Lucy seems like a good choice.

As I returned to my room following my insemination of Enora, I began to plan out how to enslave Lucy, my fourth and final **** for the foreseeable future. I knew that she ate dinner with the rest of the volleyball team from about 6 to 7 pm, which posed a problem for me. I wouldn't be able to approach her at dinner, since the rest of her team would get involved, and I couldn't approach her afterwards, since I had work at a restaurant downtown, and my supervisor was an old, stuck-up man called Mr. O'Neils. If I was late, he'd chew me out and possibly even fire me. So I had to either catch her as she was headed to dinner and delay her long enough for her friends to leave the two of us alone, or I had to find her after I finished my work for the night. While the second option was less risky, I had no idea where to find her after work. She could be hanging out anywhere on campus, or even off campus. Intercepting her before dinner it would be, then.

I headed over to Main, waiting for 6:00 PM when volleyball practice would end, idly scanning the path between the gym and the cafeteria so I wouldn't miss her. Eventually, I spotted her, heading towards the cafeteria with the rest of the volleyball team. I packed up quickly, then headed outside towards them, palming the pendulum in my hand so that I could make my move as quickly as possible. As I passed them by, I lightly bumped into Lucy, and then looked over at her.

"Oh my goodness! Lucy! It's so long, how are you doing?"

She stopped, confusion flashing over her face as she struggled to remember who I was. "It's good to see you too, James." She turned to catch up with her friends.

Shit. I need to stop her.

"Actually, I've been working on a magic trick, if you'd like to see?"

She shook her head, "I'd love to, but I really need to get going."

I grabbed her wrist, "Really, it'll only take a minute."

She wrenched her wrist out of my hand and turned to face me, anger written plainly on her face. Gotcha.

I lifted up the pendulum, and began to swing it in front of her. Immediately, her eyes lost their focus and instead began tracking the pendulum.

_There we go. _I spared a quick look over to see if her friends were coming back for her, but it looked as if they thought that I was someone she knew. Finally, the two minutes were up. Her eyes snapped back to my face.

"What the hell was that?"

"Oh, nothing. However, I am going to need you not to tell anyone about that, okay? And when you don't think anyone else can hear, call me sir, all right?"

She opened her mouth to object, then I used the power of the hypnosis. She nodded mutely, then looked around, checking to see if there was anyone within earshot.

"Yes, sir."

"Good girl. Now, go have fun with your friends! I imagine you all have a lot to talk about."

She hurried off, racing to catch up with the other volleyball girls as I eyed her ass. _Perfect. _I'd gotten all four of the people that I wanted to enslave for now, and I still had time left before midnight. I followed the girls into the cafeteria to grab a bite, staying a respectful distance away. I was a Mindslaver, but that didn't mean I didn't have manners.

Dinner and work went along uneventfully. Mr O'Neils was an ass, but I couldn't do anything about him yet. Yet. He would be definitely getting his comeuppance eventually, though. And when it happened, I would savor every bit. Turn him into a limp-dicked cuck to help clean my other slaves? Change him into a woman and use her as a breeding hole? Or make him lactate and then make a farm that sold his milk as a way to make money? I spent the rest of my work time coming up with increasingly over-the-top ways of enacting retribution on him, silently cackling as I did.

As I headed back to my room to turn in for the night, I thought about whether I should invite over Enora for some more fun time tonight. She'd been a wonderful fuck earlier, and I wouldn't mind a repeat. I swung by her room, and noticed that the sign on her door said that she was out somewhere on campus. Damn. It would be a good idea to get her phone number at some point, but in the meantime, I'd have to get used to disappointment.

I smiled. Not for long, though.