Caroline stopped just outside her office door and tried to unclench her jaw. That last meeting had tensed her up again. It was all the argument and drama - pointless, since they came round to her point of view anyway. At least her new morning routine helped. She started each day relaxed and mellow.
She tamped down a smile. Not here, she thought, not now. Later. Tonight. It was an evening routine as well as a morning routine: crawl into bed, phone in hand, playing the delicious video clip on a loop. The other hand - down between her legs. She wasn't sure exactly why that clip was so hot, but she'd decided to just roll with it and enjoy it.
Now, though, it was time to enjoy some more meetings. She opened the door to her corner office and went in - and stopped, still holding the door handle.
"Who the devil are you?" she said. There was a woman in her office, standing by the window and apparently tending to a potted plant.
"Oh, hi!" the woman said, cheerily. "I'm Linda, from Green Delight Office Services!"
"No, you're not," Caroline said and started forward, eyes narrowing. "One, I don't have any plants in my office, and two, that's definitely not an official uniform." The woman was wearing a form-fitting black jumpsuit with a jagged lightning pattern on it, and over that, a pink, fluffy, lacy jacket, a pink ballerina skirt and ballerina slippers. Pink, of course.
On her head, over her blonde shoulder-length hair, she had a pink headband with fluffy pink balls all over it. The whole outfit was so bizarre that it took several seconds for Caroline's mind to make the connection. When it did, it stopped her cold.
"Who... are you?" she said. The woman was dressed as... goddess Astrape. An ancient Greek goddess of lightning who'd crossed time and space to play a large role in a popular Japanese manga. Which just happened to be Caroline's secret vice. She'd spent too much time reading, watching, and collecting images relating to it. All at home. Never at work. Nobody knew about it.
"Leave my office!" she barked, to conceal her growing unease. This was wrong. The woman wasn't just dressed as goddess Astrape. She was dressed as a particular version of the goddess. One that mostly appeared in certain hentai adaptations, where she called down lightning from the sky and zapped women, rendering them drooling, giggly and vacant. And... horny.
That's what the goddess did in that clip - those clips, really, but especially one, a delicious one - that Caroline had become almost obsessed with in the mornings and evenings. The clip that helped her relax, and also made her cum like crazy. But... that was impossible. Nobody could know.
"Sorry, boss, maybe I'm in the wrong place then," the woman said, clapping her hands together in a perfect imitation of Goddess Astrape. "Or, maybe I'm in the right place." Her smile was more of a smirk. "You look stressed, sweetie. Good for you that your Goddess is here!"
The woman walked around the desk and Caroline took a step backwards, fighting her rising panic. The woman - Linda, eh - really was dressed exactly as the goddess in those clips. Astrape was a weird, fun mix of bubbly pink blonde and severe goddess of lightning and discipline, and Linda somehow gave off the same vibe.
The skin-tight black jumpsuit with jagged yellow-white lightning from head to toe should have clashed with the masses of pink fluff and lace on her jacket, and the pink ballerina skirt, but didn't. In Caroline's eyes it looked perfect. It made her pussy tingle.
"Leave my office," Caroline said, her voice shaking. "Go... away..."
"Leave? But I just came here!" Linda said, cackling. "Poor sweetie! You look so stressed!"
She grinned at Caroline, her smile too wide, just like the goddess'. Too much teeth made her look partly exuberant, partly deranged. Linda raised her hand and held up something that looked exactly like goddess Astrape's lightning wand. Caroline cried out and clapped her hand over her mouth.
"I'm - I'm not stressed," Caroline said, frozen to the spot now as Linda advanced. "Go... please... go away." Her voice fell to a whisper. The whole scene was straight out of the clip. But... it's just a fantasy, her mind wailed. It's not real! It can't be!
Linda stopped a few yards away. "I will let you relax, sweetie." She raised the wand. "Zap!" Linda giggled.
The wand flashed brightly, just like in the hentai. Caroline came, just like the women in the hentai. Just like she'd done so many times in bed, watching those clips. In the clips, pink lightning ignited in the women's pussies and raced through their bodies, flooding them with pleasure.
It felt just like that to Caroline, like an electric jolt between her legs, setting off an orgasm that surged through her body.
"Noooo..." she said, dazed, staggering backwards.
"Yes!" Linda cackled. "Again! Zap!"
Another flash, and another jolt zapped Caroline between the legs, triggering another - even stronger - orgasm. She collapsed to her knees, and had to support herself with one hand.
"Please..." she panted, "stop..."
"Oh sweetie," she heard Linda say above her, "you're still too stressed. I will let you relax. Zap!"
The bright flash from the wand lit the room, and Caroline came again. She fell forward and almost smashed her face into the floor. She struggled to get back up, but the wand flashed again.
"Zap!" Linda cackled, dancing around her on tiptoe. Caroline saw the pink slippers move, out of the corner of her eye. Another orgasm ripped through her. She'd never cum like this before. "Zap! Zap! Zap!" She came, and came, and came.
When the haze in her mind cleared, she was on hands and knees, panting heavily. She felt drained, but also stupidly happy. Her pussy was a hot, wet mess. She blinked to try to regain her focus and saw a wet spot on the carpet. She was drooling. Vacant and drooling, a voice whispered in her mind, then giggled.
"There we go." Linda knelt down and raised Caroline's chin. Caroline looked up into goddess Astrape's blue eyes, above that unsettling, toothy smile. "Much better, sweetie. Let's get you really relaxed now." The goddess held out her wand, just in front of Caroline's face.
She found herself staring at the familiar figure of a naked woman impaled on lightning, her legs and arms splayed out. The woman had a crown of lightning, striking out from her head. Behind it, Caroline saw the goddess' grinning face. She knew what was coming, but she was too weak and dazed to struggle.
"Sleep!" Goddess Astrape giggled. The woman on the wand flashed white, blinding Caroline. She fell into the darkness.
When Caroline woke up, she couldn't see anything. She blinked, but everything was dark. The air was warm and damp around her. No, around her head only. Cool air drifted across her bare skin further down. There was something hard and cool below her, pressing against her feet, buttocks and elbows. She was on her back...
She gulped as it all clicked into place in her mind. She was on her back, in the pose from the clip. Wearing a hood. Just like the women she'd watched, over and over while she masturbated, cumming when they did, as the goddess zapped them into mindless, horny bliss... Cold dread clamped in her belly. That... woman who had captured her knew too much about her, way too much.
"Hello, sweetie." A low whisper in her left ear made her yelp. "I know you're awake in there now. I'll soon remove the hood, so we can continue, but I wanted to tell you. Before, you know."
Oh yes, Caroline knew. In the hentai, this was where Astrape brainwashed her victims - her chosen, blessed sweeties, a voice in her mind argued back - by zapping their minds into permanent drooling blankness, before she filled them with eternal happiness and pleasure.
A finger touched her left breast, gently tickling her nipple. She shuddered. The dread mixed with arousal as the longing grew. She'd wanted this for so long.
"I'm a hacker," the voice continued. "I started with computers, and got good at that. It wasn't a challenge anymore. So now I hack people. Women. I love women." The voice giggled, disturbingly like Astrape's. "I hack minds. It's much more fun. I saw you in an interview. You talked about how much self-control you had, and you were so pretty, and I thought - there's my next challenge! I'm gonna hack CEO Caroline!"
"Oh, I'm so happy I found you!" The voice sounded almost ecstatic. "Your Goddess Astrape is so fun! And you were so easy to hack - you clicked the link in my email and let me get into your computer, and then you watched my videos and let me get into your mind. You let yourself be hypnotized, sweetie, over and over. Thank you for that. Thank you, sweetie! This is going to be so much fun. But don't worry, I'll keep you happy, just like your Goddess!"
The voice giggled again, and Caroline felt a gentle pressure on her ear. Her captor had just kissed her, she realized. "Let's enjoy the rest of the clip now," the voice breathed in her ear.
Caroline heard a soft shuffle to her left, and then the hood came off. She gasped despite herself as she saw Goddess Astrape standing in front of her. No dammit, she thought, fighting her eyes - this was just a woman, not a Goddess, her name was Linda, not Astrape, come on...
"I am Goddess Astrape!" the figure announced, pirouetting in another of the Goddess' trademark phrases and gestures. Caroline grunted as she tried to push it back. The scene had been burned into her subconscious from all the watching and masturbating, the obsessive, compulsive watching.
Had she really been hypnotized by it? It couldn't be, but it had become almost impossible to resist the urge to watch it.
Now the scene rose into her consciousness, giving her a vertiginous double vision. She was in her office, on her own desk, and she was inside the hentai at the same time. She'd been captured by the plant-tending lady, and she'd also been captured by the Goddess Astrape.
The real Goddess, her Goddess, whom she'd adored and dreamt of and fantasized about so long. Beautiful, powerful Goddess Astrape, who took unhappy, stressed women and zapped them into mindless vacant bliss with her pussy lightning, and made them happy forever.
No, she thought, weakly. It's not - true. It's... I've been hacked. She's hacked my mind. She's not... the Goddess. She's hacked my... mind.
It didn't help. It just made her hornier. Her pussy was growing wet again and the heat was rising, reminding her of all those orgasms. Those in her bed at home, and those just now, here in the office.
"You're so pretty, sweetie," the Goddess cooed, and Caroline moaned and smiled back. She was so wet now. So wet and so pretty, she thought dizzily, she was pretty, she wanted to be pretty, pretty body, pretty mind, pretty self, pretty pretty pretty for Goddess...
The Goddess danced up close and leaned in over Caroline's naked body. Caroline stared up at her hungrily, eagerly, yearning for the lightning to strike again and zap her mind away. She struggled against her own arousal, and tried to focus on her office.
