“Hi there,” Sue said enthusiastically as she marched fearlessly up to a group of lesbians chatting in the back of the gay bar. They gave her some dubious stares, until Sue thrust the blushing Sasha forward. “Have you met my friend Sasha yet?”
    Before Sasha could say anything, Sue patted her hard on the back, making Sasha’s huge tits bounce and capturing the full attention of the group of women. Sasha was humiliated being the center of attention like this, and yet she felt electric vibrations running through her as the lesbians stared at her tits with open appreciation. Face blushing red, she simply stood there quietly and let herself be ogled.
    “I don’t think we’ve had the pleasure yet.” 
    Sasha glanced over at the woman who’d spoken and her eyes went wide. She was leaning up against the wall, dressed in a black leather jacket and boots. Her short blonde hair was mussed up, one side shaved short, and all Sasha could think was that she had to be a movie star. She offered Sasha a friendly smile that made her heart melt. “I’m Elle.”
    “I-I’m Sasha,” she answered nervously.
    Sue grinned, smelling blood in the water, and pushed Sasha closer to the biker chick. “She’s my best friend at work.”
    “Oh really?”
    Sasha would have been surprised to hear Sue say something as impossible as calling them best friends, except her eyes were glued to Elle’s toned stomach, her midriff left exposed. On her right hip were some dark lines of ink snaking out of her tight fitting pants, and Sasha couldn’t help but imagine what the rest of the tattoo looked like.
    Then she noticed that Elle had caught her staring and blushed deeply.
    Elle smirked. “So what do you two do?”
    Sasha smiled gratefully at her. She could chat about computers for hours. That was comfortable territory for her. As she went to open her mouth, though, Sue cut her off.
    “Ugh, works boring. The important thing to know is that Sasha is newly interested in women, is single,” she sang the last word, winking, “And most important of all, she has the greatest tits I’ve ever seen.”
    Sasha went bright red. “Sue…” she whined, slumping her shoulders and instinctively trying to hide her face in the huge sweaters she normally wore. This time, however, Sasha had left her sweater behind. Now she was only wearing a thin tanktop, her black bra clearly exposed through it, and ducking her chin while hiking up her shoulders only made her impressive rack stand out more.
    Elle just stared, her cool composure gone. “They are pretty great.”
    Hearing that, Sasha shuddered in delight. Part of her wanted to run and hide, but the rest of her wanted to figure out how to get Elle to keep complimenting her tits. For a mad moment she had the urge to pull her top down and flash Elle, but Sasha couldn’t do that. Everyone would see her tits… and they’d all stare… and all the women would want her… Elle would want her… want her amazing tits… and it would make her so wet…
    Elle clapped her on the shoulder and Sasha snapped back to attention, blushing as she asked, “Did you say something?”
    “I was talking about your friend,” Elle said, pointing back at Sue. Sasha saw that while she had spaced out, two of the women from the group were talking with her, pointedly giving room for Elle to talk to Sasha alone. “She seems a little too eager to set you up.”
    Sasha shook her head. “Sue is just trying to help. I think.”
    “Not that you need such a hard sell. I really like your punk look, Sasha.”
    Sasha blinked in confusion, staring back at her. “Punk?” 
    How could anyone think she looked punk? Sasha caught her reflection in a pane of glass and was shocked at what she saw. She’d forgotten that she was wearing Dani’s torn up jeans, which hung low off of her shorter hips. All at once she felt how exposed her own legs were in the frayed holes that covered the pants, showing off plenty of skin. Wearing such torn up pants with a thin tanktop, of course someone would mistakenly think she was being sexy. But she wasn’t being sexy. Sasha didn’t even know how to be sexy.
    Elle grinned. “I’m just saying you look pretty hot.”
    Sasha felt another surge of warm joy run through her, and quickly looked away to try and hide her nervous smile. Did a woman this sexy just call her hot? There was that gorgeous black woman at the bar who’d hit on her too. Was… was she really sexy?
    “Th-they’re not my pants. I’m just borrowing them.”
    “You should ask to keep them.” Elle reached out and slid her fingers along one of the torn holes in the jeans. Sasha felt Elle’s smooth fingers grazing her leg and shivered with delight.
    “I- I can’t do that.”
    “I’m sure your friend would be willing to help you out.” She was still rubbing her hand along the jeans, rubbing her hand along Sasha’s hips, and Sasha was amazed that Elle was so close now. Sasha caught Elle’s arm, but instead of pulling the other girl’s hand away, she started to rub her hand along the sleeve of the leather jacket. Just to feel the material, she told herself.
    Elle grinned again, and Sasha couldn’t stop staring at her lips. This girl wanted her. She really wanted to sleep with her, and Sasha was so happy that she felt lightheaded.
    “Dani’s not my friend,” Sasha mumbled, not knowing what to say. “She kinda bullies me all the time.”
    Elle nodded sympathetically. “That sucks, but at least you work with Sue who seems nice. If insistent.”
    Sasha let Elle move closer, still staring at her plump lips. “Actually Sue kinda hates me too.”
    “So this Dani bullies you, but gave you her pants, and Sue hates you but is aggressively trying to help you get laid?” Elle fixed her with a curious look. “You seem to lead a pretty interesting life, Sasha.”
    Sasha blushed. “Not really. I’m boring. This is just… an off day.”
    “Why don’t you tell me about it?” Elle slipped closer and Sasha opened her mouth, overcome with the urge to kiss her. Just as she tilted her head up to kiss Elle, her eyes suddenly shot open and she fled. Sasha ran off into the crowd of the bar, getting some strange looks.
    “Sasha?”
    She looked back, feeling guilt as Elle stared after her with a confused and hurt expression. But Sasha’s heart was pounding, her anxiety was in full red alert, and she just had to get out of there. Then she saw Sue waving to her as the Asian girl popped up beside Elle.
    “Don’t worry, Sasha, I’ll grab her number for you!”
    Sasha escaped away through the bar, wondering what the hell was wrong with Sue for trying to hook her up with someone like this.
    But more importantly, what the hell was wrong with her that she wanted to run when an absolutely stunning woman wanted to kiss her?
    Sasha had been blindly making her way back to the table, when she suddenly bumped into Dani.
    “Woah, where’s the fire?”
    “I almost kissed a girl,” Sasha said, panic in her voice.
    Dani raised an eyebrow. “Well, a lesbian bar would be the place for it. Was the girl cute?”
    Sasha thought about Elle and felt her heart race. “She was really cute.”
    “And do you see anything wrong with kissing another girl?”
    Sasha’s eyes fell to the floor. “Not really. I don’t know, she just tried to kiss me and I panicked.”
    “That’s obvious. I’m just trying to figure out why you panicked.”
    Sasha started to push past her. “I should just go. I made a fool of myself and I-”
    Dani grabbed her shoulders and forced Sasha to look at her. “Take a deep breath. Relax.”
    At the word ‘relax’ Sasha felt her eyes get heavy, and immediately a sense of calm washed over her, like someone had tucked a warm, thick blanket over her shoulders. Sasha let out a long breath.
    “Thanks, I needed that.”
    For some reason Dani twitched at that, a faint gasp escaping her. “Great. I’m glad- glad I could help.” Dani had a glazed expression on her face, but shook her head hard. “Anyway, just tell me what’s wrong. What made you want to run away?”
    “I was just worried that-” Sasha stopped and blushed. She was about to confide in Dani. The girl who’d been terrorizing her for months now. Yesterday the idea of opening up to Dani would have been impossible, but for some reason she sensed that Dani truly wanted to help her. She had been nice today, after all. And Dani had let her borrow her pants.
    “I just… what if I’m no good at kissing?”
    Dani laughed, but stopped when she saw Sasha frowning. “Sorry, I’m not laughing at you, promise. Believe me, if someone thinks you’re hot then you can be as bad of a kisser as you want. They’re just happy to be kissing you. Now, did this girl seem into you?”
    “I think so.”
    “Then if you want to kiss her, go back and do it. Trust me, you’ll be fine. It’s not like you’ve never kissed anyone before.”
    Sasha whimpered, her cheeks flushed red, and Dani’s jaw dropped. “You’ve seriously never been kissed before?”
    “I’ve been… busy.” Sasha frowned. “It’s not so easy for me. I’m not as confident as you and Sue. I can’t just do whatever I want. I’m just normal and boring and-”
    Sasha suddenly felt herself pulled in, and Dani kissed her hard on the mouth. For a moment Sasha panicked, and then the warm waves of pleasure were pulsing through her. Dani slid a hand around her waist, her tongue entering her mouth, and Sasha felt her mind drifting, like she was dreaming. Dani wanted her, and the simple knowledge of that made Sasha’s body heat up wonderfully.
    Before Sasha knew it she was kissing Dani back, their tongues dancing. Or at least Dani’s tongue was dancing, while Sasha became quickly aware that she had no idea of what she was doing. But then bright pleasure went off in her head and she moaned into the kiss, losing track of herself again. Her tongue began to flick back against Dani’s as she copied what the other girl did to her.
    When Dani finally broke the kiss Sasha just stood there dazed, her mouth hanging open. Her head felt full of cotton, and she was suddenly very wet and horny.
    “Sasha, you’re hot. You’re awesome. And you’re a good person. Any woman is gonna be lucky to hook up with you. Now just do exactly what you were doing with me and that girl is going to be more than happy. Got it?”
    Sasha was still staring in amazement, but slowly nodded. Kissing Dani should have felt strange, but oddly it almost felt… familiar. Like she’d done it before. And couldn’t wait to do it again. Sasha imagined kissing Elle instead and felt the same eager urge.
    Sasha had never known how amazing kissing was.
    “Dani…” she mumbled, just blinking awake. “I… I don’t know what to say. Thank you.”
    Dani suddenly trembled and bit her lip. “H-happy to help. Seriously.”
    Sasha rubbed at her arm, embarrassed. “Um, before I go talk to Elle, could I maybe… get a little more practice?”
    The other girl chuckled. “As long as you don’t think I’m into you or anything.”
    “I just thought it would help,” Sasha muttered, blushing. To her surprise Dani let out a quiet moan, her eyes closing halfway.
    “Anything…” Dani mumbled, grabbing Sasha around the waist. “To help…”
    This time Sasha leaned in and kissed her first, and once again she got that electric high as she felt Dani’s desire for her. To be wanted like this… it felt addicting. And Dani was kissing back just as desperately, as if she felt the same intense pleasure that was coursing through Sasha.
    “Well this is an unexpected surprise.”
    Dani and Sasha had been lost in the kiss, but now they were abruptly pulled back down to reality as they saw Sue grinning at them with a cocky smile. Sasha instinctively moved away from Dani, blushing from being caught.
    “We were just…”
    Dani suddenly stepped forward in front of Sasha, almost protectively. Hands on her hips she stared Sue down. “I was just giving Sasha some pointers about making out. Do you have a problem with that?”
    Sue laughed, a high pitched musical sound. “Hell no, I’m just pissed I didn’t think of it first.”
    Sasha blinked in surprise. “You are?”
    “Of course. I should have figured out that you haven’t had much action and would be nervous. I totally should have made out with you.”
    Now Sasha stepped forward, still amazed. “You would make out with me?”
    Sue made an insulted sound. “Duh, obviously I’d make out with you. You’re hot as shit.”
    Part of Sasha had assumed that Sue’s sudden interest in introducing her to lesbians around the bar was some kind of way of messing with her, just another cruel prank from the office diva. But if Sue would actually be up for kissing her, did that mean she really was trying to help?
    Dani still had an eyebrow raised, looking skeptical, and a strong sense of vertigo hit Sasha. Sue was genuinely attempting to hook her up with someone, and Dani was being protective of her. Just how much weirder could today get?
    “Well, if you really wanted to…” Sasha looked up shyly. “I guess I wouldn’t mind you helping me out too, Sue.”
    All at once Dani’s attitude seemed to change. She smiled playfully and put an arm around Sasha’s shoulders. “Yeah, the more the merrier. We can both help-” Dani shuddered, “Help Sasha learn how to kiss. We can take turns with her.”
    Sue eyed the two girls, a strange expression in her eyes. “Maybe I’m crazy, but I actually would be up for that.”
    Sasha’s heart pounded in her chest. Both of her coworkers would be making out with her?
    Then Sue pouted. “Too bad you didn’t pitch me that idea five minutes ago. It’s too late now.”
    “Why?” Sasha asked, crestfallen.
    But Sue reached out and patted her cheek, a sly grin on her face.
    “Because I found someone incredibly hot for you to make out with instead.”
    Sasha perked up. Maybe it was the confidence of Dani kissing her, or hearing that Sue would want to hook up with her, but Sasha suddenly didn’t feel so awkward about being setup anymore. 
    “Elle?” she asked eagerly.
    “Forget Elle,” Sue said, beckoning someone from the crowd. “I got you someone way hotter.”
    The crowd of dancing women seemed to part as an imposing black woman stepped forward, her long dreads swaying with her hips as she fixed Sasha with a warm smile. Immediately Sasha felt herself drawn to her clear blue eyes. Even Dani made a startled but happy sound beside her.
    “Hi Sasha,” Katrina said. “I had a feeling I’d run into you again.”
    “Katrina.” She said the name in a gasp, still awed by how beautiful she was, just like when they’d met at the bar.
    Sue glanced between them, surprised. “You two have met?”
    “We shared a drink at the bar,” Katrina said with a radiant smile. “But she got away from me.”
    Dani suddenly elbowed Sasha lightly in the ribs. “Damn, all the hot chicks are after you tonight,” she whispered.
    Sue suddenly got a cocky look on her face. “It’s not Katrina. I was actually talking about her friend.”
    Sasha glanced over as another woman emerged from the crowd. As soon as she saw her, Sasha’s jaw dropped and a quiet moan escaped her. Bliss surged through her body, like her clit had been plugged into a live wire.
    “I’m Grace,” the beauty said, light glinting off of her red dress. Her short hair was bleached white, nearly glowing in the flashing lights on the dance floor, and her eyes were hidden behind a dark pair of sunglasses. Sasha saw herself reflected in the glasses, and knew that she was staring like a lovesick idiot, but she didn’t care.
    Katrina was beautiful, like she was crafted by the gods themselves, but Grace… she was a Goddess herself. She seemed to burn with this bright aura that made Sasha want to drop to her knees and worship her.
    Sasha heard a strangled sound, and glanced over to see Dani staring with the same sense of religious awe that Sasha herself felt. Dani’s mouth opened and closed as she tried to talk, but words failed her.
    A delicate finger touched the bottom of her chin, and Sasha immediately went weak. She pliantly allowed Grace to turn her head back to face her. Pleasure seemed to radiate across Sasha’s jaw just from such a simple touch. “Your friend told me that you want to have sex with a beautiful woman tonight.”
    Sasha whimpered, hardly wanting to contradict her.
    “So would you like to fuck me tonight, Sasha?”
    Brimming with ecstasy, so horny that it felt like her mind was melting, Sasha could barely control herself enough to moan the words, “Yes, please.”
    Grace kept her finger crooked beneath Sasha’s chin, and with the faintest tap beckoned Sasha to follow her. Sasha obeyed without hesitation, losing track of everything in the bar as she began to walk after Grace.
    But then Dani grabbed Grace’s wrist and pulled it away, breaking their contact. Sasha blinked, feeling as if she could suddenly think again.
    She saw Dani staring down Grace. The metal-head seemed to be quaking in her boots, though, her usual confidence gone in this face of this supermodel. “Let’s slow things down. Sasha shouldn’t just… let you lead her off for sex.”
    Grace tilted her head, her expression unreadable behind the thick sunglasses. “You’re a good friend, Dani. I’m impressed.”
    Dani shivered happily at her words, a drunken smile appearing on her face. Then Dani slapped her own cheek, forcing herself to focus. “How… how do you know my name?”
    Grace didn’t answer. Instead, Katrina suddenly sidled up next to Dani, clutching her hand. “I want to go dance, but I don’t have anyone to grind up against me. Won’t you help me out, Dani?”
    Sasha watched amazed as Dani’s eyes suddenly rolled back in her head. Her shoulders sagged, and all the fight seemed to go out of her.
    “I… I’ll help… help grind against you…”
    “Good girl,” Katrina giggled, blue eyes flashing. “So helpful.”
    Dani moaned lewdly, her hips wriggling. “Helpful…”
    Katrina led Dani away, the tough black girl following her like she’d been hypnotized.
    Sasha felt a moment of panic, but it could hardly match the overwhelming arousal she felt. “How did she-”
    Grace placed a finger against her lips, and Sasha went quiet. She kissed the finger, electricity crackling over her lips.
    “No questions.” Grace smiled at her, that natural aura of power flowing over Sasha. “Now, do you want to come hook up in the bathroom?”
    Sasha nodded. Every time Grace touched her it felt like she was transported to heaven. Everything just felt right and good and Sasha didn’t even have to worry about thinking.
    Grace’s hand landed on the back of her neck, and Sasha giggled absently as pleasured throbbed in her clit. She felt so wet, was surely dripping down her thighs, but she didn’t have the sense to worry about it. Instead she obediently let Grace lead her away towards the women’s room. She’d happily do anything this Goddess wanted her to.
    “I told you Sasha was great, didn’t I?”
    Grace looked over, surprised to find Sue following them.
    “Yes, she’s great. I’ll make sure to show her a good time.”
    Sue flashed a wide grin. “I bet you will. You’re so hot… Sasha’s really lucky.”
    “Mhm.” Grace kept leading Sasha away, trying to ignore Sue, but the persistent girl followed them all the way up to the bathroom door. Finally Grace sighed and turned to her. “Do you need anything else, Sue?”
    Sue bashfully looked away, playing with her hands. She felt so weird being the nervous one, acting the way that Sasha always did, but Sue couldn’t help it. There was just something about Grace that made her want to…
    “I know I wanted you to hook up with Sasha, but… could I maybe…”
    Understanding suddenly hit Grace.
    “You want to make it a threesome?”
    Sue nodded, her cheeks red. “Please? I- I’ll do anything you want. I just want-”
    Grace suddenly put a hand on Sue’s shoulder and leaned in close. “You did your work well. Your Mistress is pleased.”
    Sue’s eyes clouded over, as her mind was overwhelmed with pure happiness. She’d done good for her Mistress. She was good for her Mistress. Sue didn’t even realize she had a mistress, but being good for her was her greatest desire.
    “Now take your reward for a job well done, Sue.”
    Immediately Sue felt eager mouths kissing across her body, tongues licking everywhere as if she weren’t wearing anything at all. Sue’s knees buckled as she knelt lower, nearly falling to the floor. She let out a happy, gurgling sound, as dozens of invisible lovers gave Sue her reward.
    “Goooood… for Mistress…” she groaned, eyes empty.
    Grace patted her cheek. “Now wake and go enjoy your night. You’ve earned it.”
    Sue blinked awake. She gasped, invisible lips sucking on her nipples and someone licking at her clit. But that was normal. Sue relaxed into the pleasure, a dreamy and lopsided smile on her face. She’d been good… so she would feel good.
    The door to the woman’s restroom slipped closed nearby, but Sue ignored it. She started to stumble her way back into the bar. Sue didn’t remember how she’d been good, but that wasn’t important.
    What was important was the pleasure coursing through her.
    And the knowledge that she should have fun.
    As skilled tongues licked at her pussy, Sue’s hungry eyes surveyed the lesbian bar.
    Yes, she would have fun tonight.

 

~ ~ ~

 

    Dani nodded absently along with the techno music playing, grinding her ass back against Katrina as if it were her only purpose for living. She lived to grind against Katrina and make her happy. And the crisp pleasure running through her entire body told Dani that she was helping this woman out so much. It felt wonderful.
    It was a little weird that Dani was enjoying this so much. Dani hated this kind of music, and she never danced like this. Her scene was a mosh pit with the singer’s voice roaring deafeningly from a wall of speakers as everyone slammed into each other.
    But this wasn’t about what Dani liked. This was for Katrina. She was helping Katrina, and so Dani eagerly let Katrina run her hands over her body, cupping her tits or sliding her hands down to tease her pussy through her shorts. Dani let Katrina touch her wherever she wanted, knowing it was helping her. And all the while she just continued to grind her ass back against Katrina. Anything to help.
    Through the crowd Dani suddenly caught sight of Sasha, being led away by that strange woman Grace. Sue was nipping at their heels as they made their way towards the restrooms.
    Instantly Dani stopped dancing. Sasha wasn’t the type to hook up in the bathroom of a bar. She was so sexy, but inexperienced. Dani knew she had to help her friend.
    A jolt of pleasure raced down her spine and to her clit, and Dani turned to race after them.
    Which is when Katrina wrapped her hands around her waist, trapping her on the dance floor. Dani was ready to put her mosh pit skills to good use, and was about to turn and elbow Katrina out of the way when the gorgeous black woman whispered in her ear.
    “Relax.”
    The word made her hesitate. A heaviness fell over her, like being buried at the beach in warm sand.
    “Your friend wants to have fun tonight.”
    Dani groaned, helpless as Katrina rocked her limp body back and forth.
    “Gotta… gotta help her…”
    “You are helping her. By letting her have fun with my friend, you’re helping Sasha to have a great night.”
    Dani trembled, her nipples poking through her shirt. “I’m… helping…?”
    “Yes you are. You’re helping Sasha become very happy. And you’re helping my friend to be happy too.”
    Dani began to grind back against Katrina again, her body burning up. She was helping them both to be happy…
    “And by staying here and making them happy, you get to dance with me. And flirt with me. And that’s making me very happy.”
    It was like someone had pressed a powerful vibrator against her clit. Dani was grinding harder now, practically humping her hips as she tried desperately to get more stimulation.
    “You’re making three people so very happy tonight, Dani. Now how does that make you feel?”
    Katrina kissed at the side of her neck, and Dani came, hard. “Haaapppyyyy,” she moaned, her orgasmic cry lost in the noise of the bar.
    Katrina grinned and kept dancing, and Dani obediently danced with her, her eyes half closed as she nodded absently along with the music.
    Katrina grinned and felt a trickle of lust dripping down her thigh. Controlling other women always made her so wet, and watching Dani melt into obedience had nearly made Katrina cum herself, knowing she’d done her own job so well. But that was the difference between herself and these newly brainwashed girls. Katrina was well trained enough to wait until she got home to cum her brains out. And record it so her Mistress could enjoy every moment.
    But she had to admit that Dani was incredibly hot, and was responding to her programming well. With a bit more training, Katrina was confident she’d make a wonderful slave for their mistress Bridgette.

 

~ ~ ~

 

    Sasha kissed the other woman madly. With her head so stuffed full of sweet cotton candy and her thoughts nowhere to be found, Sasha didn’t feel nervous or self conscious at all. She simply kissed and groped at Grace, letting her need take over.
    “You’re doing so well,” Grace muttered. Sasha didn’t know what she meant, but she didn’t care. She had one hand grabbing Grace’s ass and the other caressing the back of her head, running her fingers through that stark white hair.
    “So hot…”
    Grace giggled. “I suspect I didn’t need to come out at all.”
    “Want you…”
    “Better to be safe, of course, but you seem to be adjusting to the programming well.”
    Sasha stuffed her head against Grace’s tits, kissing eagerly. She was so horny, impossible to think. She gripped at Grace’s hair tighter. Suddenly Sasha remembered hearing that girls liked to have their hair pulled when they were going to have sex. Sasha was going to have sex.
    She tugged on the back of Grace’s white hair, lightly. Even lost in lust like this Sasha didn’t want to risk hurting anyone.
    Sasha was hoping to hear Grace make a surprised but horny sound. Instead, Grace’s white hair came away cleanly, and Sasha stared confused at the wig in her hand. Then glanced up and saw Grace’s red hair spilling loose, shock on her face.
    That beautiful red hair spilled free, and Sasha suddenly noticed freckles peppered on her cheeks, nearly hidden by the sunglasses. Sasha’s eyes widened. She stared into the black sunglasses and knew there would be piercing green eyes staring back at her.
    “Bridgette,” Sasha whispered, the memory of the hypnotist suddenly blossoming in her head.
    Bridgette scowled, hating herself for being so foolish. If Sasha remembered what happened she might fight the programming all together.
    Sasha stumbled back as memories flashed before her eyes like fireworks. The seminar they were supposed to have in the office, which became an orgy. Bridgette keeping her in trance, hissing commands into her ears. And Dani… her and Dani making out in the bathroom at work… cumming with her…
    “You… you’re doing all this.”
    Bridgette whipped off her sunglasses. She had to act fast. She put her hand forward, fingers poised to snap and try to put Sasha back into trance.
    When Sasha suddenly fell to her knees, an enormous smile on her face.
    “You’ve been making me act sexy. And kiss Dani.” Sasha gasped. “You brainwashed Dani too. Is that why she’s been so nice?” She wriggled on her knees. “Is that why she kissed me?”
    Bridgette was frozen in place, caught mid-snap. She’d expected Sasha to turn and run. Curious, Bridgette nodded her head. “I’ve been responsible for everything.”
    Sasha moaned, a hand sliding into her pants. “Th-thank you.”
    The hypnotist raised an eyebrow.
    “I’ve been… so happy today. Dani and Sue were so nice… and all those people staring at me… And Elle…”
    “Who’s Elle?”
    “A girl Sue introduced me too. It made me so hot that Elle kept staring at my tits. And that she tried to kiss me. But I ran away.”
    Bridgette squatted down next to Sasha. The busty girl seemed halfway into a trance already.
    “Why didn’t you want to hook up with Elle?”
    Sasha kept masturbating, her other hand rubbing one of her huge tits through her tank top. “Wanted to. I want to. But scared…”
    “Of what?”
    “That I’m not good enough.”
    “Sasha, tell me the truths I taught you.”
    Sasha looked up at her, confused, but her mouth opened without her realizing. Sasha’s eyes went wide with surprise as she began speaking. “I get horny when people see me. I get more turned on the more of me they see. I love the pleasure, always want to feel it. Want to show myself off more. To know how much others want to see me. Everyone wants to see my sexy body, and I want to expose myself to get others off.”
    Sasha touched at her lips, disbelieving. “You… you taught me to say that. I sound like a slut…”
    Bridgette smiled warmly.
    “And why does your body turn others on when they see it?”
    Once again Sasha found herself answering automatically. “Because I’m beautiful. Everything about me is perfect, because it’s who I am. I will be proud of my body, my mind, and my heart. Just as you are teaching me to be.”
    Sasha gasped, then smiled slowly to herself. “You’re brainwashing me…”
    “To see the real you. The version of yourself that everyone else can see.”
    For a moment, Sasha seemed like she was about to run. “What are you going to turn me into? What are you going to turn the others into?”
    “Do you really want to hear the answer?”
    Sasha had a flash of herself naked, moaning Bridgette’s name. Every woman in the office was kneeling beside her, all of them masturbating and cumming.
    She shook her head. “No.”
    “But do you trust that you’ll be happy when I’m done.”
    Sasha felt the programming in her subconscious, shifting like some massive creature swimming beneath the surface of the ocean. It was hidden from her, but she could see the outline of it. Could sense what it wanted. What would be in store for her.
    And suddenly Sasha smiled. “Yes. I know that I’ll be happy.”
    Bridgette grinned now. “Then I have to make you forget. If you’re aware of what’s happening in the office then it might not work.”
    Sasha slid forward. “Please. I want everyone to be happy. Dani. And Sue. And Maggie. I want… I want my friends to be happy too.”
    Bridgette chuckled as she pressed her fingers together, ready to snap.
    “Anything to say before I put you back on the path to happiness?”
    Sasha stared down at her tits, chewing on her lip thoughtfully. “Can I ask for a favor? I know I’ll be too shy, otherwise.”
    Bridgette smirked. This girl really was full of surprises. “What’s that?”
    Sasha glanced up, smiling. “I want to have the courage to kiss Elle.”
    Bridgette laughed. “Now that’s a wish I can definitely grant.” She snapped her fingers, and Sasha felt the world give way beneath her. She began to sink down into her mind, into the blissful sleep she knew would be waiting. Bridgette would make her forget what she’d discovered. Forget that they were all being manipulated.
    Which was good. Because Bridgette knew best, and Sasha trusted that it would make the office happier.
    Eyes rolling back as the trance took over, Sasha managed to mumble out, “Thank… you… Mistress.”

 

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    Elle was having a shitty night. Her friends were all chatting away happily while she sulked by herself. They’d all made fun of her for letting that cute girl with the huge tits get away, which was hardly her fault. It wasn’t like she needed them to make her feel any worse. Elle kept wondering if she’d come on too strong, or should have been more assertive and just kissed her. If she’d made the right choice by letting her go, or if she should have gone after her.
    She groaned and kicked away from the wall she’d been perched up against. Standing around brooding all night was just going to drive her crazy. Best to get out of her and forget about that girl altogether. They’d barely talked for a minute anyway. Elle didn’t even remember her name.
    Someone caught her by the wrist and suddenly Elle was spun around, startled to find herself facing a familiar set of huge tits. Elle blushed and immediately looked up at the girl’s face.
    “Sasha?”
    Sasha was grinning, and before Elle could stop it she was pulled down into a kiss. Not that she would have wanted to stop it. She was still staring wide-eyed when Sasha broke the kiss and pulled away, her face bright red.
    “Sorry. I just had to do that.”
    “I hope this won’t be a habit with you running off and then kissing me suddenly.”
    Sasha put on her best apologetic smile. “I’m really sorry for running off on you. I wanted to kiss you, but I was just too nervous. It definitely wasn’t fair to do that to you.” Then she blushed deeper and added, “Or to just kiss you out of nowhere.”
    Elle couldn’t help but laugh. Sasha just seemed so innocent and nervous; it was kind of adorable.
    “Thank you for apologizing. Although, for future reference, you really don’t need to say you’re sorry for surprising me with a kiss.” She winked at her, and Elle felt a happy thrill as Sasha went bright red.
    “Listen, I’m really new to this. Not being into girls. I mean, yes, that too, but like, dating in general. So I don’t really know what I’m doing, and I’m really nervous, and I’m rambling aren’t I?”
    Elle was leaning up against the wall, resting her head on her chin and just grinning like an idiot. “Maybe, but you’re adorable doing it.”
    Sasha started to look away, but then forced herself to turn back and face Elle. “Would you like to get out of here?”
    Elle grinned, and Sasha panicked, waving her hands.
    “I don’t mean, like, sex.” Sasha suddenly glanced around, seeming incredibly conscious that she just said ‘sex’ out loud. “Like, if you wanted to go somewhere to talk. And get to know each other.”
    “There’s a pretty good pizza place a few blocks away.”
    Sasha relaxed, smiling gratefully. “Sounds great.”
    “But, so we can be fair, I get to kiss you.”
    The busty girl blushed but smiled. She started to reach out but Elle held up her hand and wagged a finger at her.
    “Ohhhhh no. You surprised me with a kiss, so I’m not going to warn you when it’s coming. Just know at some point tonight you’re definitely getting smooched.”
    “That also sounds great.”
    Elle zipped up her black leather jacket, feeling so happy she was certain she was practically glowing. “Then let’s get going.”
    They started to head off out of the bar, and Elle got a couple of thumbs ups from the regulars, which made her blush and made Sasha grin happily. She acted so shy, but it almost seemed like she lit up from people’s attention. Elle definitely couldn’t wait to get to know her better.
    “So, just out of curiosity, what made you decide to come back and talk to me?”
    Sasha glanced out over the bar. She saw Dani still grinding against Katrina on the dance floor, the two of them the center of attention, while even Sue was dancing with two women, a giant grin on her face. Strangely, Sasha felt like there was someone else she’d talked to. But it wasn’t important to remember. Instead she just smiled up at Elle as she linked her arm around hers. 
    “I got some great advice from my friends.”