Mind bondage-2

I must have been the last one to be picked up, as all but two of the seats were filled with women who looked like I felt. I assumed the empty driver’s seat was for Pamela, and took the empty front passenger seat beside her. Pamela took the cash I was still clutching from my hand and smilingly placed it into a deposit bag.

“Alright ladies, our next stop is the workshop location. Being out in nature is the only way to get back to your natural sleep rhythms, so the drive will be about two hours from here. For now, enjoy yourselves, talk, relax, sleep if you can, and I’ll put on some soothing nature sounds for us all to enjoy,” Pamela spoke with authority now, none of the sprightliness coming through in her official announcement. She touched a button on the dash and the, to me, highly irritating sounds of nature began to play.

I never liked listening to the nature sounds CDs, in part because they felt fake to me, and in part because the idea of trying to force relaxation on myself rubbed me the wrong way. This one was no different from any other I’d ever overhead and I wanted to talk to Pamela instead.