can hear a slight m0an coming from his locked throat. After a couple seconds I
stop the pain, and release him from his paralysis.
“Okay, okay! I’ll do whatever you want. Just don’t. . . Don’t do whatever it is your doing anymore.” He’s crying as he pleads with me.

So much for not manipulating anyone. My guilt is minimal, though, as I know he deserves this.
“Go home right now, and do as you’re told,” I order him, and watch as he quickly gets dressed.
“Hey Mr, just in case you change your mind, know that if I can find you here of all places, I can find you anywhere in this world.”
When he looks at me, I can see that he
understands. Just to shove my point home, I change his pain point to his crotch, and quickly flip it on, and off again. He groans, and I know
we have an understanding.

His tires screech as he pulls out of the parking lot.
“Oh, Nick. He had me so worried, but you
handled that so well. I can’t believe he was
cheating on mom, though I probably should have guessed.”
Loveth looks back to me then, and I
see fear return to her eyes. It hurts all the more, because I know it’s directed at me.
“What. . .
what are we?”
“Brother and sister, and namely, Nicholas and Loveth” I tell her, pulling her into a hug, and feeling her arms surround me. As our cheeks touch, we are able to see our dad driving, and there is no mistaking the panic in his eyes.

We sit on the bed, holding each other, and watching his progress. As he gets closer to home, I see his face change slightly, and then he
makes a wrong turn, and starts driving away. I make his groin hurt again, only a little, and even
at this distance, it is easy, so long as there is physical contact between Loveth and I. He slams on his breaks, almost getting into an accident, but I wait until he’s turned around, before I release him from the pain.

Our father draws close to home and I realize we can’t see our mother.