She couldn't move. Backed up against the window in her office which overlooked the city nightlife she stared at the man in front of her. Jacob. He had only uttered one word to her and she was paralysed, unable to move.
"Obey," he said in a deep tone.
She tried hard to move but she couldn't. Her body wasn't moving even though her mind ushered her to do so. And she felt angry at the smirk that crossed over his lips when he realised that whatever plan he had put in place was working.
"Speak," he said.
At that moment, her lips freed from whatever entrapment held them shut. "What have you done to me?"
"I finally found a way to control you Ella," he said as he turned and locked the door to her office. Not that it would have mattered much anyway, considering it was already after 9pm and everyone sane enough had left hours ago.
Jacob and Ella had been office rivals for years. Each pushing to get the vice president promotion that had been on the cards for the last six months. When Ella finally got the promotion, Jacob had turned sour beyond belief, eventually getting fired for reckless and rude behaviour. But now, Jacob had found a way to get payback. A way to control the one person he never could.
"Consider this a type of mind control, Ella. Only to make it more fun on my part, I'm only going to control your body. Your mind will be free to think what you like. I will be controlling some of your speech though. For example, you won't ever be able to tell anyone about this, about me controlling you. I want everyone to think that you're doing this of your free will. Am I understood?"
"Yes master," she blurted out, shocked at what was forced out of her mouth.
"Good. We'll start with you removing your panties."
Ella reached down, unable to control her movements and lifted up her skirt, pulling down her panties. She stepped out of them, holding them in her hand.
"Now use those scissors and cut them up. I don't want you ever wearing panties again."
"Yes master," she said, grabbing the scissor from her desk and taking them to her panties.
She cut them up into small pieces, watching them fall to the ground, completely ruined. Her mind was a whirl of emotions as her body moved of its own accord. She hated Jacob to the core and just when she thought she finally got him out of her life, he was back. Only this time she was fearful of what he would make her do. She didn't even know how he was controlling her but she knew he wouldn't tell. Even though she hated to admit it, he was a smart man.
"Now, cut off your skirt."
"No, please," Ella said as her hand moved the scissors towards her skirt and cut a long line down the middle of her skirt. It fell to the floor while Jacob merely watched, enjoying the sight of her neatly shaved pussy lips being on display.
"Pick it up and cut it to shreds. I don't want it to be usable once we're done."
Ella panicked but her body bent over and picked up the skirt, cutting it into small, tiny pieces. She had no cover below the waist now, with only her top which reached her waist. Her pussy and ass were on clear display and she felt humiliated that she was being made to do this.
"Good girl," he said, moving closer to her and grabbing the scissors from her hands to place on the table beside her. What she wouldn't give to just pick up the scissors and jam it into his heart right now, but she couldn't. Her body wouldn't move without him telling her so.
"Hands on the desk and bend over."
She complied with his commands, placing her hands on the table and bending over. Her ass thrust out behind her, leaving her completely exposed as Jacob came up behind her. "Spread your legs, whore."
Her legs spread, causing the cool air to brush against her as the folds of her pussy separated.
Whack. Jacobs hand came down hard on her ass, causing her to jolt forward from the force. He hit her again and again across the ass as it slowly turned a bright shade of red. The last couple of hits sent a tear to her eye as she fought through the pain. Ella's only desire was to scream out loud for help but only gasps and moans of pain escaped.
"Now get up on the desk, facing the window and spread those slutty legs of yours."
Ella did as she was told, wincing as she sat on the desk and spread her legs. The office looked out upon the night and she was in a corner office which meant the windows were much larger than a normal office. One one side it was a view over some smaller building but the other side faced another building of a similar height which functioned as an apartment building.
She could already see the outline of people in their apartment and the thought that anyone could look over and see her in the position was humiliating. The worst thing was, she was starting to get wet. She turned her head away, not wanting to look at anyone who might be watching her.
