Jordan Archibald stood at the foot of the bed staring down at her guest, who lay naked, smiling and sated, on the bed- her bra adorning the lamp as her panty lay limp on the floor, as she disconnected the harness that held the large rubber phallus protruding from her midsection. The guest was disheveled, makeup askew on her beautiful face, her body glistening from sweat and other body fluids.
"I must say, Natalia, I do look good on you," the hostess said with a wide smile as she glanced at the clock by the bed. "But it is time to get you back to your room just in case, darling."
"Yes Miss Archibald," the sexy submissive replied, catching a towel thrown at her from her dominant partner.
The pretty pair got minimally dressed as they prepared for Natalia to return to the guest suite where her husband currently was sleeping deeply after the expert ministrations completed by his beautiful wife.
"Did you enjoy that, darling?" Jordan asked as she put on her robe.
"Very much, Miss Archibald," Natalia replied without blinking an eye.
"You, my darling Natalia, are a very fun and sexy little submissive," Jordan said as she looked her in the eyes. "I can get used to having you around."
"I want to be around, Miss Archibald," the submissive replied.
"Good girl, Natalia," Jordan answered. "And I shall always be prepared to guide you, darling."
Natalia by then had relocated her bra and panty and put them on, and didn't really know how to respond to the last comments, so she just looked down at the floor.
"Natalia, look at me darling," Jordan instructed.
Natalia looked up, right into the face of the now familiar pocket watch.
"Watch the watch, darling," Jordan said as she spun the watch at eye level of her new submissive.
Natalia sank into hypnosis as soon as she heard the SNAP from her hypnotist's fingers.
"Sit on the bed darling," Jordan instructed as she stood over the pretty submissive.
"You have done very well, darling, I am very pleased so far," the dominant began. "Would you like Natalia to become more permanent, let her be your true personality?"
"I think so, Miss Archibald," the tranced beauty replied slowly.
"Has Ethan ever played with you like that darling?" Jordan asked.
"Nooooo, Miss Archibald..." Natalie replied.
"Did you like that darling?" The hypnotist continued.
"Yessssss, Miss Archibald...." the hypnotized guest replied with a short shallow breath.
"Soon you will have more of that darling," Jordan told the hypnotized wife. "But for now let's get you ready for the morning and the next few days. I'm afraid you won't remember this, darling."
Natalia gave a sigh. Jordan took her index finger and lifted her subject's chin.
"Trust me darling, I know the best way to guide you." the hypnotist said as she stared into the deeply hypnotized eyes of her subject before kissing her deeply.
"Lie down and close your eyes darling," the domme instructed. "Very good, darling, now listen carefully to your instructions..."
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Natalie, ring back on her finger, padded back to the guest suite. Ethan was still asleep in bed as she entered the bedroom. The pretty wife picked up the champagne bottle and poured a glass for herself and drank it as she looked at her sleeping husband. Then another glass, finally a third glass before she climbed into bed and began using her hand on herself. As she played, Ethan slept deeply, while Natalie thought of working for the stunningly attractive Jordan Archibald before reaching climax next the the deeply sleeping Ethan.
Once completing her latest task, Natalie fell to sleep, only to awaken at her husband clanging around the suite, his look giving off the vibe of a very intense hangover. As she awoke, Natalie felt that same feeling of hangover.
"What was in that champagne last night," Ethan opened with as he saw his wife open her eyes. "I don't remember anything after opening the bottle."
"Well I do," Natalie laughed, albeit softly in her hungover state. "Certainly you noticed things when you went to shower this morning."
"Yeah I definitely did," Ethan said. "I just wish i remembered, I know it looked like we had a really good time."
"You have no idea how good," Natalie replied as she headed to the bathroom to shower. "We have breakfast at 9am, clients and Miss Archibald, we can't be late, it's important."
"I am ready Nat, we are just waiting on you," Ethan said as he headed to his bag.
Ethan, who never knew about his wife's social media stardom before she met him, also had his own secrets to keep. He took out his laptop as his wife entered the shower and opened it. He checked his messages, but not for the business he shared with Natalie, but for his true profession. He was an agent for Interpol, working specifically on counterfeit art sales and smuggling. He reconciled this secret life by telling himself that Natalie not knowing was keeping her safe. And as his cover, he was actually running a fairly successful import export business with Natalie.
He sent a quick message off to his Interpol team that he had not found anything unusual or counterfeit in his most recent dealings, and would be on the move traveling in the next week or so, where an itinerary would follow. He also sent in a list of potential new clients for his team to investigate, courtesy of Jordan Archibald.
Ethan logged out of the computer as Natalie exited the shower and dressed. Right on schedule at 8:55 am, the couple exited the room and were escorted to the main dining room where a large table was set for the special guests who stayed in the mansion, and some clients who returned to discuss business.
Again, directly seated to the left of the hostess was Natalie, her husband seated on her left. Entering the main dining room, the Davisons were greeted by staff, and taken to their seats, though along the way several potential clients stopped them along their way to discuss how eager they were for the couple to start working for them.
A staff member, dressed in the sharply tailored uniform of black and white, accessorized by dangling pocket watch earrings, hit a gong to attract the attention of the group. Jordan Archibald took the opportunity to speak to the gathering.
"It's breakfast, what in the world is she going to possibly say?" Ethan asked his wife incredulously.
"Ethan, quiet... It's her home and her show," Natalie reprimanded. "And I do want to hear what Miss Archibald has to say."
"Miss Archibald? Nat, she's only a little bit older than you, I don't get it...." Ethan said.
"Well Ethan, I know you respect her and this is how I choose to show respect," Natalie replied. "It wouldn't hurt to show respect to someone as accomplished as Miss Archibald. She does want me to continue working for her."
"I think that's a good idea, Nat...." Ethan said with a semi vacant look in his eyes. "I respect Miss Archibald..."
"I'm glad you see things that way, Ethan," Natalie said with a wide smile as she hugged her husband tightly. "Now quiet, don't interrupt..."
"Welcome everyone, this is a very nice way to end our grand opening of these glorious timepieces," Jordan started. "But enough of me, let's eat and then you are free to roam the displays."
The crowd then sat and enjoyed their breakfast, but as always Jordan Archibald controlled the conversation and the crowd, mainly with Natalie and Ethan.
"I trust you slept well, Ethan?" the hostess asked.
"I guess so, though I guess a bit too much bubbly last night," Ethan replied.
"Well that will happen from time to time," Jordan answered with a knowing twinkle in her eye. "Especially with the very good bubbly."
"And how about you darling," Jordan asked as she grabbed the arm of Natalie. "I trust you slept well?"
"Yes Miss Archibald," Natalie replied, feeling the warmth of the touch from her hostess.
