** 5:10pm, Thursdsay **
"Why are we still here so late?" Holly asked, taking the final empty seat in Ashley's office. The rest of the women had already taken seats in the room, having been herded by Chelsea.
"What do you mean? It's been ten minutes, don't be so dramatic," Lisa said rolling her eyes. Holly ignored her.
"Why are we all here anyway? It's not even all of us, Avery's not here."
Ashley couldn't help but notice that Holly said that with a hint of disappointment.
"Will he be joining us soon?" Erin asked hopefully, perking up at the sound of his name.
"Why don't you tell us, you're the one that tries to spend all day talking to him," Megan whispered to her with a sly smile. Erin's face turned bright red and she quickly looked at her feet, embarrassed. Chelsea and Holly chuckled, but Lisa put a hand on her shoulder.
"It's ok, sweetie, we understand, he is such a cutie after all," she said warmly. Erin nodded, giggling, and Megan and Holly just sighed dreamily, staring off into space. Ashley noticed that all four of them had grown flush with arousal as they discussed him, Erin was even squeezing her thighs together.
"Master's subliminas are so perfect," Ashley thought to herself. All of them had been exposed to hours upon hours of commands increasing their attraction to Master, and as they all sat before her in various combinations of plunging necklines and short skirts and dresses she knew they were ready to be molded further.
"We're here because we need to discuss a series of HR exercises we will be running all day tomorrow for team building."
"All day?" Lisa asked, "I have three meetings before noon!"
"Don't worry, we've moved everything back, all your invitees have already been notified," Chelsea informed them.
"We've taken care of everything so we'll have your full attention tomorrow, clinet-free," Ashley announced.
"No clients?" Lisa said in a faux-shocked tone, "whatever will poor Holly do without anyone to show off for?"
"Oh, like you're dressed like a nun," Holly said, nodding at the older woman's tight blouse and hip-hugging skirt. Lisa blushed, still not entirely used to the new wardrobe that the subliminals were causing her to wear, but didn't back down.
"There's a difference between trying something new and dressing like a server at the Playboy Mansion!"
Ashley had to admit that today was going a step further, even for Holly. She was wearing an extremely short skirt with thigh-high stockings and very large heels. Those could have been overlooked from behind the reception desk, but she was also wearing a thin V-neck sweater that was barely more than a thick push-up bra for her mouth-watering tits.
It was a good thing Avery was home working on his machines, if he would have seen Holly she didn't know if he'd be able to control himself and wait for the brainwashing to finish before he pulled her into his office and bent her over his desk. Holly hadn't finished training, of course, so he would have to make her nice and empty before turning her into his docile, empty wet fuck doll.
Ashley felt her temperature rise at the thought of Master using Holly as his helpless little fuckdoll, feeling a pang of longing herself. As she stared at the curvy receptionist she found herself wondering what it would be like to see those pretty blue eyes nice and empty and looking up at her from between her legs, or how wonderful Holly's thighs would feel against her ears as she got the younger woman off.
Ashley licked her lips and suppressed a moan. Her attraction to her employees seemed to grow more intense every day, and she had no doubt Master had something to do with it. She squeezed her thighs together at the thought of her Master changing her so deeply and felt her nipples growing stiff.
"I'm surprised you even know what a Playboy is, up until a week ago you dressed like a puritan!" Holly shot back.
Ashley ignored their bickering and put in her earpods. She then turned on her own noise machine, set it to option four, and waited. Lisa and Holly continued to rage as the others looked on. Erin was the first to react, her small body going limp in her chair as her face went from nervous to completely placid.
"Erin?" Megan asked, voice full of concern as Erin's eyes fluttered closed. "Erin, are you...are you...you..." her voice trailed off as her own eyes unfocused. She tried shaking her head but quickly lost the energy and slumped to the side, head leaning against Erin's.
"It's inappropriate, I don't care if it helps sales," Lisa scolded. "The point is...um," she faltered, looking confused as the fight drained out of her. "The...point...oh..."
Lisa's mouth slowed, hanging open as a wave of peace washed over her mind and body, eyes drooping.
"Well? What's your point?" Holly demanded, still on fire. "This is ridiculous," she said, turning to Chelsea, "she treats me like a child but doesn't even get to the point, do you see? Chelsea?"
Chelsea didn't respond. She was leaning against the wall, eyes heavy and rolling as she tried to fight off the subliminals. Ashley sighed, rolling her eyes as she stood up and walked over to the now far too susceptible HR rep. She tapped Chelsea on the forehead and instructed her to sleep, guiding her safely to the ground. Holly's eyes went wide.
"What was that?" Holly asked. Holly looked worried, her flight response briefly giving her a desire to leave the room, but she realized her body was too heavy to rise out of her chair.
"What...what are you doing to us?" she asked sluggishly. Ashley bent over next to her, moving her hair to the side.
"Whatever my Master tells me to do," she whispered into her ear, giving the weakening blonde goosebumps, "and soon you will too."
She gently tapped Holly on the forehead and told her to sleep. Holly sighed heavily, letting go of the last bits of tension and worries her mind was capable of before slumping sideways in her chair.
Ashley smiled as she looked around the room of her empty-headed employees, just waiting to be filled with Master's will.
"Ok, ladies," she said excitedly, "let's get organized. Chelsea, tell them all about their special exercises tomorrow."
** The Next Day **
Avery unlocked the door to the front office, ignoring the, "Closed For Renovations" sign on the outside and quickly entered. The first thing he noticed when he entered was the calm and stillness of the office. The reception area, usually helmed by the bubbly Holly answering calls or entertaining awaiting clients, was empty and the phones were unplugged to assure no distractions. Avery had added a visual instruction to this stage of testing, and as such all shades were shut and lights were dimmed, save for three areas.
"So far so good," he said happily as he walked to Ashley's office. Avery needed to finish up the next stage of his white noise machines and trusted Ashley and Chelsea to begin without him.
Avery walked the Ashley's office, where a neon blue and red glow was coming from the space under the door. He opened and was greeted with the sounds of waves from one of his machines and happy moans.
Facing him was Ashley, a smug look on her face as she sat on the edge of her desk. Behind her was a laptop playing a series of shifting patterns in neon red and blue colors with words scrolling across the screen. Sat in two comfy office chairs behind the desk sat the blonde-haired blue-eyed receptionist Holly and the green-eyed brown haired lead insurance rep, Lisa.
They were very different, not just in hair and eye color. Holly was younger, thicker, barely out of college, known for her easy smile and revealing sundresses even before his machines turned her wardrobe into a walking wet dream. Lisa was older, taller, and nearing 40, with a, (formerly), more conservative style and a no-nonsense approach to work. They had clashed multiple times before, but Avery would be mending their differences today as a part of their training. They were about to learn they had more in common than they thought.
For starters, they were both were staring at the screen, eyes heavy, vapid smiles on their faces as they had both submitted easily to the next step of his program. In addition to malleability, they shared another trait; enormous breasts. Lisa had unbuttoned her blouse and Holly had pulled down her dress revealing two perfect pairs of gravity-defying tits. Both women were tenderly teasing and caressing them, as the subliminals made them more sensitive and used that pleasure to train them even deeper.
"How's it going?" Avery asked as he planted a kiss on his former taskmaster, who melted into his arms, swooning like a teenager in love.
