Mesmerizing Caroline – The Contract
Mesmerizing Caroline part 4
What if, at any moment, everyone you saw around you could be actors in an erotic scenario dreamed up by the perverse minds of the world’s most powerful people?
What if even you yourself could be a character in the plot, without you even knowing it?
That’s the situation Caroline puts herself into when she accepts an offer by The Society to become one of their ‘eidolons’ – pampered sexual playthings, subject to their masters’ and mistresses’ whims.
With personas for each role installed in her subconscious by Dr. Henderson, her Svengali-like hypnotherapist, Caroline launches into her erotic double life. Her first assignment is a steamy, high-stakes contract negotiation. Being her powerful boss’s very personal assistant just became a whole lot more interesting!
An erotic short story of approx. 11,500 words.
Caroline headed for the office on the twenty-sixth floor to which she had been instructed to report. On the way, she returned several more friendly greetings from people in the office.
How many people had The Society employed, just for this one scenario? Did all of them know who she was and what she was doing here? Or, were they simply greeting her because she was wearing a company ID card, and so they just assumed she was a new colleague? It was bizarre, almost like being a spy or something.
When she reached the office, Caroline knocked, as instructed, and entered.
The man behind the desk looked every inch the successful executive. He was powerfully built and wearing an impeccably tailored suit. Caroline wondered how much of this was real, and how much had been staged. Did he really work here? The office seemed a little too ordinary to belong to one of the secret masters of the universe. Then again, perhaps he was another actor, and not a member of The Society at all.
Caroline stepped into the office, giving a slightly nervous smile to the man behind the desk. He watched her approach, then spoke slowly and deliberately, carefully enunciating each word.
“The silence often of pure innocence persuades when speaking fails.”
Caroline was just about to ask him to repeat himself when she felt it – that darting, silver thing in her mind rushing to the centre of her awareness. A surge of energy rushed through her, every inch of her skin tingling as her mind’s eye exploded with silver light.
The role she was to assume settled over her, as if she had donned a costume, but one that went on beneath her skin. It was a bizarre feeling – a little like acting, but vastly more.
She, the ‘real’ Caroline, was still completely present and conscious, but it was as if she were an observer now, watching the new Caroline, Caroline Jenkins, from a quiet corner of her mind.
Mr. Taylor was watching her, his eyes intent on her face. Caroline struggled to master her confusion, forcing herself to relax and allow the new persona to take control.
She knew exactly who she was. Caroline Jenkins, personal assistant to John Taylor, the CEO of Taylor Industrial. Today was the final meeting to sign the contract for a deal that could mean the difference between survival and oblivion for the whole company.
“Good morning, Miss Jenkins. You’re just in time.”
The investors would be here any minute, she realized – a wealthy foreign businessman, Diego Salazar, and his son, Carlos.
Mr. Taylor had warned her that they might expect more than the normal business courtesies.
Caroline didn’t know exactly what he’d meant by that, but she had assured him that she was willing to do whatever was necessary to save the company.
The Salazars made Caroline uncomfortable. Throughout the negotiations, Caroline had often looked up to find Carlos staring at her, his lewd thoughts written clearly across his face. His father was little better. Diego Salazar was obviously accustomed to getting whatever he wanted, and it seemed he wanted Caroline.