Storytime: Olivia's Ordeal

[Endlessdays]

I've always liked mind control stories. I think it's the power trip. Anyway, I seldom see asian themed mind control stories online. So let's see how this goes.

Disclaimer: Might post pictures of girls as I write cos I lazy go into too much detail. Pictures don't belong to me. They come from all over the net, fished out of my untidy porn folder. Also, I'm totally making this up, so the mind control rules here might have loopholes or might just seem to good to be true. It's just a fantasy anyway.

Oh, and this is my first time writing from a female perspective.

[Endlessdays]

My name is Olivia Huang and this is the story of 3 assholes that made my life heaven or hell, depending on how you look at it.

Meet Edwin, Zack, and Ken.

No la, they’re not the three assholes I was talking about. These are the good guys. Edwin is my little brother. At 16 years old, he is younger than me by about two years. He goes to the same school as me. He is form 4 this year while I had just entered form 6, which is JC by singaporean standards. Zack is my boyfriend. He is my age, but we are in different classes. We’ve been dating since we were 15 years old. Had sex for the first time on my 17th birthday. Did it on and off since then. Whenever I am in the mood lor.

Ken is my god-bro. He is 19, in upper form 6. I got to know him because I am close to his girlfriend, Carmen, who is my god-sis. My god-sis is also 19.

And now, without further ado, introducing asshole number 1:

Name: Russell Kong.
Alias: King Kong.
Occupation: Big time asshole and bully.
Part time job: Form 6 student (He’s my age. Worse, he’s in my class summore.)
Description: A big guy la. The archetypical bully. Loves picking on the weak.
Facial features: STUPID (Seriously, he looks like a dufus. Think Kim Jong Un, but buff rather than fat. Still definitely stupider looking.)

Russell has been a menace in our school for years. Even my boyfriend Zack has gone toe to toe with him at least a dozen times in the past two years. Zack is pretty athletic. He is even on the school’s Tae Kwan Do team. While I myself am pretty competent in earning my belts in the club, joining the team to go fight in competitions is not my cup of tea.

While my boyfriend was certainly no pushover, a lot of other students in my school don’t have that luxury. One of those students was my brother Edwin, who, until recently, I had no idea was being harassed on a near daily basis by Russell and his gang. Another unfortunate fella is Darren, who is my classmate and friend. Darren is also Zack’s best friend. In fact, Darren, Zack, and I were more or less childhood friends. Our parents knows each other and we go to the same church on Sundays. I think Darren was one of the first victims of Russell. But Zack kicked Russell’s ass after he got wind of it. After that, Russell seemed to back off.

At least that is what it seems like on the surface. But over time I’ve seen Darren limping around or looking depressed. I’m guessing Russell still gets to him whenever he can. Darren for his part, never wanted to admit that Russell was still on his case. Again and again he comes up with unlikely excuses for his conditions. Fell down the stairs lah. Ran into a door lah. Hit by a car lah. I really don’t understand him. If he would just give the word, I would have unleashed my boyfriend or my god-bro on Russell’s ass. Perhaps it was his male pride?

[lxora]

First camper!!

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Oh yeah, I was halfway through introducing the assholes wasn't I?

One down, two to go.

Well, let me tell you about the time asshole number 2 made his appearance...

I have a Biology teacher at school, Mrs. Sandra Chong, who was an excellent teacher. We call her 'teacher Sandra' or 'Ms. Chong.' Like most good teachers, a civil servant's salary does them a great injustice, so they usually tutor students on the side for extra income. Sandra only runs small tuition classes of up to 6 students at any time so a seat in her tuition sessions were super limited.

Her sessions for each group of students was only once a week. There were 3 night slots a week. I wanted the Monday slot because I am the type to get shit done and out of the way as soon as possible. However due to high demand, I got the Friday slot instead. The sessions ran from 7pm to 9pm.

The tuition sessions were always held in teacher Sandra’s home, a cozy semi-detached house where she lives with her husband, Mr. Chong, and her kids. While I enjoy teacher Sandra’s lessons very much. I enjoyed her husband's gaze much less.

I am medium built but have awesome curves on my body thanks to my active lifestyle and a dose of good genes. I'm rather tall, with quite a pair of long legs, and my chest is a full B-cup, which is fine with me. I can’t imagine how girls my age lug around a pair of full Cs, or God forbid, a pair of Ds. How are they not hunchback?

Nah, approx how I look like:



Too hot? Approx only mah.

[fawx]

seems interesting.

[Olympus818]

Long sexy legs ....

[Lonelymonkey]

Camp fire started.. hehe

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Teacher Sandra (Ms. Chong):

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Anyway, Mr. Chong was not a creepy guy by any means. In fact, he was quite handsome for a guy in his 40s. A perfect fit for teacher Sandra in my opinion, who, at age 38, was a gorgeous woman. She had an alluring hourglass body, curvy the way only mothers can be, but still rather fit. She had medium length permed hair, usually worn back in a neat bun in school, but she would let down her hair in her tuition sessions. I have long hair myself and make do with a ponytail most of the time.

I’ve had worse pairs of eyes undressing me than Mr. Chong in my life. His was more of an appreciative type of glance. And I am not the only one he looks at that way. There were other girls in the tuition group which he steals glances at as well. It just makes me uncomfortable because I respect teacher Sandra very much.

But despite that troubling trait of his, I sensed that the Chongs were a rather happy and contented family, which means like most guys, Mr. Chong was the, looky - no touchy type. Rather harmless.

Now, about my tuition group. There are six students. Five, excluding me. They are Sam, Darren, John, Rachel, and Yvonne. Sam I vaguely know since we are from the same school but I’m not sure which class he is in. John, Rachel, and Yvonne are from other schools, but I’ve gotten acquainted with them after a couple of months of tuition. Darren, I've already introduced.

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Rachel (Ignore the T-shirt):




Yvonne:

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Anyway, it was another Friday night. My father dropped me off at teacher Sandra’s house as usual. I had to hurry towards the porch because it was starting to rain.

“Hi Olivia,” Mr. Chong greeted me at the door.

“Hi Mr. Chong,” I replied as I kicked off my sandals.

I was wearing simple blue shorts and a white T-shirt which had gotten a little damp in the drizzle. I began to wish I did not wear a black bra tonight. Whether or not Mr. Chong got an eyeful through my damp back, I could not tell. He stepped aside to let me into the house and closed the door behind me.

Everyone else were already seated around a large folding table which had been set up in the middle of the living room. To my relief, teacher Sandra wasn’t at the table yet, which means I wasn’t late. I sat down on a plastic chair next to Darren.

“Hi Darren,” I greeted.

“Oh, Olivia, Hi...” Darren mumbled.

I immediately sensed something was wrong with him. He looked pale and a little sick.

“You okay?” I asked,

“Y-Yeah. S-sure,” he replied. He glanced at me then quickly looked away.

I immediately suspected something had happened to him. Was it Russell again? But it was after school hours. Why would Russell still be picking on Darren at this hour? No matter, this was getting out of hand. I made up my mind to ask my god-bro to look into it.

Teacher Sandra came down the stairs at around 10 minutes to 7pm. She was dressed in a white knee length skirt and a peach colored blouse. She smiled warmly at us as she took her seat. Mr. Chong, her husband took his usual seat at the dining table near the kitchen where he picked up the newspaper and began reading it.

Teacher Sandra noticed that Darren looked unwell. “Darren, are you feeling alright?” She asked with concern.

Darren took a deep breath. “I’m... okay...” He said.

Darren then picked up his backpack and rummaged through it. He took something out and held it to his chest. It looked like a coin. But no, it wasn’t a coin. It was certainly round like one, several times the size of a fifty cent coin, but it wasn't flat. It was convex shaped from the sides, like a lens, or a pair of cymbals put together. It gleamed like in was made out of dark metal. There were no other markings on it, just a smooth shiny surface.

For some reason my attention was immediately held by that object. My gaze was transfixed on to it. I could not look away.

Darren began to speak, but his voice got caught in his throat and it came out as a nervous squeak.

He quickly cleared his throat and continued. “Whatever I do will not seem weird at all and you will not pay any special attention or significance to my actions.”

Darren dropped his hand, hiding the object underneath the table. The tuition group stared blankly at Darren for a second. Blinked a few times, then returned our attention to our books.

“So then, where did we finish up to last week?” Teacher Sandra asked, glancing around the table.

I opened my notebook and showed teacher Sandra my latest notes. She nodded and opened her own books, ready to start the lesson.

I felt a cold hand on my right thigh. Annoyed, I glanced under the table and saw that Darren had put his hand on me. All of a sudden, my annoyance evaporated. It was like him touching me was the most natural thing in the world. He looked at me with widening eyes, cringing a little, as if he was bracing for a slap. I smiled at him and turned my attention back to the lesson.

After a while I felt Darren remove his hand from my leg and snaked an arm around my waist. “Sit closer,” Darren whispered into my ear. I glanced at him for a moment before adjusting my chair to close in beside him. Darren put his arm around my waist, hugging me close with one arm. I could feel his breath growing rapid on my neck. Both of his hands slowly moved up the front of my chest and cupped my breasts in front of my T-shirt, giving them a nervous little squeeze.

“Oh... My... God...” I heard Darren whimper softly to himself. "This is real..."

His hands were trembling as his fingers eagerly tested the soft suppleness of my breasts.

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It was a little arousing to have my breasts groped by Darren. It even tickled a little. But for some reason, this did not seem strange to me at all. A minor inconvenience sure, but nothing that warranted much attention. No one else at the table seemed to mind either. They could see Darren's hands on me of course, but his hands might as well be part of my attire.

His hands brushed over my T-shirt where my nipples were and I winced a little. Then I picked my pen out of my stationary box and started taking notes while teacher Sandra moved on with the lesson.

After gently groping my chest for what seemed like five whole minutes, Darren pulled back. He was breathing pretty hard and muttering to himself, "Yes... Fuck yes... Oh my God yes..." over and over.

After calming down a little, Darren pushed back his chair and stood up. Everyone at the table noticed him standing, but then ignored him and looked back at teacher Sandra.

I could see Darren skirting the table and nervously walking up to Mr. Chong who was facing away from us at the dining table. Darren held the metallic lens tightly in one hand and he tapped on Mr. Chong's shoulder with the other. Mr. Chong turned to look up at Darren. Darren showed him the object and seemed to speak a few words to Mr. Chong who then turned his attention back to the newspaper after Darren hid the lens back in his pocket.

Darren returned to the table and again, he held up the convex dark metal object.

The lesson stopped. We all bore our eyes into the dark metallic thing in awe.

Darren seemed to consider his words for a moment before speaking. “Is there anyone else in this house teacher?” he asked.

“Yes Darren,” teacher Sandra replied. “My son and daughter are upstairs.”

“Okay, okay,” Darren replied. His entire body seemed to be shaking restlessly. “Let me think...”

He paced around nervously for a minute, all the while holding the thing up for us to see. Our gazes followed it back and forth, back and forth. Finally, he stopped. “Teacher, take me upstairs and call your children together. I want to talk to them.” he said at last.

“Okay Darren, sure,” teacher Sandra replied before rising to her feet. “This way.”

I watched Sandra and Darren disappear up the stairs. Once they were out of sight, the students began chatting among ourselves and reviewing our notes. It was as if teacher Sandra had just excused herself to the restroom and we were acting accordingly.

If you haven’t figured it out by now, I guess I’ll have to make a formal introduction. Introducing asshole number 2:

Name: Darren Lim
Alias: Insecure Asshole
Occupation: Student.
Part time job: A bitter loser constantly jealous of his best friend and lusting after his best friend's girl.
Description: Pretty average build and height. Kind of emo. Somehow obtained the ability to FUCKING CONTROL PEOPLE’S MINDS!
Facial features: Okay la. He would be cute if he didn’t emo all the time.

After a while, Darren and Sandra came down the stairs and the tuition group became quiet, glancing at Sandra expectantly to continue the lesson.

However, Darren held up the metal object again and spoke first. “Okay guys. Change of plans,” Darren announced. His eyes were twinkling with excitement. “Sam, John, you two take your stuff and go sit at the dining table there with Mr. Chong. Study by yourself lah. And pay no attention to the rest of us.”

“Sure,” said Sam.

“Okie,” said John.

Both of the boys gathered up their stuff and moved over to the dining table.

“The rest of us,” Darren said in a sinister tone, “are going to learn biology the practical way.”

[trivago]

Very interesting story!!! more please

[Diamonding]

All the girls so hot!!!

[Yahoo00]

TS is really a good writer