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?