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The Traveling Master's Logs: Meeting Her Again

10/4/2020

 
Her - Part 2
Male's Point of View - Special Powers
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​So far, her little ‘gifts’ were perfect. I was reaching the end of the list of cities I had originally planned to visit and with each destination, I always managed to find the persons she had decided to… Offer me. My first gift, the one she sent to the hotel room we shared, turned out to be barely influenced. Just enough to get her to come see me. The rest I had to discover on my own. No… The only thing she really left me in her mind was nothing more than an imprint.

A special sort of brand she had left for me to find. After I explored the girl’s mind thoroughly, I concluded that the first gift was the imprint itself. A part of her essence if you will. I couldn’t be sure, but I figured that it was important enough so I memorized every part of it. How it felt in my mind… How it tasted…

When I got to the next city a few days later, I had previously booked a hotel and I didn’t change my plans. If I wanted to play, I had to keep to my schedule. As I checked in, I felt a rush of excitement as the danger in my actions became very real. With all her talk of games, she still managed to enter my mind. Which had never happened to me before.

Did she lie and leave herself a trigger? A doorway she could open to enter my mind again? Would she try and trap me? Take control of ME? She certainly seemed talented enough. Then again, the excitement was also the reason I knew I would chase after her. The danger… The unknown… It’s not something I’m used to.


So I stayed in the hotel and waited. After a few nights, I understood that my ‘gift’ wouldn’t come to me, I had to go and find it.


Was it chance or well planning on her part? I didn’t know. But as I went to the hotel restaurant and ordered a drink, my mind picked up something familiar. It was her imprint… Somewhere in the restaurant. My next gift had confirmed my suspicions and I understood that her gifts would always have the imprint for me to know that the person had been sent by Her.

Each girl she sent me had their minds partly protected. She had left fail safes inside each so that I could read part of their minds, but I could never get at their desires. The shields felt weak, like the first gift I got, making me believe I could shatter them easily. But as she had said… Where was the fun it that?

Each girl was already made to want to spent time with me. She had seen to that. Almost all of them recognized me right away as I introduced myself to them. Which was good because some of the girls had shields that blocked my influence completely. With each one, I discovered that I had to unlock the shield by discovering what each girl desired most.

Almost all of them found themselves unable to lie to me. Her doing of course… I had come to know many exotic and unique desires over the course of my travels and they all helped guide my conversations. Being a mind controller doesn’t mean I discard my past experiences. It all helped to discover each girl’s secrets. No secret desire was too strange or too funny… My mind was open to anything they might fancy.

And of course, as her secrets finally spilled out, her mind would unlock with a wave of arousal that usually meant I would spend a few days exploring her desires with her. While we played, I had to search deep in their minds to find the bread crumb she had left me. Unlocking her shield wasn’t enough, if I wanted to unlock the ‘box’ she had left in my mind, I had to find her clues.

Each new bread crumb was a piece of the puzzle and the locks in my mind dissolved one by one. Slowly, the image of her face stabilized as I unlocked each new gift. The most recent one confirmed that she was a red head with a small amount of freckles on her nose. I couldn’t say that I would recognize her yet… But I was very close. I could feel it.

I had gotten a clue as I explored the last girl she sent me. It was the name of a café located in the last town I was supposed to visit. Of course, as soon as I landed and got settled, I went straight for it and sat down with a nice cup of coffee. I had gotten good at scanning the crowds for her imprint. I settled in my seat and I watched as I scanned the people that came to the shop.

It was one of those internet cafes and most of the people there were on their computer as they worked away. The barista was a dark haired beauty that kept looking my way. I scanned her mind and felt like I could almost taste something, but decided she wasn’t the one I was supposed to find. Again and again, I kept feeling like I could almost feel her essence in most of the people I scanned… But the traces I felt couldn’t possibly be her imprint. Too faint…

Until a man came up to me and sat across from me at the table. My mental guard went up as I scanned his mind. I immediately felt her imprint and cocked an eyebrow. A man? This was new…

His mind was… So quiet… Like… Yes… He was in some sort of wakeful trance. He wouldn’t remember anything… I was about to do a deep scan when he moved and fished out an envelope from his jacket pocket. He placed it on the table and slid it towards me without a word.

My eyes looked down and I smiled as I saw the letters written on the paper: “T M”

I looked up at him and scanned again. Yes… There was… Something… A trigger… I couldn’t see what it was, but I knew that his mind was looping around and around… Waiting for the trigger to release him.

What would he do? Would he attack me? Would he lead me somewhere else?

I put my cup down and slowly took the envelope from the table. I opened it and smiled as I recognized HER hand writing. I looked up and still, the man didn’t move.

“My precious Traveling Master…” the letter started.

Precious… We’ll see how precious you find me when I catch you. As much as I still had anger towards her for breaching my mind, I also couldn’t help but admire her. She had certainly gone through a lot of trouble to play with me.

“I’m so very happy to decided to play my humble little game! So… How is it so far? I hope you liked the gifts I left you… Some were hard to find you know! I couldn’t just send you any bimbo for you to enjoy. That wouldn’t… Stimulate you… No... Not you…”

She was right of course. As much as bedding a pretty girl is, I always looked for more alluring minds to explore. She had done her homework well.

“But now we’ve reached the end of your travels. As I can see, you’ve beefed up you mental security, like I assumed you would…”

What? When did she…

“Don’t worry TM… I only looked to check… Yes… We’ve crossed paths a few days ago. I had to make sure you were still hunting me. I couldn’t help myself… And to think… I stood right next to you… Looking straight at you… And you didn’t recognize me. Of course, you scanned me… But it seems you were a good sport and didn’t force your way into my little box I left in your mind. Bravo… I wondered if you had the self control to play my game properly.”

TM? Sport? She was getting familiar... I figured she would be keeping an eye on me, but I always assumed she would send spies. Mentally controlled people I would assume were not part of the game.

“But now it is time to go to the next stage of the game. Are you ready?”

I had to steady myself a little as my excitement kept growing… I’ve never had to hunt or seduce anyone for this long before. It made it so much more… Alluring… Exciting… I could already picture my mental hooks worm their way in her mind…

“Of course you are ready… I could feel the excitement you had the other day. I almost spoke to you… Dared you to take me right where I stood… I kept picturing your incredible mind forcing its way inside mine to take control… I wondered how you would punish me for daring to penetrate your carefully guarded mind… I could barely contain my excitement! But I had to… Otherwise my last puzzle piece would have been ruined…”

Ruined? What was she planning now?

“The last gift I have for you isn’t really a gift… Or rather… It’s more like the final stretch. The true beginning for the hunt. So far… I’ve lead you by the hand as you followed my bread crumbs. But today… I’m afraid you’ll have to do ALL the work.”


I couldn’t help but smile as I read her words. What did she have in mind now?

“Hopefully, my letter and Henry (the guy sitting in front of you) have both distracted you enough so the effect will be complete.”

Effect? What effect?

“While you read and surely kept an eye… Or more appropriately… Your mind… On Henry, the café has… Changed.”


What?

I lifted my head and almost gasped in surprised. And then I almost laughed out loud as I started to figure out what type of game she had prepared for me. Almost all the customers that I had scanned and seen a few minutes ago were gone. Now… As I looked around to confirm, all the people inside the café were women.

Red headed women…

Some were looking towards me with obvious lust in their eyes while others tried to look away, too embarrassed to look me in the eyes.

My mind raced out and scanned them all quickly to confirm my theory. They ALL had the imprint. I looked towards the mindless Henry and smiled.

“I hope you like my last surprise… You may have already guessed, but I want to tell you anyway… I’m right here in the café with you…”


My blood was boiling as her proximity ignited my excitement. She was so close…

“Here are the rules of the hunt. Each of the girls in the café has a clue… Even me… Some have false trails… If you are the powerful mind controller I know you to be, you’ll be able to navigate their minds until you find me. Or rather… The end of the trail will have the last bread crumb. If you find the right one and finish to unlock you mental box, you’ll finally know who I am.”

The right bread crumb? She left fakes huh? Oh what I’ll do when I get my hands on you…

“When you do… You’ll have to find me and claim me. And by that I mean… I WANT you to challenge my mind… Force your way past my fakes personalities… Shatter my defenses… I will fight you every step of the way… Until you MAKE me submit to you…”

I had to take calming breaths… This girl was threatening to shatter my carefully kept composer.

“But if you force your way in the wrong girl… I fear you won’t prove yourself worthy. And I’ll regretfully disappear.”


Oh I’ll find you… Don’t you worry about that.

“Last thing… You sort of have a time limit.”


Time limit? Why?

“Every girl here will slowly feel themselves get hornier and hornier… All fixated on you… So, depending on how well they manage their own arousal, you'll see them start to undress and offer themselves to you… One by one… Until all of them will join the orgy and ‘fight’ to seduce and fuck you… Pleasure you… Of course… I’ll be joining them too…”

My cock was so hard I had trouble concentrating on the rest of the letter. I felt my predatory side grow… I couldn’t wait to start the hunt.

“So? Still want to play? Still think you can claim me? If so… Say this trigger. It will make Henry go and stand guard at the door. We wouldn’t want outsiders interrupting our fun now would we? I’m almost yours… If you are man enough to find me…”


Man enough… If she was half the tease her letter suggests, she be all kinds of fun once I claim her as my own. I read the trigger phrase and smiled. Such a fitting trigger.

“Let the games begin.” I said a loud.

I felt Henry’s mind focus as his new directive took hold. I watched him get up slowly and move towards the door. My eyes started to go through all the ladies in the café. So many… I had to admire her resolve… Her determination… Who else would go through so much trouble just to seduce me.

Someone worth claiming… That’s who.

I licked my lips as I started to scan the first girl. I felt like I was on some sort of treasure hunt. But instead of hunting down a treasure, I was hunting a person. No… A mind controller…

Even more to the point. A submissive mind controller… She was clearly yearning to submit… To be controlled. And yet… She had the power to control.

Such a paradoxical combination…

I was looking forward to exploring her mind after I bend her to my will.

​And I knew that’s exactly what she wanted.

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