The two of us walked in silence, passing hundreds of fellow students as they milled about the campus doing whatever weekend tasks they had or congregated at the food stalls to eat. The sun was approaching the horizon, and we walked towards it with purpose. After a few minutes, Christy finally decided to break the ice for the first time since we left.

“Hey, um, Julie…” she asked nervously. “So, you and Violet-”

I sighed annoyedly. “Just wait until we get there, I’d rather not speak about it in public.” I looked back in time to see her eyes drop to the floor, and I realized it probably came across way more abrasive than intended. “Sorry, it’s just… it’s a little bit of a sensitive topic, and I don’t want info falling on prying ears. I’ll explain it when we get there, but let’s just say that she’s… oh, what’s the right word…”

“Short-sighted?” Christy offered.

“Well, I was going to say ‘a dumbass’, but let’s be nice and go with yours!” I sarcastically responded as I flashed her a smile, earning a small chuckle from her. “Plus, for reasons I’ll explain when we get there, I’m… just a little bit absolutely livid right now. I know how I tend to get when I’m angry, and I’m trying to save you from getting caught in the crossfire.” I explained, a frown quickly replacing the smile I just put on.

“O-Oh, okay.” She responded solemnly, looking down at her feet.

I placed my hand on her shoulder reassuringly. “It’s okay, you did nothing wrong. Once I’ve explained the situation to everyone else and cooled off a little, I’ll make sure to answer all your questions, okay?”

She gave me a smile and an understanding nod back. That seemed to placate her for the time being, and we continued heading westward across campus. It wasn’t long before we arrived at the comp sci dorms, and another minute later I was knocking on a very familiar dorm room. The door swung open, and a tall girl with blue dyed hair greeted us.

“Oh, hey Julie! How’s it going?” Chase swung the door open and motioned us in, and Christy nervously followed behind. Chase closed the door, then extended her hand out for a handshake. “So, who’ve you brought this time? My name’s Chase, by the way, nice to meetcha!”

“This is Christy, and we can drop the pretenses. She’s fresh off the brainwashing press, so I wanted to introduce her to you two.” I scanned the room, my eyes landing on the athletic girl sitting on Jas’ bed. “Oh, hey Amber! I didn’t realize you were here, too!” 

She immediately rushed over to give me a big bear hug. “Hey Julie! I actually came here for tutoring, since Goddess was busy with… I’m assuming you, then?” She pointed at Christy, then offered up her own handshake. “I’m Amber, nice to meet you!”

Christy nervously took her hand, which Amber vigorously shook. “Christy, nice to meet you. So, are both of you…?”

“They’re all helplessly enthralled to your new Mistress.” I explained as we all walked back towards the beds. “We seem to be missing one, though. Chase, where’d our favorite blondie run off too?”

My question was answered mere moments later with the sound of a flushing toilet and the bathroom door opening. Out stepped Jas, wearing some pink pajamas with cute little emoticon designs patterned all over. Her eyes lit up as she recognized me, and she waved casually towards Christy. “Ah, the prodigal writer returns! I was wondering how long that would actually take. Oh, right, she wiped your memory of that day - um, I’m Jasmine, pleased to meet you!” Christy nervously shifted her handshake to Jas, who accepted it and brought her in for a hug.

“Christy, though it sounds like you already knew that. You’ll have to catch me up to speed on that, I guess?” Christy chuckled nervously as she settled onto the foot of Chase’s bed.

Jas walked over to her own bed, grabbing her laptop and flopping onto the pillows. “Eh, there’s not much to say. Mistress wanted to take it slow, so the first time she hypnotized you she made you forget about it.” She then glanced back at me. “Speaking of, where is she? I thought she’d want to be here with us.”

I sat on the foot of Jas’ bed, exhausted. “She’s in our dorm, sleeping. She got this real terrible headache while dealing with Christy here, and trust me when I say that she really needed some time alone after this latest train wreck.” Dammit me, phrasing! “Um, sorry Christy, I was referring to how she handled you, not uh, you know…”

Christy made a polite dismissive gesture at me as my cheeks flushed red. At the same time, Chase began laughing hysterically while Jas rubbed her eyes and let out a long groan. “Alright, lay it on me: how’d she manage to screw it up this time?” She bemoaned as she fished out a $5 bill from her bag and passed it over to Chase’s waiting hand.

I couldn’t help but laugh at her utterly jaded response as I explained to them what just happened not too long ago.

“Well, credit where credit’s due,” Chase piped in, “it wasn’t a terrible idea. Mistress just fumbled the execution.”

Jas grumbled something that sounded very un-slavelike under her breath as she rhythmically banged her laptop against her head.

I chuckled at the two of them. “Yeah, I pretty much said exactly what both of you said. But, hey, it worked out in the end. Even if I had to clean up her mess in the end.” I grumbled.

“I’m shocked you even offered to do that in the first place, honestly.” Amber responded from on top of the desk. “It’s barely been a week since the whole Sumi thing, and only a few days since you two made up. Did she use her magic powers on you or something?”

I shook my head. “No, I’ve gotten really good at telling when she’s using her powers now. It’s like a… a sixth sense now, I can feel the power radiating out of her when she uses her powers.”

“I think that’s what tipped me off that something was wrong, I might’ve felt her powers trying to control me. Also, wait, I thought you said you didn’t have powers like us?” Christy asked from the foot of Chase’s bed.

“I don’t!” I confidently replied. “But having seen her do it so much, and having been on the receiving end of it so often, I’ve kinda become… attuned to it? I can tell when she uses it, and she hasn’t tried to infiltrate my mind - well, infiltrate it seriously at least - since we made up. She used it on me earlier today to demonstrate it for Christy, and I could feel her powers emanating from her before she even channeled them into me.”

I’ll give Vi credit, that was a sweet gesture. She really does seem to be trying.

She could be trying harder, though. One day I’ll get her to stop mind-raping every damn girl she comes across, but for now… I’ll take my victories where I can get them.

“Oh, that reminds me,” Christy spoke up, shaking me out of my thoughts, “you said you were going to explain the whole situation between you and Violet to me. Because, honestly, I’m very confused by you two. Are you actually her slave too? How were you the one to actually brainwash me just now if you don’t have powers? And, if I’m allowed to ask, what’s that situation Amber mentioned about your friend?”

I chuckled a little bit, then gave a knowing smirk to Jas that she immediately returned. “Oh boy, one thing at a time. Might as well start from the beginning, since pretty much everyone’s here.” I sat up, clapped my hands, and theatrically motioned towards everyone. “Strap in, Christy, and allow us to weave you the long and odious tale of how your little Mistress has managed to screw up almost everything leading up to you!”

The sound of knocking on the door woke me up from my pitiful attempts to rest and shake off this very annoying headache.

Is that Julie knocking? Surely it hasn’t been that long, right? A quick look at my phone confirmed that yes, it had only been roughly half an hour. If she forgot something, she would’ve just opened the door with her student badge. And it’s Julie, so I highly doubt she forgot her badge.

Damn it, that means I need to check it, huh? Why’d someone have to show up now of all times?

“Hello? Julie, Violet, are either of you in there?” A familiar voice rang out from the other side.

Oh God, it’s her. Fuuuuuck, there’s really no getting out of this now…

Slightly louder knocking ensued as I slowly clambered to feet and shambled my way over to the door, grumbling something loud enough to let them know I was coming to greet them. I pulled down the handle, swung the door open, and someone I immediately recognized stood just beyond the doorway.

“Hey! Violet, right?” The raven-haired, tanned tomboy from next door asked. She was wearing a tank top and yoga pants, and she had a pair of shades hanging from her chest. I could only assume she was heading out to the gym, and decided to stop by my room first. “My roommate said that you’ve been pretty loud over the last couple of weeks, so I wanted to warn you before we had to file a noise complaint or something. It’s been surprisingly hard to catch you or Julie while either of you are here given our different schedules, y’know?”

I instantly recognized the woman in front of me as Gabriella Lopez, since she’s both my neighbor and the person assigned to handle dorm disputes for our floor. She’s also a student here, a biology major a year ahead of Julie and I, and from the times I’ve interacted with her she seemed pretty nice. Unfortunately, I knew from an incident between people down the hall earlier this year that she was quite prudent and took her job of dorm cop way too seriously for the slave wage she got from it. 

God fucking damn it, NOW of all times?!?!? Ugh, I’ll just get this over with and go back to sleep…

“Hi, Gabby.” I replied, mustering as much positivity as I could. Which was apparently not much. “Sorry, I’ve got a monstrous headache that won’t go away, and you woke me up from trying to sleep it off.”

Instantly her hazel eyes turned up and she apologized. “Oh, sorry about that! I’ll try to make this quick, then! It’ll just take a minute, I promise!”

Ugh, whatever. I can stand another minute of her yapping. Probably.

“Alright, what’s the deal?” I asked begrudgingly as I leaned onto the doorframe.

“Well, Liz said that earlier this week she was in her room - y’know, next door - and she heard some… sounds coming from your room. She didn’t get into specifics, but said it was very loud and might’ve involved shouting? I just wanted to check in, make sure you and Julie are doing fine together, see if there’s something I could do to help.”

I don’t remember being all that loud recently. Unless…

Ohhh, her roommate overheard Julie yelling at me after we made up.

“Oh, uh, yeah. We did have a bit of an argument. It’s better now, we made up and everything but…” I clumsily explained, closing my eyes and leaning my head into the forearm I placed on the doorframe.

“Oh, that’s good! She did mention hearing some other things besides that through the wall, so please make sure to be considerate of others going forward!” She cheerfully remarked.

My eyes immediately shot wide open.

Wait, other things?

What does she…

…

Oh shit. 

Oh shit oh shit oh shit, “not good” doesn’t even begin to describe what she might’ve overheard!

I… I need to investigate, and nip this problem in the bud immediately.

I allowed my legs to give out for a moment, and I stumbled into the doorframe. I pretended to be a little woozy as Gabby immediately rushed forward to support me. “Oh jeez! Vi, are you sure you’re okay?” Gabby asked, her voice pleading with concern. 

“Yeah, I should be fine…” I said, feigning weariness as I pretended to stumble a little more. “…Or not. Can you… help me to my bed?”

“Sure!” She took my arm and carried me over to the bed, and as we shuffled I began channeling my magic invisibly. As soon as I felt her mind, I immediately began slipping in thoughts.

I should help Violet.

I flopped back on the bed, and Gabby crouched down next to me. “Are you sure you’re okay? I can go grab someone to-”

“No no no, I’ll be fine.” I said in my most convincingly sick tone. “If I need that, Julie will be back later. She’s… already used to saving my bacon, to be honest. Just, uh, will you hear out what happened earlier this week?”

I should listen to Violet.

“Um, sure! I was going to come back later, but if you’re, y’know, willing to do it now, then…”

I should focus on Violet.

“Thanks, better to get it done now than later.” I said wearily. “So, yeah, me and Julie got in an argument. It was over something I did with one of her friends. I… I did something I shouldn’t have done, and I should’ve known better, and it hurt Julie. I hashed it out with her, and we made up around the middle of the week. Things got a little heated during it. But I helped her relax and talked her through it.”

I need to focus on Violet’s story.

“Oh, that sounds serious.” Gabby remarked. “It’s good that you two made up, though!”

“Yeah, once she had relaxed it didn’t take much to come to an understanding. She sometimes gets way too stressed out, so I often have to help her relax. Usually I just talk like this, in a nice, rhythmic way, and help her through some meditation. I used the same kind of thing then, talked to her about relaxing in this soothing tone of voice, and I could just see all the tension leave her shoulders as I spoke.”

I should relax and listen to Violet.

“Yeah, it’s… nice…” Gabby breathed gently, obviously enraptured by my words. I kept staring up at Julie’s bunk to keep up the façade just in case, but I didn’t need to see her face to know what she probably looked like right now.

“Yeah, Julie always told me it felt really nice, having me talk her through relaxation like this. She would take nice deep breaths, and then imagine all the muscles in her body relaxing. Every breath in sends a wave of relaxation through her, every breath out releases all her stress and anxiety from her body. She just has to listen along and visualize what I tell her, and she drops into a relaxed state immediately.”

I should relax and follow Violet’s instructions.

“Then I’d tell her how to enter a state of trance, just like we do when we practice hypnosis. It’s a hobby of mine, and very close to the meditation she already does. It’d tell her that her eyes are getting heavy, that she’s feeling so relaxed, and that she wants to go deeper. I’d then raise up my hand and tell her that when I snap my fingers, she’d fall into a deep hypnotic sleep for me. Every breath would bring her closer to falling under, and she would barely be able to hold her eyes open.”

I raised my arm up, poised to snap. I finally looked over, and the poor girl was practically zonked out already. Her eyes were foggy and constantly blinking, like she could barely keep them open a second longer.

I want to be hypnotized by Violet.

Her eyelids fluttered slightly at that last thought, but she remained firmly spaced out.

“Very good Gabby. You find that you love listening to my words as they bring you deeper into relaxation. And the moment I snap my fingers, you’ll drop into a nice, deep trance for me. So let yourself relax completely now, as you sleep.”

I snapped my fingers, and Gabby’s eyes slammed shut. She remained on her knees, but her torso crumbled forward and she nestled her head on my right arm. I reached over with my other hand and began brushing her hair gently as I cut off my thought-infiltrating powers.

Man, I have GOT to come up with a better name for that ability later. Maybe I could have Christy come up with a cool-

No! Stop it, me! Focus! 

I shook my head before addressing the hypnotized hispanic girl snoozing on my arm. “Such a good girl, relaxing so deep for me. I want you to imagine a whiteboard, and this will represent your mind. Currently, it’s filled with lots of marks and scribbles: these are all your thoughts, stresses, and worries. Unfortunately, it’s making your mind work very hard to deal with all these cluttered thoughts. So, to help you relax more, I want you to erase all of them: when I snap my fingers I want you to grab the eraser and just start cleaning them all out. Every mark erased will send you deeper and deeper into relaxation, as your mind completely relaxes until it is perfectly blank. Start erasing those thoughts now, erasing every last thought… from your… mind…?”

I couldn’t stop my confidence from wavering slightly as the moment I snapped my fingers, Gabby straightened up, reached toward my right hand, and… “grabbed” isn’t the right word, it was more like a claw game at an arcade failing to pick up a stuffed animal but continuing onwards like it had. She then reached up with that hand and began rhythmically sweeping the air, back and forth. I sat there utterly dumbfounded for a moment, my mouth hanging wide open as I stared at her.

What’s she… wait, is she “erasing the whiteboard” like I told her to? Holy shit, that’s… either she’s super deep already, or she’s just a very tactile learner. I think I read that some people are like this in hypnosis, but it’s rare. Maybe she’s a sleepwalker? I think those studies showed a correlation.

Either way, neat!

I slowly inched my way towards the foot of my bed, careful not to disturb her as I got up from my bed. “Very good, make sure you erase every last spot. Nothing matters except erasing everything, if you hear anything except my voice you’ll ignore it and keep wiping.” I stood up and walked over to the door, poked my head out to make sure nobody was nearby, and softly closed it. I looked back and Gabby was standing up now, waving her cupped hand back and forth around the foot of Julie’s bed. “Very good, have you finished cleaning it completely?”

“Almost…” she slurred, stepping up onto her toes to start sweeping up towards the ceiling. She shuffled carefully back to the left, and a few moments later, her arm dropped to her side.

“Done.” She stated softly as her arm dropped to her side. 

I took a moment to more carefully observe the person I had just hypnotized. I hadn’t really interacted with Gabby much before today, we were introduced to each other at the beginning of the semester and mostly kept to ourselves. She had a relatively nice figure: she wasn’t quite as toned as Amber, but I could see more muscle definition in certain places due to her tight clothes.

I ripped my eyes away from her modest rack to look up at her face. Her mouth was hanging open, and I could see her eyelids fluttering slightly. Underneath them, I could see her eyes bouncing around the cavity, trying to look at whatever her mind was creating. Confident that she was deep enough, I pulled back one eyelid out of curiosity; sure enough, she made no notice of it, and her eyes continued to dart around seemingly at random.

Maybe now that her mind has been emptied, she’s subconsciously searching for something to hold onto?

I circled behind her, tenderly trailing my hand along her arms and back. “Very good, your mind is now clean, blank, empty, and relaxed. A pure white canvas that I can write my suggestions upon. In fact, you’ll find that anything I write here now will become the truth: your mind will readily accept whatever I write into it, accepting it as a core of your being from the deepest parts of your mind. It’s so deep that not even your eraser would be able to remove it, it’s just a part of who you are.

“Now, I’m going to write the following into your mind, and it will become a natural part of your subconscious that you must always follow. What I’ll write is this: ‘whenever I hear Violet say the phrase “Sleepy Time Gabby”, I will immediately fall back into this state even if I’m fully awake.’ Can you see me write those words into your mind, becoming permanently affixed to the board?”

“Y-yesss…” Gabby sighed.

“Perfect, let those words become one with your mind. What will you do when I say ‘Sleepy Time Gabby’ to you?”

“Relax… back down…” she muttered sleepily.

“Very good, on the count of 5 you’ll wake up out of this state.”

I counted to 5 and snapped my fingers, and her eyes fluttered back open as awareness returned to her.

“Woah… what…” she looked down at my bed, then slowly turned to face me with surprise plastered all over her face. “Wait, weren’t you just-”

“Sleepy Time Gabby.”

Immediately her eyes shut and her legs gave out. I only barely managed to wrap my arms around her torso and pull her in before she fell backwards and slammed into the wall. She was completely limp in my arms, her head lolling backwards as I tried to keep her upright.

“Gabby, your legs are able to keep you upright while the rest of your body and mind relax deeply. As you find your footing, your legs will support you while you drop deeper into mindless relaxation.” I felt her feet shuffle, and as I slowly released her she stood with her chest and head hanging forwards. I brushed her hair out of the way and looked at her face, which was pretty much as sleepy and relaxed as before.

Well, she’s definitely under my influence now. I wasn’t expecting to have to enslave two people today, but I guess that’s just what ended up happening. Anyways! First up is finding out what she knows.

“Gabby, now that you’re feeling so relaxed and open right now, I want you to tell me everything you know about the noise complaint.” I cooed softly into her ear.

“Can’t.” She bluntly replied with a monotone voice.

The sheer audacity of the statement sent me reeling back. “Wha-?! Excuse me, whyyyyy…?”

“Rules say I shouldn’t… confidential…” she explained slowly.

Wow. Just… wow. That is some serious dedication. I don’t think I will ever meet another goody-two-shoes as utterly stalwart as her. 

Also, fuck. She’s going to be a tough nut to crack even with hypnosis, then.

…Or, maybe I can use that nature against her…?

I grinned as a diabolical plan formed in my head.

Alright, let’s just play this out safely. I really don’t need another Christy today.

“Very good Gabby, very good. You’re such a good role model, following all of the rules to a tee and making sure that everyone stays in line. You pride yourself on being diligent with your job, don’t you?”

“Yeah… someone’s gotta do it… might as well be me…” she mumbled towards the floor.

“Exactly, it’s a thankless job but someone has to do it. And you might as well take pride in that, because you do a good job of it!” I heard her mumble a thank you in response. “But, you’ve forgotten a few small things that I need to remind you of. Do you know what they are?”

She shook her head, and her body swayed along with it.

“Go ahead and stand up straight, so you can look at your whiteboard.” Slowly her body rose up until she was standing at attention, eyes closed and hair messily strewn across her face. “Good girl. There’s a few things you forgot, so I’m going to write them on your whiteboard, right below the previous one, so you never forget them. Let’s start it off with: ‘My most important job, above all else, is being Violet’s servant.’ It’s very simple, but you know deep in your core now that it’s been written here that it’s true. The most important thing to you is serving me, it’s a thankless job that you are happy to burden yourself with!

“Next, let’s write the following: ‘I love being Violet’s servant, it fills me with pride and happiness unlike any other job.’ You take your jobs very seriously, so it only makes sense that your most important job - serving me, of course - fills you with the most pride and happiness as you do it. Every order I give, and every action you complete for me, makes you feel bliss unlike anything else. Your previous job absolutely pales in comparison to your new role, because it makes you feel so incredibly rewarded and fulfilled for doing it. 

“And one last thing to write down: ‘I love Violet, and I will do anything if it means serving Violet.’ If you love being my servant, then it only makes sense that you love your employer as well! This job is so important to you, you’re so duty-bound to it, that nothing else matters compared to serving me. You would happily do anything at all to fulfill your duties, no matter what.

“So, Gabby, tell me honestly: what is your most important job?”

“Serving you…” she droned.

“And how does serving me make you feel?”

“Really good… happy and… proud…”

“Would you do anything to serve me?”

“Yes… Anything…”

I couldn’t help myself from grinning wickedly at her responses. “Perfect! I’ll count to 5, and when I reach 5 you’ll wake up having fully accepted these truths into the core of your being.”

I did as I said, and with a few snaps Gabby raised her head up sleepily and brushed her hair from her face. “Hmm? What was… Oh, Violet-” Immediately she slammed her hands over her mouth as her cheeks flushed red with embarrassment. “I-I’m sorry, Ms. Hanamori, how are you feeling? I thought you were about to pass out a moment ago, no?” She straightened up immediately and bowed her head slightly out of her newfound respect.

I chuckled lightly. “I think I’m fine now, thank you.” 

Come to think of it, my headache finally disappeared! Maybe the painkillers finally kicked in. Or maybe it’s the adrenaline rush. 

…I really hope it’s not the latter, I’ve felt that crash far too many times this week to be healthy.

“Oh, good!” Gabby happily remarked, completely nonplussed about my sudden change in demeanor. “Well, we were going to talk about the, y’know, noise complaint issue, right?”

“Ah, yes, that.” I walked back over to the office chair and flopped into it, leaning back as far as the cheap plastic would allow. “First off, would you grab my drink from next to the bed? I spent a lot of energy just now, and I need something to help me recharge.”

“Oh, sure thing!” Gabby gleefully responded as she immediately ran over to grab my half-empty sports drink and bring it back. “Here you go, Miss!”

“Perfect, thank you!” I replied, earning a happy giggle from my newest slave. “You’re such a good servant, you know that?”

Gabby blushed and looked away bashfully. “I-I’m just doing my job! You don’t have to thank me. Helping you is… the most important thing to me.”

Wow, she’s taken to her suggestions extremely fast. Good thinking, me!

I chugged down the rest of the drink, and immediately felt my energy replenish. “Ah, that hit the spot!” I tossed the empty bottle into our small little trash can, then turned back to Gabby and crossed my legs. “Now, what I really want to know with regards to the noise complaint is exactly what your roommate told you she overheard. You can tell me that, right?”

Gabby’s body stiffened, and she cast her eyes to the side. “I… but, that’s confidential… I’m not supposed to…”

I straightened my posture, leaning forward and narrowing my eyebrows at her. “Is that insubordination I hear?” I asked accusingly as I stared her down.

Immediately, she stared at me with fervent worry welling up to the surface. “W-What? No, I-”

“And here I thought you just told me that serving me was the most important job to you.” I said condescendingly as I turned my chair away dramatically. “I guess you really don’t love me or this job. What a shame, if you won’t serve me properly then I’ll just have to dismiss you and find someone-”

“No, please!” Gabby begged desperately as she dropped to her knees next to me. “Anything but that! I-I’ll tell you everything! Just, please, let me continue being your servant! I love serving you so much, it truly is the most important thing in my life!”

I turned back to face her, and she was already sobbing as she pleaded to me with clasped hands. “Oh, fine,” I sighed dramatically as a crafty smirk rose to my face, “you can stay. But strip naked as punishment while you tell me exactly what she said.”

A brief flash of shock was overtaken by pure elation as she immediately obeyed with a wide, ecstatic smile on her face. “Th-Thank you, ma’am! I promise to do better from now on! Um, Liz told me that she heard shouting from the room next door, and for a little while she’s been hearing some… y’know, other noises pretty frequently.” As she explained, her sports bra joined her tank top on the floor in front of her. “She was a little vague on what else she heard but I can… assume what she meant. She mentioned hearing multiple things, like the shouting, and those other things were enough for her to be concerned about what’s been going on over here. I told her I’d talk to you or Julie the next chance I got to sort it out, and, well, y’know, here we are.” Her pants and undergarments joined the heap in front of her, and she moved her arms to cover her privates as she stood there uncomfortably.

“Has anyone else come to you with noise complaints against us, or have you heard any rumors about it?” I asked.

“N-No ma’am, nobody else. Just, y’know, Liz.” She replied meekly, her eyes darting around as her blush deepened.

Hmmm, so she’s probably just heard us fucking each other at best, or talking about my magic and slaves at worst. I absolutely can’t take my chances with this, I need to take action as soon as possible. Luckily, I have the perfect double agent for this standing right in front of me!

I got up from my chair, and walked over to Gabby. Her eyes trailed up to meet mine nervously, and she gasped as I gripped one of her tits and began rubbing. “M-Ma’am?! I know you’re my boss, b-but…?” She responded, her voice trembling slightly.

Boss? Oh, I kinda like the sound of that…

“First off, no more ‘ma’am’ or ‘Ms. Hanamori’ from you; you’ll call me ‘Boss’ from now on, okay?” I ordered as I continued groping her.

“Um, alright B-Boss!” She confirmed, a smile of hypnotic satisfaction cracking through her embarrassed exterior for a brief moment.

“Next, as my servant,” I grabbed both her nipples and gave a nice tug, eliciting a small yelp in response, “it’s only natural that you should allow me to do whatever I want with you. So you’re okay with me playing with your body like this, right?”

“S-Sure Boss, a-anything you want!” She said happily, her nervousness finally crumbling under the overpowering ecstasy her conditioning was force-feeding her.

“Good. The third thing is that we need to keep this job a secret: to anyone outside this room, unless I specifically say so, we are to keep this job top secret. You won’t refer to me as Boss in public, or act any different from how you would’ve acted earlier today unless we are in private. This must remain completely under wraps, are we clear?”

“C-Crystal!” She cheerfully saluted as she responded.

I quit playing with the girl's breasts and returned to my seat, leaving her gasping as she recovered. “Perfect. The last thing, Gabby, is that I have a very special assignment I’m going to need you to complete for me. Are you up to the task?”

She fervently nodded her head. “A-Absolutely, Boss! What can I do for you?” She replied ecstatically.

I grinned. “Well, it turns out that I have an opening for another servant like you, and I think your roommate would be a perfect fit.”

“And you are going to help me… convince her.”