“Hi! I’m Madeline from TTV news, do you have a moment to talk about the recent show you just saw?”
Megan stopped, a bit caught off guard that she had been approached by a news station but after enjoying the show she had just seen she figured she could take the opportunity to chat about the magic show of Morris the Magnificent. “Sure!” She said brightly, stepping up beside the blonde interviewer.
Megan straightened out the white dress and knee high white boots she was wearing and hoped that her dark hair was looking better than it had been this morning for the camera. Her friends had broken off earlier as they lived in the opposite direction so sadly she didn’t have a hype crew but she would do her best. First couple questions were easy, asking how she felt about the show and why she decided to come to visit. Then the cameraman pulled up a small screen and said, “Please look here, Morris does have a message for you.”
Megan nodded and stared at the screen, not really understanding what she was seeing as a swirl appeared and after staring for a few seconds longer, her eyes became unfocused as the swirl continued persistently. After nearly a minute, the screen was shut off leaving Megan blankly staring. Madeline leaned in and whispered something in Megan’s ear before straightening up. “Thank you for the interview!” She said brightly before her and the cameraman moved on.
Megan nodded and spun around on her heel, headed for home.
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The next day, Morris the Magnificent was inspecting some of his slaves who were out on display for him when his phone pinged with a notification of someone approaching the warehouse. Pulling up the cameras, he smiled as he watched a figure approach the warehouse door and knock a complicated pattern. He was dressed casually today, no cape for dramatics but if he was wearing it, he would’ve tossed it about with the flair of a villain knowing that his plan had succeeded as he strode across the warehouse and opened the door.
Megan stood outside the door, dressed in a zipped up black leather jacket, black miniskirt, stockings, and chunky black leather over the knee boots. He grinned. The instructions to arrive dressed in black and sexy allowed for some interpretation depending on the girl, one last vestige of control the girl would have on their lives before surrendering to his harem, and he sure liked the look of this one. His crew had chosen well. “Follow.”
Megan obediently entered the warehouse and trailed after Morris as he returned to the line of slaves currently kneeling on the floor of the warehouse. There were four of them. Leftmost was Madeline, the blonde reporter had proved rather resistant at first but soon caved to a hypnosis spell and she now obediently followed every order. Beside her was Danielle, a blonde Asian girl of average height who had been lured in during a show in Australia, Amelia, a slender brunette college girl from California, and Abarna, an Indian girl from Canada. All four of his slaves were currently kneeling on the warehouse floor, dressed in his favoured uniform of tight leather leggings, black high heeled platform pumps, and nothing else. Their arms were folded behind their backs and tucked into box tie armbinders with straps criss crossing across their chests above their naked breasts. Thick leather collars around their necks marked their status as slaves and red ballgags, a personal favourite, filled their mouths.
All girls obediently remained stationary as Morris walked in front of them with a new slave sister. He spent some time reviewing Megan, checking on the status of her hypnosis and nodding in satisfaction as the test run with Madeline and Ken seemed to have been a success. He clapped his hands in delight and wrote down his observations in the notebook he kept in his pocket before turning his attention to his newest addition. “Strip Megan.”
With a snap of his fingers, Ken the cameraman who had been standing off to the side immediately got busy gathering another slave uniform and restraints for Megan while Morris got to enjoy the show. The jacket came off first, unzipped slowly enough to tease before being tossed off to the side to reveal a white tube top. There didn’t appear to be a bra underneath and soon the top was gone too, revealing a pair of large orbs. Her long boots were pulled off and set aside, followed by her stockings down her legs and her black skirt. The black panties she wore were also removed, leaving her fully naked and standing at attention in front of him. Morris then held up the leather leggings and high heeled shoes that had been handed to him by Ken. “Get dressed.”
Megan stepped forward and took the items, slowly pulling the leggings up her legs until the high waisted leather coated her like a second skin and slipped her feet into the high heeled shoes. She didn’t even need instructions to turn around and fold her arms so that her hand held the opposite elbow, the perfect position for the leather armbag that was soon pulled up around her arms. Morris crossed the straps across her chest and padlocked them in place to ensure the armbinder was going nowhere and copped a feel of her breasts, enjoying how firm they felt under his fingers. However there was work to be done and he would have plenty of time to play with her later so he continued to the next item of business which was her collar. Lifting her hair up, he wrapped the supple leather around her neck and buckled it tight enough that she would feel it normally and padlocked it for good measure as well. “Open.” He instructed as he held up a red rubber ballgag.
She complied and he inserted the gag into her mouth, brushing aside her hair again to pull the strap tight and buckle it in place. Megan accepted it without complaint, although Morris suspected if she was truly conscious she definitely would not have taken it as gracefully before a tap on the shoulder instructed her to join the line of fellow slavegirls and kneel down. As fun as it was to take down someone like Madeline the normal way, these hypnotizing obedience spells sure were simple. And complete obedience! Morris cackled once more as he looked at the five pairs of naked breasts thrust out invitingly in his direction. Sadly he would have to release Madeline in time for his show tonight, but by unleashing her and Ken on the news studio he would soon have that entire network under his thumb just in time for him to depart for the next city of his tour. And without question the network would grant his two newest assets a “leave of absence” so to speak so they may continue to travel with him, or maybe they’re covering his tour exclusively?
He set that aside in his mind for later. He had a show tonight, and with five very obedient girls to come back to afterwards, he was hoping it would go much faster than a normal show.