A Mind's Wish Ch. 03

Standing there, Erik had a hand to his chin in thought. He had delved into the mind of the Penelope, or Pen for short, and found an interesting desire. It became obvious to Erik that some of the fantasies these girls had were possible, others were not. The fact that they were often pure fantasy meant that some of the girls dreamt of scenarios Erik could never fulfill. Fran for instance wanted to have sex in space with a fictional character from one of her favorite books.

Sure, Erik could manipulate the mind of Fran and make her think she had done just that. But he had decided that he wanted all the girls to remember their encounters, and to believe they actually happened. That was a truly tricky part, as he found out with Marla. The girl had her sex scene in public, but knowing that it had happened would have embarrassed her to death. So Erik had to settle for making her think it was the best dream she ever had. In comparison Shelly was much easier, as she remembered everything. Everything but the fact that Erik had put some mental commands in her. That made it much more satisfying for him.

Pen looked like she was going to be a real tricky one. Looking into her deepest thoughts, Erik had found a rather unique fantasy. Having looked into the minds of lots of girls, he had come to see that the vast majority of them had little or no desire to be raped. Some liked the idea of being submissive, but despite what many guys would have liked almost none of them desired a true rape.

But Pen was the closest to that desire then any other girl he had delved into. Her darkest desire was to be taken, forcefully. If that's all it had been, Erik could have easily obliged. Hell he had already done that to her before, just wiped her memory of it. No, Pen had a much more fantastic scenario in her mind. The girl wanted to be taken by something that wasn't a man. Not a beast or anything, but something more primal, elemental. He had to look deep, but Erik found in her mind the vision of being fucked by an invisible force. It did not seem like a realistic fantasy. What she wanted was not so much the rape, but the impossible magical nature behind it.

And that is when it hit him, a solution. Erik continued to stand there watching Pen as she worked. They were in a storage room, where a variety of school supplies were stored. Pen had come in there to organize, part of her duty as a teachers aid. She did not recognize that Erik was standing there, because he had commanded her not to. Erik realized though that this command wouldn't work. While she couldn't see him, she also wouldn't realize Erik was there if he touched her either. It was part of the command he used often to let him interact without upsetting anyone, and it wouldn't work for her fantasy.

Now he couldn't make himself invisible, but Erik realized he didn't need true invisibility. Instead he dropped his current command in Pen's mind, and replaced it with a new one. It stated that she simply could not see, hear, or even smell him. That specifically left out her ability to still feel him, and recognize it as out of the ordinary. Pen paused for a moment as the new orders settled into her mind, then she went back to work.

Erik decided to test it, walking over to stand next to her. She of course did not hear his approach, or see him when he stood no less then a foot away. Even when Erik waved a hand in front of her face she did not react. Well that worked, now he just had to make sure that if he interacted with her should would still feel it. This he tested by simply blowing softly into her ear.

Shivering, Pen put a hand up to her ear and looked around, wondering where that breeze had come from. She stood there for a moment before forgetting it and going back to work.

"Perfect." Erik said aloud, sure that she could not hear him. Though he did alter her programming so that she wouldn't feel his breath anymore, for it might break the illusion. Now all he had to do was set the stage, and Pen had given him the perfect scenario with her own fantasies.

Pen was moving a stack of boxes when she found a book sitting underneath one. It apparently had been stuck to the bottom of the box, as it peeled a bit before it had fallen off. Looking at it Pen realized the book was old, ancient, and she wondered how long it had been there. She had no way of knowing this was all an illusion in her mind, even when she reached down to touch the book.

Flipping through the pages, Pen's heart skipped a beat. It was written in some strange, fantastical language whose text actually glowed in the light. She had always dreamed of finding some magical tome, and wonder filled her eyes at the possibility of her find. Of course that was just silly, magic wasn't real. That's what she told herself, until she got further into the book.

There she found bits of equally old paper between the pages. They were notes, written in English. Old English, but readable nonetheless. They were attempts to translate the text, and they indeed spoke of mystical powers held within the book. But none of them held the power of unlocking that magic. Indeed many of the notes said that they lacked the information needed to tap into that power.

Then she came to the last page, where along with a full page note, there was a very thin stone between the pages. It was beautiful, and Pen held it in her hand for a long moment before turning her attention to the translation. Growing excited, she read it aloud.

"Of powers manifested, Orty of Fyen is simplistic. It power stone contained, using F'gard. That who Attm Irel shall bring it forth, no Qool. The Fyen serves a purpose, powered by Jdyinalit. It brings great Lyktun to the Xedri, serving without being seen. Although the stone is consumed for Cnasm, Fyen retains a simple Orty. One needs merely Tgir the word."

At the bottom of the note in bold letters was apparently that single word. Staring at it, Penelope held up the stone in her free hand. Then, feeling an electricity on her lips, she said aloud "Rohonovin." The stone flashed with light, then disappeared, leaving Pen wondering if she did something wrong.

With a smile Erik went to work. He knelt down next to Pen and put a hand on her shoulder, letting her feel his presence. In response she almost jumped in shock. There was something touching her, something invisible. Suddenly she remembered the note, the passage about not being seen. This was the magic of the stone.

The invisible force put a hand beneath each of her arms, helping her to stand. Pen just moved with it in wonder, staring at the empty space. Her heart was fluttering as the magic lead her across the room, and stood her in front of a spare student's desk. Then, without warning it forced her down onto it. There she was held pinned by the wrists, unable to move.

"What, what's going on?" She pleaded, a quiver to her voice.

Erik stood over her, smiling as he stared at Pen's attempt to struggle. Rationally he was pausing to let her squirm, to let the tension build. But he also did it just to look her over lustfully.

Pen had a somewhat plain face, accented by her simple glasses. Her chest again was nothing to write home about, even her shoulders and arms were rather normal. What Erik stared at were her legs. Pen was one of the tallest girls in school, and that height came almost entirely from her legs. Although she did not stand too high over Erik side by side, her waist went up to his ribcage. To top it off those legs were shapely, well defined and curved perfectly. He had to touch them.

Erik released his hands from her wrists, but Pen was still held down. He had put a simple command into her mind, making her think that she was still being grasped there by the invisible force.

It worked perfectly as she struggled a bit, still unable to pull away. Pen pulled one of her legs up, trying to get a little leverage. That's when she felt it, another unseen hand pushing down that thigh. At first she was just worried about being held immobile, but then Pen realized the hands weren't there just for that. One started to caress her flesh there, slowly rubbing up and down the length of her entire leg.

Feeling the silky smooth flesh, Erik was loving it. His lightest touch was making Pen's breath come in gasps, as she realized what was happening to her. He took his time, rubbing his hands over her legs lovingly. Each time he got close to her skirt line, she quivered. Although she still resisted, Erik sensed her body responding to the sensations.

Pen felt the hands pull away and her heart settled a bit, despite still being held down. That did last long though, as she suddenly saw the bottom of her uniform shirt being lifted up. Her eyes went wide as the invisible magic worked with the bottom button of her shirt, letting it free. All she could do was lay there and watch as the unseen force worked it's way up, button after button.

"Nooooooo." She moaned out as the last button was done, peeling back that top layer. Without missing a beat the invisible hands went to work on the undershirt, once again starting from the bottom and working up. Soon enough those buttons were undone, and the flaps were pulled back. Now her skin was exposed to the open air, with nothing but her bra left for cover. Pen shivered a bit in the still air, wanting for warmth.

She got it as a pair of hands settled onto her stomach, feeling around her flesh. She quivered then not from the cold, but from the caressing touch. It was amazing to her to see indents in her flesh as the invisible hands explored her body. They played with her ribs, making circles around them, as they slowly worked up. Her flesh tingled from the magic touch, and Pen let out a loud gasp as the hands shot up underneath her bra.

There her breasts were played with, rolled around and squeezed very gently. Pen could see the outline of hands pushing through the fabric of her bra, the only way she could actually see the magical force working her over. The bra suddenly heaved up as those hands pinched at her nipples, pulling them out slightly. She let out another gasp then, squirming under the pressure.

As the bra was pulled up over Pen's breasts, she wondered how long it would play with her. It was then that she realized that she didn't really want it to stop, if anything she wanted more. As if to answer this those hands didn't work her chest anymore. Instead she suddenly felt the edges of her skirt get lifted up. The skirt itself remained attached to her hips, it was just moved upwards to reach beneath it.

"No, you can't." Pleaded Penelope as she felt her panties being grasped. But the force did not respond. It just pulled on them, gently and slowly lowering them down her legs. Despite her protests, Pen obliged in closing her legs more as the cloth made it to her feet, so they could be removed. Then her panties were just floating in air and she stared at them in wonder.

When the panties were dropped, Pen had no way to see where the force was moving. No idea where it would head next. But she wasn't too shocked when she felt a touch at the inside of her thighs, pushing her legs apart. Then it went to work, invisible hands running softly across her pussy. A pair of fingers settled at the top of her slit, pushing down as they worked around in a circle.

"Unnhhh." She called out, feeling the stimulation on her clit. Pen lay back and took the sensation in, only a tad disappointed that she didn't have a better view. Then she remembered there was a rather large mirror on the opposite wall. And sure enough when she lifted her head, Pen had the perfect angle to see her pussy being moved around by the magic.

Just at that moment a pair of fingers slipped in, coated by her quickly flowing juice. "OH! Hmmm." Pen called out, her toes starting to curl under the sensation. Her resistance was washing away in a sea of pleasure. Although she was still held pinned down, Pen was enjoying that as she squirmed against her invisible bonds. The fingers continued to probe her depths, feeling around her insides as they worked in and out at a steady pace.

"Yes, oh yes!" She called out, letting herself enjoy it fully. There was nobody there to hear her, at least she thought, and that itself was wonderful. Pen could just let herself go and nobody would ever know about it.

As the intensity picked up the girl started moving much more strongly, her legs starting to pull up. "Don't stop!" She cried. "Right there, don't stop!"

The magic force obliged. It even upped the pleasure by suddenly running a tongue over her tits, sucking them in. Pen responded by thrusting her chest out, pushing her breasts into the pleasure giving force. After a moment she settled back down. In fact she was trying to curl up, almost unable to take the sensation between her legs.

"Yes...yes..." She said softly, squirming wildly. "That's it..that's...I..." Suddenly her whole body tensed up and her back arched wide into the air. She let out a scream that easily escaped the room, but Pen didn't care. The orgasm rocked her body, sending her into waves of ecstasy as the hands continued to work over her throbbing pussy.

Pen let out a great sigh as she relaxed back down, breathing heavily. Her face was a great red color, having all the blood rushing back to it. She lay there a moment, taking comfort in the fact that the invisible hands were still caressing her legs. They hadn't gone anywhere, and apparently they wanted more.

The student desk she was lying on started to shift with moving weight. She didn't care if this would have seemed odd for a magical force to do, but she understood what the shift meant. Pen let out a little moan as the hard piece of flesh was rested against the entrance of her pussy. There it rubbed up and down her for a moment, teasingly.

"Oh please." She pleaded, wondering if it could even hear her. "Please, give it to me."

Perhaps it did, for at that moment the unseen cock started pushing into her. Pen let out one long moan as she felt it slide in, going right down to the hilt. Lifting her head up she loved the sight she saw in the mirror, of her pussy being pushed open by that invisible cock. It wasn't long before it started moving in long, slow thrusts.

"Faster." Was her response.

Faster it came, thrusting in at an increasing pace. Feeling the restraints lessen on her legs, Pen pulled them up slightly and away, giving her unseen partner a better angle. She loved the sound, the wet smacking sound each time it thrust into her.

"Deeper." She pleaded, pulling back for an even better angle. "Harder!"

Again the magic responded, pounding away harder into her pussy. It was thrusting with abandon, obviously enjoying the wet and wild ride. Pen's eyes glossed over slightly as she let out moan after moan. Each thrust was like heaven to her, and she let herself go.

"That's it, fuck me. Fuck my pussy." Pen whispered, quickly turning to a shout "Oh god yes!"

Her glasses slid off during her trashing and Pen thought for a moment that she should put them back on. But her hands will still held down. Thinking about that she wished that they were free. Not so she could put her glasses back on, but so she could touch herself.

And just like that all her bindings were gone. Instantly her hands shot to her breasts, pulling at her nipples. Pen's legs wrapped around the torso of her unseen partner, pulling him in.

"YES!" She yelled now, fully lost in her lust. "Fuck me! Fuck me! Fuuucckkk meeeeeee!" She called out, her voice breaking up with each thrust into her.

Suddenly Pen found arms reaching around behind her back pulling at her. She understood then and held on tightly when the invisible force lifted her up. Pen's heart soared as she saw her reflection in the mirror, of her whole body being held upright and floating off the ground. Continuing to keep her arms and legs wrapped around the magic force, she let out one great big moan at the sight. It continued to pound into her, letting drops of her wetness fall to the ground between them.

"Yes! Nhhhh god yes! Ohhhhhhh." She moaned, only spurring the thrusting on faster.

Then without warning her hole body started bucking wildly. She screamed at the top of her lungs as the orgasm raced through her, sending every inch of her body into spasms as she rode the invisible cock. It lasted for a good long minute with her there floating in the air, riding a wave of ecstasy.

Erik almost lost it right then and there. As she had cum her pussy gripped his cock tightly, rippling around it. But he endured, holding her off the ground as she rode his rod. Before her orgasm had even completely subsided, he had to put her down. Erik was just getting too tired to hold her up anymore.

Taking long deep breaths, Pen wondered if it was over. She wasn't sure if she could take much more anyway, but she wanted it. To her extreme delight she felt an invisible tongue lick away at her pussy, lapping up her juices.

"Mmmm." She moaned and smiled in response. Before she even finished that however she felt the unseen hands turning her, placing her face down onto the desk.

With her legs sticking out the end, Pen was perhaps the only person in school whose feet fully touched the ground in this position. Erik loved the sight, loved seeing her great long legs extended like that. He made sure that he had his own support, pulling over a short box to lift him up for what he had planned.

Pen felt the licking continue and she just lay there, taking it in. Then she felt the tongue wander up to her asshole, working it as well. She suddenly realized that it was being intentionally lubricated. Putting her hands to her ass cheeks, Penelope pulled them wide apart.

"Do it." She demanded. "Stick it in me."

With a great big smile that she could not see, Erik moved to do just that. He put the tip of his cock at the entrance to her anus, resting it there. Not much lubrication was needed as he was still coated in her juices. On top of that Pen did little to resist, her asshole even opening up slightly. In he started to go and with every inch Pen moaned deeply.

"Yesss." Pen said as it entered her fully. The cock started to pull back but stopped short of exiting completely. Then with one had thrust it went back in. She gasped out, only the slightest of pain sneaking through. But it was overwhelmed by the pleasure flowing through her body. Pen's hands shot forward as she rested face down, reaching out to grasp the far edge of the desk.

Erik continued his thrusting, loving her reaction. As he continued on, the girl's wonderful legs pushed up, putting her on the very tips of her toes. It was an amazing view and he slammed into her harder for it. Then Pen's right leg started to twitch under the pleasure, sending him into a wild frenzy.

"God yes!" She cried out, still pulling tightly on the desk. It was rocking heavily now with each thrust, creaking under the stress.

"Fuck my asshole." Pen pleaded, her face going the darkest of reds. "Pound that ass! Fuck my dirty little... FUCK!" Pen continued to moan out, suddenly unable to form words. Her only wish at that moment was that she could feel the force cum, feel it spray into her. But she doubted that the magic could do such a thing.

To her greatest pleasure Penelope was proven wrong. Just as she was reaching her own orgasm the cock in her ass suddenly exploded, sending out a fountain of cum into her. That was all it took as her own pleasure centers went into overload. Both her legs started twitching wildly as she had her first anal orgasm, and a powerful one at that.

So hard did it hit her that Pen collapsed, fainting from the strain. But she did so with a smile.

Erik, still pouring his load into her, stopped his thrusting. When finally finished, he pulled out of her as gently as he could. It had taken quite an effort with Pen, but it had been worth it. The satisfaction he felt at that moment, watching his cum ooze from her still quivering ass, was immense.