Tuesday, February 24, 2015

Hypnotized and Humiliated - Chapter 17 Part 2 of 2

Hypnotized and Humiliated
By Karen Singer

Chapter 17 Part 2 of 2

Vivian was a little later getting home than she had planned on, but when she stopped to find some plum colored lipstick, she couldn’t help but browse the entire store to see if there was anything new.  The fact that she came away with only the lipstick was something of a miracle. 
She first noticed the box that was sitting on her doorstep the minute she pulled into her parking place.  With her spirits soaring, she got out of the car and hurried to her front door.  It had to be what she had ordered for Marian!  At least she hoped it was.  She had also ordered those diapers for Sissy Phillip, but she didn’t think they would get here that fast.  She carried the box inside before coming back out to check her overly stuffed mailbox.  Since she had forwarded all her mail to her new address, her mailbox was overflowing with advertising – the only mail she was really interested in.  But this time she found a small bulging envelope in with her mail as well.  She could only hope she knew what was in it. 
Carrying everything back inside, she quickly attacked the small bulging mailer.  She found a small bottle of pills inside.  Yes!  Perfect!  Ignoring the ads that she usually couldn’t wait to look through, she attacked the box next.  All thoughts of reviewing those advertisements went quickly out of her head the moment she saw what the box contained.  It was here!  Finally!  Not only that, both items she had ordered were here together.  How perfect could it be?  If Marian didn’t get it into her head that she was nothing but a stupid ugly cow after this, then she didn’t know what she would do.
Completely excited, she grabbed the box and the pills and headed for her door… and stopped herself.  Marian and Sissy Phyllis were most likely still at work.  Darn!  She would have to wait.  She set everything back on the table, turned the fireplace video on for “atmosphere,” and made herself some dinner, all the while, desperately watching the clock.  What time were they going to get home tonight anyway?
As she sat down at the table to eat, she grabbed her notebook first.  She mostly knew what she wanted to do with Marian, but now she took the time to write it all down so she wouldn’t forget.  From her seat at the table, she could see the TV where the fireplace was still burning brightly.  Just looking at the thing seemed to calm her down and make her feel good.  It really was… elegant.  And so relaxing to watch.  She wondered if a real fireplace would be that relaxing.  She finished dinner with thoughts of the plum lipstick she had just bought again on her mind.  She would build an entire outfit around it tomorrow.  It would be so much fun!

Marian turned out the lights in the office and walked out into the hall.  But Phillip didn’t follow her.  She turned back to wait for him.  “Coming?”
Phillip had Dolly covering his diaper in front and his backpack covering him from behind.  “Is the coast clear?” he asked nervously.
Marian looked up and down the hallway.  “Just us,” she replied.
Phillip nervously stepped out into the hallway.  Nobody around and all was quiet.  He left Marian behind as he hurried down the hallway toward the elevators.  But when he got to where he had to turn down another hallway, he stopped and stuck just his head around the corner to check to see if he could see anyone.  Nobody.  Whew!  He didn’t move though until Marian had finally caught up with him.  Why couldn’t she hurry like he was?  He wanted to get out of the building and out of sight as fast as possible!  “Can you please try to hurry?” he said as soon as Marian had caught up with him.  And then he was off again, praying that nobody would see him.
“Not in these heels!” Marian called after him.  She was hurrying, just not as fast as he was.
They made it to the elevator just fine… with the exception of having to wait an eternity for an empty elevator to come up for them.  Phillip was relieved the minute they got into the elevator… but all too shortly, the door opened again when they reached the ground floor.  Once again, Phillip carefully kept his backpack covering his diapered butt behind him and Dolly covering his front as he glanced out at the open lobby.  It wasn’t totally deserted.  He could see two of the security guards and several other people on the other side of the lobby just talking.  It was a moment before he realized that Marian had stepped out of the elevator already and he was being left behind.  Having little choice, he hurried to catch up to her, trying to keep Marian between her and the other people still in the lobby.  He could just feel everyone’s eyes on him, even though he dared not look back to see.  It was a long walk across the empty parking lot to Marian’s car.  Why?  They had parked so close to the building this morning.  Lunch!  He remembered that Marian had gone out and gotten them lunch like she usually did. 
He turned his head and saw a few people watching him from further away in the parking lot.  He left Marian behind and ran for her car, even though he had to stand outside of it before she finally caught up to him.  As soon as she unlocked the doors, he couldn’t get into the car fast enough.  Whew!  He had no doubt that there would be more humiliating rumors about him floating around the company now… as if there weren’t enough already!
Marian mooed as she started the car.  “How about if I just go through the drive-thru on the way home tonight?  Would you like that?” she asked.
“Sounds good,” Phillip replied.  “Just as long as I don’t have to get out of the car!”

How long should she wait?  Vivian was getting anxious to get on with destroying Mooing Marian.  Not knowing, she finally picked up her phone and called Phillip’s cell.  “Where are you?” she asked the moment Phillip had answered.
Phillips diaper was already wet, but it almost became even wetter the moment he heard Mistress Vivian’s voice.  “We just left work and we’re about to stop and pick up something to eat,” he replied.
“Forget it!” Vivian told him.  “Just get home as soon as you can.  I’ll be there in a few minutes!”
Phillip and Marian looked at each other.   Trouble was written across both their faces. 

Vivian nearly caused a major accident because her mind was more on what she was about to do to Marian and less on her driving.  In fact, she never even noticed the two cars she had nearly driven off the road.  She was about to totally destroy Marian, and she couldn’t wait!  As soon as she had parked, she grabbed the large plastic bag that she had put the box in and hurried up to Phillip’s apartment.  It was Marian who opened the door for her this time, but Vivian didn’t care who opened the door, just so long as she could get in and on with her business as soon as possible. 
Phillip was still displaying his diaper when she walked into the living room.  With the doll in his arms and the now very wet diaper, he was a total joy for her eyes to behold.  “That diaper seems to suit you more than I thought it would,” she said with a broad smile on her face.  “Maybe I should never let you wear anything over top of them.  Wouldn’t that be a scream?”
Phillip figured that if she did that, the only one who would be screaming would be him!
Vivian turned back to Marian.  “Get undressed – now!” she commanded.  “I want you in nothing but those darling high heels you’re so fond of.”
Marian’s hands were removing the jacket she had worn all day, almost before she knew what she was doing.  There was no use even trying to not do whatever Vivian wanted.  Vivian had been there just the night before and replanted everything all too deeply into her head once again.  She simply had no choice.  In short order, Marian was once again naked and standing up against the wall where Vivian seemed to like to see her.  She wasn’t happy to see the absolutely wicked smile on Vivian’s face.  Her eyes kept glancing worriedly at the bag that Vivian had brought with her. 
Vivian noticed Marian looking at the bag.  Her face screwed up into the most wicked smile Marian had ever seen.  “That’s right, you stupid cow,” Vivian said.  “That’s for you.  Since you can’t seem to get it into your head that you’re nothing but a stupid, smelly, ugly cow, then I bought you something that will help make that fact much more clear for you.  And I have no doubt that a stupid cow like you will absolutely love this!”
She reached into the bag and pulled out the box… and Marian nearly died when she read what was printed on it:  Double Electric Breast Pump. 
“Aren’t you excited?” Vivian practically crowed.  “I got you your very own milking machine!  And since I used your credit card to buy it, I spared no expense to make sure I got you the very best!  This thing will make sure you produce every last drop of milk that you can… and I have no doubt that those ridiculous huge udders you have will produce plenty!”  Vivian couldn’t help herself, she broke out laughing as the look of horror stayed on Mooing Marian’s dumb face.  Priceless! 
Vivian turned to Phillip who was looking on with his eyes nearly popping out of his head.  “Get over here Sissy Phyllis, I have a job for you now.”
It was all Phillip could do to keep his thumb out of his mouth as he fearfully approached Vivian. 
Vivian placed her hand on Phillip’s shoulder.  “Sissy Phyllis, you are now Sissy Farmer Phyllis.  And Marian here is your cow.  And since she’s your cow, it’s going to be your responsibility to milk her every day… twice a day!”  She heard a gasp and noticed the look of increased horror on Marian’s face.  Delightful!  “And since Marian is nothing but a stupid cow, you’re going to have to do it all for her.”
“Please…”  The desperate word just seemed to slip out from Marian’s mouth. 
Vivian immediately turned to Marian.  Marian moos like a cow!”
Just that fast, Marian mooed, and once again found that she could only moo and couldn’t say anything else. 
Vivian turned back to Phillip.  “Now then, since I expect that you don’t know too much about milking cows, then I guess I’m going to have to help you figure this thing out.  Now open the box and take everything out of it.”
Marian could only stand there and moo while she watched Phillip and Vivian pull everything out of the box and begin reading the instructions.  She was horrified.  Totally horrified.  Of all the stupid indignant things she could think of, this had to be about the worst!  Vivian was indeed doing everything possible to turn her into a damn cow!  And worse, she knew that given enough time, her udders… her breasts actually would start to produce milk. 
Marian watched as Phillip assembled everything under the watchful eye of Vivian.  And she listened as Vivian explained how she wanted Phillip to go about doing it.  It was all pretty bad, and it got worse when Vivian turned to her again. 
“Marian,” Vivian said, “down on your knees!”  She watched as Marian dropped to her knees.  “Now Marian, since you’re nothing but a stupid cow, there’s no sense in you learning how to do any of this.  It’s your farmer’s responsibility to take care of all this for you, so you re to never lift a finger to take care of any of it.  Ever!  Understand?  You don’t do anything except to kneel there and be the stupid cow that you are!”
The moo that Marian let out wasn’t meant to me a moo of agreement, it was just one of many that forced its way out past her lips.  Marian had to kneel there while Vivian directed Phillip in just how he should do everything.  The device had two units with bottles attached connected by a bar.  There was a neck strap to help hold it all up and plenty of tubing connecting everything to the electric pump unit. 
Marian could only watch and moo as it was all carefully assembled, but she nearly started crying when Phillip was forced to hang the unit over her neck.  She hated the way the damn thing felt as it bumped against her breasts.  Her trepidation increased as Vivian herself plugged the pump into the wall, but when Vivian directed Phillip to put the units up against her breasts and make sure they were arranged properly, the long mournful moo she let out was the closest thing to a plea for mercy that she could utter.  But of course, nobody understood.  And when Phillip, still holding the units against her breasts, was told to switch the thing on and it came to life, Marian, let out an even bigger moo.  Her eyes went wide as the darn thing seemed to grab tightly onto both her breasts as the strong suction went into effect. 
“Now see here, Sissy Phyllis,” Vivian said, “this thing has several different modes of operation.  Right now we just have it set on express, but I think that as a cow, Marian would much more appreciate setting it so that it cycles between her udders.” 
With that, Vivian pressed a button on the pump and Marian felt the suction change from being constant on both breasts, to a large increase on one and then a large increase on the other.  Back and forth, yet there was still suction on each breast. 
“And see here, Sissy Phyllis, you can even adjust the strength of the suction and the speed of the cycling.”
Marian suddenly felt the cycling between her breasts speeding up – much faster.  And as her eyes were going even wider at what was happening to her, she felt the suction increase.  She let out another loud mournful moo.  She was actually grateful when Vivian turned the cycling speed down to slow, but she noticed that she didn’t turn down the strength of the suction at all.
“I think that until your cow actually starts producing plenty of milk, Sissy Phyllis, you should keep it on a setting something like this to help her produce more milk as soon as possible.  I know you want Marian to be the best milk cow she can possibly be.”  With that, Vivian broke out laughing.  She backed away and watched as Marian, total horror still written all over her face, was forced to kneel there and be milked like the stupid cow that she really was.  It was priceless!  Absolutely priceless!
And then Vivian thought of something even better.  “Marian, since you’ve got nothing better to do with your hands. I want you to stick one finger from each hand into that cunt of yours and play with yourself.”
“Mooooo!” Marian bellowed as she found herself trying to get a finger from each hand into herself.  “Moooo!”
Vivian was laughing almost uncontrollably now.  It was perfect!  Mooing Marian was now and forever going to be nothing but a stupid ugly cow!  With the excitement racing through her like she had never felt, she pulled her pants and panties off as fast as she could and settled herself on the couch where she could perfectly see Mooing Marian.  “Sissy Phyllis!  Get your tongue over here right now.  And hurry!”  Her first orgasm came fast and it came strong.  She almost didn’t need Phillips tongue at all.  But it did make everything so much better.  And all Vivian could think was… “Oh God!  Life is so wonderful!”
Surprisingly, it was the constant mooing that was keeping Marian sane.  If it wasn’t for that, she was sure her eyes would be rolling up into the back of her head as the constant cycling of the pump pulled and stretched her nipples endlessly… and her fingers down in her cunt tried to do something that she knew would never happen.  And watching Vicious Vivian having orgasm after orgasm while laughing at her only wanted to make Marian crawl off somewhere and die.  But she was stuck right where she was, unable to move from the spot until Vivian decided to release her.
Finally she saw Vivian push Phillip away from her, but the vicious glee on Vivian’s face hadn’t changed much at all. 
“Having fun there you stupid cow?” Vivian asked. 
Marian could only let out another moo in reply, which only made Vivian laugh again.  Vivian picked up Marian’s blouse and used it to wipe herself somewhat clean before she dressed herself again.  Marian noticed though that she was taking her sweet time about just pulling her panties and pants on.  She had been all too quick to shed them earlier. 
Vivian watched Marian’s nipples being pulled out over and over again by the suction.  But finally, Vivian decided that she had to move on with things.  “Okay, Sissy Phyllis, shut that thing off for now, but leave it around her neck.” 
Marian was so relieved when the pumping ended.  Her nipples tingled horribly.  She had no doubt they were probably numb. 
Marian sucks her thumb,” Vivian said quickly, and before Marian knew what was happening, her thumb was coming up to her mouth and her eyes were closing as she relaxed into a trance.
Phyllis sucks her thumb,” Vivian said to Phillip next.  And just as Marian had done, Phillip now sat sucking his thumb in a deep trance.
“Beautiful!” Vivian exclaimed.  “Now listen up you two.  From now on Sissy Phyllis, you’re going to milk your cow twice a day, every day!  No exceptions.  It’s dangerous for a milk cow to go without being milked.  So you make sure you do it every single day – twice a day.  I want you to milk her at six o’clock in the morning, and again at six o’clock every night.  You two are going to have to make sure you get out of work every day early enough to make sure that you stick to that strict schedule.  I want Marian milked for at least half an hour each time until she starts producing lots of milk.  And when she does start producing, you keep milking her until she’s completely dry – no matter how long it takes.  If she starts producing more milk than those little bottles can hold, you can change out the bottles and then start milking her again until she’s got nothing left.  With udders like hers, I expect she’s going to be able to produce a bucket load in no time at all!  She’s not to come off that machine until she’s dry, and at least half an hour has passed!”
Vivian turned more towards Marian.  “Marian, whenever it’s milking time for you, you won’t be able to make any other sound than to moo like the stupid cow that you are.  You will automatically go into mooing mode until you’re done being milked and Farmer Phyllis here has removed your milking machine from your neck.  You will always be naked except for your shoes and you will always be down on your knees when he milks you.  You can’t do anything at all to help or hinder Sissy Phyllis here from milking you!  You just need to kneel there and be the stupid cow that you are.  And since you’ve got nothing better to do with your hands during that time, then you might as well uselessly play with yourself like you did today.  I know how much you enjoy that!”
Vivian went to her purse and pulled out the bottle of pills that had come in the mail.  “Marian, since I know how much you want your udders to start producing milk, I also went and bought you some pills to help.  The drug is called Domperidone and it’s supposed to make you start producing milk really fast.  You will take one of these pills four times a day without fail until they are gone!  From what I read, you should start seeing results within a few days, but evidently it doesn’t take maximum effect for two or three weeks.  I got you a full thirty day supply of the pills so you should have plenty to get your milk producing up to full capacity.  And producing milk is the only useful thing that any stupid cow can ever do!”
She looked at her two playthings, still sitting on the floor sucking their thumbs like infants.  Infants with infant brains!  “Wake up!  Both of you!”
Marian opened her eyes and pulled her thumb out of her mouth… and felt something hit her.  She looked down to see a bottle of pills on the floor.  Vivian had simply thrown the bottle at her. 
“Make sure you start taking those things tonight!” Vivian ordered.  Then she smiled wickedly again before adding, “Have fun my little idiots!”  With her wicked smile still plastered to her face, she walked out to go home.
Marian slumped down onto the floor – and mooed.  Phillip stared at her for a few minutes before he crawled over to her and pulled the milking machine off of her neck. 
“Thanks,” Marian managed to say.  Her hands came up to her breasts.  Her nipples were so sore! 
“Can that really make you start producing… milk?” Phillip asked.
“Just like a cow,” Marian replied somewhat despondently.  “Even without those pills, it would eventually get my milk flowing.  But I’ve known some women who have used the pills so they could help nurse babies, and evidently, they work pretty well.”  She closed her eyes and laid flat on the floor as her hands cupped her tender nipples.
“Are you okay?” Phillip asked.
Marian rolled her eyes.  “I think I need a long hot bath!”
“Huh!  Take all the time you need.  I won’t be going in there.”
Marian did her best to sit up.  She looked at Phillip.  “Why don’t you let me change that diaper you’re wearing first?  It looks to me like you’ve wet it a few more times since Vivian got here.”

Vivian was in heaven.  She was positively delighted with herself.  She had done it!  She had finally come up with a way to put stupid Marian in her place – and keep her there!  Mooing Marian would soon be fit for nothing other than living in a barn!  She laughed at the idea of seeing Marian, naked except for her crazy high heels, living in a barn with a bunch of real cows.  Ha!  It would serve her right!  It was really all she was good for!
As soon as she got home, she turned her wonderful fireplace on again while she finally got around to checking the latest sales ads.  And that night she went to bed a very happy woman – where she dreamed all night long about putting her outfit for work together around the plum colored lipstick she had bought earlier.

1 comment:

sarah penguin\ said...

Enjoyed your update, poor kids.