drugpt5.txt OUT OF CONTROL Absolute power corrupts absolutely. This maxim definately held true for Krista. Through hypnotic drugs, plus subliminal persausion methods, she was able to control me, or anyone else for that matter. Before all of this started, I was your average male, with average male desires. Now, Krista had turned me into...well...a cross-dressing cock sucker. Her last experiment was to take over our entire science class, and make it into a laboratory for her mind control experiments. Although Krista had begun her experiments in order to get even with me, success had gone to her head. She now wanted to control everyone and everything. "The stuff I've done before is small potatoes," Krista mused one afternoon at my house, "I think we're ready for the big time, Freddy boy." It was hard for me to argue, as I sat there naked at her feet, massaging her toes. She had reduced me to little more than her sexual plaything. "I have a plan, one that will bring this entire nation to its knees," said Krista, "Our first stop is the local TV station." WGHI was our local TV station. It was best known for its anchorwoman, Janet Silver. Janet Silver was considered to be one of the best young reporters around, and she was on track to co-host the national morning news show. Krista and I walked into the WGHI studios, and Krista told the guard that she had a big story for Janet Silver. They told her that Silver was busy and sent us to see her secretary. "Good morning," said the secretary, "How can I help you?" "Well," said Krista, "I have a huge scoop for Janet Silver." "She's busy," said the secretary, "Why don't you just give me the details, and I'll relay them to her." With the secretary's response, Krista reached into her bag and pulled out a small tape recorder. She pushed the play button, which caused it to emit a high pitched beep. "Now," said Krista, "Please summon Miss Silver." "Right away, Ma'am," said the Secretary. Krista had taken the same subliminal techniques she had used on the school intercom system, and put them on a tape, making sort of a portable thought control device! "Miss Silver, there are two people out here to see you, I think it's important that you come out to see them yourself, " said the secretary over the office intercom. "I don't have time to deal with people without appointments," said Miss Silver's voice over the incom. "Can't you take care of ANYTHING without my help?," said the voice over the intercom. "Here, play this over the intercom," said Krista, "I think it will convince her to come out here to see us." The secretary complied with Krista's wishes, and seconds later, we were ushered into Janet Silver's office. "Alright, I'm a busy woman," sneered Silver. "What can I do for you." "I have a tape for you to play on your evening newscast," said Krista. "Once you hear it, I'm sure you'll want to play it." Krista turned over the tape and played it. Within seconds, Janet Silver's eyes were glazed over as if she were in a trance. "Alright, Miss Silver," said Krista, "Now I have a news anchorwoman to do my bidding. But first, let's teach you a lesson for being so rude to us, and your secretary. Went I snap my fingers, I want you to call your secretary in here. You've been a bad girl, Janet, and you need to be punished. I think your secretary might enjoy spanking you. I want you to beg her to spank you. Oh, and by the way, anytime you hear the words "Peter Jennings," you'll go back in a trance for me. After Krista snapped her fingers, Janet Silver woke up, and asked her secretary to come into her office on the intercom. "Sally," said Silver, "I've not been very nice to you. In fact, I want to do more than apologize, I think you should punish me by spanking me." Sally's eyes lit up at Silver's suggestion. Janet Silver was such a bitch, that Krista's subliminal techniques weren't necessary to encourage Sally to want to spank her. In fact, it was almost a dream come true to Sally. "Well, if you're serious, I think more than just a spanking is in order," said Sally, "I think you need to be humiliated a little more than that, just to see how it feels. First, get out of those hotsy-totsy clothes that you're always flaunting in front of us." Janet Silver stood up and took off her shoes, blouse, and shirt. "I mean, EVERYTHING!," said Sally. "Strip naked...and go it FAST." Silver continued to comply with Sally's order until she was stark naked in front of the three of us. "I want you to suck this gentleman's cock, little Miss anchorwoman," said Sally. I looked at Krista, who nodded with approval at Sally's suggestion. Janet Silver came up to me, undid my fly, and started sucking on my penis. I was actually mouth fucking Miss prim and proper, Janet Silver, darling of the newsroom! I grabbed the back of Janet's head as I started pumping her mouth faster and faster as I came closer to cumming. "When he comes, I want you to swallow every drop," said Sally. Seconds later, cum spurted out of my cock, and Janet Silver followed her orders. Krista produced her ever-present camera and began clicking photos of Janet Silver, naked with my cum dripping from her mouth. "I wonder how much Penthouse magazine would pay for these shots," laughed Krista. "Now for your spanking, you cocksucker," said Sally. Come lie down on my lap." Janet Silver quickly complied with Sally's request. Sally produced a hairbrush from her purse, and began swinging away at Silver's exposed buttocks. Krista just kept snapping pictures as Janet Silver's punishment continued. "I wish everyone at the station could see you like this," said Sally, "Maybe we should take a walk down the hall." "She'll be humiliated soon enough," said Krista, "and not just in front of the station crew, either. But, for my plan to work, we have to have a Janet Silver that's still seen as Miss Anchorwoman, so let's cool it for now." What did Krista have up her sleeve? She said she had a plan of national proportions. How was Janet Silver going to help her?