Chapter 12

"Wonderful," Cynthia Rush declared, "we're all accounted for, as it should be."

The bile rose in Linda's throat. In the room, she gazed at her half-sister, Sheila Davenport, and friend, Paula. Also present was Jack Tremain, fixing her with an ugly scowl. Cynthia, no doubt, released him from slavery. Her former mentor was the only one known to possess such a talent.

What alarmed her most was Sheila's transfixed state. Those legendary green eyes were locked in another world to which Cynthia held the key.

"She's not the same," Cynthia remarked, observing Linda's mounting dismay. "I did to her what you've been doing all along in amassing your fortunes."

"We never left them like that," Paula snarled, forgetting her fear.

Cynthia lifted her brow. "Does stealing from the rich make it right?"

Paula bit her lip. She couldn't comfortably debate the matter.

"I can guess what happens next," Linda murmured. "Apparently, you wish to add to your collection."

"You deserve worse, bitch," Jack snapped. "A helluva lot worse."

His petulance did not startle Linda. "What do you plan on doing after we're inducted? You've stressed your repugnance to criminal activity. What will you gain by it?"

"I control this studio," Cynthia calmly explained. "I govern its every decision throughout the creative process. It has never lost a cent, not with me at the helm." She gestured to Sheila. "She's watched over my staff, ensuring their loyalty, guarding against deception. There are too many ambitious people in this industry. It is overrun by opportunists through calculation and design. I won't settle for the production of pure drek while they sell the better efforts to the highest bidder. I fully intend to protect my investment, and will require your help to do so."

"Manipulation, eh?" Paula taunted. "Wholesale slavery, and us as your dutiful watchdogs? That, you consider commendable over what we've done. I think your logic is severely twisted."

Cynthia glared at her. "I will derive much pleasure having you personally serve me.

Perhaps I will reserve a more suitable fate that includes waiting on me hand and foot."

"Fuck you," Paula sneered.

Cynthia tinkled with laughter. "We'll have some of that, too."

"Yeah," Jack chimed in, stroking himself through his pants, "and none of you will be seeing any of this unless you work for it. The cost, unlike before, is going to be considerably marked up."

Linda detested what they proposed. "I will not submit to this, nor will Paula."

"You have no choice," Cynthia said, "none at all." She clasped her pendant. "Jack, restrain her while I begin."

Linda retreated from his menacing grip. "You'll have to kill me first."

"We'd rather die than serve you," Paula spat.

"You won't have to," Dave Fairfield said, showing up at the door with a gun. He released the catch, then pointed it at Jack. "Move a step closer to her, buddy, and you've had it."

"David, darling," Cynthia purred, "how did you escape that locked room? I bolted it myself."

"I kicked it down, babe. My shoulder is sore as hell, but it was worth the pain." He gestured to Jack. "Get away from her, pal. You might cause my finger to slip."

Jack, growling, obeyed.

Cynthia shook her head in disgust. "Do you honestly believe you're going to walk out of here with Sheila and be done with it? Have you forgotten she is in my control? I hold the means of reviving her."

"Do it," Paula snarled, "now."

"Never," Cynthia declared. "My power is greater than yours. You haven't a chance."

Linda and Paula exchanged looks and confirmed they were on the same wavelength. "Is that right?" Linda said. "Well, let's see about that."

Paula went to the door and began calling people by name. "Russ, George, Jim, Sharon, Bob ... come here, now."

-likewise, Linda did the same. "Keith, Alex, Lisa, Steve, Bill ... we need you this minute."

At their command, the room was thronged with those they had enslaved with their diamond pendants. People previously mesmerized automatically came to her when called. They had always planted a post hypnotic order, that whenever their services were required, they would promptly answer. Fortunately for Linda and Paula, many employees lingered after hours at the studio and lent their assistance.

Cynthia watched in horror as their slaves surrounded her. She had no idea the two had thoroughly infiltrated her ranks. "How did this happen without my knowledge?"

"You were too immersed in subterfuge," Dave pointed out. "Apparently, they were trying to find Sheila and gained them as servants."

"No!" Her beautiful face turned ugly. "No!"

Linda looked at Keith Corcoran. "Remove her pendant."

Keith tore it from her throat. Cynthia cried as the gold chain broke, then was taken from her.

"Stripped of your weapon, are you?" Paula blithely asked. "What imagine tricks do you have left?"

Cynthia tried making a dash for the door, but there were too many bodies to dodge. "How dare you usurp my authority! These are my people."

"Their souls belong to us," Linda said, clasping her diamond. "Hold her for me, while I do the honors."

"Oh no," Cynthia screamed. "Please, not that."

"A taste of your own medicine, Cynthia. An eye for an eye." Linda leveled the jewel at her eyes. "Resistance is futile."

Cynthia, held captive by male and female servants, squirmed. Linda exhibited her dazzling array of colors and ordered her to seek its center. Cynthia struggled, but eventually, she did succumb.

As her mind blanked out all reality, Sheila blinked rapidly and moaned. She rubbed her forehead as though nursing a severe headache, then saw Linda. "What's happened? I can't remember."

Paula and Linda embraced her together. They exchanged kisses and hugs, glad to be reunited. "It's a long story. We'll fill you in later."

Dave shrugged. "What happened?"

"When Cynthia became Linda's slave," Paula explained, "her grip on Sheila ended."

Everything wound down after that. They sent Cynthia on her way, minus her hypnotic talents and pendant. Dave took fire at the glittering jewel, exploding it into tiny fragments. Her mentoring days were through.

Jack, a frightened man, took flight. He wanted nothing more to do with the mesmerizing females now that their memories were fully intact. Linda had enslaved him once and she could do it again.

Dave forgave Sheila. His disgust with her criminal past became a moot point. He did, however, inform her that there was no future for them. He refused to carry on with a criminal, albeit a beautiful one.

Linda prepared a final dinner while Paula and Sheila led Dave to the bedroom. Now that Sheila was again herself, she looked forward to making up for lost time.

Dave lay back on the bed, naked, as the women lavished him with feline attention. Sheila's lips drifted to him. He took advantage of their softness-while Paula methodically stroked him. She swirled around his nipples, caressing his smooth chest, then progressively explored his lower region. Her fingers curled around his pubes. Expanding her circular path, she encompassed his cock and balls. Dave groaned from her feathery touch. Meticulously fondling him, she enlarged his shaft. He slowly thickened in her velvety clasp.

Not to be discounted, Sheila roamed Dave's massive chest. She loved its brawny surface. Dave lowered his tongue into her mouth, coaxing hers into activity. Sheila responded to his lazy prod. The spark of lust he ignited filtered through her system. Her nipples hardened from the tingling surge.

Dave, infatuated by her stiffened peaks, caressed them. Sheila sighed. Dave traced their pulsing extension while they locked their lips. His coarse fingertips accentuated her pleasure. Their tongues leisurely darted.

Paula deftly handled his burgeoning member. Rather than taking him in her fist and jerking that dick into a functional state, she was careful. Her manual artistry routinely affected Dave. His amplified tremors were clearly due to Sheila's alluring presence. Paula acknowledged the pointed condition of her nipples and increased moisture between her legs. She held Sheila partially responsible.

Dave's arm went around Sheila. He dragged her to him. His hand swept up and down the curve of her spine before settling over her ass. Squeezing her buns, he elicited a moan. Paula perceived his yearning to fuck her. She could tell he wanted Sheila's hot pussy.

Paula elected to heat things up. She situated herself before Dave and his swollen cock. Her tongue snaked toward the bulbous tip. Gently, she licked him. Instantly, he shifted, digesting that titillating flutter. She skimmed his thighs, then grazed his balls and executed a second slurp. The sinew rippled in his powerful limbs. She danced over his flesh, relishing its pulsating rebuttal. After a moment's worth of torment, she accepted his plump knob. Her lips twisted about its overlapping rim. Dave lifted himself to her face, but she quickly reversed direction.

Paula gestured to his dick. "Your turn," she told Sheila.

Sheila peered into Dave's seductive eyes before lowering her mouth. When level with his crotch, he swung his cock to her. She gazed at him when lengthening her tongue. Sheila lashed his domed head without hurry. Dave shut his eyes at her sizzling contact. Elated, Sheila lapped his taut flesh with lush precision. Her subsequent darting brought him to full extension.

Paula sailed over his balls. She neared Sheila's face when luxuriously moistening Dave. Her tongue pirouetted over his velvet pouch. Sheila bestowed his crown an abundance of kisses. Their joint work quickened his breathing. His head lobbed and an ecstatic smile took shape.

"Oh, yes," he groaned, towering above them. The luxury of two tongues suited him. "Suck me.

Sheila framed Dave's sac with her hand while absorbing his cock. He heavily throbbed in her mouth. Her lips glided over his vein-ridden sides until his cock disappeared in her warm, wet orifice. She sucked strongly, rousing a satisfied grunt. Back and forth she went, clasping his taut skin. Seconds later, she detached her lips and delicately licked his underside. She traced the jutting edge of his tip, dabbing bubbles that leisurely formed.

Paula's lips curved. She was happy to see Sheila please him and drenched his balls with saliva. Hair and skin passed under her tickling sweep. She stroked his muscular thighs, discerning their tremors.

Paula cuddled against Dave. Cupping the back of her head, he steered her to his mouth. They kissed while Dave buried himself in Sheila's face. He methodically pumped her cheeks while exploring Paula's oral warmth. She sobbed down his throat. Dave thoroughly turned her on. He simultaneously caressed her erect nipples. The roughness of his fingertips was a stimulant. She shivered as they sent gratifying jolts through her.

Sheila took immense pleasure in sucking his dick. Dave pistoned his hips to meet her steady gobble. She opened wide to receive his tasty hard-on. His brown nest brushed her cheeks as she took huge mouthfuls of him. She sought his pulse while running her tongue over his ample member. His erratic beat thrilled her.

At length, Sheila withdrew her serpentine tip. Dave's cock stood upright, absolutely rigid. Her lapping made him bone-hard. Her saliva thoroughly coated him. She granted him a final wiggle, then bestowed his bulbous knob a peck.

Paula went after those sensual lips. She pressed herself to them, then sank her tongue. Inside that smoldering mouth she went. Sheila's tongue was poised for her arrival. She darted ambitiously at Paula. Those hard nipples stabbed her flesh. Paula immediately gasped.

Seeing them play intensely aroused Dave. He stroked his cock while witnessing their steamy behavior. Their hunger drew his lust.

Sheila's incredible ass gyrated before him. He couldn't ignore its invitation. Spreading her legs, he glimpsed the arrangement of pink flesh.

Sheila's pussy seemed eager to have him. At once, he positioned himself for entry. He separated her hot folds with the tip of his cock. Using his head to push aside the sticky layers, he felt the sweltering warmth of her hole.

Sheila fathomed Dave's need to fuck. The blunt end of his cock notified her of that urge. He clamped her soapy mound, then speared her. His fat dick sank into her cunt. "Oh, my God," she cried as Paula's boyfriend plummeted through her hot squish. "Ohhhh."

"It's been a while since you had it," he muttered. Her snatch instantly grabbed him. He enjoyed its clamp. Forward he drove, savoring that lack of resistance. That pussy swallowed him to the root. His balls gently spanked her buns. "Is it as good as you remember?"

Sheila couldn't speak above the lump in her throat. She bent down, spreading her legs wider, then flew back at him. Their flesh noisily collided. Sheila welcomed penetration. Dave went far into her hot, wanting snatch. His thrusts fractured her breathing. She moaned from his lumbering movement. Her cunt puckered that thick, inflexible shaft.

Watching Dave submerge himself in Sheila titillated Paula. She brushed Dave's lips, then lowered her tongue into his mouth. Her fingers lightly scratched his nipples. They were comparable to small pebbles. Dave sluggishly responded. After dazing him, she whispered in his ear. "Give it to her, baby. Go slowly."

Dave's brown pupils were dull and moist. He appeared lost in contemplation while pumping Sheila. He jammed his cock into her embracing heat.-likewise, Paula seemed engrossed in his burrowing dick. Sheila mirrored ecstasy. Her dark eyes glazed over during Dave's sawing motion. Paula heard squishy sounds as he sliced deeply into her pussy.

Paula groped Sheila's nipples. Her skin was warm to the touch. She heated up, connected to Dave.

Paula gazed at the bridge of hard, male flesh that protruded from Sheila's cunt. She tensed with excitement while noting how he piloted his solid shaft straight through those sodden lips, splitting them to admit his bulk. Although lending the impression of being in another world, he masterfully drove into her. She shoved her ass to him, searching for more.

"Oh, yeah," Sheila sobbed, taking it. "Give it to me, hard and fast."

Dave sank into her sweltering warmth. "Whatever you say, baby." He cupped her tits. Her nipples sizzled against his palm. His hands streamed down her front until enfolding her mound. Pressing her quivering buns to him, he vigorously squeezed.

"I want your juices all over my dick," he whispered in her ear as he pumped her hot squish. Cupping her mound, he lifted her before that stiff cock fully impaled her.

"Ohhhh," she whimpered. He maintained a resolute grip on her pussy. He hauled her back until his balls were planted on her quivering cheeks. After savoring her thrilling tightness, he receded. Before she recovered from his bewildering plunge, he reinstalled himself. "Oh, God."

A hot, spongy pussy covered him. His dick pulsated in her crushing heat. Her flesh gripped him fast, yanking his taut skin. His eyes curved up into their sockets as he savored his fit. His balls rested at the bottom of her puffy lips before he eased himself from her juicy grasp. Back and forth he went, savoring the friction. "Fuck that big dick of mine, baby. Grease it up."

Paula stationed herself behind Dave. Smashing her mound to his muscular buns, she hugged him. Her hands swam over his chest. Manually, she aggravated his nipples. At his ear, she purred. "Jam it into her, baby. Make her feel you." She pushed him forward, guiding him into Sheila's cunt.

Dave grinned from her shove. He liked having her furry snatch in his crack. "Push me into her pussy."

She ground herself to his ass, simplifying his slide into Sheila. Sheila's mounting sobs excited her. "She hasn't had it for a long time. Show her what she's been missing," she sighed, pistoning her hips. "Fuck her."

Sheila feverishly rocked herself to him. Dave snuck a finger into her folds and found her clit. He jiggled that inflamed button while fucking her. Sheila gasped from double stimulation. Not only did she benefit from the lunge of his cock, but had that gratifying rotation, too.

His dick was virtual rock, plunging into her starved depths. Its steady massage accentuated her joy. Once he kindled the blaze in her loins, it became inextinguishable. Clutching the faucets, she grounded him with her inflamed pussy. He groaned from her clench. His finger never stopped in its wiggle. "Oh, God. I'm going to cum."

Dave distanced himself from her orgasm. He wanted to please her without erupting. Her soft, rounded buttocks bounced off him, delivering their kiss. He groaned as the tension mounted. Sheila's cunt gulped him whole, her sodden lips yielding to his hungry push. He crammed every pulsing inch into that gobbling receptacle.

"Come on, baby," he muttered, feeding her cock. Her love button palpitated under his manual persuasion. He suspended neither of those incentives. He sawed into her with purpose. "Do it. Do it now."

Sheila moaned from the building crescendo. Dave steadily drove her to that dizzying summit. She vibrated against him, then experienced the boom. His dick jerked in her pussy, magnifying her convulsion. He enveloped her with those powerful forearms. She clenched her teeth, then sharply exhaled. Her nails sank into his flesh.

Paula, based behind Dave, gripped his ass and guided him into Sheila during her climatic release. She helped bring her to orgasm. Watching Sheila cum afforded her an enormous thrill.

Dave slipped out of Sheila. His cock emerged sticky and severely rigid. At his detachment, Sheila moaned. Dave's retreat created a nagging void. He turned to Paula. "How about finishing me off, baby?" Motioning to his dick, he ran it through his fist.

Paula was pleased to be pressed into service. Dave's desire to shoot appeared crucial. His dick stood in the air, intensely excited. She grazed his balls with her fingertips, then caressed his stout cock.

Sheila, reclaiming her senses, floated into Paula's arms. She still shook from Dave's virile energy. Massaging her sore pussy, she continued to smart from his extensive probe. Dave's immense diameter strained her. She rubbed Paula with her mound, assuaging her ache. Paula's nipples stabbed her. Their mouths came together in a hungry rush. Sheila explored her oral warmth.

Paula presented her ass to him. Her legs opened and pussy expanded. Its borders gleamed with enthusiasm. Inhaling her husky fragrance, he could restrain himself no longer. Gripping his base, he guided himself into her saturated heat. Her cunt lips divided at the tension he exerted, then buckled under it. She widened around his bulbous head, then gradually swallowed him.

Paula broke away from Sheila. She clutched her while Dave buried himself. His initial penetration never failed to steal her breath. Her nails sank into Sheila's shoulder as he filled her. A rapturous smile formed. "God, it's so big. Ohhhh."

Paula's lips formed a circle, venting a rush of hot air. She heard Dave's greasy connection as well. His cock settled in Paula's cozy snatch. Having just gotten fucked by it, she understood her joy.

Dave started fucking her in the same lazy manner. The sound of Paula's pussy completely absorbing him riled Sheila. She yearned to again be on the receiving end of his thrust. The walls of her pussy tingled from their recent confrontation with that monster.

Paula's blue eyes grew dull as Dave pumped her. Sheila could see his cock protrude from her distended hole. He slid in and out, stuffing her snatch.

Dave relished the change in pussy. Paula felt different to him. He seized her hips and plunged himself to the bottom of that gripping warmth.

Sheila noted an increased roughness. Savagely, he rammed into her. Her ass bounced from his groin. He showed no tenderness, cramming thick bone into her cunt. Paula trembled as it disappeared into her slick hole.

"Yeah, baby," he groaned, "make me cum. Milk me with those juicy lips."

Paula swerved back to meet him. Her buttocks noisily ricocheted. His balls pummeled her backside. Unlike Sheila, Paula succeeded in rousing his animal fervor.

Dave's behavior made Sheila horny. Observing that straight, rock-hard shaft entering Paula's damp groove prompted that urge.

She arranged herself between their legs. Above, Dave tumultuously introduced himself into that wet pussy. His cock plunged into that juicy center, then withdrew. His balls swayed with frantic motion. Running her hands over the backs of Dave's thighs and then Paula's smooth legs, Sheila noted their mutual satisfaction. Her girlfriend was of a silky consistency, while Dave was firm.

Sheila slurped the section of Dave that jutted from Paula. She lashed his veins, then flickered over the tasty flesh that enclosed him. She licked pussy and cock with equal abandon.

"Stroke me, deeply," Paula begged while Sheila tongued her saturated borders. Dave shoved himself to the back, filling her completely. "Ohhhh."

Sheila bestowed them with equal amounts of spittle. She moistened Paula's snatch, then lashed Dave's hard dick. Paula's honey dripped on her busy tip.

Dave threw back his head and growled. He roughly fucked Paula, jamming himself into her snatch. Sheila's licks improved the quality of their connection. "Christ," he hoarsely exclaimed, "that feels good. Keep my dick wet."

Sheila made certain of drenching Dave's balls in saliva. She immersed them in foam.

She did not neglect Paula's cunt. Her tongue wiggled over that tasty patch, dispersing globs of froth. She cleaned Paula's gummy flaps, then dabbed at the juicy trench for her excess nectar. Sheila relished her sugary flavor. Dave, however, persisted in jamming that space with meat. Lowering his cock to the hilt, he dominated that region.

Despite his occupancy, Sheila's lapping affected Paula. "You're going to make me cum, sweetheart," she wailed. No amount of pitching deterred her. "Oh, yeah. I'm almost there."

Inspired by her strained announcement, Sheila feverishly prevailed. She licked her savory flesh until Paula was a shivering wreck.

"Ohhhh," Paula gasped, contracting. "Ohhhh."

Dave couldn't remain embedded in Paula-not in her frenzied condition. He throbbed from the culmination of her efforts. Sheila's tongue whipped him into numbness. "I'm going to shoot. Oh, yeah."

Sheila's licks abounded. She slurped the excitement that seeped from Paula's cunt, washing them from Dave's delving shaft. One rippling stroke replaced another. Dave's abnormal breathing signaled that he was at his quaking pinnacle.

"Keep moving that tongue, baby." His mouth dropped open while his eyes shut. "Arghh."

Dave yanked out without preliminary. He spewed on Paula's ass, showering her with hot jism. Sheila lapped his creamy splatter. Her tongue waltzed over Paula's vibrant flesh, collecting his spent cum.

"Mmmmm," she purred, blotting the mess he created.

"I wish you wouldn't go," Sheila told Dave when they were laying back on the sheets. "Perhaps we can compromise."

He shook his head. "If I weren't such a righteous man that might be possible."

She bit her bottom lip. "I hate to lose you. Isn't there some way of keeping you in my life?"

He shrugged. "Give up hypnosis?" She winced.

"I didn't think so." He brushed her lips with his. "Keep it in mind, baby, and know that you can always find me when you're ready."