Women of Friends - Mind Control

**Story is an arc**

Monica Geller had to rush home from work to meet the repair man. She was already running a bit late. There had been an unexpected lunch rush at her restaurant that **** to her stay in the kitchen longer than she would like. As soon as it slowed down, she grabbed her purse and was out the door. Monica was already running late. She could not change and was dressed in her chef's smock and pants and clogs. She did remember to ditch her cap so she would not look ridiculous out in the street. While on the subway, she tied her black hair into a clean bun. It had been a mess under her cap and hairnet. Thankfully the bun was a good enough to keep her hair in order.

She climbed the stairs to her apartment that she shared with her long-time friend Rachel Green to find the repair man outside door. He was a balding man dressed in dark blue work overalls and carried a tool bag with him. He looked at her and smiled as she stepped up to him.

"Sorry I was late, I got stuck at work..." Monica said gesturing herself hoping the uniform would explain enough.

"No worries, I was not waiting long," the repairman said and then extended his hand. "I'm Frank."

"Monica," Monica greeted, taking Frank's hand before she moved past him and unlocked her door. She let Frank enter first and then followed. "The bathroom is that way," she gestured around the corner as she set her purse on her dining room table.

"Got it," Frank said with a nod and moved in that direction. "The work order said the leak is under the sink?" Frank asked from in the bathroom.

"Yeah, it started last night," Monica replied as she opened her fridge and pulled a water bottle from it. The trip from her restaurant back home had perched her throat. She twisted the cap off and took a deep chug of the water.

"Alright, I see it. Looks like it'll be an easy fix," Frank said from the bathroom.

With the half empty water bottle in hand, Monica headed over her bathroom and peered in. Frank was on his knees peering under the sink, his work bag open beside him. "Oh, that's great news...how long do you think it'll take you to fix it?" she asked as she leaned against the door frame and took another sip of water.

Frank eyed the drain pipe on under the sink with his flashlight. "Oh, I don't know..." he said, shining the flashlight about.

Monica was about to take another sip but stopped and looked at Frank, confused. "What do you mean you don't know? You said it was going to be an easy fix." Just then Monica looked into Frank's work bag and saw that it was empty. A chill shot up her back. "Um..." she managed to say as she stepped back from her bathroom.

Before Monica could move any further or did anything else, Frank turned his flashlight at her and flashed her in the face. It was a bright flash that caused Monica to wince and drop her water bottle.

"Wha..." she managed to say as she attempted to bring her hands up to shield her eyes from the intense light. Her hands never made up to her face, they simply fell limp to her sides. Monica's face became blank with her dark eyes unblinking and her lips parted slightly while she stood at loose attention.

"Easier than I thought," Frank said as he turned off his flashlight. It was something of his own invention. It made the powerful bulb of the flashlight of a rare crystal that was said to have mind controlling abilities once the right amount of wattage powered it.

He had first caught sight of Rachel, Monica's roommate, a few months back and became obsess with the honey blonde. After some stalking, he found Monica and started to stalk her, too. Frank found the fact that both women were roommates extremely hot and had fantasies about the pair. As he continued to now stalk both Monica and Rachel, he soon discovered Phoebe Buffay, a skinny blonde woman that really did not match the other two women in hotness but was cute none the less. Phoebe seemed to be their close friend. Frank did not stalk Phoebe but she hung out around Monica and Rachel enough where he also got to know her from a far. The three women were friends with three men, who Frank was not interested in but kept tabs on them in relation to the three women.

Frank had been stalking the women for nearly six months when he perfected his crystal bulb, and knew it was time for some fun. His plan was simple enough. Mess with something in Rachel and Monica's apartment and leave his contact in sight for them to call him for help. He had gained access to their apartment when he had found out where they lived. Frank had actually been through it many times both when neither was home and few times when both women were sound asleep. He had several photos of both Monica and Rachel asleep in their beds. So he entered the night before and messed with their bathroom sink. He left his card on the fridge and Monica called his fake company the next morning.

Monica continued to stare on blankly as Frank circled her. This was not his first time this close to her, but it would be the first time where he would be able to touch her. He took a deep breath before caressing her cheek with the back of his hand. Frank traced her parted lips with his finger before his hand moved south and he groped at her breasts through her smock. Monica's dark eyes continued to stare forward and her body only offered a slight wobble from his touch. His wait was finally over. Monica was all his and soon Rachel and Phoebe would be too.

He stepped back and cleared his throat, "Monica, you are now my ****. You will do everything I ask of you without question or hesitation. Do you understand?"

"I am your ****... I will do everything...without question... or hesitation.... I understand..." Monica replied dreamingly, her face blank and her body still.

"Monica, you will refer to me as master. Do you understand?"

"Yes... master..."

Frank smiled giddily and rubbed his hands together. "Monica strip naked."

"Yes, master..." Monica said and started to unbutton her smock. As she open the smock to reveal a tightly fitted tank underneath, she also stepped out of her cloggs and soon stood in black socks. The smock fell to the floor as she started to peel her tank off next to unmask the simple cotton bra that held her breasts. Once the tank was tossed aside, she started to work on her work pants, opening them up and wiggling her hips as she pushed them south. She had on lacy boy shorts under. Monica kicked away her pants and then balanced herself on a foot as she peeled her socks off. Barefoot, she reached behind her back and unclasped her bra. The straps of the bra slid off her shoulders as its cups fell away from her breasts. Frank watched her breasts jiggle about as her thumbs hooked into the waistband of her panties and she pushed them south.

He could not help his ear to ear grin as Monica kicked away her panties and the dark-haired woman stood fully naked before him. As expected she looked great naked. Her breasts were capped with tan nipples and sat high on chest. Her stomach had a slight bulge to it but still kept her frame slender. Her sex was covered in a neat patch of dark coils. Monica's bare arms and legs carried slim and smooth sexiness to them. Her hair was still in a messy bun which only added to her nudity.

"Monica, you will stand stock still like a store-front dummy but posable like a life-size doll."

"I am a store-front dummy but posable like a doll...yes master..." Monica replied.

Frank stepped up to Monica and moved her arms about. He placed one hand on her hip while the other was behind her head. Her lips were upturned to sport a smirk. He shifted her hips to one side before he stepped back and admired his work. Frank removed his phone from his overalls and snapped a few photos.

Monica was soon posed with her hands under her breasts while she sat on her knees. Her head was leaned back and her face was molded to have a surprised look on it. Frank snaps more photos.

He takes nearly a dozen photos of Monica in different poses when he decides it was time to meet Rachel and Phoebe finally. Frank has Monica first call Phoebe, telling her to drop by for some help with something. She then calls Rachel at work and let her know that she needs to get home to help with the leak.