Into the new bed

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Message from the author:

The effects will not be revealed until the next chapter, but here are the results. Undoubtedly, but I'm glad Ryan wasn't completely knocked out. When I designed him, he was only meant to be a minor supporting character, but your dedication to him will ensure that he too will be happy with the MCD. But first, Bella, whose introduction I will be very happy about. I hope her path in the next chapter will surprise you...

And now, please enjoy...

Chapter 27

Why is he taking so long? I roll around impatiently on the new, soft, comfortable, cozy, expensive bed the delivery man put up for me and him and that he made possible for me, waiting impatiently for his return. Or is it not impatience but something else? The light and heating are back, even if I don't need it so much anymore with the warm blanket. Finn, where are you?

Or, it's not just impatience. It's... something else. Excitement? Nervousness?

I roll over onto my back and nibble on my finger while I think of him.

I realize he's changed. He's gotten stronger, he's taken the lead. And I'm happy to follow him. Maybe that's why I'm waiting for him so excitedly? The thought that he'll come into the room and I can thank him for the bed, the light and the warmth. It feels so good to have someone in my life that I can rely on, to pick me up when I fall and support me when I'm weak. I know something is happening but I'm simply so excited for him.

No. It's not excitement. And I'm nervous for a different reason. I feel a slight pull in my middle that indicates that I'm about to get horny.

He wants to touch my breasts, I think and sigh, a mixture of anticipation and worry. He knows I'm ticklish and yet he took what was his and... Not taken it. He asked for it. And his voice...

Today he's having a bad day. We haven't been able to talk yet but I feel it, I see it. And my family isn't doing anything to help. It's up to me and if there's anything I can do, I'll help him just like he did with me.

He's changed me, just like he's changed himself. I feel it tickling the back of my head. Since the day he got that new cell phone... But I don't want to think about that now. And anyway, every time I want to do it, I think of more important things. Him, for example. And how I can help him, whatever happened today.

I'm so proud of him. Finn. My big brother. He stands up for me, makes me strong. I feel free since I admitted to myself that I want him. Not just physically but also... everything else... We haven't said it out loud yet, and we don't have to. But maybe I should. It would definitely help him if it came from me. He is a good one. And he has a bad day... so... Maybe I should give him a BJ to put him in a better mood, I think, wiggling my butt lightly across the soft bed. I think I'm pretty good with my tongue. And I can suck too.

But he wants my breasts...

"Fuck..."

I mean, pussy doesn't work. I'd make a fool of myself... for the third time and... If he wants my breasts... There's no point. I've already admitted it to myself and he's too much of a gentleman to demand it, but... He can have me whenever and however he wants.

"Fuck..."

My breasts too.

But... Maybe I can...

At that moment the door to our room opens and I notice just in time that my hand has wandered from my head between my legs and is stroking over my short and comfy black pants.

"Hey bro," I greet him and sit up, hoping that he didn't see me touching myself while thinking about him. "What's up?"

The moment our eyes meet I know that something is wrong.

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"You'll hate me if I tell you." For him, it is a truth that cannot be reversed and I don't know whether that hurts me more or the fact that he thinks he **** me to do something against my will, as he says. "And you have every right to do it." I try hard to follow his words, but I can't make any sense of it. I would love to ask him what he means by his words, but I have already tried twice and it has made the situation worse. Obviously there is something he thinks he has done that is morally wrong, but...

I cannot find anything in my life that confirms it.

But I know he needs an answer and I know what I can do to make him feel better.

"Sit down," I say and pat the mattress next to me.

"Rose, I can't..."

"Yes you can," I say and pat the mattress again, harder. "Sit down." He sits down next to me, slumped over, his hands in his lap, and cannot look at me. He has done so much for me and yet he is angry with himself. I don't know how to help him, I don't understand. But luckily my reflexes take over and I spread my arms.

"No," he grunts and turns away. "I can't..."

"Please, Finn. I need this now. Please let me hug you." And that helps. Not just him, but me too. At least he can see that when he returns the hug and holds me in his arms. "Finn, no matter what you say now, we are bros, siblings, adopted yes, but fuck... You're more my brother than you can imagine, okay?" I whisper into his chest. I like his smell and the warmth of his body and how it feels when I touch him and... "I'll stay with you, you understand? No matter what, that's for sure. I'll stick by you. Now and forever."

Rose Lynchwood. +11 (PS +3)

His hug tightens and he ignores the ringing of his new cell phone, which... I don't care about so much anymore. It all started when he got this new cell phone. Where from, actually? And from who? I can think of it now I realize but still... I don't care. He is important now.

"I can always count on you, Rose," he whispers back and rubs his caring hands over my back, making me shiver as he touches me. But his voice touches me much deeper, so full of trust that only I can give him. That's what makes me wet and when he lets go of me, it's me who pouts way too childishly. He reaches into his pocket and...

"Wow, Finn. That's high-tech." But his expression looks worried.

"It's called the MCD," he says, intimidated in a way that even Mom couldn't manage in her best days. But he looks at me. "Mind Control Device."

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Okay... Okay... ... ... Okay...

An app that can change the world.

Wait. An app that can change the world? And people? Paths and tokens and perks? That's... stupid... idiotic... idiotic!

And I believe it.

That's the only way to explain what happened to Finn. And explained to my family and...

And to me.

He confirmed it to me. I'm his bro, I've never called him that before. But... it still feels so right... Haven't I always felt that way about him? Deep in thought, I sit on the bed next to my brother and try to understand where the mind control he's talking about comes into place. I mean... Mom and Tammy act intimidated and Jasmine is confused beyond belief but I...

Until now, I always thought something had happened and Finn had brought out the good Rose in me that I had buried under hate and fighting for a long time. I think about it, but I always come to the same conclusion.

Haven't I always been like that? I remember my feelings. Finn, my big brother. Our mother's conditions. It was she who planted bad thoughts in my head! And Finn healed me. At least that's how I see it, not just now. I remember the buried feelings and wishes even before the cell phone, the MCD. I remember that it was me who buried them to survive. But Finn thinks...

I jump when I realize it.

Oh no! He must think I'm judging him for this! He hates himself for what he did to me!

Now everything makes sense. His behavior, lately and today.

"Finn what..." I look at him, pain in his eyes. I want to ask him what he thinks. He's usually able to explain things to me, to fix them, to make them better. He does it with Tammy and Mom. But now... I just... want to hug him.

He flinches away.

No. Not this time bro.

Then I grab him, grab his arms hard and pull his body against me with the **** I as a girl can muster.

Rose Lynchwood. +3 (PS +6)

"I want it," I shout much too loudly into his ear while my fingers must be hurting him. Fingernails and so one. But I only tighten my grip. "Do you understand? I want it! And it's okay that you activated me."

"Rose, I **** you. You would never..."

"Shut up!" I bark and try to calm down a little, but shake his body like a doll that's too big. Then I breathe in a little, breathe out slowly, and look my brother with the mind control ability deep in his lovely eyes.

And I speak from my heart.

"Finn, sometimes a woman needs to be ****, you understand? I was trapped in this family and my only way to survive was to hurt you so I didn't have to suffer. What kind of sister does things like that? And you forgave me. Finn! You forgave me! Not because of the MCD but because I finally behaved properly. And I have you to thank for that!"

I have to do it. I have to make it clear to him what I feel. That it is him, not his dumb phone! I have to show him my world!

"Finn, look at what you've done with my life. I'm a strong woman and I love my life. The life you gave me. You think I'm suffering because of it? I'm grateful to you!" I let go of his arms, but I can't control myself. I don't care what it could be, mind control ore what else. I'm happy and I want him to be too. So I hug him again and talk into his chest while I'm more lying than leaning on him. "It doesn't bother me that you're in charge, the app and this cool new phone, you understand? You must understand that now." I should look him in the eyes, but I trust him.

And besides, it's so nice to be close to him...

"I can see that you respect me as a woman and a person and I allow you to make certain decisions for me. Does that sound like a brainwashed zombie or a healthy, intelligent woman?" He doesn't answer... But he strokes my back and I feel my eyes getting moist.

That's what you did to me, brother. You made me healthy and I thank you for that.

"Finn, I trust you and if we want to continue to be friends, then I need you to care, do you understand? I need your conscience. And I like your pangs of conscience when you change something on this app. That's really sweet. But I'm here and I'm telling you to keep it up. With me and the others." Then I raise my head. We're now lying on top of each other and when he brushes a hair out of my face...

I want to tell you what I feel.

"What I feel is my truth, Finn. And I like that truth. It's your job to keep me fine when I step out of line, but what would the alternative be? I would be like I was before and I would suffer. And you would suffer. And I don't want you to suffer. I like you too much for that, you understand? It doesn't matter if you changed me or if you just showed me the way. I'm fine the way it is now and I don't want to go back. And who cares if you can't turn off the app? This is my reality and I love it. I can laugh and cry and be strong and weak and you are with me. I don't care if it was the MCD or myself. I just want it to stay that way. And you'll make sure of that, I know that. And as far as I'm concerned, that's how I've always felt, you understand? And if it was you with this... thing... who made sure that I could live this out here, that I could... lie on you and... be happy, then... then I'm happy." I inhale, guide air into my lungs. "You understand?"

And he smiles.

"I understand" is the first thing he tells me. And then he starts stroking my hair and my cheeks. "And are you sure?"

I smile. And I listen to my mind. Everything is okay. After that, I listen to my body, which tells me other tings.

My smile brightens.

"I can tell you over and over again that it's okay," I answer and feel the throbbing between my legs getting stronger and stronger. The same throbbing that I felt before, only now it's much, much stronger.

And you stupid cunt forbade him... But...

"Or I can prove it to you," I whisper and smile at him. Our faces are very close. I can't do more for him and I trust that he will respect my word. But I can show him something else. "So you think you control me, right?" He nods, carefully, as I take his hands and kiss his fingers.

"Rose, what are you doing?" he asks and his voice betrays that he is thinking about me. My breasts, I'm sure of it.

"You're a perverted idiot and you know I'm ticklish here," I say and press my lips together as my breasts brush against his body, trying not to giggle too hsyterical. "You won't touch these things, got it? These sisters belong only to me," I grin and sit up. Then I climb off him, turn around and don't ask myself if this is a good idea. I want it that way. Then I support myself on my hands, bend over and wiggle my butt. "But you can have my ass if you want."

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"Are you sure?" he asks, kneeling behind me. We both are naked and I... I almost can't stand it anymore, the anticipation of being with someone I... like... so much and... the nervousness of soon getting fucked in the ass.

"God Finn, you really are such a fucking gentleman" I burst out. "And I love you for it, but fuck Finn, if a girl tells you to fuck her in the ass, then you fuck her in the ass, got it?" And with that, I wiggle my ass to him, showing him my twitching, forbidden pussy and my tiny, puckered ashole.

Was that too hard? He's been through enough for me to put pressure on him now and... Oh God, I recognize that look. He always has it when he takes something that belongs to him.

"But bro..." Luckily he's more of a gentleman than a fucking mind-controlling machine. "Be gentle... please..."

He grins cheekily.

"Whatever the lady desires, she gets."

With that, he strokes my twitching opening with his thumb, thickly rubbed with lubricant. Luckily he didn't ask why I bought the gel, otherwise, I would have had to confess to him that I wish he would take all my openings for himself. But now...

"Oh... OH... Ohwow... Slowly please..."

"Don't worry," his voice comes through the fog of lust that is building up around me. I can feel my heartbeat in my ears and I would love to tell him he can fuck me in my pussy but...

"Oh... big... bro your..."

"You're just so tight sis," he moans as the tip of his cock spreads the lubricant in my canal. I can't answer as my body is stretched by him. Shit, I should have stretched before, I'm way too tight but... He's so gentle. Slowly he pushes himself forward, praises me and strokes my butt and back with his hands while my fingers dig into the expensive sheets. My thoughts become slower and slower and at some point I only feel the tightness of my asshole around him and the slimy sound of lubricant being squeezed out of me. "I'm so proud of you sis," I hear his voice while my head is completely empty. He fills me up. My body with his cock, my head with his words. It's so fucking wonderful. I feel so full and loved. I want to tell him how grateful I am to him, how good he is, but my words fail me.

And then I feel it.

"Those are my balls on your ass," he laughs and I can imagine his satisfied grin. I'm so full but I can see him right in front of me.

"Fuck me, bro," I whimper and take a deep breath. But nothing happens and I feel the throbbing in my labia getting stronger. Why doesn't he fuck me? Why doesn't he fuck me in the ass? Does he want to fuck my pussy?

Do it bro! Fuck me how you want! Just fuck me! Please!

Oh... of course...

"Finn... please..." I look over my shoulder, pleading with my eyes for my life. "Please fuck me in my ass bro. Please, oh please fuck your sister bro. Please fuck me..."

"That's what I've been waiting for," I hear him and then...

"Ah! Oh my God! Yes! Fucking YES!”

Immediately I lose the strength in my arms and fall into the soft sheets beneath me. Finn holds my hips while he penetrates me again and again, starting to fuck me. My head fills with colors and I close my eyes and experience everything clearly and yet in a hazy way. Not just the sex, not my first anal experience, but also how Finn caresses me, praises me and speaks to me so gently and forcefull at the same time. I understand his words but the only message that comes through in my clouded head is that he loves me and I like that.

It's like a rush.

At some point I try to move but he holds me tight, controls me and makes sure that I and my ass give him a good fuck. I can let go, he has everything under control now again and I couldn't wish for a better big brother.

Rose Lynchwood. +3 (PS +9)

Then I feel a strong hand on my stomach. He says something about my breasts, that he won't touch them, but I wouldn't care. You can touch me anywhere you want bro. My labia is throbbing like crazy and I feel the pleasant coldness of my juice running down my thighs and hear drops falling in thickly between my labia as he pulls me up. His body is so hot, almost as hot as mine, as my back presses against his chest and he takes my breath away. His arm wraps itself protectively and firmly around my neck and as he squeezes lightly, ever so lightly, I come.

"Ffffuuuarrrgh..." I gasp and twitch my pelvis wildly back and forth as my eyes roll and the world around me goes black. "Goooood..."

And then I feel two fingers parting my labia, a palm rubbing my clit and the fingers widening my hole. I cum a second time. I hear it splashing my new bedsheets in so many high arcs, raining down between my legs and wettening his hand as I cum my brains out like never before.

I can't breathe, I can't scream, I can't move and as Finn begin to fuck into my ass again, I come a third time. My brain dissolves as the waning waves mix with those of the second orgasm and are washed over by the third and all I can feel, sense, thinking is impossible, is this happy affection for him and him alone. No thought of me.

He is everything and I love it.

And then triumph.

I feel him pressing himself deep into me, smooth and strong and so full. Then I hear my name, feel him shuddering against me, hilding me tightly and ramming into me as deep as he possibly can.

And then I feel his hot cum in my bowels. He cums in my and with every trust I can feel him filling me up more and more.

With the feeling of his load inside me, I slump forward, powerless and exhausted, and am held by his strong hands and gently laid on the new, soft, comfortable, cozy, expensive bed, wet and soggy of my cunt juice.

His cum inside me, his cock inside me, his arms around me, his smell in my nose and his breath on my neck.

I have rarely slept so peacefully.

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Message from the author: Sorry folks that I didn't post a chapter yesterday but I had to make sure I gave Rose my heartfelt respect here. I had to find a way to make her happy with the MCD and at the same time show that she still has her own feelings, all while being a good bro to Finn and continuing to support him. I had almost a thousand words of notes for this chapter, then I broke them down to 700 and wrote them all in this chapter... And still needed three attempts, the third one you have read right now. I hope I succeeded in my task and I always resort to cheesy dialogue so that the readers understand that Rose is changed, but finds it okay and would have welcomed it even before the MCD. Now I have a headache because I was grinding my teeth the whole time I was writing.

Otherwise, I was wondering whether I should show the names in front of the POV chapters? I mean, in the end it's clear that it's about Rose, and in the novels I read the authors always make sure that you understand without telling who it is about.

I also took my time here for 3500 words and I think that was a good idea, even though the poll for Bella sould have actually taken place here. Now her path will be shown in the beginning of next chapter There, Rose will tell Finn which perk she wants and I will use that to list some perks that haven't been asked yet. Just so that Pregnancy Control doesn't win all by itself. ;)

So choose wisely:

https://strawpoll.com/BJnXV1XKXZv

Oh yes, and as far as the progress score goes, you might notice that it gets a bit harder to generate points from +0 onwards. In World, I explain this by saying that the subjects have got used to the MCD and it is therefore harder to get points. Otherwise Tammy would get points immediately for every 'Yes Daddy'. I do it by deciding that a character will get 4 HP, and then I deduct one point. From +50 onwards it will be two. This has less to do with the subject's resistance (it will apply to Rose just as it does to Candice), but rather with the fact that the subject simply already knows what her behavior will provoke. It also gives me as an author the opportunity to speed things up at the beginning, to see how far I can go, to let the subject do some kinky things and then slow things down a bit later.

In the near future I will be working on the paths and the object/user points and expanding both lists. Your suggestions will also be taken into account.