Entranced

Traci watched the pendant as it moved back and forth in front of her. The blue sapphire gem was so beautiful as it moved, the light glinting off it, capturing her complete attention. She had not intended to lock her eyes on the pendant but it was so beautiful and alluring that she did so involuntarily, without realizing that she had. She was so enraptured by the sapphire that she stopped swinging her own pendant that she was using to try to hypnotize the woman who was opposing her.

Traci Green was a thirty-three-year-old beauty. She was only five feet, three inches tall with curly black hair and beautiful brown eyes. Originally from Arizona, Traci was a mix of Caucasian, Latina, and Native American, giving her a skin tone of light brown. She had a flawless body and magnificent large tits. She was also one of the most powerful hypnotists in the world, especially in the Cincinnati area, where she now lived. She had never lost a duel.

But now, she was in trouble.

The beautiful dark-haired Traci let her arms drop to her sides, and her emerald pendant slipped out of her hand and fell to the carpet with a soft thump. She was helpless to take her eyes off the blue gem. She was completely focused on it and on the voice of the woman who was hypnotizing her, Lauren Harrison.

Lauren was a beautiful woman of thirty-three years. She was five feet, eight inches tall and had long red hair and blue eyes. She had met Traci in high school when the dark-haired girl had moved to northern Kentucky from Arizona. The two had become best friends and soon discovered they both had a talent for hypnosis. She had never been able to hypnotize her best friend, though the two had dueled for fun dozens of times over the years. But tonight, her luck seemed to be changing.

“Just watch the pendant, Traci,” Lauren said softly. “And listen to my voice… Just watch… And listen… as the two… in tandem… guide you… into trance… into a blissful… relaxing… hypnotic state… under my control… where you long to be.”

“N… no,” Traci said, with a touch of panic in her voice as she realized deep in her mind that she was losing this duel and was indeed being hypnotized. “Must… resist… Must… look away.”

But Traci couldn’t look away. The swinging pendant had captured her attention and now she was caught. She had no way to escape the inevitable. She was soon to be deeply hypnotized and entranced by Lauren and she knew it. She could not resist it, no matter how much she fought. The lure of the blue sapphire was too much for her. As soon as her gaze locked onto the pendant, the battle was over.

“Hush, dear,” Lauren’s soothing voice told Traci. “There is no need to resist… no need to fight… just let the pendant guide you… into blissful submission… relaxing your mind… and your body… as you willingly… and happily… slip into trance… and obedience… to me… your new Mistress.”

“N… no,” Traci replied, her voice now barely more than a whisper, her eyes fluttering. “No… y… yes… must fall… must… obey… my M… mistress.”

“Very good, Traci,” Lauren said with a mischievous grin. “Sleep for me now!”

Traci’s eyes slammed shut and she wilted to the floor. She was hypnotized, completely at the mercy of Lauren, open to any and all suggestions or commands that the woman chose to give her.

Lauren looked down at the hypnotized Traci and smiled. This was the first time Lauren had ever defeated Traci in a duel. The two had been lovers and partners in hypnotism for ten years and they often liked to duel for fun. Traci always came out on top. Until now.

“I’ve waited for this for a long time, my sweet,” Lauren said with a smirk. “I finally have you under my power and I have no intension of ever letting you go.”

She commanded the hypnotized Traci to open her eyes and stand but remain entranced, and her lover obeyed.

“Slave Traci,” Lauren said. “I am your Mistress. You are my slave. Do you understand, slave?”

“Yes, Mistress. I understand,” Traci replied in a monotone voice. “You are my Mistress. I am your slave.”

“You will obey everything I say without question or hesitation,” Lauren told her.

“Yes, Mistress,” Tracie answered softly. “I will obey everything you say without question or hesitation.”

“Slave,” Lauren said. “I am going to snap my fingers. Each time I do, you will fall ten times deeper into trance than you are now. Do you understand?

“Yes, Mistress,” the hypnotized Tracie answered. “Each time you snap your fingers, I will fall deeper under your control.”

Lauren snapped her fingers. Then she did it again. And again. She eventually snapped her fingers fifteen times, taking Tracie very deep into trance and under her control.

“Slave Tracie,” Lauren said with a serious look on her face. “You will answer me honestly. During the times you have hypnotized me, have you ever placed a trigger or any post-hypnotic suggestions in me? If so, do not say the trigger phrase now.”

“Yes, Mistress,” the slave answered. “I did place a trigger phrase in your mind and also a few post-hypnotic suggestions to make you more amenable to my wishes.”

“That’s all you did?” Lauren asked.

“Yes, Mistress,” came the answer.

Lauren thought for a moment about how she wanted to handle this.

“Slave Tracie,” she said after a moment. “Here is what I want you to do. When I tell you to do it, I want you to say my trigger phrase and place me into trance. Then I want you to remove the phrase and every post-hypnotic suggestion you placed in me. Once they are removed, you will awaken me from trance free and clear. Do you understand, slave?”

“Yes, Mistress, I understand.” Tracie acknowledged. “I will use the trigger phrase and drop you into trance. I will then remove the phrase and all post-hypnotic suggestions I placed in you, then I will release you from trance.”

“Very good, slave,” Lauren said then took a deep breath. “Do it now slave.”

“Yes, Mistress,” Tracie said. “My Cute Little Sex Toy.”

Lauren’s eyes became glassy and her face lost expression as she instantly dropped into a deep hypnotic trance. Tracie quickly and efficiently removed the trigger and all suggestions from Lauren’s mind as she had been commanded. She then woke Lauren from her trance.

Lauren blinked a few times and looked at Tracie.

“Is it done, slave?” Lauren asked.

“Yes, Mistress,” Tracie answered. “Everything I had implanted in your mind has now been removed.”

“Good,” acknowledged Lauren. “When you awaken from trance, you will not remember ever putting in a trigger or any suggestions in me. You will remember having hypnotized me in the past and having some fun with me but the memory of the trigger and the suggestions will be erased from your memory forever. Got it?”

“Yes, Mistress,” Tracie said. “I will not remember ever putting a trigger or suggestions in you. Those memories will be erased forever.”

“I am going to plant a trigger phrase deep in your subconscious, slave,” Lauren told Tracie. “Whenever you hear me, and only me, say My Obedient Sexy Slave, you will immediately fall into a deep trance for me. You will not consciously remember that I placed a trigger in you but you will obey it each time I say it. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Mistress, I understand,” Tracie replied. “Whenever you say my trigger phrase, I will fall into a deep trance for you.”

“Very good, slave,” smiled Lauren. “Here is another command for you; you will no longer have any desire to hypnotize me. If we duel in the future, you will succumb to my hypnosis quickly and without resistance. You will allow me to hypnotize you. Got it?”

“Yes, Mistress,” Tracie answered. “Whenever we duel, I will not hypnotize you. I will always allow you to hypnotize me.”

“As time goes by,” Lauren said. “You will find that you desire to be hypnotized by me. The desire will only continue to grow stronger in you. And you will believe that desire originated with you. You will have no idea, and will not suspect, that the desire was a post-hypnotic suggestion implanted in you.”

“Yes, Mistress,” answered Traci. “As time goes by, I will have a growing desire to be hypnotized by you. It will continue to grow in me and I will believe that it originated with me.”

“After a while,” grinned Lauren. “You will beg me into hypnotizing you as my permanent slave. You will desire that above all else. You will talk about that desire to your friends. If any of them suggest that you be hypnotized to see if the desire is real, you will refuse. You will say whatever is needed to convince them the desire is real.”

“Yes, Mistress,” Traci stated. “I will eventually beg you to hypnotize me permanently. I will tell my friends about that desire. I will say whatever is necessary to convince them the desire is real. I will not allow anyone else to hypnotize me to check that desire.”

“Very good, my helpless and obedient slave,” said Lauren. “You have been so easy to program, my little pet, but now it is time to wake you up. When I snap my fingers, you will be awake and aware and have your free will, but my post-hypnotic suggestions and my trigger phrase will still be buried deep in your mind. You will not know they are there. All you will remember of this session is that I finally was able to hypnotize you and that we had a little harmless fun while you were under. Do you understand, slave?”

“Yes, Mistress,” the hypnotized Traci replied. “I understand and will obey.”

“Very good slave,” Lauren said with a smile as she snapped her fingers.

Traci blinked her eyes several times, looked at Lauren and smiled.

“Holy shit!” Tracie said with a grin. “You won the duel and hypnotized me! That’s a first!”

“How did it feel?” Lauren asked with a coy smile. “Did you like it?”

“I loved it!” Traci exclaimed. “It was kind of fun being helpless and controlled by you. I’m actually a little surprised you didn’t make me do anything embarrassing like strip naked or go out to a park and eat your pussy in public or something like that.”

“Well,” Lauren said with a sly smile. “Maybe I’ll do that to you the next time I hypnotize you.”

“I can’t wait until you hypnotize me again,” Traci said eagerly. “That was so much fun. And I did love being controlled by you and obeying you!”

“I thought you were always against being hypnotized,” Lauren said.

“Well, I guess the desire to be hypnotized by you was always there in the back of my mind,” Traci said with a slight blush. “But since you had never hypnotized me before tonight, that desire stayed pretty much buried. But now that I have experienced what it is like, the desire is now front and center in my mind. I can’t wait to tell everyone how much I loved being hypnotized by you.”

Lauren smiled. Her post-hypnotic suggestions were already starting to work. Traci was starting to embrace the idea of being hypnotized by her. Lauren knew she could have easily and permanently enslaved her this time, but she knew Traci’s other friends would try to intervene if she was to be suddenly enslaved. However, if she gradually told her friends that she found herself wanting it more and more, her friends would likely be more accepting of it once it happened.

Lauren was patient. She loved Traci and always had. She had begun planning to eventually enslave her since shortly after they met but she knew it would take time. She knew Tracie was a much better and stronger hypnotist than she was. At least she used to be. As of today, Lauren was now her equal, maybe a little better. And now, her plan to control Traci forever had finally started to move forward. She couldn’t wait until it reached fruition!

* * *

Over the next few months, Lauren hypnotized Traci several dozen more times, placing more and more post-hypnotic suggestions in her and strengthening her control over her. One day, Lauren had an idea and decided to implement it. Traci had three friends who were also hypnotists, Meagan, Letitia, and Diandra. She would use Traci to hypnotize them one at a time and turn control of them over to Lauren.

The next time she defeated Traci in one of their duels, she decided to broach the subject with her unwitting slave.

“Slave Traci,” Lauren asked. “If I command you to hypnotize your friends Meagan, Letitia, and Diandra, would you do that for me?”

“Yes, Mistress,” the entranced Traci answered. “I will always obey you, Mistress. And hypnotizing the three of them will be easy. I already have a trigger phrase placed in the subconscious of each of their minds. I can hypnotize all of them tonight if you wish.”

“You already have trigger phrases in each of them?” an incredulous Lauren asked. “You’ve hypnotized them each before.”

“Yes, Mistress,” Traci answered. “Over the past several years, I surreptitiously hypnotized each of them and placed a trigger phrase in each of their minds along with post-hypnotic suggestions for them to defer to my judgement whenever we have disagreements. It has proven to be quite beneficial for me. None of the three have any clue that I can control them whenever I desire. I have an individual trigger in each of them and a group trigger to place all three into trance at the same time.”

“That was unexpected,” Lauren said with a grin. “Though it is also wonderful that you can enslave them so quickly for me. Here is what you shall do. You will invite the three here to dine with us tonight. You will act completely normal but will remain entranced to me. When I tell you to do it, you will say their trigger phrases and then order them to obey me from now on, understood?”

“Yes, Mistress,” Traci replied. “I will obey. I will hypnotize my friends and turn them over to you.”

“Excellent, my slave,” Lauren said with an evil grin as she quickly removed her clothing. “And as a reward, you may eat my pussy and bring me to orgasm!”

“Yes, Mistress,” an excited Traci replied. “Thank you, Mistress! I love giving you sexual pleasure!”

“I know you do, my obedient slave,” Lauren said as Traci dropped to her knees and began licking her pussy. “I know you do. And I love it, too!”

* * *

Later that evening, Lauren and Traci’s three guests arrived for their meal with their hostesses.

Meagan Bauman was a beautiful thirty-year-old redhead. She was five feet, four inches, and had sparkling green eyes. She was wearing a long, blue slit dress which showed off her impressive cleavage. She wore several rings on both her fingers and toes in addition to her large diamond pendant around her neck. She was an accomplished hypnotist and was feared by many other hypnodommes.

Letitia Collins was a beautiful African-American woman. She was twenty-nine, stood six feet tall and had gorgeous brown eyes which she used to great effect as a hypnotic focus. She was wearing a form fitting black dress which went to her mid-thighs. Like Meagan, Letitia’s dress showed off her impressively large rack. She was so well endowed in the chest that many other hypnodommes called her “Le-TIT-ia” behind her back of course. She was a very formidable opponent when it came to hypnosis. She wore a black onyx pendant around her neck which she occasionally used, though she preferred eye-fixation for her inductions.

The third guest was thirty-year-old Diandra Carroway. She had been born and raised in Germany, the daughter of a German mother and an American soldier father who abandoned Diandra’s mother when she told him she was pregnant. She was five feet, eight inches tall, and had blonde hair and blue eyes. She was a very pretty woman except for her nose. It was slightly large for her face and slightly hooked toward the right. Her nose was part of the reason many hypnotists called her “the Witch,” though that was not the only reason. She practiced Wicca and was very interested in the occult and black magic. She had mastered several powerful spells but still preferred to use her black cats-eye pendant for her hypnotic inductions. She was dressed modestly, wearing jeans and a polo-style shirt, which was stretched to the limit by her impressive rack.

The five women exchanged small talk for several minutes before Lauren rose to speak to the group.

“I am so happy the three of you could join us tonight,” she said to the guests. “Traci and I have something very special planned for you for tonight, don’t we dear?”

“That we do, Mistress,” Traci replied, her use of the word Mistress toward Lauren causing the three women to give her startled glances. “My Three Secret Slaves.”

Meagan, Letitia, and Diandra’s eyes went wide, then glazed over, and their faces lost all expression. The three were instantly dropped into a deep hypnotic trance. The trigger phrase worked perfectly. All three of the guests were now deeply hypnotized and obedient. They sat completely still in their chairs, staring blankly ahead, awaiting orders from their Mistress. No thoughts of resistance passed through their empty minds.

“Alright slaves,” Traci told the trio. “You will stand and walk to Mistress Lauren and line up in front of her.”

“Yes, Mistress,” the three entranced women replied in unison as they stood from their chairs and obeyed Traci’s command.

The three soon stood silently and motionless in front of Lauren.

“Slave Traci,” Lauren said. “Turn control of your three slaves over to me.”

“Yes, Mistress,” the slave answered as she turned toward the three women. “Slaves, you now belong to Mistress Lauren. She is now your Mistress. You are her slaves. You will obey everything she tells you. Do you understand, slaves?”

“Yes, Mistress. We understand,” the three answered as one and then addressed Lauren. “You are our Mistress. We are your slaves. We will obey everything you tell us, Mistress Lauren.”

“Wonderful, slaves,” Lauren said with a wicked grin. “Slave Traci, line up next to them and go blank like they are.”

“Yes Mistress,” Traci replied obediently as she lined up next to the others and her mind went blank.

Lauren looked at the four helpless entranced women before her and grinned wickedly. She had enslaved all of them, and it was much easier than she had expected. She now controlled four of the most beautiful, most powerful, most respected hypnodommes in the world. She had done something no one else had dared. She had targeted the best and she had enslaved them all. Granted, most of the work had been done by Traci, but Lauren now controlled all four and that was what mattered.

“Alright, slaves,” Lauren began. “The four of you are seriously overdressed. Remove all of your clothing, including shoes, and stand naked before me so I can inspect your gorgeous bodies.”

“Yes, Mistress,” the four enslaved women replied as they began removing their clothes.

The four soon stood naked before their Mistress. Lauren walked around the four, carefully noting every aspect of their bodies. The three new slaves all had very impressive tits, as did Traci, which Lauren liked very much. She knew that titnosis was something she could easily succumb to, because of her love of a good, impressive rack, so she was glad that none of her slaves had used that as one of their weapons. If they had, she probably would have been hypnotized herself when they had undressed. That thought made her pause and address her slaves.

“Slaves, here is a standing order for you, something you will always obey,” Lauren said. “If you ever see me in a hypnotic trance, or think I may be in a hypnotic trance, you are instructed to do whatever is necessary to bring me out of that trance and back to my normal self. Do you understand, slaves?”

“Yes, Mistress,” the group replied. “We understand. If we ever see you in a hypnotic trance, we are to bring you out of it by any means necessary. We will obey that directive.”

“Very good slaves,” Lauren said. “Now it is time to take you even deeper into hypnosis and even more firmly under my control. I intend to take you so deep that you will never want to be free again. When I snap my fingers, each of you will fall ten times deeper into trance than you are now, and with each subsequent snap, you will fall ten times deeper than that, and so on. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Mistress,” the four mindlessly answered. “We understand and will obey. We want to fall deeper and deeper under your control.”

Snap! Each women fell ten times deeper into trance. Snap! Each fell ten times deeper again. Snap! And so, it continued until Lauren had given ten snaps. She then decided to do something different, something she had once heard about but had never tried. Something she looked forward to very much.

“Slaves, on the floor on your backs,” she commanded and the four obeyed. “You’re going to masturbate to me, slaves. Even if you close your eyes, you will still see me and you will masturbate to me. You want to orgasm for me. You will masturbate but will not be able to reach the release of orgasm until I allow it. You will be right on the brink, but you will have to beg me for that sweet release and surrender yourselves completely to my control. And when I do allow you to orgasm, you will fall even deeper under my control, knowing that I am the only one who can give you the bliss you crave. Knowing that I control you completely, utterly, forever! Do you understand, slaves?”

“Yes, Mistress,” the four replied. “We understand and will obey.”

“Then begin, slaves,” Lauren commanded. “And you may speak, beg, chant, scream, and moan as you wish.”

The four hypnotized women began rubbing their pussies and playing with their tits. It didn’t take long for the four to really get into it. Diandra started moaning first as her fingers probed deep into her pussy. She writhed and squirmed and moaned and her pleasure continued to grow.

Letitia began chanting as her right hand pleasured her pussy and her left hand worked her huge tits.

“I must obey my Mistress,” Letitia chanted over and over. “Only Mistress can allow me to come. I must obey my Mistress. Only Mistress can allow me to come.”

Traci furiously worked her pussy as she worshipped her Mistress.

“Oh, Mistress,” she said breathlessly. “I am yours, Mistress. I am your obedient slave. I will always belong to you, Mistress. You own my mind, body, and soul. I am yours forever, Mistress!”

Meagan was enjoying masturbating to her new Mistress. She alternated between her right and left hand between her pussy and her tits. She desperately wanted to please her Mistress.

“Thank you, Mistress,” she said. “I love masturbating to you, Mistress. My sole purpose is to obey you and please you. I love you, Mistress! I love serving you, Mistress.”

Lauren was getting very aroused watching her slaves masturbate and pleasure themselves. She soon shed her own clothes and was fingering and stroking her own pussy and tits. She didn’t think her slaves should be the only ones having fun. She was soon writhing and moaning just like her slaves, caught up in the intense pleasure as she fingered her pussy, the passion and the lust overwhelming her senses and her fingers moved in and out. When she reached up with her free hand and pinched her nipple, that sensation pushed her over the edge and she had an incredible orgasm. Her body was rocked with pleasure like she had never experienced.

Lauren’s body spasmed and jerked from the floor only to crash back down a moment later. She screamed in orgasmic ecstasy as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her like a flood. Her moans were animalistic sounds of pure pleasure. The bliss seemed to go on forever.

Her orgasm finally subsided and Lauren lay on the floor still shaking violently as if having a seizure. Watching her four slaves masturbate to her and beg for the release only she could give had driven her to the most intense orgasm she had ever felt. Having that control over the others made her feel powerful beyond description. She finally decided to allow them their release. For now.

“Alright slaves,” panted Lauren. “I am about to grant you the release you desire. When I do and your orgasm washes over you, you will fall one hundred times deeper under my control. You will know deep in your mind that I am the only one who can grant you such bliss, such pleasure. You will crave staying under my control just so that you can feel the pleasure that only I can give. Understood slaves?”

“Yes, Mistress” the four writhing and lust-filled, horny slaves replied as one. “We will obey.”

“You may orgasm, my little sluts!” Lauren said with an evil grin.

And her slaves came. All four screamed and writhed and bucked and shouted and cried, each of the enslaved women having a massive, mind-blowing, earth-shattering orgasm like nothing they had experienced before. And all four knew that only Lauren could make them feel this way so they willingly dropped deeper under her control. Not that it would have made a difference had they been unwilling, but it intensified their pleasure even more since they were willing.

Lauren grinned wickedly as she watched her four slaves come down from their orgasm. She could tell by their faces that they were very deeply under her sway. But she wanted even more. She let the four rest until their breathing returned to normal, then ordered them to start masturbating once again.

“Like last time, slaves,” she said with the wicked grin still on her face. “You will masturbate to me but will not orgasm until I tell you to. And when you do, you will fall one hundred times deeper into trance than you currently are. Now begin!”

The four deeply entranced women obeyed and began masturbating. They worked even more furiously than the first time, each wanting to get to the point of orgasm again as quickly as they could. The first time had been so exquisite and they expected the same or better this time. It wasn’t long before the enslaved women were begging their Mistress for release. Lauren did not participate this time, content instead to simply watch as her slaves begged her for release.

She finally gave them that release after forty-five minutes. Each of the four slaves fell much further under the control of their Mistress and were loving every moment of it.

Lauren decided to do this technique one more time.

“Alright slaves,” she said wickedly. “I’m going to have you masturbate to me one more time. The same rules apply as before. You cannot orgasm until I give you permission. This time, however, when you orgasm, it will bind you to me as my slaves permanently. You will never try to be released. Your overwhelming desire for the rest of you lives will be to remain my slaves forever. If someone tries to release you, you will fight them and hypnotize them. This next orgasm will make you my slaves forever. Do you understand, my helpless little slaves?”

“Yes, Mistress, we understand,” all four slaves intoned. “Our next orgasm will make us your slaves forever. We will never again want to be free. We will be yours for the rest of our lives. If anyone tries to release us, we will hypnotize them.”

“Start masturbating, slaves,” a grinning Lauren told them.

Traci, Meagan, Letitia, and Diandra started masturbating again as their Mistress commanded. The four were so eager to obey that they quickly arrived at the brink of orgasm but were unable to until their Mistress allowed it. Lauren simply stood watching them, taking perverse pleasure as the four squirmed and begged for release. She let them beg and plead for nearly an hour. Finally, she took pity on them and allowed them to orgasm.

“I’ve teased you enough, slaves,” Lauren told them. “This time when you orgasm, it will overpower your minds so much that you will always and forever be under my control as my hypnotized slaves. Orgasm now, my obedient sluts!”

The four immediately orgasmed. And it was powerful. It was significantly more intense than either of the other two. The hypnotized and helpless slaves were rocked by the pleasure for a solid ten minutes. Once it subsided, the four lay perfectly still, barely breathing, their eyes staring blankly ahead. Lauren feared for a moment that her slaves had died.

But they were not dead. Their minds had been completely broken by the strength of their orgasms. They were truly mindless now. Only Lauren had the power to allow them to think or do anything. They were completely at her mercy and under her control.

“Slaves,” Lauren said tentatively. “Stand up at attention facing me.”

The four women stood and faced Lauren, their arms at their sides, their eyes glassy, their expressions blank. Lauren could tell the four were far more deeply entranced than they were before. She hoped that was enough. She would soon find out.

“Slave Traci,” the hypnodomme said. “You must tell me the truth. Who and what are you?”

“I am slave Traci,” she responded. “I am a mindless, helpless, obedient hypnotized slave for you, Mistress.”

“Would you like for me to release you from my hypnotic control?” Lauren asked.

“No, Mistress,” Traci answered without hesitation. “My only desire is to be your hypnotized slave forever, Mistress. I don’t want to be released, Mistress. I want to be your hypnotized slave!”

Tears had formed in Traci’s eyes at the mere thought of not being enslaved to Mistress Lauren. She was so deeply entranced, so thoroughly controlled by her Mistress that even the mention of being released caused her tremendous grief.

“Worry not, my beautiful slave,” Lauren told her reassuringly. “I plan to keep you enslaved to me forever.”

“Thank you, Mistress,” Traci replied as tears of joy slid down her face and she dropped to her knees. “This is where I belong.”

One by one, Lauren questioned each of her slaves. All of them stated unequivocally that they had no desire to ever be free from her hypnotic control. Diandra even offered to use her magic powers to assist Lauren in any way she desired, while Letitia admitted she had recently been learning to use her impressive tits to hypnotize others. Meagan informed her Mistress that her girlfriend was also a hypnotist and offered to enslave her and turn her over to her Lauren which the hypnodomme accepted.

With these four under her complete control, Lauren knew she had a golden opportunity to enslave and control many other hypnotists. And with Lauren controlling Diandra and her magical abilities, the beautiful hypnodomme knew that she could have the hypnotist-witch cast a spell on any intended target, making her more susceptible to being hypnotized.

The beautiful and sexy Lauren smiled evilly as she thought about how next to expand her growing stable of slaves. The world of hypnotism was hers for the taking and she intended to take it all!