The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

David Wilson entered the building where he kept his practice. Only open a year, he nevertheless was the most successful marriage counselor in the entire state, with a success rate of 85%. He had been interviewed by the local news when city officials discovered that his practice had a statistically significant effect on divorce rates in Los Angeles County. And he still managed to fix most of the couples after a single session.

Much like his successful business at college, his success rate at his current job was due to the exact same “trade secret”—hypnotizing his clients without their knowledge. This allowed him to reach the root of their problems much faster than any other counselor could. He wouldn’t change the feelings the pair had for each other-and most of the time he really didn’t need to. In the few cases where he concluded that the couple’s relationship was unsalvageable, he simply convinced them to split as amicably as possible. While Tom Spaulding claimed that David’s practice was putting their firm out of business by bringing down the divorce rate, John Wilson was proud of his son for saving marriages. John preferred criminal law to matrimonial law anyway, leaving that part to Tom.

The biggest difference in his new job versus his old one was that David was much less tempted to abuse his control over his clients. Only in rare cases where he deemed that a divorce was inevitable would he consider helping himself to the females in question. There were other beautiful women he had for bed buddies, old and new, to keep him and Kelly satisfied. As he entered his office, he saw the most prominent among them, his secretary.

Arlene Davis was the kind of receptionist most businesses would kill to have in their employ, for every reason imaginable. She was extremely efficient, had a near-eidetic memory, and could soothe even the most troubled individuals at least temporarily. In addition, she was an absolute knockout. Long legs, firm ass, trim waist, C-cup breasts, and one of the prettiest faces David had ever seen (and considering his life, that’s saying something!) including full lips, hazel eyes and dirty blonde hair long enough to cover her breasts (not that it had ever been necessary!). Of course, John Wilson was suspicious of a secretary that sexy (understandably) upon meeting her, but she had assured him that she’d quit a job at the first sign of sexual tension with her boss (and had at least twice!). Of course, neither knew that David had hypnotized Arlene the moment he decided to hire her, Arlene more so than John.

David’s first appointment of the day was a couple whose chief issue was a lack of interest in one another’s hobby. He was a huge sports fan, she didn’t even know the local team names. She had a book club, he read little more than magazines. David got them to agree to have their events on the same night each week-but he would watch his games at a friend’s house. Based on their entranced reactions, David guessed that this one was resolved.

The second appointment revolved around the couple’s eighteen-year-old daughter-who had recently introduced her parents to her new boyfriend. It came up that they had been dating for four months beforehand, and had gone all the way. While both parents were upset, the father was considerably more so, and came very close to fighting with the boy. While the girl was not present, David empathized with her, having kept such huge secrets from his parents (and was still keeping them). The dad turned out to be more upset about the deception rather than the relationship itself, and David got him to agree to give the boyfriend a second chance. David was reminded of how James described his meeting with his then-future father-in-law, and considered this boy’s reception welcoming by comparison.

The third appointment was unusual for David. “Let’s see. Name-Derek Cooper, right?”

“Yup. That’s me.” said Derek, a handsome black man standing 5′10″

“You told my secretary you are engaged, but not married. You won’t find someone more in favor of being prepared than me or a Scoutmaster, but this seems like a bad omen. What does your fiancée say about this?”

“Ask him yourself, it was his idea!”

“I don’t judge love, if you were hoping for some kind of response. My best friend is gay.”

“He knows, David. That’s who he’s engaged to.” said Tommy, entering the room.

“Tommy?!” said David. He stood up and hugged his best friend, and Derek ed in for good measure. “I can’t believe I didn’t recognize the name!”

“Yeah, that’s why he used mine.” said Derek. “Something about a conflict of interest to see a friend.”

“Close enough. This is a social call. We’re in town because Dad still hasn’t even met Derek and the wedding’s less than a month away!” explained Tommy.

“Tell me about it. Kelly’s just happy that your man does her sister’s hair, so Rebecca and the kids will be there too!”

“Yeah, her boys are adorable.” said Derek. “Makes me want one of our own!” He kissed his fiancée.

“That’s not a bad idea, Derek.” said David. ”Nothing warms parents up to their child’s spouse like the prospect of grandparenthood.“

“A flamethrower couldn’t warm Dad up to Derek.” said Tommy with a groan. “We both know how much effort it took him just to accept me! That’s why I need your help. Help us get into our fathers’ offices.“

“Oh, I get it.” said David. “We go together, and Uncle Tom will hear from the receptionist that a senior partner’s son wants a word, and he’ll assume it’s me!“

“Exactamundo.”

“About me being your best man, I told you it should be Sammi. The wedding’s already not going to be all that traditional, what’s one more weird thing?“

“And I told you that it’s my wedding, so it’s my decision.“

David stuck his head outside. “Arlene, this client turned out to be a cancellation. I’m going out to take care of some personal business, but call Kelly and tell her that I might be able to meet her for lunch earlier.”

Tommy asked. “Wilson and Spaulding still in the same building it was when we were kids?”

“Yes.” answered David. “And that building is only a ten-minute walk from here.”

ONE HOUR EARLIER...

Kelly Wilson watched her personal training client move the curling bar up and down. Specifically, she watched her long legs extend, her full chest rise and fall, and her pretty face sweat and wince. The woman’s body was good enough in Kelly’s opinion, she simply wanted more muscle tone. “I think you’ve got the hang of this, Susan!”

“Glad you think so!” responded Susan.

“Next exercise!”

Twenty minutes later, the two of them were entering the locker room. “You’ve really improved.” said Kelly.

“Thanks.” said Susan. “Now I know you like to do an assessment after the shower, but I don’t have time for that today.”

“You have an appointment back at work?”

“Appointment, yes. Work, no. I want to go home and change. Robert is taking me out to lunch.”

“That’s three dates with him in two weeks.”

“I know. I feel it’s serious and I think he does too.”

Kelly smiled, but on the inside, her face hit the floor. The twenty-minute “assessment” Susan had mentioned mostly involved the two of them eating each other out after Kelly triggered her. However, three instances indicated a pattern of behavior, which meant that Susan could be considered in a relationship. Therefore, Kelly was now banned from doing anything with this particular client. “It’s alright.” she said. “I need to check with my husband anyway.”

Kelly was now extremely frustrated. The other two clients she’d had this morning were also in relationships, so she hadn’t had her itch scratched yet that day. Kelly didn’t dare hunt at the gym, it was way too crowded, so she was restricted to her own clientele. She checked her messages, the most recent from Arlene.

“Good morning, Mrs. Wilson.” Arlene’s recorded voice said. “Your husband wanted you to know that his last client of the morning cancelled, so he is going to meet his father and then break for lunch a half hour earlier than expected.

Kelly immediately texted David a simple sentence. “Ask Penelope to us for lunch.” She smiled. Maybe today would be fun after all.

While David had said it was a ten-minute walk between his office and Wilson and Spaulding, it turned out to take twelve minutes for the three of them to arrive. The receptionist recognized David and Tommy at once, and Tommy introduced Derek. “What should I tell your fathers?” she asked.

“Just tell Uncle Tom that the founder’s son is here and wants a word. Tell him that exactly.” David said with a wink.

“I understand. I will.”

On the way to the senior partners’ offices, they ran into Penelope. “Hi David!” she said, hugging him. “I Tommy from the wedding. Who’s this?”

“My fiancée.” said Tommy. “Derek Cooper.”

“Nice to meet you.” said Penelope, breaking off the hug to shake Derek’s hand.

“Same.” said Derek.

“Let me guess, you guys are here so Tom can meet his future son-in-law?”

“More or less.” said David and Tommy at once.

“Then I’ll leave you to it.” said Penelope, leaving.

As soon as Penelope was out of sight Tommy chastised David. “As if your super-hot secretary wasn’t bad enough, now you’re that friendly with one of the firm’s lawyers? What would Uncle John say?“

“Did I miss something?” asked Derek.

“David’s dad hates people who cheat.” explained Tommy.

“Long story short, his father’s infidelities drove his mother to suicide.” added David. Derek and Tommy were engaged, making them further along than he and Kelly had been when she was told, so he deemed it okay.

“You know this, yet that happened!” snapped Tommy.

“According to Penelope, half of her coworkers think we’re having an affair. Dad’s still not a member of that group.”

“How sure are you about that?”

David’s explanation was “For starters, John Wilson has and will fire any employee who he learns cheats on their significant other or causes someone else to do so, regardless of competence, and she’s still employed here. Therefore...“

Tommy sighed. “When you put it that way.“

“Moving on, one more flight up to see our fathers.”

John Wilson and Tom Spaulding were both there to meet David. They were also both surprised when it was Tommy who led the group.

David explained. “Uncle Tom, you’ve been dodging your son for weeks, as if denying the wedding was happening would make it so.”

John agreed. “This is unfair to Tommy and Derek and you know it!”

“But Joyce said...”

“That the founder’s son was here? I asked her not to indicate which founder’s son.“

“Face it Dad, this is happening.” said Tommy with a grin. “Derek I’d like you to meet my father, Tom Senior. Dad, this is my fiancée, Derek Cooper.”

“Nice to meet you.” said Tom as if the act of speech was painful.

“I’ll leave you to your family issues, Tom. The client needs to speak with at least one of us.” said John as he returned to the conference room.

“And I’m meeting Kelly for lunch.” David then looked at his phone and saw the text message. “Dad, do you mind if Penelope s us?”

“Not if she doesn’t.” said John. “Just make sure the rest of the office knows your wife will be there. Everyone assuming she’s sleeping with you is getting very annoying.“

“So you and her have told me every time this happens.” said David with a laugh. Of course, the irony was that David actually was sleeping with Penelope, even if Penelope herself didn’t know it. Kelly was not only fully aware of that, but a willing participant. In fact, inviting her today had been Kelly’s idea.

David went back downstairs and caught Penelope at her desk. “Would you like to go to lunch with me AND MY WIFE?” he asked. “My dad said it’s okay.”

“He always does, and I always like going to lunch with you AND YOUR WIFE!” responded Penelope, suppressing a giggle. The shouted mention of Kelly whenever the two of them talked had become a running gag.

David and Penelope met Kelly at their usual lunch spot-Bistro La Salle, which had outdoor seating and was roughly equidistant from the law firm and David’s office. They met, hugged, and ordered. Shortly after getting their food, a large shadow fell over their table. “Was there supposed to be an eclipse today?” asked Kelly.

“Not for fourteen years.” answered David.

“Then this shadow has a more terrestrial origin.” concluded Penelope.

“You might see stars anyway, David.” said a menacing voice that David and Kelly immediately recognized.

“Hail Brandon of House Lannister.” said David. “I haven’t seen you in six and a half years. What did I do to you this time?“

“YOU RUINED MY LIFE!” roared Brandon.

Penelope asked. “Can someone bring me up to speed? How was his life ruined and why is it David’s fault?“

“As to the first question, I’ve heard the story so many times I can recite it from memory.” said Kelly.

“Brandon’s grades were slipping.” said David.

“And he was on the brink of losing his eligibility.” said Kelly.

“Which would have caused him to lose his scholarship.”

“The football coach wanted him to have a tutor so he’d stay eligible.”

“And recommended me, as the best at the school, and former tutor to at least four of his teammates.”

“Even though the school was willing to pay for his time.”

“Brandon refused the session.”

“And his grades kept falling.”

“He lost eligibility.”

“He lost the scholarship.”

This line they said together. “He dropped out.”

Brandon screamed. “I CAN TAKE IT FROM HERE!” Then in a normal tone he said. “Because I missed the end of the season, and had no degree prospects when the NFL draft came, I was virtually ignored. I only played one professional season, at second string, until a minor scandal got me thrown out on my ass. I wasn’t worth keeping around and now I make a living moving boxes at the docks, making ONE MILLIONTH of what I’d make in the NFL!”

Penelope then said. “A million is an exaggeration, but I can clearly see how you think your life would have been a lot better if you had managed to stay in school and in the NFL. You are not wrong in that regard either, most likely.”

“Damn straight.” said Brandon.

“However, I fail to see how any of that is David’s fault. If anything, he tried to help you.“

“David would have hypnotized me like he did every other one of his clients. That’s why I turned him down.” explained Brandon.

Penelope burst out laughing, followed by David and Kelly. “I was tutored by him, and he did nothing of the sort. And every other former client of his would tell you the exact same thing.”

“Yeah, that gets more ridiculous every time I hear it.” said David.

“It wouldn’t be the first time he made an unbelievably stupid assumption despite overwhelming evidence against his conclusions.“

David was surprised, but then realized that it made perfect sense. “You mean...”

“Yes, He’s ‘Mister Extra Sausage.’” said Penelope.

Brandon slapped his forehead. “I thought you looked familiar!“

“I hadn’t heard this story before.” said Kelly. “What did he do?”

“During freshman year, I delivered a pizza to Brandon’s dorm room and he thought I was a stripper.” explained Penelope.

“Did he know you were coming with pizza?” asked Kelly.

“He knew someone was, his card was charged!“

“Was there any reason for him to expect a stripper?“

“Not that I could tell. A big football game was on, and that should have been entertainment enough!”

“Big as he is, a whole pizza is too much for one man. Did he have friends over?”

“Three of them, yes. Before you ask, none of them believed me to be anything other than the pizza delivery girl I said I was, and all of them agreed with me that he was an idiot for thinking otherwise.“

Throughout the whole exchange, Brandon grew angrier and more embarrassed. By the time Penelope explicitly called him an idiot, his face was so red that ripe tomatoes would get jealous. “IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN A COMPLIMENT!!!!!!” he roared.

“If you think confusing any woman for a stripper is a compliment, I can see why you were involved in a sex scandal.” said David.

Kelly joked. “Leave it to a guy with a name from Game of Thrones to lech on a girl who looks like an actress from the show.“

“I don’t see it.” said Brandon. “I only watched the first season, because by the end of it, the show just became a bad joke about my name, so I might not know who you’re talking about.”

David explained. “Penelope looks like Emilia Clarke, who played the dragon queen, who was in the first season. She was most commonly referred to as Khaleesi.“

“Still don’t see it.”

“The actress is a brunette, she was wearing a wig the whole time.” said Kelly.

Brandon used his hands to cover Penelope’s hair in his field of vision. “Okay, NOW I get it. Moving on. HE’S RESPONSIBLE FOR GETTING TWO REALLY HOT GIRLS TO DUMP ME!”

“From what I’ve seen of your behavior, you probably didn’t need any help convincing them to do that.” said Penelope.

“Both of the girls in question said the same thing.” said David.

“BECAUSE YOU HYPNOTIZED THEM AND TOLD THEM TO!”

“He’s delusional.” said David. “I hadn’t even met the first one when they broke up, and you were a dumb mistake for the second, which I know for a fact she regretted instantly. Your conduct with both of them was borderline assault, as they have told me. Both of them are very happy with their lives since you are not in them.” While everything David said was true, he was leaving out a few details-Eleanor only made the mistake because of an error in her programming, and Regina was so thoroughly under Malcolm’s control that her mind wouldn’t let itself not be happy.

“I stand by my previous assessment.” said Penelope. “You are a chauvinistic pig and any woman who wants nothing to do with you is exercising sound judgement. David Wilson has done nothing to wrong you. You have no one to blame for your lack of success with women and your former career except yourself. Case closed.”

“FYI, she’s a lawyer now.” said Kelly.

“She certainly dresses like one.” said Brandon “She’s still as hot as she was back in college. Since you tutored her, I bet you took her as well. Did you make her perform ‘oral arguments’? Have her show you her ‘briefs’. Allow you to make ‘motions’?” He made sexual gestures with each question.

Kelly whispered. “Three for three. Maybe he isn’t as dumb as he looks.”

David whispered back “You know most double entendres are obvious. It proves nothing.”

Penelope started looking confused. “I feel like I’ve heard those lines before, but I can’t when. Is this deja vu?”

David knew that this was going to escalate, so he decided to spare Penelope the trauma. “I’m sorry, but your concerns are Nell and Void.”

The lovely lawyer shut her eyes and went limp in her chair. “Case closed, defense resssssssssssssssssssssssssssts.”

David ordered her. “Coital Court is in session, but go into recess immediately. Understand?”

Her slurred, sleepy response was “Yessssss... Yourrrrrrr... Honnnnnnnnnnnnnnnorrrrrrrrrr...” As always, Penelope’s luscious lips curled into a smile when she was in hypnotic sleep.

“That was mostly for her benefit, right?” asked Kelly.

David nodded. “She’s already heard too much, I don’t want her to get caught between loyalty to us as her friends and my dad as her boss.”

“You’re fucking an employee of your old man on the side? And you keep calling me stupid.” said Brandon.

“This is about your conduct, not mine.” countered David, standing up. “I told you before, if you tried this again, I’d make sure it was the last time you did so. Here you are, not taking the hint, so I’m going to keep that promise.“

Brandon then saw a repeating flash of light-while he had been focused on David, Kelly had moved next to him and brought her rings to bear. She was already moving her hand back and forth and the rings soon caught his attention without him realizing it.

“We’ve never failed to hypnotize anyone, and we won’t start now.” said David. It was true-their tandem induction was undefeated thus far. Brandon’s own exaggerated view of David’s skills made him all the more susceptible. His eyes were already starting to blink. “This is a fight you can’t win.”

“Can’t win.” echoed Kelly.

“Cannnnnn’t winnnnnnnnnnn.” slurred Brandon.

“You’re getting sleepy and falling into my power.” said David, the cliche induction playing on Brandon’s own fear.

“Falllllllling.” agreed Kelly.

“Fallllllllllllllllllllling.” said Brandon, softer each time.

David then said. “You’re going to fall into a deep obedient sleep as soon as Kelly snaps her fingers.” Kelly then did so, and Brandon’s head slumped forward as his eyes shut.

“So now what?” asked Kelly.

“I do what I should have done years ago, what Malcolm gave me so much grief about not doing.” said David “I’ll erase all memory of seeing hypnosis from his mind.“

“Wait, if he never believed you were a hypnotist, he wouldn’t have rejected you as a tutor and would be an NFL player with a degree now, not a dropout dockworker.”

“Thanks for reminding me. I’ll have to give him a different reason to have turned me down, one that he will blame himself for instead of me.“

“Is that all you’re going to do to him?” asked Kelly with a hint of mischief.

“Yes, what else would there be?”

“Comeuppance, obviously.”

“That’s not our thing, and you know it.”

“If anyone we know deserved it it’s him. You never knew the details of his career-ending sex scandal.”

“And you do?“

“I work at a gym, people talk sports stuff all the time. Rape accusations that went nowhere, but they were against a team cheerleader, so they got rid of the one who contributed less.“

David asked Brandon. “Is it true you attempted to rape a cheerleader for your team?”

“Not... attempted... succeeded... but... she... was... drunk... so... lawyer... got... me... off...” answered Brandon.

“And we both know that wasn’t the first time.” snapped Kelly.

“Just because he deserves punishment doesn’t mean we should give it.” said David. “We don’t have that authority.”

“What if I counted it as a favor to me?”

“How big a favor are we talking about?”

“You get any this morning at work?”

“The first two clients were successes and the third was Tommy, so we went to the law firm. Nothing happened. What about you?”

“Me neither. Everybody was taken.” said Kelly. “Thus, the score stands where it did last night-eight in my favor.” The “score” she referred to was a system they had come up with to count how often they got to hypnotize and fuck someone at their job in one another’s absence. Points were tabulated by number of partners times hours of event.

“I know I’m in the hole, but what are the chances of four hot lesbian couples in one day while you were visiting your family in San Francisco?” sighed David.

“About a billion to one. I don’t the specific number.”

“You told Tori?” One of Tori’s quirks was that whenever someone rhetorically asked the odds of something happening, she would actually calculate them.

“She only calculated for four lesbian couples in one day. That they were all hot and I was away did not factor in.”

“Anyway, you want me to hypnotically torture him, and you’ll count it towards my debt?”

“Exactly.”

“Okay, this will wipe the slate clean.”

“Hell no! One point at best, he’s only one man!”

“This is not my thing and you know it. Six.“

“After everything, you know you want to. Two.”

“I don’t give headspace to grudges. Not worth the effort. Four.”

“Well I do. Ask Erica. Three.“

“Three and a half.”

“I give up a half every time you let me trigger you in the bedroom or give me the function. Sold.”

“I’m just putting it out there, you won’t be read in. That you begged me to torture him should be explanation enough.” said David.

“I don’t care whether I can control the ones I don’t want.”

“Alright Brandon, listen carefully. I hypnotized you, didn’t I?”

“Yessssssss.”

“Which means you have to obey everything I say, right?”

“Yessssssss.”

“Good. When you wake up, you will not being hypnotized. You will have an urge to hurt me. However, every blow you attempt to land on me will instead hit you in the corresponding place. In addition, your perception of pain will be double its normal level when you wake up, be triple its normal level after a minute, and grow again each subsequent minute until you surrender. You will not recognize either of these effects until you hear me say ‘Had enough yet?’ You will return to this state when I, and only I, say ‘Pay your debts, Lannister,’ which you will respond to with ‘Hear me whimper.’ Do you understand?“

“I... understand...”

“Good. One, two, three, wake up.”

Brandon opened his eyes and said. “Why does my head feel weird?”

“That’s probably an echo from within.” said Kelly with a smirk.

“You hypnotized me, didn’t you?” Brandon said angrily.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about.” said David. “As usual.”

“Have you forgotten the sleeping lawyer?” asked Brandon.

Kelly snarked. “She got bored because you kept spewing nonsense.”

David decided to make sure he did what he needed to do. “You really are the stupidest Lannister!“

“THAT’S IT!” roared Brandon as he wound up a punch...

...Which wound up striking him in the cheek. Brandon tried for another punch, which landed on his own chest. “OOOWWWWW!” he shouted, feeling much more pain than he expected.

Kelly teased. “Stop hitting yourself! Stop hitting yourself! Stop hitting yourself! I’ve always wanted to say that.“

David added. “I don’t know who to root for.”

Brandon continued to attempt to pummel David and only kept hurting himself. However, so long as he only threw punches, nothing would change. Eventually, he attempted a kick, but as he kicked himself, he lost his balance and fell onto the sidewalk.

“Wow, he literally kicked his own ass!” said Kelly.

David bent over Brandon. “Had enough yet?”

Brandon’s pupils briefly dilated. “NEVER!” From his position he attempted to punch one last time.

“I do believe he’s going for your genitals.” said Kelly.

“And after six minutes, his pain ratio is seven to one. You might want to cover your ears.”

When Brandon’s fist punched his own junk, the scream that came out of him could be heard back at both Wilson and Spaulding and David’s office. “I haven’t heard someone make that much noise since our wedding night.” David said. He then rubbed his ear. “I might have burst an eardrum.”

“What do you know, he managed to hurt you after all.” said Kelly with a smirk.

Brandon mumbled something unintelligible. “It’s too painful to talk now, isn’t it?” asked David and Brandon managed to nod. He had punched his own jaw twice and the pain from that was still affected by the multiplier. “If you’re ready to surrender, tap the ground twice.” Brandon weakly moved his hand to hit the sidewalk two times. “That will do. Pay your debts, Lannister.”

“Hear me whimper.” responded Brandon as he went limp.

“Brandon, your pain ratio is back to what it would normally be, and you are no longer compelled to attack yourself. However, if you ever attempt violence against another woman, both of these effects will return with a vengeance and remain that way until you call me to cancel them. Unless you are under those effects, you will not associate hypnosis with me in any way, and it will be shoved out of your mind immediately if anything causes that association even remotely. You will not being beaten up by Regina, Kelly, or yourself at my direction, and you will believe that you rejected my tutoring because you had too much pride to accept help from someone that much younger than you.” David figured that would be enough to defuse Brandon’s threat to himself and any woman who subsequently caught his fancy. “Stand up and hand me your cell phone after unlocking it.” Brandon did so. David entered his number under “Attitude Adjuster” and continued. “This is my number, which you will call if you need me to relieve your self-induced pain. You will otherwise not see it in your s at all. Understand?“

“Yessssss.”

“Open your eyes and walk three blocks south, safely. Once you have, you will wake up and forget even seeing us today, but obeying everything you were told.“

As soon as Brandon was out of sight, Kelly asked. “So when is court back in session?”

“Not today.” said David. “The incident with Brandon burned through her lunch break. She only has enough time left to eat her food, not you.“

“Suddenly watching Brandon beat himself up doesn’t feel as satisfying.”

“You wanted it, not me. We both know that if Penelope comes back late from lunch with me, everyone is going to think we were stepping out on you.“

“But I’m right here, and you said you told them I was meeting you!“

“Which I did, like always. Even so, enough people at the firm already think she’s my mistress, and after a fashion, they’re right!“

“It’s kind of sad that the most interesting thing that happened today was Brandon’s self-bullying.”

David then told the sleeping solicitor. “Miss Simmons, Coital Court is back in session.”

Penelope’s eyes snapped open. “Ready for proceedings to continue!”

David said. “Unfortunately, court must adjourn for the day. Give both Judges Wilson a kiss goodbye and awaken, thinking that you tuned the argument with Brandon out and didn’t realize that he left. Understand?”

“Yes, Your Honor.” said Penelope. They could tell that she was actually sad about missing the “proceedings”. Penelope kissed Kelly, then David, with significant ion each time. Then she blinked her pretty eyes and awoke. “Brandon’s gone? Good riddance. He must have made me lose my appetite, that’s why I haven’t eaten.”

Kelly said. “Well, he’s gone now, so dig in!” and they did.

Penelope left to go back to the law firm, but Kelly stayed at the table. “I never schedule a session right after lunch, you know that!” she explained.

David then got a call from the office number. “Hello? I see. I’ll be back then anyway. See you then.” He then told Kelly. “My next appointment cancelled.”

Kelly smiled mischievously. “So today isn’t going to be a total loss, is it?”

David sighed. “Fine, you can come back with me for her performance review.”

Kelly kissed her husband, with more ion than Penelope had given both of them combined. “Yay! How come you never read me in on Arlene’s trigger?”

David frowned. “Do I really need to answer that question? We both know that if you had a receptionist who looked like mine, she’d spend more time under your desk then at hers!“

“Hard to argue with that one.”

“It’s been four years, Kelly. You can’t act like we’re still in college where everyone was our potential sex toy!”

“And you don’t need to follow Malcolm’s rules, especially the one that states I’m subordinate to you. We don’t work for him anymore!“

“First off, any shit that flows from Malcolm will end up on our doorstep, whether we’re in his employ or not! Second, his rules about discretion are common sense! What we’re doing isn’t considered any less reprehensible because we’re not being paid for it anymore!“

“I just miss the harem.” said Kelly. “I haven’t used the magic strap-on in half a year, and I’m averaging less than one licking per day now.”

David groaned. “I forgot that for me, helping others is the goal and my own pleasure is just a perk, whereas with you it’s the other way around.”

Kelly sighed. “You also forgot that the hypnotized harem was a big part of the reason we got together in the first place, and it was the best thing about college even if we could never talk about it! I love you, but I also love the freedom that came with our relationship and now it’s down to a trickle!”

“Yes, college was fun. For us, it was more fun than allowed by law-literally! But wasn’t it your mom who always said that you have to choose between living for the past and living for the future?“

“That’s kind of a low blow. I don’t bring up your dad in the middle of our arguments.“

“Because there is no side he’d go with here!“

“I’ve had enough.” said Kelly “We have this argument at least monthly, and we still can’t resolve it!”

“Probably because we can’t get third parties involved without telling the big secret. It just ends with me being upset at your recklessness and you chafing under my restrictions.” agreed David.

“Let’s just agree to disagree for the umpteenth time. Besides, we’re back at your office.”

“I can’t disagree with not wanting to continue this discussion in front of Arlene, so fine, it’s tabled. AGAIN!”

When Arlene saw the two of them enter the office she said. “Mr. Wilson, you were with your wife when I told you about the cancellation. If you were going to enjoy the free time together, why would you come back here? And why bring her with you?“

David said. “First off, Arlene, it’s just ‘David’ if no clients are around. Calling me ‘Mr. Wilson’ makes me feel old.”

Kelly added. “That goes for me too. I’m his wife, not his mother!”

“I know, you’ve told me that at least half a dozen times apiece, and you’ll have to do it again before long!” said Arlene with a smile.

David then said. “But to answer your question, we are going to do something enjoyable with the free time.“

Kelly grinned wickedly. “Or, rather someone!“

Before Arlene could ask what that meant, David said “Arlene into me.”

Her eyes slammed shut and her body slumped onto her desk as she said softly. “Arlene over.”

Kelly said. “Seeing that never gets old.“

“I wish I could disagree with you.” said David. “But we both know I can’t. Arlene, open your eyes and sit up but remain deeply asleep.”

“Yesssssss... sirrrrrrrr...” she said as she complied.

“That also never gets old.” said Kelly.

“Arlene, follow me into the office. It’s time for a performance review.” commanded David.

“Yesssssss... sirrrrrrrr...” said Arlene as she stood up and followed him in, Kelly right behind them. She shut and locked the door, even though the outer one was already locked, and even if it wasn’t, David wasn’t expecting anyone for over an hour.

David and Kelly sat on the couch, looking at the stunning, spellbound secretary. Arlene was one of the best hypnotic subjects David had encountered, able to take on entirely new personalities with little direction required. The “performance review” was more like a “revue performance,” and David was ready to start the show. “Arlene, remind me what your cues are.”

“Yes, sir.” said Arlene, speaking clearer as her mind had gotten more used to the trance. “State the role and clap twice for me to play the part, clap once to return me to neutral.”

“Good girl.” said David. “Stripper.” He clapped twice.

A bit of energy returned to Arlene’s still-quite-blank eyes as her pretty face took on a sultry expression. She began to dance to music that was only in her mind as she slowly removed her jacket, followed by her blouse, revealing a nice cotton bra containing her round breasts.

“What, no special lingerie?” asked Kelly.

“This was spur of the moment.” said David. “Besides, there’s only so much I can mess with her mind without her realizing it.”

Arlene kicked off her shoes and pulled down her skirt. Now only wearing her bra and panties, she rubbed herself a bit before pulling them off. Now that she was naked, David clapped and Arlene’s body moved to stand at attention.

The two of them quickly removed their own clothes. He then said. “Cock sucking enthusiast.” Arlene had him in her mouth within seconds, her lips putting her in David’s overall fourth place. He came after eighteen minutes and she swallowed it all. David clapped and she released him. Kelly whispered something in David’s ear and he said “Kelly’s lesbian lover.” He clapped twice as Kelly stood up. In moments, the two were making out and fondling each other as if it was the most natural thing in the world. Soon, they were in a 69 on the floor, and David was glad the building’s cleaning staff could be bribed to stay silent. The two came at once and David clapped, causing Arlene to freeze. The sexy display had gotten David hard again, so he said. “Our three-way partner.” and clapped twice.

Arlene and Kelly got up and went into their positions on the couch-Arlene lying down with David’s cock in her pussy and Kelly’s pussy in her mouth-without another word (though Arlene’s mouth was now too busy to say anything) As the secretary ate her out again, Kelly asked. “What other acts have been in her reviews?”

“Belly dancer, army wife, first date, interviewee-both professional and cop.” answered David. “And a few role play scenarios like cowboy, pirate and vampire. No courtroom, that’s reserved for Penelope.”

“And yet you only do this when you have a cancellation? What a waste.”

“I prefer to think of it as making the experience mean more when it’s less often.”

“IT MEANS PLENTY NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOW!!!!!” screamed Kelly as Arlene hit pay dirt (David had paid to soundproof the office, so he didn’t mind the screaming). David and Arlene were not far behind them.

“This isn’t the first time we’ve had a ‘session’ here, so I know the couch is stain-resistant and the tissues are on your desk.” said Kelly after they recovered.

“Yes they are. I’ll take Arlene, you take the couch.” David clapped his hands and said. “Action figure” then clapped twice more. “Now she’ll move however I move her.”

Kelly pouted. “Why do you get the more fun task?“

“Because she only obeys my voice by default, ?“

“Hard to argue with that one, dammit!”

“My next appointment is in twenty minutes. What about yours?”

“I have forty-five, but I also have to get back to my car, which is still at the restaurant, and then the gym.“

“Then get yourself presentable once the couch is clean and go.” said David. “No one will bat an eye if you shower there, and I can handle the rest of it.”

Ten minutes later, everyone was dressed, the couch and secretary had been cleaned up, and David was spraying air freshener in his office. Kelly kissed her husband goodbye and left. David turned to his rapt receptionist. “Arlene the performance review is over, and you ed with flying colors, as always.”

“Thank... you... sir...” she intoned, briefly displaying a dreamy smile.

“Walk to the entrance.” She did so, and he continued. “When I count to three, you will awaken. You will believe that I had an afternoon delight with Kelly in my office, but that you were not part of it and I allowed you to take the time to take a walk to the park and back. Any sweat or aches you may discover on your body will be attributed to that. Understand?”

“Yes... sir...”

“Good girl. One, two, three.”

Arlene blinked and returned to awareness. “I guess I missed Kelly leaving. I hope you two had a ‘good time’.” she said, half-laughing.

“Yes, we did, thanks.” said David. “I hope you had a good time too!”

Several hours later, David and Kelly were home, and cooking dinner. David had invested his earnings from Malcolm and the tutoring business in the stock market, and had made enough profit to put a down payment on a house last year. While everyone knew about his stock success (it was something that all Wilsons seemed to have a knack for), the cover story for the source of the original investment was a lottery win senior year (which Malcolm had helped them fake evidence of). “I didn’t get any more today, not that I needed to.” said David. “What about you?”

“One in the bush. That puts it at 3.5 in my favor.” answered Kelly. “I still want more, though.”

David sighed. “It’s hard to enforce moderation when you’re owed the favors. Orgasm Function with you at the reins?”

“Need to restore my energy. I’ll let you know when we’re done eating.”

Before they could begin to eat, they heard a car horn honking at their next-door-neighbors’ home. Bernice Appleton, their neighbors’ eight-year-old daughter, came out the front door, carrying an overnight bag to sleep over at a friend’s house. “I guess tonight, the little apple falls far from the tree.” said David, which made Kelly giggle.

The joke David had just made was far from the first apple-related pun they had made about the Appletons. They were a lesbian couple named Mackenzie “Mack” and Natasha “Tash”, so they were collectively nicknamed Macintosh. Further puns came from the fact that Tash’s maiden name was Smith and Bernice was very close to Tash’s mother (“Granny Smith”), and both Mack and Tash had red hair, green eyes, and apple-sized breasts. David had hypnotized the couple shortly after moving in, but they were so solidly lesbian that they barely even used dildos, meaning that this was one tasty fruit platter that David would have to deny himself. Kelly, by comparison, had other plans. “I think I want a juicy apple pie for dessert. Of the Macintosh variety” she said with a mischievous smile.

“Two of them, two points. When we’re done eating dinner, but not before.“

“Why didn’t you ever read me in on those two?”

“Because, much like with Arlene, if you had their triggers, you’d have a three way with them EVERY FUCKING NIGHT, no matter what I or their daughter said about it!“

“You won’t even let me use the magic strap-on!”

“The only time you did, they were so sore they went to a doctor the next day! Do you have any idea how close we came to exposure from that? Dildos aren’t their thing and you know it!“

“I guess it wasn’t something either one wanted in-Cider!” David did not look the least bit amused. “Fine, just the Devil’s Triangle, double KB tit-fucking and a Fucking A. You might as well make me wear a chastity belt!”

“Only you could complain about the fact that your husband is allowing you a three way with no strings attached, which he isn’t even part of!” said David with an eye roll. “What’s Fucking A?“

“They eat me out together while fondling each other. Their bodies are in the shape of an ‘A’. You still get to watch, and I’ll fuck you afterwards if they don’t wear me out too much.”

“Another day like this and you’ll start owing me!“

“Another day like this would be worth it!”

David sighed. “Why do I let you indulge so much?”

“Because you love me so much, obviously.”

That was the last thing either of them said until they were finished eating. When they finished cleaning up from dinner, they went next door. Mack answered, with Tash quickly ing her once she learned who it was. The moment their knockout neighbors were together, David said. “Time to pick my Apples!”

While not as synchronized as Kat and Beth were, Macintosh nevertheless shut their eyes, slumped their heads and said “Ripe and Ready” in perfect unison. David then ordered them into a waking trance.

“When will Bernice be back?” asked Kelly.

“Not until morning.” said Mack.

“Any plans for tonight?” asked David.

“Not specifically.” said Tash.

“Okay, you two, when I snap my fingers, strip each other while making out, like you haven’t been intimate in months.” commanded David.

“We haven’t been intimate in almost a month.” said Macintosh together.

“Good, then they’ll expect something like this to happen.” said Kelly with a sly grin.

“Okay, then know that you’ll get all the intimacy you’ve been missing, and a little something extra, so you’ll have no reason not to do what Kelly or I tell you, understand?” said David.

“Absolutely.” said Macintosh.

“Now strip and kiss!” said David as he snapped.

Meanwhile, Kelly was taking her own clothes off. David guided the group to Macintosh’s bedroom as the pretty pair continued to disrobe. Soon Kelly had piled into the bed with the ravishing redheads. “Time for some apple juice!” she said as she began to lick Mack while Mack licked Tash and Tash licked her. Soon they all orgasmed, and switched so Kelly was licking Tash, who was licking Mack, who was licking Kelly. David watched the sexy spectacle from a nearby chair, knowing that he wouldn’t be able to participate beyond copping the occasional feel, but also knowing that Kelly would find a way to make it up to him. Just like she had the other times she had a craving for apples.