Tiffany?

"Who? The fuck! Are you?" You say, slowly and deliberately.

"My name is George Anderson." He gestures to Kelly. "This is-"

"Kelly Monroe." She interrupts him without looking up. "Not whatever the stupid app said it was." She turns and smiles a little. George continues to speak.

"I'm Tiffany's ex." It dawns on you that Tiffany has also been mind fucked, making five of Chris's victims, six if you count Morgan, that you know about. There must've been some kind of collateral damage, getting Morgan and Tiffany to rearrange their lives so suddenly once Chris was released. As his main henchbitches, they were probably at his beck and call and he wouldn't tolerate any annoying intrusions from other men in their lives. Your mother was single. She had been easier to influence without anyone noticing. You feel a pang of guilt as you realize the part you play in that. George continues through your epiphany. "I love Tiffany, we were going to get married, we'd known eachother for years. Then one day, out of the blue, no warning at all, she calls me and breaks it off. Says she has another guy's cock in her mouth and sucks him off right there on the same call." Kelly finishes whatever she was doing and turns to you, leaning on the table.

"It's not the cleanest break he could've had her make but hey, he just got out of prison, he was clearly thinking with his dick." George shoots her a disapproving glance before continuing.

"Yeah, anyway, I knew something was up, obviously. I tried calling, I drove over to her place, I waited outside her work, but couldn't get through. Then about a week later she retains the services of one Angela Palmer, your mother, an attorney I know she can't afford, who files for a restraining order against me. I'm fucked, right? What am I supposed to tell them? My fiancé broke it off with me so I stalked her because I think she's being manipulated by this man named Chris who I don't know, who's dick she sucked after she left me? None of it sounds particularly convincing." A silence hangs in the air for a moment. You're staring intently at George whose story sounds chillingly familiar. Kelly breaks the silence.

"Did she give you these?" She holds up and shakes the little unlabeled bottle Morgan gave you.

"Yeah." You answer.

"What'd she say they were for?" Kelly says with a grin.

"She said it was a sedative, to calm me down." You leave out the details of your mother and your feelings for her. And how you were supposed to take them whenever you worried you were too horny to control yourself around her dirty laundry.

"Ha!" Kelly lets out a hearty laugh at that. "These certainly would not calm anyone down. They would've upped your sensitivity to everything, sound, touch, taste, smell, everything. Probably meant to facilitate some further plan of hers, unless she just wanted to get you fucked up. Cheaper options there though." Kelly shrugs and puts the pills away in her bag. George speaks again, causing you to turn back to him.

"What does Chris want from you? Kelly's told me more or less how he's doing it. Fuckin sci-fi magic that no one would believe if they didn't know what we know. Great. Why does he have it out for you so fuckin bad, he brainwashed your therapist, her PA—my fiancé, and your mother apparently? Was it all just to get to you to brainwash you?" His questions perplex you for a moment. You're not sure how to explain your relationship with Chris at this point.

"I umm... Yes, sort of..." You stutter at first and take a deep breath to calm yourself and collect your thoughts. Kelly and George wait patiently for you to continue. "Chris and I went to school together. He was a psycho, a fuckin sadist. He abused me for years and I finally ratted him out to the principal for selling pot his senior year."

"He was 18? I suppose he went to prison then?" George

"Yeah, he got five years but was paroled recently and that's when all this started I guess." You gesture around aimlessly with your hand as you try to think of a way to explain what Chris is up to with you that's not too mortifying to tell. Paradoxically you recall your time with Morgan before even though you now know she was an insane sex freak who got off on hearing about your suffering. Your thoughts turn next to the conversation they tried to erase, your first new visit with Morgan. "Umm they said Chris met Morgan in prison, some kind of volunteer counselling thing. She's the one who taught him how to do it." Kelly chuckles a little.

"Yeah that sounds like her. Sick fuck probably hoped she'd run into some depraved shit, or maybe she wanted to meet Chris specifically..." Kelly trails off and a thoughtful look appears on her face. George continues.

"Yeah I figured as much, before Kelly confirmed it. I did some digging into Chris and couldn't fathom how he could get hold of these ****, or produce them, nor could I figure out how he knows about the sequences, the lights he uses. It's all cutting edge shit, top secret some of it, he's not exactly a fuckin brain surgeon. And it's just **** on you he wants? For snitching?"

"I mean... I guess it's not just that. He does want to brainwash me and everyone I know or care about to be his I don't know... sex slaves? He said he wanted to turn me into some kind of femboy or some shit."

"What the fuck?" George shakes his, head. He knew sex was part of it, but didn't really grasp how depraved Chris was. You continue.

"He said it wasn't to get even, he didn't think I really deserved it. He said he just likes torturing me. He likes torturing anyone probably, but he really likes doing it to me I guess and the **** part just makes it better for him I bet... Supposedly he's trying to own a gym too, I guess he has real ambitions on top of fucking my whole life."

"That all checks out." Kelly cuts in once more. "Sex fiend, sadist, psycho, built like a greek god. That's definitely a type for her. I guess she's just finally let herself go." Kelly gets another wistful look on her face. "Maybe it's love." She says with a twisted grin.

"Ok, so you're Tiffany's ex." You point to George. "Who the fuck are you?" You say, turning to Kelly. "How do you know all this shit? Why could you order me around just like Morgan and Mom can? How did you knock me out earlier?" Kelly snaps in before you can ask more questions.

"In reverse order, I used a post hypnotic trigger phrase implanted by the crazy witch, I could compel you because you're easy..." she giggles a little, totally ignoring how inappropriate a time it is to joke about anything, much less how subby you are. She calms down and continues. "And also because you were conditioned to follow the orders of women and Chris, simplifies things for your brainwashers if you just have to obey all women who are domineering over you. I know all this shit, and how to counteract it because..." She hesitates, considering her words carefully. "I used to do this kind of stuff for a living? Yeah. With less crazy sex... some crazy sex but not near this much." She smiles trying for disarming and landing right on creepy as fuck. You realize you had no idea just how deep in with scary people you are at this point and give a little gulp. Kelly looks at George for a moment. "As far as who I am..." She turns back to you. "I guess I'm Morgan's ex."