Why was she... dressed like this? It was so hard to think.
“That’s right, up, up over your head. Light as a bird. Floating, drifting, just flying away...”
She felt weird. Dizzy, and, well, sexy. But also like she was half-asleep. She thought she remembered feeling that way a …
At first, she’d been really excited to switch. Then, when the cuffs went on, she was anxious—was this a good idea? Now, as Trixie’s talented tongue teased her clit through its silky prison, Jennessa could only whine.
When Meghan moved in, Lydia hoped she wasn’t gonna be stuck up like some of her other roommates.
Lydia never bothered with panties anymore.
There was this narrow hall in the center of their apartment. The front door was there, their bedrooms opposite, and then the kitchen and living …
You asked nicely, so, yes: I’ll brainwash you. You’re about to be brainwashed. Are you ready?
Let me help you start on the right foot. Form your request like this:
Please brainwash me to
That doesn’t make a lot of sense on its own; it’s unfinished …
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Not your typical spiral. So if you were going to have someone focus on it, like as a hypnotic focus, well…
You might tell them to stare at the center.
To notice …
“I know just how you feel, Alexa. Just this morning I had that ‘How you like me now?’ verse stuck in my head and it just wouldn’t go away.
“I guess that’s kind of ironic, if you think about it.
“And that’s kind of ironic, too. Because …
“So,” Rebecca sat down, smoothing the skirt over her thighs, then crossing one leg over the other, then smoothing her skirt again. “How is this supposed to work?”
Gemma smirked. “You don’t really need to do anything, Becky, and you definitely don’t need to be nervous. Hypnosis is …
“Y-you found me? I… I knew you’d come eventually. Knew you’d figure out where they were taking us, all the girls.”
“It’s been… how long?! I don’t… I don’t know, I guess… I’ve been asleep a lot… I always feel so sleepy. I think …
You broke the lock on the door, and that’s where you found her. Their treatments had left her unrecognizable. But you knew. You knew it was her. You’d beaten the lights and the sounds, the gas, the needles, all to find her. And now, together, you would escape …
“They aren’t a cult.”
Quinn sounded so matter-of-fact about it. She always did these days; I seemed to be the crazy one, the unreasonable one, always losing my shit. Screaming, sobbing, accusing her new “friends” of changing her, somehow, brainwashing her, for some inscrutable purpose.
It sounded crazy. I …
They’d called it Club Emerald. It had been cute, just the three of them: Erica, Janey, and Reese. Friends since grade school, when it was easy to make friends for silly reasons like you all had the same colour eyes. Beautiful, haunting green eyes that followed Reese long after …
“Wait, you already added the compound to the pool?”
“Yes, Nat. Only ten parts per million... But you know what that can do, don’t you? You formulated it.”
“Well, yes, it will... it will... my legs... feel so... warm”
“I’m sure they do, Nat. Warm and weak.”
“Warm …
Did you like that, Mistress? I love doing that to you. Making you moan. Making you cum. I love how you go limp after, Mistress. When we hold each other like this, how you murmur and your eyelids flutter and you get so relaxed...
So warm... you’re so warm …
“That world? Out there?”
“Yes. The one you left behind, for me. Does it still entice you?”
“...It’s pretty, you know. The sunset, I mean.”
“You’re pretty. Beautiful, actually. Perfect. Seeing you like this... I couldn’t resist you.”
“That’s funny. And then you asked me to …
She hadn’t meant to barge in. But the party was so noisy, and so boring, and she’d had too much to drink... She needed quiet, just for a moment, so she had run upstairs—to the extent you could run in heels on over-plush carpet—and didn’t …
The first rule of the job was, don’t get attached. But.
It was one-way glass, of course. He knew that, and knew that not only was she unaware of his existence, every hour she spent in the white room removed her awareness of her world, her past, her self …
She hadn’t even seen the other woman’s face—squeezing through the crowded ballroom, someone brushed behind her, and then... that voice. Whispered in her ear, five simple words. She’d turned to look, caught just a glimpse of red satin, blonde hair, a pale elegant shoulder disappearing into …
She'd felt it as soon as she'd started to do up the zippers.
A tingle, hard to tell if it was in her pussy or just in her head. She'd giggled to herself at first, turned on by her own clothes! She didn't know who'd sent her the gift, but …
Her legs, bound in fishnets, shaped by heels, her legs were not her own.
Every step brings me closer
Every step takes me deeper
She felt so empty, but so heavy, she could never have climbed the steps on her own, but her treacherous legs, locked in lace, slowly did …
"The higher the heels," she whispered, "the better it feels."
Couldn't remember how she'd got there, but she leaned against the wall, so weak, legs trembling, so unused to the towering shoes that bound her body and ruled her mind.
"The higher the heels, the better it feels..."
She hoped …