Consensual Consequences
Penny – Dominated
by Clare de Luna
The next morning, Penny awoke feeling energized and full of life. Despite the intense arousal that had filled her, she had slept quite well, and now had the added bounce in her step that came with knowing that soon Mistress would know that Penny had fully realized what she needed, and how she must submit to Mistress.
She quickly got ready and then headed to work.
Once there, she began to look over the work that had been doing for Mistress’s business – making sure that it was all in order. Then, she was interrupted by a phone call. Once again, she answered expecting the sound of her Mistress’s voice.
“Hello, Penny, are you ready for our meeting?”
“Yes, Mistress.”
“Good. Please bring Sandy with you, as we’ll need to get quite a bit done.”
Penny felt disappointment in the pit of her stomach. She had wanted to be alone with Mistress – to profess her submission. But this was starting to sound a bit more like a strictly business meeting. Of course, there was only one response that Penny could give.
“Yes, Mistress.”
“I’ll see you soon.”
The phone went quiet.
Penny called Sandy into her office and informed her of what they would be going over with Mistress. As they talked, Penny couldn’t help but notice the glow that seemed to surround Sandy – she was just so full of life and excitement. Penny hoped that soon, she, too, would feel that energy that she imagined came from being a slave to Mistress.
Eventually, the two of them made their way to the board room. They each took a seat on one side of the table and spread their work in front of them. The blinds in the boardroom were drawn, so they couldn’t see anyone outside of the room, nor could those outside see them. The blinds, though, did not go all the way to the floor, so there was a one-foot space along the bottom that she could see through. As she sat there chatting with Sandy, she watched as various pairs of feet went by, clearly in view.
Penny’s mind drifted to the possibilities of the morning – if Mistress did intend to make use of Penny and Sandy, Penny knew that she would be constantly aware of the closeness of her coworkers. The board room was sound-proofed, so they would be able to moan and scream as much as they wished, but she would always be aware of the feet passing by as her coworkers walked just feet away from her.
As these thoughts moved through her mind, Penny’s nipples began to tighten.
Moments later, the door opened, and Mistress strode into the room. Penny felt her heart skip a beat as she took in Mistress’s beauty, and her commanding presence. Even in an unfamiliar environment, Mistress seemed to own the room, and everyone in it. In a moment, Penny hoped, that would be exactly the case.
But then, for the second time this morning, Penny’s heart fell, as she saw that trailing behind Mistress was another woman. Cindy, the receptionist who worked next to Sandy, followed behind Mistress.
Cindy was a relatively new employee at the company. From what Penny knew of her she was smart and efficient in her work. She was even younger than Sandy, and seemed a little inexperienced in the business world, but had so far proven a quick study.
“Cindy here has agreed to act as my assistant while I’m here, I hope you don’t mind.”
“No, of course not, Mistr… uh, Miss Chambers.” Penny was struggling to pull herself together as her expectations for the day began to change.
When Mistress had asked her bring Sandy to the meeting, Penny had still hoped that she would be able to submit to Mistress. After all, Sandy was Mistress’s slave, too, so there was no reason that Mistress couldn’t dominate them both at the same time – as she had done before. But Cindy’s presence would make it impossible, which meant that Mistress must have genuinely been there for business, and nothing else. Maybe once the meeting was over Penny could submit to Mistress in her office or something, but for now, she would have to be as professional as she had been during her presentation on Monday.
Her presentation! Of course, Penny thought, she’s probably planted a ton of post-hypnotic suggestions, just like she did on Monday. Penny’s arousal grew just thinking of this possibility, and her face flushed as she looked towards Mistress, who was setting up her things on the table in preparation for their meeting. Penny began to wonder which of those seemingly innocuous instruments would be the trigger that would plunge Penny into an array of tantalizing and yet hidden acts of submission.
As Penny stared, Cindy and Mistress finished settling in, and then Mistress began the meeting.
“Let’s get started. Penny, what do you have for me?”
“Oh, uh… here!” Penny was aware that her voice was a bit too loud, and she seemed a bit frazzled as she passed a page full of numbers over the table to Mistress. She had to pull herself together. Acting this way in front of Sandy was one thing – Sandy knew the power that Mistress held over her – but she couldn’t let Cindy see her acting in an unprofessional manner.
As Mistress looked over the numbers that Penny had put together, she set her elbow on the table, leaving her hand, which was holding her pen, right at Penny’s eye level. Penny stared and braced herself as Mistress’s thumb rested on the back end of the pen, ready to push the button that would result in the click that Penny knew would be a post-hypnotic trigger.
As the anticipation grew, so did Penny’s arousal. She noticed that her panties were already nearly soaked through, and she would have to swap them out soon if she didn’t want to leak all over her skirt. And her nipples easily showed up through her bra.
“Click!”
Penny jerked slightly in her seat at the sound that she had been waiting so desperately to hear. But that was the only reason that she jumped. Nothing had happened.
“Click, click, click.”
Mistress continued to absentmindedly play with her pen, but it had no effect on Penny. With her blood still rushing in her ears with arousal, Penny felt another twinge of disappointment. But, she assured herself, Mistress always liked to keep her on her toes. Perhaps she had come up with new triggers.
And so, Penny watched. Each time Mistress moved – to pick something up, to put something down, to fiddle with something in her seat – Penny braced herself for the onslaught of post-hypnotic triggers that she knew would come at some point.
But there was nothing.
Nonetheless, Penny was absolutely beside herself with arousal. Each time she saw Mistress make some motion or sound that could be a trigger, she had to struggle to contain herself as the anticipation and helplessness of her situation raced through her. Even though Mistress was doing nothing to control her, Penny slowly felt more and more dominated as her entire world was reduced to looking for Mistress’s tiniest actions and waiting for those actions to control her. Penny moved through the meeting in a complete haze, only barely pulling herself together well enough to not embarrass herself in front of Cindy.
It was quite alarming, Penny thought. On Monday, in front of a room full of professionals, Penny had been put through a variety of erotic sensations, including appearing, in her own eyes, completely nude throughout her presentation, and yet after the initial shock of her situation she had been able to focus and get through quite well – well enough to impress everyone in the room. But now, with Mistress doing absolutely nothing to her, Penny felt that she was a wreck, and began to worry that Cindy would see her as a flighty and unprofessional woman.
Penny was relieved when the lunch hour arrived, and Mistress declared that they should all take a break.
“Cindy and Sandy, would the two of you mind going out and picking up something for all of us?”
“That would be fine, Miss Chambers.” Cindy, despite the poor example that Penny had been setting, had been nothing but professional throughout the morning meeting.
“Thank you.”
Sandy and Cindy left the room, and Penny felt her heart go into her throat as the door closed, leaving her along with Mistress at last!
Not sure what to do, Penny simply stared at her Mistress as the tall woman stood up and came around to Penny’s side of the table. She half sat, half leaned on the table as she spoke to Penny.
“So, Penny, how have you been?”
“Wonderful, Mistress.” Penny was looking up at her Mistress, feeling herself wilt under her powerful stare.
She suddenly didn’t feel right, and knew that there was only one way to alleviate that feeling. Slipping out of her chair, Penny dropped to her knees and immediately crossed her arms behind her back.
“What did you think of what happened on Monday?”
“It was amazing, Mistress. I learned a great deal about myself.”
“I’m sure you did.” Penny waited for Mistress to inquire further, as she desperately wanted to show Mistress that she was ready to be a slave, but Mistress didn’t say a word. Instead, she pulled herself all the way onto the table, causing her feet to lift off of the floor. In the absence of the question, Penny saw another way to express her submission, so she leaned forward and began to kiss and lick her Mistress’s feet.
“I know you want to tell me all about what you’ve learned, Penny, but we must save something that special for a time when we aren’t constrained by time or circumstance. The girls will be back in a little bit, and we have a few things that we must do before they return.”
“Yes, Mistress,” Penny managed to say in between her ministrations on Mistress’s feet.
“Enough!” Penny immediately resumed her earlier posture and stopped tending to her Mistress’s feet.
“Penny, I noticed that you were watching my pen earlier. I suppose you were waiting for it to click, weren’t you?”
“Yes, Mistress.”
“Like this?” Mistress held her pen in her hand, and clicked it once.
“Yes, Mistress.”
“It does make quite a satisfying sound, doesn’t it?” Click, click.
“Yes, Mistress.”
“It’s just loud enough to draw your attention, but soft enough to be soothing, don’t you think?” Click… click…
“Yes, Mistress.”
“And I imagine that you must have focused on it quite intensely, knowing what it did to you the other day.” Click… click… click…
This wasn’t a question, so Penny didn’t answer, she just continued to listen to the clicking sound that she knew had had such power over her just a few days earlier.
“It’s nice to focus on the sound. Hearing it will remind you of what you experienced last Monday.” Click… click… click…
“It will remind you of how it feels to submit.” Click… click… click…
“It will remind you of how good it feels to be hypnotized.” Click… click… click…
“It will remind you of how good it feels to be in my power.” Click… click… click…
Penny was thinking of all these things. She was listening intently to the sound of the pen, which Mistress was clicking with a stunning regularity. Click… click… click…
“The sound might also remind you of the sound of a clock.” Click… click… click…
“Yes, you can imagine yourself staring at a clock, watching the pendulum go back (click) and forth (click) and back (click) and forth (click).”
It was true. Penny could image a clock, she could almost see the pendulum. And with each click, she couldn’t help but let her eyes drift first one way (click), then the other (click).
“And you know that as your eyes move back (click)… and forth (click)… they are also growing heavy… so heavy… as they move back (click)… and forth (click)…”
Indeed they were. Penny’s eyes continued to move back and forth, and her eyelids were starting to droop as she felt herself falling into the familiar arms of hypnosis. And all the while, she heard the steady sound of her Mistress’s pen.
Click… click… click…
“Deeper… you feel so tired… as your eyes move back… and forth…”
Click… click… click…
“The wonderful thing about this sound, though, is that you can close your eyes… yes, close your eyes… and still hear it… still feel its power taking you deeper… and deeper… and deeper…”
Click… click… click…
Sure enough, as Penny’s eyes slid softly closed, it didn’t matter that she could no longer see the illusion of the clock. The sound was all that mattered. The sound hypnotized her. The sound took her deeper.
Click… click… click…
“Deeper… and deeper… and deeper…”
Click… click… click…
“Deeper… and deeper… and deeper…”
Click… click… click…
“Deeper… and deeper… and deeper…”
Penny felt herself letting go; felt her body going limp; felt Mistress pulling her lifeless form into her chair; felt herself relaxing further; felt herself falling into complete darkness – into complete hypnotic sleep…
Snap!
Penny sat bolt upright as awareness returned to her. As she blinked her way out of trance she tried to figure out what was happening to her. Looking down, she saw that she was completely naked except for her heels, and that her rock hard nipples made it impossible for her to hide how desperately turned on she was. She glanced towards Mistress, and saw the tall woman now sitting back on the other side of the table smirking at Penny.
Penny looked around the room, trying to locate her clothes, but they were nowhere to be found.
Then, through the gap in the blinds, she saw two pairs of feet approaching the door, then stopping when they reached it. Sandy and Cindy were back!
Penny knew that it would be okay if Sandy saw her naked, but Cindy – that was another story. Without thinking she covered her breasts with her hands as she continued to scan the room looking for her clothes.
“Get your hands down, now!” Mistress was annoyed, and Penny immediately withdrew her hands, leaving her breasts completely exposed.
The door opened, and the two young women entered. Sandy entered first, carrying a couple of bags of food. She didn’t seem to notice Penny’s nakedness, but, Penny knew, Sandy was probably quite accustomed to these kinds of things happening in Mistress’s presence.
Then Cindy entered, carrying a couple of bags herself. Penny braced herself for whatever confused reaction the young woman would have upon seeing a woman who was clearly her superior in the office, and whom she was supposed to respect and look up to, sitting naked in the board room with one of the company’s newest and most important clients.
But Cindy didn’t react any more than Sandy did. Instead, she placed the bags on the table and said, “We got Chinese – figured we’d do family style. I hope that’s okay.”
“That sounds wonderful to me. What do you think, Penny?”
“Th-that’s good for… I mean, that s-sound good to me.” Once again, Penny knew that she was looking foolish, but what else could she do? She was naked! But why hadn’t Cindy reacted?
Then, it all became clear: Penny must not actually be naked. Mistress had hypnotized her, and had told her to think she was naked. That would explain why her clothes were nowhere to be found.
“Well,” she thought, “I’ve been through this before, so I should be just fine. I’ll just act normal.”
In fact, on some level, she felt relieved. She’d spent the whole morning on edge, wondering when Mistress would do something to dominate her. Now that it was finally happening, she felt much more at ease. Looking towards the food that the two assistants were spreading on the table, she rubbed her hands and asked, “So, what do have here?”
Cindy went through the list of their options, then Sandy added, “But save some room. We also stopped by the cupcake place on the corner to pick up some deserts.”
“That sounds great!” Penny now felt very much in her element. She was finally experiencing Mistress’s domination, and in a way that she knew she could handle. Now, she was ready to eat and then get back to work.
And so it went. They each ate a light meal, thus giving them energy to proceed.
“Let’s save the deserts for a little bit later,” Mistress suggested, and they all agreed.
With that, they got back to work. For the next hour, Penny felt as though everything was coming to her quite easily. They moved through various issues regarding what the company could do for Mistress, and she seemed quite pleased with all the work that Penny had done. Cindy, too, seemed very interested in how well Penny had put everything together.
“At last,” Penny thought, “I’m setting the kind of example for this young woman that I’m supposed to.”
Having reached a good stopping place, Mistress announced, “Let’s take a quick break and enjoy our cupcakes.”
Sandy distributed them, and Penny began to peel the wrapper off of the bottom of hers. As she looked down to do so, she noticed her nakedness once again. She had to struggle not to laugh as she was suddenly aware that she hadn’t even thought about her nakedness in quite some time. The situation still turned her on, as evidenced by the pool of wetness that had collected on her chair, but her main focus had been on her work, and her exposure – or imagined exposure – had ceased to be a distraction at all. Happily, she turned her attention back to her desert.
“You know,” Cindy said, “I’d like to eat my cupcake a little differently, if that’s okay with you, Catherine.”
Penny glanced up at the young woman, surprised to hear her address Mistress with her first name. She’d have to remind her later to always respect the clients by using the last name unless they gave permission not to.
“That’s fine with me, Cindy.”
“Great. Well, I’ve been staring at those beautiful naked breasts of Penny’s for the past hour, and I’d just love to lick this icing off of them.”
Penny immediately flushed a deep shade of crimson as her eyes widened in shock. Had she truly been naked this entire time?! Had she been so completely exposed to Cindy?! As her bewildered mind tried to understand, all she could do was think back to the last hour – how she had unashamedly stood and walked to different parts of the table, exposing not only her breasts, but her dripping wet sex as well. Had all of that been real?!
“Yes, of course, Cindy,” Mistress replied, “Penny, would you oblige the young woman?”
Still reeling from the shock, Penny simply sat, stammering, completely at a loss for what to do or say.
“This is the second time you’ve displeased me today, Penny. You will be punished for that later. Now, get over to Cindy and present yourself to her!”
Almost without her conscious bidding, Penny felt her body rise from the chair on wobbly, shaking legs and slowly make her way around the table to Cindy. Her face and chest were bright red with embarrassment, and she imagined that, if Cindy did, indeed, smear icing on her breasts, the heat emanating from Penny’s skin might melt it.
When she stood before Cindy, she thrust her breasts forward, presenting them to the young woman, who scraped her finger over the top of her cupcake, covering it in icing. Penny then realized that the flush that had claimed her was not only born of embarrassment – the moment Cindy’s icing covered finger touched her breasts – brushing against her sensitive, engorged nipples – a lustful moan escaped from Penny’s throat, embarrassing her still further.
“My god,” Cindy exclaimed, as she coated the other breast with icing, “she’s really enjoying this.”
“Oh, yes,” Mistress replied, “I think you’ll find that she’s a delightfully submissive little slut.”
With that, the receptionist leaned forward and licked Penny’s breast, starting low and working her way slowly up, across the sensitive nipple. Then, she paused and slowly, softly, sucked the nipple into her mouth. Penny couldn’t help herself, she closed her eyes and let the erotic agony of the past few days escape in a deep and longing moan.
Releasing her breast, Cindy then moved to the other, repeating the tantalizing actions of before. As Penny continued to moan at these attentions, her mind raced. She had been so certain that her nakedness was only an illusion of hypnosis that she had practically forgotten about it. But it had been real!
But how was that possible? It would have been easy enough for Mistress to hide her clothes, but what about Cindy’s reaction when she first walked in? And what about her actions now? Something just didn’t add up.
Then, it hit her. The mystery woman from Monday! Cindy must be that woman! Of course, it all made sense – Cindy must have already known that Penny would be naked, and she had seen her this way before, so she was able to enter without reacting. At last, Penny knew who it was that had dominated her so thoroughly that day.
Cindy withdrew her mouth from Penny’s breast.
“Mmmmm, that was delightful.” She leaned back in her chair and nonchalantly started eating the rest of her cupcake.
Not sure what to do, Penny simply stood, with her breasts thrust out, waiting for Mistress’s next command.
“Return to your seat now, Penny.” Mistress’s voice spurred Penny to action as she obeyed.
As she did so, she was shocked to see that while she was lost in the feelings and frantic thoughts of the past few minutes she had been unaware of other actions in the room. Mistress was just finishing affixing Sandy’s collar around the young slave’s neck, and Sandy was now just as naked as Penny – wearing nothing but her heels.
As she made her way to her chair, Penny passed very close to the glass wall that faced the rest of the office. In the small bit of space between the blinds and the floor, she knew, everyone would simply see her feet in their heels. What would they think if they knew that she had just presented her naked breasts to a receptionist while her own receptionist was receiving her Mistress’s collar? Penny’s knees nearly buckled as the sheer eroticism of everything that was happening crashed down upon her.
Still shaking visibly, she resumed her seat.
“Now, let’s get back to work.”
Penny’s eyes flew open in shock once again. How on earth was she supposed to work like this? She was naked, and extremely aroused. Cindy’s saliva was still drying on her breasts, and a beautiful slave was nude right next to her.
What was more – Penny’s mind couldn’t help but go back to Monday. Now she knew, it was Cindy who had come into her office and seen her in self imposed bondage, with her legs spread on her desk. It was Cindy who had taken her asshole. It was Cindy who had hypnotized her. It was Cindy that had had sex with her. She had brought this young receptionist to orgasm with her mouth, and Cindy had, in turn, taken Penny roughly with a strap-on.
And now, Penny had to try to work under the leering gaze of this young woman.
She would have to deal with it, though, Penny realized, as Mistress and Cindy both seemed intent on getting back to work.
Penny did her best. For the next hour and a half, she continued to work with Mistress, and tried to ignore Cindy’s glances in her direction. She also did her best not to think about the acts that she and this girl had committed together earlier in the week. The entire time, Penny’s sex was aflame with arousal, and she was painfully aware of the growing pool of her juices that were gathering in her chair.
To her astonishment, Sandy seemed to be handling everything quite well. On top of everything else, Penny found herself watching her young assistant, who continued to act as a professional even though she was equally exposed and, unlike Penny, wearing a collar – a mark of her complete submission to Mistress.
That collar! Penny found herself focusing on that small piece of black leather. She envied Sandy – who had received this token from Mistress. Penny longed to wear a collar of her own.
Smack!
A blow on her bottom brought Penny back to the present.
“We have a lot to do. Stay with us!” Mistress was clearly annoyed with Penny again.
Not wanting to upset her Mistress any further, Penny did all she could to focus on the work in front of her. After all, she rationalized, she had been working naked in front of Cindy up to this point, so why should she think of it any differently now?
But how could she not? So much had changed – now she knew that her nudity was real and not a figment of her hypnotically controlled imagination. And she also knew that this young girl, her subordinate in the business world, had thoroughly and completely dominated her just a few days earlier. Not having to wonder which woman it had been was a small consolation compared to the knowledge that every time she walked to her office she would have to pass by Cindy’s desk knowing what the young girl had done to her.
With her heart thumping in her chest and her legs shaking violently in arousal, Penny pushed forward as best she could.
After what seemed an eternity, there work was finally done. Mistress glanced at the clock on the wall.
“Ah, it’s only three thirty. That leaves us plenty of time to play.”
Penny felt her sex quiver at this statement. She was horrified at the notion of continuing to let Cindy dominate her, but at the same time her arousal grew at the thought. Anyway, she knew that she would submit to whatever Mistress desired.
“Now Penny, you’ve been a bad girl on several occasions today, haven’t you?”
“Yes, Mistress.”
“Can you tell me what you’ve done that has upset me?”
“A little while ago I let my mind wander when I was supposed to be working.”
“Yes, that’s one.”
“I also didn’t present myself to Cindy fast enough when you ordered me to.”
“Yes, that’s two. And the third?”
“Um… I, I don’t…” Penny was trying desperately to remember what else she had done, but her arousal soaked brain just couldn’t think clearly.
“You also tried to cover your breasts when you knew Cindy was returning with lunch.”
“Oh, yes, I’m sorry I forgot that Mistress.”
“Your forgetfulness will count as a fourth offense.”
“Yes, Mistress.” Penny felt tears fill her eyes – she wasn’t sure if they were from her sense of failure or from a fear of what punishment might follow.
“Well now, Cindy, how do you think we should punish Penny for her failures?”
“Well,” Cindy chimed in, “I have a few ideas, but before we get to that, can I see you hypnotize her?”
“Certainly. In fact, you can even help put her under if you’d like.”
“Really?! That would be amazing!”
Penny was surprised at Cindy’s enthusiasm. After all, she had helped to put Penny into trance earlier in the week, yet now she was acting as though this would be something she had never seen before.
Mistress interrupted Penny’s thoughts.
“Penny, come sit next to Cindy and turn your chair to face her.” Penny immediately obeyed, and Cindy turned her chair towards Penny so that they were face to face.
Cindy spoke again, “Wow, her body is just amazing. I can’t wait to have my way with her.”
Penny could see the lust smoldering in Cindy’s eyes as the young woman looked Penny over, and even reached out to caress Penny’s breasts. All Penny could do was blush deeply and stifle the moan that now seemed to perpetually lurk just within her throat.
Mistress rose and moved to stand between the two of them. She held something cupped in her hand, which she now passed to Cindy.
“Since this will be your first time hypnotizing someone, I’ll help you out a bit.”
Penny’s eyes flew open in shock. First time?! What about Monday? She looked to Mistress, hoping that she had misheard, or that maybe Mistress had simply forgotten. Mistress looked down at her calmly and asked, “Why are you so surprised, Penny?”
“W, well, I, I, I thought… I mean, M-Monday…”
“Oh, you thought that Cindy was the mystery woman who had her way with you earlier this week. My dear girl, you don’t think I’d go to so much trouble to hide her identity just to reveal it to you a few days later do you? No, having you unaware of who took you that evening is something I plan to torment you with for a while.”
Mistress’s face sported a wry grin the entire time she spoke. Penny only blushed deeper in embarrassment. At the same time, though, the moan that she had been stifling poured from her as her arousal overcame her. The humiliation of knowing what it would be like to enter the office from now was almost more than she could bear. She would be confronted with the stares of Cindy, whom she knew had dominated her, and those of every other woman in the office – one of whom had dominated her. Her whole body was now reacting to her arousal, and she felt as though a touch anywhere on her warm skin could bring her to climax.
“Shall we begin?” Mistress asked.
“Yes!” Cindy’s reply was eager.