Authors Note: This is the final chapter in the Doctor of Domination series, thank you for your patience in completing the saga. Feedback is always appreciated in comments!
It was showtime, New Year's Eve, and the headline hypnosis show was about to begin, Dominants, submissives, bystanders, new to the lifestyle all poured into the reconfigured room to hold the crowd, larger than the opening show. In the wings, the Doctor of Domination was ready, escorted by her very beautiful VIP Jennifer Sloan and her promoter, the now well trained submissive Monique Masters.
"Well ladies, showtime," the Doctor said to the women as she was ready to take the stage. "Take your seat, Jennifer. Enjoy the show."
"Yes, Ma'am," the girl responded, wearing her favorite blue lycra with subtle black spirals on the breast cups. As she made her way to the front row seat, she realized she was not at all out of place dressed in this manner, and she realized most in the room were envious of her stature as a new interest for the talented and beautiful Doctor of Domination, Alicia DeLaurent.
"As for you, Monique, you have been very helpful in preparing me for what Miss Alana has planned," the Doctor said. "Even if you didn't really want to help. But no matter, you have pleased me, so as you watch the show do enjoy the feelings of submission you undoubtedly will feel as I orchestrate things from center stage."
"Yes Mistress," the promoter said with nobody in earshot.
"Enjoy the show, I have a few surprises," The Doctor of Domination said as she turned and stared her submissive promoter in the eyes. "And you will go along with every single one, like a very good girl."
"Yes, Mistress," the one time mentor replied, half excited to please her Mistress, half dreading what she was going to see along with her paying crowd.
The house music came up letting everyone know the show was soon to begin, and the final stragglers made their way to their seats. Alicia DeLaurent let out a deep, cleansing breath as she confidently waited for the introduction to start the festivities.
"Dominants and submissives, switches and newbies, welcome to your New Year's Eve Hypnosis Extravaganza!" the house announcer started. "Rise to your feet and greet our headline performer, Heaven's Hypnodomme, the Doctor of Domination, Mistress Alicia!"
The crowd rose to their feet to greet the beautiful hypnodomme who thoroughly entertained the crowd in the opening show a few short days ago. Slowly and confidently the domme, dressed in a combination of lace and lycra, all black, with her now trademark rojo red lips and nails, her hazel, almond shaped eyes perfectly framed in seductive and alluring makeup, made her way to center stage, where a single microphone stand was stationed.
"Happy New Year's Eve, everyone," the Doctor of Domination said to the crowd as she walked out from backstage. "It has been my pleasure to entertain you this week, I hope you enjoy this show as much as the opener!"
The crowd clapped and cheered for the lovely hypnotist.
"I would be remiss to think I was the only hypnosis dominant here," the Doctor began. "We are all graced with the presence of another talented hypnotist and performer, one I hope to work with in the future. She does not know it but I would like to welcome Miss Alana to come on down and take a bow, she has done some amazing shows for our favorite show Monique Masters and I wanted to acknowledge that publicly! Miss Alana, come on down!"
The crowd politely cheered, but nobody began heading down to meet the Doctor. In the audience, Miss Alana was hearing alarm bells in her head, wondering what was happening.
"Miss Alana, come on down and take a bow, we are all waiting for you!" the hypnodomme called out. "Let's let this crowd meet you!"
Finally a single figure began to make way down to the stage area. Alicia DeLaurent smiled in anticipation, as she placed the wireless mic in the stand at center stage taking a few steps toward the woman making her way to center stage.
As the Doctor of Domination made her way to Miss Alana, she nodded to the stage crew sound manager and as she met the MIstress, loud dance music began to play and all 8 of the subs on loan to the headliner for the event began to move on stage and begin a dance routine.
At the exact time the music began and the subs began dancing, the Doctor of Domination reached out with her right hand to shake hands with Alana, while her left hand reached for the back of the neck of the young woman who was looking around wondering what was happening, her senses overloaded at all the activity and the surprise of being called onstage.
As she shook the hand of the young Miss Alana with her right hand, the Doctor of Domination pulled the woman in close to her with her left hand and instructed the woman.
"Sleep," the Doctor of Domination suggested as she completed the rapid induction. The sensory overload found the young hypnodomme embraced in a hug, her mind sinking into hypnosis as the Doctor of DOmination talked ot her and rhythmically rocked her to trance.. "Sleep and relax and go deep, Sleep. Relax, Go deep."
To anyone looking on, it simply appeared the two women were hugging and whispering to one another as the loud show continued. The dance and the music provided the perfect distraction to allow the Doctor of Domination a very stealth, yet very public rapid induction of her want-to-be rival.
Once the Doctor felt the young would-be rival was deep enough, she led her backstage while the dance routine, complete with poles, entertained the crowd. It was Dancing with the Stars meets Burlesque Show meets Chippendales meets a night at any high end Gentlemen's Strip Club.
"Every step you take will take you deeper into hypnosis, each step deepening your trance, Alana," the Domme continued her suggestions as she continued the walk backstage. "Walk with me, each step takes you deeper, so wonderful to sink so deep. That's it, step, sink. Step. Sink. Step. Sink."
"Very good Alana, you're doing very well," the Domme instructed as she led the hypnotized woman to a chair in the darkened backstage with a very clear view to center stage. Standing close by was show promoter Monique Masters. "Alana, eyes on me now. Tonight, every time I count someone deeper into hypnosis, or suggest going deeper into hypnosis, you will find yourself sinking deeper with the suggestion. All of those suggestions apply to you, Alana. You will enjoy sinking so deep, so relaxed, so open. Nod your head if you understand."
The tell-tale signs of trance were evident in the young hypnotist as she quietly nodded her head slowly up and down. The Doctor had no plans to let the young woman, who told the promoter, Monique Masters, she had plans to sabotage the show, off the hook, no matter how angelic she looked in trance. The Doctor checked her watch, and saw she still had about 5 minutes of music and dance entertaining the crowd.
"Now Alana, answering questions honestly and quickly will feel wonderful and help you go so deep. What were your plans to sabotage the show?" the Doctor asked.
"At my command, subs, and the subs in the show were going to spray whoever was at the microphone at center stage with paint pellets," the younger hypnotist.
"You hypnotized the subs in the show?" the domme asked.
"Yes," the young woman responded.
"Have you hypnotized anyone else associated with me?" the Doctor asked, her eyes narrowing. "Answer me openly and honestly as if you were awake."
"Yes, That little bitch toy in blue you parade around," the hypnotized dominant answered honestly.
"What did you do with her," the Doctor asked in a terse manner, her blood pressure rising. "Answer openly and honestly."
"When I was done with her I looked like a smurf between my legs," the hypnotist said, a reference to the ever present blue makeup and lipstick the Doctor had introduced in Jennifer Sloan.
"You fucking bitch," the Doctor of Domination said as she felt the rage building in her, but realized that any rash suggestions based on emotion would not bear fruit, that she needed to stay with her plan and the long game. Alicia DeLaurent took a long, deep breath to calm her anger.
"Alana, I want you to begin counting down from 1,000. Each number will take you deeper. When you finish, start again," the incensed Doctor ordered to the woman who sat in the dark backstage but had a clear view of center stage. "Do you understand?"
"Yes," responded the hypnotized woman.
"Very good," the Doctor said, as she made her way back to center stage. "Monique, get my black bag from my dressing room and bring it here now, leave it behind this bitch's chair."
"Yes, Doctor," the promoter said as she went to her headliner's dressing room to get the bag as instructed.
The submissives, on loan for the show to Alicia DeLaurent, froze in place as the music ended. Two subs at each of the poles, the male slave standing behind the female slave.
"What a talented group of subs we have tonight, let's hear it for them!" the Doctor of Domination exclaimed. "And to think, not one of our subs has any prior experience with a pole!"
The crowd roared with approval as the Doctor, standing next to a well endowed male submissive, paused before saying "well a dance pole anyway."
The crowd laughed at the double entendre.
"Now let's see how they do in the ballroom, shall we?" the Doctor said, as she turned and snapped her fingers. "Subbies, it's time for a change!"
The subs all began to remove their current clothes, and a slow sriptease act began as the sound crew provided the perfect accompanying music for the display. Their costumes for the erotic dance just completed were slowly shed piece by piece, and all the subs eventually changed at center stage into the clothes from a box behind each pole. Their new costumes featured the women wearing 1950's style bullet bras and panties, while their male dance partners wore a matching color speedo. The 4 couples were all color coordinated for their group ballroom number.
"I figured you wouldn't mind them changing right here," Mistress Alicia said with a laugh. "It is New Years' Eve, so music and dancing are always part of the festivities! And just so you know, the girl's costumes match the music and dance they will entertain you with from the 1950's. It's a little swing dancing, a little bop, dominants and submissive, the Lindy Hop,"
The 1950's music began to play and the Doctor of Domination provided the audience another distraction so she could go backstage and handle her newly hypnotized wannabe rival. The seductive style of dancing would provide entertaining cover while the Doctor continued her stealth mission of deeply hypnotizing and controlling the young upstart Alana.
Alicia DeLaurent made her way backstage and headed right over to the young hypnotist who sat in her chair counting backwards. Her black bag was behind the chair where the promoter left it. The doctor reached into the bag and took out a vial and syringe, as Monique Masters looked on.
"Don't give me any kind of look, Monique," the Doctor told the promoter as she filled the syringe with the clear liquid from the vial. The Doctor carefully set the syringe down and took out the rubber hose and tied it around the exposed left arm of the still counting down Miss Alana.
"Three hundred and three," the young woman said as the doctor looked at her and then back to Monique Masters, her promoter.
"But you are right, I don't need to do this in this way, that would make me no better than her." the professional psychiatrist said as she carefully put away the needle and vial without using them before removing the tubing around the upper arm of Alana. "You may stop counting now Alana. Remember any instructions I give to deepen trance will always apply to you. Maintain your focus on me, and follow all of my instructions."
