Chapter 1: Back in Black
On a sunny morning in a beach house, Thomas Harris was pushing his hard cock in and out of Debbie's pliant pussy. The blonde powerlifter used her powerful legs to hold him tight in an angle so he hit the perfect spot with every thrust.
Her moans echoed off the walls, a deep, primal sound that made his cock twitch. "Fuck, Debbie," he groaned, "you're so goddamn tight."
Debbie's hands were tight around Lauren's hard ass as she licked and sucked Lauren's clit. Lauren's juices dribbling down Debbie's chin.
The Asian fitness model moaned and writhed, her body stretching like a cat's as she felt Debbie's tongue on her clit. Her hands were gripping the headboard, her nails digging into the wood as she pushed back against Debbie's face.
Thomas watched the rhythm Lauren'sass as Debbie drove her in a maddening pace. It was a bizarre chain reaction. The harder Thomas fucked Debbie, the faster Debbie licked and sucked Lauren.
"You're a sight to behold, you two," he said, his voice gruff with lust.
The three orgasamed and Lauren slid down next to Debbie. Both women quivering. "OK bitches sit up" Thomas demanded. Both women followed instructions of their Master. "Now on both of you suck my dick clean" Thomas ordered. Both women slithered to the ground eyes never leaving his dick they licked like it was the greatest meal of their lives.
Debbie took his balls in her hand and sucked them while Lauren went to town on the tip of his cock.
"Fuck yeah, that's it," Thomas groaned, his hips jerking as Debbie sucked hard on his balls while Lauren swirled her tongue around the tip of his cock.
He couldn't hold it in anymore and coated both women with his stick cum. "OK, freeze" he said and both women obeyed with like someone hit their personal pause button. Thomas took one last glance at his amazon statues, smiled, and then headed for the shower.
As he exited the shower he gave the commands for his women to clean themselves. They got up and walked mechanically into the shower together.
Debbie and Lauren took turns scrubbing each other and the washing each other's hair. When they were done, they dried themselves, and then walked mechanically to the kitchen to prepare their master’s breakfast.
This had been their routine for weeks since Thomas's retirement. His 'Petite Bandits' had stolen enough for him to live comfortably closer to the southern beaches and away from the cold north.
The two women his former assistants would only be out of trance long enough to do chores in town then return to mindless bliss. Their only thoughts were obedience and making sure their master was happy at all times.
It was a good life but boring. Thomas missed the thrill. The anxiety. He missed his other thralls.
One morning while reading the newspaper using Debbie as a foot rest, he decided to start up his hustle again. He was bored of being bored. He passed Lauren his coffee cup and had both women get dressed.
Within the hour he had another gym rented. A day later the gym was furnished. 2 days later and his advertising was in place.
His reputation was intact. Up until recently he was still receiving job offers from high schools and colleges. He had gotten away free and clear. His gymnastic puppets, his Petite Bandits, had returned to their regular lives without memory of their criminal activities. There was no evidence of their involvement in the crimes. His conditioning was so deep in their subconscious they could pass a lie detector test without a problem.
2 weeks later...
The armored car pulled into the back of the mall and parked. The guard looked around, got out with his sealed bags of cash, and walked towards the locked door to catacombs behind the stores. He looked around taking note of the environment then unlocked the door.
As the door opened somewhere behind the guard a shadow seemed to move. He closed the outer door quickly but not quick enough. The shadow split into 3. "Three... three contacts! I need help!" He called into his radio.
The Guard pressed the panic button alerting the police. The exited the armored car and drew his gun. He approached the doodle opening it slowly. One of the bandits gestured to the light from the opening door then to the guard in the room.
Two bandits nodded and then rushed. They kicked the guard's legs knocking him off balance. The third bandit jumped placing their hands on the guard's shoulders preforming a handstand then drove down slamming their knees into the guards chest driving the air out of him. The guard fell back hard unconscious slamming the door into the face of the second guard knocking him cold also.
The three bandits worked quickly and efficiently. They used the guard's keys to unlock the money bags. They then back tracked and used both guard's key to unlock the armored car. As they filled their backpacks with cash the police sirens could be heard.
The bandits ran back into the mall stepping over the fallen guards. As they ran through the labyrinth of hallways they could hear the police following behind.
The Bandits opened a door to the back of a trendy women's clothing store and slipped into the changing rooms.
Minutes later the police stormed the clothing store. A quick investigation found empty construction coveralls and no signs of bandits.
It was 3:30pm. Local schools and colleges were out for the day. The mall was flooded by teens and 20ish year old students with backpacks.
At the front of the mall three college students waited their heavy backpacks on the ground at their feet. Sadie Vaughn: 18 years old , short with her blonde hair split into pigtail braids. Miranda Ruiz: 19 years old, shoulder length curly dark har. Vanessa Kim: tallest of the three, long dark hair with red highlights in a ponytail.
The women wore a sweater with a mini skirt that showed off their tone legs, honed from years of training.
A white van pulled up infront of them. The side door slid open and Lauren stepped out. She helped the girls with their backpacks, helped them into the van and closed the door. When the three girls sat on the bench they instantly went into a trance.
Lauren slid into the passenger seat and nodded to Debbie. "Time to deliver the package." Lauren said and they drove off.
"A brazen robbery took place in the Beach Point Mall this afternoon, 2 security guards were taken to their hospital with minor damages... and now weather and sports on the threes"
"This robbery has a taste of the Petite Bandit heists in the northeast 2 years ago. Even wearing their trademark disguises in the video. Possibly a copycat.... thank you chief... now back to Nicole and Martin at the News Action 4 desk...click" Thomas turned off the TV. Debbie was on her knees with Thomas's cock deep in her throat her hand cupped his balls as he slow fucked her face.
The three college women sat on a bench nude infront of him. When they returned the women showered and now waited for instructions.
Unlike his former bandits, these new bandits were of a fuckable age.
Thomas's cock twitched in Debbie's mouth at the thought. "Sloppy. Lauren. They should have been able to execute without police involvement. I expect better next time" Thomas said as Debbie slurped.
"I'm sorry Master" Lauren said contrite. The three on the bench sat not hearing the exchange, their minds empty. They would only react if their name was mentioned.
Two hours later...
"So you guys wanna go out and get some food?" Sadie asked. "Girl, I'm beat" Vanessa replied. "Dios, that workout killed me" Miranda laughed. The girls remembered nothing of the heist thanks to their conditioning. In their minds they had spent the afternoon working on their gymnasts meet routines. Their soreness was a testament to that fact.
As the girls drove back to their shared apartment they felt pride they were being helped by the doctor that had helped bring all those state championships to his former school. He had been on a short list for an Olympic coach until he retired. His reputation for helping young athletes achieve their full potential was unparalleled.
The real Thomas Harris was cold and calculated. He used his skill and ability to get what he wanted when he wanted. Now it was about results not money. He had all the money he needed.
Now it was about the thrill, the power, the control. He sat on the couch he hand jerking himself off while he watched thr news footage of his new bandits. Lauren and Debbie prepared his dinner nude. They would be his dessert.
He watched his bandits move on the security footage. The acted on pure instinct and very little useless thought.
When his new bandits preformed as he wanted designed and conditioned them to be. He would fuck each of them in turn as a reward. Their bodies would associate pleasure as a reward for performance and then be bound to his whims.
It was so good to be back in the game. He said to himself.
End Chapter one.