 "Dont worry. I'll come 2U." It was then that Kat saw, through the library window, an RV's door open. A male figure clad in black emerged and walked to the library . His face was hidden by his hood , but what jpg she saw looked nice. He disappeared from her view for a while, but then jpg entered the library from the north door . He gestured her to come with him . Kat logged out of the chatroom and shut down the computer, making sure to clear the disk cache and history lists before she flipped the power switch. He had her wrap her legs around his waist, then he covered her with his cloak. Being smuggled out of school was strangely thrilling, as though they were daring authorities to try to stop their clandestine escape. The man crossed the parking lot and entered the RV, then opened his cloak to let her out. It wasn 't long before she felt something like fingers in her mind, looking through her memories, probing her thoughts, reading her emotions. The only explanation she could think of was telepathy. It had probably been a hard adjustment at first, she realized. The man removed the black cloak, and revealed jet black hair and deep, dark eyes, neither of which looked unnatural, although Kat had been dying her hair and eyebrows since seventh grade.
 "And so I shall." the man said, then he reached his mental fingers into her mind again. She closed her eyes, and let pleasure wash over her as he secretly began to rearrange her mental jpg processes. Suddenly nothing mattered except pleasing him. He was the be-all and end-all of her existence. She also felt a jpg need to submit , to be commanded, to obey. Her body began to respond to this need by becoming sexually aroused. When she opened her eyes , she was naked, standing in the kitchen. She was cutting up bits of meat and beating them into submission with a mallot. She breaded jpg the bits of meat and then tossed them into the frying pan, where the grease was already hot . Even though she 'd never cooked before, she easily prepared steak fingers for the man who had brought her here . She brought a finished plateful to him, as he sat on the folded-out hide-a-bed , wearing no more than her. Her vagina was dripping wet jpg, her nipples hard and peaked. Submissively she set the plate before her Master.
 "Open your mouth , pussycat." he said , and jpg she obeyed. One of those hot steak fingers came into her mouth , and she chewed and swallowed. It seemed strange that she, who had always been a hard-core vegetarian, was now eating steak fingers from the hands of a man she hadn't known more than ten minutes at most. He alternated between giving a steak finger to her and eating one himself, and when the entire plate was gone except for one, the odd finger out, he broke the last one in half and they ate their pieces simultaneously. He set the plate up on the windowsill , and then he turned jpg his full attention to her . He began with a caress to her cheek, then gradually migrated down her body, running his fingers over the swell of her breasts, down her belly, and then the palm of his hand took posession of the hot wetness between her legs. He probed a finger into her cunt. Not a virgin , but she was definitely tight.
 (I am jpg called Xavier the Great, and I can help you.) the voice said. Suddenly, Candace found strength she didn't know she had. She managed to get to her feet and , wobbling the entire way, leave the gym. As soon as she was out, she was scooped into the arms of a young man, who carried her weakened body away. She didn't know she'd fallen asleep until she woke up, feeling very stiff. A hand lifted her head , and warm liquid flowed into her mouth. She drank thirstily. Slowly , but steadily, she began to feel better. After maybe an hour, she felt more human than wood, so she tried out her limbs. Well, they weren't back to normal, but she felt good enough to try to stand up. She hadn't noticed the light blanket until it slipped from her shoulder. She glanced jpg around , but found no one . Most of her clothes lay in a pile in the corner, but the panties remained on her hips. This, at least, made her feel that her benefactor, whether real or imagined, was at least trustworthy enough not to try to rape her while she slept. Strangely , she found she really didn't jpg want to re -don the cheerleading outfit jpg. She jpg found a white shirt and some drawstring pants in the closet. She had to roll them up so she wouldn't end up walking the excess length off jpg, but she got them on. The shirt was a short-sleeve, button-up shirt with no collar. She put her own shoes and socks on, and as she looked at herself in the mirror, she felt very sexy. She'd never dared wear sexy clothes before , except for her cheerleader outfit , which she'd never dared wear in front of her Fundamentalist mother. For her mother, she 'd worn the wind pants and jacket jpg that the cheerleaders wore on cold days, and jpg was eternally grateful that all of the games went on while her mother was at work, and her mother only took Sundays jpg off. Even better, her mother thought that television and things of that nature were evil, and so would never have anyone record the game for her. Candace was very much the rebel , who wanted a normal life, away from her everybody jpg's-going-to-hell-unless-they-suffer-through-their-whole-damn -life mother. She was going to have that crazy woman committed as soon as she could do so without jpg being put in foster care.
 "My name is Candace." Xavier smiled mischieviously, and then Candace felt the gentle caress of fingers in her mind.
 Daphne Willis glared at the intruder...wait, that was Kat Nelson. Why was she showing up for class ten minutes late and grinning like an idiot ? Even stranger, she wasn't wearing her usual dreary black outfit with black nail polish and black lipstick. She wasn't wearing any makeup whatsoever, and she was wearing a white T-shirt jpg, blue jeans and blue sneakers. No bra. The look on her face said she was either high or severely oversexed, or maybe both. She walked in, tossed her books down to the side of her desk, and sat down. The teacher had the person at the front of the row jpg pass back a tardy sheet for her, and she signed it with a vibrating pen (as if her handwriting wasn't bad enough jpg), then passed it back. The teacher then handed her a test paper. Once she was on the task, her concentration seemed unlimited, as though she were in a trance of some kind. She was through in ten minutes . She took the paper right up to the teacher and laid it down on her desk.
 "You've never seen fit to jpg show your work, you 've never studied a day in your life as far as I know, and I've never seen you concentrate so hard on ANYTHING as I saw you concentrate on jpg this test, so I'm going to ask you one question: who are you and what have you done with Katherine Nelson?"
 "Oh ! Get out of my way you stupid little shit!" "Hey, nice dress! I used to have one just like it...last year! Hahaha!" "Ugh, can you believe her? Her butt is just so big! It's just like ...out there, I mean...ugh! Gross! Those guys only talk to her because she looks like a total slut, ok , and her breasts--you can, like, totally see the crinkles from the wadded-up toilet paper she has in that bra!" "Don't you know pink was out three months ago? Get a credit card you sub -poverty line bitch!" "What's the matter, can jpg't shave your legs because you need the stubble to hold up your tube socks ?" For the jpg remainder of the class the abuse continued. The bell rang, and the images stopped. She gathered her things and handed her half-finished, tear-stained paper to the teacher, then left. She went into the office and filched some notebook paper, then wrote out notes of apology to each of the people she 'd hurt. Half of them she didn't know, but the voice that had sent the visions to her supplied the names . She sealed them with tape and asked the office aides to deliver them jpg. After that, she sought out Kat.
 "Xavier the Great." Kat replied. "Would you like to meet him?"
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