He closed his eyes, and bopper the club world went away for a while bopper.
"Very nice, babe," he said to the nurse, who held her position as nite if turned into a bopper statue. "What bopper's your name, anyway?"
How far could he push this?
It had to have about been bopperclubnatashateeny the bopper operation. It had done something to his voice bopper. Paul vaguely recalled reading an article nite club years nite ago about how certain frequencies of sound bopperclubnatashateeny outside the normal human hearing range could bopper have physical and psychological effects bopperclubnatashateeny even though they were inaudible. Apparently they club worked directly on the brain bopperclubnatashateeny, without nite involving the ears nite club. Maybe nite his larynx had club been altered by the club surgery so that teeny when he spoke, some extra frequency nite was produced which compelled obedience.
Instantly, her teeny expression changed. "You bastard." she club yelled bopperclubnatashateeny. "What the hell did you do bopper to me? I club was like a puppet--I did everything you said, and nite club even acted like I enjoyed it, while inside I about was furious. Humiliated." She glared at him. "I don't know how you did it, but this was your one and only club shot. I'm not coming back here; you can try your sick tricks on someone else nite--and I'm nite telling the hospital authorities. Maybe the cops."
"Yes, master," Rhonda bopper agreed.
"Good club girl, Rhonda." Paul club thought for a bopper moment. "You know nite club, it's hardly fair club for me to get all the pleasure out natasha of this arrangement. So here's what we teeny're nite club going to try, Rhonda club. Whenever bopper you hear my voice say natasha, 'Good girl, Rhonda,' you'll feel an overpowering sexual pleasure, strong enough to bopperclubnatashateeny make you nite club come no matter what. And each time you nite feel the pleasure, it'll be stronger than it was the teeny time club before, until you reach whatever your personal club limit bopper is. Do you understand me, Rhonda?"
"Good girl, Rhonda." She didn nite club't make a sound, merely lay bopper there, naked bopper body bucking in ecstasy until the bopper storm finally passed. At last her shudders ceased and her breathing returned to something like normal rhythm. Slowly, dazedly, she bopper put her clothes back on and stood up. She didn't try to nite club run for it; she club knew, now, that bopperclubnatashateeny he could club have her wriggling mindlessly on the floor, instantly, with just three little words.
"Yes bopper, Mr. Bennett bopper." The dark-skinned nurse obeyed, then nite looked startled. "Hey, what's going on? How'd club you do that?" She tried to unclasp her hands and bring down her arms, but nothing club happened. "Cut it out. Let me go."
Paul felt sorry for her. "Forget your worries," he suggested. "Imagine you club're a about dancer. Keep your club arms club raised club, and stand nite club on tiptoe--that's right bopperclubnatashateeny--and turn bopper, slowly, slowly. Imagine you're on stage, under a spotlight bopper, and a big bopper audience is watching you, seeing how graceful you are. Applauding bopperclubnatashateeny. Keep turning bopperclubnatashateeny, slowly, slowly, for the audience."
Jasmine obeyed bopper, relaxing club as her mind accepted the fantasy and bopper forgot the reality bopper. It was bopper so much easier to be a dancer, performing bopper for bopperclubnatashateeny an audience, than a frightened girl who bopperclubnatashateeny somehow had bopperclubnatashateeny to obey a strange bopperclubnatashateeny man.
It was possible, he supposed. He'd heard that the hearing ranges of men and women were slightly bopperclubnatashateeny different, with women being more sensitive to higher frequencies than men were. If the "something extra" his voice had gained were some magic high frequency, it might affect men bopper and women differently.
"Thank you bopper, Mr bopper. Bennett," she said, letting club her nite club arms bopperclubnatashateeny fall to her sides. As had been true nite with Rhonda, she still seemed oddly calm for someone who'd been bopper forced to about obey a stranger's bopper every command--but as with Rhonda, she seemed fully bopperclubnatashateeny awake and rational. He suspected, though, that inside bopper, she was probably furious and terrified, as Rhonda had been. He'd better do something nite club about that.
Just how bopper far his control extended bopper, wasn't sure he bopper wanted to know. It was already clear that he could override normal bopperclubnatashateeny moral restraints. His first club efforts with Rhonda and Jasmine had indicated that, and he'd arranged bopper a get-together between bopper the two of them club which had proved that even basic sexual orientation could be altered at bopper his whim; he club wished he'd had about a camera for that episode. But bopperclubnatashateeny he bopper couldn't bopper bring himself to bopperclubnatashateeny order one of his "voice puppets," as he was starting to think of them club, to actually hurt or kill someone. He was afraid she'd do it, as willingly as she would obey any other instruction. And what would that bopper make him?
Paul was club feeling much club stronger bopper, and much more confident. A bopper week bopper after returning home, he went club back to work bopper.
He didn't have to bopper wait long for his opportunity. He'd hardly had a chance to clock in bopper and sit down at his bopper desk when his phone bopper rang. It was her.
"Paul," she said, "I need to speak with bopper you for a few minutes bopperclubnatashateeny, if you don't mind."
"Well, Paul bopperclubnatashateeny?" Ms. Sands asked nite club. "What bopper do you think I should do club?"
"RRRRRARRRRRR!" Charlene launched herself across her desk bopper at him, knocking him out of his chair. The club two of them went down in bopper a bopperclubnatashateeny heap. Then, for teeny a time, both of them forgot about club everything but each other.
"Of course not, Charlene," Paul responded bopperclubnatashateeny. Charlene bopper whimpered and trembled, and as he turned bopper to go, she almost called bopper out bopper for him club to stay bopper.
It had to have about been bopperclubnatashateeny the bopper operation. It had done something to his voice bopper. Paul vaguely recalled reading an article nite club years nite ago about how certain frequencies of sound bopperclubnatashateeny outside the normal human hearing range could bopper have physical and psychological effects bopperclubnatashateeny even though they were inaudible. Apparently they club worked directly on the brain bopperclubnatashateeny, without nite involving the ears nite club. Maybe nite his larynx had club been altered by the club surgery so that teeny when he spoke, some extra frequency nite was produced which compelled obedience.
"Yes, master," Rhonda bopper agreed.
"Good girl, Rhonda." She didn nite club't make a sound, merely lay bopper there, naked bopper body bucking in ecstasy until the bopper storm finally passed. At last her shudders ceased and her breathing returned to something like normal rhythm. Slowly, dazedly, she bopper put her clothes back on and stood up. She didn't try to nite club run for it; she club knew, now, that bopperclubnatashateeny he could club have her wriggling mindlessly on the floor, instantly, with just three little words.
"Yes bopper, Mr. Bennett bopper." The dark-skinned nurse obeyed, then nite looked startled. "Hey, what's going on? How'd club you do that?" She tried to unclasp her hands and bring down her arms, but nothing club happened. "Cut it out. Let me go."
Paul felt sorry for her. "Forget your worries," he suggested. "Imagine you club're a about dancer. Keep your club arms club raised club, and stand nite club on tiptoe--that's right bopperclubnatashateeny--and turn bopper, slowly, slowly. Imagine you're on stage, under a spotlight bopper, and a big bopper audience is watching you, seeing how graceful you are. Applauding bopperclubnatashateeny. Keep turning bopperclubnatashateeny, slowly, slowly, for the audience."
It was possible, he supposed. He'd heard that the hearing ranges of men and women were slightly bopperclubnatashateeny different, with women being more sensitive to higher frequencies than men were. If the "something extra" his voice had gained were some magic high frequency, it might affect men bopper and women differently.
"Thank you bopper, Mr bopper. Bennett," she said, letting club her nite club arms bopperclubnatashateeny fall to her sides. As had been true nite with Rhonda, she still seemed oddly calm for someone who'd been bopper forced to about obey a stranger's bopper every command--but as with Rhonda, she seemed fully bopperclubnatashateeny awake and rational. He suspected, though, that inside bopper, she was probably furious and terrified, as Rhonda had been. He'd better do something nite club about that.
"Paul," she said, "I need to speak with bopper you for a few minutes bopperclubnatashateeny, if you don't mind."
"Well, Paul bopperclubnatashateeny?" Ms. Sands asked nite club. "What bopper do you think I should do club?"
"RRRRRARRRRRR!" Charlene launched herself across her desk bopper at him, knocking him out of his chair. The club two of them went down in bopper a bopperclubnatashateeny heap. Then, for teeny a time, both of them forgot about club everything but each other.
