“Wow!” Maggie says, thinking about it. “I want you to plan my next birthday party.” She laughs. “Who will you invite to you mom’s party?”
“Let’s see.” I say, thinking about who mom might want. “You and my sister, our neighbor Mary, my friend Carolyn…”
“And you’ll be the only guy?” Maggie looks at me suspiciously.
“Well, we could invite Carolyn’s husband.” I say. “In case mom has the same black man fantasy that you have?”
“Oh! That would be nice, even if she doesn’t.” Maggie coos, rubbing her hand on my thigh, as I pull into the parking lot of my dad’s office.
Danae is at the reception desk when we enter the office. She doesn’t look up when we approach her desk.
“Hello, Danae.” I smile. “Is Daryl in?” I ask her.
“You don’t have an appointment.” She says, glancing at Maggie. “Who’s this? Your mother?” She smirks.
“Who’s the bitch?” Maggie asks.
“The bitch.” Danae says, tossing her hair back. “Is the person who’s keeping you from seeing Daryl!” She says, snottily.
“Really?” Maggie asks, looking at me. “Zap her, Nick.” She says, curtly.
“I don’t have to.” I answer, bending down in front of Danae’s desk. “Think about it, Danae.” I say, activating the trigger. “You want to be very nice to us and show us into Daryl’s office immediately.” I say, standing up straight.
“Oh, Nick!” Danae says cheerily, jumping up from her desk and walking around it to give me a hug. Her short skirt barely covers her ass cheeks and her luscious tits are bursting from her scoop neck blouse, as she holds the embrace and looks at Maggie. “Who is this lovely lady with you?” She asks, smiling at Maggie.
“This is Maggie.” I tell her. “We need to see Daryl.”
“Right this way.” She says, walking towards Daryl’s office and opening the door without knocking. My dad’s on the phone and he looks surprise that Danae just let us in, but he holds up one finger to indicate that he’ll be done in a minute.
“What was that?” Maggie whispers, referring to how I got Danae to do what I wanted without zapping her.
“A trigger.” I say. “I gave it to her the last time I was here.” I whisper back.
“Did Harry know about those?” She asks, skeptically. “How did you know about them?” She asks.
“I don’t think Harry ever used them.” I answer. “I researched hypnosis on the Internet and decided to give the concept of post suggestion triggers a try. It worked, so I’ve used it a few times.”
“On who?” Maggie asks.
“Um… Nicole and my English teacher, last year.” I answer, wondering if I’m in trouble. Maggie is just looking at me and I can’t tell what’s going through her mind.
“Does it only work if you say the trigger?” Maggie finally asks.
“I don’t know.” I answer, honestly. “I’ve never told anyone about it.” I tell her.
“Let me try it with Danae.” She says, smiling. “What was it, again?” She asks.
“Think about it, Danae.” I whisper. “Then whatever you tell her next, she’ll do. Try it.” I encourage her. “Tell her to take her clothes off. I want you to see her body, anyway.”
“Think about it, Danae.” Maggie says, turning towards Danae who is standing in the doorway. “Come over here.” Danae immediately steps towards Maggie, letting the door close.
“Strip off all your clothing and parade around the room showing off your naked body.” Maggie says, looking from me to Danae, as if I can bail her out if it doesn’t work. Danae immediately pulls her blouse over her head, revealing a sheer, flesh colored bra. Her nipples and areolas are visible through the thin material and my cock leaps forward, certain that it’s going to get some release.
“Wow!” Maggie says. “It worked!” We both watch as Danae unfastens the bra and shakes it off her arms, letting her large golden orbs hang free. I adjust my hard cock and catch a glimpse of my dad, staring at the three of us, his mouth gaping open.
“Tell her to make her nipples hard.” I suggest to Maggie, as Danae steps out of her skirt and is rolling her flesh colored thong down her long, shapely legs.
“Think about it Danae.” Maggie says, smiling at me. “Make your nipples hard.” Danae’s nipples immediately tighten and grow out from her chest about a half an inch. “That’s amazing.” Maggie says, but I’m not sure if she means Danae’s hard nipples, her smooth pussy mound, or the fact that she can control her. Danae is in the process of walking around the room, per Maggie’s instruction. Maggie and I are both distracted by her thick pussy lips, protruding between her legs, as she parades around us.
“Okay, let’s stay focused.” Maggie says, as I take the transmitter out of my pocket and insert the ear buds. We’ve both been so intent on Danae, that we don’t notice my dad opening his desk drawer and flicking switches, until it’s too late. Just before I tune in his frequency, Maggie’s eyes glaze over.
“Grab that transmitter!” Dad shouts at Maggie and she lunges towards me grabbing the transmitter from my hands. I reach out for it, but she is too quick. I grab the ear bud wire and try to pull the transmitter back, but only manage to disconnect the wire from the transmitter.
“Bring it here!” Dad yells at Maggie. Danae is still parading around the room naked, showing off her body, when Maggie pushes her out of the way to get the transmitter to dad. Fuck! I gave him the command not to use his transmitter on me, but I didn’t think about him being able to use it on Maggie. Now he’s got my transmitter and there is nothing stopping him from using it on me. Or is there?
I’ve got the ear buds, which are designed so that I can’t accidentally tune in my own frequency. That might thwart dad’s attempts to control me, at least for the time being. Everything seems sort of surreal. Danae is still prancing around naked, lifting her golden tits and tweaking her hard nipples, as she dances ballerina style around the room. Maggie is over by dad’s desk with my transmitter in her hand and dad is smiling at me like a Cheshire cat.
“Give me the ear things, Nick.” Dad says, an evil grin on his face. “If you don’t want to see her hurt.” He adds, nodding towards Maggie, as he reaches out and takes the transmitter from her and hands her a pair of scissors. “I can make her cut her own nipples off, Nick.” He says, calmly.
“Take off your clothes.” Dad barks at Maggie and she complies, pulling her halter top off while still holding the scissors. “Give me the ear plugs, Nick.” Dad says, standing up and holding his hand out towards me. I don’t know what to do! I can’t let him hurt Maggie, but who knows what he’ll do if he gets me under the transmitter’s control.