Doug Lewis sat on his couch pondering his successful experiment earlier that morning. He lived in an okay lower middle class neighborhood since his divorce. He did not have anyone he would call a friend but his neighbors would all describe him as a nice guy. The members of the large Church he often attended would have also described as being an okay person but a bit of introvert. They all would describe him as a very good listener but not much of a talker.
Doug was not all that interested in what people thought about him. He was interested in what people thought. In fact he had completed a rather extensive study of psychology and was always watching and carefully listening to people. During the course of his investigation into the human mind he came across several possibilities of directly conversing with the unconscious. Under the right conditions one could theoretically take control of another person with their permission.
Doug had worked out a program and had some very good results. He was able to create a musical like program that allowed him to delve directly into one’s unconscious. It works by using two specific tonal frequencies played on the right and left channel of a stereo sound track. The interplay of these frequencies made the person’s unconscious very receptive to various subliminal messages under the music. Also, as the program progressed he found that not so subliminal messages would be accepted.
Doug had tried these out on himself with only partial success. He found that by just knowing what the programs contain this immunized him to a large degree to the effects. Now after attempting to use the program on himself a number of times the program no longer had any effect.
He wanted to experiment on someone else and this morning he got the opportunity. He was working in his yard when his neighbor, Mrs. Allen, called to him.
“Doug could you do me a very large favor?”
“Sure, what can I do for you?” he replied.
“Sarah’s friend can not take her to school this morning and I have an appointment in the other direction. I hate to ask you but could you drive her to school,” she asked.
“Sure,” Doug was not doing anything special and would enjoy the 20 minute drive. It was then the idea arose to experiment on Sarah.
“Give me a couple minutes and I will be ready,” he said and went into the house to get his newest CD. This one had a number of strong messages related to control.
“Hi, Sarah,” Doug said as she approached his car. She was a pretty 18 year old senior. She was wearing a blue skirt and white blouse.
“Hi, Mr. Lewis,” Sarah said as she open the car door.
Doug had already begun the music as they pulled out of the driveway.
“That is some strange music,” Sarah said as she adjusted the seatbelt.
“Yeah, it is some jazz I have been listening to. It is on the strange side but it grows on you,” he replied.
As they drove Doug kept watching Sarah without being too obvious. When they began she was very talkative but then the talk slowed. After about 10 minutes she was now quiet looking straight ahead with a kind of stupid grin on her face.
“Sarah, are you okay?” Doug asked.
“Yes, Mr. Lewis,” she said in a dull voice unlike her normal perky voice.
“Is there something the matter?” Doug asked.
“No, Mr. Lewis I’m fine,” Sarah said again in the dull voice.
Doug decided to try something. “Sarah, lift your arm,” he said.
Sarah without question lifted her left arm and held it in front of her.
“Sarah, lift your left leg.”
Sarah lifted her left leg as high as she could in the car. She sat staring ahead with her left arm extended in front of her and her left leg touching the dash of the car.
“Sarah, are you okay?” Doug asked in amazement.
“Yes, Mr. Lewis,” Sarah said in the dull voice.
“Anything strange going on Sarah?” he asked.
“No, Mr. Lewis,” she replied.
“Put your arm and leg down.”
They were a little over half way to the school and had plenty of time before school began. Doug decided to pull over in the park for a few minutes to fully test his nearly gained control over Sarah.
“Sarah, turn and face me.”
She complied with the dumb smile on her face.
“Sarah, raise your left leg on the car seat.”
Sarah raised her left leg onto the car giving Doug a good look at her blue panties.
Doug could not believe what was happening. He also felt a budge beginning to develop in his pants.
“Sarah, let me see your pussy,” he said nervous that this might be enough to awaken the young girl from her trance.
Sarah continued to smile and reached down. She pulled her skirt up and moved her panties aside to give Doug an unobstructed view of her pink pussy lips and small patch of neatly trimmed public hair.
“Very nice,” Doug commented.
Sarah said nothing.
“Sarah, do you like to rub your pussy?” he asked.
“Yes, Mr. Lewis, I like to rub my pussy,” she said in an uninterested voice.