*Author's note*
Just a small fair warning, while this chapter uses pleasure as a method of control, this short first chapter is light world building and character establishment, sex to follow in chapter two!
Chapter 1: Think Warm Thoughts
The room was dark, with only two points of light. The first was a single candle on a table next to the door, flickering in the draft that crept out of the bottom and sides of the aged entry way. The second came from a tiny purple crystal dangling on a chain. It was so small that it barely illuminated the faces of the only two people in the room, as they were both inches away from it.
"That's it, sweetie, just let the warmth of the light wash over you, let your mind fade away, your only thoughts are my words, just surrender."
The words were spoken by a bald man with thick glasses wearing a trench coat. He was dangling the glowing crystal before the glazed blue eyes of a beautiful young woman with strawberry blonde hair. She had been stripped of most of her clothes, left only in a tiny red thong and matching red bra, both hugging her athletic, curvy body tightly.
"Sur...surrender?" She asked in a small voice. She had resisted valiantly, Doctor Thrall had to admit. He had taken the young woman on as a client because of her looks, and had enjoyed taking his peaks at her body during their earliest sessions, but when her last session revealed she had high value knowledge of some very important people he knew he would have to break her down. He'd had her in every day for a week sand he'd been at it for nearly an hour today so far, but the constant exposure to the Trance Crystal in that time frame was virtually impossible to resist, and she was finally cracking.
"Yes, Lindsay, surrender. This has gone on too long, you fought so hard but your mind is exhausted, it's time to give into your desire to sleep and let go, sleep, sleeeeep," the doctor whispered soothingly in her ear.
Lindsay's eyelids fluttered as her eyes rolled into the back of her head.
"Sleeeeee..." she breathed out as her body sagged and her head dropped to her ample chest and she finally submitted to him fully.
"Good girl. Sleep deeply, there is no pain, no struggle, only sweet, sweet sleep."
Lindsay nodded weakly and sighed as she melted into her chair, she enjoying the feelings of peace and submission that her mind had spent days trying to fight back.
"Now, I have a few questions for you Lindsay, about some of your friends, but I'm such a nice man that I'll give you something special in return. Every time you give me the truth you will feel tingles of pleasure all throughout your body, the pleasure centers in your mind will light up like a Christmas tree. This pleasure will grow stronger and stronger the more honest and detailed the information you give becomes. Doesn't that sound fun?"
"Mhm," she mumbled, the corner of her mouth curling into a smile, "fun..."
"Good girl, why don't we test it out? Tell me, Lindsay, what is your occupation?"
"I'm an insurance asso-"
"No, Lindsay," Dr. Thrall interrupted, shaking his head, "Your REAL job, your true duty."
Lindsay hesitated for a moment, even under trance something felt funny about the question, but the thought of the pleasure nagged at her and her willpower had already crumbled.
"I...I'm the tech assistant...to the Fearsome Foursome...ooooh" She moaned as she felt wonderful tingles and flicks of pleasure start at the top of her scalp and work their way down, like her body was being showered with tiny kisses.
"Good girl," the doctor said with a wicked smile. He pulled out a recording device and hit play, as he did for all his juiciest sessions, and began his line of questioning.
"Tell me about Diamond Dame."
*Four Years Earlier*
"Oh my god, Alana, I'm so sorry!" Lindsay said horrified as she grabbed a wad of paper towels to clean up the colorful drink she had just spilled all over her friend.
"No worries, lady," Alana responded with a bright smile.
The two had finally gotten away from a few frat guys, which was no small feet as they were drawn like bees to honey to the girls curvy bodies and formfitting dresses. Alana always got the worst of it, with her bright platinum hair and her Australian accent, she was the only girl in the whole university that could make even Lindsay feel invisible sometimes.
They had swiped a few drinks and snuck their way around the back of the house to the hot tub. Both girls were naked now, as they had both neglected to bring suits and didn't want to walk home in wet clothes. The only coverage either of them had at the moment was the large pacth of sticky blue booze on Alana's chest after Lindsay spilled her drink.
"Is anyone looking?" Alana asked with a wry grin. Lindsay peaked into the windows and shook her head excitedly.
"You're fine, do it!"
Alana closed her eyes and focused on her large breasts and flat stomach and the area began to glow. When she finished her body had turned to a shinny glass surface, and most of the drink just slid right off.
"Awesome," Lindsay said, impressed by the girls powers.
