Rex Pierce VS the Mad Scientist

AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story contains aspects of kidnapping, mind control, cum eating, nonconsent, reluctant incest. If you don't like that stuff, maybe this story isn't for you! Cheers!

Dr. Hopkins started his day like so many others since he began early retirement. He breakfasted out on his second story veranda; black coffee and toasted wheat bread with peach jam. He surveyed his estate in the mid morning sun. He had built this place all on his own, thanks to his illustrious career in pharmaceuticals. It was a two story 5 bedroom house in the style of the old plantation manors in the American South, in the middle of a Florida nature preserve surrounded by everglades. It was picked for its isolation as well as its beauty. It was already hot and humid that October morning, which is why he dressed in nothing but a light robe that he kept open, exposing his naked 60 year old body directly to the sun light and the breeze. Being bare in the elements had its benefits, he well knew, but there was also another reason he never dressed much these days....

He set his plate down on the folding table and sat in his wicker patio chair. He looked at his watch; it was a bit early but he figured the new formula had to be administered just as the old one was leaving the system. That meant now, if his calculations were correct. He sat back and rang his hand bell. Its' chime could be heard throughout the estate. Within 30 seconds two young women emerged from the sliding glass door that lead to his study. They were completely nude.

One was named Trish. She was 25 or there abouts, Hopkins guessed. Black haired and pale and quite short but round and soft in all the places Hopkins preferred. She had sharp, piercing blue eyes and a wide, cheeky smile. Her large, natural tits had a comforting sag to them. "All done with breakfast, Dr. Daddy?" She asked. She picked up his plate without waiting for an answer, though he nodded as she went. He watched her fat ass sway as she walked, feeling a different kind of hunger swell within him.

"Is it feeding time, daddy?" The other was Karla, a mixed race girl possibly african-american and...filipino? She had dark brown skin and short, curly hair. She was around the same age as Trish though Hopkins could never tell for sure. The people from whom Hopkins bought the girls were not keen on sharing, or even gathering such details. Karla was in much better shape, her muscles more defined, she was, altogether, in much better health. She had smaller breasts but made up for it in a thick, muscular ass that Hopkins appreciated very much. She plopped down in his knee and reached for his long, thin cock. She started jerking him, preparing it for a feeding. He never jerked himself off, these days, not when he had 3 women to do it for him! Speaking of....

"And where is your new sister?" Hopkins inquired. Trish came back from disposing of the plate and stood at his other side.

"Gathering flowers in the front, Daddy! She wanted to bring them for you."

"I did not give her permission to go outside!" Hopkins didn't bother hiding his frustration. This new girl was his favorite but came with her own complications. "Fetch her, will you?" He waved Trish away. "It is feeding time. And she will have to punished for disobeying me, as well!"

The girls obeyed and said nothing. With them, the old formula was more than enough. This new batch he intended to test was because of the new girl. It went so much faster through her system than the others. Maybe it was to do with her metabolism? Hopkins couldn't know for sure without his old lab and his tests and equipment. But that meant prying eyes and exposing the girls to the outside world. No, he'd make do here in his home lab, where they could stay hidden and he could indulge himself in peace.

"She was already on her way." Trish and the new girl, Emma, came back onto the veranda. Ahh, Emma; An athletic blonde with just the right amount of body fat in just the right places, namely, her two huge tits. They were natural but could have fooled the most practiced surgeon, so perky and buoyant were they. Her bubble butt was also quite nice as well, though not as big as the other girls'. Despite her her blonde hair, she had brown eyes, deep and rich in color, as well as pouty, thick lips and an astonishing smile. She was a rare find and commanded a high price.

"I'm sorry daddy, I just saw them through the window and..." Hopkins took the flowers from her hand, a few pale meadowbeauties, and tossed them carelessly on the folding table by his chair.

"You are not to leave the house without my permission!" His voice shook her and she bowed her head, looking down at her feet. "If you must, you will need my permission and my supervision! The outside world is dangerous!"

"It was only a few feet from the drive..." Emma said, quietly, her eyes tearing up.

"Even so." Hopkins was stern. In truth he knew they were very well isolated, there was only one road and it was private and kept locked at all times, but he needed the girls to be fearful of the outside world, and more than that, he needed complete obedience. Otherwise his little fantasy would come undone.

Karla had him well erected now, giving him long, slow strokes on his long, slightly bent dick. He was leaking precum now and she was spreading it all over his shaft for lubrication. He was distracted by a flourish of her wrist that caused cock to twinge in delight. He bit his lip.

"Well, with that said, we can begin feeding time," The girls, even Emma, did a little cheer: "Yay!" "Finally!" "I'm starved!" they celebrated. Hopkins pointed to Emma. "You will have to go first, dear. You are still new and need your medicine the most!"

Emma nodded and got down on her knees on front of him. She took his cock from Karla and began slurping on the head. No matter how many times he fed his girls, every time was just as exquisite as the first, and only more so with Emma. She was the youngest, about 20 or so and her perfect lips granted her an extra advantage over her sisters. She took her time, first sucking mostly on the head, applying a vacuum and hollowing out her cheeks before daring to take him deeper into her throat. Emma used her tongue to gather spit and bathe his cock, then slurped him with loud wet noises. She was quite adorable when she blew him, she was so young and inexperienced compared to the other girls that she had to remain focused and determined through the feeding, learning the best way to coax the sweet medicine from his member. She looked so cute, Hopkins had to admit.

She tried to go deeper but hit a barrier and gagged. She retreated to catch her breath. He had an unusually long cock and so it was sometimes difficult for the girls. Trish was the best so far but he had high hopes for Emma. She held his cock with both hands and took him in her mouth again. Karla pushed down on Emma's head, impatient. "Come on, girl, I don't want to wait all day!"

"Aww she's still getting used to it!" Trish rubbed Emma's back.

Suddenly, Emma stopped. Something changed in her eyes. Hopkins watched as she froze with his cock still in her mouth. Her eyes darted back back and forth. The old formula was wearing off! She tried to speak but obviously couldn't. She was about to pull away. "Girls, Emma needs some help!" Hopkins commanded and both Trish and Karla held Emma down. Karla pushed down on her head while Trish held her by her shoulders, and reached over to squeeze those perfect, perky tits.

"You need your medicine, sister." Trish cooed in Emma's ear. Emma was almost near panicking now, obviously feeling that something was wrong. She resisted but then something slipped and his cock went past whatever barrier that held her back. Her eyes lit up but she could do nothing but deep throat Hopkins' cock. Her eyes betrayed her terror but all she could say was 'Ghuk Ghuk Ghuk Ghuk' as Karla held her in place. Her lips were all the way to his hilt now and her face was streaming with tears. She blinked her eyes frantically. Her soft, thick lips wriggled around his shaft. 'Oh good Christ!', Hopkins thought, 'No woman has ever gotten that far!' The girls cheered at her accomplishment. This alone was enough to send Hopkins toppling over the edge and he send spurts of thick semen down her throat.

"Good girl!" Hopkins exclaimed. "Very good girl! See? The medicine isn't so bad!"

He watched as Emma was forced to swallow his cum and, only after he saw her gulp down twice, her told her sisters to let her up. He saw her eyes change again, back into that glassy dullness that told Hopkins his formula was working.

A second ago Emma was in the middle of a panicked resistance but now, she was now smiling to the cheers of her sisters while she caught her breath. Hopkins was still spurting, however, so Trish dove onto his head next to drink up what she could. Thanks to his ingenious medications, Hopkins would be more than ready to produce another full dose for Trish and Karla.

"See, don't you feel better?" Karla asked Emma, rubbing her shoulders.

"Yeah.." Emma said. "I feel... like there's a warmness in my belly! My body feels.. tingly!" They giggled.

"That's the medicine at work! Daddy naturally produces medicine for us. All the nutrients and vitamins us girls need!" Karla gave Emma a peck on the cheek, then went back and licked a part of her lips and Emma responded in kind. Soon they were tongue kissing and Hopkins watched while Trish was now devoted to her dose.

The formula was something Hopkins discovered in his youth and had spent years developing, perfecting. It made his girls suggestible, obedient, hyper sexual, docile, and whatever else he needed. The sick twist of its delivery method was a recent addition, something he came up with in a drug addled fever dream. If he stayed healthy and unbothered he figured he could so this another 20, perhaps, 30 years. The girls were certainly young enough, though he could get new ones if he fancied. Safer if he didn't, though. Yes, 30 years of this. He'd be a king. A God, even. Hell, if he wanted to, maybe he'd have the girls buried with him in some grand tomb he could fashion for himself. It was going to be a good retirement.

Trish was frantically slurping on his dickhead now, her bright eyes pleading for just a dollop of his potent cum. She was his most eager girl. Her sucking was so aggressive the pleasure bordered on pain for Hopkins. But he got there, and coated her mouth and giant helping of medicine. Trish gulped it down, like the dutiful girl she was.

"Thank you, daddy!" She said with a smile

"What about me!" Karla and Emma had stopped kissing. Karla got down and started licking Hopkins' cock, lapping up whatever Trish had left, which wasn't much. Hopkins shifted in the chair and wiped the sweat from his brow. He was sure he'd produce another dose but this morning was proving to be taxing. He'd need back up plans incase someday he'd fail.

"Soon enough, soon enough, my dear! Trish, your tits, please!" Trish scooted forward and offered him her fat tits. "Yes, prepare me for Karla, please." She wrapped her tits around his cock and started massaging it.

"Yes, Daddy!" She rolled it back and forth, jerked him up and down, all with a cheeky, bright smile. Hopkins thought about doing this with Emma's tits, instead, but decided there would be time later for that. But still...

"Emma," Emma looked up to him with a quick movement, like a dog hearing its master. "Will you come behind your sister and work her tits for her?" Emma thought a moment and then obeyed.

"My arms were getting tired, anyway." Trish laughed as Emma grabbed and played with her tits from behind. She began kissing and nibbling on her pale neck while they continued to massage his cock.

Once he was ready, Karla moved in. Where Trish, and apparently Emma, were more capable of handling the length of his cock, Karla could not. But she made up for it another ways. She gave him licks and lashes with her tongue and wasn't above getting sloppy, getting him drenched in her saliva. She was also quite good with her hands. Not many men would appreciate that but variety is the spice of life as Hopkins well knew. Now that he was at the end of his rope, it took him a bit longer to finish. She was jerking off his spit soaked cock, milking him with her strong grip, rubbing her face on it, smearing herself with its' wetness. "Oh please, Daddy, let me get my medicine! Make me feel good! Don't you love me? I wanna eat your cum!"

That did it. He knew he was capable but did indeed notice it wasn't as much as the previous loads. Karla smiled and caught all she could in her mouth. She had her dose, finally. She pouted. "That wasn't as much as you gave my sisters..."

"Don't worry, my dear, you'll go first next session." Hopkins winked at her. The formula only needed to be applied twice daily but he pushed for three times more often then not. There was no harm in it, certainly. But with this new girl having some natural resistance, maybe she need three daily or even four. He'd have to do some tests. A thought that filled his dirty old mind with lecherous, filthy ideas.

And so the first feed of the day was done. Hopkins got up and closed his robe and gave all his girls a kiss and a pinch on the ass, and sent them to do their chores. He planned out the rest of the day while finishing his coffee. He'd have a play session with Emma today, for observation. Then some reading; he'd had so many books to catch up on, now that he had time. Another feeding around 2 or 3 then some time in the lab. Final feeding around 7 just after dinner, then a play session with all 3 girls till...well, whenever they wore him out! Dr. Hopkins smiled and walked back inside.

'What a beautiful day!', he thought.

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Rex Pierce rowed the small boat quietly through the sawgrass in the glade. It was imperative that his approach be silent, noise can travel fast in all this open air. He'd been going since dawn that day, starting out at a small dock a few miles on the other side of the marsh. Mosquitos were biting his neck. He was already covered in layers of sweat and grime and it was only 9am. He expected to reach his destination an hour go.

Rex was a man and half. Chiseled jaw, barrel chest, salt and pepper hair and a muscled body forged from roughing it in all the wild corners of the globe. In another life he could have been a leading man in hollywood movies and not what he really was: a wildlife photographer. That was his main gig, anyway. Shooting stills and video of all sorts of critters on this planet for. Back in the day, something like this would have been a cakewalk. But these days he was feeling his age more and more.

"Come on, you old man, put your fucking back into it." He cursed himself. He wasn't exactly 'old' at 44 years but he was no longer the 'hillocky bull in the swelter of summer' as the old poet put it. He was more tired than he'd ever been. His palms blistered, his neck was burnt and his back felt like someone stuck a knife in it. "Can't give up now, you old fuck. Not when she's counting on you."

He thought of his daughter and the long, horrid adventure that lead him here, to a Florida swamp. She was kidnapped just after her 18 birthday from a sports stadium while they were vacationing in Europe. He spent the next year trying to find her, first with the aide of local law enforcement and then, when that led nowhere, some private investigators. He tracked her kidnappers to a place in South America until he found the information of the sick fuck who bought her. Some freak named Jedidiah Hopkins. He was supposed to be some big shot at a Pharmaceutical company but recently had retired to live on his private estate. An estate which Rex was now approaching.

He finally landed and hid the boat in some bushes. He gathered his backpack and the things he'd need, a knife and tranquilizer gun among them. Rex was not a violent man, he detested guns, but he knew he need something to threaten the good Doctor with should he not come to his senses. If push came to shove, he'd make the sucker take a 4 hour nap and leave with his daughter in tow. Precious Emma. He didn't want to think about what the sick fuck might be doing to her in there. He couldn't focus on that! He had to focus on one task at a time.

"Hey Chuck, you there?" He spoke into the long range walkie-talkie he brought. His contact in Florida, Chuck, had outfitted him. It took almost the last of his savings but he had everything he'd need.

"Rex? You finally breach?" His voice was broken up by shards of static.

"Just barely. I'm getting too old for this."

"Ha, you and me both, brother."

"Wait 30 minutes after I hang up and then do the thing."

"30 minutes?"

"I've been slow this morning. Anyway, I'm going silent. Next you hear of me, hopefully I'll have my little girl back and we'll be on our way to the pick up zone."

"Gotcha. 30 minutes on the dot!" Chuck hung up and Rex took a deep breath and set off into the jungle, heading southeast.

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Hopkins brought the paddle down on her ass again and was gifted a yelp. Emma's young, supple body squirmed beneath him. She was bent over on his desk, hands gripping the far end, her bare ass exposed for her punishment. Her cheeks were bright pink from his ministrations. He marveled at how perfectly round her ass was. She was whimpering like a puppy now. And, though Hopkins disliked hitting women, he found it quite arousing. He let the paddle drop, certain he'd done enough. He gently groped her right cheek. She flinched at his touch, still tender.

"I do this only for your own good, you know. Its a dangerous world. Many other men would want to harm you. You're only safe here, with me and your sisters. Do you understand?"

She wiped a tear and nodded. He prodded her lips and found them wet. He parted her with a finger and she gasped. "Daddy..." she moaned.

"I'm sorry, daughter. Let me kiss it and make it better." He bent down and licked her pussy. Emma first recoiled from the old man's touch but gradually began to give in to the heat she felt gathering between her legs.

"Ooohh" She whimpered. He grabbed her cheeks with both hands and held her steady as he licked her labia, making the effort to extend his tongue as far as he could. She continued to coo and squirm against his face. She dripped down his nose. "Daddy... this is sooooo niiiceee."

"One of the many fine pleasures a Father can give his Daughter, sweet thing." he wiped the bridge his nose and licked his finger. "And only the beginning...."

Karla walked in wearing a lacy camisole. "Daddy its feeding time..."

"Its feeding time only when I say, girl..." He stood up. Emma stayed in position, Hopkins noted. Good, the new formula was taming her just fine.

"I just-" Karla blushed which was quite unusual, thought Hopkins. Perhaps a side affect of the new formula? "I just think I really need more medicine. I had such a small portion at breakfast and I don't wanna get sick!"

Hopkins smiled. "Well perhaps the timing works out after all. I was just about to give Emma a lesson in the pleasures of the body. If you'll assist me, you'll get your medicine." Karla was already climbing onto the bed. "Watch closely, Emma." Hopkins followed Karla and Emma sat on the floor to watch.

Hopkins laid next to Karla and rubbed her inner thigh. She was already wet, radiating heat. Emma leaned inclose. Hopkins grazed his lips with hers just barely and ran a finger across her slit. She moaned again and leaned in for a kiss but Hopkins pulled away, teasing her. He slowly parted her and she threw her head back in pleasure. He found her positively soaked as he worked his finger in to the knuckle. Her eyes were shut tight and she yelped. Karla was usually not this receptive. Perhaps increasing the drug's ability to make the girls more obedient, also doubled its aphrodisiac properties as well? How curious, the doctor thought.