The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Waking up, chap 14

I woke up, feeling not dead to the world anymore, but still tired. I got out of bed, washed first my face and then my pits with a washcloth, and headed down to the dining room. I was greeted by a sarcastic, but humorous “The curse of the sleeping dead has been lifted!” And everyone laughed, even me. Everyone was finishing dinner. Mary said “I tried to wake you, gently, but you were dead to the world, so I let you sleep.” I said “Thanks, Mary. I guess it was just an exhausting day for me. I was out of it, and asleep within 60 seconds of my head hitting the pillow. Who cooked dinner? Thanks Jane, it smells wonderful—I’m going to help myself to some delicious fuel for my body. Was it my turn to cook? Good, then I didn’t flake out on anybody while I was passed out. Hmm, grilled chicken thighs with a small side pasta and a small dinner salad with micro greens and sliced arugula. Yum. Delicious AND healthy.” I noticed that Lucy and Jenny were looking mostly at their plates, with small smiles on their faces. I hoped that nobody else would notice.

Me: “OK, this isn’t a house meeting, I just want to recap where we are. And most importantly, have something to ramble on about to keep myself awake. (Laughs) We are only about a month from spring break. I assume that most of you are going somewhere—is anyone staying?” (Nobody spoke up) Well, that’s good, because I was planning on taking a trip, a small vacation. Obviously, I am working myself ragged around here and need some rest time; afternoon naps are not going to cut it, I need REAL rest. So, the projects.

OK, I have finished dinner (how RUDE of me to talk with my mouth full!) (laughs) and my informal update is finished. I am too tired for tutoring tonight, so it’s good that nobody has asked for tutoring in 4 weeks. (More laughs). Alright, up to my room to study some Dutch before sleepy-go-by-by time. Goodnight all.

I slept in and woke up refreshed the next morning, Mary had already left. It was Farmer’s Market day, so I looked at the menus for the week, checked the fridge, and made a shopping list for the first part of the week. I would just head over to the market this morning.

But I finally decided that it was time to bite the bullet, so I went over to see Shirley and Laura. They were both VERY happy to see me. I could see it, and when I read them, they were really happy, in general. I said “Let’s go sit on the couch and have a talk.” (Sudden worried look on their faces) “Everything is alright, we should just talk.” (Relieved now) “First, I want to apologize for yesterday.” (“What?” “No!”) “Just listen, please. I moved things far too quickly and didn’t explain anything. It shouldn’t be done like that. Everything should be explained, figure out what the limits are, what people are willing to do, and HAVE A SAFE WORD. The last is what I am very sorry about. You should have a safe word so that if YOU feel it is getting out of control, YOU aren’t comfortable anymore with what is going on, you use the safe word and everything stops. Yelling ‘stop’, or ‘I don’t want to’ or ‘you’re hurting me’ doesn’t stop anything, it could be part of the game. You have to use the safe word.

I am going to pick ‘pink rhinoceros’ as the safe word, simply because that will never come up in conversation, ever. They don’t exist. So hearing that will stop everything. I was completely out of control yesterday, I got too taken in by the role, and went too far, there were no boundaries. Now, I suspect that you might have been so excited *because* there were no boundaries. Laura took to her role like a fish released back into the water—she slipped right into it. Linda, had you ever done role playing before?” (She shook her head no) “Well you certainly got off on it—you came without me even touching your pussy.” Sigh. “OK, from here on out, it will be clear that we are role playing, I won’t just start ranting like yesterday. Understand? (Nods) When not role playing, you are your normal self: intelligent, articulate, interesting women. Got it?” (Nods) I read Laura, and she was horny as hell, and wanted a fuck. Then, there, on the living room floor, as my slave. I know I can make her even more horny by NOT giving her what she wants.

“Well, we aren’t role playing now, but talking about yesterday has me thinking about yesterday, which is making me hard. I could really use a blowjob. We saw yesterday that Laura isn’t very experienced at it—Shirley, are you any good at blowjobs?” Shirley: “I’ve always thought so, and I’ve never had any complaints.” Me: “OK, let’s try it.” I stood up took a blowjob condom out of my pants, took off my pants and boxers, and sat back down on the couch. I told Shirley “ I really like looking at tits, and even playing with them, when I have my cock sucked. Would you mind stripping down to your panties?” Shirley’s clothes came off quickly while I rolled a blowjob condom on.

Me: “Laura, pay attention. This should be a learning experience for you.” Shirley kneeled on the couch next to me and swallowed my cock to the root in one move. “Ahhh. Yes, I don’t think I’ll be complaining about this blowjob. Obviously not your first” as Shirley was sliding me in and out of her throat. She blew me for about 6 or 7 minutes, then I blew my load. I thanked Shirley for her help. I asked Laura “Did you learn anything?” A rather disappointed reply: “Only that Shirley gives better blowjobs than I can.” Me: “Well, if you ask nicely, I bet that Shirley will give you some tips. And you can practice next time.” (Two very surprised faces) “I have errands to run. I am going to the farmer’s market to buy the veggies for the next few day’s recipes. We can’t fuck like crazy monkeys every time we see each other. Would anyone like to come with me to the market?” (Two enthusiastic yeses) “Now, remember, we are not playing, so you are your normal selves, intelligent, articulate women. Shirley and Laura, go look in the fridge and decide what you want to eat, and what you need to buy at the market. I’ll wait. So we went shopping, I dropped them off at Laura’s and went back to the sorority, after pushing “remember that when not role playing you are first and foremost intelligent, articulate, interesting women”. So far, so good. I had to slowly distance myself, and get it into their heads that I wasn’t just a penis for pleasure. I wasn’t sure that I could.

When I got back, I was still trying to work out how I was going to deal with the two sisters. I was still worried about it. I walked into the room, Mary took one look at me, put down her book and said “What is wrong? Still. I saw it last night, I see it now. Something is wrong C, I can see it your face, your body language, tell me what is wrong—TALK to me.” Me: “OK, I’ll talk, but I feel as if I will be dumping a bunch of shit on you, and you don’t don’t deserve that. I made my own mess.” Mary: “I want you to be happy. You keep telling me that you want to make me happy. I feel the same way. Talk to me, C.”

Me:

“OK. Well, last night. There really wasn’t any problem except that I was dead tired. I told you that I asked Lucy and Jenny to teach me what they knew about pleasing women. Well, yesterday afternoon when I went up for the second lesson, they required the same. So, I spent 2 hours in bed with Lucy, while Jenny watched. She drained me, both figuratively and literally. I could barely walk, and she passed out. She came 5 times. BTW, this is obviously a secret, not to be repeated. That was the reason for my condition last night, nothing to worry about. Well, not until I do the same with Jenny.

“The thing that is really bothering me is that I found my submissive. Worse, her sister is visiting (possibly indefinitely) and the other day I treated both of them like my personal sex slaves, treated them like dog shit, and they both LOVED it. They are both truly and totally submissive. I am ashamed of what I have done. I have never gone this far before. I am afraid that they are addicted—that they have fixated on me. (Mary said, quietly, “I know the feeling”.) I looked her in the eyes and said “Yeah, so do I”. But I’m really afraid that they have fixated on me, and will never want to separate. I only want to be with you, this was supposed to only be to scratch an itch, then be over. I want to gently leave them, slowly break it off, but I don’t know if I can. Not that *I* don’t want to, that *they* can’t accept it. This morning I went to see them, explained in detail about role playing, that it was a game. Then we went shopping. I dropped them off at their place with a cheery “bye, see you soon”—you should have seen the look of disappointment on their faces. This was just supposed to be about a few casual sex games, I may have created two dependent sex monsters. So that is what is really worrying me. Think on it, I am open to suggestions. Take your time, think, talk to me when you may have suggestions.

And lastly, I know we talked about the possibility of returning to the Caribbean during spring break. I want to change that. (Look of surprise on Mary’s face.) I want to go to Europe, specifically to the Netherlands. I know that we had fun in the islands, but maybe seeing new things will be fun as well. But to be honest, I spoke to some friends I haven’t seen in years, and I’d like to visit them. Of course, I don’t want to be away from you for two weeks, so I am asking you to come with me. I will try and hitchhike, or get a gig, flying to Europe and back. Would you like to go to the NL with me? Visit the countryside, see the tulips, visit Amsterdam?” Mary: “If that’s where you want to go, that’s where I will be. But also, Amsterdam sounds like fun. Let’s go.”

So I started making arrangements. I called around and found a G-IV (Gulfstream 4) that needed to be ferried to Europe before Apr 10th and could leave mid-March, I would act as co-pilot. I asked “It has the original Honeywell avionics suite?” and said “I’ve flown them before. I’ll need three touch-and-goes to re-qualify on the G-IV before we fly across the pond, so count in an extra 15-20 minutes. I am re-checking, this is a ferry job, no customers on board? Good, because I wan’t to bring a guest over to Europe with me. Would you happen to have a return job, around March 28-30? A G650? Great. Also a ferry job, no customers? Great. Pencil me in for both.” I popped into the room, Mary was studying, but looked up. I smiled “I just got us free rides to Europe. Well, not exactly FREE, I am getting PAID to fly us over!” Mary ‘whooped’ and came over and hugged me. “Hey, if you think some of the planes in the Caribbean were luxurious, wait until you see these two! Take pictures of the interior so you can show off when you get back.”

So I called Jens again, had him link everybody into the call, and told them all that things were firming up, I was planning on arriving mid-March and leaving very beginning of April, maybe a few days earlier. The band was happy. Me: “I had this idea.” (Total silence, followed by a “uh-oh—this is going to mean work” which got a lot of laughter) I continued “Got it in one Lucas. It turns out that you guys are either a good influence or a bad one, I guess it depends on how you look at it. Just *talking* with you guys and planning for the trip, caused TWO new songs to just materialize in my head over the past week.” (Laughter and cheers and applause) “First, at the moment, the band is no longer under contract with anyone, correct?” (yesses all around). “Good. Don’t sign one until after I leave. Now the previous RECORDINGS of released CDs are the property of the record company, right? (Yes) But the band, or individual members, own the copyrights, correct? (Yes) However, in the contract that I set up, I demanded that ALL concerts be recorded, and that the copyrights for all those concert recordings are the sole property of the band, correct? (Yes) And SOMEBODY in the band has preserved those with great care, correct?” (Mats said “yeah, I have all of them in a hermetically sealed, environment control, fire-proof walk in safe. Everybody thinks I’m crazy”) Me: “Maybe crazy like a fox.”

“My idea is convoluted, complicated, intricate, and will last years if it works out. (“As if all your plans aren’t like that.” laughter from everyone) But it will be a bit of work, mostly in the beginning, then we ride the money train. I want the band to do a ‘pop-up’ surprise concert at one of our oldest Uni supporters, from back before we became ‘premature ejection’—University of Amsterdam, at Man Hall. We bill the concert under a different band name, which the advert posters will describe as ‘Rock with a dash of Punk flavor and Punk infected by Rock’ . Tickets will be cheap: 20€, and all proceeds go to the university, minus expenses. I have even picked out the fake band name : ‘Sneak Attack’. (Jans started laughing, immediately followed by Lucas) “But wait, I haven’t finished. There is no way it will sell out, so 3 days or so before the concert, we start leaks and rumors on-line that ‘premature ejection’ will be the ones really performing, for the first time in years, to thank their earliest fans for their support from the very beginning. We have to count on overflow, and massive outside speakers specifically for the overflow audience.” (Jans and Lucas and Mats are all clapping and laughing. One said “You always come up with the craziest ideas, Matt .The problem is that often they are great ones”.)

“Now, we have to KILL at this concert. It has to be one of the top 5 most memorable concerts ever performed by ‘premature ejection’—not fireworks, fuck that, NO special effects. I am talking about PUNK stage presence, not prancing around like a campy faggot version of Mick Jagger. I am talking about Performance and Crowd Involvement. Hell, I want you to use temporary dye and color you hair the same as you used to when you were just a local band. (“Shit Matt, you’ve really thought this through!”) BTW, are any of you still in regular contact with any of the NL music press, a good reporter who liked ‘premature ejection’ ? Still on the job? Great, reach out for lunch, DO NOT talk about the concert, just say that you were going through old stuff and there were some clippings of his articles, and well, you just wanted to do lunch. THEN, a week or two later, call him and tell him that you have heard good things about a band that is starting out and is going to appear next week, called ‘Sneak Attack’. That you could call around and get him a back-stage pass if he wanted. He could be the first one to write about them. So we’ll have friendly press on site.

“Wait wait wait. I haven’t finished. I have two new songs, and have done an instrument rearrangement for ‘FIGHT!’ : it is recognizable as the same song, but different enough to be unique. I did the same with ‘Freedom’. I modestly increased the amount of bass improv in the rearrangement (all laughed). I’m still not done. That’s two brand new songs, two rearrangements, basically new versions, and we will do live covers of the oldest and highest charting songs, some in Dutch, as well as OUR favorites. My idea is to record the audio of the concert AND film it in HiDef, and have HiDef digital photos taken for later. We will need multiple shoulder-held video cams and multiple digital still cameras. We mix a CD of the concert, and then auction off the right to publish and sell the CD to all the major labels, BUT WE keep copyrights on everything.” (VERY loud laughing over the phone. “Matt, where do you come up with these ideas? We never should have let you slip away!”) “I still haven’t finished yet.” (Cries of “Of course you haven’t!”) Remember when I said “most memorable, get the crowd involved? Well, the crowd is going to go crazy when the band shows up and says ‘surprise, tonight’s booking, Sneak Attack, couldn’t make it, so we are filling in for them. We are ‘premature ejection’! Crowd goes wild.

“Then, when it calms down, Mats will say ‘we just wanted to show our appreciation to all the fans who were with us for so long, who supported us from the beginning AND IT ALL STARTED HERE!’ And the crowd goes crazy, and is now PUMPED UP. Then, after it starts to calm down, Mats raises his hands for quiet, and when it gets quiet, Mats will say ‘Do you smell that? (You look at the other band members) Guys, come here’. With the three of you at the front of the stage, all VERY obviously sniffing the air, Lucas will say ‘oh yeah, definitely. It’s been years, but I’ll never forget that stench. Somebody dropped a load of monkeyshit on the stage!’ And I walk out from backstage with my face painted like a monkey, to mimic my appearance on the first EP we did. (The band is hooting, hollering, laughing, cheering, and clapping. (“Jesus Matt, I’ve forgotten that you don’t do things half-way”) The crowd is going to react exactly like you just did. If you thought they were pumped up before, you are going to see a crowd go ape-shit, pun intended. In fact Jens should hold his hands up for quiet after 10 or 20 seconds and say ‘there’s no reason for you to go ape-shit crazy over this, the ape-shit is ALREADY ON STAGE!’

“They are going to be ramped up before the first note. You all go back to your spots during the applause. Every true fan knows that ‘FIGHT!’ Was the first grammy win for the band, and that the author is listed as ‘monkeyshit’ on the album. We don’t wait for quiet here, he hit them immediately by punching out the NEW revision of ‘FIGHT!’, with a massive bass intro, as the first song. After we acknowledge the crazy applause for that, we follow with the NEW remix of our second grammy nomination, ‘Freedom’ . After the crowd calms down, or if they don’t the Mats puts his hands up for quiet, and says ‘I hope that you are enjoying it so far—we are not starting a tour—we are doing this tonight … only … FOR … YOU!’ After some more crowd insanity, Mats raises his hands again and when it quiets down he says ‘what kind of lame-ass thank you would this be without something new—WOULD YOU LIKE TO HEAR A NEW SONG?’ Crowd goes crazy again. And we just KILL for the rest of the concert. After doing the early US hits in English, Mats will say ‘We are going to go against decades of stage rules now. One of them is never repeat a song during the same concert. Some of the songs we played were big hits in the US. But, it all started here … IN AMSTERDAM. Who wants to hear the ORIGINAL mixes, in DUTCH?’ And we do the early Dutch punk versions. Crowd will flip out, and it allows us to make a bonus DVD for the European market, with all the Dutch songs.

“This is going to be the most memorable concert Amsterdam has ever seen. It will be one of the top music news stories of the month, or the year, or maybe even the decade. This concert will be written about world-wide. About how a band just wanted to thank their loyal fans.” (The band had gone silent over the phone. Then, a single voice: “Shit man, this is going to be awesome”) “Well, I am 3,000 miles away. You are going to have to find a concert organizer to get everything set up. Ask for a private meeting, and he shouldn’t know who is coming to see him. Walk in. Take out the band’s CDs and just lay them on the table in front of him. Point to your face on the CDs. Tell him ‘I have two important points. (1) We want to do a SURPRISE concert, we will be billed under a different name. NOBODY will know in advance who will really be performing until we walk out on stage. (2) If word leaks out, late one night when you are going home, you will have a disagreeable anonymous encounter and wake up the next morning with no testicles. I repeat point #1: this is a surprise concert. Can you deal with those two points?’ And if he agrees, you tell him that you will give him all the details after he signs an NDA (Non Disclosure Agreement) and then a contract with the details.

“Last part, because of course I haven’t finished (laughter).

“We just offer one CD to the labels, and refuse to talk about any other possible CDs. We are selling ONE CD, the contract is for ONE CD, all ready for publication, as is. We are NOT talking about a future contract for the band, we are selling the CD, and that is it. Other things can be discussed later. We will pretty much be able to set the price because we are offering 4 years of exclusivity rights for this CD of this concert. And offering it openly to all the labels at the same time. And we won’t be greedy about our cut. Something similar to what the best contract the band had, per album. A percentage of sales, only a small, minuscule even, up-front fee. Well, the NL market will specifically be called out as not covered by the exclusivity rights. We can do whatever we want for the NL, and my plan is to find every independent record store in and around Amsterdam, and offer a limited time offer: a bundle of the ‘corporate’ CD with a second CD with only Dutch songs, for 1€ extra, to cover costs. AFTER we sign the contract with a major label, this offer will be announced before sales start, and will ONLY be available at independent record stores in and around Amsterdam. Advance orders will be accepted, and if you pay for shipping the store will ship to you, so that if you are coming in from out of town to order, you can just have it delivered to your home. We will say that this is our way of supporting and thanking the independent record stores of Amsterdam, who sold our music when nobody else would. (A quiet “Shit man, this is going to be epic”) “Aha! This probably hasn’t occurred to you, but this ‘limited time bonus CD offer’ is going to launch initial CD sales in the NL and the Flemish portion of Belgium through the roof. We will be on the top 10 albums list within 3 weeks, if not the first week since people can sign up for advance sales. We might even lead the charts and finally have a #1 album.

“Oh, a slight backup. When we get our massive deal, before signing we re-negotiate the deal. Instead of hauling in boatloads of cash just for us, we take that boatload and subtract out of it charity contributions to be paid by the label. That way it goes to charity, and the government doesn’t get to tax us, before WE give it away—it goes directly to the charities. Minimum 100,000€ will be donated to fund a scholarship and/or chair at University of Amsterdam (we’ll try for 200,000€, but settle for 100K). Also, half of that amount for every publicly funded university in, or within 15 miles of, Amsterdam. The label should go for it, as charity contributions are deductible for tax purposes, so they aren’t paying any more, just to charity instead of to us. We announce this after the contract is signed, with the details. And yes, we will pump this for all the good media coverage we can get. You may be thinking ‘why are we giving this money away’? Well, first, we have shitloads of money already. Second, this will cement ‘premature ejection’ in the hearts of Nederlanders forever. Even the old farts and the country farmers and the rich bourgeois that hate the music will love the band members. The punk rock band that gave away over half a million Euros for education? And WE, PERSONALLY get to donate to charity as well, say to the university chairs founded by the band. Gee, not only did the band insist on the label going money to charity, they are matching it!

“I know that you are expecting this, but … (a chorus came over the phone at the same time I said) I haven’t finished yet” (laughs from the phone, and from me). If we do a 3 hour concert, with 45 minutes of Dutch songs, we get at least 4 CDs. Two or Three in English. A bonus CD of some of the Dutch songs will go out as the limited time bundle offer at release. Later, we will sell a full CD with the contents of the bonus CD plus all the other Dutch songs. We only sold the rights to ONE CD. We have to keep some big hit songs to release on the 2nd CD. Now, you know that I don’t think small. This isn’t a new idea, invented by me—Pearl Jam and Phish and the Grateful Dead did this, when they weren’t signed, or had founded their own label, or got an agreement with a label.

“We set up our own corporation. We set up a damn secure, a super secure, website for sales. WE release (and sell, via the new website, and also include local Amsterdam retailers) the 2nd live CD from the University of Amsterdam concert, in English. We release (and sell) the 2nd Dutch live CD from the University of Amsterdam. Then, we all (meaning mostly you guys who live near the actual recordings) are going to listen to YEARS of concert recordings to find dynamite performances of songs—start making notes of fantastic concerts, and fantastic, the best, live versions of songs. We will start releasing CDs every 3 months or 6 months or whatever, of live concerts. We could do it by date (Say, NYC Madison Square Garden, November whatever, 2006) or do mash-ups when the band played one stadium or hall for a weekend, and take the best songs, like the Dead’s ‘Europe 72’, or we could do themed CDs, based on the clubs we played at, a mix of best songs from different shows (say, Music from ‘the stomping grounds’ over the years.). Or we could do both. I am sure that small clubs in Amsterdam still in business would love the free publicity. AND, just to fuck with the old label who (if the press is to be believed) dumped you like stinking shit because the last album on the contract deal didn’t sell well, we will release a ‘best live’ CD that has fantastic live versions of EVERY SINGLE SONG on the label’s “best of” studio compilation, IN THE EXACT SAME SONG ORDER. (That got loud claps and cheers and laughs from all the guys.)

“So listen guys, are you in?” (A unanimous YES) “Listen, the most urgent thing is getting the concert set up, the venue locked down, city permits, all that bullshit. When negotiating with the uni, point out that the ticket sales MINUS expenses, will all go to the university. You have to find a promoter ASAP who can keep his mouth shut, and deal with all the details. ESPECIALLY security, nobody gets hurt. Second most urgent, practice, practice, practice. Most IMPORTANT, versus most urgent, is that nobody realizes we are going this. Do NOT tell girlfriends, kids, friends, ANYBODY about this. If someone gets curious about the practicing, *I* am the excuse. You haven’t seen me in years, want to jam together while I am visiting, etc. And someone should go through old recordings of the club days and find kick-ass PUNK versions of the original songs. Quality doesn’t matter, the vibe and the music does. It’s so that we can listen and re-create the vibe on stage.

“Until the concert happens, everything is about THE CONCERT and preparing for it. All the other stuff can be done AFTER the concert. After, the most important is getting two kick-ass live CDs mastered (in English) and one ‘bonus’ CD (in Dutch) and hopefully a second, full-length (Dutch) CD. Then we auction off the first CD. After that, it’s all pretty easy. Although, maybe we should think about new songs and recording a new studio album, or half studio, half live. And if we did pop-up concerts every year or two, we would also have live versions of the new studio songs. But we do it at OUR pace, as long as it is FUN and isn’t tiring and isn’t pulling us apart. This first part is just for fun, to give back to Amsterdam, to help the universities and the record shops. After that, we’ll see. Once we get things rolling on the second part, and if it all clicks, we can hire a business manager to run the website and the store, and not have to deal with anything ourselves. Anyhow, guys, see you in the Netherlands in a month or so!”

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