Hypnotized
and Humiliated
By Karen
Singer
Chapter
25 Part 3 of 3
For Phillip, his dinner was peaceful and quiet, even though his
stomach still churned with humiliation and worry over someone seeing him. He had parked his car at the very back corner
of the fast food restaurant where no other cars were anywhere near. At least he had a good chance of being
alone…and there wouldn’t be any mooing or bell clanging that he would have to
listen to. For a while, he wished he
could just stay there all night. But he
couldn’t. Mistress Vivian had decreed
that he had to go out and be in public – for at least two hours. Ugh!
When his dinner was finished, he could no longer delay heading out
to go shopping. But where should he
start? Where do you buy women’s clothes
– that would humiliate a woman? And what
kind of clothes would humiliate a woman?
He supposed there had to be some things, but what? And worse, as decreed by Mistress Vivian,
Marian had to look somewhat normal for work.
There was no way at all that he could buy anything to humiliate
her. Except when she went out shopping
herself. And he intended to keep that to
a strict minimum…or not at all if he could help it. She couldn’t hurt him if she was stuck in her
stall all the time. And she might as
well just stay there. She deserved it
anyway. The stupid cow!
With no special options in mind, and knowing he had no other
choice but to go somewhere in public and put himself fully on display for the delight
of everyone else, he wound up driving to one of the big department stores. At least it wasn’t a weekend, and even though
he saw more cars in the parking lot than he was happy about, he felt lucky that
it wasn’t worse. Of course, one car in
the parking lot would have been more than enough.
He didn’t want to get out of his car. He didn’t want to go into the store, but
there was a sudden sharp pain in his back from just thinking about not going
in, and the longer he stayed in his car the worse the pain got. It literally drove him out of his car and
toward the big brightly lit store. He
really hated his life just then. Of
course, lately, he simply hated his life – period!
The pain didn’t fully let up until he had gone through the doors
and he was inside the store. With the
pain now gone, he hugged Dolly to his chest as he nervously looked around. As he should have expected, he was in the
men’s department. He had parked where he
always used to park before his recent problems, and he had come in through the
same door.
Despite the fact that he’d rather stay in the men’s department –
no matter how he was dressed, he knew that he’d never find anything for Marian
there. He moved on and soon found
himself in the home goods department instead where he killed some time by
slowly looking around. The department
wouldn’t help him at all with finding something for Marian, but it did help him
kill some time. Beyond the home goods
was the children’s department. Still no
help as far as Marian was concerned, but again, it was a way to waste
time. However, while he looked at
everything carefully, particularly in the girls department, he found himself
far more interested in what he was looking at than in the previous sections of
the store. But even in his present
state, he dared not make it look like he was as interested in most of it as he
really was.
Doing his best to ignore all the strange looks he got from people,
he continued slowly moving through every department. So what if everyone thought he was trying to
find things to buy for himself.
Although, to be honest, he did keep half an eye for things that caught
his fancy, particularly in the women’s department. But he’d never buy anything for himself. Not this time. Not ever – if he could help it.
More than a few amused saleswomen asked if they could help him
find something. He was tempted a few
times to ask them what he could buy to humiliate another woman, but he didn’t
bother. He simply told them all that he
was just looking and left it at that.
Fortunately, they all left him alone…sort of. They all did keep watching him all too
closely, just like everyone else in the store seemed to be watching. His new life!
Ugh! Trying to ignore them all,
he slowly pressed on. There was no use
going fast. Mistress Vivian had
specified not less than two hours in public – every other day. Was there a clown convention anywhere in town
where he could hide out?
He had been in the store for quite a while looking at way too many
things that he knew would be useless.
Eventually though, he found himself wandering through a large section of
the store where he spotted something he couldn’t help but look at more
closely. It might not be perfect, but it
would still be very good. And there was
no way he could pass up buying it. He
had no doubt at all that Marian would really like it. Well, no doubt she wouldn’t like it at
all. But that was the whole point!
Feeling better that he at least had bought something, he and Dolly
carried their prize back out to the car.
He didn’t know what time it was, but he saw he still needed to spend a
little more time in public. But he
didn’t really want to go back into that store again. He had already been through it too many times
and the salespeople were all giving him looks like they might call the
police. He headed towards home instead,
hoping he could spot someplace he could go in and hang out for a while – where
there wouldn’t be too many people.
But not far from the department store, he found the perfect
place. He parked the car and carried
Dolly inside. He wasn’t alone in the
huge store, not by a long shot, but there weren’t all that many customers. And in one of the areas of the store, he
found something he absolutely had to buy.
By the time he actually bought it and got it into his car, his
public time was more than used up and he happily headed home. No, he didn’t really find much for Marian to
wear that would humiliate her. But he
still considered his trip to be successful.
Marian mooed her distress the moment she heard the door
opening. And a moment later, she saw
Phillip glance at her as he and Dolly walked past. And then he was gone, heading toward his
bedroom. She mooed again. She had seen him carrying a bag. What had he found? She wasn’t sure she really wanted to
know. Whatever it was, would be trouble
for her.
And then he was back again, walking past her again, ignoring her
again, and going out the door – again. He
was gone a little while. Longer than she
expected. And then she heard strange
noises coming from the area of the door that she couldn’t figure what they were. It almost sounded like he was struggling with
something. With what? What was going on? From her stall, she couldn’t tell anything. And then she heard the door closing. She couldn’t make out for a moment what the
next sound she was hearing was, until she realized he was dragging something
heavy. She watched carefully, trying to
see the first sign of what was going on.
And when she did see, she was sorry she was seeing what was now in front
of her.
Phillip dragged the heavy bale of hay from the hallway by the
door, into the living room, and straight into Marian’s stall. Whew!
He ignored the angry mooing from the cow and picked Dolly up from the
top of the hay. Then he left her
again. He needed a drink – even if it
had to be another bottle of her stupid milk.
He grabbed a bottle for himself from the refrigerator, and took a quick
drink… which from a baby bottle took more than the small amount of time it
should have taken. After that, he poured
a glass of water for her before dumping it into her bowl. “Drink!” he ordered, and watched as her head
immediately bent down into the bowl.
Stupid cow!
He was beat! And dragging
that hay bale up the steps and into the apartment while wearing heels had been
particularly difficult – particularly on his feet! And having his arms further burdened with
Dolly hadn’t helped matters either. He
went back to the kitchen where he found a sharp knife and brought that back to
her stall. He saw her looking fearfully
at the knife. He held the blade toward
her. “You know what I’d really like to
do with this, don’t you?”
Marian mooed in fear and moved as far back from him as she
could. She wasn’t sure if Phillip meant
to use the knife on her or not, but just being threatened with it like that had
her very much afraid. But she watched as
he moved to the bale of hay and cut the cords that had it bound together. She mooed her hatred as he started ripping
the bale apart and spreading the hay over most of her stall. And then he started throwing some of it at
her. “Moo!” she bellowed.
“Shut up, you stupid cow!” Phillip replied. “It’s just hay. I have no doubt you’ll probably love it!”
“Mooo!” Marian mooed again.
Phillip ignored her and went back to distributing the hay. The bulk of it though, he piled into the very
back.
“There!” he said as he looked around. “Now you should be plenty comfortable. You can even eat it for all I care.”
“Moooo!” Marian replied angrily.
She didn’t want the hay at all.
All he was doing was treating her more and more like a stupid animal – and
she wasn’t!
Phillip walked out of her stall and turned around. “Okay,” he said, “get out of there now.”
Marian couldn’t believe it.
But as fast as she could, she got out of the stall and got to her
feet. “You stupid ass!” she screamed at
him. “Stop treating me like an animal!”
“Shut up!” he told her.
“You know I have no choice in what I do.”
“You don’t have to do it nearly to the point you are. And worse, I need to go shopping. I’ve got a pain in my head that’s killing me
now because I haven’t gone yet.”
“Tough!” Phillip replied.
He walked into the kitchen and poured her a glass of water. Then he handed her one of her pills she had
to take so often. “Drink it all!” he
ordered.
Like it or not, Marian had to swallow the pill and drink the
entire glass of water, while Phillip left her alone in the kitchen. The pain in her head was really just a mild
headache. She knew it was from not being
able to go shopping like Vivian had commanded.
She figured the pain wasn’t worse because she was very willing to go
shopping, but it was Phillip that was preventing her. Once the water was done, she set the glass on
the counter and went to look for him.
She found him sitting on his bed with Dolly in his lap drinking from one
of the baby bottles. He was really quite
a sight, especially dressed the way he was.
“I’ve got a headache now because you wouldn’t let me go shopping.”
He looked at her. “I don’t
really give a damn,” he replied. “I’ve got my own problems.”
“Like what?” she asked.
“Like the way I’m dressed.
“By the way, can I take anything off to go to bed tonight?”
She looked at him for a few moments without answering. “Are you going to stop treating me like an
animal?”
“How can I? Mistress Vivian
said you had to stay in your stall. She
said you even had to sleep there from now on.”
“But you don’t have to go out of your way to keep me there so
much. You’re being way too cruel – when
you have no reason to be.”
“I have plenty of reason for it!” Phillip shot back. “All this is your fault in the first
place! It’s your fault! I was happy.
I had a girlfriend. I had my
apartment to myself. I had a life, damn
it! Now I’ve got nothing but misery and
humiliation.”
“And do you think I’ve got it any better? I even lost my home! We’re both in trouble here Phillip! And not only that, if you don’t give me a
chance to get that next DVD built, we may be stuck like this forever. I’m trying to get Vivian off our backs, but I
can’t do that unless I get time to make that new DVD.”
Phillip only looked at her for a few moments. “Like it’s really going to help,” he
muttered. “I don’t think anything can
help us now.”
“Those videos are already working on her,” Marian told him. “I’ve seen the proof!”
“Sure you have,” Phillip replied, “but the result is that we’re
now worse off than before. Much worse!”
“That’s because I didn’t realize what she was doing before I made
that last video. But now I know and I
just need a chance to fix it!”
“How could you not know what she’s doing? She’s hypnotizing us and making us
miserable. Especially me!”
“Me too!” Marian returned.
“But I didn’t realize the way she was going about it. She’s got a method and a schedule that she’s
sticking to that’s making things impossible for both of us.” She shook her head. “I’m going to start working on that DVD now
while I’ve got the chance.”
“Let me get undressed first, and get this damn diaper off me!”
“Why should I?” Marian replied.
He glared at her. “Because
otherwise I’m going to send you straight back to your stall. If I have to be miserable, then I’m going to
make sure that you’re even more miserable!”
She felt like hitting him again.
But instead she said, “Get undressed and hurry up. I’ll get that diaper off you as soon as
you’ve got everything else off.
While he was getting undressed, she went to his desk and started
setting up her laptop.
“I need this diaper off now,” Phillip said as he came out to her.
She reached over and simply pulled open one of the tapes, which
loosened the diaper enough that it slid down his leg to the floor. “There,” she said. “Now let me work in peace for a while.”
“You’ve got an hour,” he replied.
“I’ve got something I need to do alone for a while anyway.”
Marian had an idea as to what that might be, but she said
nothing. She sat down in front of the
computer and started working while he headed off to the bedroom. Being stuck in her stall with nothing to do
for so long had given her plenty of time to think about what she needed to
do. But the problem was, there were too
many things she needed to put into this video now. Things that meant she would have to remove
some of the other content. But she
didn’t feel like she had much choice.
The way Vivian was continuing to get worse, this video might be her last
chance.
Since she knew that Phillip was going to be busy for a while,
silently busy, she set things up and got ready.
She mooed to clear that out of her system, then started recording her
messages, her voice carefully controlled by many years of experience. One by one, she started saving her thoughts to
spoken words that would never be consciously heard by anyone.
It took her a long time to get her voice recordings done. When she was finally ready, she pulled up the
program on her computer that she had named, “Truth Hurts.” Now all she had to do was to figure out what
parts of the background audio to pull out and where she could plug the new
recordings in. That part took even
longer than the just recording her voice because there was much to consider and
she needed to make sure that all of the new recording got repeated an ample
number of times. She was still at it
when Phillip’s door opened and he walked out.
Phillip glared at Marian, who had barely turned her head before
going back to work at her computer. After
spending an entire hour with several disgusting fake male organs in his mouth,
he wasn’t exactly in a good mood. Just
then he hated Marian more than ever since she was to blame for everything he
had to put up with now. “Back to your stall,
you stupid cow!” he suddenly yelled.
“Get there now, and stay there!”
Marian was shocked. She was in the middle of something important
when she suddenly found herself down on all fours again and crawling toward her
stall – where she didn’t want to be. And
then she was in it…and stuck there. She
turned around to peer out, but she couldn’t see him until he walked
past…ignoring her as he went into the kitchen.
“Moo!” she bellowed to get his attention. But she could already tell that he wasn’t
going to give her any kind of explanation.
She had no doubt that she was now stuck in her stall until
tomorrow after she got milked. She
wasn’t able to leave the small confined area.
She had no blankets to cover her naked body, she had no way to do
anything but stay there and moo once in a while – like the cow that both Vivian
and Phillip seemed to be trying to make her.
No way out. Now way to do
anything normal – until she could get herself out of the mess she was in. And she couldn’t even begin to do that until
she got a chance to finish that DVD she was working on – and she needed a few
more hours to complete that. And time
was quickly running out!
There was one other thing she realized she didn’t have. A way to get back at Sissy Phillip for
treating her like nothing but an animal again and sending her back to her stall
when he didn’t need to. She had no way
to humiliate him any further at all.
Yet. But her angry mind kept that
thought as she tried to lay down on the hay – which wasn’t really very comfortable
at all!
