Enslaving Selena

My name is Jack Jones, and I used to be Selena Gomez's agent.

No, really. It's true. I was her agent for about give years. And a damn good one, too.

So what happened to get me fired? Nothing I did, I assure you. Selena just wanted me fired because I was a 'lazy good-for-nothing', ignoring the fact that I had gotten her some gigs which improved her public reception.

Okay, okay, maybe I had spied on her in her dressing room once....or twice...or four times...but can you blame me? She does have a smoking hot body, and I felt I should get first dibs on it as her agent.

Regardless, this would be the day I finally made her mine. You see, I invented a device that can hypnotize people, and who better to test that on than my old client herself?

I made my way to her house. I hadn't gotten rid of the keys to the place yet, so entering was easy.

I saw her in the backyard, snapping a bikini selfie before she got into her jacuzzi.

I waited until she slipped into the jacuzzi and fell asleep. See, how my device works is that while it can hypnotize people who are looking directly at it, but it worked much better on targets with their eyes closed, as it gave subliminal messages that would shoot directly into the brain.

I snuck out back, careful not to wake Selena. Then I turned the device on. I held it in front of Selena's face as it flashed red lights. She made some mumbling noises for a while, then rested her head on her shoulder, now under my control.

"Selena," I commanded. "Get out of the jacuzzi and turn it off."

She obeyed, turning off her jacuzzi as she stepped onto her back deck, water dripping off her body.

"Now, Selena, when I snap my fingers you will wake up. However, you will obey my every order, even though you don't want to. You will also be unable to do anything that harms me or yourself, and be unable to call the cops on me. As well, if I say 'Trance', you will fall into a mindless trance until I say 'Awake'."

I then woke her up. She gasped when she saw me.

"Jack?!" she screamed, covering herself. "What are you doing here?"

"Stand at attention," I ordered.

Selena's arms snapped to her sides as a look of shock overtook her face.

"Why can't I move my arms?" she asked.

"Because I control you now," I said. "And I'm going to use you to get to your little celebrity friends. But first, refer to me as Master from now on."

"Yeeeeesssss Massstttteerrrr," Selena said, struggling to keep her mouth shut.

I smiled. "We're going to have some fun."