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Gemna at the Mesmer Club - Chapter 1 Part 3
It was late afternoon when the phone in the lounge rang. It was Veronica.
VERONICA: Can you come down to my studio for a bit? I'm wrapping up my fist session of Gemna's training and it would be helpful if you were here for the grand finale.
THE MESMER: Of course. I'll be right down.
I took the elevator to Veronica's studio. Some afternoons, she would use it for cabaret or dance rehearsals with the girls. Today, she appeared to be using it for bondage and brainwashing. Molly and Katherine were on their knees with their arms behind their backs. Gemna was fastened to a St. Andrew's Cross. They were all wearing white leather doll cuffs and collars, black latex gloves, black latex thigh highs, copious amounts of oil and nothing else. Veronica had them so deep in trance that they seemed completely unaware that I'd entered the room. Veronica was in her standard doll uniform. I wondered how long she'd been at this today.
VERONICA: Thank you for coming. If you'd like to undress and take a seat, they'll be ready for you in just a moment.
I slipped out of my suit and sat down on the black chesterfield Veronica had positioned facing the girls. They were still totally unaware of anything but the mantras Veronica had the chanting.
VERONICA: Again.
THE GIRLS: Good girls love being mindless objects. Good girls can only think about sucking their Master's cock. Nothing feels as good as sucking Master's cock.
Molly and Katherine wore wrist and leg cuffs, but they weren't restrained. They were kneeling in obedience. Veronica had put them through some form of this routine countless times before. Sometimes on stage in front of a packed house. Gemna, on the other hand, was new to this. She had her arms and legs bound to the cross.
VERONICA: Once more as you feel the words control every inch of your body.
THE GIRLS: Good girls love being mindless objects. Good girls can only think about sucking their Master's cock. Nothing feels as good as sucking Master's cock.
VERONICA: Enough. When I snap my fingers, you'll find yourselves wide awake and powerless to resist today's lesson.
She snapped her fingers. Molly and Katherine took a few seconds to come out of their daze. They became aware of me sitting on the couch in front of them and instinctively started to struggle against their restraints. The instant they realized there was nothing actually holding them back, they pounced. Gemna, however, was very much restrained and was having much more difficulty shaking her dazed state.
In a soft and soothing voice, Veronica teased her verbally as she teased Gemna's body with a gloved hand.
VERONICA: Are you a good girl, Gemna?
Gemna had no ability respond. She pulled helplessly again the cross and watched vacantly as Molly and Katherine took turns applying their lesson.
VERONICA: What are you thinking, Gemna? Do good girls think? What do you want right now? Can you tell me? Would a good girl use her mouth to talk?
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Gemna at the Mesmer Club - Chapter 1 Part 2
Evelyn had a private lingerie boutique connected the the lobby that we called "The Coat Check". Some of Evelyn's dolls would occasionally intercept our more modestly dressed guests as they came through the lobby and "persuade" them to dress in something a little more risque. Sometimes a lot more risque. When I stopped in to chat with Evelyn, she was almost done dressing a very entranced Gemna in something a lot more risque.
EVELYN: You're doing great, Gemna. This suits you much better than that boring office blouse you wore in here. Good girls feel so much better when they're showing off their bodies.
GEMNA: ... So much better...
EVELYN: Good girls love to be used like an empty-headed mannequin.
GEMNA: Empty-headed mannequin...
EVELYN: That's right. We'll do all of your thinking for you. You can just spend your night floating around in the bliss of having your body perfectly curated by skilled professionals. Have a look!
Evelyn gestured toward one of the mirrors. Gemna slowly focused enough to take in her own reflection.
GEMNA: I'm... I'm almost naked?
The surprise seemed strong enough to pull her out of Evelyn's trance. Evelyn gave her a swift, playful smack on the ass and Gemna melted back into a blissed-out daze. We all realized very quickly that the easiest way to control Gemna was to spank her.
EVELYN: Good girls are so aroused by being mindless, half-naked mannequins.
GEMNA: ... So... Aroused...
Evelyn spun her around on the fitting platform then rearranged Gemna's thong as high on her hips as it would ride before smoothing out the fabric of her dress. I leaned on a mirror, sipped my drink and didn't interrupt.
EVELYN: These masks we wear originated as part of Il Carnevale di Venezia. Revelers used the anonymity to subvert ridiculous social structures in pursuit of pleasure. Admirable. Inspiring. Fashion has power, Gemna. It can control how we think and feel. You're going to experience that power tonight. Anonymity from others is a start, but you're feeling anonymity from yourself. You're going to forget everything you know about Gemna the mousey secretary. All of her worries and insecurities and petty hang-ups are none of your concern. You're going to meet the Gemna you're seeing in the mirror. We're all going to meet her. The girl that's so turned on by being a half-naked mannequin that she's struggling not to cum. Maybe she wants to make everyone else as horny as she is. Step down from the fitting platform and let's go learn about her.
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