Another Opening Night -- The Show Closes...
"Jenna, Jenna, open the door, time for our discussion!" the Mistress said authoritatively but not threateningly through the door where the young woman was staying.
Hearing the Mistress's voice at the door again spurred Jenna to action--though she really had no idea what action to take consciously. Still wearing the stained bikini, evidence of her efforts the night before on her bikini, face, breasts, hands and legs, the still waking, still confused young woman went to the voice that hypnotizes her.
Jenna opened the door, then turned to head to the bathroom.
The Mistress smiled as she tried to move quickly.
"Stop one second, Jenna," the Mistress instructed the still waking young lady. "Turn and face me, now."
The college student stopped. Why she stopped, Jenna most likely would be unable to explain, looking like she did. After stopping, Jenna turned and faced her hypnotist.
"Good girl, Jenna," the Mistress praised. "I see you were very excited by hypnosis yesterday."
Jenna turned crimson as she blushed, and yet she still found herself finding those eyes of her hypnotist, the eyes of comfort. Eyes easy to look into.
"Yes... Ma'am..." she responded, causing the Mistress to smile.
"Jenna, good hypnotized girls react to the excitement and relaxation of hypnosis all the time, it isn't anything to be ashamed of," the Mistress affirmed. "And physical reaction is just a normal part of the excitement of hypnosis, don't you agree?"
"Yess... Ma'am...." Jenna replied slowly, her confusion growing.
The veteran Mistress paused, allowing Jenna to gain further comfort in her eyes before proceeding.
"Jenna, I need something from you today," the Mistress said. "If you want more hypnosis, you will need to agree to be my volunteer for the afternoon show. Do you want to be my volunteer so you may have more hypnosis?"
"Yes... Ma'am..." Jenna replied, in that now established refrain of question by hypnotist, 'yes' answer by subject.
"I will need more than just a 'yes, Ma'am', Jenna," the Mistress stated. "Ask for what you want so you may be hypnotized again today."
"Yes... Ma'am... May I be your volunteer today so I may be hypnotized more?" Jenna asked slowly but steadily.
"Good girl, Jenna," the Mistress replied. "Very good girl. You may be my volunteer today, Jenna. We have lots of work to do so you will be the perfect assistant."
"Yes... Ma'am..." Jenna answered, unsure of what else to say as she stood in the pink bikini, body covered in cum, eyes focused on those of the Mistress.
"Sleep for me..."
Jenna stood still, then found her eyes closing and her mind and body comfortably descending back under hypnosis.
"When I snap my fingers you will take your uniform for today with you into the bathroom, shower, clean yourself completely, then go to the hotel cafe and meet me there," the Mistress instructed. "Do you understand?"
"I will obey," Jenna replied.
"Good girl," the Mistress commended, watching the young lady obey flawlessly. "Very good girl."
SNAP
Jenna took the bag from the Mistress and proceeded to head to the bathroom, turned on the shower and climbed in. The pretty co-ed cleaned herself thoroughly--she had been busy the prior night, and ended up with her own cum in various places. As she cleaned her breasts, she felt a thrum as she cleaned her nipples, and it clearly went from her chest and to between her legs, her legs buckling slightly. Never giving it a second worry, a fleeting thought crossed her hypnotized mind...
"It's very exciting..." she thought for that brief second.
Completing the suggestion, she did not continue to do anything more with her nipples, but cleaned up, turned off the shower and dried off.
She opened the bag and began her dressing in the appropriate clothes as suggested by the skilled hypnotist.
First up, a pink micro bikini. Jenna normally didn't wear them, but she figured out the garment and felt the comforting material gently caress things. Next in the bag was a pair of tight pink boy shorts, with pockets. The shorts were just that--short and tight. Next out of the bag was a pair of knee high pink socks, which Jenna sat on the toilet and put on, first the left, then the right. she pulled them up as high as they could go--just below the knee. Next in the bag was a pink shirt with a collar, pocket on the front with a spiral on the pocket. The back read "Volunteer". Jenna put the shirt on, it was tight, form fit her breasts, and ended just above the navel. Like the shorts, the fit was tight. Last in the bag were a pair of pink high top sneakers. Jenna pulled them out, placed them on her sock clad feet and tied the pink laces tight. she stood, and exited the bathroom.
"Good girl, Jenna, you look very ready for another hypnotic day," the Mistress began. "How are you liking hypnosis?"
"Thank you for hypnotizing me, It's very exciting," the young woman said.
The hypnotist held her hands palms up, and like a beacon Jenna walked to the Mistress and placed her hands in those of the larger dominant. Again. The hypnotized girl looked into the eyes of the hypnotist, smiled, and held those hands as the Mistress made small, concentric, comforting circles on the back of both of her subject's hands. The Mistress smiled as the suggestions she was providing were bearing fruit.
"Of course it is, Jenna, good girls love being hypnotized and showing how exciting it is, that is exciting, isn't it?" the Mistress asked with purpose.
"Yes... Ma'am..." the hypnotized young woman with the almost vacant smile answered slowly.
"Now, Jenna, you have agreed to be my volunteer today for the show," the Mistress said. "So we need to prepare you for that, but you know you will be relaxed and excited in hypnosis, and very comforted as I will hold your hand at times during the event, do you understand?"
"Yes... Ma'am..." Jenna answered, slowly and softly, the slight vacant smile returning after the answer.
"Good girl, Jenna," the Mistress said. "Let's start with breakfast, you will need your strength today. You have a very exciting day ahead of you."
"Yes... Ma'am..." she replied almost dreamily.
"As we walk, Jenna you will hold my hand and smile, and greet the people I introduce you to respectfully," the Mistress suggested. "Do you understand?"
"I will obey," the pretty in pink subject replied.
The Mistress smiled as she led Jenna out of the room, and to the elevator. Jenna, standing before the elevator, simply looked up at the white circles with black lettering indicating what floor the elevator was on as it descended to their floor.
The hypnotist smiled as Jenna repeated the pattern from the prior days as they prepared to enter the elevator.
The doors opened, and inside was an older couple, who looked surprised at the two pretty women as they entered--the Mistress in all black, tall and commanding, and Jenna in all pink, smaller, with a noticeably vacant expression, sexy in tight pink. The Mistress smiled and nodded at the pair, as Jenna simply walked in, turned and looked up at those white circles in the elevator.
The doors opened and the Mistress led Jenna to the smaller cafe where there were usually less people, and the pair secured a quiet booth in the back. The Mistress began pushing more for the young subject, who was responding flawlessly so far.
"Jenna, when I snap my fingers, you will go to the bathroom and spend five minutes seated in a stall playing with your nipples, then return to me, do you understand?" the Mistress said, looking into the eyes of the subject.
"I will obey..." Jenna answered.
"Good girl," the Mistress said, continuing the conditioning of reward for positive responses and actions.
SNAP
Jenna quietly got up, exited the booth and slowly made her way to the restroom. The few patrons in the cafe looked at the young woman dressed in pink as she made her way, but Jenna paid them no mind as she focused on her singular task. In the restroom, she paid no attention to the woman at the sink as she immediately made her way to a stall, where she pulled up her tight shirt then took a seat.
Jenna reached her hands under her shirt and began to play with her nipples, an occasional pinch thrown in, and as she played she found that connection was still active--between her legs moistened.
While Jenna played, the Mistress ordered for them both. She smiled when she saw Jenna on her way back from the restroom, shirt tight, nipples prominently poking through the pink fabric, a wet spot could be seen for those looking close enough. Looking at her watch, the Mistress realized it was almost exactly five minutes to the second that her subject returned.
The Mistress stood, held out her hand, and Jenna once again took it, while her eyes locked in on those of the Mistress as she made her way across the dining room floor. Neither cared about the audience watching.
"Good girl, Jenna," the Mistress said. "You look very excited, did you enjoy completing your suggestion?"
"Yes... Ma'am..." she replied as she sat where the Mistress pointed.
"Excellent, Jenna, all good girls like following suggestions when hypnotized," the Mistress replied, pushing the praise phrase. "Eat your breakfast, when you finish, put on these glasses and count yourself deeper, silently, from five to zero, in your head. Continue until I say your name, do you understand?"
"I will obey," Jenna said as she looked into the eyes of the Mistress.
Jenna ate the breakfast before her, half grapefruit, eggs and toast, with orange juice, as she simply obeyed the suggestion to eat. Across the table, the Mistress was watching every move, and satisfied at how well each suggestion was taking hold.
Once complete, Jenna took the dark sunglasses, placed them on her head and started counting down in her head. The Mistress saw a faint movement of the lips mouthing the numbers, and the definitive relaxation of the body as she counted, her hands at her sides, head leaning forward as she furthered her depth of trance.
The waiter returned to check on the progress of breakfast, and the Mistress asked for the check. The waiter was definitely intimidated at the scene, but asked no questions beyond food and drink. The waiter exited as fast as he could--and was pleased the Mistress left cash to pay the bill--but was a bit concerned as she left the booth and headed away from the table. The waiter was relieved that she made her way to the restroom.
While the Mistress was in the restroom, Jenna simply continued to count herself deeper, oblivious to the restaurant and its customers and staff, sunglasses hiding her closed eyes.
The Mistress smiled as her oblivious subject continued her assigned suggestion as she returned to the table.
"Jenna, open your eyes," the Mistress said as she looked across the table. "Hand me your glasses."
Slowly Jenna opened her eyes.
"Let's go, Jenna, we have things to do," the Mistress said, standing and holding out her hand. "You did a very good job with your suggestions this morning, I am pleased you are such a good, hypnotized girl. Did following those suggestions excite you?"
"Yes... Ma'am..." Jenna answered as she took the hand being held out.
Again Jenna followed earlier suggestions as they rode the elevator, sending herself deeper as she stared at the circular white lights, each number sending her hypnotized mind deeper with each flash, whether descending or ascending.
They stopped at the promoter's room, where the pair were invited inside.
