Chapter 55: Dominated

The next morning, Penny awoke feeling energized and full of life. Despite the intense arousal that had filled her, she had slept quite well, and now had the added bounce in her step that came with knowing that soon Mistress would know that Penny had fully realized what she needed, and how she must submit to her Mistress.

She quickly got ready and then headed to work.

Once there, she began to look over the work that she had been doing for Mistress's business – making sure that it was all in order. Then, she was interrupted by a phone call. Once again, she answered expecting the sound of her Mistress's voice.

"Hello, Penny, are you ready for our meeting?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"Good. Please bring Sandy with you, as we'll need to get quite a bit done."

Penny felt disappointment in the pit of her stomach. She had wanted to be alone with Mistress – to profess her submission. But this was starting to sound a bit more like a strictly business meeting. Of course, there was only one response that Penny could give.

"Yes, Mistress."

"I'll see you soon."

The phone went quiet.

Penny called Sandy into her office and informed her of what they would be going over with Mistress. As they talked, Penny couldn't help but notice the glow that seemed to surround Sandy – she was just so full of life and excitement. Penny hoped that soon, she, too, would feel that energy that she imagined came from being a slave to Mistress.

Eventually, the two of them made their way to the board room. They each took a seat on one side of the table and spread their work in front of them. The blinds in the boardroom were drawn, so they couldn't see anyone outside of the room, nor could those outside see them. The blinds, though, did not go all the way to the floor, so there was a one-foot space along the bottom that she could see through. As she sat there chatting with Sandy, she watched as various pairs of feet went by, clearly in view.

Penny's mind drifted to the possibilities of the morning – if Mistress did intend to make use of Penny and Sandy, Penny knew that she would be constantly aware of the closeness of her coworkers. The board room was sound-proofed, so they would be able to moan and scream as much as they wished, but she would always be aware of the feet passing by as her coworkers walked just feet away from her.

As these thoughts moved through her mind, Penny's nipples began tighten.

Moments later, the door opened, and Mistress strode into the room. Penny felt her heart skip a beat as she took in Mistress's beauty, and her commanding presence. Even in an unfamiliar environment, Mistress seemed to own the room, and everyone in it. In a moment, Penny hoped, that would be exactly the case.

But then, for the second time this morning, Penny's heart fell, as she saw that trailing behind Mistress was another woman. Alice, the receptionist who worked next to Sandy, entered the room.

Alice was a relatively new employee at the company. From what Penny knew of her she was smart and efficient in her work. She was even younger than Sandy, and seemed a little inexperienced in the business world, but had so far proven a quick study.

"Alice has agreed to act as my assistant while I'm here, I hope you don't mind."

"No, of course not, Mistr ... uh, Dr. Chambers." Penny was struggling to pull herself together as her expectations for the day began to change.

When Mistress had asked her to bring Sandy to the meeting, Penny had still hoped that she would be able to submit. After all, Sandy was Mistress's slave, too, so there was no reason that she couldn't dominate them both at the same time – as she had done before. But Alice's presence would make it impossible, which meant that Mistress must have genuinely been there for business, and nothing else. Maybe once the meeting was over Penny could submit to Mistress in her office or something, but for now, she would have to be as professional as she had been during her presentation on Monday.

Her presentation! Of course, Penny thought, she's probably planted a ton of post-hypnotic suggestions, just like she did on Monday. Penny's arousal grew just thinking of this possibility, and her face flushed as she looked towards Mistress, who was setting up her things on the table in preparation for their meeting. Penny began to wonder which of those seemingly innocuous instruments would be the trigger that would plunge Penny into an array of tantalizing and yet hidden acts of submission.

As Penny stared, Alice and Mistress finished settling in, and then Mistress began the meeting.

"Let's get started. Penny, what do you have for me?"

"Oh, uh ... here!" Penny was aware that her voice was a bit too loud, and she seemed a bit frazzled as she passed a page full of numbers over the table to Mistress. She had to pull herself together. Acting this way in front of Sandy was one thing – Sandy knew the power that Mistress held over her – but she couldn't let Alice see her acting in an unprofessional manner.

As Mistress looked over the numbers that Penny had put together, she set her elbow on the table, leaving her hand, which was holding her pen, right at Penny's eye level. Penny stared and braced herself as Mistress's thumb rested on the back end of the pen, ready to push the button that would result in the click that Penny knew would be a post-hypnotic trigger.

As the anticipation grew, so did Penny's arousal. She noticed that her panties were already nearly soaked through, and she would have to swap them out soon if she didn't want to leak all over her skirt. And her nipples easily showed up through her bra.

Click!

Penny jerked slightly in her seat at the sound that she had been waiting so desperately to hear. But that was the only reason that she jumped. Nothing had happened.

Click, click, click.

Mistress continued to absentmindedly play with her pen, but it had no effect on Penny. With her blood still rushing in her ears, Penny felt another twinge of disappointment. But, she assured herself, Mistress always liked to keep her on her toes. Perhaps she had come up with new triggers.

And so, Penny watched. Each time Mistress moved – to pick something up, to put something down, to fiddle with something in her seat – Penny braced herself for the onslaught of post-hypnotic triggers that she knew would come at some point.

But there was nothing.

Nonetheless, Penny was absolutely beside herself with arousal. Each time she saw Mistress make some motion or sound that could be a trigger, she had to struggle to contain herself as the anticipation and helplessness of her situation raced through her. Even though Mistress was doing nothing to control her, Penny slowly felt more and more dominated as her entire world was reduced to looking for Mistress's tiniest actions and waiting for those actions to control her. Penny moved through the meeting in a complete haze, only barely pulling herself together well enough to not embarrass herself in front of Alice.

It was quite alarming, Penny thought. On Monday, in front of a room full of professionals, Penny had been put through a variety of erotic sensations, including appearing, in her own eyes, completely nude throughout her presentation, and yet after the initial shock of her situation she had been able to focus and get through quite well – well enough to impress everyone in the room. But now, with Mistress doing absolutely nothing to her, Penny felt that she was a wreck, and began to worry that Alice would see her as a flighty and unprofessional woman.

Penny was relieved when the lunch hour arrived, and Mistress declared that they should all take a break.

"Alice and Sandy, would the two of you mind going out and picking up something for all of us to eat?"

"That would be fine, Dr. Chambers." Alice, despite the poor example that Penny had been setting, had been nothing but professional throughout the morning meeting.

"Thank you."

Sandy and Alice left the room, and Penny felt her heart go into her throat as the door closed, leaving her alone with Mistress at last!

Not sure what to do, Penny simply stared at her Mistress as the tall woman stood up and came around to Penny's side of the table. She half sat, half leaned on the table as she spoke to Penny.

"So, Penny, how have you been?"

"Wonderful, Mistress." Penny was looking up at her Mistress, feeling herself wilt under her powerful stare.

She suddenly didn't feel right, and knew that there was only one way to alleviate that feeling. Slipping out of her chair, Penny dropped to her knees and immediately crossed her arms behind her back.

"What did you think of what happened on Monday?"

"It was amazing, Mistress. I learned a great deal about myself."

"I'm sure you did." Penny waited for Mistress to inquire further, as she desperately wanted to show Mistress that she was ready to be a slave, but Mistress didn't say a word. Instead, she pulled herself all the way onto the table, causing her feet to lift off of the floor. In the absence of the question, Penny saw another way to express her submission, so she leaned forward and began to kiss and lick her Mistress's feet.

"I know you want to tell me all about what you've learned, Penny, but we must save something that special for a time when we aren't constrained by time or circumstance. The girls will be back in a little bit, and we have a few things that we must do before they return."

"Yes, Mistress," Penny managed to say in between her ministrations on Mistress's feet.

"Enough!" Penny immediately resumed her earlier posture and stopped tending to her Mistress's feet.

"Penny, I noticed that you were watching my pen earlier. I suppose you were waiting for it to click, weren't you?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"Like this?" Mistress held her pen in her hand, and clicked it once.

"Yes, Mistress."

"It does make quite a satisfying sound, doesn't it?" Click, click.

"Yes, Mistress."

"It's just loud enough to draw your attention, but soft enough to be soothing, don't you think?" Click ... click...

"Yes, Mistress."

"And I imagine that you must have focused on it quite intensely, knowing what it did to you the other day." Click ... click ... click...

This wasn't a question, so Penny didn't answer, she just continued to listen to the clicking sound that she knew had had such power over her just a few days earlier.

"It's nice to focus on the sound. Hearing it will remind you of what you experienced last Monday." Click ... click ... click...

"It will remind you of how it feels to submit." Click ... click ... click...

"It will remind you of how good it feels to be hypnotized." Click ... click ... click...

"It will remind you of how good it feels to be in my power." Click ... click ... click...

Penny was thinking of all these things. She was listening intently to the sound of the pen, which Mistress was clicking with a stunning regularity. Click ... click ... click...

"The sound might also remind you of the sound of a clock." Click ... click ... click...

"Yes, you can imagine yourself staring at a clock, watching the pendulum go back (click) and forth (click) and back (click) and forth (click)."

It was true. Penny could image a clock, she could almost see the pendulum. And with each click, she couldn't help but let her eyes drift first one way (click), then the other (click).

"And you know that as your eyes move back (click) ... and forth (click) ... they are also growing heavy ... so heavy ... as they move back (click) ... and forth (click)..."

Indeed they were. Penny's eyes continued to move back and forth, and her eyelids were starting to droop as she felt herself falling into the familiar arms of hypnosis. And all the while, she heard the steady sound of her Mistress's pen.

Click ... click ... click...

"Deeper ... you feel so tired ... as your eyes move back ... and forth..."

Click ... click ... click...

"The wonderful thing about this sound, though, is that you can close your eyes ... yes, close your eyes ... and still hear it ... still feel its power taking you deeper ... and deeper ... and deeper..."

Click ... click ... click...

Sure enough, as Penny's eyes slid softly closed, it didn't matter that she could no longer see the illusion of the clock. The sound was all that mattered. The sound hypnotized her. The sound took her deeper.

Click ... click ... click...

"Deeper ... and deeper ... and deeper..."

Click ... click ... click...

"Deeper ... and deeper ... and deeper..."

Click ... click ... click...

"Deeper ... and deeper ... and deeper..."

Penny felt herself letting go; felt her body going limp; felt Mistress pulling her lifeless form into her chair; felt herself relaxing further; felt herself falling into complete darkness – into complete hypnotic sleep...

Snap!

Penny sat bolt upright as awareness returned to her. As she blinked her way out of trance she tried to figure out what was happening to her. Looking down, she saw that she was completely naked except for her heels, and that her rock hard nipples made it impossible for her to hide how desperately turned on she was. She glanced towards Mistress, and saw the tall woman now sitting back on the other side of the table smirking at Penny.

Penny looked around the room, trying to locate her clothes, but they were nowhere to be found.

Then, through the gap in the blinds, she saw two pairs of feet approaching the door, then stopping when they reached it. Sandy and Alice were back!

Penny knew that it would be okay if Sandy saw her naked, but Alice – that was another story. Without thinking she covered her breasts with her hands as she continued to scan the room looking for her clothes.

"Get your hands down, now!" Mistress was annoyed, and Penny immediately withdrew her hands, leaving her breasts completely exposed.

The door opened, and the two young women entered. Sandy entered first, carrying a couple of bags of food. She didn't seem to notice Penny's nakedness, but, Penny knew, Sandy was probably quite accustomed to these kinds of things happening in Mistress's presence.

Then Alice entered, carrying a couple of bags herself. Penny braced herself for whatever confused reaction the young woman would have upon seeing a woman who was clearly her superior in the office, and whom she was supposed to respect and look up to, sitting naked in the board room with one of the company's newest and most important clients.