The climax came quickly. Shauna barely felt her fingers gently glide over the tip of her clit before the tiny stirring already within her built to a raging torrent that caused her body to stiffen and shudder. She was dimly aware of Melissa speaking with Trey and the sound of footsteps behind them. Was Trey leaving? She couldn't determine. Her focus was solely on working herself into a fervor.
Damn it. She hadn't wanted to enjoy it as much as she had. How much of that was Melissa's hypnotic influence over her versus her own libido, she could not say. Only that the taste of his cock...the feel of it as it moved in and out of her mouth...she did not want to admit it to herself. Even now, as his cum cascaded over her face, she felt a strange sense of arousal. That perhaps men weren't 'the enemy' after all.
Heather screamed first. Music Shauna had already heard several times that evening, though she regretted not being the one to bring it out of her this time. A cry of both agony and ecstasy spurred Shauna on until her voice joined her partner's.
Then silence...
Their hands dropped limply to their sides, palms up, and their eyes stared blankly forward. Footsteps behind them. A single set. Not sneakers. It had to be --
Melissa stepped in front of them and sat down on the couch to face them. "Good girls," she said. "You're now deep in a trance. Remember this state. Remember how you feel while you are in it. Your minds are now blank. Open to suggestions. My suggestions, and only mine."
"Yes Melissa," both women said in unison. The words seemed to irritate the blonde monster facing them.
"No," she said firmly. "You'll address me as 'Ma'am' or 'Ms. Fulton' when we are alone together. When we are with others, you may use my first name, but beyond that, you'll treat and address me as your superior. Repeat that and commit it to memory."
They said the words together, then added "ma'am" at the end of it as if to put punctuation on the statement.
"Good girls," she said again. "You like hearing me say that don't you, Shauna?"
"Yes ma'am," Shauna said in a low monotone.
"Good," she said. "Each time you hear it -- from my lips -- it will only reinforce your feelings of submission toward me. You will enter this trancelike state when you hear me say it. When I say 'Bad Girls' you'll move out of this trancelike state and have your freedom. Well, the freedom I allow you to possess, at any rate."
She crossed her legs in front of them. "I did a little research on this 'magic powder' of yours while I was picking up your ex, Heather." She hefted the bag in her hand. "Turns out if it's blown in your face once, it'll wear off after a couple weeks." Slowly she poured a measured handful into her outstretched palm. "But if a slave was needed for a year or two, their master would need to expose them to it twice."
So saying, she rose and leaned forward, blowing the powder into Shauna and Heather's statue-still faces. "Breathe in deeply, ladies," she said. Neither Shauna nor Heather could deny her, and as they felt the strange aroma assail their nostrils a second time, their will to resist became even more diminished. Melissa smiled down at them. "Guess what happens if I give you both a THIRD dose?"
Shauna needed no answer. Neither did Heather. They'd be hers. Forever.
They watched helplessly as Melissa walked over to a bag she'd brought in. "I did a little shopping for you two as well, while I was out." Hypnotized or not, both girls' eyes widened as they saw the double-sided dildo she produced from it. She held it appreciatively in front of them, smiling down with further orders: "On all fours ladies, get ass to ass for me."
Shauna could only scream internally as her body rebelled. She knew what was coming. Dreaded it. But part of her mind was attempting to soothe her. Melissa wanted her to do this. Therefore, she wanted to do it to please her. Pleasing Melissa was important. She wanted to do it. She had to do it.
"Don't worry girls. I'm not a total sadist," Melissa continued. "I bought a nice bottle of lube for you. Show some appreciation."
"Th-thank you, Ms. Fulton," Heather half droned, half whined. Shauna also thanked her for her 'consideration'. Only then did she realize what was about to happen. This sex toy wasn't going into their already moist and well-lubricated pussies.
It was going into their asses!
Melissa ran a lubed-up finger around Shauna's tight pucker, making sure to coat it well, even inserting it a bit, getting a slight gasp out of the raven-haired servant. "We're going to set up some nice housekeeping rules, the three of us," she said. "And with each one, you two are going to move closer and closer to each other. This thing's gonna slide deeper and deeper inside you. We'll stop when I can only barely see it. When you're both 'cheek to cheek', so to speak."
"Feel free to moan and scream," she said as she turned her attention to Heather's small hole. "I know this is going to hurt." She looked back at Shauna with a wicked glare. "I'm pretty much counting on it."
Shauna braced herself as she watched Melissa stand in front of her, lubing up the dildo she was about to impale her on. Slowly the blonde walked behind her, between both women, and then Shauna felt it. The tip, pressing gently against her ass. Her eyes opened wide at the initial contact, then she winced as Melissa slowly forced the bulb of it inside her. She couldn't help a light moan escaping her lips. It didn't go unnoticed.
"Like that, Shauna?" Melissa cooed tauntingly. "We're just getting started!" Shauna could only listen and hear Heather's yelp of sudden pain as the other end of it was no doubt being inserted into her.
