I work as the IT guy at a small company. The IT demands are not great, but I am frequently asked some of the dumbest questions by people who got their jobs claiming they knew how to use a computer. Not having much to do actually work related, but having to pretend so that I am not let go, or replaced, or re-assigned to some other mundane task I have to keep myself busy at my computer.
When my phone rings I smile, the id display indicated it was Carolyn in accounts payable.
"Jeff, something is wrong with my computer, could you come take a look at it?" Carolyn asks tentatively over the phone.
"Sure, be right there." I answer with a bigger grin, exactly as planned.
It was near the end of the day so I closed up my office and went to hers. It was difficult making the short walk with my cock half hard in my pants.
She stood at her desk, frowning at her monitor; her things were piled up on her desk ready to make her escape from the office for the day.
Carolyn is an adorable Asian woman, 5'3, thin, her breasts were small and pert, and her ass tight, barely a handful. She had long black hair that she usually had pony tailed back hanging halfway down her back. I loved to check her out when she passed through the main office. Toss in that she was quiet, and submissive in nature it made her perfect for my first subject.
Today she was dressed in a white button-up blouse, a black skirt that came halfway down her thigh, and 3 inch black heels that left her still two inches shorter than me.
"I don't know what's wrong with it." Carolyn said as she looked up from the computer at me.
"I'll take a look. You going out for dinner tonight?" I asked.
Carolyn's eyes seemed to immediately glaze over and her posture seemed to relax. " No, at home."
Perfect response and my cock reached full staff immediately.
"Carolyn, I want you to close and lock the door to your office, and come right back." I said firmly.
Carolyn went to the door closed it and locked it, as she turn from it I saw her smile briefly, and then she returned to her desk she gasped a little and smiled some more.
Absolutely perfect!
"Carolyn, you are under my control. As you just felt there are rewards for obeying my commands, the more in a row you follow the greater the pleasure. The punishments for disobeying are equal. Do you understand?"
"Yes." She responded.
One of my 'Keep myself Busy' projects had been a little program that ran in the background of a computer. It was something no one would really notice, but it would slowly layer in subliminal information into his or her minds as they worked, reinforcing it over time. Phase one was to make the person fall into an immediate suggestive stance at the correct phrase; in Carolyn's case it had been 'You going out for dinner tonight?' Her response had indicated she was in the trance.
Phase two was to train her in this stance, someone in a hypnotic trance was very open to suggestion but would not do something that they really didn't want to, which was the reason for the reward and punishment. Doing something I ordered resulted in the most pleasant sensation in the person's memory, the more orders followed in a row the greater the pleasure intensity. Conversely disobeying an order resulted in the most painful sensation in the person's memory, and the more disobeyed in a row the greater the pain intensity.
Since I didn't want an automaton forever, just someone who would obey unquestioning, the training was necessary, when I was through with her in her training phase she wouldn't remember it, but she would instinctively want to do whatever I told her.
Now to continue the training I would have to give her a command she would refuse.
"Carolyn, remove your shirt."
"No." She answered firmly, but immediately grimaced in pain.
"Carolyn, remove your shirt."
"No." She responded again, but more hesitantly, again she grimaced in pain and panted a little.
"Carolyn, I don't want you to suffer any pain. Remember the pleasure from obeying, you want that don't you?"
Carolyn nodded weakly.
"You can feel it, just do what I say. Carolyn, remove your shirt."
Slowly she began to unbutton her shirt, when the last button was released she slipped the shirt off and dropped it onto the floor. A smile immediately formed on her lips.
A smile also formed on mine as my cock twitched in my pants.
"Didn't that feel good to obey?" I asked smiling.
Carolyn nodded.
"Carolyn, now I want you to take off your skirt."
With only the slightest hesitation she reached for the zipper on the side, and unzipped the skirt. She let it fall down her legs to the floor, and then she stepped out of it. She gasped and smiled, her breasts heaved a moment as the pleasure washed through her.
I stood looking at her for a moment in appreciation. She had a simple white bra on, and a black thong. Her legs looked great no wonder she didn't wear nylons, and she still stood in the high heels that kept her leg muscles taut and her ass held high.
"Carolyn, I want you to slowly spin in place."
She began to spin and I admired her ass split so nicely by the thong. She smiled happily, breathing deeply as pleasure bathed her for her good behavior.
