"I told you, Jonah," Dr. Sofia Sorina said with a smile. "We had nothing to worry about with Caroline's client. In fact, he will deliver his wife to tour our spa next week."
"Yes, well things are moving too fast..." Hale replied, though in a more subdued tone than usual, hardly realizing he was aroused from being led by Sofia during the meeting. In his mind he had no idea how many times he came the prior night watching the college student converted to escort do her work with the favorite in the running for Attorney General of the state. In doing so, he increased his submission to his once upon a time partner, Sofia Sorina who was clearly calling the shots..
"Enough, Jonah, you are Man of the Year tomorrow night," Sofia said with a snort. "Have you got your speech ready?"
"Of course, Doctor," the executive replied, knowing his submission was increased from the prior day.
"Good, I have one more test with Caroline then she will be reprogrammed and sent home," Sorina stated, her voice dripping with control and confidence. "After her last assignment she will spend a few hours in the lab and we will have a pretty little sleeper escort and slave. Work on your speech and what you will wear, you have a big night tomorrow, Mr. Man of the Year."
The Doctor left Hale's office and made her way to Kingsman's room, where her mind controlled lover was dressed and waiting.
"Hello darling, are you ready to go? I have one last task with Caroline that needs your attention," Sofia said, kissing the slave as she entered.
"Yes, Mistress, I am ready," Kingsman replied. "What is the assignment?"
"Come, darling, and let's go tell the pretty little Caroline her last task," Sofia replied, holding out her hand that her submissive lover was compelled to take. "Let's fetch the girl, shall we?"
Kingsman nodded as the Doctor led him to the suite where the college girl was staying. Originally she believed she was having a job interview for personal training at the facility that was in the news. The job she was hired for was actually that of a controlled submissive, with her first assignment as an escort. Her next assignment awaited, as the pair made their way to greet her.
The Doctor used her passkey to enter the room, Kingsman in tow, no knocking required. Caroline was seated at the table, having a cigarette.
"I see you take your instructions very well, my dear," the psychiatrist said, pointing to the cigarette the college student waved. "You did a marvelous job last night, you should be proud. But for now, I want you to return to your normal submissive self, focused and ready to obey. So tell me, how did you enjoy last night?"
"I enjoyed it but that was only because you told me to, you made me..." the girl lamented as she focused on her Mistress.
"Well my pretty little experiment we have one more test for you, then after that I will reprogram you, send you home and after you graduate college, at some point I will trigger you to return here. When you come back, you will undergo more conditioning, and have your body remade, doesn't that sound fabulous?" the evil Doctor asked, smiling widely.
"No, I like being me...I don't want to be a slave or an escort," Caroline pleaded.
"Oh that reminds me darling, did your client tip you for your efforts last night?" Sofia asked.
"Yes... he did.... In cash..." the girl mumbled.
"Oh how perfect, how much?" Sorina asked.
"Five hundred dollars...." the personal trainer replied.
"Perfect, that is a very good tip, and just think, you drugged him and made him my slave and he paid you and tipped you for doing it," Sofia teased. "I call that a perfect night. You earned the tip, my dear, spend it wisely."
Caroline just fidgeted in her seat, then took a drag from her cigarette as the prior evening's activities raced through her mind.
"I see you are comfortable smoking, my dear," the doctor teased. "Just like I instructed you. Seems you do very well following my instructions."
Caroline nodded and simply stared 1000 yards away as she was devastated at what was happening, knowing there was no way out of her predicament at the moment.
"Which brings us to now, my dear," the doctor began, refocusing on the one more test she was talking about. "Tell me, do you like women, ever date women?"
"No, never...." the girl replied.
"Well then you are in for a treat," the Doctor said. "Here's what you are going to do..."
********
"Uncle Mike has everything all set," Nikki said to Alicia. "We just have to move everything into place now."
"Are you ready for this?" Alicia asked.
"No but we have no choice," Nikki answered. "He says the whole shopping list is ready for us."
"Ok, but before we travel there is just one thing...." Alicia said.
The former Alexis Phillips stopped, took off her top, undid her skirt and walked over to her girlfriend and pushed her to the bed, undressing her as she moved her toward the bed.
"I want to do this one more time... just in case something shitty happens..."
********
Caroline glared at Dr. Sorina as she went with Kingsman to the car that was waiting.
"As for you darling you know what to do," the puppet mistress said to her lover. "If you find something interesting, please feel free to have a little fun, but don't put us in any danger. You have earned a little fun."
"Of course not, Mistress," Kingsman said with a grin. "I'll see what I can do..."
As the psychiatrist held court with her submissives, she began giving the finishing touches to her instructions for the college girl, who looked at her feet and frowned.
"Oh none of that Caroline," the woman in control said. "Now a big smile, listen to Marcus and follow your instructions. From this point on you are very excited to complete your assignment. Isn't that right?"
"Yes, Mistress," Caroline said, a pretty smile arching across her face, forced or not.
The driver took Caroline and Kingsman to their destination, where Caroline exited the car as it pulled to the curb, and she walked alone toward the line outside the strobe lit, music thumping club, dressed in her sinfully short black skirt, black thigh high stockings, 3 inch heels and black crop top, her makeup done perfectly. She looked the part of a woman on the prowl, channeling her previous evening's activity in her dress, makeup and demeanor. She stood at the outside of the line, lit up a cigarette and waited.
Kingsman exited the car after it pulled around the corner out of sight and promptly made his way to the rear of the building, where he was met by a single security guard.
"Whoa, hold on there, who are you and why are you in the back of my club?" the guard asked, keeping himself between Kingsman and the door.
"Well, first it isn't your club, Mr. Atherton owns the club. He sent me to check the security system, something about a computer glitch and server problem," Kingsman said, reaching into his back pocket. "Here, I have some ID from the security company. Are you the head of security here?"
"I am," the all black wearing security guard replied.
Kingsman approached the hulking guard, who looked at him apprehensively as he began to pull out his phone.
"Here's my ID," Kingsman said as he got close and lifted the ID in his left hand while reaching out and grabbing the man's left hand with his right.
KIngsman pulsed a full blast of confusion, while also pulsing a hypnotic state in the giant guard. The man never finished his call, and dropped his phone as the confusion and deep trance state slowly overtook his mind.
"That's it, just relax, don't fight, just embrace and enjoy the feeling," Kingsman said to the man. "Tell me your name."
