A Cure for Boredomme Chapter 5- Plead the 5th
"That's wonderful, Emily good girl," the hypnodomme Hannah Hunt remarked as her submissive, the state's Assistant District Attorney partner knelt before her, completing her task of attaching the strap on harness on her Mistress. "There's just something very sexy about a woman hypnotized and kneeling like this."
Emily knelt naked in the submissive position she was taught in the living room of her own home and smiled.
"Now Emily, when I count to five you will awaken fully. You will not be alarmed or concerned, but you will feel wonderful and safe knowing you have found the earthly being you were destined to obey," Hannah suggested. "You will feel as if all the pressure, all the nervousness and all the concerns of your work life have been relieved, the weight of the world will be lifted from your shoulders. All you need to do is submit and obey."
Emily Tobias gazed up at her Mistress, looking past the large phallus before her eyes, saying a soft "yes, Mistress."
"And a quick learner, so wonderful!" the hypnodomme continued, stroking the cheek of the kneeling lawyer. "You will obey when awake and feel just as relaxed, excited and obedient as you do now, won't you Emily?"
"Yes, Mistress," the kneeling naked, aroused attorney replied.
"One,"
"Two,"
"Three,"
"Four,"
"Five,"
Emily took a deep breath as her eyes came to life.
"How are you feeling, Emily?" the hypnotist asked.
"Relaxed and excited, Mistress," the submissive said.
"And how's your stress level, my dear?" the standing, brunette dominant asked, phallus attached to the harness around her midsection, as she continued to stroke the submissive's cheek.
"I feel like all my stress is gone, Mistress," the lawyer replied with an adoring smile.
"Excellent, Emily," the hypnodomme said. "Use your mouth to lubricate, my dear, I will pleasure you like you never have been pleasured before, doesn't that sound amazing, Emily?"
"Yes, Mistress," the submissive replied with excitement in her voice, taking a deep breath before getting to her task.
Emily obeyed and began using her mouth on the large rubber phallus protruding from her dominant, wiggling seductively in front of her face.
"And after that, I will hypnotize you, Emily," the domme said as she gently stroked the blonde hair of the woman working on lubricating her strap-on phallus. "Tell me you want to be hypnotized..."
Emily, the second most powerful person in the Justice Department of the state, was doing a diligent job on the phallus before her. She stopped briefly and mumbled what sounded like a "yes, Mistress," though it was hard to tell- in her excitement she never fully stopped her task or completely took her mouth off the protruding rubber strapped to the woman who was dominating her.
"You are developing into a wonderful submissive for your earthly mistress, Emily," the dominant said as she prepared for more fun. "Now stop, get off your knees and take my hand, we will continue this in your bed...."
"Yes, Mistress," the newly crowned submissive replied, stopping her work on the rubber phallus, rising from her knees, taking her Mistress' hand and heading to her bedroom where her education would continue.
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"Thank you for helping me," Liana Santiago (formerly Langston) said as she entered the office of her childhood friend, Dr. Alicia DeLaurent.
"Your speech this morning, ambushing me at the gym-it just left me intrigued, I haven't agreed to help you," the raven haired, almond eyed beauty replied. "Not yet..."
"I understand your nervousness...." the ex-wife of the crime lord started to say before being cut off.
"Nervous, no.... I don't get nervous, but I don't have enough details to determine if I want to help you- but you did give me enough interest to investigate further. I do believe your life may be in danger, and it is concerning what you say about the Assistant DA," the Doctor replied, walking over to the locked medicine cabinet, taking out the key before unlocking it to take out a vial of clear liquid and a syringe. "You weigh what, about 125 pounds?"
"What's that for..." the silicon enhanced, platinum blonde former crime boss' wife asked with an edge of nervousness.
"I don't know whether to believe you, to be very honest, you don't have the greatest track record for honesty," the doctor said as she filled the syringe with the vial's contents as she alluded to the rap sheet of her former childhood friend that included perjury. "And here, in this relationship, in my office, I am in charge and what I say goes. Now, drop your pants, and lean on the desk."
"Why?... Look, I will answer whatever you want to know..." Liana replied, rolling up her sleeve in a compromise to dropping her pants.
"No, I said drop the pants. If I use the vein in your arm, you will show up on Wednesday with a track mark in your arm that you will not be able to explain easily. Even the laziest, most overconfident doctor wouldn't miss that," the Doctor said with authority. "Now drop your pants or leave my office, your choice. I won't be responsible for you being killed because you wouldn't lower your pants..."
Slowly, almost reluctantly, Liana stood and began unbuckling her belt and lowered her pants.
"Good choice," the Doctor told her 'patient' as she unloaded the contents of the syringe into the shapely, well toned buttocks of the former first lady of crime. "And nice ass..."
Liana looked at the doctor with wonder, confused where this encounter was going, realizing she had allowed the psychiatrist to inject her with a drug she never asked for or even asked what it was.
"Put your pants on, sit back down," the doctor ordered.
"What now?" the former Mrs. Santiago asked.
"We talk," Alicia said with a smile. "And as we talk, you will answer questions, honestly. No games, no telling half stories, no not telling me everything."
"Oh..." Liana replied, feeling the fast working effects of the drug.
Alicia placed the metronome on the desk in front of the platinum blonde she knew in middle school, and turned it on at a slow, steady pace. Then waited patiently as the drug did its work.
"How are you feeling, Liana?" the doctor asked, noticing her face slackening slightly and her breathing slowing and matching the metronome, her eyes becoming slightly glassy.
"Good, Alicia," Liana replied in a slower cadence than earlier, as her eyes blinked slowly and methodically.
"Why have you asked me to help you, why not someone else?" the doctor asked.
"You were always a good person... I researched psychiatrists for Damon, you were one of them... there are stories about you," the blonde answered. "But I steered him away from you, I remembered you as being a good person, set him onto someone else. I thought if I ever needed you because of what Damon planned you might help me. Your office is in my salon's building..."
"You researched psychiatrists for what, exactly," the hypnotist asked in a calm, assertive tone.
"To hypnotize and control the Assistant District Attorney," the blonde said.
"And he chose someone else... who did he choose?" the doctor asked,
"Hannah Hunt," the drugged woman replied, completing the puzzle. Alicia knew she would be seeing a psychiatrist, now she knew who that was.
Alicia DeLaurent bristled at the mention of the name of the well known, well respected doctor and show hypnotist who also taught a course on hypnosis at the university. Alicia DeLaurent had taken that class as an undergraduate, and had some interaction then with the now psychiatrist to the crime lord. She remembered her quite well- calm, bordering on overconfident, intelligent, and a bit lazy.
"Why did you steer him away from me?" the hypnotist asked.
"Young, idealistic, your office is in my building, but everyone said you weren't into it for money," the blonde said. "You were my friend, I didn't want to put you in a bad situation."
"Why will he kill you now, if he hasn't yet?" the doctor asked.
"He will control Tobias through Hannah Hunt. and she will be the District Attorney soon," Liana began. "He will use her to take out all the crime families one by one. When he controls her, I'm as good as dead. No way her office convicts him."
"Why will she be the District Attorney, she is an assistant right now," asked the doctor.
"There is a plan in place." the former wife of the crime lord said.
"How do you know this," the hypnotist asked.
"I was an analyst at the FBI, then met him, got married, and did his internet security and computers," the woman answered. "I still have access to parts of his system, and he has no idea."
"Good, Liana. If I agree to help you, then you must do everything I say, exactly as I say it, do you understand?" the hypnodomme instructed. "Everything..."
"I understand," was Liana Santiago's response.
"You just keep focusing on the metronome and the sound, and I will begin your training. You want help, so that starts now," Alicia responded. "You do as I instruct you to, and you just might live."
'Ok," said the blonde.
"Watch the metronome, listen to the sounds, and breathe deeply, Liana," the hypnotist said. "Your response is 'yes, Doctor'."
"Yes Doctor," Liana answered, feeling the rhythm of her breathing matching that of the metronome, while her conscious mind slowly faded into the background.
Dr. DeLaurent took out a penlight, and shone it into the eyes of her new, unpaid client and childhood friend, and saw the pupils barely register the light, indicating she was ready for the next phase.
"Very good, Liana, raise your right hand as high as it will go over your head," the hypnotist ordered.
"Yes, Doctor," said Liana as she raised her hand up over her head, her eyes lazily tracking the metronome arm, her breathing matching the slow, steady cadence.
"Very good, now make a fist, then make your arm rigid as a piece of steel, Liana," the hypnotist ordered. "It is very important that you maintain your fist and arm to be as rigid as steel, do you understand?"
Alicia watched as her subject said "yes, Doctor," then smiled as her client complied.
"Very good, Liana," the hypnotist began, "I am going to begin counting in a moment, and you will find each number you hear you will find all your energy, all your focus, all your will is being used for the important task of keeping your right arm rigid as steel, do you understand?"
"Yes, Doctor," was the reply.
