OFFICE FURNITURE, PART 6
Diane smiled as she sat up. She was naked, tanning on her patio in her custom-built condo next to her pool, being served by the richest woman in the state.
"Madam, your robe." Lisa said with a little curtsy and giggle.
"Thank you, Lisa. You are such a good little maid."
"Oui! Tank you Madam!" Lisa curtsied again and then minced off.
Diane giggled and was joined by her two besties, Trisha and Staci. Both lay naked on tanning beds as well.
"I do so love how that stuck up bitch is now our maid. Becoming friends with you is the best thing to ever happen to me." Staci said as she rolled onto her back showcasing her large and perfect tits and shaved pussy.
"Oh, so do I. When I think about how I used to be, good heavens, I just shudder at the thought. Why did I waste so much of my life when I could have been living like this?" Diane replied.
Trisha sighed. "I know, right? Now, we get to dance, party, indulge in everything and anything we want, and best of all, we have the biggest stud on the planet who fucks us daily."
All three of the girls sighed at that. Diane glided a finger over her perfectly shaved pussy and let out a slight moan.
"Oh yes. My dear James. My master. My lover. My man. Mm, I get wet just thinking about him." She giggled again and shook her head.
"But enough of that, we have work to do."
"We?" Staci asked.
"Yes, we. You two are coming to the office with me. James is taking care of some business out of town and won't be back until tomorrow. We have some important people to meet with."
Trisha stood up and arched her back letting her long blonde hair hang down. "Oh yeah? Who?"
"Several City Council members, the mayor, and the chief of police."
Both girls stopped at that and looked at Diane.
"Huh? What for?" Staci asked as she put on a robe.
Diane smiled evilly. Both girls saw that grin and then looked at each other with a big grin.
"Oh, I know that look. Someone is getting mind fucked." Staci said with a smirk.
"Oh yes, indeed. James is content to let us rule this city from the shadows, manipulating people, especially the rich and famous though our clubs, our girls and now the school. And our "Super-heroine"."
Everyone laughed at that. Ms. Liberty was the city's champion of justice. But in reality, she was Ms. Felony, a new super-villainess who had made a name for herself in several major crimes over the past several months along with an expert crew of criminals.
Ms. Felony and her crew had been created by James and his magical furniture that allowed him to manipulate the minds of people who came in to see him for help. He had turned the heroine, a rich heiress and several highly skilled women into one of the greatest criminal gangs in the country. James was very careful with them, and made sure they did not try anything around the city. He had even set up a special fake out that had resulted in several 'scouts' from this gang being captured by Ms. Liberty and foiling the crime prior to it being attempted. The scouts of course were specially programmed people James had put up to it and had no idea how they had been played.
"Jenna does excellent work in her other roles. But I have been thinking our control is not as solid as I would like to have it. Influence via soft power is one thing, but I have decided that we need to have direct control of the city's important officials. The mayor, Chief of Police, and the council. Once we have done that, we can just get things done as needed. And I am thinking we can make some civic improvements as well. If we are to be the rulers, we must take care of the ruled. And it will keep the great masses happy."
Diane looked out over the city. HER city. Well, her city and James' city. She sighed happily again at the thought of her beloved.
Trisha and Staci flanked her.
"Well girls, let's go do our civic duty."
All three hot women laughed as they swayed back inside to change.
LATER AT THE OFFICE
Trisha set out the last chair and nodded. "That should do it Diane, enough for everyone."
Diane nodded as she positioned James's master chair in the center. "Good, you two will sit over there and keep quiet. I'll take care of our guests."
Trisha and Staci both giggled and nodded. Truth be told, they LOVED watching James and Diane work with the furniture. They both knew about it, Diane had told them, but they would die before they would ever talk about it. And they knew that they would in reality, Diane had programmed them that way. And they knew that they had both been programmed by James in the beginning.
But neither one cared.
James had made them LOVE it, and him, and Diane. And of course, the lifestyle they had gotten. They had both been hot strippers before, now they were the hottest strippers in the city along with Diane, plus spoiled sugar babies with everything they could ask for, and rich and powerful women as their servants and slaves.
Diane sat down and put on her reading glasses. It gave her the sexy teacher or librarian look from hell, along with her designer clothing, tailor made to fit her hot body, and her perfectly done makeup and toned figure. She practically screamed sexy, but in a professional way.
Diane had used her various connections to get the important members of the city council here. The premise was the founding of a large civic organization by several rich and powerful people, including the two richest women in the city, and a discussion on how it could best aid the city.
The reality was that the two richest women in the city were under Diane's control. Lisa, the richest by far, had been made to think she had contracted a disease known as "Maidtosis". Her condition was irreversible, and she now thought of herself as a ditzy, bimboish French Maid and was Diane's personal servant. Charlotte had become a master criminal, cat-burglar, and was the leader of the most successful criminal crew on the coast. She thrived on crime now, and she was the boss of Ms. Liberty/Ms. Felony, aka: Jenna, Diane's personal assistant when off duty.
It had been easy to get the key members after a couple of phone calls from her girls. And some other "interest" from other rich men and women who were her regular customers at her very exclusive and very decadent strip club. She hadn't even needed to threaten blackmail, she just had her girls ask their clients "nicely" and it was done in 24 hours.
"So much easier, having my girls control these people. They don't really need to think, just do as they are told by much smarter people, like me. Diane thought with a smile. Diane squirmed a bit as she started to get turned on, thinking about how she and her various escorts and strippers, girls usually looked down on and ignored, were now actually the REAL power in the city.
Under James's and her control of course.
There was a knock at the door, and it opened. Several people filed in. Diane smiled, but did not stand up. She focused and everyone headed to a chair and sat down without saying a word. Once they sat down, Daine completed the link and emptied their minds. The people slowly slumped down into their chairs and their eyes glazed over.
Mayor Steve Roberts was an older man, in his early 50s. He was starting to put on some weight and his hair was going grey, but he was still pretty handsome and kept in decent shape. He was married and had two kids in college outside the city.
The council members were a mix of ladies. Councilwoman Ashley Brenard was the youngest at 28, she was a firebrand and had come straight out of college determined to make her name in politics. She was passionate as well as nice looking, with light blonde hair, a nice figure, and a pretty face. She could use her looks when she wanted to but usually used her mind which was impressive.
Councilwoman Yvonne Hally was for lack of a better term a MILF. She was in her early 40s, had two kids as well, both in junior high school, and had been on the school board for years before moving up. Education was her focus. She had a nice voluptuous body and dark black hair but always dressed very vanilla.
Councilwoman Shannon Newby was the "middle child" so to speak. She was divorced, had no kids, but did care about education and so was often allied with Yvonne. She was a strawberry blonde with a very athletic figure and was usually elected because she did a decent job and no one really better had ever come along. She was probably going to end her days in low-ranking public service and had sometimes talked about moving over to head up a city department. She was usually the swing vote in many issues and therefore had a lot of favors owed and lots of contacts.
The Police Chief was Frank Marr. He was a tough, up from the ranks cop who was well respected. He also was divorced as he was really married to his work. He was powerfully built and had a sharp mind.
The last one was the city Treasurer. Brad Merrel was a young, mousey man, with glasses. He was dwarfed by the Police Chief, but for all that, he was a very mentally tough man. Anyone who thought they could physically intimidate him was disappointed, and he was probably the smartest person on the board. He could make the budget stretch and was famous for uprooting corruption. He and Frank had a very good working relationship.
Diane smiled. She already had control of the DA; he had made the mistake once of coming to one of her "special parties" and she had had several of her girls seduce him and then have a nice foursome on camera. He was now totally in her pocket, and she had gotten him on the couch shortly after. Now, he enjoyed being crooked and a sex fiend with several "girlfriends" at the club.
"Well, now to fix the city." Diane thought.
"Thank you all for coming today. Let's get right down to it. You are here because you all suffer from the same problem and only, I can fix it." Diane said. She focused on their malleable minds and pushed in new thoughts, thoughts that became facts in their heads.
Shannon blinked and nodded. "Yes, it's gotten so bad. I can't focus on anything else."
Frank lifted his head just a bit and muttered "Yeah, just can't focus."
Everyone nodded in a dazed state. Diane smiled and focused again.
"Yes, I've read your files. Now, each of you suffers from vivid visions. So real, but you can't ever seem to forget them, they are pushing into your mind at all times, making it impossible to focus and do your work. A serious problem given your positions."
"Yes, it's so difficult." Yvonne said.
