Sandra glanced at the clock. Five more minutes, she thought with a smile. Five minutes until the work day was over - and she herself would enter Rachel's office. She herself would again surrender to Rachel's power. She herself would do Rachel's bidding.

Rachel was alone in her office at the moment. Sandra grinned and turned on the intercom, wondering whether Rachel was actually working or if she was sitting silently in her chair, her mind a thousand miles away. The absolute silence on the intercom was her answer. Rachel had placed herself into a trance. Squirming in her chair, Sandra checked the clock again. Four more minutes. The hell with it.

She was just standing up when the door opened. Sandra's annoyance quickly became something much different as a woman entered.

The woman noticed Sandra standing and checked her watch. "Oh, dear", she said softly. "I hope I'm not too late?"

Sandra was already growing moist. She had no idea who this woman was, she was not a regular client, and she did not have an appointment. But Sandra was not about to pass up this opportunity.

"Not at all", she said in her silkiest voice. As she sank slowly back into her chair, she heard Rachel stirring over the still-open intercom. She quickly pressed a button on the intercom console several times in a special pattern. In her office, Rachel heard a series of beeps from the speaker, and before she could wonder what they meant, she sank again into a deep trance. Sandra did not want to be bothered right now.

Sandra leaned back and slowly spread her legs under her desk. Her eyes sparkled as the woman looked around, hesitant to sit down, hesitant to speak her mind. "How can we help you?", she prompted.

"Well...I'd like to...are you sure I shouldn't come back tomorrow?"

Sandra smiled inwardly. Maybe the woman would come back tomorrow, but only after Sandra, and possibly Rachel, had sampled her this evening.

"We have plenty of time, I assure you. Please, sit down make yourself comfortable." Sandra gestured to a chair, and the woman slowly sat down.

The woman wore a navy turtleneck sweater, jeans, and a coat. Her hair was brownish, in a loose bun. Her breasts filled out the sweater very nicely, Sandra noticed as the woman took the coat off, hung it on a peg, and sat down, still looking doubtful.

"Are you Rachel?", the woman asked.

Sandra pictured Rachel, sitting in her chair, eyes closed, totally oblivious to the world. "Yes, I am. And you are...?"

"Oh, um, my name is Cassy. Cassy Jenkins."

Sandra tried to act calmly as she stood. She walked over to the woman and extended her hand. The woman stood up to shake hands, and Sandra fixed her eyes upon the woman, who blushed, but did not look away.

I've got you, Sandra thought gleefully.

Sandra took Cassy's hand and held it firmly, but not hard enough to cause discomfort. She stared into Cassy's eyes, not blinking, not moving, not speaking. There was a silence, a stillness, as they stood there, hands clasped, eyes locked together. Cassy's mouth opened as if to say something, but a barely perceptible shake of Sandra's head quieted her. The woman looked puzzled, her brown eyes gazing at Sandra curiously. Sandra said nothing, did nothing, she merely held the woman's hand and stared deep into her eyes.

Several minutes passed. Sandra could feel the woman's grip weakening slowly, gradually. Her eyes remained open, staring at Sandra. Her mouth remained open, her breath regular, a bit shallow. Sandra's body tingled as she saw the woman's eyes lose focus, become glassy and glazed.

"I'm going to let go of your hand now, Cassy", she whispered softly. "You are so comfortable right now that you will find your hand and arm remaining in this position when I do, just floating gently and easily, just floating and drifting, gently and easily. Feel it happening NOW, Cassy."

Sandra slipped her hand out of Cassy's limp fingers. She grinned as Cassy's arm remained still, her hand reaching for Sandra, hovering in mid-air. Cassy was already in a light trance.

"And now, Cassy, you are so relaxed and so comfortable. Nothing disturbs you, nothing bothers you. You are perfectly at peace, perfectly relaxed. You may sit down if you would like to, in order to relax even more deeply. Deeper and deeper, Cassy. The deeper you go the better you feel. Deeper and deeper. Sinking down easily, comfortably, into the chair. Deeper and deeper, sinking, sinking. Down, down deeper, deeper, more and more relaxed..."

Sandra continued as Cassy slowly sank down toward her chair. She settled into it, still staring helplessly into Sandra's eyes, and her body seemed to melt, sagging limply against the cushions. Her arm was still bent at the elbow, as if to shake Sandra's hand.

"There, now, Cassy, you feel so warm, so relaxed, so comfortable, and you realize that your comfort will increase if you allow your right hand to move, slowly and gently, guided by the sound of my voice. Focus on my voice, Cassy, focus completely on my voice. Allow my voice to guide your right hand, allowing you to relax even more totally, to feel better and better, to sink deeper and deeper into relaxation."

Sandra carefully backed up until she was leaning on the edge of her own desk, then quickly hiked herself up and sat on it. She spread her legs wide, her own right hand moving her skirt out of the way and brushing lightly against the flimsy, already-stained fabric of her panties.

Cassy's eyes never left Sandra's, but her cheeks flushed brightly, and Sandra noticed her breasts rising and falling rapidly.

"Have you ever imagined such total relaxation, Cassy? Have you ever, in your wildest fantasies, imagined that you could feel so good, so totally calm, so utterly at peace, so completely relaxed?" Cassy whispered no as Sandra slid her fingers inside her own panties.

"Of course you haven't. You came here to be hypnotized, you came here to relax. But you never dreamed that it would feel like this, that such pure relaxation would wash over you, so quickly, so totally, so completely. Your body is limp, limp and loose and relaxed. Your eyes look at mine, unable to look away. Your mind is open, calm, idle. You don't have to do anything, you don't have to think anything. No sounds disturb you, in fact, you can allow yourself to totally ignore every sound but my voice. Only my voice, only my eyes, only the total relaxation."

Cassy lay heavily in the chair, her body flaccid and loose. She gaped at Sandra, mouth open, eyes wide and staring. Her breathing was now slow and deep, her breasts rising and falling gently.

Sandra's, on the other hand, were rising and falling quite heavily. Her fingers parted her flesh, her clit throbbing, waiting, and she pressed hard against it, feeling the searing pleasure course through her body. How could Rachel think clearly enough to guide her clients when she was crazed with passion, Sandra wondered.

"So relaxed, so deeply relaxed, so deeply hypnotized. You are indeed hypnotized, Cassy. Your mind is open to suggestion, your body is totally relaxed, your awareness is directed totally upon my eyes and the sound of my voice. This is hypnosis, Cassy, this is only the beginning. You feel so warm, so comfortable, so at peace right now, comfort beyond your wildest dreams - and now you realize, deep inside, that this is only the first step, only the first level. Each and every time you are hypnotized you will sink deeper and deeper, you will sink into hypnosis very quickly and easily. I don't have to look into your eyes to hypnotize you. You can be hypnotized in many, many ways. And every one of them will send you into trance deeply, quickly, and effortlessly." Sandra gave no hint as to what those ways may be. Cassy would undoubtedly find out as time went on, Sandra thought with a grin.

"And tomorrow, Cassy, tomorrow when you arrive here at four in the afternoon, tomorrow when you arrive at four in the afternoon, you'll want to feel just as relaxed and wonderful as you do now, won't you?"

"...yes..."

"And tonight, Cassy, tonight when you leave, you won't even think of this visit, won't even think of it at all, because you know that if you just let it happen tomorrow without thinking, you'll sink deeper and deeper and deeper and deeper. So deeply relaxed, so comfortable, feeling so very, very good. You want to feel this way again, don't you, Cassy?"

"Yes...".

"So don't even think about this. When you awaken this evening, you'll leave quietly, not thinking about anything that was said or done, and yet knowing that tomorrow, if you just let it happen, you will feel so very very good, and will relax so very very deeply. That sounds nice, doesn't it?"

"Yes."

Sandra sighed, so close to climax, and yet realizing that there were other ways to satisfy her needs. She slipped her sodden fingers from her panties, slid off the desk, and straightened her skirt.

"I'm going to count from one to five now, Cassy, and with each number you'll feel more and more awake. When I reach the count to five, you will be wide awake, not thinking at all of anything that's been said or done here. You will still feel very very good, but you won't know why, and it won't even matter. It won't matter at all, Cassy. One. Right hand again hovering in the air. Two. Breathing returning to normal. Three. Right hand drifting gently, easily. Four. Heartbeat stronger, feeling refreshed and relaxed. Five. Wide awake."

Cassy's eyes slowly opened to find Sandra standing before her, hand outstretched. She blinked and shook her head, finally slowly climbing to her feet and extending her own hand - which had already been reaching for Sandra.

"Um - I'm Cassy. Nice to meet you. Are you Rachel?" Cassy paused, trying to ease the dryness in her mouth, trying to clear her slightly muddled thoughts. The pretty blonde woman spoke, smiling.

"No, I'm Sandra. I'm afraid Rachel's gone for the day, but I can put you down for four tomorrow, would that be OK?"

"Tomorrow...four...in the...afternoon...um...yes...fine...OK..." Cassy looked very puzzled for some reason, and Sandra had to fight the urge to chuckle. She smiled brightly and put the proper notation in the appointment book.

"There. All set. See you tomorrow, right at four. Have a wonderful evening." She took Cassy's hand in hers again, leading the puzzled woman to the door. "Goodnight, Cassy."

Cassy left, trying to figure out how she could have misread her watch before stopping at Rachel's office. At least the receptionist had still let her make an appointment, she thought. A warm glow enveloped her, and she knew that tomorrow's appointment would be very productive.

Sandra closed the door, thinking much the same thing, and yet in an entirely different way.

Locking the door and turning down the lights, Sandra went back into Rachel's office, where her lover/boss still sat, deeply entranced. Sandra smiled at the sight, and then quickly undressed. She lay down on the exam table and spoke softly.

"Awake now, Rachel."

Rachel was fully conscious in an instant. She saw Sandra lying naked, waiting, and stood up, stretching her arms to the ceiling.

"Hello darling. I gather you were busy out there?"

Sandra smiled and nodded as Rachel walked towards her, shedding her clothing with each step. By the time she stood beside the exam table, Rachel was nude, her body full and supple. Sandra's mouth began to water, as did other parts of her body.

Rachel smiled back and reached behind Sandra. On the ceiling above the table, a small spot appeared. Sandra inhaled sharply, knowing she had just seconds before her conscious mind would sink into slumber.

"You have an appointment tomorrow at four", she whispered. "I had a visitor...just....just......." Her voice trailed off as the spiral on the ceiling grew larger, filling her vision and her mind.

Rachel watched as Sandra's arms reached slowly upwards, trying to pull herself closer to the mesmerizing pattern on the ceiling. Sandra was already utterly entranced, totally spellbound.

"I'm sure you were your typically efficient self", Rachel whispered back as she carefully spread Sandra's unresisting legs to the sides. Seconds later, Sandra's legs were dangling off the sides of the table, and Rachel's face was nuzzled against her young lover's pussy.

Sandra felt the pleasure, felt the intense rush of bliss sweeping over her. Gaping up at the spinning spiral, sinking deeper even as her body began to tremble. The whirling design seemed to draw the pleasure through her, pulling it from her clit, spreading it through her body, and then sending it blasting unrestrained through her mind before flowing out through her upraised hands, and into the spiral. She could not move, could not speak - but she did moan, a low, wanton, animal sound that had Rachel shuddering in ecstasy all by itself.

Pausing, Rachel peered up at her enthralled partner. Sandra lay there, legs hanging off the table, arms reaching futilely upwards toward the spiral that held her captivated. Her nipples were erect, and a faint sheen of sweat was already visible on her trembling body.

Rachel reached out and took Sandra's nipples between her thumbs and forefingers, rubbing her nipples between them. Sandra shuddered again, and another low moan escaped her parted lips. Pulling herself up farther on the exam table, Rachel bent between Sandra's upraised arms and wrapped her soft lips around Sandra's left nipple. Her tongue danced around it as she sucked lightly, her eyes fixed upon Sandra's face. She slid the middle finger of her right hand deep into Sandra's soaking pussy, and smiled as the girl's eyes widened slightly.

Rachel worked hard on Sandra's throbbing clit as she moved back and forth from one breast to the other and back again. After a moment, she leaned up and ran her tongue up and down Sandra's throat, then returned her attention to her nipples. The feeling of her lover's outstretched, immobile arms on either side of her was thrilling.

Paralyzed by the hypnotic power of the disk, brought to the very edge of rapture by Rachel's talents, Sandra lay there, nude, sweating, unable to stop either her fall into hypnosis or her rise to climax. Finally, Rachel lay directly on top of Sandra, between her upraised arms, covering Sandra's puslating body with her own. Reaching between them, she caressed Sandra's red-hot clit again as she whispered in her ear.

"Now, my love. NOW."

Sandra froze for a brief instant. Rachel closed her eyes and braced herself as she felt every muscle in Sandra's body tensing at once.

The scream almost deafened Rachel. Sandra screamed, a wild, hoarse, unthinking cry of raw abandon. Sandra came. Her mind perfectly synchronized with her body, her entire awareness focused on the pleasure, Sandra came.

Her arms went tightly around Rachel, so tightly that Rachel gasped. Sandra's hips started gyrating suddenly, in an almost hysterical attempt to force Rachel's fingers even harder against her clit. She clutched at Rachel madly, body heaving, head tossing back and forth as she moaned and screamed and cried and groaned.

"Hold on to it, love. Go with it. Don't stop. Don't stop. Cum again, cum again, don't stop, lover, stay right there, stay right there.

Eyes now closed, Sandra rode out a mind-bending string of climaxes, each more intense than the last. Rachel's words found their way through the fog that enwrapped Sandra's mind, holding her a virtual prisoner to pleasure. Having found release, Sandra could not stop the sensations of passion.

"Yes, love, ride it out, stay there, ride it, stay with it, let it happen, Sandra. Oh, yes, let it happen, again, and again, and again."

And happen it did, again, and again, and again. Some time later, Sandra's motions slowed somewhat, as Rachel gradually toned down her suggestions and allowed Sandra to glide easily, lazily, dreamily, back to earth. Finally, Sandra went limp as Rachel whispered yet again into her ear.

Rachel gently disentangled herself from her exhausted lover. She stood up and stretched, then smiled as she caressed the sleeping girl's breasts ever so lightly. A soft humming sound reminded her to turn off the spiral above the table.

Still naked, Rachel sat down in her office chair. She turned it around so she could see Sandra, leaned back, and spread her legs. She stared at her quiescent partner's limp body and slowly slid one slender finger into her own mouth. Withdrawing it, she casually drew circles around her nipples with her wet finger. As they quickly hardened again, she wet her finger once more and touched it lightly against her clit.

Utterly oblivious to her surroundings, Sandra did not hear the sounds Rachel made as she masturbated.

***************

The next day passed quickly for Sandra. Three women and two men had appointments with Rachel that day, and Sandra had listened intently to the intercom as Rachel had her way with two of the women. Both of those women had left smiling, completely unaware of what had gone on in Rachel's office.

At five minutes of four, Rachel came out into the reception area and planted a gentle kiss on her receptionist's cheek. "Hello, darling", she whispered. "The new woman, Cassy is it? She's the last appointment of the day, isn't she?" Sandra nodded, closing her eyes and smiling as Rachel's tongue slid up her ear. Oh, if Rachel only knew what was about to happen...

Rachel quickly straightened as the front door opened. Cassy came in, pausing and blushing as she saw the two women waiting for her. She looked at Sandra and smiled slightly.

"Um - hi. I'm Cassy - from last night? I have an appointment for four o'clock?"

Sandra rose to her feet, smiling, as Rachel stepped around the desk and offered Cassy her hand. Cassy took it hesitantly, her eyes darting back to Sandra.

"Hello, Cassy", Rachel said in her most alluring voice. Sandra felt a shiver run up and down her spine. Rachel saved that voice for women she sensed were very receptive to suggestion. But Rachel didn't know that Sandra herself had indeed proven Cassy was extremely receptive the day before.

"I'm Rachel. It's such a pleasure to meet you", she continued. Cassy looked at her oddly, then back at Sandra again. Rachel's receptionist was now standing beside her desk, smiling at Cassy's puzzled expression.

"H...Hello. Um...yes, nice to meet you, Rachel. I'm, well, I guess I'm kind of nervous. This is all new to me, and I just don't know what to expect."

You most certainly don't, Sandra and Rachel both thought. Sandra felt herself becoming moist already. This was going to be an evening to remember - for two of them, at least.

"That's quite all right, Cassy. Quite normal. That's why I'm here, to teach you about hypnosis. I will be your teacher." Sandra watched, knees weak, as Rachel smiled at their visitor, her eyes gleaming.

"Well...OK, I guess...I mean...I don't know. I'm just nervous."

"We have the perfect cure for nervousness, Cassy. Why don't you come back to my office and we'll get started right away?"

Cassy nodded, her face flaring. Rachel turned and walked towards her office, with Cassy following. As Cassy stepped into Rachel's office, she paused and looked back at Sandra, looking very confused indeed. As soon as the door closed behind their hapless client, Sandra locked the door, dimmed the lights, and stripped off her clothing. Nude, she sat down at her desk and clicked on the intercom.

"...nothing magical about hypnosis", Rachel was explaining. "It's merely a state of focused attention, of deep relaxation, of narrowed awareness. I'm quite sure you'll find it quite easy to slip into a deep state of hypnosis very quickly." Sandra smiled to herself as she teased her nipples. Yes, she had indeed gone under quickly.

"In fact, let's try a little experiment right now. Is that all right with you?", Rachel asked, her voice utterly irresistible.

"Now?? Oh...um...well...OK...I guess..."

Sandra listened as Rachel moved about for a few moments. Cassy was silent, obviously watching with trepidation.

"There. Can you see this all right?" Sandra heard Rachel sit back down as Cassy replied yes.

There was a silence for a few seconds. Sandra, who was by now well versed in many of Rachel's methods of induction, thought she detected a faint clicking sound over the intercom. Clicking? Ah - the metronome. Sandra grinned as she slid down in her chair another inch, hands gripping her breasts just a bit more tightly.

"It's pretty, isn't it?", Rachel asked softly. Sandra heard a muted reply and wondered if her suggestions of the day before had caused Cassy to go into trance already.

"See how the light reflects off of it, flashing every time it moves, back and forth, back and forth. Back and forth, flashing once each time. It's so soothing, I find, to just sit and watch it. Just sitting and watching and relaxing as it goes back, tick, and forth, tock, back, tick, and forth, tock."

Cassy sat in the chair, gazing at the metronome. Tick, tock, tick, tock, back and forth, back and forth. Back, tick, flash, forth, tock, flash. Back and forth, tick, tock, flash, flash. So relaxing. Just sitting and watching.

Rachel went on, and she could see the tensions draining away from her client. Cassy's facial muscles eventually relaxed, her body sagged slightly in the recliner. Tick, tock, tick, tock. So relaxing. So soothing. So calm and peaceful. Nothing to worry about, no cares, no worries.

Tick, tock, tick, tock.

Sandra's eyes were closed, her legs were on her desk with one hand buried between them. The other pawed at her breasts as Rachel sent Cassy deep into trance.

Back and forth. Back and forth. Cassy almost felt as if she herself was moving, swaying gently back and forth, in time with the comforting beat of the shining thing on Rachel's desk. Back and forth, back and forth. Tick, tock. So relaxing. No cares. Nothing to worry about. No cares. No cares....

Cassy's eyes glazed over as she sank into hypnosis. Rachel went on, using the rhythmic beat of the metronome to send Cassy deeper and deeper into trance. Even as she spoke, even as she coaxed Cassy even deeper, she was on her feet, her clothing falling away. Nude, she stood beside her mesmerized client, gazing down at her hungrily. Cassy stared vacantly at the metronome, her eyes moving back and forth, back and forth. Her mouth hung open, her body was utterly limp.

Hypnotized. Deeply hypnotized.

Sandra wriggled wildly in her chair as the first climax hit her.

With a few soft words and a gentle hand, Rachel closed Cassy's glassy eyes. The woman's whole world was now only that which Rachel gave her. Her ears heard only Rachel's soothing voice, her mind thought only those thoughts which Rachel placed there.

"So deeply relaxed now, Cassy, so deeply hypnotized. You knew you would be hypnotized here today. You knew you would willingly surrender to hypnosis. You knew you would surrender. You wanted, you want, so much to surrender. And you have, Cassy. You have willingly surrendered yourself and entered a deep, deep hypnotic trance. So deeply hypnotized now, so totally at ease, your mind open, your body limp and loose and lazy. You are deeply hypnotized, aren't you, Cassy? You may answer me easily, responding to my questions automatically. You may allow your conscious mind to sink deeper and deeper into slumber as your unconscious mind listens to every word I say. You are deeply hypnotized, aren't you, Cassy?", Rachel asked softly as she stilled the metronome.

There was a pause. Cassy sighed softly, as if gently releasing every last bit of her tensions. Rachel gazed at the dazed woman before her, watching the faint smile forming on her placid face.

"Yes", Cassy murmured.

"You have willingly surrendered to hypnosis, haven't you, Cassy?"

"Yes", Cassy sighed dreamily.

"And under hypnosis you are free, uninhibited, open, aren't you, Cassy? You are free to be guided by my words, free to allow your open mind to accept new thoughts and ideas, aren't you, Cassy?"

The mesmerized woman stirred ever so slightly before answering yes.

Sandra was kneeling on the floor, one hand between her legs, moaning with abandon as she listened to Rachel guide Cassy down, down, deeper and deeper into trance. Sandra knew what it was like, to be totally relaxed, totally focused on Rachel's words. She knew what it was to surrender. And as she cried out yet again, her carefully thought-out plans went by the wayside.

Rachel's highly aroused receptionist did something she had never done before, had never dreamed of doing before. Staggering to her feet, she almost ran to Rachel's office, and went in - without Rachel expecting her.

Rachel was standing behind Cassy, gently running her fingers through the entranced woman's hair as she whispered in her ear. At the sound of the door opening, she turned to see her disheveled receptionist standing there, nude, face flushed, chest heaving.

"Take me. Please", Sandra whispered hoarsely.

The only sound in the room was Sandra's ragged breath. Cassy lay helplessly in the chair, with Rachel's fingers still in her hair. Rachel stared incredulously at her uninvited visitor, her mind suddenly a turmoil of conflicting thoughts.

She knew that Sandra could entrance her as quickly and easily as she herself could entrance Sandra - but at the moment it appeared that Sandra was more in the mood to be entranced. Sandra wanted to surrender.

Just as Cassy had.

Rachel's fingers tightened ever so slightly in Cassy's hair as she felt her heartbeat begin to race. Slowly, she disentangled her fingers and walked towards Sandra. Sandra was leaning against the door, her hands massaging her own breasts, gazing at the enthralled woman in the recliner.

"On your knees", Rachel whispered to her highly aroused partner. Sandra's looked quickly at Rachel, surprised at her commanding, almost harsh, tone. Rachel glared at her, staring directly into Sandra's wide eyes.

No one moved for several seconds. Then, her eyes still fixed upon Rachel's, her hands still caressing her own breasts, Sandra ever so slowly sank to her knees at Rachel's feet.

Rachel knew what power was, knew how to wield it. She had controlled, did control, so many women. She had such power over them, power they never even imagined. She controlled their bodies, their minds, their thoughts. All it took was a word, a gesture, a sight, a sound. One word. One small crook of a finger, and a properly conditioned woman would instantly sink deeply, helplessly, totally, into hypnosis. Surrendering to her. Surrendering.

She gazed down at her receptionist, who was still absently rolling her nipples between her fingers. This was power.

Sandra knelt before her teacher, waiting, wanting desperately for Rachel to say one word, to make one tiny gesture. To take her. Gazing into her lover's eyes, she wanted only to surrender.

"You want me to take you." This was said as a statement. Sandra nodded slowly, her body trembling. She could not look away from Rachel's dark eyes, and she knew that at some level she was already spellbound by the woman she knelt before.

"You want to - surrender."

Sandra nodded again, more vigorously. Her hands worked harder at her breasts, the nipples hard and dark.

There was another silence. Rachel thought briefly of Cassy, lying peacefully in the recliner, having no idea what was in store for her. Having no idea that in a very short time, she would be utterly intent upon pleasing a woman she had never met. Sandra, too, would find herself compelled to please.

Rachel stepped closer to her lover, her pussy close to Sandra's face. "Inhale", she commanded. Sandra took a deep breath, and her body shuddered again as she took in the scent of her aroused teacher. Her eyes never left Rachel's.

"You want to surrender", Rachel said again. Sandra nodded, her nose brushing up and down through Rachel's dark pubic hair.

"Then do it", Rachel whispered. "Do it NOW. Surrender to me. NOW."

It was not a hypnotic induction as such. But Sandra wanted, needed, to give herself to Rachel. So, when finally allowed to, Sandra surrendered in the manner she knew best. She slipped instantly into a deep trance, her eyes widening slightly before glazing over.

Rachel smiled down at her entranced lover. "Yes, my love", she said quietly. "You are mine now, as you know you must be. You are mine and mine alone, and you will do my bidding willingly. You have surrendered to me."

Sandra knelt at Rachel's feet, staring helplessly up into her eyes, her face nestled between her legs. "Close your eyes", Rachel whispered, and Sandra's eyelids fluttered closed.

Rachel took a deep breath and stepped back. Sandra remained there, head tilted back, eyes closed, on her knees. Rachel left her there and returned to Cassy.

Some time later, Rachel sighed contentedly. She lay on the floor, with Cassy between her legs and Sandra playing with her breasts. The two other women had been in trance for almost three hours. Three hours spent obediently licking, sucking, caressing, fingering, and fondling their mistress. Three hours spent pleasing the woman they had surrendered to.

With a few soft words, Rachel told them to stand. She then rose to her feet and stretched luxuriously, nipples still erect, pussy still hot and throbbing. Rachel was truly insatiable.

Then, with her two mesmerized subjects watching raptly, she proceeded to masturbate for the next twenty minutes. As she climaxed for what seemed like the hundredth time, she almost, ALMOST, felt a tiny twinge of guilt for not letting either of the others reach orgasm even once.

She wound up on her hands and knees, much as Sandra had earlier in the reception area, had she known it. Her back arched one last time, her muscles contracted, and she howled. Rachel howled. One long, wanton scream of pure ecstasy. Then, finally satisfied, she slumped wearily to the floor, gasping for air.

Sandra and Cassy watched helplessly.

Rachel's eyes closed for a moment. When they opened again, she sprang lightly to her feet, smiling happily, feeling as if she'd just slept for hours. Quickly and efficiently, she sent her entranced receptionist back to her desk to get dressed and sit down, and then made sure that Cassy got dressed properly as well.

Sandra looked up and smiled as Cassy came up to her desk after leaving Rachel's office. Cassy smiled back and gave Sandra a check for the proper amount, then left, hips undulating, a dreamy, happy smile still on her face.

Sandra leaned back in her chair and spread her legs. With the image of Cassy clear in her mind, she gently stroked her pussy through her panties.

"Sandra, would you come here for a moment please?", Rachel's voice asked over the intercom.

Sandra pressed the button and mumbled yes. Jumping to her feet, she almost ran the short distance to Rachel's office, so hot and aroused that she could barely think straight. It seemed like hours that she'd been sitting there playing with herself, she thought. She tried to recall the things she'd heard while listening to Rachel having her way with Cassy, but it really seemed so hard to think clearly...

She burst into Rachel's office to find her lover already nude. With a big grin, she jumped into Rachel's arms and held her tight.

"How'd it go?", she asked as she nibbled at Rachel's earlobe.

"Fine", Rachel whispered as she wrapped her arms around Sandra. "It's really quite thrilling to have you on your knees at my feet."

The fog in Sandra's mind seemed to thicken suddenly. She stared at Rachel in wonder as she slowly, gently, sank to her knees, supported by Rachel's loving arms.