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From: an61408@anon.penet.fi (Simon bar Sinister)

Subject: REPOST: Subliminal Submissives [mc mf ff]

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Subliminal Submissives by Simon bar Sinister Originally Posted: January, 1994 Years ago, I worked at the Pentagon. I did research for the Army into what they called ``psychological warfare.'' The few people who knew of the project's existence believed it failed. Everyone, that is, except me. I alone knew that my experiments into subliminal suggestions had been wildly successful. I believed that the knowledge should never fall into the hands of the government, so I kept my results hidden. A few people I worked with suspected I was onto something, but they were ``adjusted'' to believe that I had failed. After the Cold War ended, our group was disbanded. I was very relieved; the immorality of what we were doing weighed heavily on me. When I started my new civilian job, I hoped I could put the past behind me and get on with my life. But one day, I gave into temptation. Temptation's name was Lori.

I was hired in my new job as a vice-president. I got a big office, a big desk, and a personal assistant. To say that Lori was gorgeous was an understatement. All poor Lori wanted was to be taken seriously, but no matter how she behaved, she seemed to send out unconscious sexual signals that were hard to resist. Previously, she had worked for the president of the company, but his wife made him give her up. Afterwards, she went to work for my predecessor, but he was demoted after Lori filed a sexual harassment claim. And now she was with me. After a few weeks of working with her, I started thinking things I swore I never would.

Finally, I couldn't stand it any more. I stayed late one night and went over to Lori's computer. I loaded a program that would flash subliminal messages on the screen and play special low-frequency sounds on the audio chip. Compared to, say, the subliminal tapes you can buy at the bookstore, my method was much more powerful. My research had led me to believe I could completely change the beliefs of almost anybody. Now all I needed was a test message.

When Lori started working with me she laid down the ground rules: Our relationship was to be completely professional--no hanky-panky. She refused to do any job that she felt was degrading. Her biggest peeve was making coffee. She absolutely refused to make coffee for me. So to test things out, I put the messages <I LOVE TO MAKE COFFEE FOR MY BOSS> and <I LOVE TO SERVE MY BOSS> on the computer. The next morning when she came in, the first thing I had her do was type in a couple of letters on her computer. Barely an hour later she came into my office and placed a mug of coffee on my desk.

``What's this?'' I asked.

``It's coffee, silly,'' she said. ``I just made a pot.''

``But I thought you weren't going to make coffee for me...''

``Well, I guess I'm in a good mood today.''

``There's one problem, though.'' I said.

``What's that?''

``This coffee has milk and sugar in it. I take my coffee black.''

``Oh, I'm sorry!'' she said. She grabbed the mug and quickly returned with a fresh cup. ``Is there anything else I can do for you?''

``Well, actually, my shoulders are kind of stiff. You wouldn't mind rubbing them for me, would you?''

``Ok,'' she said, and she started to do so. ``Boy, you're not kidding, you really are tense.'' I realized that my heart was racing. Lori was the most suggestible subject I had ever tested. I was getting excited at the idea of putting Lori completely under my control. I let Lori's hands sooth me, and let my mind consider the possibilities...

The human brain is a very complex system. I once read a description of the mind as ``not the all-knowing monarch of the brain, but a little circle of firelight in the dark, Australia-sized continent where the unconscious brain processes carry on.'' [See end of story for reference] The mind thinks that it's in control, but most brain functions carry on by themselves.

Take me for example. I have a foot fetish. How is it that my brain came to associate a non-sexual part of the body with sex? My unconscious is in control: The sight of a woman's feet in sheer stockings turns me on incredibly. I couldn't stop it if I wanted to. Not that all of Lori's incredible features didn't turn me on, what I really wanted to see was Lori's feet.

So, when Lori went out to lunch, I put some new subliminal messages on her computer: <I HATE WEARING SHOES> and <I LOVE TO BE IN MY STOCKING FEET>. She came back from lunch, and after an afternoon of spreadsheeting, she was walking around the office with only her Donna Karans covering her lovely feet. She got a few strange looks from some of her coworkers, but she didn't seem to care.

In spite of these early successes, I had to be careful. If I tried to give her too many suggestions at once, or tried to take her too quickly to where I wanted, then the subliminal messages would fail. I had to be patient and slowly condition Lori's mind to take it where I wanted to. The next message I left on her computer was <I WANT TO PLEASE MY BOSS>. I left it for a few days in order to let it take full effect.

The changes that Lori underwent were remarkable. Previously, she had been cold and professional towards me, but now she was sweet and friendly. She would gladly do things she once would have considered degrading. She practically waited on me hand and foot. Shoulder rubs now became a daily event. And of course, I now had a bottomless cup of coffee on my desk. The suggestion became more and more strong in her mind.

One afternoon Lori came into my office and, as usual, I took a long admiring glance at her feet. She reminded me of a kitty cat the way she walked on the soft carpet in her sheer stockings. She saw me ogling her. ``Do you like my feet?'' she asked.

``Yes, they're very pretty.'' She seemed to appreciate the compliment. ``Do you mind that I keep staring at them?''

``Not at all,'' she said. ``You can look at them for as long as you like.'' She started posing her feet for me.

``Would you let me touch them?'' I asked, hesitantly.

``Okay,'' she said. She pulled up a chair opposite mine, sat and gave me one of her feet to hold. Her foot was even more sensual up close, and her stockings were soft and smooth. I started to caress her foot. As I ran my hand up the back of her leg, her toes curled from the tingle it gave her. I was getting incredibly turned on, and she could tell.

``I know what you want,'' she said. She brought up her other foot and started to massage my crotch with it. It was more than I could stand. I unzipped my pants and my rock-hard erection popped out. She teased it with her foot, it was very flexible. She started to rub her sole against it with long, smooth strokes. I brought her other foot up to my mouth and started licking it, and sucking on her sweet little toes. All the while she remained balanced in her chair; she was very graceful. Her foot went faster and faster. Moments later, I could feel the orgasm building up inside me. Being in the office, I had to fight the urge to scream an I came.

Exhausted, I looked over at Lori. She was sitting back on her chair with a big, contented grin on her face. She was happy to have been able to please her boss.

Next, I strengthened the subliminal message I was giving to Lori. It now was <I WILL DO *ANYTHING* TO PLEASE MY BOSS>. It had a powerful effect on her mind. She became very submissive to me, and catered to my every whim. I had long passed the point where the old Lori would have filed a sexual harassment claim against me, but the new Lori seemed to love it.

One afternoon I was finished with my work for the day, and decided to have a little fun. I dialed Lori's extension. ``Honey, could you come in here?''

Lori quickly showed up in my office. ``What can I do for you,'' she said eagerly.

``I just dropped my pencil. Could you pick it up for me?'' She bent down to grab the pencil, deliberately giving me a view of her cleavage and her perfect round ass.

She handed me the pencil with a smile on her face. ``Is there anything else you want?'' she asked. ``Would you like some more coffee?''

``No thanks, I've been drinking too much coffee lately. I need to cut back.''

``Would you like me to play footsie with you? I know you like that.'' She seductively rubbed her foot against my leg. It was tempting.

``You know what I'd *really* like...''

Lori got excited. ``What's that?''

``Well, no. We couldn't do *that*,'' I said, teasing her. ``It wouldn't be professional.''

``You're still not worried about that, are you? I know I said some silly things when we first started working together, but you've been happy with my work since then, haven't you?'' She was scared that she was unable to please me somehow.

``So if I asked you to do something, would you do it?''

``Oh, I would do *anything*!''

``I want you to give me the best blow-job you have ever given anybody.''

``Oh, yes!'' she said, and she fell to her knees. She went to her task like it was the most important thing in the world to her, because it was. My cock became rigid the instant she brought it between her warm soft lips. Her enormous desire to please me became apparent as her mouth slowly surrounded my penis.

With a look of absolute concentration on her face, she pumped her head up and down. She wanted to do as slow and thorough a job as possible. I lost track of all time.

``Lori, please!'' I finally yelled.

Lori lookup up. ``What's the matter? Did I hurt you?''

``Lori, I need to come *now*!'' Lori's mouth again engulfed my desperately hot penis. This time she was unrestrained, furiously licking and sucking. Moments later, I yelled, ``I'm coming!'' My cock began to pump semen, first into her mouth and all over her face. Lori sat back and wiped the stuff off of her face, satisfied at a job well done.

``Ahem,'' came a voice from behind me. I turned around and saw that my office door was open, and there was somebody watching us. It was Audrey, another of my employees. ``I'll just leave you two alone now,'' she said, sarcastically. She closed the door and left.

Audrey had a grudge against me ever since I started working for the company. The rumor around the office was that I was hired for the job she felt she deserved. She was ruthless, and would stop at nothing to advance her career. I knew that eventually, she would use the event she just witnessed against me somehow. I had to put her under my subliminal control also.

Lori, meanwhile, did not seem to mind that she had just put on a show for her colleague. In fact, she was beaming with joy after having been able to please me. ``Lori,'' I said, ``you've done wonderfully here. But I now have another important task, something that can only be done by my most loyal and trusted employee.''

``What is it?''

``You have a clear view of Audrey's office from you desk, don't you?''

``Yes, I do.''

``Good. In a few moments I will give you a floppy disk. When you see that Audrey is gone from her office you will go in and load the contents of the disk onto her computer. No one must know that you have done this. Do you understand?''

``Yes.''

``In the future, I will give you more disks, and each time you will do the same.''

``Of course.''

I prepared some subliminal messages for Audrey's computer. The were <I MUST BE LOYAL TO MY BOSS> and <I WILL NOT BETRAY MY BOSS>. Lori put them on the computer just as she was told. The next day I went up to Audrey. ``I trust that I'm not going to have any trouble with that incident yesterday,'' I said.

``Hah!'' she said. ``Is that a threat? Don't even think of firing me unless you want word of that `incident' getting out.'' Obviously, the subliminal suggestions had failed to take hold. At least she wasn't going to tell anyone about what she saw straight off. This gave me more time to figure out what to do.

Lori, however, was having no difficulty with my subliminal messages, and I continued to make progress with her. The messages I was now giving her were <MY BOSS IS VERY HOT> and <MY BOSS MAKES ME HORNY>. And again, the messages affected her strongly.

Later, I called Lori into my office. ``Could you look at this?'' She stood behind me as we both looked at my computer. ``According to this invoice we should have received payment on the--'' I felt Lori's hot breath on the back of my neck.

``Fuck me,'' she whispered in my ear. ``I want you so bad!'' I turned to her and saw that she was visibly flustered, and panting heavily. She was ready to take me right there on my desk, but I wasn't about to make the same mistake twice.

``Here are the keys to my condo. Take them, and I'll leave fifteen minutes after you.'' With Audrey still a problem, we still had to keep up our appearances.

I got home and found Lori already on my bed. She was naked and masturbating. She was so horny she couldn't wait for me.

``Lori,'' I said as I undressed, ``were you just thinking about me?''

``Yes!'' she yelled.

``Were you just thinking of my big cock that you love, my big cock being thrust into you?''

``Oh, yes! Please! I need it inside me!''

``Were you just thinking about me fucking you till you were senseless?''

``Yes! Fuck me now! Fuck me!!''

As I moved towards the bed, Lori grabbed me and rolled on top of me. Her tight, wet pussy surrounded my hard penis. She began to pump and pump. Suddenly, her body began to shudder, her back arched, and she screamed at the top of her lungs. Then I came too. As I spurted semen into her, she came again, harder than before!

After an evening of passion, I turned my attention back to Audrey. The messages I had just given Lori had been the strongest yet; sex is a powerful persuader. I decided to try these same messages on Audrey. Again, I had Lori put the messages on Audrey's computer. I let them work their way into Audrey's brain for a full week.

Eventually, I went into Audrey's office. ``Listen,'' I said, ``I was wondering if you've had a change of heart.''

``Change of heart?'' I moved up close to her.

``Yeah, I'm sure that if you get to know me better, I'm not so bad a guy.'' As I moved closer to her, I could the suggestions were beginning to work. Her eyes were as large as saucers. Her breathing was shallow, and her lips were trembling. I started to move my lips up to hers...

``No!'' she yelled, and she slapped me. ``Get the hell out of my office!'' Once again, she was able to resist the subliminal messages. This was one strong-willed woman.

Meanwhile, I was ready to take complete control of Lori's' will. The subliminal messages I was giving her now were <MY BOSS IS MY MASTER> and <I MUST OBEY MY MASTER>. Soon, Lori would be my total slave.

One afternoon, as usual, Lori left for my home, and I left fifteen minutes later. When I got home I found Lori waiting for me totally nude, except for a pair of stockings. (She *loved* to wear stockings). She kneeled before me and said, ``I'm ready to obey you, master.'' My domination of Lori was complete.

The next day, I realized why Audrey was resisting the suggestions I was giving her. The messages were all about me. Her contempt for me was so strong that it overwhelmed the subliminal suggestions. I figured if the suggestions were about someone else, then they might meet with less resistance. I knew then what I had to do.

I started giving both Lori and Audrey subliminal suggestions that they should become best of friends. The messages apparently worked on Audrey; she started spending all her spare time with Lori. It wasn't long before a deep personal bond developed between them, the kind that normally takes years to develop.

But I had to take things further still. I intensified the messages the two subliminal subjects were receiving. Then I told my slave Lori what she had to do. She was more than happy to obey.

One evening, Lori showed up at my place for an evening of servitude.

``Master,'' my lovely slave said, ``I've completed that special task you gave me.''

``Excellent!'' I said. ``Why don't you come over here and tell me what happened. In fact, you can jerk me off while you give me all the details.''

``Yes, Master.'' Lori sat next to me, took my penis in her hand, and told me her story.

``As you know, last night was `girl's night' for Audrey and me. We sat on my couch and watched videos. As the night wore on, I moved closer and closer to her, until we were snuggled in each other's arms. When the last video ended, Audrey began to softly cry.

`` `Audrey, why are you crying?' I asked her. ` ``Naked Gun 2-1/2'' isn't a sad movie.'

`` `It's not that,' she said, `it's just, I've been focused on my career for so long, I've never had the time to develop any close friendships. I never realized before what a big, empty gap in my life there was. I'm so happy we could be friends.'

``I said to her, `I love you,' and I kissed her.

``When Audrey realized what my intentions were, she pulled away from me. `Lori, I don't think we should--'

`` `Shhh...,' I said, as I stroked her hair. `Sometimes, it's better not to think about things too hard. You just have to do what you feel inside.' I kissed her again, only much more passionately. This time, she did not try to pull away. In fact, she held me even tighter. I pulled off her sweatshirt, and caressed her beautiful white breasts. The passion rose in her and her nipples hardened.

``I led her to my bedroom. We undressed each other, and we made love on my bed. She softly moaned as I showered her body with sensual kisses. My hand found its way into her wet vagina, and she squirmed with pleasure as my fingers probed its depths.

``I buried my face between her legs, and stroked my tongue over her sensitive clit. I kept eating her until my jaw and my tongue ached, but I loved my friend so dearly, I didn't want to stop! Finally, my efforts paid off, and Audrey was shrieking with pleasure!

``When it was finally over, Audrey started to cry again. `I love you so much!' she said.

``I said, `I love you too!' and we spent the evening sleeping in each other's arms.'' Lori finished her story just in time for me to come in her mouth.

My plan was working. I had built up a bond of absolute trust between Lori and Audrey. I was now ready to use that trust against Audrey. I started giving her subliminal messages telling her that I made her horny, and that she should obey me. She would resist the suggestions, but I now had the means to break her will.

One Friday evening, Audrey came over to Lori's place for another ``girl's night.'' This time, however, I was hiding in the closet. Lori greeted Audrey at the door with a long, passionate kiss.

``I've got a special surprise for you tonight,'' said Lori, as she led Audrey into the bedroom. Lori produced four silk scarves. ``Just lie here on the bed.'' Audrey lay still and let Lori tie her arms and legs to the bed. After all, Audrey trusted Lori completely, she believed no harm could come to her. Lori kissed her again, and said, ``Your new slave is ready, Master.''

Audrey was shocked as I stepped out of the closet. ``What the fuck is going on?!''

``My Master ordered me to tie you to the bed, and I obeyed,'' said Lori, proudly.

Audrey was in total disbelief. ``What the hell are you doing?!'' she screamed, as I ripped off her clothes.

``Master says that you want to obey him too.''

I started to pinch Audrey's exposed nipples. She responded to the subliminal suggestions, and started to get turned on. But she still tried to resist. ``Stop it!'' she yelled, ``I hate you!!''

``Don't try to resist,'' said the person that Audrey trusted most in the world. ``You can't deny your true feelings. Deep down, you know he is your Master.''

Audrey was getting confused. ``How could you betray me like this? I thought we were-- Ohhh!!'' she moaned as I brushed my hand over her wet crotch.

``Audrey, you know that I love you. I would never do anything to hurt you.'' said Lori's soothing voice.

``Lori,'' I said, ``Why don't you get naked and show her what it's like to serve her Master.'' Audrey could have easily looked away, but she watched with fascination as Lori stripped and crawled towards me with a look of utter devotion in her eyes. I was no longer touching Audrey, but she got hotter and hotter as she watched this submission ritual.

Lori, too, was getting turned on by the act. By the time she reached my feet, she was wet and panting heavily.

``Lie there perfectly still on the floor,'' I ordered, and Lori instantly obeyed. I went back into the closet and returned with a vibrator that I had been saving. I used the device on Lori's swollen clit. When Lori was on the brink of orgasm, I stopped. Even then, Lori did not move; she would never disobey her Master. I then brought the vibrator over to Audrey, and did the same with her. When she was about to come, I stopped and went back to Lori for a while. I switched back and forth between them several times, never letting either have an orgasm.

I finally said, ``Do you want to come?'' to Lori, who was hot and desperate.

``Please, Master! Let me come!! *Please!!!*'' Lori begged.

``I'd love to, but I can't let you come until Audrey submits to me.''

``Do it Audrey!!'' pleaded Lori. ``I can't stand it any longer!! Submit to Master!!!''

The sight of her best friend in agony was too much for Audrey to bear. Finally she said, ``Yes! I submit to you Master! I will obey! I want to obey!''

I released Audrey from her bondage. ``You may come now, both of you.'' Audrey immediately rushed to her fellow slave on the floor. The two began to eat each other with desperation. Soon, my two slaves were at my feet writhing in ecstasy for what seemed like minutes and minutes!

Epilogue

I resigned from my position at the company. I used my subliminal influence on Audrey's superiors, and her glass ceiling evaporated. She was promoted to my position, and quickly rose to become president. Few who worked with her would ever believe that this strong-willed and driven executive and her devoted assistant would go home and be my barefoot slaves.

Audrey and Lori's combined salaries allowed me to stay at home and perform more experiments. My understanding of the human mind became even greater. I was ready for my next subject...

The End.

Reference

Timothy Ferris, *The Mind's Sky*. New York: Bantam Books, 1992.

This isn't a book on subliminal suggestions, but it is one of the best books I have ever read about how the mind works. I recommend it highly.

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