The shot of tequila burned Maggie’s throat like gasoline but she powered through it, wincing as she slammed the glass down triumphantly. She was never much of a party animal, but tonight was about proving to her employees that she could be fun too. Tears in her eyes, Maggie looked up expecting to see all the girls from the office in awe of their boss drinking, but instead Carla and Jugs were hardly paying attention to her.
    Maggie pouted, coughing a little from the bitter after taste of the alcohol. “Aren’t you going to take your shots?”
    Without taking her eyes off the dance floor Jugs picked up her shot and downed it, hardly showing any reaction at all. Carla didn’t even touch her shot.
    Maggie turned to the rest of the table expectantly, only to discover that there was no one else to be found. All at once she could recall each of the girls wandering off on their own, and yet she’d been completely oblivious to it. It was like there had been some mental block stopping her from keeping track of what all of her employees were up to.
    Maggie narrowed her eyes suspiciously at the shot glass. It had to be the alcohol. She really wasn’t much of a drinker.
    “Where did Sasha go? And Dani? And Sue?”
    Jugs and Carla didn’t answer. They almost seemed mesmerized by whatever they were looking at.
    Maggie slammed a hand onto the table and the two girls jumped, finally turning to pay attention to her.
    “Where is everyone? This was supposed to be an office thing.”
    For some reason Jugs started to blush. “I don’t know where Sasha is, but Dani and Sue are, um, over there.”
    She pointed to the dance floor of the lesbian bar, and when Maggie noticed what Dani and Sue were doing she understand why Carla and Jugs had been transfixed by the sight.
    Normally Dani and Sue were at each other’s throats, and Maggie supposed they still were, in a way. Dani was grinding her ass against a gorgeous black woman, while Sue kissed at Dani’s neck and was openly groping her breasts. There were a couple of other women crowding in too, everyone laughing and dancing and playfully grabbing.
    Maggie knew she should have felt upset over this; there was a clause in the contract about not dating coworkers, even if they were an all female company. And yet, when Maggie saw Dani and Sue dancing so inappropriately, she just felt happy.
    A bright, shining happiness that filled her from head to toe. A happiness in her heart that the girls really were getting along. A happiness that spread through her chest like hands gently groping at her own tits, telling her what a positive change this was for her girls. A deep, penetrating happiness slipping into her cunt and reminding her that anything that made her girls happy made her feel oh so deliciously happy too.
    “Maggie?”
    The happy cloud that she’d lost her mind in whisked away, and Maggie noticed that Jugs was staring at her with concern.
    “Are you alright?” Jugs asked. “You, um, moaned.”
    “I did?” Maggie shrugged it off. “I just felt happy seeing them have such a great time. Isn’t it great that we can all have fun like this?”
    “I guess,” Jugs muttered, sharing a concerned look with Carla. “Just, isn’t it a little weird that-”
    Suddenly Sue cut in, appearing out of nowhere with her hair disheveled and a sheen of sweat glistening across her skin. “Isn’t this place great? We gotta come back here again.”
    Maggie immediately shared Sue’s energetic smile, and Jugs started to doubt the nagging worry in the back of her mind. “But, you’re making out with Dani. You two hate each other. Well, I know she hates you, anyway.”
    Sue laughed and swept her hand dismissively. “We’re just fooling around a little. It’s good to have such a great time. Isn’t it great that we can all have fun like this?”
    Now Jugs could feel a bubbling giddiness spreading through her. It did sound great to have some fun. “I guess if everyone’s having such a great time…” She smiled wide. “I suppose it is great that we can all have fun like this.”
    The three women shared a delighted laugh.
    Which forced Carla to slip off her headphones and loudly say, “Do all of you seriously not see that someone’s fucking with your heads?”
    Maggie’s jaw dropped that Carla had actually spoken, so it took her mind a few seconds to catch up and consider her words, but they just didn’t make any sense.
    “What are you talking about?”
    Carla threw up her hands and began to shout, “It’s been going on all day in the office! First Sasha’s flaunting her huge tits everywhere and getting off on it, and Dani’s been practically dry humping everyone as she acts ‘helpful’. Then they both go into the bathroom with Gwen and have some kind of mini orgy, before you end up taking us to a lesbian bar where everyone magically becomes interested in girls. The fuck!”
    Carla sat there in her wheelchair, panting from the burst of energy, as the three women just stared at her in shock.
    Jugs was the one to break the silence by saying, “I think that’s the most I’ve heard you talk in, like, two years.”
    “And what about everything I said?”
    Jugs blinked, confused. “What you said?”
    “Yes!”
    She scrunched up her nose, then shrugged and laughed. “Sorry, guess I wasn’t paying attention.”
    Maggie also blushed. “I think I spaced out too. I can’t really remember.”
    Carla turned to Sue as her last hope.
    “Were you saying something about shoes?”
    Carla slammed her fists into the table. “Someone’s been fucking with your heads and you’re all too stupid or brainwashed to realize it!”
    The three women just shared a confused look. “Sorry,” Maggie said sweetly, “What were we talking about? I completely zoned out.”
    With a disgusted sound Carla slid her wheelchair back from the table, determined to get to the bottom of this herself, when she suddenly felt a firm hand grab the back of her chair and hold her in place.
    “Now, now, Carla, that’s no way to talk to your coworkers.”
    An icy thrill ran down Carla’s neck as she heard the stranger’s voice, impossible to tell if it was fear or excitement. The seductive voice was intimately familiar, and yet Carla heard her own mind saying that she’d never met this woman before. Both were true at once, and it was that confusion that made Carla sit quietly in her chair as the stranger moved her back to the table with the others, all of whom were staring at the woman as if they were in love.
    She knew it was a mistake, but she just had to know. Carla twisted around and saw the gorgeous woman behind her, her green eyes hidden behind a pair of sunglasses. How did Carla know they were green? The woman wore a wig that give her shockingly white hair, and in this light she seemed to radiate this impossible aura. Carla looked the stranger up and down, trying to ignore the natural urge she had to reach out and touch this angelic woman.
    Carla knew that they had never met, and yet she could lick her lips and remember how her pussy tasted.
    “Ladies,” the strange woman said with a welcoming smile, “I hope you’re all having a great night.”
    “Yes,” Maggie and the others answered in unison.
    “Yes,” Carla answered with them, before shivering as she realized what she’d done. Something was wrong with the office, she’d figured that out almost immediately. People tended to ignore Carla, and that was exactly how she liked it. She preferred watching people to actually talking to them. It made it easier to figure them out, to see what they were really after. Nobody could make a fool of Carla if she didn’t play the game. So she’d caught on right away that everyone was acting weird. That something was making them into perverts.
    And yet it wasn’t until that moment, as she felt herself getting impossibly wet just from the presence of this domineering woman, that Carla realized she might have been affected too.
    She gripped the wheels of her chair tight, wanting to flee, but the sexy woman had her hands on Carla’s chair, keeping her in place.
    “Grace,” Sue said with delight, nearly vibrating from having the stranger so near. “I thought you’d left with Sasha.”
    This ‘Grace’ woman made a quiet laugh. A knowing laugh. Carla was the only one to see what was happening to them, but somehow every time she tried to warn the others she went weak, unable to lift a finger or speak a word.
    Sue actually slid closer to Grace, her fingers toying with the buttons of her blouse. “Did you maybe come back for me? I’d be more than happy to-”
    “Sleep,” Grace commanded, with all the regal authority of a queen. At the same moment she snapped her fingers in Sue’s face, and immediately Sue’s head dropped, her body going slack.
    Carla gasped, but Maggie and Jugs just kept smiling and watching Grace, as if they were having a pleasant conversation and hadn’t just seen Sue get hypnotized. With all her might Carla tried to scream, and she was actually able to open her mouth, but the scream was caught in her throat. Silently shouting, Carla could only watch as Grace casually leaned over the table and snapped her fingers in front of Jugs’ eyes, who promptly slumped over in her seat, and then snapped at Maggie, who made a happy gurgling sound as her eyes rolled back in her head.
    Then Grace knelt down beside her, and Carla shut her eyes, waiting for the inevitable snap. Instead, she felt a warm hand lay over her own. “Don’t worry, dear. We still have a few things to discuss.”
    Cautious, Carla opened an eye. The woman wore a warm smile, and Carla felt the instant urge to trust her completely. She knew it was fake, probably planted in her mind, but then again Carla knew the hypnotist could put her into trance with just a snap, so it wasn’t like there was anything worse she could do with her. She hoped, anyway.
    “Who are you?”
    “I’m Bridgette.”
    The name pulsed pleasantly in her head, and Carla wondered how she’d ever forgotten it.
    “Why are you doing this to us?”
    “Because your boss paid me to,” Bridgette answered breezily.
    Carla shot an amazed look at Maggie, who was drooling and smiling to herself. Bridgette barked a laugh.
    “No, she didn’t have all of this in mind. She hired me to help promote teamwork and cooperation among all of you. All of the pleasant perversions and lesbian tendencies are my own special touch.”
    Carla wanted to glare at her, but every time she looked at Bridgette there was this low sense of longing, this dull need in her clit that slowly built the longer she looked, and so Carla had to settle for glaring at the space next to Bridgette. “And who gave you permission to do this to us?”
    “All of you. You all consented to my plan.”
    “Bullshit,” Carla spat. “I didn’t sign off on getting brainwashed.”
    “Actually you did. I just made you forget, darling. It’s all part of my master plan to give you a happier life.” Bridgette’s red lips pulled into a smile, and it cut through Carla’s anger like water dousing a flame, making her tremble with need. “And it’s actually time to put your own special treatment into effect.”
    Carla shook her head, flinching back as Bridgette lifted her hand closer, putting her fingers in position to snap.
    “No, I don’t want this.”
    Bridgette just grinned placidly, fingers cocked and ready to snap.
    “You can’t make me. There’s no part of me that wants anything to do with your kinky plan.”
    “You say that…”
    “I mean it! I’m never going to-”
    The snap went off like a firework on a still night, loud and beautiful and echoing out forever, drowning out everything else. Carla lost herself in the sound, sinking into it as all her thoughts, all her fears, melted away to nothing.
    Bridgette patted Carla’s cheek, and the entranced girl nuzzled into the touch affectionately.
    “Do you still want me to help you be happy, Carla?”
    “Yes,” she whimpered quietly. “Please, Mistress.”
    “You know all of the kinky things it would make you do.”
    In this delightfully dark place, Carla could see the programming Bridgette had given her like a road-map. All of it, everything that would happen to her and the others over the next few weeks stretched out before her. It was perverted, deviant, and Carla wanted to cum at the brilliance of it.
    “I want it, Mistress. Please, help me. Help all of us.”
    Bridgette hummed with delight and stroked Carla’s cheek. “It’s so cute listening to you silly girls protest, when I know you really want it.”
    “I’m sorry for being mean, Mistress. You made me forget how much I want this. I couldn’t help myself.”
    “It’s alright, dear. There’s a method to these things. This is your true self, the part of you that can be honest with your desires. The other Carla is just how you think you have to behave. We’ll help teach her to see her own truth, won’t we, slave?”
    Carla broke into an overjoyed smile. “Yes, Mistress. I can’t wait to begin.”
    “Then let your programming activate. Head back home, and you can begin tonight.”
    Carla shivered happily. “I’m so wet already, Mistress. My cunt was dripping since I first saw you. Would you like to finger my pussy and feel for yourself, Mistress?”
    “Very tempting, but this is hardly the place. We’ll wait for a better venue before you can beg me to finger you.”
    She shuddered, a weak moan slipping out of Carla as she nodded. “Yes. Yes, Mistress.”
    “Good girl. And now it’s time for you two to have a little fun,” Bridgette said as she turned her attention to the others, but Carla didn’t stay to listen. As wonderful as it was to hear the voice of her Mistress again, Carla had orders to obey. Orders that would make her open up and express her true desires to others.
    Carla was wheeling herself down the block before she caught on to where she was. She glanced around, confused. It wasn’t like her to zone out like that. Why had she left?
    There were flashes of memory, of Dani and Sue dancing and groping. And some other woman, with gorgeous fingers.
    That’s right, she’d left because she was getting too turned on. Carla blushed and kept moving towards her bus, ignoring how wet she felt. She’d just have to take masturbate when she got home. At least she’d have plenty of fantasy fuel to get off to, considering everything she’d seen at the office today.
    Carla slid her headphones on with a smile, and thought excitedly of how good her vibrator would feel when she got back.

 

~ ~ ~

 

    The music had certainly proven to be infectious. Dani must have danced for what felt like hours. It was all a blur of grinding and skin on skin and hands running over her body. Not that Dani cared at all that others touched her. Out on the dance floor it was like she was there for everyone’s enjoyment, just something to dance with and grope and kiss. Dani’s pussy was dripping wet through her shorts from being able to help make everyone’s night better.
    Still, as wonderful as it was, Dani suddenly felt exhausted. Muscles aching, her feet pounding. For some reason she’d been able to ignore all of it, but now it all caught up with her at once. How long had she been dancing for, anyway?
    Absently, Dani looked behind her, expecting someone to be there, but she couldn’t remember who it was supposed to be. She’d danced with so many people, yet it was impossible to shake the feeling that she’d forgotten someone special.
    But there was time to worry about that back at the booth where she could relax. Dani collapsed gratefully back into the booth their office had claimed, only to realize that the only one left was Maggie, and Maggie didn’t even seem to notice her. Her boss just kept staring off dreamily, running her fingers over the rim of an empty glass.
    “I guess everyone left,” Dani said awkwardly, lacking anything better to say than to just point out the obvious.
    Maggie came back to herself, startled to see a very worn out Dani sitting opposite from her. She quickly put on a welcoming smile. “Oh, hi Dani. Did you have fun dancing?”
    The blurry memory of the night passed through her head, and for a moment Dani relived it all. Dozens of bodies pressing in warm against her, phantom hands and mouths caressing her all at once. Dani’s clit ached longingly, but she clenched her thighs tight and let her excitement die down.
    “Y-yeah, it was a blast.”
    “I’m glad. I think tonight was certainly a success.”
    Dani wondered how ending up a horny mess counted as a success, but then Maggie and the others wouldn’t have ended up as wet and needy as Dani felt.
    “Where did everyone go, anyway?”
    Maggie opened her mouth to answer, but paused as her eyes seemed to glaze over. Dani could actually see the older woman lose her train of thought. Then Maggie shrugged and replied, “Can’t remember. I just know they all had a great time.”
    “That’s good,” Dani said, and was surprised to mean it. She was happy that her coworkers had fun tonight. Maybe it was the exhaustion of the long day, but Dani suddenly found it odd that she cared about the happiness of the other girls. Sure, she liked Jugs as someone to pal around with at work, but there weren’t really any of her coworkers that Dani would have given half a fuck about. 
    Yet now, there was an undeniable warmth in her chest when she thought of complimenting Sasha, of helping all the others in the office. It wasn’t even that strange tingling pleasure Dani had been feeling when she helped others today. Just thinking that the other girls had had fun tonight, even without her help, Dani still felt an affectionate tug on her heart.
    What the hell was happening to her, anyway? She was supposed to be the cold bitch who was cooler than everyone else, above having to deal with them all. Dani sat there at the table, clenching her fists as she remembered who she was. Today was just an off day. Maybe she’d been sick or something, with some kind of kindness flu. But tomorrow Dani was determined to prove that her weird behavior today was a fluke. She’d go back to being the alpha bitch she knew she was in her heart. Terrorizing others, making them realize how far beneath her they were. Dani would remind them all that she ran that office.
    The wicked smile was settling in on Dani’s face when Maggie suddenly spoke, more musing to herself than anyone else.
    “Probably going to be a late day tomorrow. I doubt anyone’s going to show up bright and early after tonight.”
    Instantly Dani felt all of her cruel intentions drain away, as her heart leapt excitedly into her throat.
    “I’ll come in early to help!”
    Maggie glanced up, shocked. “Oh no, there’s no need to do that, dear. We can just-”
    “I’ll do it,” Dani said as she gripped the table, her face set and determined. “I’ll make sure to help set us up tomorrow so everyone can enjoy themselves tonight. I’d be happy to do it.” The words kept tumbling out of Dani’s mouth, and she knew that they ran counter to everything she’d just decided, except…
    Except it just felt so good to be good. It was wonderful to help people.
    And considering all of the horrible things she’d done in the office, Dani was more than eager to help make things up to Maggie and the other girls.
    Maggie looked ready to protest, but then she melted into a relieved smile, mixed with something else. It took Dani a moment to recognize it, since it was such a foreign look to her, but she realized that her boss actually looked proud of her.
    “Thank you so much, Dani. You’ve really been wonderful all day.”
    There were still lingering doubts in Dani’s mind, some hissing voice that was telling her to be a bad bitch who didn’t need anybody, but as soon as Maggie thanked her it was like white shining light surged through Dani’s head. Helping others, it just felt so incredible. Like pure bliss.
    With a drunken smile Dani wondered how she could ever want to do anything but be as helpful as she possibly could. She’d come in early. She’d help others. She’d pay them all compliments. She’d let them play with her tits or ass if they wanted to. Anything to be helpful and keep this wonderful bliss inside her head.
    “Anything to help,” Dani said, and truly meant it.

 

~ ~ ~

    It was nearly a sure bet to find Sue stumbling into her apartment after a night out at a bar, but this time it wasn’t the fault of the alcohol. This time Sue stumbled into her apartment with her arms wrapped tight around Jugs’ waist, kissing the heavyset black girl passionately. With her focus entirely on Jugs, Sue kicked blindly out behind her to shut the door, managing to find it after the third attempt. Jugs giggled into the kiss, and Sue felt her mind teetering happily. Having her coworker’s hands roaming over her back just felt so right. There was still the impossible presence of all those mouths and fingers lavishing her body, but all of it paled in comparison to Jugs.
    Sue pulled her head back, panting for breath as she tried to make sense of what was happening. It felt like they’d been making out since they left the bar. How did they even get back to her place? Why did she decide to hook up with Jugs? There were so many questions lingering in her mind that Sue just had to stop and work it out.
    But then she saw Jugs making an adorably awkward smile, a smile that said that she was just as confused and nervous about hooking up, but that deep down she was loving it too. Sue felt a warm breath blown into her chest, someone stoking her passion like raking coals to set them ablaze again. In seconds the need to fuck completely overwhelmed Sue; it was a physical presence pulsing throughout her body, and Sue found herself staring at Jugs as if she were the most beautiful woman in the world. In that moment, Jugs truly was the most beautiful woman Sue had ever seen.
    Jugs laughed nervously again, taking a step back. “Y-yeah, maybe this is going to fast. Maybe we should wait.”
    The idea of not fucking sounded absolutely insane, but Sue realized what was happening. Jugs was mistaking her staring in adoration as indecision, as hesitation. Sue grinned. She had to show her coworker how she really felt about her.
    Before Jugs could stop her, Sue suddenly bent forward and buried her face into the other girl’s huge tits. Her skin burned wonderfully hot against Sue’s face, and Sue let out a delighted moan as she kissed at Jugs’ breasts.
    “Fuck,” Jugs cried, her voice hitching with pleasure.
    Sue kept kissing, nearly drooling over the lovely breasts, and hoped that it felt just as good for Jugs as it felt to her.
    Finally Sue dragged herself away, sweating and drooling and staring drunkenly ahead with an enormous grin on her face. “You certainly… deserve your nickname…”
    Jugs seemed just as flushed as her, panting and glassy eyed. “Does that mean you still want to…”
    Sue reached out and wrapped a hand around the back of Jugs’ head, pulling her in close. “I wanna fuck you so bad.”
    “Me too,” Jugs agreed eagerly, cupping Sue’s ass.
    Finally, Sue thought impatiently, eager to forget her concerns about what was happening and just lose herself in the moment. She leaned in close to kiss Jugs, when something stopped her. Something telling her this wasn’t right.
    Sue stopped, her lips still parted for the kiss, but now she frowned and pulled away.
    Jugs blinked in surprise and disappointment. “What’s wrong?”
    “This isn’t right,” Sue said, the words strange in her mouth.
    A heavy sigh slipped out of Jugs’ deliciously plump lips. “Yeah, I guess. I mean, we are coworkers.”
    Sue couldn’t help but laugh. “Oh no, honey. I still want to fuck your brains out.” She slipped closer, rubbing against Jugs’ wonderfully soft curves. “You wouldn’t believe how wet I am for you.”
    Seeing Jugs blush and lick her lips made Sue shiver with anticipation, eager to let the other girl go down on her for as long as she wanted. Just as long as Sue got to eat out her cunt as well.
    “Then why isn’t it right?”
    Sue shrugged, she wasn’t really sure either. “Beats me. We just have to wait until it’s right.”
    At that, Jugs giggled. “I never thought you were the romantic type to wait for the right moment.”
    She really wasn’t the romantic type, though. This wasn’t anything about love or romance, but just a night of fucking and cumming. Which wasn’t to say that Sue wasn’t incredibly eager for it. She just didn’t know what she was waiting for.
    She also didn’t know why her hand was suddenly lifting up towards Jugs’ face.
    Sue watched her own hand moving with a detached fascination. She certainly wasn’t in control of it. It was like watching something happening on TV. Her hand closed, one finger reaching out like she was about to shush Jugs, but then her finger kept rising, going up to her forehead.
    Jugs smiled playfully. “What are you-”
    Sue didn’t even think to warn her that she wasn’t in control, but then the out of control finger suddenly pressed itself against Jugs’ forehead and it was too late. Jugs’ face went black, her mouth dropping and her eyes rolling back. All Sue could compare it to was like she’d just hit Jugs’ power button and shut her off.
    “Jugs?” she asked quietly, still unable to pull her own hand back.
    Instead of answering, Jugs just made a happy but sleepy groan, her whole body going slack.
    Sue watched as her pointing finger pulled back and turned around to aim at her now, swaying before her face like a snake about to strike. Fear gripped her then, and she desperately grabbed the rogue hand by the wrist, forcing it back. Sue was scared of what she’d done to Jugs, of what she was going to do to herself, and yet it was only a terror that barely scratched the surface.
    Sue frowned, realizing that she wasn’t actually that scared. Inside she was calm, relaxed. As if her body was expecting this to happen, and it was just her mind that was panicking. And under all of it, Sue felt the comforting sense that this was right.
    “How the fuck is this right?” Sue asked her hand, that finger still pointing out, but it didn’t answer.
    She looked to Jugs, wanting to apologize, but there really didn’t seem to be any need for it. Jugs was grinning absently with a dopey smile, clearly lost in some wonderful dream. Something about that blank expression made Sue’s pussy purr with delight, and she remembered the invisible hands that were teasing her lips.
    Sue’s strength left her as her arousal took over, and the hand she still controlled slipped away, falling limp at her side. Now that out of control hand slid closer, finger out, but it didn’t strike. Sue stared at it, horny and confused, then looked at her reflection in the mirror.
    It was weird seeing herself standing there pointing at herself, knowing that she couldn’t control her hand at all. There was nervous panic on her face, but her hips were wriggling and Sue swore she could see her pussy juices dripping down her thighs. She was so horny and just wanted to cum. Why couldn’t she and Jugs just fuck, instead of her hand going crazy like this?
    Because it wasn’t right yet.
    Sue saw Jugs reflected in the mirror behind her, those huge breasts heaving slowly with each relaxed breath. She really did look so happy, so relaxed. Maybe…
    Maybe if she was as happy and relaxed as Jugs…
    Maybe then it would be right for them to fuck.
    Sue gulped, then faced her traitorous hand, still pointing at her. Shoving down her fear over the whole crazy situation, she gave a single curt nod to that outstretched finger. Instantly it pounced, pressing against her forehead, and Sue was dropping, vanishing into wonderful bliss. It really was like she’d been shut off. She felt herself leaving her body, leaving all worry and thought behind. She lost herself in the warm dark embrace of the trance, and she caught a last look of herself in the mirror before she was gone for good.
    She had both hands to her sides now, with a dumb, vacant smile on her face, just like Jugs.
    Sue moaned with relief to see that they were both so happy now. This really was right.
    Then she slipped under completely, and Sue stopped thinking.
    Both girls stood there before the mirror, entranced and pussies dripping. They stood perfectly still for ten minutes, until someone knocked on the door four times.
    Sue and Jugs turned in unison, making stiff movements as they walked towards the door. Sue opened it first, and the blank girls presented themselves by standing at attention.
    If Sue still had her thoughts, she would have been surprised to find Katrina waiting at the door, with a cardboard box under her arm. Of course, Sue was mindless and so she didn’t offer any reaction to the gorgeous black woman from the bar. And for her part, Katrina didn’t seem surprised at all to find two hypnotized woman answering the door.
    Katrina grinned. “This certainly is a nice welcome. Are you girls having fun?”
    “Yes,” Sue replied emotionlessly.
    “Yes,” Jugs replied in the same empty tone.
    “How badly do you want to fuck your coworker here?”
    Sue shivered. “So bad.”
    Jugs let out a moan. “Me too. Dripping.”
    “Yeah,” Sue added, eyes empty. “Dripping.”
    Katrina bent down and lifted up Sue’s skirt. Sue didn’t react at all to cover herself. She knew that Mistress Bridgette had sent Katrina, and so she was allowed to inspect them freely.
    “You certainly are excited. Hope it wasn’t too bad waiting.” Katrina glanced up and smiled apologetically. “I hit some traffic getting over here.”
    “We will wait as long as Mistress commands,” Jugs answered. Then her hands moved to fly of her jeans. “Do you wish to see how wet my cunt is too?”
    Katrina started to reach out to her, ready to say yes, but caught herself and stopped. “Another time. I’ve got my own lovely lady to please tonight.” Katrina slid a finger along Sue’s pussy lips, bringing it to her mouth and tasting it with an approving sound. Then she stood up and held out the box under her arm. “Here’s everything you need. Have fun, girls.”
    Sue took the box obediently. “Yes, I will have fun fucking Jugs all night.”
    “I bet you will,” Katrina said with a wink. Then she shut the door, and the girls got to work. There wasn’t a thought between Sue or Jugs, and yet they knew to open the box and take out the camera equipment inside. They worked with silent diligence and in minutes they had the cameras set up in Sue’s apartment: two hidden cameras inside her smoke detectors, offering a view of Sue’s living room and bedroom, as well as a waterproof camera in her shower. Then they set up a larger camera on a tripod, aimed directly at the bed.
    As soon as it was in position and connected to the wifi, Sue hit the record button and the camera instantly disappeared from their view. They had been told to ignore that camera’s presence and so, to the two hypnotized girls, it had simply ceased to exist. 
    Then they positioned themselves by the bed, in front of where that camera had been, and simply smiled at one another, both mindless yet satisfied that they’d fulfilled the instructions of their mistress. Only one command remained to be filled now.
    Sue and Jugs reached out and pressed a finger to the other girl’s forehead before muttering the word, “Awake.”
    Sue and Jugs blinked and looked at each other in surprise, before sharing a laugh. “Sorry, I zoned out there.”
    “Me too,” Jugs replied with a smile. “Would it be cheesy if I said I got lost in your eyes?”
    “Ugh.” Sue made an exaggerated show of rolling her eyes. “Forget it, now I’m not fucking you.”
    Jugs pouted. She put her hands out in a pleading gesture, making sure to press her arms in so that her huge breasts strained against her shirt. “Pretty please will you fuck me?”
    Sue had a witty remark ready, like she always did, but as soon as she got a glimpse of the other girl’s ample cleavage she completely forgot what she was going to say. She forgot about pretty much everything except how incredibly fucking horny she was and how badly she needed to be motor-boating Jugs. She stared openly at Jugs’ breasts, before Sue swiftly threw off her blouse.
    With a victorious smile Jugs started to slide off her jeans. “Knew you couldn’t pass this up.”
    “Couldn’t…” Sue muttered, still staring at Jugs’ chest like she was hypnotized. She tossed her skirt across the room, and Jugs actually blushed when she saw how drenched Sue’s panties were.
    “Wow. You really do want me.”
    Absently, Sue nodded, flinging away her bra. “Want you…”
    Jugs grinned, showing off the dimples in her cheeks. It was kind of fun seeing Sue like this. Like just being with her had Sue so horny she could hardly think. It was hot to see the normally spoiled rotten princess stripping like she was on autopilot, but Jugs wanted to be making a show of herself too. She gripped the bottom of her shirt, and immediately Sue stopped in place, bent over with her panties nearly off, but now her undivided attention was on Jugs as she began to peel her shirt higher and higher.
    For some reason, even though she was doing this for Sue, Jugs found herself swiveling slightly to the right, away from Sue and off towards the rest of the apartment. Something was just pulling her attention, but she didn’t find herself caring too much. So as she made a show of flipping her shirt over her head and exposing her bra, she did it facing that empty space ahead of them, rather than giving Sue a full view. Either way Sue’s eyes went wide, and she licked her lips hungrily.
    “Like what you see?” Jugs wriggled her hips, making her tits bounce, and she couldn’t help but giggle as Sue’s head nodded along with her bouncing breasts. Jugs tried to lift her shirt higher, but felt her t-shirt catch against her elbows, going taut. She glanced up in surprise to see that she’d somehow managed to twist the shirt around when she’d lifted it overhead with that flourish. As she stood now, Jugs was left with her arms over her head and her shirt caught around her elbows.
    Before she could try to get free, Jugs found herself gasping in pleasure as Sue’s hands greedily grabbed at her tits and began toying with them. Jugs writhed, moaning from the crisp sensations surging through her, and discovered that feeling her arms caught inside the shirt only turned her on more. She tried to push her arms apart, relishing the tension of the shirt pressing in to stop her, all while Sue kept kneading and kissing at her breasts. It would have been simple to get herself free, but Jugs instead decided to leave her arms trapped, putting herself completely at Sue’s mercy.
    And Sue made it clear that she’d be merciless. She unclipped Jugs’ bra from the clasp in the front, and peeled each cup away to expose her hard nipples to the room. Sue pinched and tugged on her sensitive breasts, kissing and nipping with her teeth and muttering about how hot she was. Jugs didn’t speak; she just let Sue tease her and offered only moans and gasps to show how much she loved it too.
    Strangely enough, Jugs realized that Sue was always standing to the side of her. She kept switching from right to left, but Sue never seemed to stand directly in front of her. For a paranoid moment Jugs thought that there might be someone else in the room, that Sue was giving their hidden audience a clear show as she toyed with Jugs’ breasts.
    There wasn’t anyone there, of course, just the empty room. For some reason that Jugs couldn’t explain, that only made her disappointed. Sue was doing such an amazing job of teasing her and making her so dripping wet. It was a shame that nobody was there to watch them. To direct them. To trap them and force them to play with one another for her own enjoyment. For some gorgeous woman to command them to fuck, and make a good show of it, since she’d be watching.
    Jugs was panting, lost in the fantasy of being someone’s sexy captive, but the sudden cold breeze made her shiver. She glanced down and was surprised to see Sue kneeling before her, or rather kneeling slightly to the left of her, and that she had Jugs’ noticeably damp panties in hand.
    “Sit,” Sue ordered, and Jugs found herself dropping gratefully down to the bed. She didn’t know how long Sue had been teasing her for, but her legs were nothing but weak rubber as her clit pulsed with desperate need. Jugs was also surprised to find a pile of pillows on the bed waiting for her, propping her up into a relaxed sitting position.
    Jugs settled into the pillows and kept her trapped hands overhead, obediently spreading her legs. There was no one in the room but her and Sue, but if someone was watching from the center of the room then they’d have a clear view of her naked body, dark skin glistening beautifully with sweat.
    For a terrible moment Jugs was afraid that Sue would keep to the side and only tease her pussy lips, working her up like she’d been doing for lord knows how long already. Thankfully Sue seemed at her limit, too, because she immediately slid herself between Jugs’ legs and buried her mouth against her pussy.
    Sue’s tongue easily entered her, and Jugs moaned gratefully. She needed this so badly. It was so right, like nothing in her life had ever felt before. This was where she was meant to be.
    Biting back a moan, Jugs looked down and admired the determined expression on Sue’s face as she ate her out, as if it were her professional duty in life to make Jugs cum. Sue was even on all fours, her ass lifted up and wiggling towards the empty space in the center of the room. A warm, happy burst of energy started spreading through Jugs, coming not just from how amazing being eaten out was, but from the knowledge that Sue was sharing her fantasy too. That they were both fantasizing about some amazing woman, some mistress, sitting across the room who was watching them fuck.
    Jugs wanted to reach down and pet Sue’s head, to encourage her, but her arms were stuck over her head. The shirt only held her elbows together, and wasn’t even really tied tight, but Jugs was caught in the fantasy that she was trapped, and that was an illusion turning her on too much to shatter. So instead she groaned and said, “You look so hot between my legs.”
    A shudder passed through Sue as her tongue abruptly stopped. Her eyes were wide, and now she was looking up at Jugs, as if she were completely surprised to find there was a woman above the vagina she was going down on. Sue slid her tongue back into her mouth, panted, and in a shaky voice said, “Can you say that again?”
    Jugs frowned in confusion, her body already calling out to have Sue’s tongue back inside her.
    Sue suddenly made a pained expression. “Please!”
    She flinched back in surprise, before passionately crying out, “You look fucking hot between my legs!”
    It was like Sue was struck by lightning. Her eyes rolled back, her body convulsed, and she collapsed against one of Jugs’ legs.
    “Sue!” Jugs tried to reach for her, but found that she couldn’t move. Her arms and legs were frozen, really frozen in place. She had a moment of panic, but it was easily overwhelmed by the sudden surge of ecstasy that hit her system as she realized that she was actually trapped in place.
    Jugs wanted to fight through the arousal, desperate to help Sue, when she heard Sue let out a long, satisfied moan. She could finally see that Sue’s hands were cupped between her legs, her fingers dripping wet, and she kept moaning and shivering happily against Jugs’ leg.
    Sue was cumming, and hard from the looks of it.
    Just like that her fear vanished, and Jugs just moaned along with her coworker, no longer concerned that she was somehow trapped by invisible restraints. Now she just wanted to cum, to have the same mind-blowing orgasm that Sue was having.
    “Please, Sue,” she whined, cunt aching to be filled. “Make me cum.”
    Sue was righting herself on all fours again, shivering every few seconds from aftershocks of her orgasm. Jugs was about to beg again, when Sue’s head shot up and she eyed Jugs’ pussy hungrily.
    “Do I really look fucking hot down here?”
    “Yes,” Jugs moaned, knowing that she’d be writhing pathetically if she could move.
    Sue trembled and grinned wide. “Fucking hot,” she muttered, almost whispering the words to Jugs’ dripping pussy, before she dove in and really began to eat her out now.
    In under a minute Jugs was cumming for the first time that night, bucking and writhing and bouncing as much as the invisible restraints allowed. She felt trapped, posed, her orgasm on full display for her hidden audience, and Jugs had never wanted anything so much in her life.
    “More,” she cried out, not knowing who she was speaking to. But in her mind she could almost hear a voice whispering, promising her that this was just the beginning.
    Sue didn’t let up, passionately eating her out even as Jugs came, and it quickly set her off on a second orgasm, then a third. Jugs just kept moaning and smiling towards that empty center of the room, hoping that the promise of more would be true.

 

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    “Well they certainly didn’t waste any time,” Katrina chuckled as she caught sight of the footage on the laptop, Sue’s head buried against the other woman’s cunt. Bridgette hadn’t mentioned what the cute chubby girl’s name was when she’d given her the order to drop off the cameras, but the beauty of being a slave was that names stopped being important after a point. Katrina made a point to find out her name for the future, though, so she could request the chance to fondle those enticing tits of hers for herself.
    Bridgette was naked, reclined in a luxurious red chair fit for a queen as she surveyed the footage. She didn’t greet Katrina as she let herself into the apartment, but Katrina knew it was only because she was caught up in the footage, which meant she was proud of her work. Ecstatic that she’d done well, Katrina knelt beside her Mistress’ chair, and cooed happily as her Mistress pet her head, running her fingers through Katrina’s dreads.
    “I had a feeling that this company would be especially fun to enslave.”
    “You picked wonderfully, Mistress.” Katrina closed her eyes and savored the touch of her Mistress, every caress of her head feeling as good as a mouth on her clit. “I really liked the girl Dani, and the one with the tits is very promising. Er, the other one with the tits, Sasha.” Katrina pictured both women kneeling beside her, allowing her to have her fill of their enormous tits. Katrina wanted to find out for herself which woman was bigger.
    “Things will only be getting better from here,” Bridgette promised, trailing her nails in delicate lines over her breasts.
    “I do have to ask,” Katrina said meekly, hoping it wasn’t impolite, “But who was the butch blonde woman who left with Sasha? Is she a new slave of yours?”
    At that, Bridgette made a sing song laugh, a beautiful melody that made Katrina swoon. “She isn’t my slave, actually. I’ve never seen her before.”
    Bridgette clicked a few buttons, and the screen switched to a view from a handheld camera, no doubt provided by another one of Mistress’ loyal slaves in the area. Katrina herself was sometimes asked to head out onto the street and watch over the progress of other slaves. The feed Bridgette brought up now showed a busy street corner, but even with the crowd Katrina instantly caught sight of Sasha’s impressive rack stuffed into the tank top. Sasha and the blonde girl were laughing and eating something from a food cart, looking incredibly happy.
    “They make a cute couple, Mistress. But aren’t you worried that she might mess up your plans for Sasha?”
    Her Mistress pouted, but kept affectionately playing with Katrina’s hair, to show that she wasn’t upset. “It’s possible, naturally. But enslaving women really is about helping them to be happy. Aren’t you happy, my pet?”
    “Yes Mistress!” Katrina cried readily, kissing at Bridgette’s thigh.
    “So if Sasha happens to find happiness on her own, then I’ll consider that a job well down.”
    Katrina saw the logic of it, but couldn’t hide the disappointment in her voice. “I think she’d be happier as your slave…”
    Her Mistress broke into a broad smile. “Also a possibility. So many women do seem to be happiest being my obedient fucktoys, don’t they?”
    “Being your obedient fucktoy is all I want out of life,” Katrina promised, the words buzzing happily in her head.
    “There’s no need to butter me up, slave,” Bridgette said with a crisp laugh. “You’ve done excellent tonight at the bar, and so I’ve already decided to give you your reward.”
    Excitement burst like fireworks in her chest as Katrina watched Bridgette open her legs, revealing her perfect cunt.
    “Serve me,” her Mistress commanded, and Katrina dove in eagerly. She lost herself completely in the taste of her Mistress, but she still heard sounds of pleasure coming from the computer behind her. The sounds of Sue and the hot girl she was eating out, followed by a moaning voice she recognized as Gwen, another of the new women from that office. Bridgette was clicking through feeds, every few seconds playing the passionate cries from another brainwashed slave. Katrina ate her Mistress out faster, sensing her satisfaction as she watched dozens of her slaves cumming and fucking. Some voices Katrina recognized as slaves she’d met, but there were so many orgasming voices that she’d never heard before.
    For all she knew, Bridgette could have hundreds of slaves, or thousands, all brainwashed office workers shown a better life of debauchery and obedience to their Mistress. Which is why Katrina felt so privileged that she was called upon tonight. That she could serve as a spy for her Mistress, helping along her new acquisitions. It truly was a reward to be the one to make her Mistress cum, knowing that there were so many hungry mouths eager for the chance to serve.
    And soon, her Mistress would have a new batch of fucktoys ready to join Katrina. She only hoped they would give in soon, since she knew the happiness that came with being a slave for Bridgette. The sooner they let their free will break, the sooner they could join her on her knees before their Mistress.