Later on, Kitten Girl awakens in what appears to be a small prison cell. A guard — a policewoman — stands outside.

“Where am I?” sleepily inquires Kitten Girl.

“Oh, so you’re finally awake,” says the policewoman. “Good, you’ve got some questions to answer.”

She opens the cell and puts handcuffs on Kitten Girl.

“What’s going on?” asks a frightened Kitten Girl. “What did I do?”

“Just come with me, Miss Innocent,” demands the policewoman.

She leads Kitten Girl into an interrogation room and sits her down in a small metal chair. There are several other policewomen in the room, their uniforms surprisingly tight and revealing.

“Now,” begins the policewoman. “For starters, you will call me ‘Officer Candy.’”

“Yes, Officer Candy,” replies Kitten Girl.

“Good,” says Candy, an oddly young and nubile policewoman. “Now that the pleasantries are out of the way, you’re affiliated with one ‘Mistress Misty,’ right?”

“Um, she’s my Mistress,” states Kitten Girl. “Is she here?”

“I’m asking the questions,” Candy comments. “You of course knew that she’s been kidnapping and brainwashing girls for some time now, right?”

“Yes,” responds Kitten Girl, lowering her gaze in sadness. “I’m one of her victims.”

“Oh are you?” Candy remarks. “I hear she took quite a liking to you. In fact, she told me that you kidnapped and brainwashed most of the girls.”

“No, that’s not true!” replies a shocked Kitten Girl. “I’m her slave! I would never do that to someone! Oh, please, please tell me what’s going on.”

“Misty has been arrested,” confirms Candy. “Her harem has been shut down and her slaves freed, save for the ones who committed criminal offenses, like robbing banks, for example.”

“But that wasn’t their fault, Mistress Misty made them do it!” whines Kitten Girl.

“Oh, please,” says Candy, rolling her eyes. “So what, they were hypnotized and that gets them off the hook? Hypnotized or not, they still committed the crime. Now back to you, how many girls did you kidnap and brainwash for this ‘Mistress’ of yours?”

“I never kidnapped anyone,” sobs Kitten Girl.

“Do you honestly expect me to believe that she ran that harem on her own?” queries Candy.

“Please, Officer Candy,” begs a crying Kitten Girl. “Please believe me, I’m one of her slaves! I’m her puppet! That’s all I am to her! She hypnotized me and brainwashed me and used me for sex!”

Kitten Girl breaks down and sobs uncontrollably.

“The tears are a nice touch,” comments Candy. “But aside from that you’re giving a very weak performance. Let’s see how willing to talk you are after spending a few hours in the holding cell with some of the other girls we’ve arrested.”

“They made some nice comments about you,” says one of the other policewomen. “As soon as they saw us bring you in, they couldn’t stop talking about what they’d like to do to you.”

Candy pulls Kitten Girl out of the room and takes her to the holding cell.

“Please, let me go!” cries Kitten Girl. “I’m a victim! Please don’t do this to me!”

Kitten Girl is put inside the holding cell with several other lusty girls.

“Have fun,” Candy says sinisterly as she walks away.

Kitten Girl recognizes many of the girls in the cell. A lot of them are slaves of Mistress Misty’s. One girl, Michelle actually, gently grabs Kitten Girl’s collar and slowly pulls her close.

“Look at you in that cat girl costume,” Michelle says to Kitten Girl. “I’ve been thinking about you a lot in here.”

Michelle traces a knuckle down Kitten Girl’s tummy. Another girl, one Kitten Girl doesn’t know, grabs her by the arm.

“Hey, let’s just-” begins the girl, tugging somewhat on Kitten Girl’s arm.

“No!” snaps Michelle. “We’re not gonna hurt her! It’s okay. She’ll do what we tell her. Won’t you, Kitten Girl?”

Kitten Girl, clearly scared, rapidly nods “yes.”

“See?” Michelle says to the other girl, and then turns back to Kitten Girl and strokes the side of her face saying, “You’re a good little girl, aren’t you?”

“Yes, ma’am,” complies Kitten Girl, tears still rolling down her cheeks.

“Now take off your bra and your panties,” commands Michelle. “It’s okay, we’ll be very gentle with you.”

Kitten Girl slowly removes her bra and panties. The other girls in the cell are getting excited. One girl takes Kitten Girl’s clothes away from her as she takes them off and throws them into the corner of the cell. Everyone in the cell stares at Kitten Girl’s now naked body.

“Okay,” says Michelle. “We’ll start off slow. Everyone will kiss and fondle Kitten Girl. One kiss each, make it a good one. We’ll see where this goes afterward. I’ll start.”

Michelle sensuously walks up to Kitten Girl and embraces her. She traces Kitten Girl’s back with the forefinger of her right hand and fondles Kitten Girl’s bare bottom with her left. Gazing deeply into Kitten Girl’s eyes, Michelle leans in and fully French kisses Kitten Girl for about a minute and a half. Thin strands of saliva connect the two girls’ mouths as Michelle slowly pulls away after the kiss. After Michelle, another girl gets a turn, then another, and another. Every girl in the cell gets to give Kitten Girl a long, deep, moist, soft kiss. The girls also fondle Kitten Girl, running their hands up and down her body. Some girls even slide their hands in between Kitten Girl’s thighs for a few seconds. Afterward, Kitten Girl is made to orally service each girl. Kitten Girl submissively gets down on her knees and gently laps her tongue between the thighs of every girl in the cell. They all receive intense pleasure from Kitten Girl, who meekly does as she’s told like a good girl. After Kitten Girl is finished servicing the last girl in the cell, Officer Candy walks in and takes Kitten Girl out of holding.

“Okay, I think you’ve been in there long enough,” says Candy, putting the handcuffs back on Kitten Girl, leading her back to the interrogation room, and sitting her back down in the metal chair. “So how’d you enjoy it in there?”

Kitten Girl sobs.

Candy smirks. “Okay, from what we’ve seen in the holding cell, I’m beginning to think that maybe you are innocent. You’re surprisingly meek and submissive for someone who’d kidnap and brainwash girls.”

“Am I free to go then?” asks Kitten Girl, wiping her tears.

“Actually,” says Candy. “We want to be really sure you’re innocent, so we’re gonna inject you with a truth serum. Several, actually. And then we’ll hypnotize you for good measure.”

One of the policewomen approaches Kitten Girl with a small syringe.

“No, wait, please,” whines Kitten Girl, cringing. “I don’t like needles.”

“This won’t hurt,” assures Candy. “The needle is very small and is designed in a way that you won’t even feel it.”

The policewoman injects the truth serum into Kitten Girl’s forearm.

“Ow,” reacts Kitten Girl.

“Are you telling me that that tiny needle hurt you?” remarks Candy.

“It kinda hurt,” replies Kitten Girl.

“Yeah, sure,” says Candy. “It’s all in your mostly empty head. Do you feel the effects of the truth serum?”

“I feel strange, ma’am,” responds Kitten Girl, looking dazed. “I desire to obey you.”

Candy, baffled, turns to the policewoman who injected Kitten Girl. “What did you give her?”

“It’s a truth serum,” informs the policewoman.

“You’re sure it’s not a mind control drug?” questions Candy.

“Well, a truth serum basically is a mind control drug,” states the policewoman. “But the effects are only supposed to make her tell the truth, not turn her into a slave. I suppose her all-out submission after being injected is only because she already has an extremely weak will and mind. I mean, I guess that’s possible.”

Candy shrugs and turns back to Kitten Girl. “So, you wanna obey me, do you?”

“Yes, ma’am,” Kitten Girl says in a groggy voice. “I am your slave. Please command me and I will obey.”

Candy walks over to Kitten Girl and tickles her under her chin. “You’re gonna answer all my questions, right, Kitten Girl?”

“Yes, ma’am,” replies Kitten Girl. “I obey you.”

Candy proceeds to ask the same questions over again. Kitten Girl, in her drugged state, provides basically the same answers.

“Okay, let’s try different drugs,” says Candy.

Kitten Girl is drugged thoroughly by injections, pills, and ingestible liquids. The drugs range from various truth serums to drugs that completely rob a person of their free will. Every time Kitten Girl is questioned she gives the same answers. Finally, mostly for fun, Candy decides to use hypnosis on Kitten Girl. Candy pulls out a locket which is hanging between her breasts, and slowly sways it before Kitten Girl’s eyes.

“Okay, Kitten Girl,” Candy tells her captive. “Your free will is dissolving. You find it impossible to think for yourself. All you can do is mindlessly follow my orders.”

“I cannot think for myself,” responds Kitten Girl. “I will mindlessly follow your orders.”

And once again, Candy asks the same series of questions with Kitten Girl providing the same answers.

“Oh, I guess she was telling the truth after all,” confirms Candy. “Whoops.”

“What will we do with her now?” asks a policewoman.

“Well, we’ll deprogram her and place back into society,” informs Candy. “But let’s have some fun with her first.”

Candy tickles Kitten Girl under her chin again.

“We don’t usually get an opportunity like this,” says Candy as she sits in Kitten Girl’s lap and kisses her.

“Will she remember this?” asks a policewoman.

Candy pauses kissing Kitten Girl for a moment. “We’ll simply erase her memory of ever being at this police station,” she says before resuming kissing Kitten Girl.

Some time later, Kitten Girl awakens in a bed she’s unfamiliar with. There’s a conservatively-dressed (albeit quite attractive) woman waiting by the bed. This woman has long red hair and green eyes.

“Hello there,” she cheerfully says to the now awake Kitten Girl.

“Where am I?” asks Kitten Girl, sitting up in bed.

“This is your new home,” states the woman. “I’m Marlene, by the way. This home was provided for you by the police. You’ve been deprogrammed and are now free of Mistress Misty, who’s in jail now.”

Kitten Girl feels around her neck. To her joy she finds that the collar is now gone. Kitten Girl also notices that she’s wearing pajamas that cover her entire body.

“I’m really free?” inquires Kitten Girl.

“That’s right,” says Marlene. “And you have a new job too. You’re a model.”

“Oh,” responds Kitten Girl. “I don’t have to wear anything revealing, do I?”

“No, not at all,” informs Marlene. “The pictures will be for a department store magazine and are to be very tasteful. In fact, the photographer wants to use you for the winter clothing line. You’ll be wearing mainly ski pants and heavy winter coats and the like.”

“Oh, that’s such a relief,” says Kitten Girl. “Hey, can I go back to being called ‘Katherine?’”

“Absolutely, Katherine,” Marlene happily replies.

“It’s nice having my name back,” says Katherine. “I’m so tired of having to take my clothes off as well as having to wear revealing outfits. I don’t even want to think about — you know — s-e-x.”

“Considering what you’ve had to deal with, I don’t blame you,” says Marlene. “And besides, this is a special village for females only. There are no boys here.”

“Oh, well, I was hoping to see boys again,” comments Katherine. “I mean, I don’t mind the idea of perhaps going out on a date, maybe even holding hands with a boy.”

“Well, maybe if you make enough money as a model, you can move to a town that has boys,” suggests Marlene.

“By the way,” says Katherine. “What happened to all the other girls at the harem? You told me that Mistress Misty is in jail, but what about the others?”

“Some are in jail with her for bank robbing and kidnapping,” confirms Marlene. “Some are in different towns getting on with their lives.”

“Oh,” remarks Katherine. “I made a few friends with some of them.”

“Well, right now it’s best not to contact anyone from the harem,” states Marlene. “They, and you, should move on. And on that note, you should probably get back to sleep. You begin modeling tomorrow and really need your rest.”

Marlene gently places her hand on Katherine’s forehead and carefully pushes her back down into bed. Katherine offers no resistance. Marlene then sits on the bed beside Katherine and pulls the blankets down somewhat.

“Here, I know how to relax you,” Marlene says as she softly pulls up Katherine’s pajama shirt and tugs her PJ pants down a bit, exposing Katherine’s tummy.

“You won’t tickle me, will you?” asks Katherine, somewhat worried.

“No, I won’t tickle you,” assures Marlene. “Don’t worry. I’m just going to relax you.”

Marlene places her right hand on Katherine’s tummy and softly rubs her there. She moves her hand in slow circles over Katherine’s stomach. Marlene looks down at Katherine, locking eyes with her.

“This feels good, doesn’t it?” Marlene says persuasively, keeping constant eye contact with Katherine.

“Yeah, it’s so soothing,” Katherine sleepily responds, looking up into Marlene’s sensual green eyes.

Katherine can’t look away from Marlene’s eyes. They almost seem to glitter in the dimly lit bedroom. Marlene’s rubbing of Katherine’s tummy deeply relaxes her. Marlene’s soft words constantly suggest to Katherine to relax and sleep.

“You have very nice eyes,” says Katherine. “And your voice is so soft and soothing. And the way you rub my tummy is very relaxing.”

Katherine then yawns.

“Thank you, Katherine,” replies Marlene. “You’re a very good girl. And right now you so very much need to just relax — and sleep.”

“I want to keep looking into your eyes,” Katherine comments, almost begging.

“You can look into my eyes tomorrow,” Marlene says. “And I’ll rub your tummy again, too. But you need to sleep, Katherine. Shut your eyes and sleep.”

Katherine continually takes longer, deeper breaths. Her eyes blink and blink and finally shut. Katherine’s head turns to her right a bit as she falls deeply asleep. Marlene gently pulls Katherine’s blankets up over her body and leaves her to sleep soundly.

Katherine wakes up the next day at the sound of Marlene repeatedly snapping her fingers.

“C’mon, Kathy, wake up,” cheerfully says Marlene while snapping her fingers before Katherine’s face.

Katherine blinks a few times and sits up in bed.

“How are you feeling?” asks Marlene.

“Mmm, really good,” replies Katherine. “I feel refreshed.”

“That’s good to hear,” comments Marlene. “Go get dressed and I’ll make you some breakfast. After you eat, I’ll take you over to the modeling studio.”

So Katherine gets up and gets dressed. No more skimpy costumes for her, now she wears clothes that cover her entire body. She puts on her underwear, her socks, a white, long-sleeved, button-down shirt, a sweater vest over the shirt, and a long, pleated skirt that goes down to her ankles.

Okay, good, thinks Katherine. I never want to wear revealing clothes again. This covers my body pretty well.

Katherine then eats her breakfast, which she quite enjoys, and Marlene drives her over to her first day of work. The actual job can hardly be called “work,” as the photographer takes it very easy on Katherine. She only requests that Katherine pose for a few winter clothes pictures and then Katherine is allowed to sit and watch TV or snack for most of the day. After the shoot, Marlene drives Katherine home, gives her some money for a pizza, and tells her she’ll be by later to see how she’s doing.

“Okay, before you go,” Katherine says to Marlene. “There’s something I saw on TV today that worried me.”

“I think I know what it is,” responds Marlene.

“I saw a news report about the Bikini Girl DVDs,” informs Katherine. “They were talking about these underground DVDs and saying they’re really popular.”

“Yes, I’ve heard all about that,” Marlene assures. “I’m sorry to say this, but anyone can get a hold of them. Some people have even put the content up for free on the internet.”

“So, so anyone can see me that way?” asks Katherine, tears welling up in her eyes. “I thought that was behind me.”

“I’m so sorry, Kat,” says Marlene. “But I’m afraid that it’s too widely spread and will probably never go away.”

Katherine begins to cry.

“Don’t cry, Katherine,” Marlene says soothingly while giving Katherine a hug. “I have some business to finish up and then I’ll come by later and make you feel better, okay?”

“Okay,” Katherine says while wiping her tears.

Marlene gives Katherine a kiss on her forehead and leaves, promising to be back as soon as possible. Katherine decides to sit on her couch and watch some television before ordering her pizza. A sitcom is playing — a really stupid sitcom. The plot involves some kind of misunderstanding that rapidly builds into a major problem for the main character. Of course, this sort of situation could have been avoided if any one of the characters had even an ounce of common sense or intelligence. Katherine laughs at this like it’s the funniest thing she’s ever seen.

“Uh oh! I’ve been there before!” laughs Katherine.

After the show, Katherine orders her pizza. After the pizza, Katherine is feeling much better and has almost forgotten about the underground DVDs. Suddenly, her telephone rings.

“Hello?” she says sweetly into the phone after picking it up.

“Why don’t you watch channel sixty-nine, Kitten Girl?” suggests a familiar-sounding voice.

Katherine feels strange as she hears this. She doesn’t understand why.

“Yes, I’ll do that,” responds Katherine in somewhat of a monotone.

Katherine hangs up the phone and switches her television to channel sixty-nine. There’s a news report playing. The one reporting is Officer Candy, now an anchorwoman for some reason. Katherine doesn’t know who the anchorwoman is because Candy had hypnotically erased Katherine’s memory at the police station before.

“In entertainment news, the four-disc set of the infamous Mistress Misty’s TV series The Adventures of Bikini Girl continue to sell surprisingly well for an underground title,” informs Candy from television.

“Oh no!” whines Katherine.

“The show is also available on some websites, albeit illegally,” continues Candy. “The show has a number of detractors, mainly because of the fact that the girls shown in it have been hypnotized and brainwashed, and therefore have no control over themselves. That hasn’t stopped the DVDs from selling to a worldwide market. The show itself consists of four episodes about Bikini Girl, a superheroine of sorts, and her dopey sidekick, Kitten Girl. The show’s formula revolved mainly around the Kitten Girl sidekick being constantly kidnapped and brainwashed by the show’s villain, Hypno Girl. The first three episodes would have Kitten Girl rescued by Bikini Girl, while the fourth and final episode has both heroines kidnapped, brainwashed, and enslaved by Hypno Girl.”

Katherine kneels on the couch, sobbing. The news report switches to B-roll of clips of the four episodes accompanied by Candy’s narration. One of Katherine’s posthypnotic triggers activates and she feels intense arousal upon seeing the footage. She tries desperately not to think about how aroused she is, but cannot look away from the screen or change the channel. Katherine can feel an intense sensation in her midsection and begins to move her hands up to her breasts, which are still covered by the shirt and sweater vest.

“The first episode shows how Katherine Kelly, played by Mistress Misty’s former slave of the same name, is turned into Kitten Girl by Hypno Girl, who is played by Christina Anderson, also known as ‘the Seductress,’” narrates Candy to the appropriate clips. “She’s rescued by Bikini Girl, played by Hilary Duff lookalike Hilary Hart, and becomes her sidekick. The second episode has Kitten Girl kidnapped and brainwashed again, only to be rescued by Bikini Girl a second time. The third episode is one many fans seem to enjoy, and involves Kitten Girl again being kidnapped by Hypno Girl, except this time she’s hypnotized into being a prostitute to raise funds for Hypno Girl’s harem. This episode shows the sobbing Kitten Girl being used as a sex slave for one girl after the next, while Hypno Girl receives all the money for Kitten Girl’s sexual labour.”

A full clip with sound is shown.

“Cheer up, Kitten Girl,” says Hypno Girl on Katherine’s television. “You should be happy that these girls like you so much.”

“Please, ma’am, couldn’t you at least have hypnotized me to enjoy it?” asks Kitten Girl, her gaze lowered.

“It’s more fun to see you this way,” comments Hypno Girl. “You’re so cute when you’re helpless and humiliated. Now go serve your next costumer.”

“Yes, ma’am,” sadly responds Kitten Girl, obediently walking off with her next client.

Katherine wipes her tears and slowly fondles herself.

“Why can’t I stop watching this?” she thinks out loud.

“This episode ends with Bikini Girl disguising herself as a customer, taking Kitten Girl to a secluded motel bedroom, and then hypnotizing her to free her of Hypno Girl’s control,” states Candy, reporting on what sounds more like a commercial than a news story. “The fourth episode begins with Bikini Girl and Kitten Girl being kidnapped by Hypno Girl’s slaves. The episode then depicts them being hypnotized and brainwashed and used as love slaves. It ends with them happily submitting to Hypno Girl’s will. The DVD set also includes several hours of extra content focusing mainly on Kitten Girl being repeatedly hypnotized and humiliated within Mistress Misty’s harem.”

The television shows clips of Kitten Girl’s wrestling matches, her in the classroom, her with the Charmer and Serpent Girl, and so on. Candy wraps up the story and then goes on to report on various other daily events, freeing Katherine enough so she can turn off the TV. Katherine cries on the couch and softly presses her right hand between her thighs a bit while fondling her breasts with her left hand. Katherine suddenly hears a familiar voice call out to her.

“Kitten Girl,” calls the voice.

“Huh?” Katherine says, getting off the couch. “Is someone there?”

Katherine notices that a window near the front door of the house has been opened.

“Come outside, Kitten Girl,” says the voice.

Katherine moves to the front door and opens it. There’s nothing there except the darkness brought by the night sky.

“Come outside, Kitten Girl,” the voice says again.

Katherine submissively walks outside.

“Don’t be afraid, Kitten Girl,” calls the voice.

Katherine, as if in a trance, follows the voice. The voice guides her to a lamppost, where Serpent Girl is waiting for her.

“Hello, Kitten Girl,” says Serpent Girl.

“I know you,” Katherine says in a daze. “You’re Serpent Girl.”

“Look into my eyes, Kitten Girl,” Serpent Girl commands. “You are now my slave.”

Serpent Girl approaches Katherine and tickles her under her chin while keeping eye contact with the helplessly mesmerized girl. Hilary Hart walks out of the shadows holding up what appears to be a small camcorder.

“Stare deeply into my eyes,” orders Serpent Girl. “You are falling deeper and deeper into hypnosis. You must obey all of my commands. Remove your clothes.”

“I will do as you command, ma’am,” responds Katherine, undoing her skirt.

After Katherine undoes her skirt, she then pulls her shirt and sweater vest up over her head and drops the clothes onto the ground.

“Take off everything, slave,” commands Serpent Girl. “Your bra, panties, shoes, socks, everything. I want you completely naked for the camera.”

Katherine gulps. “Yes, ma’am,” she says meekly.

Katherine removes her shoes and socks and then peels off her underwear. She stands totally naked and blushing.

“Please, ma’am,” begs Katherine in a soft voice, still staring into Serpent Girl’s eyes. “Please don’t do this to me.”

“You’re very aroused, Kitten Girl,” Serpent Girl tells her slave. “Don’t pretend that you aren’t. You won’t admit it, but deep down you’re enjoying this. Well now you’re no longer ashamed. You’re happy to be here, naked before the camera.”

Katherine smiles, completely brainwashed.

“There, that’s better,” coos Serpent Girl. “And now look at the camera, Kitten Girl. Wave at it. That’s right.”

“What do you wish of me now, ma’am?” cheerfully asks Katherine, posing a bit for the camera.

“You’re going to dance for the camera,” states Serpent Girl.

The Charmer walks into the light of the lamppost. She plays her flute and Katherine dances seductively. Her hips sway and gyrate and her breasts bounce and jiggle. Hilary records everything Katherine is doing, but she’s careful not to get any footage of Serpent Girl or the Charmer. The music the Charmer is playing constantly changes, making Katherine alter her dancing. At one point, she’s dancing like a stripper, and at another point like a belly dancer, or like she’s in a sexy music video, or perhaps as a cheerleader. It all depends on the music. After making Katherine dance for over half an hour, the Charmer stops playing, allowing her captive to rest. Hilary shuts off the camcorder. Serpent Girl seductively walks up to Katherine and gently cups her jaw, once again making eye contact with her slave. Katherine submissively and happily stares back into Serpent Girl’s eyes, allowing herself to be deeply mesmerized.

“You enjoyed that, didn’t you, Kitten Girl?” asks Serpent Girl.

“Yes, ma’am,” replies Katherine. “I like doing what you tell me.”

“That’s a good lass,” coos Serpent Girl. “Now what you’re going to do is pick up your clothes, go back home, and go to bed. As soon as you lie down, you’ll fall deeply asleep. When you awaken the next morning, you’ll be back to the way you were before I hypnotized you this evening, but you’ll still remember what we did and you’ll naturally feel ashamed and humiliated. Do you understand, Kitten Girl?”

“Yes, ma’am,” pleasantly responds Katherine. “I will obey all of your commands.”

“Good girl,” says Serpent Girl. letting go of Katherine and backing away into the shadows.

The three girls leave Katherine, who obediently picks up her clothes, goes home, goes to bed, and falls right to sleep.

The next morning, Katherine wakes up and immediately begins to cry, remembering everything she was made to do the night before. She notices a piece of paper placed on the nightstand next to her bed. The paper wasn’t there the night before. There’s an internet URL written on it.

Oh no! thinks Katherine. They didn’t!

Katherine nervously sits at her computer and checks the URL. To no one’s surprise, it leads to a looping video of her dancing naked out in the street. The video is set to sexual sounding music. Katherine puts her face in her hands and sobs. Suddenly, her front door opens and Marlene walks in.

“Oh, Katherine, I’ve heard what happened,” Marlene says, trying to be comforting. “My work last night kept me out until morning. I’m so sorry I wasn’t here.”

Marlene hugs Katherine.

“How did you hear about it?” asks Katherine.

“It was on some morning entertainment news show,” states Marlene.

“Will this ever end?” whines Katherine, still crying.

“I don’t know,” Marlene says plainly. “Look, I’m sorry, Katherine, but I have to go out again. Why don’t you take the day off work? I’ve already called them for you. They understand. Whatever you do, don’t leave the house. Okay, Kathy?”

“Mm hm,” replies Katherine, nodding.

Marlene gives Katherine a kiss on her forehead, waves “goodbye,” and leaves. A few minutes later, there is a knock at the door. Without thinking, Katherine answers. The Seductress is standing there. Katherine is afraid at first, thinking that the Seductress might be here to take advantage of her the way Serpent Girl, the Charmer, and Hilary Hart did last night. Although a small part of her wants the Seductress to take sexual advantage of her, she desperately tries to ignore those emotions.

“Hi, Kitten Girl,” the Seductress says. “Oh, wait. It’s ‘Katherine’ now, isn’t it?”

“Yeah,” sheepishly responds Katherine, trying to suppress her feelings of sexual desire for the Seductress. “You’re not here to humiliate me, are you?”

“I just wanted to see how you were,” says the Seductress. “I’ll go if you want.”

“No, it’s okay,” assures Katherine. “It’s been a while. I didn’t think I’d see you again. Would you like to come in?”

“I’d love to,” the Seductress earnestly responds. “I’ve heard about what happened to you.”

“I can’t believe how fast the news has spread,” comments Katherine.

“We’ll we’re kinda celebrities now,” remarks the Seductress. “What with the DVDs and the infamy surrounding Mistress Misty and her harem. So something like a webcast of you dancing naked is gonna draw some attention.”

“It’s so horrible,” whines Katherine.

The Seductress sits at Katherine’s computer and watches the video.

“You look like you’re enjoying yourself,” says the Seductress.

“I was hypnotized into liking it,” states Katherine, pouting. “I feel so ashamed now. Please turn it off.”

The Seductress closes the browser.

“Anyway, I really just wanted to see you again,” the Seductress admits. “I think about you a lot. Did you know that Harem Girl and Belly Dancer are in jail with Mistress Misty?”

“But they don’t deserve to be in prison with her,” says Katherine. “I mean, of course the Mistress should be in jail for what she did, but we were all hypnotized and under her control. Why did Harem Girl and Belly Dancer have to go to jail too?”

“Well, hypnotized or not, the judge apparently couldn’t overlook the bank robberies and kidnappings they participated in,” informs the Seductress. “Most of us got off and have been deprogrammed. I guess they weren’t so lucky. Anyway, I visited them in jail. They say it isn’t so bad, well it helps to like girls, that’s for sure, but they don’t seem to mind too much. Y’know, with the way Mistress Misty is, I wouldn’t be surprised if she ended up taking over that prison.”

“Yeah, I guess,” Katherine says. “So what do you do now?”

“I’m a model, like you,” says the Seductress. “I get to have sex with the other models, so it’s a lot of fun.”

“So you still like that kind of thing?” queries Katherine.

“What? Sex?” replies the Seductress. “I love sex. Speaking of which, what would it take to get you to kiss me right now?”

“Oh, no, I’m not doing that,” states Katherine. “I don’t ever want to kiss another girl. I’m not even sure if want to kiss a boy right now.”

The Seductress places her left hand on Katherine’s hip and her right hand on the side of Katherine’s face.

“I think a part of you wants very much to kiss me,” comments the Seductress.

“Please don’t,” pleads Katherine. “You’re making me uncomfortable.”

The Seductress then tickles Katherine under her chin with her right hand, activating another of her posthypnotic triggers. Katherine stands in place, completely at the command of the Seductress.

“I’m going to embrace you, Katherine,” the Seductress tells her. “You’re going to let me.”

Katherine submissively stands still as the Seductress moves behind her and wraps her arms around the obedient girl’s waist. The Seductress presses herself against Katherine’s back, her hands running up and down Katherine’s front.

“You have no idea how much I want you,” the Seductress whispers into Katherine’s ear. “Whenever I sleep with one of the models I work with, I’m thinking about you. I like you even more than Harem Girl. Let’s make love, Kitten Girl.”

Tears rolls down Katherine’s soft cheeks.

“Why are you being so mean to me?” Katherine asks meekly. “Can’t you at least call me ‘Katherine?’”

“’Kitten Girl’ is a much better name for you,” confirms the Seductress, kissing the side of Katherine’s face. “Besides, you came up with it, remember?”

“Please let me go,” begs Katherine.

“How ‘bout instead I do this?” rhetorically asks the Seductress, pulling Katherine’s shirt and sweater vest up with one hand while pulling her skirt down with the other, fully exposing Katherine’s soft, sensual tummy.

“Please don’t do this to me,” Katherine begs some more, even though a part of her is immensely turned on by it.

The Seductress slowly circles Katherine’s bellybutton with her forefinger. The tickling sensation makes Katherine even more of a slave to the Seductress.

“And now we’re going to make love, Kitten Girl,” states the Seductress.

“I must obey you, ma’am,” Katherine replies in a soft voice, lowering her gaze.

The Seductress takes her free hand and reaches up Katherine’s shirt to fondle one of her breasts while still tickling Katherine’s tummy.

“You’re mine, Kitten Girl,” the Seductress whispers in her slave’s ear. “You’re all mine.”

“I’m yours, ma’am,” says Katherine softly. “I’m all yours.”

The Seductress stops tickling Katherine’s tummy and slides her hand down under Katherine’s skirt and beneath her panties.

“Look at me, Kitten Girl,” orders the Seductress.

Katherine turns her head to face the Seductress who kisses her full on the lips while continuously caressing Katherine’s most sensitive areas of her body. The Seductress continues doing this to Katherine for a few minutes before she leads her to the bedroom, where the Seductress slowly undresses Katherine and has her kneel submissively on the bed. The Seductress does a striptease for Katherine, who cannot take her eyes off the Seductress’s curvaceous body. Once the Seductress is naked, she slides onto the bed with Katherine and leads her under the blankets. She embraces Katherine from behind again, snuggling right up to her while tickling and sexually teasing the front of her love slave’s tender body.

“Wiggle your hips a bit, Kitten Girl,” instructs the Seductress.

Katherine wiggles her hips.

“Mmm,” responds the Seductress. “I like the way your body feels when you wiggle like that. Hey, I’ve got a toy here I’ll bet you remember.”

The Seductress rubs something small and warm against Katherine’s belly. It’s the miniature vibrator she once used to pleasure Katherine in class with.

“Where did you get tha-ahh!” Katherine tries to ask the Seductress, who suddenly, but gently, inserts the vibrator into Katherine’s bottom.

“Don’t ask questions, Kitten Girl,” the Seductress softly speaks into Katherine’s ear, while gently pleasuring her slave from behind.

The Seductress stimulates Katherine this way for a few minutes, while running her free hand over Katherine’s breasts and tummy. The Seductress then removes the vibrator from Katherine’s bottom. She places the vibrator on her thumb and then inserts two of her fingers into Katherine’s vagina while inserting her thumb with the vibrator on it into Katherine’s bottom. The Seductress wraps her free arm around Katherine’s breasts and holds her close, kissing the side of her face and nuzzling her ear while continuously pleasuring her below. All the while, Katherine makes whining/moaning noises during this.

“You like this, Kitten Girl,” the Seductress says more as a command than as an observation.

“Ohhh, but I’m not supposed to like this,” whines Katherine while panting heavily. “This isn’t right. Isn’t right.”

Katherine moans louder and louder before finally climaxing. The Seductress removes her fingers from Katherine’s areas of stimulation and wraps her arms around the sensual girl. She moves her hand up to Katherine’s lips and slowly traces them with her forefinger, tickling them slightly, which is enough to make Katherine obedient.

“I’m not gonna let you go just yet,” says the Seductress with a hint of sly sinisterness in her voice. “I won’t make it that easy for you. You’re still my slave, and now I want you to pleasure me.”

The Seductress turns Katherine around and gently pushes her down under the covers. The Seductress now gently holds Katherine’s head face-first against her warm petals.

“You know what I want you to do now, don’t you?” rhetorically asks the Seductress, stroking Katherine’s hair.

The Seductress can feel Katherine’s tears between her stomach and pubic area while the helpless slave girl kisses her vagina. She kisses for a few seconds and then finally builds up the nerve to lick the Seductress between her thighs. The Seductress almost swoons from the sensation of Katherine’s moist, warm tongue caressing her. It doesn’t take very long for the Seductress to climax.

“Mmmm, that’s a good girl,” the Seductress says after climaxing.

She then takes Katherine and sits her up on the bed. Katherine sits in place like a doll, her expression sad and sleepy. The Seductress wraps an arm around Katherine’s waist, holding her close, the two sitting next to each other on the bed. She then picks up a digital watch and holds it before Katherine’s eyes.

“Okay, Kitten Girl,” says the Seductress. “Look at the clock. Watch the seconds as they tick by. When the seconds reach ‘zero,’ you will fall deeply asleep. When you awaken from this sleep, you will remember exactly what I made you do, but you won’t remember that I was the one who made you do it. Now, count the seconds as they tick by.”

“Forty-three, forty-four, forty-five . . .” Katherine diligently counts in a sleepy voice that gets sleepier with each passing second. “. . . fifty-seven, fifty-eight, fifty-nine.”

The watch reaches “zero” and Katherine’s eyes shut and her head droops downward. The Seductress tucks Katherine in and leaves. Marlene comes home later that evening. She finds Katherine asleep in bed — naked.

“Katherine, wake up,” says a concerned Marlene. “What happened to you? Why aren’t you wearing anything?”

Katherine gasps at her own nudity, covering herself up with blankets.

“A woman did this to me,” states Katherine. “She hypnotized me or something.”

“You poor girl,” comments Marlene. “Do you remember who it was who did this to you?”

“No,” Katherine replies, shaking her head. “I don’t why, but I can’t remember.”

Katherine begins to cry again.

“It’ll be okay, Katherine,” Marlene coos, reaching under the covers and rubbing Katherine’s tummy. “Just relax. That’s right. Everything will be okay.”

Katherine relaxes at Marlene’s touch. She’s once again drawn to Marlene’s eyes. She listens closely to Marlene’s cooing voice and soon falls back asleep.

Later that night, the Seductress goes to another house. Inside the house, Hilary Hart is waiting for her.

“Where is everyone?” asks the Seductress.

“They’re sleeping,” states Hilary. “I have a message for you. I’m to tell you that you’ve done a good job with Kitten Girl.”

“Thanks,” says the Seductress.

“I have another message for you,” Hilary tells her. “Sit down.”

The Seductress sits in a nearby easy chair. Hilary walks up to her and holds up a pocket watch before the Seductress’s eyes.

“I’ve been given permission to have some fun with you,” informs Hilary, swinging the watch. “You feel sleepy.”

The Seductress obediently follows the watch with her gaze.

“Your eyes are blinking,” coaxes Hilary. “That’s right. You find it so hard to keep your eyes open. All you want to do is relax — and sleep. Sleep.”

The Seductress closes her eyes and slumps in the chair.

“You must listen closely, Seductress,” commands Hilary. “I will give you orders and you must obey. Tonight you are my slave.”

“I will obey you, ma’am,” the Seductress says submissively. “I am your slave.”

“That’s a good girl,” coos Hilary. “You may open your eyes now, but you will remain deeply hypnotized and deeply under my control.”

The Seductress opens her eyes and looks up at Hilary.

“I will remain deeply under your control,” says the Seductress.

Hilary straddles the Seductress’s lap and wraps her arms around the sexy slave’s waist. She deeply French kisses the Seductress. The two make out for several minutes before going to a bedroom to make love.

The next day, Katherine wakes up as if it were a normal morning. Trying not to think about what the Seductress, among other girls, had done to her, Katherine gets dressed. She wears her usual clothes, save for a few minor changes. She now wears a normal flowing skirt, instead of a pleated one, and has added a frilly girl’s tie to her ensemble.

“Do you think you’ll be okay for work today?” asks Marlene.

“I think I’ll get by,” says Katherine. “Maybe work will take my mind off of what’s been happening to me lately.”

Marlene nods and kisses Katherine on the forehead before driving her to work. Once there, the photographer speaks to Katherine in private.

“Um, Katherine, you’ve been getting some fan mail,” she says. “And they’ve seen the Bikini Girl DVDs and that recent webcast.”

“Is there anyone who hasn’t seen these things?” complains Katherine, pouting.

“Well, it’s just that they keep snail mailing and e-mailing us with requests,” informs the photographer. “They want to see you in — skimpier outfits. Many would like to see you — nude.”

“Well, that’s not gonna happen, right?” remarks a shocked Katherine. “I mean, they’ve seen those horrible DVDs and that disgusting webcast! What more do they want?”

“Well, they do want more,” states the photographer. “And this agency wants to give them more. There are a number of magazines that have requested-”

“No!” shouts Katherine. “No, no, no, no! I won’t do it! I don’t care if you fire me!”

“It’s okay, it’s okay,” the photographer says in a calm voice. “Just come with me.”

The photographer takes Katherine — who at this point is somewhat baffled — and sits her down at a table. She snaps her fingers a few times and an assistant approaches with a laptop computer. The assistant places the laptop on the table and opens it before Katherine. The laptop displays a swirling spiral.

“No!” cries Katherine. “Not here too!”

“It’ll be okay, Katherine,” says the photographer. “Just look at the spiral. That’s it. Good girl.”

Katherine’s tear-filled eyes are now completely focused on the spiral.

“Now,” continues the photographer. “All I want is to take a few pictures of you in some bikinis and other skimpy outfits. You won’t have to pose naked. Okay, Katherine?”

“Yes, ma’am,” replies Katherine.

For the rest of the day, Katherine is made to pose in a variety of skimpy costumes. Bikinis, small jean shorts with smaller tank, tube, and halter tops, lingerie, and the like. When the shoot ends in the midafternoon, the photographer pats Katherine on her head for being a good girl and sends her on her way. Katherine changes back into her normal clothes and goes outside to wait for Marlene to pick her up. While waiting outside, Katherine spots who she could swear is Mayaka across the street. Katherine walks across the street. Mayaka walks away. Katherine follows her.

“Mayaka?” Katherine calls out.

Mayaka runs into an alleyway. Katherine doesn’t understand why Mayaka didn’t respond. Surely she heard her calling. Katherine wonders if she should follow Mayaka down the alley. She ponders this for a few seconds and decides to follow. She enters the alleyway and sees Mayaka standing at the other end. Katherine runs down the alley. Mayaka appears to be standing in place, and seems to still be wearing the same skimpy Asian schoolgirl costume that she wore in the harem. As Katherine runs further into the alley, she notices that Mayaka is actually slowly swaying her hips, her gold-coloured bellybutton ring glittering in the sunlight. Katherine cannot help but stare at sexy Mayaka’s swaying hips and bellybutton ring. Now mesmerized, Katherine’s running becomes increasingly slower and more meandering. She finally slowly walks in a trance up to Mayaka, still staring at her hips. Katherine falls to her knees, her eyes still trained on Mayaka’s midriff. Mayaka smiles, saying nothing. Michelle, who is still wearing her skimpy American schoolgirl costume, slinks up behind Katherine.

“Why were you following her, Kitten Girl?” asks Michelle, kneeling down to embrace Katherine from behind.

“I-I don’t know,” Katherine meekly replies. “I know her. I wanted to see her.”

“Continue watching Mayaka’s sensual swaying hips,” commands Michelle. “Did you really think you were free? You’ll never be free.”

Michelle slides her index and middle fingers into Katherine’s mouth, making the hypnotized girl suckle gently on them for a few seconds. Michelle then pulls her fingers out of Katherine’s mouth and reaches up the helpless girl’s skirt and slides her hand down her panties. Katherine moans from the sensation. Mayaka then kneels down, cups the back of Katherine’s head, and kisses her deeply and sweetly. She gently penetrates her tongue past Katherine’s lips and kisses her this way for a few minutes before switching places with Michelle. Now Mayaka has her hand down Katherine’s panties while Michelle softly French kisses her. After a few more minutes of this, Michelle and Mayaka stand up, leaving the hypnotized Katherine on her knees. This time it’s Michelle who sways her hips, further mesmerizing the weak-willed Katherine with her silver-coloured dangling bellybutton ring.

“Sleep, Kitten Girl,” orders Michelle. “Fall asleep in the alleyway. When you awaken, you won’t remember who we were.”

The two girls giggle as Katherine slumps over asleep in the alley.

“See you tonight,” says Mayaka as she and Michelle walk away.

That evening, Katherine wakes up back in her bed. Marlene is sitting by the bed.

“Kathy?” she asks. “Are you okay? You were found sleeping in an alley. I was really worried about you.”

“There were these two girls,” says Katherine, sitting up in bed, still fully clothed. “I don’t remember who they were, but they — they had their way with me.”

“I don’t believe this!” exclaims Marlene. “I’d called the police after the whole webcast incident, but they haven’t given me any help at all! I’m going over to the police station to find out what they’re doing.”

Marlene leaves the house.

“Why don’t we leave this village?” requests Katherine to apparently no one.

Katherine picks up a large pillow and wraps her arms and legs around it. She then rests the side of her head onto the pillow and wonders if she’ll ever really be free. Just then, the phone rings. If Katherine was smart she wouldn’t answer, but Katherine isn’t smart. Not only that, but she also feels strangely compelled to pick up the phone. Like the last time, a familiar voice on the other end speaks.

“Why don’t you watch channel sixty-nine, Kitten Girl?” asks the voice.

“Yes, I’ll do that,” says Katherine.

She hangs up, turns on the television, and switches to channel sixty-nine. On the channel is episode three of The Adventures of Bikini Girl. Katherine sees herself on television as Kitten Girl. She’s aroused by the image against her will and begins to ashamedly pleasure herself on the couch. She watches the TV screen as a girl walks up to her character, who is with Hypno Girl and made to wait for potential “customers.”

“Uh, hi,” awkwardly says the girl. “Um, I’ve never done this before.”

“It’s okay,” says Hypno Girl. “If you want to spend some time with Kitten Girl here, it’ll cost you.”

Hypno Girl names the price and the girl agrees to it.

“So is it true you hypnotized her?” asks the girl.

“Mm hm,” replies Hypno Girl. “You can tell by the expression on Kitten Girl’s face that she doesn’t want to be here, but she has no will of her own and must do as I command.”

Kitten Girl sadly stares at the ground. As Katherine watches the show, she remembers what it felt like to be there, thinking it was all real. She can feel a lump in her throat.

“So you can, like, make her do anything?” inquires the girl on television. “You can completely dominate her?”

“Oh yeah,” Hypno Girl says with an air of self-satisfaction. “She’s quite a weakling. She’s the kind of girl where you only have to talk to her in a stern tone and she’ll pretty much fold and do anything you say. What’s fun about her is that she doesn’t want to be controlled and dominated. She’s not the kind of person who likes to do things because she’s told to. Yet she’s a natural pushover, and when hypnotized will be unable to resist the commands others, even though she doesn’t want to follow those commands. Let me show something.”

Hypno Girl takes Kitten Girl out of hypnosis, giving her her “free will” back. She even takes a couple of steps away from Kitten Girl, making it so Kitten Girl could try to run if she wanted to. Kitten Girl stands in place.

“Are you going to run, Kitten Girl?” asks Hypno Girl.

“I should,” states Kitten Girl.

Why didn’t I run? thinks Katherine, sobbing.

Kitten Girl looks as if she’s about to run, when suddenly:

“Hold it, Kitten Girl,” Hypno Girl says in a stern voice.

Kitten Girl freezes in place.

“Why don’t you walk over to that nice girl there?” politely requests Hypno Girl, gesturing to the customer.

“Um, I, uh, really shouldn’t,” stammers Kitten Girl.

“Walk over to her now, Kitten Girl,” orders Hypno Girl in a sterner tone.

“Okay,” Kitten Girl says meekly, walking over to the customer.

The girl wraps her arm around Kitten Girl’s waist.

“And she isn’t even hypnotized right now,” Hypno Girl points out.

Hypno Girl then walks up to Kitten Girl, takes hold of her, and dangles a small jewel on a chain before the helpless girl’s eyes.

“You’re finding yourself falling back under my control, Kitten Girl,” commands Hypno Girl. “You must obey all of my commands, even though you may not want to. You are completely and helplessly in my power.”

“Yes, ma’am,” responds a depressed Kitten Girl.

“Oh, wow,” comments the girl as she watches all of this. “That’s — really hot. Is there something wrong with me for finding that hot?”

“Not as far as I’m concerned,” replies Hypno Girl. “So, you wanna spend some time with her?”

“Yeah, definitely,” says the girl, paying Hypno Girl the full amount plus a bit extra.

“Alright, Kitten Girl,” Hypno Girl says, continuing to mesmerize Kitten Girl with the dangling jewel. “You’re going to go with this nice girl and do anything she tells you.”

“Yes, ma’am,” responds Kitten Girl, sadly walking into a nearby motel with her costumer.

The costumer kneels down with Kitten Girl on the motel bed and kisses her. She then starts to remove Kitten Girl’s bra. The TV screen then turns to static. Katherine is now free to turn off the television and does so. She gets up off the couch and mopes toward the kitchen to get a snack. Suddenly, the front door opens and Michelle and Mayaka enter the house.

“I told you we’d see you tonight, Kitten Girl,” Mayaka says tauntingly.

Katherine looks as if she’s going to run.

“Stay where you are, Kitten Girl,” Mayaka commands. “I’m ordering you not to move.”

Katherine stands in place while Michelle approaches her.

Run, Katherine, run! thinks Katherine. What’s wrong with me? Why won’t I run?

Michelle walks behind Katherine and holds her arms behind her back, restraining her. Mayaka slowly approaches, swaying her hips as she walks. Katherine can’t take her eyes off Mayaka’s bellybutton ring.

“You’re completely helpless, Kitten Girl,” states Mayaka. “You can’t resist my power over you.”

“You can’t resist my power over you, either,” Michelle whispers in Katherine’s ear.

Mayaka walks right up to Katherine, removes her tie, and undoes the top button of her shirt. She traces with her forefinger along the inside of the neckline in Katherine’s shirt, and then tickles Katherine under her chin. After tickling under Katherine’s chin for a few seconds, Mayaka then removes her skirt and traces the crotch in Katherine’s panties with her index and middle fingers. Katherine makes slight moaning and whining noises as Mayaka does this to her. Mayaka then runs her forefinger up Katherine’s body to her chin and tickles her under there some more.

“Let’s go to the couch,” Mayaka says, never taking her eyes away from Katherine’s.

Michelle moves Katherine to the couch and kneels her down, still holding on to Katherine’s arms. Mayaka sits in front of Katherine, holding up a slender feather.

“Now you know what I’m going to do with this, don’t you?” teases Mayaka, tracing the tip of the feather along Katherine’s pouting lips.

Mayaka enjoys watching the tormented look on Katherine’s face. She moves the feather away from Katherine’s lips and then reaches down and grabs the bottom of Katherine’s shirt and sweater vest. She slowly pulls the garments up, exposing Katherine’s tummy. Katherine knows what’s going to happen next and dreads it. Mayaka tickles Katherine’s naked tummy with the feather, moving it in slow, wide strokes from side to side over the captive girl’s bellybutton.

“You are completely open to command, Kitten Girl,” confirms Mayaka, looking into Katherine’s eyes while tickling her tummy. “You’re weak. Michelle and I own you now.”

“I’m weak,” submissively replies Katherine, tears running down her cheeks. “And I am yours to command.”

“This is too easy,” remarks Michelle, giggling a bit.

Mayaka tickles Katherine for a couple more minutes — occasionally giggling while tormenting her slave — before Michelle finally pulls Katherine’s shirt and sweater vest up over her head and off her body altogether. Mayaka stops tickling Katherine so she can undo the pouting girl’s bra while Michelle pulls down Katherine’s panties. Katherine offers no resistance, unless you count tears as resistance.

“Hey, Michelle, isn’t it fun having a life-sized doll to play with?” smugly asks Mayaka.

Michelle doesn’t answer because she’s too busy licking Katherine’s neck.

“Did you say something, Mayaka?” Michelle asks after licking Katherine.

“Never mind,” replies Mayaka. “So how do you feel, Kitten Girl?”

“I feel terrible,” whines Katherine. “I feel dirty.”

Mayaka smiles smugly and French kisses Katherine.

“Hey, let’s take a shower!” excitedly suggests Michelle.

“Why not?” says Mayaka. “It’ll be kind of like gym class.”

Michelle and Mayaka take Katherine into the shower. They turn on the warm water and begin to soap Katherine down.

“Still feel dirty, Kitten Girl?” remarks Mayaka.

Michelle runs the shower head over Katherine’s body, washing off the soap. The water spray is gentle and warm. Katherine feels some comfort from this. Michelle places the shower head back on the holder and proceeds to give Katherine butterfly kisses down her back while Mayaka licks Katherine’s nipples. Mayaka licks down further and further Katherine’s body. She goes down on Katherine. Michelle stands behind Katherine, pressed up against her with her hands gently fondling Katherine’s voluptuous breasts. Katherine cranes her head back — softly moaning and crying at the same time — as Michelle continually programs her.

“You’re completely at our mercy, Kitten Girl,” whispers Michelle into Katherine’s ear. “Girls are using you for sex. Girls. You can feel my feminine body pressed up against yours. You can feel my breasts. You can feel Mayaka’s tongue. There’s nothing you can do about it. All you can do is go along with what we’re doing to you.”

Michelle traces up and down Katherine’s belly and between her breasts with her forefinger.

“Please let me go,” begs Katherine.

Michelle ignores Katherine, turning the slave’s head so she can kiss her. Katherine can do nothing to stop this. Soon, Mayaka brings Katherine to the point where she’s just about to climax, but then stops stimulating her. The shower ends and the two girls dry Katherine off. Katherine is still aroused.

“Why didn’t you finish?” Katherine whines to Mayaka.

“I thought you didn’t like girls,” cutely remarks Mayaka.

Michelle takes a towel and gently rubs it between Katherine’s thighs, making her hotter and hotter.

“The towels here are very soft and fluffy, like a kitten,” comments Michelle, holding Katherine in place while rubbing her with the soft towel.

Mayaka takes the towel away from Michelle before Katherine can climax.

“Let’s take her to the bedroom,” says Mayaka.

Katherine is taken to bed. Michelle and Mayaka then make their slave pleasure both of them. Katherine is made to kiss the girls all over their sensual bodies and then go down on them one at a time. Both Michelle and Mayaka climax numerous times.

“Please,” begs Katherine. “Couldn’t I get a turn?”

“You said you’re not into girls,” states Mayaka.

“I know, but you don’t just get someone that hot and then — and then stop,” whines Katherine.

“No, sorry,” taunts Michelle. “We’re really doing you a favour. With the way you keep complaining that you don’t like girls, we thought you’d be relieved. Why don’t you find a nice boy to make love to? Oh, right! There are none in this village.”

“Why are you so mean to me?” sobs Katherine.

Instead of answering, the two girls — both looking smug and self-satisfied — sit Katherine between themselves on the bed. Michelle takes off her dangling bellybutton ring and slowly sways it from the tips of her fingers before Katherine’s eyes.

“Sleepier, sleepier,” says Michelle, watching Katherine’s eyelids droop further and further. “Aaaaand sleep.”

Katherine’s eyes close and her body slumps against Mayaka (to her right). The two girls dress Katherine up in her pajamas and tuck her in for the night after commanding her in her deeply hypnotized state not to tell anyone what had happened.

The next morning. . . .

“Katherine, it’s time to wake up,” says Marlene, snapping her fingers over the sleeping girl.

Katherine yawns and rubs her eyes.

“Did you go see the police?” she asks.

“Yeah,” replies Marlene. “They said that they’re doing their best. I suppose there isn’t much we can do. Anyway, there’s someone here to see you.”

Harem Girl walks into the room, dressed conservatively in a turtleneck sweater and a long, flowing skirt.

“Hi, Katherine,” she cheerfully says, waving her fingers.

“Oh, uh, hi,” Katherine replies sheepishly.

“Are you okay, Katherine?” asks Marlene.

“Oh, yeah, I think so,” responds Katherine.

“Okay, well, it’s the weekend, so you have the next couple of days off,” informs Marlene. “So you two have all weekend to get reacquainted. I’ll leave you to that then.”

Marlene leaves the room, leaving Katherine and Harem Girl alone together. Katherine is noticeably worried.

“Uh, I’m Katherine,” she says to Harem Girl. “My real name is Katherine Kelly. I’m sure your real name isn’t Harem Girl.”

Harem Girl sits next to Katherine on the bed.

“Actually, I’d prefer it if you called me ‘Harem Girl,’” she states.

“Uh, okay, Harem Girl,” says Katherine. “So, you’ve gotten out of prison, huh?”

“Yeah,” replies Harem Girl. “They let me out. They believed I was a victim and released me. That said, I was having a pretty good time in jail. I was having sex with so many girls.”

“You like that?” inquires Katherine.

“I’ve always liked sex,” confirms Harem Girl. “Did you know I offered myself to Mistress Misty? She still hypnotized me, of course, but that’s what I wanted her to do anyway.”

“You wanted to be a slave?” asks Katherine, somewhat astonished. “Why would anyone want to be owned by another person?”

“I dunno,” replies Harem Girl. “It makes me hot. Can’t really explain it. I was actually kind of sad to leave prison. Mistress Misty and Belly Dancer say ‘hi.’”

“I’m flattered,” Katherine says sarcastically.

“Yeah, well, there’s a reason I’m here to see you,” admits Harem Girl.

“Oh no,” whines Katherine. “What are you gonna do to me?”

“No, it’s something I think you’ll like,” says Harem Girl. “You see, the thing is, when I was in prison, I was having sex, like, all the time. But every time I was with a girl I kept thinking about you. You’re honestly the most attractive, sexiest, most desirable girl I’ve ever seen. I went nuts thinking about you. Let me ask you something, Katherine: what if I was your slave?”

“What!” exclaims Katherine.

“Well, haven’t you ever thought about it?” queries Harem Girl. “What it would be like to have a slave? Doesn’t the idea even remotely turn you on?”

“No!” shouts Katherine.

“Oh, come on!” remarks Harem Girl. “You’re not even interested in the possibility of owning someone? Of being able to make them do anything you want? Here, let’s try something.”

Harem Girl grabs Katherine, pulls her close, and kisses her softly.

“Now, admit it, you liked that, didn’t you?” says Harem Girl after the kiss. “Even though you’re not into girls, I still know how to please you.”

Katherine doesn’t say anything at first. She just stares back at Harem Girl, breathing heavily.

“It — it isn’t right,” Katherine comments. “You shouldn’t have done that.”

“Oh, yeah, I guess you’re right,” Harem Girl says with mock regret, and then immediately kisses Katherine again.

This time the kiss is much deeper and highly sensuous. Harem Girl presses her body up against Katherine. This time she’s going to make sure Katherine is really aroused and unable to sidestep admitting it.

“I can feel your nipples,” remarks Harem Girl, breathing onto Katherine’s lips. “Now admit that you liked it.”

“I liked it,” Katherine sadly admits. “But I’m not supposed to like it. I’m a good girl. I’m not supposed to like that sort of thing.”

Harem Girl places her hand between Katherine’s legs. She can feel moistness.

“Now think of this,” Harem Girl says while stimulating Katherine. “If you keep me as your slave, you can have this anytime you want. If you feel guilty about it, we can keep it to ourselves. No one has to know. Not even Marlene.”

“Slavery is immoral,” moans Katherine. “I, oh, hated being a slave. Mmmm.”

“You didn’t kidnap me,” states Harem Girl, still pleasuring Katherine. “I’m asking to be your slave. There’s nothing wrong with that.”

Katherine climaxes in bed. Harem Girl puts a hand over Katherine’s mouth to muffle her loud moaning. She holds Katherine close, stroking her hair.

“Will you call me ‘Mistress?’” asks Katherine.

“I’d like to, but I can’t,” informs Harem Girl. “I’m still programmed to call only Mistress Misty by that title. I can call you ‘ma’am,’ though.”

“I’ve never had a slave before,” Katherine comments. “I promise I’ll be good to you. I’ll never make you do anything you don’t want to do.”

“Well, that won’t be as much fun, but I’ll live with it,” remarks Harem Girl.

Later on. . . .

“So Harem Girl, is it really appropriate to call you that?” says Marlene.

Harem Girl nods “yes.”

“So Harem Girl will be staying here for a while?” Marlene asks.

“Yeah,” replies Katherine.

“Well that’s a relief,” states Marlene. “It’s so nice that you have a friend staying with you, Katherine.” She turns to Harem Girl. “You know, there have been some strange girls taking advantage of Katherine. It’s so nice to know you’ll be here to help protect her.”

“I’ll do my best,” Harem Girl says earnestly.

“Anyway, I have to go now,” says Marlene. “You two have fun while I’m gone. It’s just so nice not to have to worry as much.”

Marlene leaves the house. Harem Girl turns to Katherine, a sly look on her face.

“So, ma’am, what would you like to do now?” asks Harem Girl, tracing a forefinger up and down Katherine’s arm.

“Maybe we should take it slow,” says Katherine.

“Yeah, maybe,” responds Harem Girl, fully embracing and kissing Katherine.

She leads Katherine to the couch, where the two girls make out. Harem Girl gets on top of Katherine. She then takes Katherine’s hand and slides it up her skirt.

“Hey you’re not wearing any underwear,” says Katherine, feeling Harem Girl’s bare bottom.

“Like I need it,” replies a panting Harem Girl. “Tell me, ma’am, do you want me to continue?”

“Uh, well,” stammers Katherine.

“I’ll assume that’s ‘yes,’” says Harem Girl, kissing Katherine some more.

Hours later, the two girls end up naked and kneeling on the couch, with Harem Girl behind Katherine, kissing the side of her neck with her left hand stimulating her breasts and her right hand down between her thighs. Katherine has already climaxed several times.

“You liked this, didn’t you, ma’am?” asks Harem Girl, knowing fully well what the answer is.

“Yes,” Katherine breathes out.

“It’s okay to like it,” Harem Girl says comfortingly. “Why don’t I make you some dinner? Then we can take a bath together.”

“Okay,” Katherine meekly replies.

Harem Girl kisses Katherine on the cheek and then runs into the kitchen to make dinner. She makes calamari served with red wine. Katherine doesn’t see Harem Girl sneak aphrodisiacs into her food and wine. When dinner is ready, they eat at the table in the kitchen. Both girls are still naked.

“I really ought to put some clothes on,” says Katherine.

“Why bother?” responds Harem Girl. “We’re taking a bath after this. So do you like it?”

“Mm hm,” Katherine says with a mouthful of food.

“That’s nice to hear,” says Harem Girl, smiling.

Katherine finds herself strangely aroused after eating. She looks forward to the bath, which is being drawn by Harem Girl.

“Okay, the water’s nice and warm,” confirms Harem Girl. “Let’s get in.”

“Sounds good,” replies Katherine.

Harem Girl places her hands on Katherine’s shoulders and leads her to the large bathtub. Once in the tub, Harem Girl kneels behind Katherine and soaps down her front and back with a soft, pink sponge.

“How does this feel, ma’am?” asks Harem Girl, softly running the sponge over Katherine’s breasts and tummy.

“Ohhh, it feels so nice,” purrs Katherine with her head craned back and her eyes gently shut. “Sooo relaxing.”

Harem Girl notices Katherine’s erect nipples.

“So you wanna go to bed after this?” Harem Girl speaks into Katherine’s ear while running the sponge over and between her legs.

“Yeah,” Katherine replies in sleepy arousal.

“And you don’t mind that I’m a girl, do you?” says Harem Girl, kissing Katherine’s cheek.

“No,” responds Katherine. “You make me feel good. I just wish you looked like a boy.”

“Well, you can’t have everything,” remarks Harem Girl, sponging Katherine’s back and bottom.

Katherine turns her head to face Harem Girl, her eyes full of lust, and says, “Kiss me. Please.”

“As you wish, ma’am,” replies Harem Girl, deeply French kissing Katherine.

As Harem Girl slowly pulls away, she sees the look of someone who’s about to swoon on Katherine’s face.

“Let’s go to bed,” Harem Girl says.

Harem Girl takes Katherine out of the tub and dries her off. She moves the towel slowly over Katherine’s body. Katherine stands in place, breathing heavily, her eyelids drooping, her mouth hanging open slightly. Katherine’s entire body is blushing from arousal. It’s almost as if she’s hypnotized from intense sexual desire. After drying Katherine, Harem Girl then takes her into the bedroom, where she pleasures Katherine by licking down her stomach to her vagina. Harem Girl stops just before Katherine climaxes.

“Let’s try something a bit different,” says Harem Girl.

She gets out of bed and walks into another room. Katherine sits in bed, wondering what Harem Girl has in mind. Harem Girl reenters the bedroom with a lit candle.

“Okay, Katherine,” Harem Girl says while getting back into bed with the candle. “Just lean back a bit. This may feel uncomfortable at first, but I think you’ll like it.”

Katherine leans back and Harem Girl pours a few drops of candle wax on Katherine’s nipples.

“Nnnn!” Katherine cries, wincing.

“It’s okay, ma’am,” coos Harem Girl, slowly waving the candle’s flame before Katherine’s gaze. “It’s starting to feel good, isn’t it?”

“Yeah,” Katherine replies dreamily, her eyes on the candle. “It hurt a bit at first, but now it kinda does feel good.”

Harem Girl pours a few more drops on Katherine’s stomach. Katherine winces a bit at first, but soon begins to enjoy it.

“There,” says Harem Girl, putting the candle down. “You liked that, didn’t you?”

“Uh huh,” responds Katherine.

“Good girl,” Harem Girl tells her, gently sliding her hand down between Katherine’s legs.

This time Harem Girl lets Katherine climax.

“Aren’t I a good slave?” asks Harem Girl, waving the candle in front of Katherine’s eyes again.

“Yes,” replies Katherine.

“You look sleepy, ma’am,” says Harem Girl, still slowly waving the candle. “You look weary. You should rest. Sleep, Katherine, and dream about me, your loyal slave.”

Katherine’s eyes close as she falls asleep. Harem Girl holds Katherine close, like a plush doll.

The next morning, Harem Girl and Katherine are making out in bed.

“Ma’am?” asks Harem Girl, pausing from kissing Katherine.

“Yeah?” replies Katherine, looking somewhat bewildered that Harem Girl stopped kissing her.

“Could you buy me some makeup?” requests Harem Girl. “I mean, you must make a fair amount of money in your modeling job, right?”

“Oh, well I guess I can buy you some makeup,” says Katherine.

“Aw, thanks, ma’am,” Harem Girl says happily. “You’re so good to me.”

Harem Girl continues kissing Katherine, and then goes down on her. A smile crosses Katherine’s lips while Harem Girl services her. She brings Katherine to the point where she’s just about to climax and stops.

“Ma’am?” Harem Girl says, her head poking out from under the sheets.

“Uh, what?” responds Katherine, somewhat annoyed.

“Can you buy me some jewellery too?” asks Harem Girl.

“Yes, I’ll buy you some jewellery,” says Katherine.

“Thanks so much!” cheers Harem Girl. “This calls for something really neat!”

Harem Girl happily hops out of bed and runs into the next room.

“Where are you going?” asks Katherine, almost begging.

“Be back in a second,” responds Harem Girl from the next room. “I’ve got something I think you’ll like.”

Harem Girl soon prances back in the room holding something behind her back. She slides into bed with Katherine, still hiding whatever it is she’s holding. Harem Girl begins moving around under the covers. She appears to be putting something on.

“Okay, ma’am, are you ready?” asks Harem Girl, her voice tinged with anticipation.

“Ready for what?” inquires Katherine.

Without saying another word, Harem Girl embraces Katherine, holding her body very close. Katherine can feel her legs being separated as well as something being gently inserted into her feminine flower. She moans loudly in pleasure.

“Remember when I last used this on you?” remarks Harem Girl.

“Yeah,” replies a blissful Katherine.

“Does it feel like a boy?” asks Harem Girl.

“Mmm, a bit,” says Katherine.

Harem Girl holds Katherine close, her body wiggling and gyrating as she pleasure’s her “owner.” Katherine can feel a climax working up deep inside her. She wants it so badly. She’s just about there. So close. Then suddenly, Harem Girl stops moving her body and simply holds Katherine in place.

“W-why are you stopping?” whines Katherine.

“I was thinking,” says Harem Girl. “I’d like a new DVD player.”

“We already have one,” comments an increasingly annoyed Katherine.

“The one we have is pretty old,” states Harem Girl. “It’d be great to have a nice, new one.”

“Can’t you make do?” Katherine questions.

“I suppose so,” responds Harem Girl in a disappointed tone. “It’s just that, well, I perform better when I’m happy. I mean, don’t you like what I do for you?”

Harem Girl wiggles her hips a bit, making Katherine moan.

“Okay, okay,” pants Katherine. “I’ll get you the DVD player.”

“Alright!” Harem Girl cheers. “Let’s try a different position.”

Harem Girl moves out of Katherine and turns the girl around. She then slowly slides the strap-on she’s wearing into Katherine’s tender bottom.

“Um, I don’t know if I like this position quite as much,” Katherine comments.

“You’ll like the way I do it,” informs Harem Girl. “I can make you climax just as well from this position. Trust me.”

Harem Girl, holding Katherine close with one of her arms over her breasts and her other arm reaching down between Katherine’s thighs, churns her hips, making Katherine churn hers as well. Katherine is easily and greatly stimulated from this, and is once again almost brought to climax, when:

“Can I have a car?” requests Harem Girl, ceasing her hip movement.

“What do you need a car for?” asks an annoyed Katherine.

“I like to drive around sometimes,” says Harem Girl. “I might want to go to the mall, I dunno. I could drive you to work.”

“I’ll see what I can do about the car,” Katherine says begrudgingly.

“Aw, you’re the best slave owner ever!” exclaims Harem Girl, kissing the back of Katherine’s neck.

Harem Girl continually makes love to Katherine from behind under the blankets until Katherine finally climaxes.

“There you go,” coos Harem Girl, still inside Katherine and stroking her tummy. “You feel good, don’t you? Now just relax. Take nice, deep breaths.”

Katherine’s eyes begin to shut. She can feel Harem Girl’s breath on the side of her face.

“That’s a good lass,” Harem Girl speaks softly into Katherine’s ear. “Now remember, I need all the stuff I just asked for, because without it I won’t be happy and won’t be able to pleasure you as well as I’d like.”

“Mmm hmm,” says Katherine, getting sleepier.

“Okay, so just let yourself drift off, and when you awaken I’ll have dinner ready,” Harem Girl says.

The next day, Katherine decides to dress somewhat more comfortably by wearing a pair of black jeans and a white T-shirt. When Katherine gets to work, she speaks to her photographer about an advance.

“Well how much do you need?” asks the photographer.

“Umm, I’m not sure,” replies Katherine. “I need to buy some makeup, some jewellery, a DVD player, and a car.”

“Well that’s pretty tall order,” remarks the photographer. “I can transfer some of the money you’ll need into your account.”

“I have an account?” Katherine inquires.

“Sure,” the photographer says. “You should have a debit card waiting for you at your house. So why do you need to buy all these things anyway?”

“Well, there’s someone,” Katherine says awkwardly.

“A lover?” the photographer asks.

“Well, yeah, pretty much,” responds Katherine.

“So who is she?” queries the photographer.

“How do you know I’m talking about a ‘she?’” questions Katherine. “I’m not gay.”

“Course you’re not,” the photographer comments with a hint of sarcasm. “It’s just that there are no guys in this village. So is it someone online? A pen pal?”

Katherine looks around the room to see if anyone can hear.

“Okay, it’s a girl,” whispers Katherine.

“You don’t have to whisper,” informs the photographer.

“I’m just not into girls,” states Katherine. “But this one’s different. Anyway, she really wants this stuff. If I don’t give it to her, I’m afraid she won’t be happy and won’t be able to — uh — make — me — uh — happy — you know?”

“Sounds like she’s using sex to manipulate you,” comments the photographer. “Sounds to me like she’s keeping you under her control — like a slave.”

“N-no!” says Katherine, flustered. “No, it’s not like that! She wants to — you know — with me. It’s just that she can’t, uh, perform as well if she isn’t really happy.”

“Well, I’ll tell you what,” the photographer offers. “I’ve had a lot of requests for naked pictures of you. You pose nude and I’ll give you an advance. With it you should be able to buy — most of the things you need.”

“Nude?” queries Katherine nervously. “Oh, I don’t know. I mean, I can’t get her out of my mind. I even dream about her, and then I wake up, well, you know, in the mood. Actually, I’ve been in the mood a lot lately, especially after she cooks me dinner, for some reason. And, well, I like what she does for me. But pose nude? I’m not sure if I can-”

The photographer immediately cups Katherine’s chin and looks deeply into her eyes.

“Just say ‘yes,’” the photographer says almost as a command.

“Yes,” Katherine responds in monotone.

“That’s a good girl,” says the photographer, still looking into Katherine’s eyes. “Now take off your clothes.”

“Yes, ma’am,” replies Katherine, standing up and removing her jeans. Right now, Katherine is wearing her T-shirt and panties. The photographer snaps her fingers for an assistant. One arrives and embraces Katherine from behind. The assistant then slowly lifts up the front of Katherine’s shirt, the cloth softly brushing against her skin.

“W-what are you doing?” asks Katherine.

The photographer picks up a feather.

“The thing is, we’d like to do more than just nude photos,” informs the photographer, slowly tickling Katherine’s tummy. “We’d like to do more stuff like in your DVDs. So we’re gonna have some of the other models kiss you while we take pictures. Maybe we’ll have them do some other stuff with you too.”

“Yes, I’ll do anything you want,” Katherine mindlessly replies, her eyes taking on a sad and defeated look.

The photographer smirks and then releases Katherine. She hands the feather to her assistant. Katherine continues to remove her clothes. She pulls off her shirt and then undoes and removes her bra. As soon as Katherine’s bra is off, the assistant suddenly begins tracing the topless girl’s back with the feather. Katherine immediately falls back into a trance-like state, her eyes staring straight ahead and her mouth hanging open a bit after taking a rapid deep breath from the surprise of suddenly having her back tickled without warning. The photographer giggles. Poor Katherine’s eyes begin to fill with tears.

“It’s fun messing with you,” the photographer says to Katherine. “I promised my assistant that I’d take a few special pictures just for her. You will sign them, of course.”

“I will if she wants me to,” responds Katherine.

“Oh that’s right, you obey whoever’s actually tickling you,” comments the photographer.

“You will pose for special pictures for me,” commands the assistant. “And you will sign the pictures.”

“I am yours and I will do as you command,” submissively replies Katherine.

“That’s much better, Kitten Girl,” says the assistant still tickling Katherine’s back. “Weak-willed girls like you need to know their place.”

“Yes, ma’am,” says Katherine. “I will know my place.”

The assistant then stops tickling Katherine and allows her to finish undressing. She takes off her panties and follows where the assistant and the photographer take her. The photographer takes several pictures of the naked Katherine in humiliated positions. Katherine submits to all of the photographer’s directions and even attempts to look happy for the camera despite how she obviously feels. Katherine is then made to pose with a number of other models, with many of the pictures taken showing Katherine in sexual positions with the girls she poses with. After the shoot, Katherine then signs the special pictures taken for the assistant (which are really very similar to all the other pictures taken) and is permitted to get dressed and go home.

“The advance should be in your bank account by the time you get home,” says the photographer. “You were such a good girl today.”

“Thanks, ma’am,” says Katherine, finishing getting dressed.

Marlene drives Katherine home, shows her where the debit card is, and tells her the PIN number. Marlene then takes Katherine and Harem Girl to the mall, which is conveniently located right next to a car dealership.

“Call me on my cell phone when you’re ready to be picked up,” says Marlene before driving away.

“She’s really nice,” Harem Girl says. “Now let’s go shopping.”

Harem Girl practically drags Katherine to a store that sells makeup. She purchases a great deal of makeup. Katherine is worried that she might not have enough money, but fortunately she does. Harem Girl then takes Katherine to one of many jewellery stores in the mall.

“Uh, some of this stuff you’re looking at is pretty pricey,” remarks Katherine.

“Oh, I’m sure you can afford it,” Harem Girl cutely comments.

Katherine is able to afford the jewellery, but Harem Girl isn’t finished and takes Katherine to an electronics store.

“Ooo, buy me this one,” Harem Girl says while staring at what happens to be the most expensive DVD player in the store.

“Do you really need that one?” questions Katherine.

“Well, I guess I don’t really,” replies Harem Girl, looking downward. “It’s just it’s so nice. It would make me very happy to have it.”

Harem Girl starts to trace her forefinger up and down the front of Katherine’s T-shirt. Katherine begins to feel aroused, which also causes her to become embarrassed.

“Okay, I’ll buy you that one,” surrenders a blushing Katherine.

Despite the ridiculous price of the DVD player, Katherine is actually able to afford it. The two leave the electronics store with Harem Girl smiling and cuddling Katherine close to her.

“Maybe you shouldn’t be quite so affectionate in public,” suggests Katherine.

“Aw, nobody cares,” says Harem Girl, kissing Katherine on the cheek. “Actually, I think they kind of enjoy it.”

Harem Girl spies another jewellery store.

“Oh, look!” exclaims Harem Girl, pulling Katherine to the store. “It’s so beautiful!”

Harem Girl points at a diamond-studded bracelet. Katherine nearly faints from seeing the price tag.

“Oh, please no,” pleads Katherine. “That’s too much.”

“Well I have an idea,” slyly says Harem Girl. “Maybe you could get it for me without having to pay for it.”

Harem Girl whispers something into Katherine’s ear.

“I really shouldn’t,” comments Katherine. “That’s stealing.”

“Aw, come on, ma’am,” sweetly persuades Harem Girl, reaching up under Katherine’s shirt and tracing her index finger around the submissive girl’s bellybutton. “Do it for me.”

“Okay,” Katherine reluctantly replies.

Harem Girl walks into the store. There seems to be only one attendant. Harem Girl asks to see an item right next to the expensive bracelet. The attendant opens the display case to remove the item, leaving the bracelet vulnerable. As Harem Girl is distracting the attendant, Katherine nervously walks into the store and snatches the bracelet. Fortunately, the attendant does not see her. Unfortunately, a security camera does. Before Katherine can make it to the exit, a door off to the side opens and a security guard walks out and grabs Katherine’s arm. The guard has long black hair that’s in a ponytail and is wearing a tight and revealing security guard uniform.

“Come with me,” orders the guard.

“Oh, I’m so sorry,” replies Katherine, frightened, almost crying. “Please go easy on me.”

Harem Girl doesn’t seem to notice Katherine being taken into the side door by the security guard.

“Please, I’ll never do it again,” begs Katherine, being taken into a back room. “You won’t send me to jail, will you?”

“Well, we’ll see what the owner has to say,” says the security guard.

Katherine is taken to a medium-sized security room. There are a few guards there and a woman Katherine can only assume is the owner because she’s wearing a woman’s business suit, which happens to show her legs and cleavage. The woman in the business suit has long blonde hair with two ponytails hanging down around her shoulders. The security guard shows the woman in the business suit the bracelet.

“Well, Julie, are you sure that’s all she stole?” says the woman in the suit. “Better frisk her.”

“Absolutely, Miss Jessica,” happily replies Julie the security guard.

Julie makes Katherine face the wall and place her hands flat against it. Julie then runs her hands into all of the pockets in Katherine’s jeans, only to find her wallet which only contains her debit card.

“You know, Miss Kelly, you’d better take those jeans off so we can do a proper search,” says Julie.

“Do I have to?” Katherine replies, looking around the room at all the women staring at her.

“Alright, just keep standing with your hands against the wall, then,” orders Julie.

Julie then reaches around Katherine’s waist and begins to undo her belt.

“No, wait, I’ll do it,” Katherine says rapidly.

“Too late,” Julie remarks, pulling Katherine’s jeans down.

Julie removes Katherine’s shoes and socks in order to take her jeans off. Julie hands the jeans to another security guard in the room. She then places her hands on Katherine’s hips and presses her body against Katherine’s back a bit. Katherine can feel the guard’s breasts against her back. Julie does nothing for a few seconds and then begins to move her hands down and up Katherine’s bare legs. She slides her hands around and inside Katherine’s thighs and then moves them up past her hips and up her shirt. Julie gently and slowly moves her hands over Katherine’s tummy and back, and then over her bra. She undoes Katherine’s bra and hands it to same guard she handed the jeans to. Julie fondles Katherine’s breasts. Katherine even moans a bit as this is being done to her.

“Do you like that?” asks Julie in a soft voice.

“No,” whines Katherine.

“But you seem to be getting aroused,” Julie says while running her fingertips over Katherine’s nipples.

“Please stop,” begs Katherine, blushing. “Girls shouldn’t make me feel like this.”

Julie then moves her hands down Katherine’s chest, down her tummy, and down beneath the front of her panties. She plays around, “frisking” Katherine, who wiggles and squirms a bit.

“Stop wiggling,” Julie says in a soothing voice. “Just relax a bit.”

Katherine stops wiggling and squirming. Julie slides her hand down the back of Katherine’s panties. Katherine gasps a bit, but doesn’t move. A few minutes later, Julie removes her hands from Katherine’s panties and turns the girl to face Jessica.

“Well, she didn’t steal anything else,” informs Julie. “Would you like to press charges for what she did steal?”

“I’m so sorry,” sobs Katherine. “I’ll never do it again. Please don’t lock me up. I’ve learned my lesson. . . .”

While Katherine is going on about how sorry she is, Julie pulls up Katherine’s shirt and tickles her tummy by wiggling her fingertips along it. Katherine immediately stops talking.

“That’s better,” comments Julie. “We’ve all seen The Adventures of Bikini Girl — Kitten Girl.”

“I think you can stop tickling her now,” says Jessica.

“May I give her just one command, Miss?” requests Julie.

“Okay, one,” grants Jessica.

“Kiss me, Kitten Girl,” orders Julie.

“Yes, ma’am,” replies Katherine, embracing Julie and deeply kissing her.

“Did you enjoy that?” asks Jessica.

“Yeah,” answers Julie, panting a bit.

“Okay, moving on,” Jessica says. “Kitten Girl, I’m not going to press charges against you.”

“Oh, thank you so much!” cheers Katherine.

“However,” adds Jessica. “That doesn’t mean that you’re completely free to go.”

Katherine begins to look worried.

“Take off your shirt, Kitten Girl,” orders Jessica.

The weak-willed Katherine nervously removes her shirt, rendering her completely topless and nearly naked.

“Very good,” says Jessica, approaching Katherine and holding up the bracelet. “You really are as easy to control as the DVDs suggested. Now, look at the bracelet. Watch the diamonds sparkle. . . .”

Jessica continually tilts the bracelet back and forth in front of Katherine’s eyes. Katherine watches the bracelet sparkle as it catches the room’s light, and listens closely to Jessica’s hypnotic commands, which soon run together. Katherine can hear Jessica’s words, but she isn’t really listening anymore. Katherine’s subconscious, on the other hand, is listening — and obeying. Katherine soon falls asleep, her head drooping, her body going limp. She’s caught by Julie who holds her close and strokes her hair. Jessica programs Katherine to be her love slave for the next few hours. And for those next few hours, the women in the room have a “party” with Katherine. After which, Jessica takes Katherine out of her trance and allows to put her clothes back on. She even gives Katherine the bracelet.

“Here,” says Jessica, giving the bracelet to Katherine. “I think you’ve earned it. Go impress your girlfriend. She’s been waiting for some time for you.”

“Thanks, ma’am,” says Katherine before leaving the store.

When Katherine walks outside the store, she sees Harem Girl sitting on a bench waiting for her.

“Here,” Katherine says to Harem Girl, giving her the bracelet.

“Oh, wow!” exclaims Harem Girl. “They let you take it? How’d it go in there?”

“I don’t want to talk about it,” confirms Katherine.

“Why? What happened?” asks Harem Girl. “Please tell me.”

“They used me for — ‘fun,’” remarks Katherine.

“Oh,” says Harem Girl. “I’m sorry. Hey, let’s go to the car dealership!”

“There’s no way I can afford to buy you a car!” Katherine exclaims. “That is so not gonna happen!”

“Aw, come on,” persuades Harem Girl. “We can look, can’t we? Please.”

Harem Girl then kisses Katherine in front of all the other shoppers. The other shoppers stare, not because they’re offended, but because it turns them on.

“Okay, let’s just go,” an embarrassed Katherine says in a low voice.

So Katherine and Harem Girl go to the car dealership. Harem Girl immediately spies a car she likes. It’s coloured a bluish-purple, looks fast and fancy, and is one of the more expensive cars on the lot.

“I can’t buy that now,” says Katherine. “And besides, why do you want something that expensive? There are lots of other cheaper cars here.”

“But this one looks so cool!” remarks Harem Girl.

“You interested in this car?” asks a familiar voice behind the girls.

They turn around and see Hilary Hart. She looks hot, with her long blonde hair hanging down and cut in a bang over her forehead. Her clothes consist of jean cutoffs and a tight T-shirt that’s tied up to expose her midriff.

“Hilary!” Katherine says in surprise. “What are you going to do to me this time?”

“I’m not going to do anything to you,” defends Hilary.

“But you’re the one who recorded me dancing that time,” states Katherine.

“Oh, yeah,” Hilary clumsily responds. “But, you see, the thing is, uh, I was, um, hypnotized. Yeah, uh, Serpent Girl, she totally hypnotized me into doing that.”

“There, you see, ma’am?” says Harem Girl. “She’s completely innocent.”

“Oh, okay,” Katherine sheepishly replies.

“So you wanna buy this car?” asks Hilary.

“You sell cars here?” inquires Harem Girl.

“Yeah, sort of,” says Hilary. “I’m friends with the owner of this particular dealership. She pretty much put me in charge for the time being.”

“We can’t afford this,” Katherine informs.

“Oh, that’s too bad,” comments Hilary. “Because someone is coming by later this evening buy it.”

Yes, it’s the oldest cliché in the book, but as one would expect, Katherine is completely fooled by it.

“Really?” Katherine says, looking at Harem Girl’s pleading gaze. “Uh, I’m sorry, but I just don’t have the money for this car now. Are you sure you can’t hold on to it?”

“Well, why don’t you and I talk about this in my office?” Hilary offers. “Harem Girl, you don’t mind waiting here while I talk to your friend, do you?”

“No, I don’t mind at all,” says Harem Girl.

“Great,” says Hilary. “In fact, since we’re friends, here’s the keys to the car. You can sit in it and listen to the radio or something. Just don’t drive off with it.”

“Thanks!” Harem Girl says excitedly, taking the offered keys.

Hilary and Katherine walk off to a nearby building on the lot. Hilary takes Katherine inside her secluded and private office.

“I don’t know what you wanna talk about,” says Katherine. “I really don’t have the money for that car.”

“Well, there are other forms of payment,” Hilary comments.

“What do you mean?” innocently asks Katherine.

“Are you serious?” says Hilary. “I really have to spell it out for you? I wanna sleep with you.”

“Why would you wanna sleep with-ooohhh no,” remarks Katherine, finally getting it. “I just did that to buy her a bracelet.”

“I see,” responds Hilary. “You know, girls like her need to be kept happy. If you tell her she can’t have that car, well, I mean, I don’t know just how ‘close’ you and her are, but I can imagine. Don’t you want her to be completely happy? The happier she is, the more she’ll be able to perform for you, you know, in bed.”

Katherine, depressed, slumps into a chair. She looks down at the floor.

“Okay,” she says, moping. “How do you want to do this?”

“Well, for starters, I want you to stand up take off your clothes,” states Hilary.

Katherine stands up and begins to slowly undress.

“That’s right, Kitten Girl,” says Hilary. “Nice and slow.”

Soon, Katherine is completely naked. Her entire body is blushing from embarrassment.

“Now walk over here,” Hilary orders. “And walk sexy.”

Katherine walks slowly, swaying her hips, over to Hilary.

“You know, you don’t look very aroused,” states Hilary, holding up two fingers before Katherine. “Lick.”

Katherine licks Hilary’s fingers. Hilary then reaches down between Katherine’s legs and plays with her there, getting her hot. Katherine doesn’t want to be turned on by this, but can’t help it.

“That’s much better,” comments Hilary, seeing that Katherine is now blushing more from arousal than embarrassment. “I’ve got a bed in the back we can use. It’s pretty large and comfy.”

The two go in the back room and have sex for about an hour. Both girls are naked when they walk back into the main office.

“Well, I guess the car is yours,” says Hilary, flushed. “But before you leave, there’s something I wanna show you. Just stand against the wall here.”

Hilary sits at her computer while Katherine stands with her back against the wall.

“I have a new program on this computer,” informs Hilary. “It’s a brainwashing program. That’s right, I’m going to brainwash you, Kitten Girl. It uses flashing lights and subliminal messages to make the subject, that’s you, a mindless slave.”

“Please,” begs Katherine. “Don’t brainwash me. Isn’t what we just did enough?”

“Uh, that’s a really expensive car,” states Hilary. “What we did was a down payment. Now look at the screen.”

Katherine obediently looks at the screen, while Hilary walks behind the computer. Soon a series of bright flashing lights emanate from the computer screen. Katherine’s eyes begin to blink. She becomes drowsy. She tries shaking her head a bit in an attempt to keep herself awake. It doesn’t work. Her body starts to slowly slide down the wall she’s backed against. Katherine soon slides all the way down and is now sitting on the floor asleep.

“Open your eyes, Kitten Girl,” instructs Hilary.

Katherine opens her eyes. Hilary tilts the computer screen down to Katherine’s field of vision.

“Keep staring at the blinking lights,” Hilary orders the receptive Katherine. “You’re mine, Kitten Girl. You’re mine.”

Hilary holds the flashing computer screen while Katherine mindlessly stares at it. Hilary reaches her arm around to the keyboard. She’s careful not to look directly at the computer screen herself. She presses the “enter” key and a series of beeps sound off.

“Okay, Kitten Girl, you can go back to sleep now,” Hilary says after the last beep.

Katherine’s eyes shut and her head droops forward.

A few minutes later, Hilary and Katherine walk back outside to the car which Harem Girl is sitting in. Hilary has her arm around Katherine’s waist and appears to almost be guiding her. Katherine seems to be in a daze or a trance. Both girls are wearing exactly what they had on before they walked into Hilary’s office. Harem Girl steps out of the car.

“Looks like you got a new car,” Hilary says to Harem Girl.

“Really?” Harem Girl says excitedly. “Oh cool!”

“Yeah, you can drive her home right now if you like,” states Hilary.

Harem Girl kisses Katherine on the lips.

“Thanks so much, ma’am!” cheers Harem Girl.

The two get in the car, wave “goodbye” to Hilary, and drive off.

“Hey, you look kinda out of it,” says Harem Girl while driving. “You okay, ma’am?”

“Yeah,” plainly responds Katherine. “S’okay if I take a nap?”

“Yeah, you don’t have to ask me,” Harem Girl says.

Katherine slumps in the comfy car seat and dozes. When the girls reach home, Harem Girl carries Katherine — cradling her — into the house and lays her on the couch. She sits next to the slumbering Katherine, stroking her hair and brushing her bangs affectionately.

“What do you want for dinner, sleepyhead?” Harem Girl asks.

Katherine slowly opens her eyes.

“Doesn’t matter what I want,” replies Katherine. “All that matters is what you want.”

“Are you okay?” queries Harem Girl. “Did Hilary do something to you?”

“Can’t talk about that,” says Katherine. “You want me to make dinner?”

“No, I’ll make it,” says Harem Girl, somewhat puzzled. “You like lemon chicken?”

Katherine sleepily nods.

“Okay, you just relax here,” coos Harem Girl, getting up to go make dinner.

Katherine looks across the room from where she’s lying down. She sees a wall clock with a shiny gold-coloured pendulum swinging back and forth. The pendulum casually hypnotizes Katherine. She’s unable to look away from the pendulum and is open to all commands. Katherine is continually mesmerized by the pendulum until Harem Girl calls her for dinner.

“Dinner is ready, ma’am,” calls Harem Girl. “You gonna come to the table?”

“Yes, I will obey,” replies Katherine, getting off the couch.

Harem Girl screws up her expression, but then sees the clock which Katherine had been staring at.

“Oh, the clock hypnotized you, did it?” asks Harem Girl. “That’s pretty embarrassing, being so easily hypnotized and brainwashed. What’s more embarrassing is being the slave of someone so easily hypnotized and brainwashed.”

Harem Girl walks over to Katherine and snaps her fingers repeatedly before her eyes, waking her from her trance.

“Oh, what?” Katherine says, coming back to herself. “Did Marlene drive us home?”

“No, you bought the car, remember?” says Harem Girl.

“Oh, right,” replies Katherine.

“Come on, let’s have some dinner,” suggests Harem Girl.

The two sit down and have dinner. The aphrodisiacs in the food and drinks make Katherine desire sex. Her and Harem Girl make love in the bedroom after dinner and then sit down on the couch to watch some television. While on the couch, Harem Girl gives Katherine a massage.

“You like this, ma’am?” asks Harem Girl while gently rubbing Katherine’s shoulders.

“Mmm, yeah,” replies a relaxed Katherine, her eyes closed.

Just then, the phone rings. Katherine suddenly tenses up.

“I have to answer that,” says Katherine, getting up off the couch.

When Katherine says “hello” into the phone, she hears a series of beeps, the same ones from the brainwashing program. Katherine’s expression becomes sleepy. She then hears Hilary Hart’s voice.

“You owe a payment on the car, Kitten Girl,” says Hilary. “Come down to the dealership to pay it.”

“Yes, I’ll be right there,” responds Katherine in a trance.

Hilary hangs up.

“I have to go to the car dealership,” says Katherine while hanging up the phone. “I have to make another payment on the car.”

“Well, okay, if you have to go,” responds Harem Girl.

Katherine takes the car keys and walks out the door. Harem Girl hears the car start and then drive away. The phone rings again. Harem Girl picks it up.

“Hello?” she says.

She pauses while the voice on the other end speaks. It isn’t Hilary this time.

“Yes, everything’s going fine,” says Harem Girl. “Are you sure? Okay, I’ll do that this morning. Goodbye.”

When Katherine arrives at the dealership, she finds Hilary sitting in her office watching the final episode of The Adventures of Bikini Girl. Katherine sees the show playing and becomes aroused.

“You’re getting pretty hot now, aren’t ya, Kitten Girl?” Hilary says with a cute smile. “Have a seat.”

Katherine sits down and continues watching the show in her hypnotic state. The television shows Hilary as Bikini Girl at her headquarters. The phone rings. Bikini Girl answers it.

“Hello?” says Bikini Girl.

“Hello, Bikini Girl,” says Hypno Girl, on the other end. “Guess who’s found your new hideout.”

“What do you want?” Bikini Girl asks sternly.

“I want a truce,” replies Hypno Girl. “Just please hear me out.”

“Well, alright,” Bikini Girl concedes. “I guess I can give you that much.”

For the next few minutes Hypno Girl gives Bikini Girl several sets of instructions, but speaks them too fast for her to follow. Bikini Girl becomes confused, trying to sort out what Hypno Girl is saying to her. Hypno Girl then finishes her bizarre series of unclear instructions by simply saying, “now sleep.” Bikini Girl’s eyes shut and she slides with her back against the wall down into a kneeling position. She drops the phone, sleeping soundly. Kitten Girl walks into the room, sees Bikini Girl sleeping in the corner of the room, and picks up the phone she dropped. As soon as Kitten Girl says “hello” into the phone, Hypno Girl gives the same unclear and rapid instructions to Kitten Girl, also ending with “now sleep.” Kitten Girl falls asleep just as Bikini Girl had before. She slumps beside Bikini Girl, her head resting on Bikini Girl’s shoulder. A few seconds later, Hypno Girl enters the room with Serpent Girl.

“Good job picking that lock, Serpent Girl,” Hypno Girl says to her companion.

The girls pick up Bikini Girl and Kitten Girl and take them to Hypno Girl’s lair. As Hilary and Katherine are watching this on TV, the Seductress walks into the room and behind Hilary, placing her hands on Hilary’s shoulders.

“It must be pretty weird watching yourself get brainwashed on television,” comments the Seductress.

“Yeah,” replies Hilary. “I still get sleepy watching this.”

On TV, Hypno Girl and Serpent Girl lie Bikini Girl and Kitten Girl down inside a van. They then get in themselves and drive off. While in the van, Bikini Girl begins to stir from her slumber.

“Where am I?” she asks sleepily.

Serpent Girl, who is kneeling beside Bikini Girl, removes Bikini Girl’s necklace and dangles the metal ball hanging from it over her eyes while rubbing her tummy.

“You’re nowhere, dear,” coos Serpent Girl. “Just go back to sleep.”

Hilary’s eyes follow the swinging metal ball and slowly shut as she drifts back off. The show then jump cuts to Bikini Girl and Kitten Girl at Hypno Girl’s lair, both tied up and in kneeling positions. Both girls are still asleep. Hypno Girl walks into the room and snaps her fingers a number of times before each of the tied up girls’ faces, waking them up. Kitten Girl is the first one to be brainwashed, which is extremely easy as Hypno Girl takes Bikini Girl’s necklace, swings it before Kitten Girl’s eyes for a few seconds, and then commands her to obey. Kitten Girl complies and is permitted to sleep. Hypno Girl then turns to Bikini Girl.

“You’ve already been hypnotized, Bikini Girl,” says Hypno Girl, tickling Bikini Girl under her chin.

“Please don’t make me your slave,” begs Bikini Girl, still under the influence of Serpent Girl’s previous hypnotism. “You win, okay? I’ll give up being a superheroine.”

“You’re hot when you beg,” states Hypno Girl. “I can’t believe I’ve won so easily. I want you.”

Hypno Girl kisses Bikini Girl and then stares deeply into her eyes.

“You’re in my power,” says Hypno Girl.

“Please,” Bikini Girl continually begs in a drowsy voice. “At least let Kitten Girl go.”

“Alright, I’ll let her go,” Hypno Girl lies.

“Thank you,” Bikini Girl replies, fully giving in now. “Do what you want with me.”

Hypno Girl takes Bikini Girl down deeper into hypnosis. She makes Bikini Girl say things like “I obey you” and “I am your slave.” Hypno Girl then gently rocks Bikini Girl, telling her how sleepy she is. Bikini Girl’s eyes gently close. Hypno Girl then tells her that she’ll be very happy as a slave, and when she wakes up she’ll feel pure ecstasy when called on to serve Hypno Girl. Kitten Girl is then also programmed in the same way.

“You know I actually believed you when you told me you were gonna free Kitten Girl,” says Hilary while watching this on TV.

“Well of course you believed me, I had you completely hypnotized,” replies the Seductress.

“Speaking of which,” says Serpent Girl, who walks into the room and sits in Hilary’s lap, placing an arm around her shoulder. “Did you tell Kitten Girl earlier today that I had hypnotized you and then commanded you to record her dancing?”

“Uh, well yeah,” nervously replies Hilary. “I mean, I was trying to get her to trust me. You’re not bothered by this, are you?”

“Not at all,” responds Serpent Girl with a sly smirk, suddenly holding up two fingers together and slowly waving them before Hilary’s eyes. “Just follow my fingers with your eyes, Hilary.”

Hilary’s eyes slowly follow Serpent Girl’s fingers. Serpent Girl cutely smirks the entire time she’s mesmerizing Hilary.

“You will do as I say, Hilary,” commands Serpent Girl.

“I will do as you say,” repeats Hilary.

“You’re my obedient slave,” says Serpent Girl.

“I’m your obedient slave,” responds Hilary.

“That’s a good girl,” coos Serpent Girl, now tickling Hilary under her chin instead of mesmerizing her.

“Hey, look at Kitten Girl,” interrupts the Seductress.

The three girls look over at Katherine, who is now playing with herself. She has one hand up her shirt and her other hand down her jeans. She looks sad. She doesn’t want to be aroused, but Mistress Misty’s hypnotic conditioning commands her to be aroused whenever she watches the show. Hilary, Serpent Girl, and the Seductress all slink towards Katherine. They stand around her and pick her up from the chair she’s sitting in.

“I think you’d better take it easy, Kitten Girl,” says the Seductress, pulling Katherine’s hand out from her jeans.

Serpent Girl then pulls Katherine’s other hand out from under her shirt, and Hilary begins to undo the brainwashed girl’s belt buckle.

“Here, just let us take over,” says Hilary, now pulling Katherine’s jeans down and removing them after taking off her shoes.

Katherine stands in place, somewhat bewildered while the girls remove her clothes. Serpent Girl slides off Katherine’s shirt, the Seductress undoes her bra, and Hilary removes Katherine’s panties. The three girls remain huddled around Katherine, their arms around her hips and shoulders. They comfort Katherine, making her feel warm and nice. At this point, Katherine almost doesn’t mind that she’s about to be used for sex. Occasionally, one or more of the girls traces a forefinger down Katherine’s back or tummy. They admire Katherine’s naked body for about a minute or two and then walk Katherine into the “bedroom” of sorts in the back. Once in the room, the girls disappear under the covers of the bed. A completely exhausted Katherine has to be driven back to her house five hours later. Katherine is walked into her house by Serpent Girl, who takes her to bed and tucks her in beside the already asleep Harem Girl. Serpent Girl kisses Katherine on the cheek before leaving.

The next morning, Katherine is being made love to from behind by Harem Girl and her strap-on. Harem Girl temporarily stops just before Katherine climaxes, as usual.

“Kitten Girl,” says Harem Girl in an authoritative tone. “I’m not your slave anymore. From now on, you’re my slave.”

“What!” exclaims Katherine.

“That’s right, slave,” remarks Harem Girl. “Tell me you’re my slave, or I won’t let you climax.”

“Did I upset you?” asks Katherine, trying to understand.

Harem Girl wiggles her hips a bit, making Katherine moan.

“Say you’ll obey me, slave,” commands Harem Girl.

“I-I obey you,” submits Katherine. “I am your slave.”

Harem Girl pulls the strap-on out of Katherine and takes it off.

“What are you doing?” Katherine whines. “Won’t you let me climax?”

“Not yet,” says Harem Girl, tossing the strap-on underwear into the corner of the room. “There’s a harem slave girl costume in the closet that should fit you. You will put it on and dance for me. Then maybe I’ll consider giving you pleasure.”

“Y-yes, ma’am,” replies Katherine on the verge of tears.

“Humph,” comments Harem Girl. “You always cry. It’s pathetic.”

Katherine, her head hung low, walks into the closet. She walks out a few minutes later wearing a sexy harem slave costume, similar to what Harem Girl usually wears.

“You look very cute, slave,” Harem Girl says condescendingly. “You’re so easily manipulated by sex. I can make you do anything. Now dance.”

Katherine performs a kind of sexy belly dance for Harem Girl. She swivels her hips with her arms up above her head. She curves and twists her body in pleasing ways. The entire time she dances, Katherine continually gives Harem Girl looks that mix pleading with seduction. She continues this for about ten minutes before both she and Harem Girl hear clapping. Suddenly, Mistress Misty, leather costume and all, enters the room with Belly Dancer and Marlene.

“Okay, I think we can stop this silliness now,” comments Misty.

“Mistress Misty!” Katherine exclaims with surprise.

“I’m sorry, Kitten Girl,” says Harem Girl in earnest. “No one went to prison. I’m sorry I was so mean to you.”

“I made her act that way,” admits Misty.

“I-is this part of — the harem?” inquires Katherine.

“No, this is a real village,” states Misty. “One that I’ve purchased. I own an entire village. Pretty cool, huh?”

“Marlene?” Katherine says, turning to the woman.

“I’m sorry, Kitten Girl,” responds Marlene. “Everyone here belongs to the Mistress.”

“Then are the DVDs really not open to the public?” asks Katherine with a glimmer of hope.

“On no, anyone can buy them,” says Misty. “They’re not quite as popular as those fake news reports said they were, but they sell reasonably well.”

“Fake news reports?” Katherine queries.

“Let me show you,” Misty offers.

The girls all go into the living room. Misty turns on the TV. Candy is on reporting what seems to be a news report.

“Today’s top story is all about Kitten Girl,” says Candy.

Katherine looks at the TV set.

“Kitten Girl is feeling very sleepy today,” Candy comments while pulling her locket from between her breasts and swinging it on television. “Yes, Kitten Girl is getting very sleepy.”

Katherine’s eyes droop shut and she slumps into Misty’s arms.

“Listen closely to me,” orders Misty while holding Katherine close. “You’re not Katherine Kelly anymore. You’re back to being Kitten Girl. You remember everything that happened to you from when I last hypnotized you with the pen. You remember my programming you to think you’re free. You remember the police station. You remember who Candy is. You remember my further programming you to turn to channel sixty-nine when I phoned you. You remember everything.”

Misty snaps her fingers several times, waking Kitten Girl from her trance. She hands Kitten Girl a cardboard box.

“It’s your costume, Kitten Girl,” informs Misty. “Put it on.”

“Mistress?” interrupts Harem Girl. “May I make her climax first?”

“Very well,” Misty concedes.

“Thank you, Mistress,” both Harem Girl and Kitten Girl say in unison.

Kitten Girl begins to undress with Harem Girl’s help. Once Kitten Girl is completely naked, Harem Girl gets on her knees and orally pleasures her. Harem Girl strokes Kitten Girl’s thighs and hips while servicing her. In only a few minutes, Kitten Girl climaxes. It feels better than any she’s had in a while. It’s so good that she falls backward into Mistress Misty’s arms.

“I really don’t like using that thing,” says Harem Girl, referring to the strap-on. “I’m so sorry for the way I treated you, Kitten Girl. Mistress Misty commanded me to act that way.”

“Okay, Kitten Girl,” Misty says, changing the subject. “Put your costume on.”

Kitten Girl gets dressed into her familiar white bra and panties cat costume. Misty personally places the collar around Kitten Girl’s neck.

“Now, we’re going back to the harem,” states Misty, stroking Kitten Girl’s tummy. “The Mandy twins are waiting for you among a number of other girls.”

“Yes, Mistress,” Kitten Girl sadly responds.

All of the girls walk outside and get into a van. All of them save for Mistress Misty and Kitten Girl.

“We’ll take your new car back,” says Misty. “You were supposed to buy this car, you know. I thought you’d look cool in it.”

“Will all of the other girls be waiting back at the harem?” Kitten Girl asks.

“Yeah,” replies Misty. “This was a fun experiment, but I’m bored with it now. Everything’s going back to normal, so to speak.”

“Will I ever be truly free?” Kitten Girl inquires.

“Well, I’ll tell you what,” offers Misty. “If you can stay awake for the entire car ride back to the harem, I’ll release you.”

“You mean it!” excitedly asks Kitten Girl.

“Sure thing,” responds Misty. “And I promise I won’t say anything. You just have to sit in your comfy seat and stay awake.”

Misty and Kitten Girl get in the car. Misty starts the engine and begins to drive down the road, leaving the village. She secretly presses a button under the steering wheel. A panel on the dashboard in front of Kitten Girl opens. Beneath it is a small circular screen. Glowing pink circles expand outward like ripples in water over the screen. As Misty had promised, she says nothing. She simply sits in the driver’s seat and smiles while keeping her eyes on the road. Kitten Girl, on the other hand, can’t take her eyes off the pink ripples. Her eyelids droop, droop, droop, and finally close. Kitten Girl’s head slumps forward and her body goes limp in the comfy passenger seat as she sleeps soundly. Mistress Misty glances briefly at the slumbering Kitten Girl. She strokes her slave’s hair once and resumes watching the road. Kitten Girl is and will always be completely and helplessly open to command.