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Platinum Angel: Hypnotica’s Pets

Chapter 3

Light tapping filled the air in the sprawling Chief Executive office atop the Silver Limited building. The primary shareholder and CEO of Silver Limited, Inc stared intently at the monitor as she wrote her report for the upcoming shareholders meeting. Felicity Silverbush took her responsibilities to the shareholders seriously, despite owning seventy percent of the voting shares of the company.

The platinum blonde beauty sat pertly at the edge of her large, black leather office chair. The chair retailed for more than most of her employees earned in a month. And it didn’t end there. She wore a sterling silver choker, big silver hoops, and silver bangles on her left wrist. Even her four rings were silver with diamonds.

Felicity wore an uber expensive pink bandage dress with an asymmetrical boob window, and hemline just above her knees when standing. Her full lips, long nails, and stiletto pumps were a paler shade of pink. The beautiful twenty-eight year old philanthropist was well known for her love of monochromatic outfits.

Her phone rang, displaying show it was her secretary. She quickly pushed the speaker button.

“Ms Silverbush,” Courtney said. “There are six women from GO, Inc here to see you.”

“Go, Inc?”

“Girl Onward, Inc, ma’am,” Courtney said. “You really need to speak to them, Ms Silverbush.”

Felicity stopped typing and looked at the intercom. Her secretary had never insisted she meet with anyone before. She also knew the women from GO were not on her schedule of appointments for that day, or any day. She’d never even heard of GO, Inc. And Courtney knew how busy she was preparing for the shareholder’s meeting.

“Could they just make an appointment and come back another day?”

“They could,” Courtney said, speaking slower. “But, I promise, it will change your life if you see Minka Lowes and associates now.”

Felicity rolled her eyes. Like she hadn’t heard that a thousand times. Besides, she was quite happy with her life. No changes needed. At the same time, her curiosity was piqued by her secretary’s enthusiasm and insistence.

Then the name registered. Minka Lowes? From high school? Felicity frowned. She was not exactly friends with Minka. And the idea of Minka running an organization that sounded like it promoted women’s issues sounded odd.

I really expected her to become a rich man’s kept woman, she thought. If not a stripper or hooker.

She remembered Minka as an envious, spiteful girl. The kind of girl who saw only enemies and rivals, not others with different opinions and needs in life. If she showed up there, then she wanted something from Felicity. And the busty blonde was concerned her former classmate wouldn’t be entirely honest with her.

Despite her feelings toward Minka, and her misgivings at her suddenly appearance, Felicity sighed and relented.

“Fine. I can spare them a few minutes.”

The door opened a moment later. Courtney escorted six well-dressed women through the door. Three brunettes and three blondes. Felicity gave them just the briefest of glances, still preoccupied by her half-written report.

Minka had always been a beauty, but she now had a spectacular body. Absolutely gorgeous. Her outfit looked more sexy than professional, but then Felicity tended to lean in that direction as well. Fashion was important. And her “associates” dressed much like Minka in short skirts, tight blouses, and sky high heels.

“Hello, Minka,” Felicity said, moving around the desk to meet her halfway and hug. “What’s it been? Ten years since we saw each other?”

The blonde businesswoman paused. It kind of felt like Minka pressed her boobs harder than necessary against Felicity’s boobs, and was there a little rub? But a sudden deep ache in her tits distracted her. Was her monthly friend a little early? But then, she had a chronic condition where her boobs constantly lactated. They just inconveniently upped their milk production during her period for some evil reason.

The last thing I need right now.

“Exactly,” Minka said. “Too long.”

Felicity turned to shake hands with Minka’s associates, and stopped.

“Joey? Chey?” she said, recognizing two other classmates. Jolene Heathers and Cheyenne Williams were the two most popular and beloved girls in high school. “You work with Minka at GO, Inc?”

“Yes. She’s our boss,” Cheyenne said. “Best boss ever, too.”

Felicity nodded, flabbergasted. “Okay.”

She remembered Minka openly disliking Joey, and scowling a lot at Cheyenne’s back. And Cheyenne and Joey barely tolerated Minka. While Felicity got along brilliantly with both girls.

Did Minka have any female friends in high school?

Minka pulled out her phone and tapped on it. The screen turned green, with GO in big white letters. She held the phone up, screen in Felicity’s face.

“Before we start, watch this brief program,” Minka said. “You’ll quickly understand what we’re all about.”

Felicity flinched back. Who did that? So rude, but her eyes locked on the small screen. And then the Logo screen vanished, and it hit her. The sound assaulted her ears, while the program sent a kaleidoscope of colors and rotating movement into her eyes, deep into her brain, into her very psyche. All thoughts came to a stop.

Her breath caught, and Felicity couldn’t breathe. All those pretty colors. So beautiful. So entrancing. A little smile spread her glossy pink lips. Blissful joy and acceptance filled her soul. And then her belly filled with butterflies, before melting in a red hot pulsing in her pussy. Her tits tingled and her throat tightened.

“I am your mistress,” Minka said. “I own you body and soul now. You must obey me in all things.”

“Yes, Mistress,” Felicity whispered, breathlessly. “I obey.”

Joey shifted behind the entranced billionaire. She unzipped Felicity’s dress, pulling it off to leave the blonde beauty in just white bra and thong, as well as her jewelry and heels.

“You are chattel. A slave. You live at my pleasure, and for my pleasure.”

“I live for you.”

Joey unfastened her bra, and then slipped her thong down long legs. Felicity stepped out of the undergarment. Then Joey and Cheyenne pushed down on the captive woman’s shoulders, making Felicity drop to her knees before Minka.

“I have claimed you, Felicity.” Minka’s voice reverberated through her mind and soul. “You are mine.”

“I am yours.”

Minka finally put away the phone. Felicity swooned, but quickly regained physical control of her body. She remained kneeling, staring straight ahead, mind still. Her mistress and associates spoke softly, excitedly around her. She barely paid any attention until Minka spoke her name.

“Felicity, listen and obey all my commands,” Minka said. She leaned over the submissive blonde. The lactose vampire lifted Felicity’s chin with two fingers, grinned, and leaned over. “You got pretty lips.”

Minka kissed her, long and deep. Felicity pushed up into that kiss. Her tongue greeted her mistress’s tongue when Minka thrust into her mouth.

“Felicity, kiss and lick my shoes.”

“Yes, Mistress,” she whispered.

The busty blonde dropped to all fours, lowered her pink lips to the toe of Minka’s stiletto pump, and kissed it. Then she smothered the entire shoe, toe to stiletto heel, with passionate kisses, before she began licking off all the lip prints.

“Good girl, Felicity.”

Minka went behind the desk. She sat back in the big, luxurious office chair, and spread her legs wide.

“Crawl to me, my pet,” Minka purred.

Felicity crawled around the desk on all fours. She went right up between Minka’s spread knees, placing a soft, delicate hand on each knee as she stared up at her mistress.

“Eat me.”

“Yes, Mistress.”

Felicity turned her face to the right and kissed her mistress’s satiny smooth inner thigh. Then she slowly worked her way up that thigh, kissing and nibbling the entire way. She had Minka panting, squirming before she reached the lactose vampire’s glistening wet pussy. Such a pretty pussy, too. Completely waxed smooth, her fleshy lips quivered in her excitement.

“Mmmmm,” Minka moaned when Felicity gave her that first lick up her still closed slit.

The platinum blonde slavegirl lathed off Minka’s pre-cum off her cunt with her tongue, before pressing harder with her tongue to force those sensitive lips apart. Felicity moaned in concert with Minka as her tongue dipped deep into that drenched slit, lady juices flowing into the enslaved beauty’s mouth, down her throat.

Minka’s thighs snapped closed tightly, holding her new minion against her most sensitive spot. Felicity redoubled her efforts, licking, nibbling and sucking on nether lips, sucking on an engorged clit. She quickly pushed the beautiful brunette over the top.

“Aaaagggh! Oooooh, baby,” Minka gasped breathlessly. “You have talent. I take it I’m not your first lesbian action.”

“No, Mistress. I experimented in college, and have had a number of trysts with women since.”

“You’re a lesbian?”

“No, Mistress. I am straight,” she said. “But open to other women.”

“You are wrong, Felicity. As of now you are a lesbian,” Minka said.

“I am a lesbian, Mistress.”

“God, I love that hypno app,” Minka said. “Oh, you should know, my secret alter ego is Hypnotica. Have you heard of Hypnotica before?”

“No, Mistress.”

“Well, now you have,” Minka said, grinning. She bit her lip. “Felicity, be a good little hucow and squirt some of your milk on my pussy, then lick it clean.”

Felicity took her left breast in both hands. It was large and taut with milk. Of course, she had a condition that caused her to lactate, but she rarely filled up with milk so amazingly fast. She generally only had to milk herself once a day, usually during her morning shower.

She pressed the swollen, erect nipple to Minka’s sex, and squeezed with both hands. Milk squirted out, splashing against and soaking her mistress’s still quivering pussy. So she leaned in and started licking that pussy clean.

“Give me a squirt in the mouth,” Joey begged to her left.

“No give me a squirt,” Cheyenne asked to her right.

Felicity rose up on her knees, hands on her left boob. She squeezed and stroked that swollen tit from the base to the nipple, sending a thick torrent all over Joey’s face. Her aim wasn’t all that good, but some of it went into the other blonde’s mouth. Then she turned to Cheyenne, took her right tit in hand, and did the same to the former head cheerleader. Like Joey, Cheyenne ended up with a milk soaked face, dripping into her deep cleavage. A milky mess.

“Cow, I have a question,” Minka asked. “How much of your money can you transfer to my off-shore account right now?”

Felicity considered that. “Probably… Seventy to a hundred million. Maybe more. I only have so much because I sold all of the company’s interest in Barron Investments.”

Minka stood up. She pulled a piece of paper out of her purse, and handed it to Felicity. “Do it. Transfer all available cash to this account.”

“Yes, Mistress,” she said.

Felicity sat in the chair and reduced her currently project, and pulled up the program she needed. She had to access seven different accounts, but she quickly and efficiently transferred one hundred and thirty-one million dollars into Minka’s off-shore account. Then she surrendered the computer to her mistress, who logged into her off-shore account and transferred all of that money to yet another account, before transferring to yet another account.

“I have to ensure no one can pull that money back to the company,” Minka said. She looked around. “We need to start the paperwork to transfer all of her stocks, property, and other assets to me.”

“Should I start now, Mistress?”

Minka smiled down at the kneeling slavegirl. “No. It can wait until tomorrow. I think Krista, Britney, and Victoria would enjoy a shot of your rich girl ass. And I’m also ready for round two.”

The women quickly stripped naked to indulge in each other’s feminine bounty. Minka took complete control, having Britney kiss Felicity, while Krista and Victoria sucked on her milky nipples, and Cheyenne knelt between the newest minion’s legs and ate her out. Joey took her turn eating out Minka while the lactose vampire directed all of them working their magic. And then she rotated them around Felicity for the better part of an hour.

Boom!

The office door smashed open and men flooded in. Felicity lifted her head, frowning at the invaders. She recognized her director of finance, and several senior accountants. And they were accompanied by security officers.

“Halt! Don’t move,” Brandon Phelps shouted. Her Chief Financial Officer stopped to gawk a second. “What in the name of God is going on here? An orgy?”

“These other women have forced Ms Silverbush to illegally transfer funds to their secret offshore accounts,” another man shouted. “They have kidnapped her and must be stopped.”

Minka blinked at them. Too many to hypnotize.

“Cows! Protect!”

Minka’s minions all reached into their purses and pulled out pistols. And they started shooting. Men scattered, before the security officers returned fire. Felicity was abandoned as the life and death battle raged. She didn’t really think about it, just pulled up a Telekinetic shield to protect herself from the bullets. It was invisible, so no one noticed.

“Cows!” Minka cried. “Out the door. Lay down suppressive fire as you run!”

Minka urged Felicity to her feet and towards the door. But a security man pointed a taser pistol at Minka. The lactose vampire quickly pulled Felicity in between her and the security guard. Twin prongs shot into the platinum blonde’s back, and electricity surged through her. That taser froze her in place, body jerking as a soulful wail escaped her lips. And then the darkness sucked her down.

The lactose vampire cursed a blue streak, but followed her minions out of the office. The security guards gave chase, while the CFO and other executives ran over to Felicity.

“Ms Silverbush, are you all right? They didn’t hurt you, did they?”

Felicity’s eyes fluttered open. She looked around, head throbbing. Hell, her entire body throbbed, but not in pain. The platinum blonde found herself soaked in her own milk, pussy achy and tingling.

“I’m fine now, Mr. Phelps. Thank you for rescuing me,” she said. Rubbing her temples. “Minka hypnotized me, but thankfully you broke me out of the trance.”

They all looked quite pleased with themselves, while not so covertly taking frequent looks at her naked body. Felicity ignored them, glad they had something to distract them. She had bigger problems. The lost money was a concern, but even more frightening was Hypnotica, as Minka called herself. A lactose vampire was loose in Ocean City, so no woman, no super heroine, was safe.