Chapter 4

“ ... now be quiet,” I said sternly to Paula as I held my finger to my lips, “And do what I texted to you, understand?”

“Most of it,” she whispered as we walked into the big sitting room of the house. A long couch was situated here, with three girls sitting on it as Marcos sat in a chair in front of them; only Kytt was naked, which had worried the other two, Maggy and Latisha; at least at first. Now they were in a hypnotic trance; curtsey of my inhouse hypnotist.

“Sit between them,” I told Paula in a quiet voice, “ ... they need to see you hypnotized ... even if you’re faking it.”

“Ok,” Paula replied as she stared down at her halfway subs with a devious look on her face; she was a bit of a sociopath, I’d come to believe; maybe same as me. Once seated, Marcos had no trouble putting Paula under; same as the other girls. It was about peer influence; Marcos had once explained to me; girls in particular wanted to participate with their friends; thus, they went under fastest.

“We’re going to teach you to concentrate...” Marcos declared softly in his hypnotic voice, “to be compliant ... and warmly so ... you find this fills a need in you ... not alarming ... not unsettling ... a secret need. You will push worries aside ... you will be happy about this ... we’ll do it slowly ... carefully ... in a sexy and satisfying manner. In each session this will become easier ... more imperative ... more fun ... deeper. Understand?”

In unison all four girls, including Kytt, replied, “Yes,” in soft tones; my pussy quivered now like it always did when I watched Marcus perform his magic. He would work to get these girls to a session twice a day at first; except for Kytt; she was already so trusting that he could bang her while she was under without waking her up. Here, she was just furniture to put the other girls at ease.

“ ... there are rules,” Marcos continued, “ ... each person must have a mistress watching over her ... this will excite you ... submission is the goal ... you will come to accept this ... to desire this ... there is no pressure ... this is a safe place ... and a sexy place. Money and fun will be awarded to you. This excites you ... relax totally now. Open your eyes but you will still be asleep ... watch Kytt as I shave her ... you know she loves this attention ... if you want, I can shave you as well ... no pressure if you chose to refuse.”

Fuck, I told myself, I was going to have to give him a well-deserved bonus now. For the most part, I paid him with access to my girls’ twats but did try to throw cash his way; just to keep him inhouse. He was in fact a significant motivation for getting some sugar-daddies inline so I could give him more of what he wanted. Marcos was also a good source of cum and I seriously considered giving him the option to knock up my sister Tina; always I wanted any bastards to be related to me; I had two nurseries in the house ready for brats; one had a bastard in it as Liz had popped the other day.

“Uhhh,” Kytt groaned softly at the electric razor’s was touched to her pussy; this as three smiling and hypnotized girls watched closely from beside her. I was pretty sure they wouldn’t want to be shaved themselves; at least not yet; but Marcos had the patience of a molester and would win in the end.

“You want a finger?” Marcos asked calmly as he pushed Kytt’s pussy lips aside so he could shave her inner thighs.

“Yes, please,” she exhaled as I smiled knowingly; she always said yes.

The three girls smiled even more as they watch Marcos sink a finger into my doormat’s cunt; working it in and out now as he continued to shave the bitch. He’d done this dozens of times by now with all my girls; Liz, Tina, Cindy—when I could get her! I’d let him know when and if it was a good day to mount one of them when they were under; now wasn’t a good time I warned myself; needed to go slow with these new girls.