Chapter 7
It was only one hour away from the Law Enforcement Community Benefit and Mynx was finalizing the preparations. Before her stood Beth and six beautiful female love slaves Mynx acquired one evening at a local strip club. She slowly paced back and forth in front of her naked beauties.She stopped in front of Beth Wilcox, and ran her fingers through her shoulder length auburn hair. "Beth, my sweet, are you prepared for this evening?"
Beth sank to her knees and lowered her head, "Of course, my love. Everything is prepared. You will have everything your heart desires."
"Mmm. Excellent baby." She slowly stroked the full length lynx coat she was wearing, "Do you remember this coat, darling? It was the coat I used to enslave you. I thought it appropriate to use this evening." Mynx put her finger under Beth's chin, guided her to her feet, and kissed her deeply. Beth knees weakened as their tongues intertwined.
The entire benefit was Beth's idea, and she had planned every detail. Mynx gave all the preparation instructions but the design was always Beth's, and her only motivation was her undying love for Mistress Mynx.
Mynx continued to stroll in front of the rest of the ladies. She stopped in front to each one and kissed them while reassuring them of their ultimate success. In addition to Beth, there was Wendy, Maria, Shelia, Cindy, Eva, and Lori. The 6 strippers, turned love-slaves, were to act in the capacity of cocktail waitress, which gave them the opportunity to maneuver through the crowds.
Mynx moved to the dresser and picked up the atomizer containing the mind-influencing perfume. She sprayed each girl with a heavy dose. The scent of jasmine filled the room. Each girl moved slowly as she was being treated to allow the perfume to invade every pore.
As she was finishing up with the last girl, there was a knock at the door. "Come" Mynx instructed. In walked Mark, her personal chauffeur. He immediately sank to his knees.
"He has arrived, my love" Mark stated.
"Excellent. Thank you darling." She then turned to the ladies and said, "Leave me. I need to attend to this. You know your duties, and I know you won't fail me." As each girl left, they bowed obediently before their Mistress.
As the last lady left, Mark rose and signaled for the man to enter. Mynx crossed to the opposite side of the room and sat down on the love seat. She turned to see Mayor Fleming kneeling in the doorway.
"Bob, come to me. We need to talk." She said coldly. Mynx had ignored the mayor ever since he allowed Detective Irving to escape. To the mayor, this was torture; to be ignored by the woman he adored. It didn't matter to Mynx that Detective Irving was being held captive in the wine cellars. Disobedience would never be tolerated. Mynx saw Mayor Fleming crawling on his knees to her side. She saw tears in his eyes. He didn't speak a word. He knew he had to be careful not to upset her anymore. He would do anything to get back into her good graces.
"So what do you have to say for yourself, your honor?" Mynx asked mockingly.
Bob Fleming threw himself at her feet, and with tear stained eyes pleaded, "I beg for your forgiveness, my love. I know I don't deserve it, but please, please give me another chance to prove myself to you. I adore you. My only purpose is to serve you. Please, my love, tell me how I can serve you."
Mynx picked up a mirror and sat gazing into her own beautiful reflection. She never looked at the mayor, much to his dismay. "There is no doubt that you are a fool, but occasionally fools have their uses as well." The mayor looked up hopefully. "This evening I am in need of your presence."
Mayor Fleming was beside himself with joy. "Oh Mistress, I will do anything you ask. Command me. I am yours."
"Yes, of course you are" Mynx stated. "My command is for you to simply act normally this evening. For the present you are the mayor of this city, and that is how you will act. No one must know your true feelings. No gazing at me like a lovesick puppy, or rushing anxiously to my side. Is that understood?"
"Oh yes, my love" the mayor replied.
"You will not be the mayor much longer, darling, but your performance
this evening will play a part in my deciding what position I will
eventually assign you to. The better your performance, the closer
contact you will have with me." She stroked her fur playfully while
she was stroking her own ego. She extended her leg so that her foot
was directly in front of the kneeling mayor. "Now darling, kiss my
foot and carry out your instructions." Bob Fleming gently kissed the
foot of the irresistible Mistress Mynx and backed away toward the
door. Mynx knew right there he would not fail her. His eternal
happiness was in the balance.
An hour later, the guests began to arrive. Due to the hidden cameras
throughout the chateau, each guest was identified and "tagged". Frank
Ellis was standing at the entrance greeting them all, which was a
treat in itself. The famous recluse was always a source of
conversation among the elite of the community, and they all were there
too. Every government official and law enforcement executive, along
with every rich entrepreneur in the city was there. The board members
of all the major businesses arrived, including banking officials, and
land developers. Even Senator Kolba and his young beautiful wife were
expected. It was simply, the social event of the year, and it was
expected to be a night none of them would ever forget. How right they
were.
All guests were escorted to the grand hall, which had been converted into a casino. At the far end of the casino stood the bar, and several tables. The entire bar area was serviced by one cocktail waitress. She was a young raven-haired beauty named Maria. She was constantly maneuvering her way through the crowded bar area.
Mike Phillips, a city councilman, was sitting at the bar and smelled the sweet scent of jasmine in the air. He began to feel light-headed. He set down his drink to try to regain his balance. He turned right into the waiting brown eyes of his cocktail waitress, Maria.
"Oh Councilman, I thought you LOVED your drink. I was sure you would want another, so I took the liberty of ordering it for you. That was ok, wasn't it" she coaxed.
"Yes, of course. That was fine, my dear" the Councilman stated flatly. He then reached into his pocket and gave her a couple of bucks for a tip.
"Tut tut, my services are worth far more than that. After all, I am the greatest waitress you have ever had, so to speak" she teased. Mike Phillips immediately reached into his wallet and pulled out a fifty-dollar bill and handed it to Maria. In addition, all the people within earshot of Maria also pulled out large bills and handed them to their cocktail waitress. After all, she was the greatest waitress they ever had.
Mr. and Mrs. Levenson were enjoying themselves at the blackjack table. This was evident by the stack of chips in front of them. Ken Levenson was the president of the local television studio and his wife obviously relished in her husband's success as evidenced by her glamorous attire. She wore the most ostentatious jewelry in the room.
Denise Levenson was latched on to her husband's arm when she noticed a sweet scent of jasmine filling her nostrils. The betting at the table slowed down as its patrons were trying to clear their heads.
Cindy, their cocktail waitress, leaned in between the Levenson's. "Looks like you are doing well this evening sir?"
Ken turned to the side and looked deep into Cindy's emerald eyes, which were framed by her golden blonde hair. "Yessss", Ken said dreamily.
"You know, I am excellent at this game. You could learn a lot from me" Cindy suggested. She knew the perfume's influence would make any suggestion virtually impossible to resist. "Please, continue with your game."
The game resumed with Cindy giving "advice" as to the play on each hand. In a matter of 15 minutes, Ken Levenson's stack of chips decreased to almost nothing. He didn't seem to mind though. After every loss he heard the voice of his cocktail waitress, "You are having so much fun."
Noticing his lack of chips, he and his wife got up to leave. They turned right into those beautiful emerald eyes. "Oh, but you can't leave yet. You both love this game too much."
"Yessss, we love this game, but we cannot play without money." He looked at Cindy in hopes of some kind of solution. She would not disappoint.
Cindy reached out to the sparkling diamonds around Denise Levenson's neck and held them in her hand. "These are worth quite a bit of money. I'm sure you could trade them in for credit. Would you like me to take care of that for you?" she suggested.
"That would be wonderful." It was not Ken responding, but Denise. She reached around her neck and unlatched the diamonds and handed them to Cindy. The necklace was handed to the dealer who took them and put them below the table. In exchange, he handed Cindy fifty dollars in chips. The diamonds were worth at least five thousand.
"You see, such a fair exchange. Now you can play some more" she said as she flashed a beautiful smile.
"Thank you. You are so kind. Would you continue to advise me, my dear?" He asked hopefully.
"Of course. That's what I'm here for." She cooed.
The rest of the Mynx's cocktail waitresses were just as successful as
Cindy. Each table incurred severe losses, but none of the patrons
seemed to mind. They were having the time of their lives.
Beth was on a different mission. Her job was to coax the most powerful and wealthy men away to her Mistress for enslavement. Already, many of the guests were introduced to the lovely Mynx and enslaved by her irresistible presence; that of course and her lynx coat impregnated with her "love virus".
Beth was now on her way to see Senator Kolba. She found him at a table near the bar sitting with Mayor Fleming. Beth saw him receiving a fresh drink from Maria and handing her a $100 bill. Beth smiled to herself. Everything was proceeding perfectly.
After Maria left, Beth approached the table, looked at the mayor and asked, "Excuse me, your Honor, I wonder if I might steal the Senator for a bit. There is someone he MUST meet."
"Of course, Mrs. Wilcox" the mayor said. He was behaving perfectly as Beth and Mynx knew he would. Senator Kolba, still under the perfume's influence, could hear his own voice echo in his mind, "There is someone I MUST meet". He immediately rose and followed Beth, arm in arm, out of the room.
As they approached the drawing room in which Mynx resided, Beth turned to the Senator. "Yessss, she has had her eye on you for some time. I'm sure you will find her absolutely fascinating. Don't be shy, Senator, just go right up to her. You will have so much in common."
Again, the Senator's mind was echoing with Beth's suggestions. "Absolutely fascinating ... go right up to her ... so much in common". His legs were moving of his own volition as he entered the doorway. He saw a beautiful young blonde lying on a sofa. She was dressed in her leopard skin mini skirt and black top. Draped across her body was a full-length lynx coat. At the base of her long silky tanned leg was a diamond anklet, which glistened in the Senator's eyes as he approached. He thought he was dreaming, and if he was, he NEVER wanted to wake up.
Beth was standing at the Senator's side allowing the perfume to invade upon the Senator's mind. She kept whispering in his ear, "She's gorgeous." "You are gorgeous.... absolutely fascinating" the Senator said dreamily as he stood looking at the young blue-eyed seductress. He just couldn't think of anything else to say.
"Oh, baby, you have no idea" the vision purred. "Come closer, darling. Let's get better acquainted."
At her suggestion, the Senator moved closer to the beautiful blonde. "Tell me sweetie, are you married?
He was having a hard time focusing. Her beauty was holding him captive. After a full minute he finally was able to speak. "Uh, yes I am," he said sheepishly.
"I'd be willing to bet right now you wish you weren't," she teased. It was true. The Senator was fantasizing about the woman lying before him.
"Who are you?" he asked. Mynx heard desperation in his voice.
"I am the woman of your dreams, baby" Mynx said as she leaned in close and gave the Senator a deep kiss while letting her fur collar rub against his cheek The Senator was already feeling attracted to this woman, but that was nothing to the way he suddenly felt. He thrust his tongue deep inside her mouth while she grabbed his hand and caressed her fur with it. Mynx lead the Senator's hand up and down her voluptuous body while thoroughly infecting her willing victim with a massive does of her "love virus". He was hers, forever.
"I love you. Oh God, I adore you. Please, please, tell me your name," he begged.
"All in good time, darling," she teased. Mynx then transfixed her crystalline eyes on the Senator, "Mmm. So, you love me. How wonderful, but whatever are we going to do with your wife, baby?"
The Senator tried to answer, but he was at a complete loss. Yes, what was to be done with her? She was nothing. This blonde Goddess was everything. He tried to say something, anything. Mynx put her bejeweled finger to his lips and purred, "Shhh, It's ok, darling. I know what to do." She looked at Beth, and smiled. "If your wife was attracted to someone else, then maybe..." The Senator was nodding his head hopefully. "I have a feeling Beth here and your wife might just hit it off. In fact, I know your wife is simply going to LOVE her." Mynx nodded to Beth who immediately turned and left the room.
"Now baby, it's time for you to return to the festivities" Mynx commanded.
"No, no, please. Let me stay. I beg you. Please, I love you so much." He pleaded.
"Of course you do. Don't worry though darling, I will be joining you all very soon for a very special auction. I'm sure I can rely on your support, can't I?"
"Of course, my love"
"Then go," she commanded. "If you are very good this evening baby, I may allow you to escort me to Washington," she giggled.
Beth continued in her task of bringing the wealthiest and most
powerful people in the city to her Mistress. By the time she was done,
over fifty of her guests were now completely enslaved and madly in
love with the seductive blue-eyed blonde. Just like the senator, they
were sent back into the mix, very distraught at being ripped away from
their Love Goddess, but anxiously awaited her reemergence for the
"special auction".
The Senator's wife, Sandra Kolba, was sitting at the bar, mad as
hell. Her husband had been totally ignoring her for the past hour or
so. She was furious. She wanted to leave, but Maria kept bringing her
fresh drinks. She accepted then graciously because Maria was the
greatest cocktail waitress she ever had.
Sandra suddenly noticed the light scent of jasmine, which filled her nostrils become overpowering. She turned directly into Beth's waiting eyes.
"Is something wrong, my dear? Tell me." Beth stated.
"It's my husband," the dazed woman confessed. "He has been ignoring me all evening. I don't understand it."
"Men," Beth said with disgust. "They are all the same. I used to be married myself, until I discovered something that changed my life forever." Sandra looked at Beth glassy-eyed, hanging on every word. "Men are worthless. They think they know what a woman needs, but how can they," she shrugged. Beth reached out and ran her fingers between Sandra's breasts. "You would LOVE for me to show you what I mean, wouldn't you," she suggested. Sandra only nodded her already swimming head.
"Come then, my dear. Come experience the pleasures that ONLY a woman can provide." Beth took Sandra by the hand and led the senator's wife to her bedchamber.
"Ready to experience the magic of a woman, darling?" Beth teased. Sandra nodded anxiously.
Beth duty was to implant the seeds of discontent in Sandra's mind, allowing the senator free to serve his Mistress as he desired. Beth knew the only way she would be successful was to be convincing in her passion for this woman. However, Beth was not the least bit interested in the senator's wife, but Mynx assisted and commanded Beth to replace, in her mind, Sandra's sexual responses with her own loving embraces.
Beth cupped Sandra's face in her hands and kissed her gently. Beth could feel Sandra's lips respond accordingly. Instinctively, Sandra's tongue entered Beth's, who accepted it lovingly.
Sandra's hands were moving up and down Beth's body. Beth however, concentrated her touches to Sandra's blonde bush and surrounding areas. Sandra twitched with passion, each time Beth's finger touched her aroused pussy.
Beth started slowly kissing her way down Sandra's body. She reached her erect nipples and played with them with her tongue. The senator's wife was moaning continuously as Beth moved from the left breast to the right.
Sandra was in total ecstasy. This woman was right. No MAN ever made her feel this way.
Beth continued working her way down and began lightly touching Sandra's pussy with her tongue. Sandra started shivering, "Please. Please. More! I need more!" Beth never responded verbally. She thrust her tongue deep into the woman's pussy and began fucking her rhythmically. She started slow, allowing each thrust to invade upon Sandra's mind. Each thrust took her further and further away from her husband. Then slowly, Beth increased the speed. Sandra was sweating and beginning to quiver. She was close to an orgasm. She continued, faster and faster.
Beth then looked up from Sandra's pussy and stared deep into Sandra's green eyes, "You are ready now. Cum! Cum, for a WOMAN!!! On command, Sandra exploded with ecstasy. It was the most intense orgasm she ever experienced. And it was only the beginning. Wave after wave hit Sandra. She was screaming. After several minutes she collapsed on the bed.
"You enjoyed that, didn't you lover?" Beth asked. As if she didn't know the answer.
"Oh God. That was incredible."
"That was nothing, darling. Giving is so much more exciting than
receiving," Beth said. She picked up the atomizer, which was full of
the jasmine scented perfume and gave the senator's wife a massive
dose. Sandra would now believe and do anything. "It's my turn now,
lover. Believe me when I tell you it will be the most intense sexual
experience of your life," laughed Beth.
At midnight, Frank Ellis rose and walked to the front of the hall,
followed by Mayor Fleming and Chief Harding. Frank stood in front of
the microphone and announced, "Ladies and Gentleman, I trust you are
having a good time?" Cheers erupted from the crowd even though every
guest this evening was being slowly drained of their wealth thanks to
the evening's cocktail waitresses and Mynx's irresistible mind bending
perfume.
"Great, the police department will be most grateful," he laughed. "Now, I would like to introduce you to the woman who made this whole evening possible. It is my greatest pleasure to introduce you to, Miss Jennifer Wilcox."
The lights immediately dimmed and a spotlight was aimed directly at the door at the opposite end of the hall. In strolled Mynx in all her seductive glory. She looked like a queen in her long lynx coat trailing behind her. Diamonds glistened from her neck and fingers. The wealthy elite pushed and shoved their way to the front to be close to the blonde Goddess. As Mynx sauntered past her newest admirers, she stopped and caressed their cheeks with the cuffs of her fur. One such admirer, Karen Cook, screamed in orgasmic ecstasy upon receiving Mynx's touch and feel to her knees.
Even the non-infected guests were held spellbound by the woman's entrance. As soon as Mynx walked through the door, the cocktail waitresses uttering phrases such as; "Wow, she is sooo beautiful" and "She is absolutely fascinating", and "You MUST get to know that gorgeous woman". Absolutely everyone in the hall was staring at the young Goddess maneuvering her way to the stage.
Mynx walked on the stage and stopped in front of each one of her presenters and kissed them passionately. After she kissed Bob Fleming, she whispered in his ear, "You are doing very well, my slave. Keep up the good work."
"Welcome. Thank you all for coming. Now as you all know we are here to raise money for a VERY good cause. I want to help in my small way as well. I propose a special little auction. Would you all like that?" she teased.
"That is the most wonderful idea. Her ideas are always wonderful. You love her ideas," the waitresses were suggesting to the bewitched crowd. Cheers of approval erupted again throughout the hall. They were putty in Mynx's hands.
"Let's start with something simple. A kiss. Just a simple kiss. How much would you pay for a kiss from these gorgeous lips?" Mynx asked.
Shouts were heard from all over the hall, "$1000", "$1500", and up and up and up. The price finally rose to $8750.
Mynx stopped the bidding. "That's high enough, my dears. We must save some for the other pleasures up for auction." She pointed at the middle-aged gentlemen in the back of the hall. "Come and claim your prize, darling," she commanded.
The man practically ran to the stage where he stood before Mynx. She looked down at the massive bulge in his trousers. "Maybe I can play with that later, baby." She moved in close and slid her arms around the man's neck and gave him a seductive kiss on the lips. The moment the lynx pelt touched the man's neck, he lost all control and leaned in close and tried to thrust his tongue into her gorgeous mouth. She backed away immediately and held her hand over the man's mouth. "Patience, darling. Patience."
Mynx then signaled for two of her slaves to come and take the man away. They grabbed him under his arms and hauled him away. As he was being removed he was pleading, "Please, let me stay. I love you, Jennifer. Please...."
Mynx turned back to the microphone. "As you can see, ladies and gentlemen, it was well worth the price, and I want all of you to have a chance to experience what this man did," she giggled. The price has been set at $8750. Anyone willing to pay may approach." Every person who was "introduced" to Mynx earlier in the evening immediately ran to the stage. They would pay any price imaginable to be near their Goddess. Twenty-two other guests also rose and approached the stage. Obviously these individuals were wealthier than the reports originally suggested. As each one of the anxious guests approached the blue-eyed Goddess, the enraptured crowd just stared, wishing they had the resources to be in line as well.
One young woman was so upset, she sat at the bar sobbing. Maria walked over to her and whispered in her ear, "Don't be so upset, my dear. There are many methods of payment. Let me see what I can do."
The auction continued. Mynx auctioned off everything from articles of clothing, all the way to the juices from her surging aroused pussy. Nothing got Mynx more aroused than seeing people fall down in absolute adoration of her irresistible self.
As a grand finale to her auction, Mynx nodded to Kimberly who was standing at the door, who ran out to perform her appointed task. A minute later Kimberly reemerged and Mynx addressed the crowd yet again. "Alright now, my darlings, you have been most generous with your money, but I hope you have saved some for this last and final item. I would like to introduce you all to Detective Tom Irving."
Kimberly opened the door and started toward the stage. Behind her, a naked Tom Irving was being lead on a leash to the stage on his hands and knees. Mynx began coaxing Tom on his journey to her side. "Come here, puppy. That's a good puppy."
During the entire auction, the cocktail waitresses were continually "influencing" the perceptions of the crowd, but no more than now. The guests were being constantly bombarded with phrases like; "How wonderful it would be to be brought to her like that. Don't you just wish more than anything you could be him." The crowd believed it without question. They felt intense jealousy toward the naked man approaching the stage.
Tom was led to the foot of Mynx, where he immediately fell prostrate before her. Mynx petting him and took the leash. "Heel baby. Show the nice guests what a good little puppy you are," she whispered. Tom looked up at his owner and nodded obediently. Mynx strolled back and forth across the stage with Tom obediently following at her side. She would return to the center and bend down and rub her little obedient puppy behind his ears and giggle, "Good boy. Such a sweet boy."
Tom was in total ecstasy. Never in his life had he been happier. There was no humiliation involved in being naked and led around on a leash. That is what his Goddess wanted, so nothing else mattered. When Mynx rubbed him behind the ears, he felt as if he was going to explode, but knew I must not cum without permission.
Mynx noticed the purple tip on Tom's cock and smiled wickedly. She turned to the crowd and asked, "Want to see a little trick? Watch, my dears." She turned back to Tom and said, "Roll over, baby." Tom immediately flipped onto his back. "Good boy. Now on the count of three, I want you to cum. One ... Two ... Three." The moment Tom heard the word "Three" he exploded with all the force he could muster. He screamed in ecstasy as wave after wave of orgasmic delight spewed forth. Mynx clapped her hands in delight and laughed. "See how much he enjoyed that? Now, my dears, who wants to be next? I will start the bidding at $10,000."
Bids erupted from every corner of the hall. People were rushing the stage holding up wallets, checkbooks, credit cards, anything they could find. Being this woman's puppy was all they could think about. In a matter of seconds, the price rose from $10,000 to $850,000. Mynx held up her hand to stop the bidding.
"Excellent. Senator Kolba has set the price. He knows my true
value. Anyone else wishing to experience "puppy love", the line forms
over here. All forms of payment are accepted," she said. She then
pointed at the senator, "Now senator, strip and take your place at my
side." The senator obeyed immediately and fell to his knees before his
true love. She bent down, attached the leash, and whispered in his
ear, "I am going to love Washington."
After the last guest was lead around the room, the hall was cleared
and the guests were sent home. It took some convincing to get some of
the guests to leave. The cocktail waitresses handled the majority of
cases, but some needed Mynx's special intervention. She told them if
they refused or resisted, they would never see her again. That was
enough to incite perfect obedience, and all guests were gone within
the hour.
Mynx retired to her bedchamber and was resting in her oversized leather chair. She was surrounded by many of her slaves who were counting the profits from the evening's affair. On the floor was Tom Irving curled up under her feet acting as her footstool. Beth approached with a huge smile on her face. Mynx looked at her and smiled anxiously. "Well? What's the count, baby?"
"Just over 62 million, my love" Beth reported.
Mynx reached for Beth and screamed excitedly, "Excellent!! Oh Beth! We've done it!!! I am wealthy beyond my wildest dreams and I have you to thank for it! Come here, baby, and let me thank you right." Beth climbed on top of Mynx and kissed her passionately.
As Beth began working down Mynx's body, the blonde Goddess picked up a stick lying next to the chair and struck her human footstool with it. Through her moans she commanded, "Higher, detective. Raise me higher."