Dr. Fredrik Peterson was a research scientist and a complete pervert. He would be the first to admit this. Being a fairly small man and not very attractive to women, his usual sexual experiences were limited to solo masturbation whilst watching porn movies, his favorite movies being always concerned with non-consensual sex and humiliation.
For some time Peterson had been working on Subliminal Perception; the ability to control a subjects mind through invisible one frame pictures inserted into material such as TV commercials. For his latest, and he hoped most successful experiment, Peterson had selected a small town with one local TV station. He had proceeded to bribe one of the night-shift technicians to allow him to edit in a quantity of subliminal messages to a series of commercials due to go on air over a course of six weeks. The messages were simple and consisted of one question and answer. Peterson would say "You are the lock", the subject would respond "You are the key". This simple "trigger" accomplished, the subjects mind would then be in Peterson's total control. Peterson had already experimented with this "trigger" system under laboratory conditions, but the TV commercials would allow him to test his theories on a much wider scale.
Peterson had decided to hedge his bets a little until he was sure that his system worked. He would select a subject's house, knock on the door and announce himself as a market researcher doing work for the local TV station. He would thus be able to find out how much of the commercials the subject was likely to have seen.
Peterson approached the door of the selected house and rang the bell. A woman in her mid thirties answered the door. She was tall, around 5'9'' with long black hair. She wore a housecoat over a white blouse and red mid length skirt and looked very much the suburban housewife.
"Good morning" smiled Peterson, "I am doing some research for our local TV station, I wonder if I could ask you just a few questions regarding your viewing habits?"
"Sure" responded the woman, "would you like to come in?"
Peterson sat in the offered armchair as the woman settled herself opposite.
"Now, firstly you are Mrs.......?"
"Rayner" responded the woman, ""Jane"
"Good... Now Jane, tell me, how much TV do you and your family usually watch in a week?"
"Ummm... well I suppose around 3 hours a day for my husband and myself. Julie, our daughter watches a little more"
Peterson continued "And how much of that time would be spent watching our local station?"
"Oh almost all.... we only watch the other stations for a movie or something like that."
Peterson smiled to himself. "This could work" he thought.
Peterson continued to ask Jane some more meaningless questions, and then with a deep breath went for the kill!
"You are the lock" he said to her in a shaky voice.
Jane's eyes glazed slightly as she responded immediately "You are the key"
For a moment Peterson just stared at the woman as she sat looking back at him with a vacant expression on her pretty face. Could it have worked? Perhaps one more quick test.
"Tell me your husband and daughters names and ages"
Jane responded immediately in a flat tone "David is 38, Julie is 18"
Peterson continued "I have complete control of your mind - do you understand?"
"Yes, I understand" replied Jane
Suddenly Peterson heard a noise from upstairs
"Are your family here?"
"Yes, David and Julie are both in today" replied Jane
"Call them down please"
Jane called out to her husband and daughter who both came trotting down the stairs. As soon as they entered the room, Peterson lost no time in subjecting them to the same trigger. As soon as this was completed, Peterson had all three members of the family sitting side by side on the sofa all with glazed expressions.
"Now", thought Peterson, "time to see how my theories test out"
"Jane, please stand and remove your housecoat. Everything I command you to do will seem completely normal to you and your family. Is that clear?"
Jane nodded as she casually stood up and started to unbutton the front of her housecoat. When she had finished Peterson continued
"Now unbutton your blouse so we can see your bra"
Peterson looked at both Julie and David as they casually watched Jane reveal a lacy white bra covering a nice firm pair of breasts.
"Good... now ask me to take your bra and blouse off for you and make your nipples hard. You are starting to feel very horny"
As Jane complied with his command, Peterson walked over to her and removed her blouse. His hands trembled slightly as he fumbled with the hooks of her bra finally loosing it and letting it fall to the ground. As Jane turned towards him he saw the lust in her eyes as he realized that she was experiencing the rise in sexual excitement that he had demanded. Peterson looked down at Jane's breasts and licked his lips, they were firm and large, around a 38D he thought, as his shaking fingers reached to her nipples and rolled them between his fingers and thumbs.
"Mmmmmmmm" Jane murmured as she closed her eyes.
Continuing to pinch and squeeze Janes nipples, Peterson looked over to David and Julie still sitting on the sofa.
"She has lovely breasts doesn't she?" He asked Julie "Watching me squeeze them is making you so hot and sexy."
"David" he continued, "your cock must be getting quite hard watching this. Why don't you take it out so Julie can see it?"
Julie was switching her gaze between her mothers erect nipples and her father as he calmly unzipped his fly and took out a very large penis.
Peterson continued with his commands "Julie, take off your T-shirt and take your fathers cock in your hand and squeeze it a little. Jane, you may now take off the rest of your clothes"
As Julie pulled her t-shirt over her head and exposed her young developing breasts, her mother quickly undid her skirt and stepped out of her bikini panties.
"AAAAAahhhhhhhh" David groaned as his daughter wrapped her cool fingers around his throbbing cock.
By this time Peterson's own cock was straining against his trousers as he took the now naked Jane by the hand and led her over to the sofa.
