Chapter 3: A Second Chance

or the Road Not Traveled.

It wound up that Shella’s mother, Harriet, was a 72 years old reclusive widow now. She had Shella when she was only 17 Lucy found out in her investigation. Shella and Dorothy were 55 years old now and the Ranch was a community of mostly gay women. It appeared that the large estate had acted as a magnet to draw like minded females there over the years Lucy soon found out. Within the week she had established herself in the LBGT community as a bisexual female on vacation from down south that had heard of the Ranch on the LBGT community grapevine.

Instead of the Italian village style villas they had expected it reminded Lucy of a street that her and Raymond had lived on in Paris, France’s, Rue Saint Dominique for awhile years ago. She had instantly fallen in love with the place both Paul and Raymond found out from listening to her during her interview.

Yes, it appeared that all entrants to the Ranch were required to be interviewed before acceptance into the community. There was an elected counsel of 6 community members and 1 member appointed by Harriet McGaret, one of the oldest founder’s of the community herself. Lucy was soon accepted into the fold and installed in her apartment overlooking the lake and beach front. That night she found out that they had a varied entertainment venue. Everything from modern NYC like night clubs, to Karaoke bars, to the 1970’s Disco dancing with the huge hanging glitter ball, roving spot lights, loud dance music, and plenty of sweating female bodies gyrating out on the dance floor rubbing up against other sweating gyrating female bodies. Lucy soon found she loved the disco and was soon in the mix of gyrating female bodies on the dance floor herself. When she packed it in at midnight the others were still going strong.

The next morning one of the elected counsel members, Janet Summers, showed up to give her a more personal tour of the water front and it’s activities. She soon found out that the palm trees were actually transplants imported from South America full grown. When they got back to her apartment later in the evening, after Janet wined and dined her most of the day, she actually tried to hypnotize Lucy. Maybe we should say Lucy was hypnotized.

“Have you ever been hypnotized Lucy?” Janet started by asking while they were enjoying a mojitos cocktail out on the open verandah overlooking the beach in the distance.

“No Janet, but several of my sorority sisters back in college were, and they said it was fun. I just never tried it myself. Why?” Lucy asked her playing innocent victim.

“Well, I could give you a quick test to see if your suggestible to hypnosis Lucy. It wouldn’t take long, and I promise you Lucy it won’t hurt a bit, ha, ha. Most people like your sorority sisters find it pleasant.” Janet laughed. Janet looked to be around 30, really about the same age as Lucy herself. She had long straight black silky hair, cut in bangs over her forehead. Her features had an slight oriental cast to them, especially her slanted green eyes. At 5’ 6 or 7 inches she was slim rather than curvy like Lucy herself, but in her own way Janet was a beautiful woman.

“OK, what do I have to do Janet?” Lucy questioned.

“Almost nothing at all Lucy. First stand up straight and turn towards me.” Janet moved to stand directly in front of the now standing Lucy.

“Now put your hands together like this,” Janet demonstrated as she held her own hands out in front of herself and interlaced her fingers, almost as if she was praying. Lucy followed Janet’s example.

“Now, straighten out your two index fingers, but keep them touching.” She demonstrated, so that her two index fingers pointed straight up to the ceiling together in front of her, while the rest of her fingers were still interlaced.

“Good,” Janet said as Lucy imitated her.

“Be sure to keep your palms together. That’s good. Your being a very good girl Lucy. Now focus your eyes on the tips of your index fingers. OK, that’s good. Now, look over them and past them Lucy. Don’t let them out of your line of sight, but now without moving your arms or your hands, raise just your eyes so that you are looking directly into my eyes, but with your fingers in the line of sight too. Good Girl.” Janet told Lucy as she did what she requested.

It took her a minute or two to adjust all of it, but finally she had adjusted her finger tips, and raised her eyes until it all worked. Janet was standing a little lower than her which caused her to have to focus on looking down to see the tips of her fingers and look up into her eyes at the same time. It was actually very difficult and put a lot of strain on her eyes, but she did managed it.

“Now don’t close your eyes.” Janet told her. “I know it’s straining to look at me like this. Your eyes get very tired looking at me like this. It’s only naturally they want to close by themselves, but just keep focusing on your finger tips and my eyes at the same time. I know it is hard to do, but do your best. Keep your hands exactly where they are. Don’t move them no matter how much they want to drop them, just keep looking me in the eyes. No, don’t look away from your finger tips. No, don’t raise your hands. Just keep looking me in the eyes. No don’t close your eyes, I can see how tired they are getting, but keep this up for me for just a little longer Lucy. Good Girl.” She told Lucy.

Lucy had no ideal how long she kept this up. It seemed like forever too her, but was probably only a few seconds another part of herself told her. She wanted to drop her arms, but Janet told her not to. Her eyes struggled to focus on her eyes, where they really wanted to look, but they also had to focus on her finger tips, where she wanted her to look. Her eyelids wanted so much to just close and stop the strain, but she tried to keep them open for Janet. All the time she kept repeating. “The eyes ... over the finger tips ... keep eyes open ... keep arms up ... look into my eyes...” over and over and over.

“Now in a minute I’m going to let you close your tired eyes and drop your arms ... in a minute ... not yet ... in a minute! When I clap my hands, your eyes will close and your arms will drop straight down, but you will find that your hands are still stuck together. Keep looking at your finger tips ... my eyes ... your hands are becoming more and more stuck together. They are glued together now so that they cannot possibly come apart. It’s like somebody poured super glue over your palms ... keep looking over your finger tips ... into my eyes ... when I clap my hands, your arms will drop, and your eyes will close. When you reopen them no matter what you do, you will not be able to pull your hands apart. They are glued together. In fact the more you try, the tighter they will be stuck together until, ... keep looking at your finger tips ... my eyes ... Good Girl. Until I touch them. When I touch them they will open like they have been unlocked, but until then, they are completely stuck together ... glued together ... unbreakable ... now ... CLAP!” She clapped loudly.

When Janet clapped her hands it was like the lights went out for Lucy. Her arms fell straight down and her eyes snapped shut. Leaving her with her head bowed down until her chin was resting on her chest. It was like she was a puppet on a string and the string had just been cut.

She had no ideal what was happening, and didn’t even think about it. In fact, she didn’t even think about not thinking about it. It just happened. Someone cut the string and she was gone.

A few seconds later she first became aware of her own breathing. She was taking nice deep relaxing breaths without even trying. It just seemed natural to her as she stood there spaced out. The breaths became deeper, but shorter, like the way it feels when your waking up in the morning. Finally she became aware of the sounds of the apartment around her again. There was the weir of the air conditioner, the sound of the compressor on the refrigerator, even the high pitched buzz of the florescent lights themselves, and other sounds we normally ignore, but are always in the background.

Lucy finally blinked her eyes open though it took her a few more blinks before they stayed that way. She felt like she had just woken up from a nice nap, no a sound pleasant sleep. Awake but maybe not completely awake yet. In sort of a twilight moment.

She smiled a little smile to herself, the kind of peaceful smile she would have had on her face the following morning after a good night of amazing sex with her Master, Ray. She was still standing on the open verandah when she raised my hands to stretch them above her head slowly, ready to tell Janet how nice she felt, when she suddenly realized she couldn’t get her hands apart. No matter how hard she tried they were firmly stuck together.

“Did you just hypnotize me?” Lucy lazily asked Janet.

“In a way Lucy. It was just as I thought, you being an imaginative intelligent woman, are very susceptible to hypnosis it appears. That’s why your hands are still glued together until I touch them like this.” She reached out and touched them and they fell apart easily.

“Thank you Janet.” Lucy simply said, still in her pleasant place.

“Lucy look me in the eyes.” Janet said, as her hand touched Lucy’s shoulder and shook it lightly.

“Humm...” Was all Lucy got out before she made eye contact with Janet and was lost again.

“Sleep Lucy, deeply asleep just like the submissive imaginative intelligent woman you are. Listening and following all my instructions that I give you while your asleep, but not remembering those instruction when I awaken you. Not even remembering you were hypnotized when I wake you my Good Girl. You are horny now, as horny as you have ever been in your whole life. You will continue to get hornier and hornier, but you will be unable to make yourself cum. Nothing you do will get you off Lucy. Tomorrow morning I will come back here, when you see me you will know I’m the only one that can give you what you desperately need, what you want above anything else, your relief Lucy. You will get on your knees and beg me to allow you to cum. Do you understand your instructions my Good Girl.” Janet sadistically instructed Lucy.

“Getting hornier and hornier till tomorrow you grant me release...” Lucy mumbled back to Janet.

“Close enough my Good Girl, close enough, and now 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, and Clap.” Janet clapped her hands and Lucy woke up.

“We will have to talk about this later my Good Girl.” Janet said, before she smirked, then turned and left the verandah, leaving a still shivering Lucy standing there all alone wondering just exactly what had happened to her just then.

“God I’m wet from that Master. I actually thought my legs were going to buckle when she said Good Girl that last time, and I was going to be kneeling there before that bitch. If she had said anything else I would have. She played me good Master.” Lucy panted over our electronic link.

“Are you OK Lucy?” Paul asked with concern.

<Of course she’s not OK you idiot Professor, she’s just been ridden hard, and put away wet, without any relief. Sexually she’s about to explode and I can do nothing to help her, damn that woman ... damn it man didn’t you hear what that bitch instructed her to do... > Raymond all but raged in Paul’s mind.

<Is there anything I can do Raymond?> Paul meekly asked on their private silent channel.

<Yes, there is, but so far you haven’t exactly manned up to dominate her or any other women Professor.> Raymond laughed at him in his own mind.

<But I want to help ... but I just don’t know how Raymond?> Paul started, and was cut off by Raymond.

<Will you follow my lead and do and say, what I tell you to Professor?> Raymond demanded.

<I’ll try... > Paul answered.

<You’ll do more than try Paul, you’ll do as I say, or I’ll take over ... and you will not oppose me Paul because you know it’s for Lucy’s best ... do we understand each other Paul? This is for Lucy.> Raymond demanded of Paul.

<Yes ... Yes, I understand.> Paul acknowledged Raymond.

<Then lets start.> Raymond said.

Moments later Lucy was seated, just as Paul directed her, following Raymond’s directions, comfortably in the high backed chair before the large mirror of her vanity table in her room. The gold chain necklace with the large flat purple amethyst jewel that had been around her neck was removed and now hung before the vanity table’s large mirror in front of her. The flat purple jewel was actually a cunningly concealed wide angle video camera and condenser microphone transmitting back everything Lucy was seeing and hearing in microwave bursts that were hard to detect, and even if detected even harder to decode. Of course now it was transmitting back a picture of Lucy herself seated before the large mirror, with her flesh colored wireless ear buds in, listening to Paul at this moment.

“Now please sit comfortably Lucy, and let yourself relax,” Paul started off as Raymond directed him. “Your starting to feel calm and serene throughout your whole entire body. Letting yourself relax more and more. Taking a deep breath in, and exhaling it out slowly. Feeling all your muscles relax and loosen up. Feeling your mind drift off as you fall into a deep trance for me your Master. Going deeper and deeper to sleep. Going deeper and deeper into trance. Letting yourself drift deeper and deeper, enjoying the warm and calm feelings you have while in trance. While being under my control.” Paul voiced the words Raymond was giving him to say.

“That’s good Lucy, your doing so good, Master’s Good Girl. Look at how easy it was for you to fall into a deep sleep. To go into a deep trance for me your Master. Look how easy it is for you to listen and obey me. You enjoy the way I have power over you, don’t you Lucy? It turns you on knowing I have control over you, doesn’t it Lucy? You can feel yourself getting more and more turned on, and hotter and hotter, wetter and wetter, at the idea of being controlled by me your Master aren’t you sweet Lucy.” Paul continued, just as Raymond directed.

“You feel yourself getting more and more excited with every breath you take. You can feel the pleasure spread to your entire body. Your nipples are getting harder and harder. You start to feel yourself getting so wet and turned on. You need to strip down to your bra and panties feeling more excited with every second that goes by. So excited now that you start masturbating over your panties, but not stripping naked yet. You can’t come, not yet. You’re so turned on at the thought of me controlling you.” Paul kept voicing Raymond’s script.

“Now your pussy feels twice as sensitive, and you need to cum so bad don’t you Lucy? You will start repeating these four phrases out loud while masturbating you clit Lucy. You will feel twice as turned on with each phrase you say. “I am submissive”, “I always obey” “I feel pleasure in obedience” “I need to cum”. Keep saying them, over and over, until I tell you to stop Lucy.”

<I usually have her to repeat them, her mantra, for at least 5 minutes Paul.> Raymond told Paul on their silent link in his mind. They could both see and hear everything Lucy was doing through the video camera and mike.

“You may stop saying the phrases now Lucy.” Paul told her after he timed it for 5 minutes on his wrist watch. “You desperately want to cum. You desperately need to cum, but you can’t yet. Your just on the very edge of coming Lucy. Now I want you to strip down naked. You will feel yourself getting wetter than ever before as you strip, and you can’t help but moan in pleasure. The more you moan the more pleasure you experience.” Paul directed Lucy, and soon she was naked.

“It feels so good to obey. It feels so hot to obey. You feel twice as horny because you obey so well. You need to cum so badly, and when I, your Master, allow you to cum you will still be asleep in a deep trance because you want to obey your Master. You need to obey. You get pleasure from obeying me, your Master. Your starting to touch yourself faster and faster in hopes that you can orgasm, but you’re just on the edge of cumming, so close to it, but not enough to cum.” Soon one hand was working her breast and nipple, while the other worked her slit and very exposed clit.

“I’m going to start counting from 1 to 10 in a minute Lucy. When I reach 10 you will be able to cum. You will cum harder than you have ever cum before Lucy. When I reach 10 you will have the best and longest cum of your entire life Lucy. It will be the best orgasm you’ve ever had.” Paul directed Lucy.

“1. Feeling your pussy get hotter and hotter. 2. It’s getting wetter and wetter. 3. Needing to cum more than anything else. 4. Getting closer. 5. Feeling hornier than you’ve ever been in your entire life. 6. Hands beginning to move. 7. your hands going as fast as possible. 8. almost there. 9. feeling so horny your right on the edge. 10. CUM HARD FOR ME NOW LUCY.” Lucy screams as she finally has her release and faints over the vanity table.

<That was well done Paul, but now that we know how susceptible Lucy is to hypnosis you have to seal Lucy to yourself Paul. That’s where this Janet person, and others like her, can’t enslave Lucy, or make her tell them anything she doesn’t want to tell them.> Raymond congratulated Paul on a job well done, and then told him what he had to do next.

<Damn you Raymond, you bastard! You knew this would happen the whole time! You bastard ... you planed this... > Paul accused Raymond. Raving in his own head at Raymond’s evil ghost before Raymond cut him off.

<No Paul, I didn’t plan this. Sure I knew something like this could happen. You should have known it too Paul, but knowing something like this could happen is not the same as knowing it would happen, ha, ha. For that matter Lucy herself knew it could happen too, ha, ha. I’m not even going to be a hypocrite about it and say I’m sorry it happened Paul, and I’m positive Lucy herself wants this. Now you have to man-up and remember that Lucy is depending on you to protect her now Paul.> Raymond reminded Paul of his duty and obligation to Lucy.

<But, ... but, ... but this is just what I was refusing to do to Lucy damn you Raymond!> Paul objected loudly in his own head.

<That we are even having this argument at all Paul says to me that the programing Shella must have installed back when you was 15 is getting weaker.> Raymond explained to Paul.

<That may be true you bastard, but this makes her my slave damn you.> Paul objected loudly in his own head.

<But both you, your conscious self, and your subconscious self, both know Lucy wants this, needs this Paul. You have no real choice Paul.> Raymond pointed out once more to Paul.

<I guess I have no other choice Raymond, but I still resent it damn it.> Paul conceded defeat.

<If you don’t seal her to yourself that Janet woman will take her tomorrow morning when she comes back to collect Lucy. You and Lucy both have been granted a reprieve that you need to take full advantage of. If you don’t Lucy will tell them everything they want to know, and then what do you think they are going to do to her Paul? She’s only in there doing this because of you Paul. This is for her protection, and it’s not like she didn’t already want it to begin with. Besides you already knew she wanted it Paul.> Raymond pushed Paul to do the right thing for Lucy’s sake.

<OK, OK, Raymond you’ve made your point, you and Lucy win damn it. I guess I have no real choice in the matter any longer, but you’ll have to ... to ... to walk me through it just like you did the exotic hypnosis bit a little while ago. I want you to know right now Raymond that I fully intend to release her as soon as this is over. As soon as she is out of danger. I’m not going to take advantage of her.> Paul told Raymond.