The Morning After

Alex smiled with amusement as he carefully extracted himself from between his two new playthings. He wasn’t sure how long it would take for the chemical he had created to run its course from their bodies but the fact that they were snuggled up to him this morning indicated an increase of independent thought. Pulling his covers over their nude forms, he casually pulled on some boxers and sweatpants and padded downstairs.

Megan and Cheyanne were lounging glassy eyed in front of the television, watching a DVD from Alex’s private collection. Like many young men Alex had a collection of pornography, most of which catered to his hypnofetish. The one the girls were watching was a tongue in cheek tale of a nerdy lesbian who used her technical know-how to hypnotize a series of girls with a flashing light show and then alter their sexual orientation. Though a single repetition of the scene was unlikely to do anything, the luckless heroine had a dozen different girls enthralled throughout the course of a single viewing, and Alex had set it to repeat. By the time the drug burned out of their systems, if his step sister and her Nubian friend weren’t lesbians, they would definitely be curious.

Alex stopped in the kitchen long enough to start a pot of coffee and grab the cordless phone as he ducked out the back door. As he dialed the hospital with one hand he plunged the hand holding his amulet into the jacuuzi. He watched with amusement as the glowing sapphire dimmed as he reversed the enchantment, returning it to a normal hot tub as he spoke with the attending nurse. Pops, it turned out, had passed on shortly before midnight. Alex gave his thanks and hung up, mildly annoyed that he had been unable to learn anything more about his new windfall and wishing, not for the first time, that he had an instruction manual.

Although, despite not having one, nothing was stopping him from creating his own. “Perhaps at the very least a record of what I’ve done, that can be found for when the amulet inevitably outlasts me.” He mused aloud. This however raised the issue of just how to create that record without drawing undo attention to himself and his activities, a problem that he gnawed on as he returned to his room and watched his two little queens cuddle together. “Where could I safely store the memoirs of a mind controller?” He mumbled before staring at his computer before grinning like a loon.

Alex was rather fond of Poe’s story “The Purloined Letter” and the concept of hiding something in plain sight. Also, some people say that if you need to hide a leaf, then use a forest. Alex felt that combining the two principles was the obvious solution to his dilemma. He would hide his record of the amulet in a place where no one would believe it, an archive of fictional mind control stories.

Grinning, he slid into the computer chair grinning at the simple brilliance of it. With some properly changed names and descriptors no one would ever think that the events he was describing were real, though he thought about using the amulet to make doubly sure. And the fact that those same stories would give him more inspiration was an added bonus.

Alex logged so much time in his chronicle of the amulet and the old man who had gifted it to him, that he was rather surprised when Sun Yi wrapped herself silently around him. “Wha’cha doin’?”

Alex jumped a mile in his skin as he glanced over his shoulder. “I’m writing an erotic mind control story.”

“Sounds soooo hot.” The lithe Asian purred. “Can I read it?”

“Not until it’s done and submitted to the site.” Alex replied. “But if you’re into that sort of thing, I know a few places.”

“Ye dinnae say?” Shannah’s Irish brogue was more pronounced before she fell asleep or properly woke up, though Alex was curious if it would come out when she was entranced. Moving like a cat she poured herself off the bed and into Alex’s lap as Sun Yi molded herself neatly between them. “Can ye show us?”

And show them he did. Story archives, film clips both live action and animated, manipulated and captioned photos, anything to stir their shared fetish. Finally Alex took their glazed eyes and glistening thighs as a sign that their overstimulated minds could hold no more. “So I guess you ladies aren’t interested in my video collection?”

“Movies?” Sun Yi perked up. Alex nodded and gently shifted his girls off so he could stand and start rummaging around various points in his room.

“Rachel really hates my fetish.” He said as he pulled three or four DVD cases from each spot before making three stacks with a dozen movies each. “She goes on and on about how it’s an unrealistic immoral depiction of a verified therapeutic technique. She’s tried everything she can to make me lose interest like I’m one of the ‘deviants’ she faces on her couch. I’m pretty sure she’d destroy these if she knew I had them hence why I hide them all over. I don’t trust her not to search my room, and I’d hate to lose my whole collection.”

“Sounds like a bitch.” Sun Yi giggled as they began to sort through the presented collection.

“I like it better when she’s out.” Alex confirmed. “At least Nutmeg is too smart to just swallow everything mommy tells her. Rachel’s outnumbered and she knows better than to overtly push it.”

“That doesn’t mean she’s above taking cheap shots.” Shannah murmured as she held up a DVD. “This looks good.”

“Ah, the piano teacher is the dom who hypnotizes her students with the metronome.” Alex explained. “Wanna watch?”

The girls nodded anxiously. “We can put them away for you.” Shannah said as Sun Yi nodded like a bobblehead.

“All right. Let’s prove your eye for detail.” Alex ducked down and grabbed an empty case from the table. “I’ll be back with this one and some refreshments. Dazzle me.”

Alex heard a couple of lovely giggles as he descended the stairs again. As he stopped once more in the living room he found Megan and Cheyanne still sprawled on the couch, but now deeply asleep loosely holding each other’s hands. With the barest whisper of noise he ejected his disc and turned off the entertainment center, leaving them to their confusion on awakening. Part of him wished he could stay and watch the fun when they awoke but he realized he had a more fulfilling scenario waiting in his room. With that in mind he grabbed a six pack of soda from the fridge, retrieved the abandoned suits from the hot tub and tossed them into the dryer. Giving a nod as he locked the doors and set the alarm system, he hurried back up the stairs to enjoy his movie date.