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Archive name: pi.txt (MF, nc)
Authors name: Andy G. (otisblues@hotmail.com)
Story title : Private Investigator

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Private Investigator (MF, nc)
by Andy G. (otisblues@hotmail.com)

***

A Private Investigator uses his subliminal tricks on his 
new secretary and has great results.

***

Chapter One:

Darla was happy with her new job. The pay was good and 
the hours were okay. Mr. Johnson seemed nice and was 
helpful in explaining her various job tasks as his 
secretary. Her reception desk had everything she needed 
and the work as not difficult. She enjoyed the quite 
atmosphere and the soft music that was always playing in 
the background. Mr. Johnson's clients were normally nice 
and were mostly friendly. She felt she was lucky to have 
such a position. As Darla sat back in her chair what she 
did not know were the strange adventures that were on her 
horizon. 

"Hi, Mr. Johnson," Darla said as he entered the office.

"Morning Darla," he replied. "I need you to get the 
Alfred file for me," he said and went into this office 
shutting the door.

"Ok," she said as she went to the files. As she pulled 
the file out some of the contents fell on the floor. She 
could not help noticing a few pictures that were in the 
file. They were not the normal pictures of Mr. Johnson's 
surveillances, they were pictures of various girls and 
these girls were either partially clothed or naked. Some 
of them were tied up in some very strange ways.

Darla had been working for Mr. Johnson for about 6 
months. He was in the private investigation work and she 
had been very carefully instructed on the need for total 
confidentiality on everything. In fact she had been 
instructed to never look at a file unless given specific 
permission. It had only been in the last month that she 
had direct access to the file cabinets. As she carefully 
gathered up the papers and pictures from the file she 
wondered what else were in these files.

"Darla, you have those files yet?" Mr. Johnson said from 
his office. 

"Yes, Mr. Johnson," Darla replied as she regained her 
composure. As she took the folder and laid it on her desk 
she wondered, "Did he look at me strange or is that just 
my imagination?"

Darla had just moved into her own apartment after 
spending her early life with her parents. She was an 
attractive girl with dark brown hair. Darla had done well 
in school but elected to seek employment rather than go 
to college. She was rather shy and did not have many 
friends. At this time in her life she was not interested 
in romantic involvement. She was involved in high school 
with a boyfriend and did not like the way it ended.

The pictures in the Alfred files continued to be on 
Darla's mind as the morning progressed. She wondered what 
would Mr. Johnson be doing with case containing naked 
people tied up. She had not gotten a very good look at 
these pictures and wanted to examine them more closely. 
It was not until mid-afternoon she got the chance.

"Darla, I will be out for a while. If anyone phones tell 
them I will be back around four. If it is really 
important you can get me on my cell phone," Mr. Johnson 
said as he walked out of his office.

"Okay, see you later," Darla replied. Mr. Johnson often 
left Darla while he took care of business. A few times 
she did not see him for several days. He would always 
phone her and let her know what he needed her to do.

After he had left Darla looked into his office and saw 
that he had put the Alfred file in a pile on the side of 
his desk. She slipped into to his office and removed the 
file. She opened it and removed the package of pictures. 
The first picture was of a young lady naked. She was 
standing with her arms tied above her head. Her legs were 
spread and upon closer examination Darla could see the 
lady's legs were also tied pulling them apart.

The next few pictures were mostly the same. As she was 
examining the next group she had a sudden realization. 
The girl in the picture was not just any girl, the girl 
was her.

"What?" she gasped. She examined the picture very 
closely. The girl looked exactly like her. It was she.

"Oh my God," Darla thought as she saw the clamps on her 
nipples pulling her breasts straight out. "This just 
can't be," she said. She examined the picture and the 
girl's body looked remarkably like her own. It was she. 
The next picture showed Darla sitting with her hand tied 
behind her and her legs spread and tied. There were 
clamps on her nipples with string tied to them and 
someone was pulling on them. Darla suddenly remembered 
last week she awakened one morning and noticed tenderness 
in her nipples. "Now I know why," she said to herself.

"How can he do this to me and I don't even remember?" 
Darla was very upset since she had never even had sex. In 
these picture though she looked like a whore. What was 
worse she looked like a whore who really liked what she 
was doing.

"I can't even report this to the police. It looks too 
much like I liked it," Darla thought. Darla was convinced 
that Mr. Johnson was somehow manipulating and then 
erasing her memories of the events. Darla became even 
more confused by the excitement she was suddenly feeling 
from looking at these pictures. She began to feel 
dampness between her legs. She has felt a tingle of 
excitement as her nipples pressed against her bra. Darla 
did not even masturbate on a regular basis so sex was 
never much of an issue for her. Now she found herself 
being turned on by pictures of herself being abused.

"Oh my God, what is wrong with me?" Darla thought as she 
looked closely at picture after picture. She could not 
believe the effect the pictures were having on her. She 
could feel the dampness leaking out of her. Her nipples 
were now hard as nails as they pressed against her bra 
demanding release. Darla tried to put the pictures down 
but her eyes were glued to them. She could only stare at 
them and this only served to increase her sexual 
stimulation.

Darla felt her hand moved down her body but she had no 
will stronger enough to stop it. She could not believe 
her actions when she began to rub the thin fabric of her 
pants and panties as she pressed against her pussy. She 
could feel her clit button protruding like a bud ready to 
ripen and bore forth its fruit. 

"Mmmmmmm," the orgasm suddenly hit her like a large 
brick. Darla began to cum standing right next to Mr. 
Johnson's desk. 

"Ohhhh my Gooooooood!" she cried as her hand viciously 
attacked her pussy. She slipped her hand under her pants 
and panties as she fingered herself to several very 
intense orgasms. She slowly collapsed to the floor in a 
flood of intense orgasmic pleasure.

Darla slowly came back to her sense. She was lying on the 
floor with her hand in her panties with her finger still 
inserted into her vagina. 

"What is happening to me?" she asked herself as she began 
to put herself back together. She gathered up the various 
pictures of herself and even as she glanced at them she 
felt passion building again. She quickly looked away and 
put the file back in its proper placed on Mr. Johnson's 
desk.

As Darla sat at her desk pondering her situation the 
phone ranged.

"Darla, this Johnson."

Darla was startled by his calm voice. She composed 
herself and replied, "Yes, Mr. Johnson."

"I am going to be detained longer than I thought so you 
go ahead and lock up the office at 5:00. If anyone really 
needs me you can get me on the cell phone. Okay?" he 
instructed.

"Sure, Mr. Johnson I will take care of it." Darla gave a 
sigh of relief as she hung up the phone. She was glad she 
would not have seen him again today.

Darla did not know what she was going to do. She had no 
one she could tell about her situation because the only 
evidence she had indicated she was a willing participant. 
She could not confront Mr. Johnson since who knows what 
he would do. He was already doing a lot. Darla was now 
very afraid of him. She did not want to suddenly quit 
before she knew how he was able to control her and what 
she could do to stop him.

Later that night as Darla came out of the shower she 
continued to think about what was happening to her. As 
she dried off she reached up and squeezed one of her 
nipples. A shot of pleasure ran up her spine. 

"Oh my God!" she exclaimed at her body's reaction. "This 
is not me!"

But she then squeezed her other nipple and again a flood 
of pleasurable sensations flowed up and down her body. 
She could not believe the sensations she was feeling. 
Even though a large part of mind was still in deep 
confusion and distress another part of her mind was 
thrilled with the new pleasure she had discovered.

"Oh it feels so good," Darla gasped as she watched 
herself in the bathroom mirror. Each hand was pinching a 
nipple. She was making some gasps as a flood of 
sensations rippled through her nervous system.

On the counter Darla noticed some hairpins. She took one 
opening it enough to enclose her nipple and felt and 
intense rush. She placed another on the other nipple and 
was in heaven.

"What am I doing?" she asked herself but could not bring 
herself to stop. It felt too good.

Darla walked across the bathroom to her bedroom with the 
pin pinching her nipples. Every step brought twinges of 
pain and pleasure as her 34 C breasts jiggled jarring her 
nipples trapped between the metal of the bobby pins. She 
purposely jumped a little and felt the thrill as her 
breasts responded bouncing up and down jerking the now 
very sensitive nipples. 

Darla fell on the bed and her hand immediately traveled 
down her body. Here she again found a wet playground of 
delight. Her clit screamed for release and at this point 
there was no stopping Darla. Her fingers found her clit 
and as she massaged her pussy she went into orbit.

"Oh Goooooood!" she screamed as she had her second major 
orgasm in the same day. It seemed to last forever and 
even as it subsided she still felt the wonderful pinch on 
her nipples. She finally gathered the will to reluctantly 
remove the pins from her nipples.

"What is happening to me?" she thought as she slipped 
into a troubled sleep. Darla had troubled sleep that ran 
from having a romantic encounter with a mystery male to 
having Mr. Johnson spank her. 

Darla dreaded the next day. As she got ready for work she 
wondered how would she act when she talked to Mr. 
Johnson. She thought about calling in sick but decided 
the best thing was just to make do.

"Hi, Darla," Mr. Johnson said as she entered the office.

"Morning, Mr. Johnson," Darla said in a timid voice 
attempting to act as natural as she could. It appeared to 
work.

"Get me the Jackson file," Mr. Johnson said and walked 
into his office.

Darla looked up the file and could not help quickly 
glancing into the file. She saw an envelope that appeared 
to contain pictures. She did not have time to open them 
but had a great desire that this envelope contained more 
pictures. She had to see what was in the envelope. She 
would wait for her opportunity.

What Darla did not know was that Mr. Johnson was totally 
aware of everything Darla did in the office. He had a 
nice video of her masturbating in his office. He also 
knew what she had found and was expecting to find 
numerous files he purposely placed. Mr. Johnson knew 
exactly what he was doing. 

"I've got to go out for the afternoon. I will be going 
out of town so you can again watch the office for me and 
then lock up," Mr. Johnson said as he prepared to leave.

"Sure thing," Darla said thinking now she would have a 
bit of time to do some investigating herself.

Darla gave Mr. Johnson plenty of time to leave. She even 
went out and took a look to make sure his car was gone. 

"Let me have a look at things," she thought to herself 
feeling very much in control of a strange situation.

Darla was not prepared her reactions.

She again slipped into Mr. Johnson's office. The Jackson 
file was lying on his desk with the folder full of 8X10 
pictures lying on top partially opened. Darla picked them 
up. She pulled out the pictures and found again various 
individuals engaged in sexual acts. These acts included 
all variations of oral sex, anal sex, and even some 
strange regular sexual positions. There was one woman 
licking another woman's pussy while a man pushed his dick 
into the licker's ass. Another picture had two men on one 
woman with each forcing their cocks into both her ass and 
her pussy. Darla had never seen such acts.

It was only when she noticed that one of the 
participants, a woman in the corner with her hands tied 
above her head while a man licked her pussy, look 
familiar. It then dawned on Darla that she was the girl. 
As soon as Darla became aware of her own face in the 
picture she immediately felt tremendous sexual 
excitement.

"Oh my God No!" she said aloud. "This is not me. This 
does not turn me on!" Yet even as she cried out she felt 
her nipples harden like stone and her clitoris awaken 
demanding her immediate attention. Darla did not want her 
hand to move down her body but she could not stop it. 

"Oh it feels so good but it is not right!" she cried as 
both hands pushed her pants down to below her knees 
leaving her neatly trimmed pussy totally exposed in Mr. 
Johnson's office. She knelt over his desk savoring the 
pictures of bizarre sexual depravity. She saw herself as 
she knelt before a man in total submission. She looked as 
if she worshipped this man who had just deposited his cum 
all over her face. She had a wonderful blissful smile and 
looked as if she was in heaven.

This was too much. It pushed Darla over edge.

"Oh, Goooood!" she cried as her hand massaged her clit to 
a very intense orgasm. It lasted longer this time and she 
almost passed out. She never knew she had such an 
animalistic libido. As the passion slowly diminished she 
lay exhausted on the floor. She slowly arose and feared 
that looking at the pictures again might throw her into 
another fit of unholy passion. Even as she put the 
pictures back in their folder she felt her clit and 
nipples rise to attention as she glanced only briefly at 
a picture of her sucking on another woman's pussy. She 
quickly put the file away and return to her own office 
grateful there was no one to see her.


Chapter Two:

"It's going very well," Stan Johnson thought as he 
watched the videos of Darla leaning over his desk 
viciously rubbing her pussy. Stan had a very interesting 
hobby. It had to do with subliminal programming 
techniques and he was quite good at it. He found it quite 
useful in his investigation. He had learned to read 
people's unconscious signals very well. He could always 
detect the smallest amount of dishonesty by carefully 
observing a person's facial muscles. There was always a 
twitch or color change somewhere that betrayed them. He 
was an expert in observing these changes.

Stan also knew much about videotaping and manipulation of 
photographs. He knew many ways of secretly taping an 
individual and in his work used a variety of very 
sophisticated cameras both video and still. 

While working on a few cases involved cheating spouses he 
had come up with an interesting idea. He wanted to see 
how far he could program a relatively normal person. That 
is when Darla applied for a job as his secretary. He knew 
the moment he saw her she was perfect to be his 
experimental subject. She was young, cute, inexperienced, 
and intelligent. These were all the qualities that 
indicated a person most conducive to unconscious 
manipulation. He also liked the idea of fucking her and 
if his plan worked he would not only have a sex partner 
but a very willing sex partner.

Stan had worked out a subliminal programming scheme 
shortly after Darla began working. He created a program 
played under the radio station used in his office. This 
way no matter what station was played anytime the radio 
or CD was operating the subliminal program was also 
playing just under the music. He also installed a number 
of video cameras in his office so he had a complete view 
of the reception area, his office, and the bathroom.

These were connected to various recorders and he had a 
running view of everything that happened in his office. 
This was both good for business purposes, he often 
interviewed clients in his office, and it was also 
perfect for his new hobby, Darla. Darla had been told 
there were certain areas he had to keep totally 
confidential and she would not be allowed access to this 
information. Darla did not know this meant a constant 
video of all her actions in the office.

As Stan began his experiment with Darla he was very 
pleased with the results. He watched Darla as he played 
various suggestions. These suggestions began with simple 
commands such as telling Darla she was thirsty. It would 
only take a few minutes for Darla to get up and get a 
drink of water. Stan had found Darla's unconscious was 
very open to his subliminal suggestions. 

Darla could not hear it but one of the first tape quietly 
under the music said, "Darla, you are a most sensitive 
person. You are very sexual. Your body flows with sexual 
tension. It needs to be released. You are very horny." 

Stan began playing this tape while carefully observing 
Darla. At first there were no obvious effects but then he 
noticed some tell-tell signals. Her face began to flush 
ever so slightly. Also after the tape had played for 
about hour he began to notice Darla making what appeared 
to be unconscious movements. She would brush her hand 
against her breasts. Several times it looks as if she was 
rubbing an itch in a most private area.

Darla during this time had no idea anything out of the 
ordinary was happening. She wondered about some of the 
very sensual dreams she began to have. She was not dating 
anyone at the time and her only experience with men 
happened in high school. However, her dream lovers were 
sometimes very intense. During the day she found herself 
thinking about these dreams and was embarrassed that she 
would begin to feel horny. Darla even masturbated a few 
times in the past week. This was something she seldom 
ever did. However, Darla realized she was a young woman 
and these feeling were normal. One time she almost did 
masturbated to an organism in the bathroom at the office. 
She had to stop herself since that was not right.

Stan was having such a success with Darla he decided to 
move to the next step. He needed something to trigger an 
intense experience with Darla. He could see that his 
programs had increased her libido. In fact once he 
observed her rubbing her pussy while in the bathroom. She 
was not exactly masturbating but it was obvious she 
receiving pleasure from the experience.

Stan devised a new set of subliminals. He decided he 
needed something that was beyond what Darla would ever 
pursue. He decided on a submissive type situation. The 
program played, "Darla you are a servant. You love to 
have men used you. Your nipples are very sensitive and 
love to experience intense stimulation. Your nipples 
become hard and would love to be squeezed, squeezed hard 
in metal clamps. You loved to be tied and viewed and used 
by men. You pussy demands attention from men. You love 
the taste of cum and love to have men shoot it on your 
face. 

All these feelings will be triggered anytime you see 
pictures of yourself having any kind of sex no matter how 
strange. You will suddenly experience a very intense 
excitement. At that point you will loose control and only 
regain control after you have experienced an intense 
orgasm." Stan knew that most of these acts would be 
disgusting to Darla. He also knew that this was the key 
to unlocking forbidden primitive impulses deep with 
Darla's unconscious mind.

Stan then obtained a number of photographs of such sexual 
practices. He took a picture of Darla's face and inserted 
it over the face of various participants in these other 
pictures. He chose someone whose body was similar to 
Darla's to complete the fabrication. The resulting 
picture looked very realistic. In them Darla was being 
very naughty and appeared to love it. 

Stan took his time and allowed the subliminals to have 
their effect. After playing the subliminal messages for a 
couple of weeks he purposely allowed Darla to 
accidentally see some of the doctored pictures. He could 
not believe the effect this had on Darla.

He watched the video as Darla found the first picture as 
she pulled a file. At first Darla looked disgusted. This 
was exactly as he thought would happen. It was later 
after he left the office that Darla examined the pictures 
closely on his desk as he thought she would. Again, at 
first she had a disgusted look. Then she had an outraged 
look as she recognized herself in the pictures.

This look switched from outrage to worry as she thought 
about her predicament. Stan watched the video as her 
cheeks began to flush and a very shocked expression 
formed. This was what Stan was hoping. He was totally 
surprised that Darla suddenly began to rub her breasts 
and then allow her hand to move down her body. He watched 
her hand begin to massage her pussy and saw the waves of 
pleasure appear on her face as she had several orgasms.

Stan did not have a wife or girlfriend at the moment. As 
he watched Darla his own hand moved down a grabbed his 
now very hard dick. He rubbed himself as he watched 
Darla. He thought to himself, "It is going to feel great 
to fuck that girl. I bet she can really suck a dick in 
that sweet little mouth of hers." This was too much for 
Stan.

"Ohhhhhhhh," he moaned and began to empty his load all 
over his desk. 


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others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
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