Mandy's voice took on a more insistent tone. "Your pleasure is my pleasure," Pause.

"My pleasure is your pleasure," came the answer. "Your will is my will." Mandy stated it as a fact. Pause.

"My will is your will." Flora's eyes were closed now.

Shit, thought Jason, she's hypnotizing her! Where the hell did she learn this? He snuck a glance at the two soda jerks. They were oblivious to what was happening, quietly cleaning up, only occasionally glancing at the three of them.

He realized Mandy hadn't said anything in a while. She was watching Flora intently. Flora's head nodded slightly, as if she were falling asleep. "Flora? Can you hear me?" asked Mandy.

"Mm-hmm."

"Flora, you know you are in a deep trance, don't you?"

"Mm-hmm."

"You will listen only to the sound of my voice. You will not hear anyone or anything else, do you understand?"

"Mm-hmm."

Mandy looked at Jason, who appeared ready to burst with questions. She grinned at him and leaned over to whisper in his ear. "Later," she said quietly to him, "Right now I want to enjoy this. You are going to go up and order a popcicle. I am going to go to the bathroom with Flora. Wait a minute, then follow us. Bring the popcicle with you."

"But."

"No buts. We'll be in the men's room. Don't keep us waiting."

Jason could only wonder what Mandy had in mind. She stared at him expectantly. He headed for the counter. "Um, I'd like a popcicle, if you have any," he asked the woman. She looked a little less interested in her customers now, although her helper was still obviously fascinated with Mandy.

"What flavor?"

"Um." He wondered for a moment whether the flavor mattered. He looked at the boxes in the freezer display. "Orange, I guess."

"25 cents." She rang it up, and went back to washing a fountain mixer.

He took his popcicle back to their table, leaving it wrapped. Mandy had already got up. Jason watched as she spoke to the boy, then headed through the indicated door with Flora in tow. Jason and the boy watched them appreciatively, Mandy's small and muscular leather-encased ass and legs flexing with muscle, followed by Flora's more ample, tightly- rubbered bottom and hips wiggling and swaying with abandon. Jason hit the bathroom door precisely a minute later, without glancing at the two behind the counter, for fear they'd be staring at him. They had to be suspicious now. He felt distinctly self-conscious sucking the popcicle while he walked into the "loo". To his relief, there were two rest room doors on the other side of the outer door. Maybe they won't realize we're in the same room, he thought.

At first, he saw no-one in the room. He was surprised how large the bathroom was- most "water closets" he had seen so far were literally closets. There were soft moans coming from one of the stalls. He looked in. Flora was bent over the commode, facing the wall, with her arms folded on the tank and her legs astride the toilet. Her latex skirt was pulled way up, stretched tightly around her waist and over her breasts. The leather jacket and her bra were nowhere to be seen. Mandy stood behind her, one hand cupping a breast, the other buried to the knuckles in Flora's vagina. She motioned with her head for Jason to join them. It was cramped, and he and Mandy had to squeeze beside Flora to get the door closed, but once they had, there was little more room to move around in. He discovered Flora's jacket and bra hanging on the back of the door.

"Stop staring like a virgin," chided Mandy, "I want you to do something." She turned to her slave. "Flora," she said softly, "are you listening to me?"

"Mm-hmm."

"I am going to put a leather helmet on you, do you understand?" "Mm. Yes." Flora's voice was still a little dreamy, but she sounded more alert. "The helmet is very thick. It has a big gag and it fits tightly. Once I put it on you, you won't be able to hear anything, or speak at all, do you understand?"

"Yes, Mistress." Jason could hear the excitement in her voice now. No helmet was in sight. He began to become more than a little excited himself.

"Your voice will not work at all, you will be unable to moan, unable to make a sound, do you understand?"

"Yes."

"When I take it off, I will pinch your nose. Then you will be able to hear and speak again, do you understand?"

"Mm-hmm."

"I am putting the helmet on you now, can you feel it?" Mandy had her hands around Flora's head, and was stroking them down around her ears.

"Yes."

"When I am finished lacing up the helmet, you will feel a pinch on the back of your neck, and you will no longer be able to hear or make a sound, do you understand?"

"Mm-hmm"

She pressed her hands against Flora's head and face. "I am lacing it up now, and it is getting tighter." Flora moaned softly. Mandy pushed her fingers into Flora's mouth momentarily. "The gag is pushing past your lips, filling your mouth. Soon you will be completely deaf and dumb." Flora moaned again, very softly, hardly more than a breath, though her mouth had formed a round O'. Jason realized suddenly that he had been holding his breath, and started breathing again, heavily.

Mandy pinched the back of Flora's neck. Flora jerked slightly, but remained silent. "Flora, I want you to sit down," she said. Flora remained standing. "Flora, I'm talking to you!" she hissed. "Flora, can you hear me? Just nod your head if you can hear me." Nothing happened. Mandy grinned at Jason. Without warning, she drew her hand back and gave Flora a tremendous swat on the bottom. Flora jerked, and her buttocks tensed and squirmed a bit, but she made no sound. As Jason watched, the colored outline of Mandy's hand appeared faintly on Flora's beautiful bottom.

"Run your popcicle over her cunt," commanded Mandy. Jason's eyes grew wide, but he did as he was told.

"Is she really deaf?" he asked. Flora jerked when he touched the icy popcicle to her, and bounced up and down several times, as if unable to tolerate it's touch, but unwilling to let it leave her for very long. Orange colored juice began dripping down one leg.

"Looks like it," replied Mandy. She moved to one side, and massaged Flora's breasts through the thin rubber of the skirt. "Put it in," she added after a few moments.

"Waitaminute," said Jason, flustered, "it's frozen! Won't she. I mean."

"Just keep it moving, don't let it stay in one place. Put it in now! I know what I'm doing." Her eyes flashed sternly at him, and he knew he would be hearing about his hesitation later, under less comfortable circumstances.

Jason plunged the icy confection into Flora's already dripping sex. Flora tensed all over, as if she were being electrocuted. She didn't change position however, she stood frozen in place, stooped over, her muscles quivering, her entire torso shaking.

"Keep it moving!" commanded Mandy, "fuck her with it!"