Several Years Later

Molly pov:
The past decade of my life has been stressful. Between working my job and raising my two children, I've had a lot to worry about, and unfortunately Scott's transition wasn't helping.
Sorry, Scarlet, that was the name she had chosen. It's not like I didn't support her going through this, but I couldn't deny how worried I was. Knowing that her future would be filled with people trying to make her fail for no reason other than that she was a bit different. But that wasn't enough for me to stop her from being who she truly was.

I was sitting in the living room watching TV when Bea and Scarlet arrived home from college. Bea was the first to greet me.
"Hey mum, how was work?"

"Ugh, I don't want to think about it. How were your lectures?"

"Boring, I almost fell asleep halfway through."

As Scarlet came through the door I took note of how much she's changed over the past few years. Her blonde hair had grow out and she now wore it back in a ponytail. She had been on hormone therapy for a while now and her breasts were starting to come through, although they were subtle.

"You really should watch the recording, you'll do better if you keep up with the lectures."

"Are you actually lecturing me about lectures sis?"

I smiled. Scarlet really had gotten a lot more confident since embracing her true identity. It helped to ease my concerns about her a bit.

"Well if it's alright with you two I think I'm going to head to bed early. There's left overs in the fridge for dinner."
Scarlet looked at me with a concerned expression.

"Is everything alright mum?"

"Oh yes everything's fine, just feeling stressed from work."

I went upstairs to my room, leaving my two daughters to have dinner by themselves. Before I went to bed I decided to browse through facebook a bit and came across a post from Gloria Brooke, the principle of the high school. She'd been to a new spa that seems to have only opened up a week ago, and according to her it was really good. I thought about it for a second, and realized that a spa treatment was just what I needed right now. I elected to book an appointment for the weekend.

A few days later

Molly's pov:
'Sandra's Spa' is what the place was called. It was a small place downtown, squished between an antique store and a clothing store. It actually seemed quite cosy. Heading on in, I found that there was no one else inside, including at the front desk, so I rang the bell on the counter and waited for a service.

"Just be a moment."

After a few seconds a dark skinned woman who looked a few years older than my kids came from out back.

"Hello, I'm Sandy. Did you have an appointment with us today?"

Sandy? But the name outside said 'Sandra'. It must have just been a nickname.

"Yes, I had a booking for a massage treatment under 'Molly'."

Sandy took a second to check her monitor until she seemed satisfied with the result.
"Yes, Molly. If you'll just follow me."

I followed her out the back to a room that was dimly lit with with a few candles as well as a bit of incense. There was also a single massage bed in the middle of the room. Sandy grabbed a towel out from one of the cupboards and handed it to me.

"Now if you would just like to undress and lie on the bed, I'll send in my apprentice and he will be in with you shortly."

She left me alone in the room. I was a bit surprised to learn that the person giving me my treatment would be a man, I wasn't really sure how I should feel about that. But I figured I should trust that this apprentice would offer appropriate treatment. I removed my clothing and lay face down on the bed, putting the towel over my lower body. After a bit, a young man with dark brown hair and green eyes walks in.

"Hello ma'am, I'm Jason Riley. You had booked a massage treatment is that correct?"

I didn't really think much of him. He seemed friendly enough, but there was something in his eyes. For a split second I thought I saw a sinister glint, but then it was gone.

"Yes that's correct."

"Wonderful. Now, While you receive your treatment I will be playing some tranquil music to help relax your mood."

Jason pulled out his phone and seemingly fiddled with it for a second, before an incredibly relaxing tune started playing from hidden speakers around the room. He hadn't even started yet but thanks to the music I was already feeling relaxed. Just so... incredibly... relaxed...............

Jason pov:
Things were going far better than I had hoped. Scott's mother was already absorbing all of my subliminals into her mind. It took years of practice but I'd finally figured it all out. That busker from years ago had done what he promised and taught me everything he knew.

It started with random girls off the street, compelling them to do simple things like jumping 3 times or throwing some money my way. It quickly became sexual as I learnt to make women strip themselves before me and pleasure my dick. It wasn't long before I lost my virginity. But those were all temporary, while I could compel them to do anything in the short term, I would either have to make them forget, or make them unable to tell anyone about me. I wanted to completely dominate people's minds and make them my permanent slaves.

Just then Sandy came into the room.
"The store is closed, no one should interrupt you."

"Good girl Sandy."
She blushed at my praise for her.

"Thank you Daddy~"

Sandy was actually my step sister, and my first successful attempt at fully corrupting someone. Sandy, or rather Sandra, used to hate me and wanted nothing to do with me at all. I had always thought she was pretty hot, and I figured that the spa she wanted to start would be the perfect way to corrupt more women. After sneaking some speakers into her room and playing them at night, she had slowly but surely twisted and changed to suit my will. Eventually I decided to give her a new name to fit her new life, and thus Sandy Cocksleave was born. My cold step sister now an obedient **** to my cock.

I looked over to Molly to check on her progress. She seemed to be completely lost in the music. Now it was time to get to work.