***This is part two of a story that includes mind control and takes a little bit to get to any sex scenes. You have been notified. I'll do my best to make the story stand-alone, but you'll be best off if you read the parts in order as I'm not going to re-explain every aspect of the premise in every chapter. I hope you enjoy!***
Will shook his head as if to wake himself up. He paused and finally turned the key in his car. The engine revved up and Will took a deep breath before backing out of his spot in the underground parking lot of his apartment building. He slept very poorly the night before and his late-morning coffee didn't seem to be easing him into the day any better.
He distracted his scrambled mind by carefully weaving through the turns and pillars of the cramped lot until he finally emerged into daylight. He winced as his eyes met the sun and took another deep sigh before turning onto the street.
The events from yesterday played over and over again like an iPod stuck on the wrong setting, and he still couldn't make any sense of it. Will prided himself on using logical explanations for all phenomena. He didn't believe there was enough evidence to support the existence of ghosts or God, he laughed at homeopathy and horoscopes, and he certainly didn't believe in telepathy or mind control.
But his logic and his memory were at an impasse, then, trying to explain his actions yesterday.
He had met a new intern, Liz, who appeared typically timid. But at the end of giving her a tour of the studio, they had ended up in Will's abandoned control room of an office and things got strange fast. Liz teased her body provocatively with no resistance from Will who quickly answered her racy questions despite his mind's desperate urges to tame the situation.
He was able to write that part off as being victim to the unexpected advances of an extremely attractive girl, but the confrontation ended with two commands from Liz that Will inexplicably was unable to not follow. She ordered him to masturbate in the bathroom to the thought of going down on her and also told him to not communicate any part of the encounter to anyone.
Will was baffled as to why he had carried out both orders.
Shortly after she left his office, he jerked off in the bathroom. Perhaps that part wasn't so strange given the erotic meeting he had just experienced, but after many attempts, he found his dick would only respond to the scenario Liz described. He couldn't even come to the thought of Meagan, another intern who had been dominating Will's fantasies for weeks. Meagan knew nothing of his feelings or desires, but he couldn't help but feel guilty about his inability to finish himself off to the thought of her.
To make up for it, Will jerked off twice that night thinking of Meagan. He felt ashamed as he remembered that. Even if Meagan knew, why would she care what he jerked off to? He also seriously doubted that she would consider it an apology that he pictured coming down her throat, even if she did care.
Still, Will kept telling himself, the mind never works properly when there's an erection involved, and he certainly did find the idea of eating Liz out very erotic, so maybe the bathroom incident wasn't so strange.
But then there was her second order. Right after he cleaned up the bathroom, Will raced to his office to call his friend Colin who worked in the production offices in the basement. Will was entirely unable to tell Colin about any of the incident. He couldn't even bring himself to say something subtle about finding Liz strange or suspicious.
Perhaps he was just embarrassed, Will had thought to himself. So he tested the limits again by trying to write Colin a note. Will had not been able to record a single moment of what had just happened. He couldn't write it, he couldn't type it, if he knew Morse Code, he was sure he couldn't tap it either. He felt like Jim Carrey in Liar Liar when Carrey was unable to lie about a pen's colour. No matter how hard Will tried, he was simply unable to disobey Liz's orders.
Will glanced out the window at the city's storefronts and people in an effort to silence his mind. His work day didn't start until the afternoon, so he took in the lunch time sights of a Friday in the city. Construction workers on break, a couple arguing, jay-walkers, and would you look at that ass! Will's eyes were instantly drawn to a firm round butt in dark jeans. He kept his eye on the road as best he could while making sure he got a good look.
Meagan had turned him into an ass-guy when he had never really noticed them before. He was still a boob man first, but he no longer ignored the sway of the girl just in front of his car. The ass was nice enough to belong to Meagan herself. Wait a minute. He ripped his stare away from the girl's jeans to notice her petite shapely figure and tell-tale red hair. It WAS Meagan.
He cleared his suddenly dry throat and rolled down the passenger window as he pulled up beside her.
"Hey! Loser! Want a ride?"
Meagan jumped a little before breaking into a big smile.
"Sure, jerkface!"
Will tended to have playfully taunting rapports with the girls he had crushes on, and Meagan was no exception. She bounced into Will's passenger seat and put on her seat belt while Will snuck a glance at her perky cleavage. He noted that she was wearing a more revealing top than usual and enjoyed the sight of her exposed skin. It was outfits like these that made Will understand why his coworkers would insist that she was a C or D cup, but he stood by his assessment of an unbelievably shapely, perky B cup. She was a small girl after all.
These thoughts zipped through Will's head and he was able to face forward again when he sensed Meagan's focus shifting away from the seat belt. She looked up at Will and beamed.
"Well?" She said, "Giddyup, cowboy!"
It was Will's turn to smile. He pulled back into traffic and tried to keep the conversation going.
"I haven't seen you all week! Is this your first day in?"
Meagan grinned slyly, "do you miss me that much?" She flirted before shifting gears into an honest answer, "But yes, it is. I had midterms!"
Will caught the opportunity for infinite small talk and asked her about school. They chatted and joked the rest of the car ride to the studio. As they got out of the car and walked to the building, Will decided to run another small test on his mind.
"Well, because you're a loser and had to go to school, you missed a new intern arriving yesterday," Will teased. The interns tended to be added on in waves, so groups often became clingy and therefore skeptical of new arrivals, Meagan reacted as Will expected.
"Really? Just one though? Girl? Guy? What are they like?"
"Girl. Liz." He responded curtly. Meagan paused before tentatively asking her next question.
"Is she... cute?"
Will was taken aback by this as both their cheeks flushed. He crushed so hard on Meagan, he never even imagined that she felt the same way. He didn't want to jump to conclusions, but the question definitely caused his stomach to produce butterflies.
"err...yeah," he answered honestly, "she is. Seems pretty shy though." Will felt frustrated as he said that last line. He had wanted to say that Liz had scary shark eyes and seemed a little off. Not to mention her strange habit of seducing people she had just met before barking orders at them, but his mouth had instead mustered that flimsy shy line. Meagan wasn't the type to show vulnerability for long and had already regained her confident sassy composure.
"Ah well," she breezed, "what else is new? We'll break her in!" And with that, the pair was inside the doors. Meagan went down to report to Colin who, apart from his regular administration duties, also was in charge of the interns. Will was earlier than he needed to be and headed to the main studio where most of the interns worked as to avoid looking like he was clinging to Meagan.
As usual, Will scanned the line of computers to take in which interns were around. Not every intern was at the computers. Sometimes they were helping producers with specific tasks or going on coffee runs. Will only spotted three, which was a smaller number than usual. Coincidentally, it was the three Laurens.
Double names weren't uncommon as many interns passed through Link'd. The three Laurens shared a name, and -- like most interns of both genders -- were all very attractive, but that's where the similarities ended. Lauren E was Will's favourite. She had moved from Maine to take the internship, and was perpetually bitter about living in a bigger city. She was quippy and sharp, and Will loved listening to her bloated, curse-filled rants about city life. She was around Will's age in her mid 20s, but had a deceptively innocent look. She stood around Meagan's height at 5'2 but with much shorter hair that was blond instead of red. She had attractive small facial features and a thin physique with a flat ass and boobs that were bigger than Meagan's, but less enticing. That wasn't saying much, however, as Will was rarely hypnotized by a chest like he was with Meagan's.
Despite their stunning looks, Will was far less fond of Lauren S and Lauren T. Lauren S was tall and skinny with dark brown hair. She was also around Will's age, but could pass for 30. She was a very bright girl, but flaunted it too often and usually ended up being loud and annoying.
Will could never decide if he liked Lauren S more or less than Lauren T. Lauren T was only 19, and 5'5 with curly brown hair and an incredible, curvy body. She was hardly chubby by any means, but wasn't the thin thing that Lauren S was. Plus, with a little more meat on her bones, Lauren T was able to pull off her huge chest. Lauren T was easily the bustiest girl in the building, and had the biggest boobs of any intern in Will's recent memory. His inclination to -- usually accurately -- guess a girl's cup size had him placing her on an E cup.
