Ace was flipping through his spellbook at the counter, searching for a fun spell to do. Slave was kneeling under the counter, sucking his cock like a pro. And Lizzie was sitting on the counter, giggling as she stared at a crystal. It was a sparkling emerald that just kept pulling her deeper and deeper into her trance.
There was a thump and Ace looked up from his book. Neither Slave nor Lizzie reacted, like the good employees they were.
"Oh, fuck," he grunted, cumming in Slave's mouth. She moaned as she swallowed his cum. "Good Slave."
"Thank you, Master," she droned.
He set his spellbook down and went to investigate the noise. At the front of the store, a body was sprawled out on the floor. It was one of his hypnotized mannequins that stood in the display window... and somehow it had fallen.
Its fingers were twitching and it was blinking, a sign that it was no longer fully in trance. Ace grumbled and lifted it to its feet.
"Should've known you'd fall one day," he huffed. He grabbed the other mannequin, the one still standing in the window, and pulled that one down as well. "I guess it's time to retrain you."
He carried the mannequins to the back room and set them in the center. They were both starting to twitch, now that they were no longer in front of the window. Ace had implanted a spiral in the window that only his mannequins could see, but now they were waking up.
"Awake." The mannequins blinked and opened their eyes. They looked around the empty room, confused. They had been in a trance long enough that their minds were mush. Ace had to make sure he put them back in trance before they became too aware.
