Another Opening Night Show Closes

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.

"Jenna, this is the promoter of the weekend events, when I snap my fingers you will introduce yourself and refer to him as Sir," the Mistress commanded.

"I will obey," the young woman replied, still holding the safe hand of her hypnotist.

SNAP

"Hello, Sir, I am Jenna," the young woman said on cue.

"Hello Jenna, you look lovely in pink," the promoter replied. "And you look very excited."

"Jenna, tell the man what has you excited," the Mistress began. "Are you excited by hypnosis?"

"I love being hypnotized, it is very exciting, Ma'am..." Jenna said slowly.

"Good girl," the Mistress said. "When I snap my fingers you will not pay attention to what is being said until you hear me say your name again. It will be play time for you as well, until you hear me say your name. Do you understand?"

"I will obey..." the young woman replied.

"She is really deep, isn't she," the promoter said.

"As deep as any subject I have ever had after only a few days," the Mistress said. "She is a good girl."

The promoter watched as Jenna' body, mostly her shorts, twitched at the praise, and nodded and pointed to the shorts.

SNAP

Jenna uncoupled her hand from the Mistress, lifted her shirt, and began again playing with her nipples, which further extended the growing wet spot in the tight pink shorts.

"She will not hear a thing until I say her name," the Mistress said. "But I will use her for the show later, she is pretty well there. A few things before showtime and she will be a star."

"What have you got planned?" the promoter asked.

"Oh, don't worry, you will absolutely love it," the Mistress replied. "Is this the bag of things I asked for?"

"Yes, it is," the promoter said. "I really don't want them back...."

The two laughed as the Mistress looked in the bag, closed it and placed it under her arm.

"Jenna," the Mistress said loudly. "Stop playtime."

The pair looked on as Jenna ended her heavy handed reverie of manipulating her nipples, causing a near full wet spot in her shorts. The hypnotist smiled as the young woman assumed her hypnotized standing position, hands at her sides, nearly vacant smile on her face.

The Mistress held out her hand, which the hypnotized Jenna immediately reached for, as the Mistress led him from the promoter's room, down the hall and to the Mistress's room.

Once there, the Mistress stood Jenna before the mirror and praised him for the following suggestions so far.

"Jenna, we are going to prepare you for the show later," the Mistress began. "You will feel safe and comfortable throughout the show, because I will be holding your hand at some points, and you will be able to focus on my eyes at other points, do you understand?"

"Yes... Ma'am..." the young woman replied.

"Very good girl, Jenna," the Mistress said. "We have some important things to prepare you for, so pay attention, Jenna."

The Mistress took out a collar and leash out of the bag, and placed it on the table next to the hypnotized Jenna, standing hands at her sides, vacant smile, excitement showing in her shorts.

The Mistress thought silently to himself "good, she didn't flinch with the collar and leash, That should mean good things as we discuss her boyfriend..."

* * *

The sign outside the small ballroom officially welcomed people to the end of the weekend hypnosis show featuring the Mistress of Sleep, her large, amazonian yet feminine figure on the signage. Inside, a reasonably good crowd was in attendance, many people already leaving based on travel time, flights and the like.

As the show began, The Mistress of Sleep walked out hand in hand with her volunteer, still wearing her all pink outfit. Wearing a wireless headset, the Mistress deposited Jenna in a chair, and placed her hand on her head and gave her the first suggestion.

"Sleep for me...."

Jenna's head dutifully slumped into her chest as she sank deeper into hypnosis.

"Good girl, Jenna," the Mistress praised. "Silently count yourself deeper as you sit here, from five to zero, continuing until you hear me say your name again, hearing nothing until you hear your name, do you understand?"

"I will obey..." the young woman replied, quietly.

Jenna sat in the chair and you could see her lips mouthing the numbers as she counted down.

"Tonight we will see a demonstration of hypnosis like no other," the Mistress said. "Our brave volunteer has only begun her hypnotic journey this very weekend."

The small crowd made some noise at the statement.

"You will see the power of hypnosis," the Mistress said. "The ability to lower inhibitions, see things differently, use the imagination, all will be on display tonight for your enjoyment. Please do not make any loud noises, we do not want to awaken or frighten our brave new volunteer."

The Mistress nodded, and someone brought out a full length mirror and placed it in the center of the stage area in the theater in the round with people looking down at the hypnotist and subject from seats all around.

"First, let me demonstrate the power of conditioning and hypnosis," the Mistress said as she approached Jenna. "Our young subject has been conditioned to follow a few simple suggestions to deepen trance, find hypnosis exciting, and feel comfortable being hypnotized."

The Mistress made a small adjustment to the mirror then moved over to Jenna.

"Watch how she focuses on my eyes and will move to take hold of my hand as we move through the evening," the Mistress explained. "These are conditioned hypnotic responses."

A big smile crossed the large hypnotist's face.

"Jenna, open your eyes," the Mistress said, as she towered over the woman seated in the purposely low chair.

The Mistress smiled as Jenna found the eyes of the hypnotist, gazing up with that perfect, near vacant smile. The crowd noticed.

"Jenna, are my eyes comfortable to look into?" The Mistress asked.

"Yes... Ma'am..." Jenna replied.

The Mistress took a few steps, finishing in front of the full length mirror. Once there, she held out her hands, palms up at Jenna.

The young woman saw the theatrical manner of the Mistress extending her hands, and she arose from the chair, walked to the Mistress, and placed her hands on those much larger, more powerful hands.

"Good girl, Jenna," the Mistress praised, as she had all weekend. "Does it feel safe to hold my hand, Jenna?"

"Yes... Ma'am..." the young woman in pink answered.

"Good girl, Jenna," the Mistress praised. "When I snap my fingers, you may close your eyes and count silently deeper from 5 to zero again, hearing nothing until I say your name, do you understand?"

"I will obey..." was the suggestion's reply.

SNAP

Jenna closed her eyes, and the mouthing of numbers to count herself deeper resumed.

"As I said, the volunteer has been conditioned to take my hand when I extend it, whether awake or under hypnosis," the Mistress said. "It is reinforced by the phrase 'good girl', which as you will see as we move along is very effective as a reward."

The Mistress resumed looking at Jenna.

"Jenna, open your eyes," the Mistress said.

The crowd noticed the young woman once again focusing on the eyes of the hypnotist.

"Good girl," the Mistress started, and he, and some of the crowd, noticed a deep breath and a sigh. "Jenna, when I snap my fingers, you will awaken from hypnosis, feeling so wonderful knowing you were such a good girl, deeply hypnotized, so excited and relaxed by hypnosis. You will feel very calm and relaxed as you notice the crowd."

SNAP

Jenna opened her eyes, slowly, as the Mistress removed her hands from Jenna and moved across the stage. As Jenna reached full awareness, she noticed she was at the event as the volunteer.

"Jenna, how are you feeling, standing on stage at the show you volunteered for, do you find hypnosis relaxing and exciting?" the Mistress asked.

"Thank you for hypnotizing me, it's very exciting..." the young woman replied, her eyes again finding the Mistress.

That fact did not go unnoticed by the audience.

"Good girl, Jenna," the Mistress said, "You are doing great in front of all these people."

People also noticed the wet pink shorts.

The Mistress held out her hands once again, palms up, to the awake Jenna, who made her way over to the hypnotist and placed her hands on those large, comforting safety nets as she gazed into the eyes of the hypnotist and smiled.