Now, I honestly had no idea that anything had happened to me whatsoever. I’ll tell you how I even know that “introduction” later on, but for now, I’ll just tell you things as I found them out.

I woke up outside the room, and I thought I had gone in, tried to interview the new patient, and had just come up short. I had been commanded while in my trance to completely believe that nothing had happened and I didn’t even notice that I’d experienced one of the most amazing orgasms I’ve ever felt very recently.

So that left me to just continue about with my daily routine. I’ll tell you a bit about some of the people I work with.

“You get anything out of the patient?”

“No.” I looked over at Shana. She was sort of a petite woman, maybe 5’4” or so, with a fairly modest figure. She was cute as ever, though — I’d describe her as being beautiful in a classic way. She had almost childlike eyes, despite the rest of her looking adult, and very straight blonde hair, about shoulder-length, that she usually kept in a bob.

“That’s too bad.”

I nodded. “Yeah, I know. Just really quiet, seems really shy. He’s cute, though.”

Shana made a face. “Ew, Jennifer, it’s half dog!”

I smiled some as I pretended to look through some files. “Yeah, but I like animals. I think they’re adorable.”

“But isn’t finding that patient attractive like saying you’re into beastiality?”

“No way, not in the slightest. Animals and humans that look like animals are completely different. I mean, what about Playboy bunnies? A lot of guys find those outfits attractive, and it’s just trying to look more like an animal.”

“I suppose. But still.”

Shana had the same sort of job I did, just a general doctor for the labs, nothing specific — “patient relations,” I’m sure we should’ve been called. But, then, my ideas for titles were never taken into consideration all that much. Anyway, Shana and I usually worked separately, but often we’d get together when we weren’t working to gossip about the patients and other staff members and to just generally unwind.

Sometimes the unwinding involved a bit of drinking, and although I’m not very slutty when I’m drunk, Shana definitely is. I’m sure it has something to do with sexual repression — probably didn’t experience the right things, or had some bad experiences, or something — but she’s kind of uptight. Once she gets some alcohol in her, though, she becomes extremely friendly.

Especially towards me. Not that I mind, of course — I’ve always been sexually open to anything that looked attractive.

Shana shrugged. “OK, so what if I come with you, then? Maybe the patient will respond to me differently.”

“Yeah, I guess that would be alright. I doubt anything’s going to come of it. If not, I need to get back to some of my other patients.”

I asked James to turn the video equipment off again. I’m not exactly sure why, I just felt an impulse to try and interview the patient without anyone watching. Except for Shana, of course, but she was coming with me, so it wasn’t so much a problem.

The two of us stood outside the patient’s room, holding our clipboards against our chest as we talked to each other. We probably looked like a couple of schoolgirls before walking into a new classroom.

“Did he say anything at all last time?”

“No, not really. I had James shut the camera off for a few minutes, to see if that would ease him at all, but it didn’t. I told James to just go ahead and leave it off completely this time, so hopefully it will help.”

“Do you think he’ll be even more comfortable with two people coming in to talk to him?”

“Maybe. He could always just ask us to leave, you know.”

“Yeah, I know.”

There was a slight buzzing sound as we looked up at the camera that monitored the hallway. “Sorry. Doctor Jennifer O’Shea.”

“Doctor Shana Whitmore.”

“Have fun, you two. Good luck with the patient — don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.”

James did a lot of everything, so that really didn’t say much. We just smiled at the little warning, then walked into the room as the door slid open and allowed us entry.

The patient was sitting against the wall, his knees drawn up, his elbows resting on top of his knees. He looked much more relaxed than he did the last time I had seen him.

Shana looked at me, then to him. “Hello.”

He looked up, then glanced at me. I looked into his eyes for a moment, and suddenly felt like I would melt. All he had to do was look at me and I felt like I could just curl up against him and be his little pet.

He looked back to Shana, and nodded slowly, answering faintly, “Hello…” He looked back to me. “Doctor O’Shea, can I see you a moment…?”

I exchanged a glance with Shana, then shrugged as I walked over to the patient. “Of course you can.”

I crouched down beside him as he leaned in to whisper to me, but whatever he said, I didn’t really hear it. The moment he said it, my mind went completely and utterly blank. I suddenly felt very relaxed and comfortable and a happy, sleepy look came over my face as I stood back up, just nodding slowly. “Shana, come here…” I don’t even know why I asked her over, and my voice sounded like it was far off. Maybe I just wanted Master to meet her.

Shana seemed a little suspicious, but she walked over. She looked at me for a moment, a puzzled expression on her face, then looked to my Master. I looked over at her as I simply stood there, completely obedient for my Master, waiting to be told what to do.

I saw Shana’s arms drop to her sides as her clipboard fell from her hands. She didn’t even seem to notice the clattering sound it made as she just stared into Master’s eyes. It looked quite familiar, though at the time I had no idea it was because I had undergone the same process already.

Shana just looked like she was staring at him for a long time, but I noticed that her expression started to seem kind of spacy, more and more so as time passed. Master didn’t say anything, and I assumed it was because he could talk to us mentally without us being aware of it.

Whatever he was telling her, it was certainly working. She started to sway slightly, as if standing was too much effort because she was so relaxed, and a slight smile spread across her face as she nodded slowly, her eyes falling half-shut, staring off into nothing.

And God it made me hot. I was just staring at this woman being turned into what I figured would be a new fuck-toy for Master. I suddenly remember the previous day, and how I’d been completely dominated and commanded to suck his cock while I fucked myself. I started to get highly turned on at the thought of watching my friend be turned into the same thing.

I’m not sure if Master told me to or if I did it of my own accord, but I quickly stripped down to nothing, not even taking my time as I had the previous day. I wanted to touch myself, to stimulate my arousal even further, but I knew that Master didn’t want that yet. I felt agony as I simply had to stand still, my nipples hardening and my slit dampening further every second as I watched Shana become more and more blank, more empty, more submissive.

I didn’t even need to hear her thoughts or hear her say anything, I knew she was becoming submissive for Master. And I wanted to submit for Master, as well.

So you can imagine my surprise when, rather out of the blue, Shana turned, wrapped her arms around me, and pressed her lips firmly against mine. Without hesitation, I slipped my arms around her, cursing in the back of my mind that she still had clothes on, and pressed up against her as I returned the kiss fully.

I had absolutely no thought to what I was doing, but I knew that it was making Master happy as I felt him commanding me, felt him dominating my mind and felt him causing things to feel much better than they actually did. Somehow, he was tricking my mind into feeling greater physical sensation and pleasure than my brain would otherwise allow normally, and so I had absolutely no intention of resisting in any way. The thought of resisting had long been out of my head, anyhow.

The idea of clothes then became ludicrous, and I just started ripping Shana’s off. I pulled her labcoat off, then her shirt — tearing the buttons off it as I simply pulled it away from her. I was showing off, even though really I was just starting to feel desperate.

I got the feeling I was going to be feeling desperate often, but even if I did mind, I wouldn’t have been able to think about it. Between my Master controlling my very consciousness and the arousal that was rapidly building up inside me, I didn’t stand a chance against anything.

Soon enough, Shana was entangled with me, nude, as we started kissing each other around our bodies. I bit her neck, then suckled firmly, while her hands began to roam my body. I moaned loudly against her skin as I pressed into her again, my breasts crushing into hers — I didn’t mind the pain at all. My master had tricked my mind into thinking it was just pleasure of another kind, so I just kept doing it. Our nipples rubbed against each other as we squirmed against each other, and it shot sensations through my whole body, down to my sex, which was almost dripping wet by that point.

Finally we both just sank to our knees, wrapped around each other, while we began to explore each other’s body. Shana went first, leaning me back some as she leaned over me. I closed my eyes as I felt the blood start to rush to my head, then completely ignored it as I felt much better sensations against my breasts. I’m sure Shana was kissing them and occasionally slipping her tongue out to tease me, but all I could feel was a constant pleasure that seemed implacable.

Whatever she was doing to me, I wanted more. Master wanted more. I thought it odd that Master didn’t want to join in with us, but I figured he was only waiting to do so later. That train of thought quickly derailed as Shana laid me down on the floor and then lowered herself so that she was hovering over me.

She slid back up my body, letting it brush over mine, sending little tingles of warm arousal between my legs. She kissed me once more, and I tried to reach up and cup her face in my palms, but I found I couldn’t. I struggled to reach up and touch her, but I found the only movements I could make were my quickened breathing, my aroused writhing and my louder moans.

I could have screamed, I was so desperate to touch her, to try and return the pleasure she was giving me, but somehow I knew the reason I wasn’t was Master. I knew he was still sitting against the wall, knees drawn up, just silently commanding us like some kind of puppeteer.

Shana began to kiss down my body, letting her arms move up over her head and resting her palms on my shoulders as she began to kiss my breasts again. I began to lose track of where I was feeling pleasure once more as it began to envelope my entire body, starting at my chest and very slowly oozing out to other parts. I felt it spread a little more quickly towards my stomach, and I assumed Shana was simply kissing further down.

The pleasure continued to spread, slowly towards my head, but rapidly down, past my waist, and to my legs. I got the feeling that the slightest touch to my sex would make me cum, but Shana didn’t pay any attention to it yet. She was moving down my legs, and I could feel her kissing the insides of my thighs briefly before moving down further, and soon my entire body was blanketed in hot, intense pleasure — except the one part that was just begging for release, as the intenseness was still arousal.

I tried to speak, but all that came out was a series of desperate moans. I tried to urge Shana to move back up, although I could barely tell where she was touching me at this point — just that it wasn’t where I wanted it to be. Or maybe where Master wanted it to be.

And then I felt her tongue push past my folds and I instantly came. My hips bucked up, but she pushed them back down to the floor and buried her tongue inside me. I started gasping in pleasure as my toes curled and I clenched my hands, wishing I could reach up and grab onto her to try and steady myself. The orgasm pulsed through my body, but it didn’t fade or weaken after time.

As Shana continued to explore inside me, I was struck by another orgasm, jolting my entire body into submission, this time to Shana’s attentions. My obedience to Master had not faded at all, but all my focus was shifted to Shana as she began to induce orgasm after orgasm.

It’s rather hazy after that. I have no idea how long I lied there, but when I became consciously aware again, I was standing in front of the patient, fully clothed. Shana was no longer there, but the room reeked of feminine musk.

But that time, I could remember everything that happened — and I remembered my previous encounter with this patient. My memory had come flooding back to me. He was looking up at me, though not directly at my eyes, as if waiting.

I opened my mouth to say something, but no words came out. I almost felt stupefied by him. How could I have abandoned myself so easily without any thought to what I was doing?

Finally, he broke the silence. His voice seemed soothing, somewhat deep, but soft. “I blocked your memories because I didn’t know how you’d respond. I gave them back to you, though.” He paused for a second. “Are you upset?”

That wasn’t really the emotion I was feeling. I suppose I should’ve been upset. When I thought about it, though, what he made me do… I felt heavenly by the end of it. I didn’t care to be so submissive to him, but I had never felt such intense pleasure. And Shana and I had engaged in lesbian activity before, but not like that. I wanted to do something to her in return, but the pleasure I felt was unlike anything Shana had ever done to me.

“No, I’m really not… I’m just confused.”

He closed his eyes, nodding slowly. “I don’t know what questions you have, though, so I can’t really answer.”

I glanced down at my clipboard. There was a piece of paper attached to it that asked for very basic information that we usually had about most patients. Name, age, height, weight. It looked like a medical form, nothing I really cared to know at the time.

“Where are you from?”

A thoughtful “hmm…” was his reply for awhile. He then nodded slowly, opening his eyes again. “Here.”

I tilted my head to the side. “Earth?”

He smiled some. “Of course Earth. You didn’t think I was an alien, did you?”

I studied him for a moment. I almost laughed, because I was so certain that he was from another world. “Well, yes.”

Shaking his head, he rested his arms on his knees and folded his hands. “I mean, I’m from this lab.”

This came as a surprise to me. I had never heard of any experiments dealing in anthropomorphics, and all I knew that was being tested with mind-control had to do either with drugs or electronics. “What do you mean?”

He closed his eyes again. “Exactly what I said. I’m from here. I was born in the labs.”

I stared at him. “You mean you were created?”

“No, no. I don’t think even these labs have the technology to create a fully functional being that isn’t somehow robotic.” He perked his ears up. “Of course, I could be wrong.”

“… Who are you?”

“You mean my name?”

I nodded, leaning forward a little. “Yeah.”

He studied me for a long time. “Well… I have a real name, and there is a file on me. But my doctor wanted me to try and create a new identity for myself. It seems my old file will eventually be erased.” He smiled at me. “I guess ‘Master’ isn’t an appropriate name, huh?”

I blushed some. I couldn’t believe I had actually submitted so far as to believe this stranger was my master, but… In the back of my mind, I knew I could get used to it. “Probably not.”

“I hadn’t really given much thought to a new name. My doctor didn’t name me, he wanted me to do it myself.”

“I see. Well, if your old file is going to be deleted, then I suppose that means I’ll be working on your new file. I’m going to go check on my other patients, and then I’ll come back and we’ll talk more.”

“OK, Doctor O’Shea.”

I wanted to ask him how he controlled me, why he did it. I wanted to know why he didn’t just talk to me as he did then. I wanted to know why he controlled Shana, why he didn’t have her stick around to interview him as well. I wanted to know who his other doctor was, I wanted to find his old file and learn all about him.

But I knew patience would be needed.