The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

The next morning Kristen and I had a long talk about her grandfather’s companies. She was now the CEO and the majority share holder and I wanted to make sure she had a plan. There was going to be a big meeting the next day of all the COOs of the different companies and they were each supposed to brief Kristen on projects currently under way and plans for the future.

“Kristen, you can’t be expected to give any kind of direction at this first meeting. You simply need to listen and try to understand what each company does, how they operate, what they are currently doing and how they plan to build the business. They should be able to run themselves without much input from you.”

“Ok Master. That makes me less nervous about this meeting. I was thinking that I didn’t have any idea what to say to them. I still feel like I need to say something though, don’t you think so?”

“Sure. I think maybe you can say a few words about your grandfather and assure them that you will try to carry on in the same way he would have, that you are not planning to make any big changes. That should be enough to calm their nerves.”

“You think they’re going to be nervous?!”

“Oh yeah. These guys know you could fire them if you wanted to, or you could make some really stupid arbitrary decisions that would mess things up for their companies. Trust me. They’ll be very happy if you tell them you aren’t going to do anything right away.”

“Ok Master. Thank you.”

“No problem. Now I have to go to lunch with your future sister. I’ll be back in time to pick up you and Adiva for your grandfather’s funeral, ok?”

“My future sister! Oh who is she? Can’t you tell me? Please.”

“Not yet Kristen. It’s still a surprise. I think you’ll get to meet her next week though.”

“Oh I can’t wait. Adiva.” She shouted to Adiva who was cleaning the kitchen “Did you hear that? Master is going to let us meet our new sister next week.”

Adiva came running into my office. “Really? Oh thank you Malik. Is she lovely? Is she kind?”

“I think you’ll like her.” I said. “She is very bright like the two of you and she has had some of the same problems you have.”

The two slave girls hugged each other. “I am sure she will be perfect Malik. Thank you.”

I pulled into the Spaghetti Grill at two minutes to twelve and found Chahna waiting outside. When she saw me coming up the sidewalk she ran to me and gave me a big kiss that included her tongue. I of course returned the favor. When we were seated I asked how she was.

“Ok I guess… Well not really totally ok. This morning I told my girlfriend I was moving out. We had a big fight over it and she tried to order me to stay. That made me even madder so I grabbed what things I could carry and checked in to a hotel until I can find a place.”

Now that I thought about it, I had instructed her to break up with her girlfriend before my last appointment. I just hadn’t expected it to be today.

I almost felt a little guilty about instructing her to break up with her girlfriend for a moment, but then I remembered that without my specific instructions it might have happened a lot sooner just because of my accidentally enslaving her. Also the knowledge that she hadn’t really been happy there made it easier for me.

“Listen Chahna. Why don’t you come stay with me? Kristen and Adiva will be happy to have you and so would I.”

I thought I could interpret the look that momentarily passed across her face as excitement. “Are you sure they wouldn’t mind? I mean, you have a very unique arrangement with them, and bringing a new woman into the house could cause friction.”

“Chahna, you’re a good psychiatrist, but you don’t know Kristen and Adiva. They’ll be thrilled to have you. Trust me.”

“Well…” she hesitated. “If you think it would be ok.”

“I know it will be ok.”

She smiled brightly “All right Sam and thank you.” She reached across the table to put her hand on mine.

I took her hand and kissed it.

“Sam?”

“Yes Chahna, what is it?”

“I... I can’t believe I’m saying this but... I think I’m falling in love with you.” She had that dreamy look people get when they are in love. “I mean. I haven’t been attracted to a man in years and now I can’t think of anyone but you.”

“Well, I don’t know if it will make any difference in how you feel about me but I want you to know that I think of you a lot too. You have become very important to me.”

Just then the waiter came to our table and interrupted this scene, so we went through the process of ordering our food and eating our meal along with additional small talk.

Afterward we said good-bye with passionate kiss.

Jim’s funeral was interesting.

His daughter was there although her husband, Mr. Macbeth was not. She sat alone in the front row left of the center aisle. Kristen, Adiva and I sat in the front row to the right of the center aisle along with Steve Bartholomue and a few other close friends who worked with Jim.

Steve and Kristen were given an opportunity to say a few words about Jim. Steve was eloquent and Kristen poured out her heart.

When the funeral was over Mary MacBeth came over to our group. She looked directly at me. “So you’re the one. You don’t look like much. I just want you to know that you’re out of your league little boy. You can’t win. John and I will bury you. You’re nothing but a little peon and you’ll never have any status in this town.”

She turned to Kristen. “You’ll see Kristen. You’ve chosen the wrong side in this, but you’ll see. When you recognize your mistake you can come home to your family. But don’t wait too long and don’t fight us Kris, remember, family comes first.”

I was fuming. This woman had no respect for her own father’s funeral. Bringing petty status squabbles up at a time like this was so far out of line, I just couldn’t believe she’d done that.

Kristen was angry too and was about to respond when I stopped her with a gesture. She immediately bowed her head and took a deep breath.

“Excuse me,” I said to the small group who had overheard her remarks. “Could you give me a couple of minutes alone with Mrs. MacBeth?”

Everyone politely turned away and began other conversations. Adiva put an arm around Kristen and lead her to the back of the hall. I faced Mary in such a way that no one else was going to be able to see her face. She looked like an older version of Kristen, honey blond, blue eyes, about 5′ 6″ and still slim as she approached middle age.

As I faced her she decided that she would try to intimidate me before I could intimidate her. That was her game after all, intimidation and humiliation. Her voice was loud enough for the others to still hear.

“What do you think you’re going to say that will make any difference little boy? I’ve been dealing with scum like you all my life. So why don’t you just run along and let the adults...”

She stopped suddenly when I let my mojo loose on her. Her eyes glossed over and her mouth was slightly open. My eyes watered but it was definitely getting easier. I wiped the tears away and spoke softly so no one else could hear.

“Mary, you are my slave now. Do you understand?”

“Yes.”

“Good. In a few minutes I am going to count backwards from three to zero. When I reach zero you will wake up and be yourself except for the instructions that I am about to give you. First, you will not remember being in this trance state. You will not consciously know that you are my slave. You will continue to be yourself in every way, except that you will serve as my eyes and ears. If you hear or learn of anything that might affect myself or Kristen you will tell me about it as soon as you can. After reporting to me you will promptly forget that you have done so and continue as if it had never happened.”

I gave her my cell number.

“Do you understand these instructions?”

“Yes.”

“Good. Lastly, if I and only I ever say the words ‘my six armed goddess’ you will immediately return to this trancelike state.”

“Three, two, one, zero.”

Life came back to her eyes.

“... make the important decisions.”

She spun on her heel and stormed off.

I tried but I couldn’t quite keep the smirk off my face.

“What was that all about?” Steve asked.

“Dominance games Steve, dominance games.”

I made my way to Kristen and wrapped her in my arms while she cried into my shoulder.

“It’s ok baby. She’s not really going to hurt us. She was just talking.”

“No, you don’t know her, she will.”

“No Kristen. Trust me. She won’t.”

We arrived back at the apartment at about four-thirty. On the way back I told the girls that Chahna was going to be staying with us for a while.

“Is she going to be our new sister?” Kristen presumed correctly.

“Yes. But she doesn’t know it yet so don’t say anything about it until she makes up her own mind that she wants to be my slave girl, ok?”

“Yes Malik. Will she be having sex with you?”

Interesting question.

“If she wants to. Don’t push her though, let her make up her own mind.”

“Ok Master.” I had noticed that ever since Adiva moved in with us Kristen had gone back to the Master/Slave mode. At least she wasn’t speaking in the third person.

“If she doesn’t sleep with you where will we put her?”

“Good question. We only have the two bedrooms don’t we.”

Kristen had apparently already given it some thought. “I think we should convert the second kitchen into another bedroom. And if it’s ok with you I would like to join my grandpa’s old apartment to ours just like we did with the other one.”

“Hmmm. You may be on to something there. But I need to take a look at Jim’s apartment first. I know you’ve been inside Kristen but I haven’t, and you’ll need to know what kind of business related items he has in there before you start tearing out walls.”

“I only went into his office once but I know there are several computers and file cabinets as well as lots of shelves full of books.” she said.

“Will you feel up to looking into it tomorrow?”

“Yes, I think so. Anyway, if you’re there to support me I will.”

“Ok. Let’s table that discussion until tomorrow. If necessary you can both sleep with me and we can give Chahna the other bedroom for the next few nights.”

They both nodded and smiled.

“In the meantime Kristen, you can start converting the extra kitchen.”

I figured it would be good for her to keep occupied over the next few days and I could tell she was excited about the prospect.

At the apartment the girls started getting things ready for a visitor. I thought the place already looked pretty good but it was amazing how much work they found to do.

While they worked I turned on the stereo and lay down on the sofa to meditate.

After just a few minutes my phone rang. I didn’t recognize the number.

I flipped it open. “Williams.”

“Master. You need to know that John has hired a private detective to watch you. He is trying to find something to use against you.”

“Mary?” Stupid question, who else could it be?

“Yes.”

“Ok. Is that all?”

“Yes.”

I closed the phone. Now I had something else to meditate about.

I had found recently that my mind seemed to be in a problem solving mode. As I meditated about it my mind automatically began setting up scenarios and playing them out. Lately I could figure out some kind of solution to any problem in a short time, but I had no idea what to do about a private investigator watching me. I just hoped he wouldn’t find anything.

Although, from what I already knew about John MacBeth, they would probably find something they could twist.

The doorbell rang about five-thirty.

The girls stood behind me as I opened the door and found Chahna standing with her hands clasped in front of her crotch. It struck me as a very insecure posture and I surmised that she must be nervous.

I held out my hand to her and she took it. “Come in Chahna.”

She stepped through the door and I closed it behind her. “I’d like you to meet Kristen and Adiva.”

The girls had changed into their complementary mini-dresses, Kristen in blue to match her blue eyes and Adiva in green to match her green eyes. They were a gorgeous matching set.

Kristen said “Hi Chahna, welcome to our home.”

Adiva added “Hello Chahna. I am very pleased to meet you.”

I noticed as Chahna came into the apartment that she had adopted a very demure, almost I would say ‘submissive’ attitude. She seemed very unsure of herself.

“Hello. It’s good to finally meet you both.” was all she said.

She turned to me and looked into my eyes. “Sam, are you sure this is a good idea?”

I didn’t know why she was so nervous but I knew I needed to reassure her so I took her in my arms and kissed her passionately.

“Mmmph.” She resisted momentarily, and then I could feel her relax and begin to participate in the kiss.

Finally I pulled away. “Chahna, what is it you’re concerned about?”

Her insecurity returned and she averted her eyes. “I... I don’t want to come between you and your... your friends. I feel like I’m intruding.”

“I see.” I turned her to face the girls. “Kristen how do you feel about Chahna staying here, and how do you feel about her kissing me?”

She smiled. “I think it’s wonderful Master.” She looked at Chahna. “Really Chahna. It’s ok. I can tell you make my Master happy and that’s what matters to me. You can stay as long as you want and you can do whatever you want to with my Master, as long as he’s happy. We won’t be jealous, will we Adiva?”

“No. As long as Master is pleased we are pleased.”

Chahna glanced back at me, then at the girls again. “That seems so strange. It’s hard to get used to. And yet, it seems right in a way, compelling.”

I turned her back to face me and kissed her again. It was another long passionate kiss and by the time I broke it off she was holding me tight and grinding against my leg. “Then can we call that settled? You’ll be staying?”

She was still catching her breath. “Yes.”

“Excellent. Now Adiva and Kristen have prepared a wonderful dinner for us so let’s sit down and eat.”

We all sat around the table. There was roasted chicken, tossed green salad, asparagus and baked potatoes.

Chahna ate sparingly and so did I. I think she was still nervous. Me, I just didn’t want to get overfull.

There was some small talk. Chahna expressed her condolences about Kristen’s grandfather.

“Thank you.” Kristen said. “It would have been impossible to bear without Sammy. But thanks to my Master I was able to have a good relationship with grandpa before he died and those are memories that I will cherish. I love Sammy so much.” She looked at me with tears welling up in her eyes.

There was talk about Adiva’s television appearances and how awful her experiences had been.

“Yes, it was terrible. But now I have my Master and I feel happy. I do not worry about those things. All that I care about is whatever makes our little family happy. I love my Master very much.” Adiva’s look was almost a duplicate of Kristen’s.

“And I love both of you.” I said. “Actually I love all three of you.”

Chahna started a little at that and had that same look in her eyes. She started to cry.

I reached for her hand. “Are you ok Chahna?”

She couldn’t speak for a moment and waved her hand in front of her face. Finally she found her voice. “Yes. I’m ok. I just never thought it would affect me this way.”

“I’m sorry, I don’t understand.”

“Hearing you say you love me. I... I’m overcome with emotions I’ve never felt before. I can’t really explain it.”

“Ah. I think I do understand now. I think what you’re feeling is called love Chahna. When you truly love someone you feel it deep down, it moves you, but it’s hard to put into words. Is that what you feel?”

She hesitated. Then, as she stared into empty space, in a husky voice she said “Yes. I love you Sam. I can’t believe it’s true but it is. I love you so much. How is that possible? How can I love you so much and not be jealous of these two beautiful women? I don’t understand it but I know it’s real, and I couldn’t change it if I wanted to. Which I don’t.”

“That’s wonderful Chahna.”

“Yes.” Kristen piped in. “Would you like to have sex with my Master now? The bedroom is ready for you.”

“Kristen!” I chastised. “What did I tell you about not pressuring Chahna?”

“I’m sorry Master.” she averted her eyes. “But I can tell that she wants to.”

“Is that true Chahna? Is that what you want?”

She looked at me, then back to the girls, then back to me.

Suddenly there was a knock at the door. What the heck?

I went to the door and opened it. I was surprised to see Officer Kelly, the blond police officer that was here the day of the terrorist attack.

“Uh. Hello Officer Kelly. What can I do for you.”

“You! I can’t believe it’s you!” she exclaimed.

“Uh. I’m sorry, I don’t quite follow.”

“You have Chahna. What did you do to her? She was mine. You had no right to take her from me. She belongs to me!”

Chahna? I looked again at her name tag. ‘Kelly Chandler’. KC. Casey. This is Chahna’s girl friend! Shit! This is gonna be really ugly.

“What do you mean she belongs to you?”

“You know very well what I mean. You must have overridden my controls on her. She never would have disobeyed me otherwise.”

“You mean you hypnotized her? And you’ve been controlling her all this time?”

“Don’t play the innocent, hero boy. I know you must have done the same thing to take control of her. I want her back. If you don’t give her back to me I’ll make your life a living hell. I’ll hound you every day, write you up for every little infraction, you won’t be able to walk outside your door.”

I thought about that for a second. “That won’t work Kelly. As soon as a judge sees you writing multiple citations for me he’ll figure out that you’re harassing me and drop all the charges.”

She fumed. “Then I’ll wait until I catch you at something that will put you in jail for a long time.”

“Yeah. Good luck with that.” I wasn’t in the habit of breaking the law and didn’t think she would be able to find a legitimate reason to arrest me.

Chahna must have finally identified the voice at the door. I heard “Casey?” from her direction.

Kelly/Casey heard it too and pushed through the doorway.

“Three!? You’ve got three women at once. Typical man! I’ll bet you’re having sex with all three too aren’t you?”

“That’s not any of your concern now Kelly. They’ve each made their choices.”

“Have they? Do they know how you control them?” She suddenly stopped, blinked and smiled. This was not a happy smile, it was sinister.

“You’re cohabiting with three women. That’s bigamy. You’re under arrest hero.”

Oh no!

She grabbed my arm and spun me into the wall, kicking my legs apart. I heard her open the hand cuffs and thought ‘Not again.’ Then she suddenly released me and I heard “Ugh!” and a series of thumps as bodies hit the floor. I turned around to look and saw a mass of arms and legs. Kristen, Adiva and even Chahna had tackled the officer and were holding her down.

“You’re assaulting an officer of the law!” I heard from the bottom of the pile. “I’ll arrest you all!”

This had gone far enough. I focused on Kelly and on that place that would release my power. Bam!

It was getting easier. I wiped my eyes on my shirt sleeve.

“Ok girls. Let her up.”

They untangled themselves and backed away leaving Officer Kelly lying on her back with eyes open and mouth slack.

“What happened to her?” Chahna asked.

“She’s ok. She isn’t hurt in any way.” I said. “Just give me a couple of minutes to think this through.”

The three women waited patiently while I meditated on the situation.

When I finally came to a decision I ushered them all into my office, out of earshot of the living room.

“Ok, sit down, all of you.” There were extra chairs in my office and they all sat in a row.

“All right. I need to explain a few things to you that you may find hard to accept.” I had decided to come clean with them about my ability. If they could accept that they had been made slaves and still be loyal to me it would ultimately make my home life much less complicated. I figured that if there was a problem with any of them I could always put them in a trance and make them forget anything Kelly or I said, so they would return to blessed innocence.

“Chahna, when I went to your office for my first visit you tried to hypnotize me, do you remember that?”

“Yes.”

“Well, it didn’t quite happen the way you remember it. What really happened was that you went into a trance. I don’t know if you trying to hypnotize me triggered something in me or if it was always there just waiting for a chance to express itself. But anyway, something happened and I found that you would do anything I told you. I asked you some questions and you said you weren’t really happy in your current relationship so I gave you instructions to fall in love with me over a period of about six weeks.”

She gasped. “So these feelings are not real? They’re not mine? You put them in me? You made me this way. How could you?”

She started to cry.

“Wait until you hear the rest of the story before you make any judgments. There is still a lot more I have to tell you.” I said urgently. I didn’t want her running out and getting more screwed up because I wasn’t there to fix things.

“You told me you weren’t hypnotized and that troubled me. I finally figured out that what I did to you might not have anything to do with hypnosis. So I resolved to try it again at the first opportunity. Kristen, that opportunity came the first time I met you.”

“You made me your slave?”

“Yes. But at the time I didn’t understand what I was doing to you. I thought I was just going to put you in a trance and then wake you up. When you were under my control you told me how miserable you were and how you had no one you could trust. I told you to trust me and that you could talk to me anytime you wanted to.”

Kristen was crying too. “I don’t care. I don’t care if you did this to me. I don’t want to go back to the way I was before.”

“And you don’t have to. But listen to the rest of it. The next day you came and poured your heart out to me, and a few days later you surprised me completely by showing up and begging me to let you be my slave.”

She nodded.

“With both you and Chahna I didn’t know what I had done.” I turned to Adiva. “But with Adiva I did it on purpose. Adiva I instructed you to be my slave from the very first moment. I didn’t feel I had a choice. But I don’t think it would have made any difference in the long run, you just became my slave much more quickly.”

“Now, with all three of you, I gave you instructions to always obey any of my commands to you. I don’t know if that is what made you into slaves or not, but I don’t think so. I believe that when I put a girl into a trance she automatically becomes my slave, but it takes a few days to take effect, like Kristen. Chahna, I think that if I had given you no instructions at all, you would have become my slave much more quickly; I only postponed the inevitable by giving you a time schedule. Are you all following this?”

Adiva spoke up. “Yes. But like Kristen I do not care. You rescued me and I do not wish to go back to my former life.”

“Fair enough. And thank you both for your loyalty and love.” They hugged each other.

“What about you Chahna?”

“I don’t know. I can’t be certain these feelings are really mine. I feel like I really love you Sam but, is it all artificial?”

“Ok. I understand your confusion. Can you hold that thought and we’ll come back to it?”

“Ok.”

“The reason I brought you in here is that I didn’t want Kelly or Casey or whatever you want to call her to overhear any of this. I have decided not to give her any specific commands or instructions while she is in the trance. I will however give her a trigger phrase so that I can put her back under at any time I deem it necessary. I want to know what this thing that I do really is, what it does to people if it takes its natural course, without any interference from me. So, let me take care of her first and then I’ll give you all the time you need to come to terms with what has happened.”

All three nodded soberly. I motioned for them to follow me back into the living room.

We found Casey (I decided to call her Casey since that’s what Chahna called her) just as we had left her.

“Casey, can you hear me?”

“Yes.”

“In a minute I’m going to count down from three to zero. When I reach zero you will wake up and be your normal self. If you ever hear me, and only me, say “Mighty Casey Amazon” (I decided to use a different phrase since if I said the original phrase out loud the other girls would trance out) you will immediately return to this trancelike state. Do you understand these instructions?”

“Yes.”

“Ok. Three, two, one, zero.”

She blinked and sat up. “Wha...? What did you do to me?”

“Well, I’m actually hoping you can help me with that question.”

“I was just laying here. I could hear you but I couldn’t move. I couldn’t do anything until you woke me up.”

“Ah. Then you’ll remember that nobody did anything to you while you were spaced out.”

“Spaced out!? I was in a trance! Did you hypnotize me?”

“No.”

“Then what happened?”

“I really couldn’t say (nice safe answer).”

“But you woke me up.” Gasp! “You gave me a trigger phrase!”

“True.”

“God damnit! You’re under arrest for kidnapping and... and...”

“What are you going to tell everyone? That I put you in a trance? You’ll be laughed off the force.”

“Then you’re under arrest for bigamy. I can still make that stick.” She took a step toward me.

“You’re not arresting anybody here Casey.” I said in a commanding tone.

She stopped in her tracks and a puzzled look came over her face. She glanced over to the other three women and then back to me. “Don’t call me Casey, that’s what my friends call me. It’s Officer Chandler to you.”

“Fine Officer Chandler.” I opened the front door for her. “But don’t come back until I can call you Casey.”

She looked very confused and shuffled toward to doorway. She stopped and looked at me. “What did you do to me?” she almost whispered.

“Go.” I commanded, pointing out the door, and she did.

I closed the door and turned to see all three girls staring wide eyed.

“What’s wrong?”

“You made her leave you.” Kristen ventured. “It’s so sad. I feel sorry for her.”

Oh. Interesting.

“What are your thoughts Chahna?”

“I’ve never seen her like that. She obeyed you even though she clearly didn’t want to, and she didn’t even argue about it.”

“Yes, I noticed that. She seems compelled to obey but the desire to serve is not in her. She is not obeying me from loyalty or love. Yet.”

Chahna continued. “Also, what happened to the young man who could not assert himself?” She was apparently in Analyst mode.

“Good question. I’ve changed haven’t I Chahna? This ability and everything else that has happened over the last few weeks has affected my outlook, my point of view in so many ways.”

“Yes. You are no longer the same insecure man who came to me for help.”

I nodded. “So, what about you? What do you want?”

She collapsed into a chair and put her head in her hands. “I wish I knew Sam. I’m so confused. I wish you could take away all of the commands you have given me so I could be sure what I feel is mine.”

I thought about that for a minute. “Maybe I can.”

“Really?”

“Well, I think I can nullify all instructions and commands I have given you, but I don’t think I can remove whatever it is that sent you into that first trance. I don’t know how.”

She was pensive for a while. Then she looked up at me with those big honey-colored eyes. “Please do it Sam. I need to know.”

“All right, my six armed goddess.”

All three girls went into a trance. I had learned from Casey that they would remember what happened during the trance if I didn’t give instructions to the contrary, but that was ok in this instance.

“Chahna, can you hear me?”

“Yes.”

“Chahna. I want you to disregard any commands or suggestions I have ever given you. I want you to start fresh with me, as a blank slate as far as instructions are concerned. You are no longer compelled by my command to fall in love with me. When I count backwards from three to zero I want you to wake up, with no artificial constraints, no imposed emotions, I want you to be who you really are, to be your normal self. Do you understand?”

“Yes.”

“Good. I also want you to remember everything about all those times that I put you in a trance and everything that Casey has ever said or done to you either waking or under hypnosis. Is that clear?”

“Yes.”

“Ok. Kristen and Adiva. When I count down from three to zero you will also wake up. Three, two, one, zero.”

Chahna blinked. Her hands went to cover her mouth. “Oh god.”

Gasp. “Oh my god.”

Head shake. Gasp. “Oh... my... GOD.”

Deep gasp. Angry tone. “Oh my... FUCKING... GOD!”

Looking up at me. “Oh my...” Gasp!

Falling to her knees. “MASTER!”

She fell to her knees and placed her head on the floor.

“Oh Master, I’m so sorry. I’m sorry I doubted you. I’m sorry I took so long to come to you. Please forgive your worthless slave girl.” She was bawling.

“Please Chahna, you’ve caused no offense, and even if you had it would be forgiven.”

“Oh, thank you Master. Thank you for being so patient with me. Thank you for freeing me.”

“Freeing you?”

“Yes. You freed me from Casey. She has been controlling me with hypnotism for years. And you freed me from myself. I was so wrapped up in me I couldn’t love, I couldn’t serve, I couldn’t be happy because I couldn’t be who I truly am.”

“And who are you really Chahna?”

“I am your slave girl Master. I live to serve you. Now I can be who I was meant to be.”

“Is that what you truly want?”

“It’s what I NEED Master. If I cannot be your slave I will... I will die. How could I continue to live without serving you?”

This was an aspect of the enslavement I hadn’t seen yet. I looked at the other girls. “Is that how you feel too?”

They both went to their knees. “Yes Master.” they said, almost simultaneously.

I turned back to Chahna. “Chahna, please stand up.”

She did, and adopted that same demure pose she had displayed earlier, except that now there was no sign of uncertainty, only submission.

“And what do you want for yourself Chahna?”

“Only to serve you Master, to obey your commands, to be with you, and...”

“Yes? And?”

“To have your children.”

“Me too!” this surprising interjection from Kristen.

Curiouser and curiouser.

“Well Kristen and Adiva. Aren’t you going to welcome Chahna to our family?”

They both squealed and jumped up to wrap their arms around Chahna, with “Welcome home sister” and “I love you sister”.

Finally they calmed down. “So. Where were we when we were so rudely interrupted?”

Kristen piped up. “Chahna was going to tell us that she wants to have sex with you.”

Chahna blushed and bowed her head.

“Is that what you want Chahna?”

She nodded.

“Then come give me a kiss.”

She practically flew to me, wrapping her arms around me and planting those beautiful full lips on mine. She had become a very enthusiastic kisser. We were both getting very hot when there was a knock at the door.

What now?