The Firm - Chapter 1

Shane had no interest to greenlight a movie for Rachel at his studio. So Rachel uses her hypnotic charms to help him change his mind.

Shane walked around the room, looking at Debra and Marcus squirm in their seats trying to find an answer, any answer to please Shane’s question. Debra tried first.

“Mr. Preston sir, we didn’t lose everything, the movie did not do that bad, really.” Debra smiled nervously as she spoke. “And remember, we still have video rental and international sales to consider. That could still make up for the loss easily.”

Shane stroked the hairs of his firm gray beard and looked down towards the floor, as if in deep thought.

“So you think a movie that could only raise five hundred thousand in four weeks can make enough money overseas to make up the loss?” Shane looked up at Debra with an angry glare. Debra shifted in her seat. “You can’t honestly expect me to believe that shit. How in the HELL can a movie cost one hundred million to make, and we only get five hundred thousand back? Any idiot could have at least got half the hundred mil back we invested. But no, when you two flop, you flop big time don’t you? What are you people doing to fix this?” Shane stared at both Debra and Marcus again. Debra couldn’t look Shane in the eye, but Marcus looked furious. Marcus stood up, slowly raising his eyes toward Shane.

“Don’t come here patronizing us, looking for someone else to take the fall for your mess. You’re the one that picked out that sorry bunch of actors for the cast. You tried to save money, and instead ended up getting people no one would pay money to see. They were the next big ‘thing’ as you said right? That’s all on your head. When the board comes down here to see how we came up so short, it all is going to lead right to you.”

Shane stared down Marcus, arms folded across his chest. Shane was a big man. Six feet, two hundred and fifty pounds. Short gray hair, thick beard, and had a angular but stern face at all times. He was used to having an aura of intimidation around him at all times. He survived in the movie business because of it. But at the age of forty-five, the stress was finally getting to him. His face, once full of energy and life, now seemed stern, sullen and drawn. Lines around his eyes, wrinkles around his face, age was catching up to him. He didn’t look as intimidating to Marcus as he used to.

“Maybe your right Marcus. But you see, when they look to fire someone, they’ll be looking at you two. If your half baked script was any good in the first place, the actors I choose would be stars right now.”

“That is such bull-”

“Don’t sit here and try to tell me I was the one that screwed up, you little corporate prick. Both of you listen.” Shane glanced down at his watch. 11:55. This was starting to cut into his 12:00 appointment with Rachel. He had to finish this quickly.

“I’ll give you one more chance to redeem yourselves. The board is going to meet with me in five days. They’ll want to see what my upcoming projects are for the fall. Currently, I don’t have any.” Shane ran his finger through his beard again as he spoke. Debra gave a nod to Marcus as she started sipping her coffee. “You people have four days to come up with a promising movie project or your both fired.”

“Four days!!” Debra yelled, spitting out her coffee. Marcus raised an eyebrow up to Shane.

“You must be joking, no one can write a decent movie plot in four days.” Marcus said.

“Then you better be the first. You don’t want to be out of a job do you Marcus?”

Marcus turned his head away and looked out toward the window. He muttered a couple of choice words under his breath as he reached under his jacket for his cell phone.

“Debra, what about you?” Shane asked as he saw Debra looking down at the conference table. Debra said nothing, but asked herself for the fourth time today why does she continue to work here.

“Four days people, don’t let me down this time!” Shane yelled over his shoulder as left the room.

Shane was quite pleased with himself. People who are desperate to keep the jobs work extremely harder to hold on to them. And besides, most people who are under stress produce their best work. Marcus and Debra had been working for Shane for 2 years. They had a good track record with their scripts. The three they made before their flop made 200,000,000 in sales over time. But everyone messes up every now and them. Shane was aware of that, and had no real intention of firing them. But the best way to keep them in check, he thought to himself, was to give them a bit of pressure every now and then. Let them sweat some.

Shane walked a couple of doors down to his office in a brisk manner. He never liked to be late for his appointments but especially this one. Shane had a lot of secataries in his time. He had sex with just about all of them. But none compared to Rachel. Every work day, at 12:00, he would take Rachel out to lunch, followed by a bit of sexual release before work. She worked him over everytime and left him starving for more. Shane just couldn’t get enough of that woman. And when Shane opened his office door, he remembered why.

There, sitting in Shane’s couch, talking away on the phone with a fruit basket in her hand, was Rachel. The most voluptuous brunette Shane has ever seen. She was in a very low-cut dress and skirt and and even just sitting there on the phone, her bounteous breast seemed to reach out to Shane like ripe fruit waiting to be sucked.

Rachel stood up after seeing Shane and smiled at him. Marcus smiled back as he reached and grabbed for a peach. She has such a sweet smile, he thought to himself as she continued talking on the phone.

“Ok…don’t worry, It’ll go just fine. He’s here, I gotta go, bye.”

“Everything alright?”

Rachel smiled again as she placed the basket on the couch. “Everything is just fine Marcus, couldn’t be better…you look a bit stressed out though.

“Yeah, it’s no big deal, nothing that…”

“Hold that thought,” Rachel said as she walked to close the office door. She caught the sight of Debra and Marcus walking down the hall and gave them a slight nod before closing the door.

“For your lunch hour today, I thought we’d do something different, Rachel said as she sat down on the couch. She then patted her hand at the space on the couch beside her, motioning Shane to come sit near her.

“Why? What are you planing today? I know that look in your eye…you’re up to something…” Shane said as he sat down.

“I think you look too stressed out from your meeting today. I could here you yelling from in here. Your stressed and you look very tense right now.” Rachel reached beneath the couch and pulled a lever down. The back end of the couch lowered to form a makeshift bed. “You lay down here and let me give you a quick massage before lunch,” Rachel said. She then took her hands and started to unbutton Shane’s suit. “Trust me, I have done this before, and you will feel soooo much better when I’m finished.” Shane wasn’t really in the mood for a massage. But Rachel was right, he was feeling tense, and after the massage was over, maybe he would feel a bit better. He certainly wasn’t against the idea of Rachel’s hands all over him.

Shane finished removing his shirt and laid face down on the bed.

“You just relax here and let me help you Shane. Let me help you to relax yourself. You don’t have to do anything. You don’t have to think about anything. Just relax and let me massage you, let my voice guide you, relax you…”

Rachel grabbed some massage oil from her desk and spread it all over Shane’s arms, shoulders, and his back. Shane’s breathing started to get a bit slower as he finally got himself to relax a bit. Rachel started to work on his shoulders, and Shane felt his tension ease away wherever Rachel touched him.

Rachel rubbed her hands together with more oil and slowly massaged Shane’s temples for a minute, then worked on his stiff neck. Shane was feeling very limp now, very relaxed and loose all over. He can’t remember feeling this good in a long while.

“Shane…”

“Hmmmmm…”

“Shane, I want you to listen to me now. Just concentrate on the sound of my voice and listen to me talk now. Just for a minute Shane. I just want to help you relax yourself. You’re sooo tense right now. You need to let go of all that tension Shane. Just let it go…let it all go…let go of everything else Shane. Let everything go now until you have no tension left…no stress left…nothing left…”

She lowered her voice to almost a whisper. Shane had to strain a bit to hear her, but he felt his tension flow out from his body. And Rachel’s voice was so soothing and relaxing to listen to. He never noticed that about her voice before.

“Shane, you feel wonderful right now don’t you? So relaxed and content…relaxed and content…r-e-l-a-x-e-d…and sooo content. Let my voice help guide you even farther Shane…guide you into even deeper relaxation. It feels so good to just drift deeper and deeper now…and you notice your breaths become l-o-n-g-e-r and s-l-o-w-e-r…each breath…distancing you from your surroundings…leaving only my voice to guide you…to relax you. To take you even deeper now…to drift even deeper…you want to, don’t you? To go even deeper…tell me that you do and you will. Say it Shane.”

It took Shane a while to even notice that Rachel asked a question. He whispered a barely understood yes as he felt Rachel using her breast to massage his back now. Her sensuous breast were slickened with oil and they went all up and down Shane’s spine, making Shane’s cock spring to life even in his half awake state.

“Good Shane. And you know now that you can go even deeper into relaxation if you listen and obey my voice. You feel so light right now. So light that you could just float away. Feel your body floating farther and farther up as you glide deeper and deeper into relaxation. It feels so nice, so good to float along, letting my voice carry you…guide you…relax you. It feels so good to drift and float along with my voice now. Just drifting along now…and just as your body becomes lighter and lighter…your eyelids become heavier and heavier. Your eyes are so heavy now…so very heavy. You can’t keep them open anymore. They are making it harder to relax with them open. Let them close now and relax. Relax…r-e-l-a-x and close your eyes for me now Shane.”

Shane’s eyes closed and he felt so much better. They were making it harder to relax, but now he felt that wonderful floating feeling again. He felt so peaceful and calm.

“…Sooo easy to just relax and listen to the sound of my voice isn’t it?. Taking you d-e-e-p-e-r and d-e-e-p-e-r into relaxation…sinking…sinking d-e-e-p-e-r and d-e-e-p-e-r now…down…down…down into deep relaxation now…”

Shane felt like he was a ghost. A spirit with no body, just floating in a void…and it felt so wonderful.

“Now listen to me, Shane. Listen to me. You want to keep enjoying this feeling. This wonderful sensation I have brought you in. The thought of being deeply hypnotized, totally under my power, does not alarm you. It excites you. It arouses you like nothing else…the thought of surrendering to my hypnotic control and obeying all of my instructions is so sexy to you…you become so aroused at the thought of being helplessly hypnotized, totally submissive to me. Willing to do anything I say. Anything at all. Anything…isn’t that right…

Shane struggled to speak, but found it too difficult to form words. Shane heard her speaking softly to him for a couple of more minutes, but his clouded mind just couldn’t make out the words.

“Shane, turn around and look at me now. Your still deeply relaxed and hypnotized, but you feel yourself wanting to look at me…look at me now!”

Shane slowly turned himself to look up at Rachel. The first thing he noticed was that she had removed her top and only her bra remained. Her fine breasts stood out from her body as Shane watched her start to perform a strip tease for him.

“Look at my breast…gaze at them Shane. See their sensuous curve through my tight, sexy black lace.” She then slowly undid the lace and let her bra drop on the floor. She then placed her hands on her breast and started massaging them herself with her fingers.

“Just relax and watch Shane. Relax and watch me message my breast. Ohhh, this feels so good. So good feeling my fingers slip and slide around my breast. Imagine if my fingers were your tongue now. Imagine your tongue sliding all up and down my breasts like my fingers are doing right now. Imagine yourself sucking on my breast. Imagine the immense sexual pleasure you will get from doing this. And you want to do this now. You want to please me and service me now and forever. You feel this now. You have always felt this. I am all the women you ever wanted. The only women you have ever wanted. You have always wanted to please me, to service me. It will give you great pleasure to make me cum right now. To prove you want to service me. Make me cum now Shane…now…”

Shane came and made love to her like he never had before. All his pent up feelings for Rachel were finally being able to be released on her. Shane started out caressing Rachel’s neck and ears, nibbling on them softly while slowly kneading her left breast with his hand. His other hand found his way up Rachel’s pussy and he began using his hand to gently stroke, tickle and squeeze inside her. His thumbs gently strobed around her asshole, sending small shivers up Rachel’s body. Rachel felt herself losing control, already ready to cum but this was going to fast, she wanted to saver and enjoy making Shane do what she wanted him to. Rachel rolled back and spread her legs apart. Shane instinctively knew where he was needed, and dropped his head down between Rachel’s legs. Shane’s tongue slinked and rolled around Rachel’s pussy. Rachel gripped the top of Shane’s head as she felt herself on the verge of climax again. Just when Rachel was about to lose herself in the feeling of her own orgasm…she heard a light knock on the door.

“Damn…” she thought to herself. It must be time already…damn, couldn’t they wait just a bit longer…

“Shane, please look up into my eyes, please stop and look up at me.” Shane looked up into Rachel’s eyes with a faraway expression on his face…

“Shane, I want you to count from one to three. At the count of three, your eyes will close and you will be taken back into the feelings of deep relaxation. Floating peacefully once again and letting my voice take you there. To that peaceful, relaxing place. Count for me Shane. Now.”

Shane counted up to three and then felt his body float up into the air. He felt free and so relaxed. Way in the distance he heard the voices of Debra and Marcus. A part of him should be scared. He was in a dangerous position right now. But he was to happy to even care. He felt too free to worry…

4 Days Later…

John Davis got the memo this morning from Shane but still couldn’t believe what it said. He refused to believe it. John looked over the memo again. There in front of his eyes read the biggest flop he had ever seen for a movie. Making a movie about ‘Rachel the Hypnotic Seductress’ could not, would not work. Maybe as a B-film, but not in the fall lineup, not in this studio. Shane should know better than that. John took the memo and placed it in his suitcase as he strode out of his office. “Time I saw first hand what’s going on in that studio…” John thought to himself…

To be continued.