Alice visited me several times a week after that. Whenever I felt I needed some "comfort", I would call her on the phone, and inevitably the conversation would steer to the latest technology in record changers. Living just three houses down, it wasn't long before she would be knocking on my door.
After one such visit, I was surprised to get a visit from my neighbor across the way. Dee was a sexy blond that I had always felt a powerful attraction to, but her marital status kept me at bay. Recently, however, after she found out that I could hypnotize people, she had asked me to help her quit smoking, and we had made pretty good progress there.
Today, as I watched her come up my walk, I could see she was livid. I answered my door, which she came close to breaking down with her angry pounding, to find her staring daggers at me.
"What are you doing, associating with that... WOMAN?" she spat.
I sputtered and tried to get a word or two in as she lectured me on what a vicious, backbiting bitch, etc that Alice was. It seems, as it turns out, that Alice and Dee had a history. At some time in the not-so-distant past, Alice and Dee had been at war, so to speak. From my perspective, it seemed to be still raging.
I finally got her to listen and shared with her what had happened at Casa de George & Alice, and how Alice was now unable to resist my call to action, though she didn't suspect my control over her. Somewhat soothed by the notion, Dee was nonetheless skeptical. I finally invited her to see for herself, and arranged for her to be here to witness Alice's next debasement.
Two days later, I phoned Alice and had our "talk". Less than ten minutes later, Alice was standing in my living room, barely able to keep her hands to herself. Then, with Dee comfortably stashed in the next room watching on video, I brought Alice to my room.
Alice had stripped down to her skin by the time she fell back onto my bed. Her legs were splayed, somewhat obscenely, as she fingered herself and impatiently asked me what was taking me so long. "Will you get over here and fuck me?" she groaned.
My own clothes were on the floor by this time, and I moved over to the bed. I wanted to give Dee a good show, so I had Alice get on her hands and knees. Alice was very worked up from my generous use of her key word in the living room, so I had no trouble entering her from behind. I looked directly at the camera and began to chant "record changer, record changer, record changer, record changer, record changer, Elderberry".
The results were as expected. Alice went crazy with lust, then erupted on the word Elderberry. I repeated the chant over and over until I was fucking a senseless, blithering idiot. Finally, I filled her with my seed and let her drop in a mindless heap. I knew from experience that she would be out for at least ten minutes.
I put on my robe and started for the door. Dee met me in the hall, a bit flushed after watching the x-rated scene, but still unhappy enough to confront me.
"You call THAT punishment? Do you know how many women would give their soul for an orgasm like that?"
She ranted on for several minutes this way as I realized that she was not going to be convinced by normal argument. This was not going like I expected. I liked Dee very much, and wanted her to leave here feeling vindicated, even satisfied.
Then it hit me: Dee had her OWN keyword from her anti-smoking sessions. I could put her under and make her feel that Alice was indeed getting a severe punishment out of this.
"Kindergarten" I said. Instantly, she became quiet, waiting for her next instructions.
I began innocently enough: "Dee, you see that having Alice lose all control over her sex life is a fitting and well deserved punishment. You feel deep satisfaction watching her suffer this way. Even though it appears that she is enjoying it, you know she is humiliated and debased."
