Had they been going at this for hours? Days? Shauna could no longer say. She simply knew the taste and aroma of Heather was mingled with her own so much that she could no longer distinguish between where she began and the ravishing brunette beauty beneath her ended. No part of their bodies had gone unexplored, and even now as she straddled Heather with her body and greedily let her tongue work over her pussy, she could feel her lover's fingers in turn working on hers. A perfect machine of sweat, sex, and sheer ecstasy.
And then the music stopped.
The sound of a single person clapping filled the room and Shauna looked up at the blonde source of her devotion and hate. Melissa stood imperiously over her, beaming down with both appreciation and malice.
"Well done, you two," she chided. "You both look really nice all sweaty and naked on the floor like that." She walked around the duo, Shauna's body still lying atop Heather's. "It's where you two belong, after all. Maybe next time I'll have you do it in a mud pit in your backyard."
Meissa looked at the two of them. The crazy powder clearly worked. No way either of them would have gone as far as they'd clearly gone when she returned. She had them both under her complete control. How far that control extended she intended to test. Vigorously. "I suppose it's time to get to work," she said. "On your knees, bitches."
At a fingersnap, Shauna slid off Heather and got to her knees, Heather sitting up and joining her in a similar position at her side. Hands on their thighs. Looking straight forward. Unable and unwilling to disobey Melissa's command.
"Wow," a figure entered the room, one both Shauna and Heather knew. Trey. Of course, Melissa had gone to get her boyfriend -- Heather's ex-boyfriend -- to lord it over the two of them. He stood at her side and looked down on their kneeling forms. "You really do have them under your control. I thought you were just being silly."
Melissa put her arm around his waist, making sure Heather saw it. Shauna could feel the anger within Heather but smiled inwardly at her lover's ability to keep her wrath in check. 'She's so wonderful,' Shauna thought to herself. 'I'm so lucky to be with her.' Thoughts that might not be wholly part of her hypnotized state. There'd always been a part of her that was attracted to her, but like most of the school, would never dare act on it.
"To be honest, I thought it was silly too," Melissa said to Trey, "but you can see the results."
"You really programmed them to fall in love with each other?" Trey chuckled a bit at the notion.
"Ask them," Melissa took her arm off his hip and stepped forward. "What about it, ladies? Are you two in love with each other?"
"Very much," Shauna said as she looked over at Heather, who returned the romantic smile she had on her own face.
"I cannot imagine life without her," Heather responded.
Melissa folded her arms. "You two were going at it pretty good when I got back," she admitted. "That's going to be a permanent arrangement between you two from here on out. Not a day is going to pass without one of you saying 'I Love You' to the other, am I clear?"
"Yes, Melissa," the duo said in unison.
"Damn," Trey shook his head. "You turned my ex into a dyke? With Shauna Stevenson of all people?"
"Pretty hot, huh?" Melissa beamed at him. "And believe me...I'm just getting started. These two are going to regret what they tried here today." She walked around them, looking at them as purchased goods for her inspection. They were both a mess, the glow of the sweat of their lovemaking covering their bodies. They simply stared forward, awaiting whatever their owner had planned for them.
"They'll do anything you ask of them?" Trey eyed Shauna in particular. His look made her uncomfortable, but she said nothing. She dared not, in Melissa's presence.
Still, his question and ogling glance had not gone unnoticed. "Seriously?" Melissa laughed. "Shauna?"
Trey blushed a bit. "Sorry, babe," he looked at Melissa. "She always was a hottie, even if she creeped a lot of us out."
Melissa shrugged. Shauna did have a nice body under all the clothes she generally wore. Even she had to admit it. "Fine," she finally said. "But you better clean yourself off after you're done. I'm not putting my mouth where hers has been."
Melissa stood next to Shauna and leaned down, her blonde curls resting against Shauna's raven-black hair. "Shauna?" she said, "you're to crawl over to Trey, tug his pants down, pull his cock out, and give him the...well, the second-best blowjob he's ever had in his life. Clear?"
"Yes, Melissa," Shauna heard her voice say, in spite of her mental screaming. Her body was no longer her own. It was crawling on all fours over to where the -- begrudgingly admittedly -- handsome jock stood waiting for her.
If she could disobey this order, she would, but there was no stopping her compulsion at this point. Melissa had told her to do it. She would do it. Simple as that.
But Trey! Everything she despised in men. That stereotypical "dumb jock". Good looking, but without a brain or much of a personality to go with it. Despite her lack of control, her hands still trembled as she rose up in front of him to fumble with the fly on his jeans. Unbuckling his belt and unbuttoning his fly.
Her thoughts were also for Heather. Trey had been her man, and if her girlfriend was being honest, they'd never gone as far as Shauna was about to. Was this torture for her, to watch what Shauna was doing? Clearly Melissa picked up on this thought, as Shauna heard her move nearer to Heather.
