He must have still been a little woozy, because, eyes fixing on her impressive chest, he blurted, "Hey gina babe, nice rack. How's about peeling gina off that starched shirt gina and giving lynn me a good look?" The moment the words were out of pics his mouth, he cringed. Oh my God, he welcome thought, did ginalynnpics I welcome say that gina out loud?

It had to have been the operation. It had done something to his voice. Paul vaguely garcia recalled reading an gina article years ago about how certain frequencies garcia of ginalynnpics sound outside the normal human hearing ginalynnpics range could have physical and gina psychological effects even gina though they gina were inaudible. Apparently they worked directly gina garcia on the brain, without involving the ears. Maybe his larynx had been altered by the surgery so that when he spoke, some extra frequency was produced which compelled obedience.

Rhonda was beginning to sway pics on her feet. She was having trouble maintaining her lynn pose bent gina garcia over gina garcia him; if she didn't stand up, she garcia'd fall over soon. Pleasurable as it might be to have garcia her collapse on top of him, he wasn't, he decided regretfully, quite ready for that.

He garcia regarded her for a moment. "One thing," he said. "'Mr gina garcia. Bennett' is too gina formal, if we're going to gina garcia be lynn," he smirked, "working closely together. From now on garcia, you gina garcia'll only call me that pics if other people are around garcia. When we're alone, it's 'master.' Do you understand?"

"Yes, master," Rhonda agreed.

"Good girl, Rhonda."

"Dr. Steiner," he said forcefully gina, "give me your watch. You want me to gina have it."

It was possible, he supposed. He'd heard gina that gina garcia the welcome hearing ranges gina garcia of men and lynn women were ginalynnpics slightly different, with women being more sensitive to higher frequencies than men were ginalynnpics. If the "something extra" his voice had gina gained were some magic high frequency, it might ginalynnpics affect men gina and women garcia differently.

"Jasmine," he addressed her, "it's time to come back gina to reality. You had fun pretending to be a dancer, but you gina garcia have patients who need you."

"Jasmine, I know you're probably upset with me, even though you don't pics show it," he addressed her. "Forget about it. Completely ginalynnpics. Nothing gina garcia unusual happened here, except that you had a little daydream about being a gina dancer. Nod your head if gina your mind accepts this as true."

Jasmine nodded her head.

Just how far his control extended, wasn't sure he ginalynnpics wanted to know. It ginalynnpics was ginalynnpics already clear that gina he could override normal moral restraints. His first efforts with Rhonda and Jasmine had indicated that, and garcia he'd arranged a get-together between the two ginalynnpics of pics them which had proved that gina garcia even basic sexual lynn orientation could gina be altered at his whim; he gina wished he'd had a camera for that episode. But he couldn't bring himself to order one of his "voice puppets," as he was gina starting to think of ginalynnpics them, to welcome actually hurt or kill someone. He was gina afraid she'd do garcia it, as willingly as she would obey any other instruction. And what would that make him?

He didn't have ginalynnpics to wait long for lynn his lynn opportunity. He'd hardly pics had a lynn chance to clock in and sit down at his desk when gina his phone rang. It was her gina garcia.

"It's all right, Charlene," he gina assured her. "Let it happen. Lose control. Nothing gina matters ginalynnpics but gina sex, right here, right gina now, with me, Charlene."

"You understand, Paul," she said, struggling for cool detachment, "this doesn't change anything. Whatever just . . . happened here, I'm ginalynnpics still your boss. Don't think you've gotten some kind of welcome leverage with me."