“Ryan!”“It’s true,” the brown-haired teen shrugged, “he’s mentioned it before in the locker room that he thinks you’re hot. That’s D...erek for ‘I want to knock you up’.”“Knock me up?” Savannah asked blushing, her eyes darting to the dark-skinned teen in the living room as he took a hit from the bong that was passed to him.“That’s his fetish, apparently. Likes to go raw and cum inside,” Ryan nodded his head towards an obviously pregnant brunette in the kitchen, “He said he’s why Mindy is pregnant. Thompson was wearing the badge that gave him the freedom of the temple, and he'd been admitted instantly when, a few hours after his wife's departure, he'd come to the temple to see how things were with Michelle and his daughters. He still had not gotten used to the privileges his badge bestowed upon him: instant admittance by a fawning hetaera at the door, bows from all the others he passed, and his request for an audience with the temple's superior instantly granted."I know, and I thank you. When I masturbated now of an afternoon I stuck a small vibro up there and the resultant orgasms were intense. I missed it and wanted it. I downloaded info from the net and printed it off to leave lying around where Jack would find it. Stuff about the anus being so sensitive, using lube, keeping it clean. Reaction? None. Men had always told me I had a great ass, but it seemed the only man that didn’t want it was the man I’d married. I considered trying to track down Tom for some anal action but. The full realization of this, comprising of the conjoined elements of both anti-social mind control and patheticism alike, is something I'd like to call sociopatheticism. Though similar and partial to the sociopathic (aka "'pathic") category of mind control stories, this kind is not exclusive to that of an aggressive and ruthless narcissist; rather, though the heroes/heroines of sociopathetic stories can (and by nature, kind of do) bear strong narcissistic proclivities and large egos, the.