"Let me get this straight," Melissa folded her arms as she looked at the two women standing still as statues, with faces stony and unexpressive. "You two set this all up as some elaborate revenge scheme?"
Shauna and Heather nodded in unison.
"And this," she held up the powder, "was going to put me completely under your control? Like what...hypnosis? Let me guess. So you could make me do any number of humiliating and unspeakable acts?"
Again, the duo nodded their heads in response.
"But it backfired, so you two bitches are now under my control?" Melissa didn't wait for the nod, breaking into a wicked, piercing laugh. Shauna did not need to look toward Heather to confirm what that laughter meant. They were both in serious trouble!
With each breath Shauna felt the strange magical powder move deeper and deeper into her body. Working its way into her lungs, her stomach, and into her mind. She felt a complete and utter compulsion to do whatever Melissa asked of her. Without hesitation. Without question. Her thoughts were still her own, where anything else was concerned, but the desire to serve and please her one-time nemesis overshadowed them all. She wondered if Heather was going through a similar mental torment.
"How long does this last?" Melissa demanded, looking at the bag.
"I...do not know, Melissa," Shauna responded.
The petite blonde walked around the two of them, like a curator examining new artifacts in a museum. "So I can do pretty much whatever I want to you two?" she smiled to herself as she smacked both their asses from behind. Hard. A swift, stinging smack they could feel through their clothes. Shauna and Heather nudged forward slightly from the impact but otherwise stood as still as they could.
"Y-yes, Melissa," Shauna confirmed. "We cannot stop you. We must obey you."
Melissa made her way back to face them. She wore an impish grin; the expression Shauna had grown to hate. "Truly?" she asked.
Shauna barely got the nod out before Melissa's hand struck her -- hard -- with a slap that nearly echoed around the entryway where they stood. She did not move to defend herself -- she could not -- but simply let out a small yelp of surprise and pain as she watched Melissa deliver the same powerful, painful smack to Heather's cheek.
"That's for planning all this," Melissa said as she considered the two of them. "You two should have left well enough alone. You're going to regret that now. Oh God...how you're going to regret this."
She continued to pace around them. The predator circling her prey. "What," she mused, "do I want to do to you first? I mean, I do have places I need to go, and I can't very well leave you two unattended."
She ordered the duo to follow her into the family room and had them sit side by side on a loveseat. Shauna allowed herself a moment of mental panic as her body complied with the merest words Melissa spoke. Nothing more complex than 'follow' or 'sit' but she could somehow tell exactly what Melissa wanted. Even now as she looked up at her, she knew she would never be able to deny Melissa anything.
"You two have been planning this for some time, I suppose?" Melissa asked, folding her arms.
"A-A few months," Heather responded, her voice unsure, as if it couldn't determine what it could and couldn't say to her.
Melissa nodded. "And in that time, what...did you two fall in love with each other or something? Become a couple dykes? Fuckbuddies, is that it?"
Shauna and Heather looked at each other, then shook their heads no. "It wasn't like that," Shauna said. "At all."
She saw the wicked grin on the blonde's face as Melissa leaned forward to look at both of them. "Oh, I'm sorry," she said, "I was getting a little ahead of myself."
She straightened herself and paced back and forth in front of them. "I really don't want to leave you two, but I can't break this appointment. Plus, I think I need to make an extra stop or two given our new...relationship. Get up and go empty whatever cash you have from your purses and bring it back to me."
The two rose and quickly complied, striding purposefully with unemotional faces to empty their wallets of what cash they had on hand. Melissa frowned a bit as they returned. It wasn't much but she wasn't quite ready to steal their credit cards just yet.
"This'll do, for now," she said as she ordered them to sit back down. "You're going to start carrying more cash for me from now on, do you understand?" Both girls nodded.
"I'll be back in a few hours," she said. "During that time, you two are going to undergo a little -- re-examination -- of your relationship."
Shauna looked nervously at Heather. She knew she didn't like the sound of that. They watched helplessly as Melissa walked over to the stereo in the corner. "Nice system" the blonde said as she turned it on and dialed in a station. "Do you two know about 94.5? Soul Sounds?"
She looked back at the two of them. "No? Oh, I think you two are really going to enjoy it. My stepfather likes it. Personally? It's not my thing, but I think it'll suit my idea."
Soon smooth, soulful R&B began playing throughout the room. Romantic music. Sultry numbers, Heather thought. The kind you...
She stopped herself. What was Melissa planning? She had a sudden feeling of dread as the girl returned to stand before them.
"Like I said," she smiled. "I was getting ahead of myself when I suggested you two were a couple. But I think we probably should make it official."
She began pacing again. "The nice thing about 94.5? Private funding, so no ads beyond the occasional station identification. You can go hours listening to song after song...and that's just what you two are going to do."
She turned and beamed a devilish grin down on both of them. "But with each song, you two are going to get more and more into each other. At first maybe some light talk, a caress here or there, but soon you'll find it difficult to keep your hands off each other. Or your lips, for that matter."
"Soon, you two will be confessing your love to each other, as if you've always felt that way," Melissa folded her arms imperiously.
She wasn't done with them. "With every new song that plays," she continued, "an item of clothing also comes off of each of you. You can remove it yourself, or once things get going, you'll likely want your partner to remove it for you."
"When I return," she said finally, "I want to see you two completely naked, going at it like two sex-crazed nymphomaniacs, and one hundred percent in love with each other."
Somehow, Heather found her voice. "Please...Melissa...I-I'm not -- "
