Chapter 3

“...and three.”

Lizzy opened her heavy eyes.  She saw Dr. Frohm sitting close to her.  She seemed quite pleased.  This made Lizzy happy for reasons she was unsure of.  Lizzy noticed she was still naked, but was quite comfortable with this arrangement. She found it curious she was able to process the notion that her shame was simply not present. The leather couch felt cool under her ass and the room was pleasantly warm.  Dr. Frohm was offering a glass of water.  Lizzy took it and gulped it down.  She was quite thirsty.

“How do you feel Lizzy?” Dr. Frohm asked, seemingly with sincere concern.

Lizzy smiled and blushed.  “Well fucked Dr. Frohm.”  She giggled a bit and inhaled sharply as that familiar rush of pleasure hit her. She let out a small involuntary moan and covered her face.  It would appear that she did have some shame after all.

Dr. Frohm reached out and lowered her hands from her face.  

“That’s all right, dear,” comforted Dr. Frohm, “there’s no shame in giving into pleasure, giving into showing me your pleasure, and to allow that pleasure to make you feel more obedient...isn’t that right?”

“Yes Dr. Frohm!” Another sharp pang of pleasure, but this time Lizzy looked straight at the doctor as the moan escaped her lips.  Not escaped.  Released willingly.  

“Good girl”

Hearing Dr. Frohm’s praise didn’t elicit a pleasure response from Lizzy.  It was something else.  More akin to pride.  Proud that she was a good girl and that she would do everything she could to be the good girl Dr. Frohm wanted her to be.  

Dr Frohm tapped Lizzy’s forehead.  “Down you go.”

Lizzy slumped forward.  Her eyes rolled back into her head and her eyelids closed quickly.

“In a moment, I’m going to snap my fingers and you’re going to come out of trance.  You’ll be awake and alert and be able to speak freely...but those suggestions we talked about...those suggestions will still be present in your waking mind.  Do you understand?”

“Yes Dr. Frohm” Lizzy said sleepily.  She gave a gentle shudder and quiet moan.

SNAP.

Lizzy lifted her head and opened her eyes. She knew she should be afraid. But she wasn’t. And she knew that was a problem. 

“Be straight with me,” she asked. “How fucked am I?” 

Dr. Frohm smiled.  “You’re not ‘fucked’ at all, dear.  Everything we’ve promised we are going to hold ourselves too.  The salary, 2 completely separate lives, unaware of each other.  It’s just...well you might not be doing the kind of work you thought you might be doing.  But it is the job you're most suited for.  And the one I think you truly want.”

Dr. Frohm placed a gentle hand on Lizzy’s face and slowly stroked it down her body.  She lingered on her breast, and gave it a soft squeeze.  Lizzy sighed.  And for a moment she thought she should remove the doctor’s hand, but she found she was completely unable to move herself at all.  It wasn’t so much that she wasn’t able to.  Lizzy thought she could move if she wanted to...but she just didn’t want to.  She wanted to remain there, relaxed and happy and let this beautiful woman have her way with her.  If she could move, she would have leaned forward to kiss her.

Dr. Frohm moved to sit next to Lizzy and continued her exploration.  She turned to face her on the couch and she let her hand roam to Lizzy’s belly, which was pleasantly soft and rounded.  Womanly.  And then...further down.  Through her soft silk patch of dark hair that was still wet with her sweat and her arousal.  

Dr. Frohm gently caressed her lips.  Tantalizingly slow and gentle.  Lizzy closed her eyes and tried to rationalize it all.  This was assault.  All of this was an assault.  But why did she want it so bad?  Why did she love it so much?  To be treated like property?  To be treated like an object, a plaything for someone else’s pleasure.  Why did it give her such pleasure?  

And then, as if reading Lizzy's thoughts, Dr. Frohm cupped her fingers and dipped inside, slowly sliding them in and out with a delightful pressure.  How did she know exactly how Lizzy liked to be touched?  Her hands were so practiced, like an experienced lover, or...like her own hands. Lizzy squeezed against Dr. Frohm’s fingers and she felt her orgasm slowly bubbling inside her.

And then Dr. Frohm stopped and withdrew.  Lizzy let out a whine of dissatisfaction.

“Why did you stop!?”

“This is what I mean when I say ‘the job you are suited for’ Lizzy,” Dr. Frohm said.  “You are a creature of pleasure, a libertine who’s quest for sexual pleasure has been repressed by a world that is frightened of one such of you.  The jobs you will be doing...it will feed this side of you.  Sate you.”

Lizzy could barely understand her words.  She knew only of the throbbing need to come.  The madness of the tension that was clouding her thoughts.

“Just say yes, Lizzy.  Just say yes and I will allow you to come and serve us.  Say yes and be mine.”

Without a moment’s hesitation pleaded to Dr. Frohm.  “Yes!  Please yes!  A thousand times yes!  Just let me come, please, I need to come. Please!  Please!”

With deliberate torture, Dr. Frohm said, “You can come when I say you can come, Lizzy.”  Dr. Frohm got off the couch and knelt between Lizzy’s legs and resumed stroking her cunt firmly.  She moved in close, grabbed the back of Lizzy's head with her free hand and pulled her close for a deep and passionate kiss.  Her tongue explored Lizzy’s mouth without resistance and it sent a shock of electricity down the back of Lizzy’s neck right to her clit.  There was something about this kiss.  It wasn’t just lust, there was more behind it.  Perhaps under different circumstances it might have been Dr. Frohm’s way of telling Lizzy she loved her, in her own strange way.  

Dr. Frohm broke the kiss off first, and increased the tempo of her hand, pumping in and out.

“Will you serve us, Lizzy?”

“Yes!”

“Will you obey unswervingly??

“Yes!”

“Willing to follow any command, perform any task?”

“Yes!”

“Do you swear it?”

“Yes!  Yes I swear!”  

“Then come for me.”

Lizzy’s body shook as if it had been struck by lightning.  As if every nerve passed unmeasurable amounts of blue electricity throughout every fiber of her body.  Dr. Frohm felt a gush of liquid ejaculate out of Lizzy’s cunt and soak her hand.  

“Yes! Yes! Yes!” Lizzy wailed over and over again. Slowly her ‘Yes’ began to grow soft as a wave of familiar lethargy swept over her body.  That pull to close her eyes and drift into sleep was so appealing to her.  She had so many questions though.  So much left unanswered.  She wanted to speak but found it was easier not to.  Easier to just close her eyes and let her thoughts grow dim; her limbs grow even heavier, and to surrender to the sleep.

“So we’ll see you tomorrow then?”

It took Lizzy a moment.  Hadn’t she just sat down in a lecture hall?  Like literally seconds ago.  How did she get in Dr. Frohm’s office? She noticed a clock on Dr. Frohm’s desk. 5:00!  Had she been here all day?  Of course that must mean-

“That you’ve been accepted into Severance employment?” Dr. Frohm finished her thought cheerfully. “Yes!  And congratulations!  You did some mighty fine work today!  And also congratulations on being the one on the outside...though I can tell you in complete honesty, the ‘inside’ you enjoys her job immensely.  Here’s a copy of the contract you’ve signed, plus your signing bonus.”

 Dr. Frohm handed over a large unsealed envelope.  Lizzy pulled out the documents and gave them a once over.  The terms were extremely generous.  More than she’d expected really.  Much more..  She recognized her own signature but of course, had no memory of signing it.  She looked at the signing bonus and could barely restrain herself.

“Hokey smokes!  This is...uh...”

“Generous?  Yes.  But after your evaluation there were several interested parties vying for your talents.  Quite a bidding war actually.”

“See!” Lizzy beamed. “I always get put down because of my mathematics background, but boom!  Here we are!  So am I working in cryptology?  Defense design?”

Dr. Frohm remained silent and let Lizzy answer her own question.

“Right!  Gotcha!”

“So?  Any other questions?”

“So...where do I go tomorrow?  And how does the uh...the change over work? Is that the right word?”

Dr. Frohm smiled.  “We call it the ‘transition’.  All you have to do is walk back into my office tomorrow, have a seat there and your ‘inside’ you will emerge.  

“Oh, so like some sort of hypnotic trigger?”

“Something like that.”

Dr. Frohm rose from behind her desk and extended her hand.  Lizzy stood and shook it.

“It’s really been such a pleasure spending the day with you, Lizzy,” she said in earnest. “I realize the ‘outside’ you doesn’t know me very well, but remember I just spent the last 8 hours with your other half, and I have to say you are quite intelligent and charming.  I’m looking forward to spending more time with you.”

“Thank you Dr. Frohm.  I’m really glad this worked out...though I have to say I’m terribly curious about what kind of work I’m doing...but I know I know...I know that I can’t know!”  

Lizzy turned to leave but stopped by the door and turned around.

“Oh one more thing, is there any going to be any residual effects on my outside self from my inside work?”

Dr. Frohm smiled with feigned innocence.  “There shouldn’t be.  Although your ‘inside’ self did make a request...more of a gift really.  She told me not to tell you.  She wanted it to be a surprise.”

Lizzy laughed at the notion that this other self was now a completely different person.  “Oh well, please thank her, or rather me, for me...damn this can get confusing!  I’ll see you tomorrow!

“Good night Lizzy.” Dr. Frohm watched Lizzy leave. She gently rubbed her palms together, as if pantomiming a movie villain as she thought about the night Lizzy was about to enjoy.   

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