A Cure For Boredomme Ch 05

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.

"With each number you hear, you will find it is taking more and more of your strength, focus and will to keep your arm as rigid as steel. Each number slowly draining your will, your focus, your strength. You must keep your strength, focus, and will for as long as you can, do you understand?"

"Yes Doctor," said the blonde, fist already balled, veins in her arm already popping.

"When your will, strength and focus are all used up and gone, you will simply open your hand, and slowly allow it to fall to your side, and your will, strength and focus will be gone, and you will close your eyes and enter a very warm, safe state of relaxation, and listening to my voice, do you understand?" the doctor asked.

"Yes, Doctor," the shapely, sexy blonde replied as she continued to look at the metronome and breathe in cadence with it's slow, methodical rhythm, the drug coursing through her veins.

"Very good, Liana. One," the hypnotist began. "No need to talk, just listen to the numbers, focus on keeping your arm rigid as steel."

Liana kept her eyes on the metronome, and her arm was still above her head, still stiff as steel.

"Two," the doctor continued. "All your focus, all your strength, all your will in that fist and your arm."

"Three," Alicia furthered. "Just the numbers, just listening and keeping that arm rigid as steel."

"Four," the Doctor continued with a smile. "You feel that strength, that focus and your will weakening, it's inevitable, Liana."

"Five," the brunette fomme continued, "You know you can't hold out forever, Liana, but you must keep holding out as long as you can."

The right arm and fist were shaking slightly as the suggestions were being built and the will of the subject weakening.

"Six," the hypnotist said. "You knew your will would be broken the second you accepted the shot in your ass, it was inevitable."

Liana let out a soft moan as she retightened her fist as her arm moved slightly as she attempted to hold on to her strength, will and focus as long as possible.

"Seven," the psychiatrist said. "You have a very strong will, Liana, but nothing lasts forever. The drug in your system is doing its work, weakening your will, encouraging relaxation."

"Eight," the domme added. "I see how hard you are fighting, how much effort you are exerting to maintain that arm as rigid as steel. We know it's just getting so hard to maintain, hard to keep that strength."

"Nine," Dr. DeLaurent pushed, "So strong for so long, Liana, you feel that strength waning, you are fighting so hard, but I see your arm shaking, and your will fading, and I know you feel that too. There's no shame, Liana, you have done a wonderful job holding out this long."

"Ten," the hypnodomme counted. "Feel the drug doing its work as you fight to maintain your will, your focus and strength. You've fought a good fight, Liana, it's time to let go now, let your hand open and fall to your side so you can relax after all that hard work."

"Eleven...."

No sooner did the number leave the red painted lips of the hypnotist than Liana succumbed to relaxation as her hand opened and gently fell to her side as she closed her eyes while her chin tucked gracefully into her silicone enhanced chest.

"Very good, Liana, just relax and listen now. Welcome to your new world," the hypnodomme said. "You are going to learn to follow my every suggestion and we have only a short time to get you there..."

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"Turn on the news, Miss Hunt, there is something you need to see," Damon Santiago said before he hung up the phone.

Santiago hung the phone up before she could even ask a thing, so Hannah turned on the news to see what the big event was that Santiago was alluding tot.

"It's Monday night and there is already big news coming from the big city," the talking head said from behind the news desk as Hannah tuned in to see what the fuss was about. "State District Attorney Kirkland Bennett has been taken into custody by police after an investigation into a sexual assault of a minor with a secondary charge of drug possession. Assistant District Attorney Emily Tobias has been named acting District Attorney by the Governor. More news on this story as they develop..."

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"What's going on, Emily, you look exhausted," Hannah said as she entered the home of the new state District Attorney. "One day on the job and this is the result?"

"Yes, nothing but meetings and being updated on things, it was mentally draining," the attorney replied. "But I am glad you are here now."

"I know, Emily, I will help you relax now. Go get your candle," the hypnodomme ordered, then watched as the blonde attorney moved to obey.

"Here it is, Mistress," Emily said as she placed the candle on the table in the living room between the two women.

"Now before I hypnotize you Emily, go get changed into the outfit in this bag, and only the clothes in this bag," the hypnodomme ordered.

"Yes, Mistress," the powerful justice department official responded as she took the bag and headed off to her bedroom.

Hannah smiled a confident smile as the most powerful lawyer in the state walked out of her own bedroom wearing what could be described as a glorified school girl uniform, including a red and blue plaid pleated skirt that went to mid thigh, thigh high white stockings, red three inch heels, a push up bra and a sleeveless white collared top, and no panties.

"Perfect," the hypnodomme said. "I love a girl in uniform."

"Thank you, Mistress," the lawyer replied.

"You're welcome, Emily. Whenever we are alone together you will wear this exact uniform. It really suits you," the domme informed. "Uniforms show discipline, and will remind you of your place as needing to learn whatever I wish to teach you."

"Yes, Mistress," the submissive added as she took the seat she was instructed to at the dining room table in front of the candle she had retrieved.

"Light the candle," the domme ordered as she offered the torch for the lawyer.

"Yes, Mistress," the sub answered as she lit the torch and then the candle.

"Focus on the flame, Emily," the hypnotist instructed.

"Yes, Mistress," was again the well conditioned reply.

"Breathe deeply and focus," the domme demanded.

District Attorney Emily Tobias complied,

SNAP

With the snap of her fingers Hannah sent the submissive lawyer deep into hypnosis once again.

"Tell me how your first day went, Emily," the hypnotist asked. "Open your eyes and focus on the flame.."

The submissive lawyer, dressed in her new home 'uniform' obeyed. Her desire to destress far outweighed anything else, including dressing like a sex crazed school girl.

"Stressful, lots of meetings, organizing," the lawyer started. "Case with big issues."

"What case has big issues?" the hypnotist asked, interested to see if it was one that Santiago had tipped her off to look out for.

"We have a case against the O'Boyle crime family," Emily began. "But the evidence isn't legally obtained to use."

"Who knows about this illegally obtained evidence?" Hannah asked, realizing she needed to move to make sure this case moved forward/

"So far just me," the lawyer said honestly.

"Very good, Emily, it feels so nice to always be honest with me, doesn't it?" Hannah asked, her wheels turning as to how to solve her dilemma for Santiago.

"Yes Mistress," the lawyer answered.

"Is there a way you can figure out how to use that evidence? It's very important that you get this conviction, do you understand?" the domme instructed.

"Nooo, can't use it, ethics," the DA replied.

"I understand, Emily," Hannah said. "Who do you obey?"

"You, Mistress," the submissive answered.

"Can you figure out a way to use this evidence, Emily?" the domme asked. "It is important to remove these criminals from society, isn't it?"

"I can't lie and just create a trail of paperwork, Mistress," the DA said. "I could lose my license,"

"I understand, Emily, do you think anyone would ever question your ethics?" the domme asked.

"No, Mistress," the lawyer said. "But I don't know for sure."

"Tell me you trust me, Emily." Hannah instructed.

"I trust you, Mistress," the submissive parrotted.

"Do you think I would let you get burned, Emily?" the hypnodomme said with a wry smile.

"No, Mistress," the lawyer answered.

"Close your eyes, Emily," the hypnotist commanded. "You know I will never allow you to get burned, don't you?"

"Yes Mistress," Emily replied.

""When I snap my fingers you will open your eyes and give me your hand," the hypnotist started. "I will place your hand over the candle flame. You will not feel any heat or any pain, your hand will feel normal and not feel anything. You wll realize that I won't allow you to be burned and you can trust me that it is important to remove these criminals from society, that you must lie and create that paper trail to use that evidence, do you understand?"

"Yes Mistress," the lawyer responded.

SNAP

District Attorney Emily Tobias opened her eyes, and again stared into the candle flame as she was conditioned to, and held out her hand for her Mistress, who gently took the right hand and placed it palm down over the candle flame.

"Hold your hand there, Emily," the domme asked as she left her submissive's hand inches above the lit candle. "Do you feel any heat, any pain, any burning?"