Compelling 3
Jillian woke in the morning after her escapades the prior night- attending a BDSM seminar on hypnosis and then touring the convention with the hypnodomme feeling really strange and confused. The first thing she noticed was that she was on top of the bed, not under the covers but she also realized she was wearing her tee-shirt gift from the night before when she attended the hypnosis seminar at the BDSM convention, and she noticed that familiar smell from her nearly nightly activity of watching hypno porn when she couldn't sleep.
She realized she didn't even turn on the laptop last night, it was still charging at the desk in the corner of the room. Her mind flashed to the convention, and the seminar, and walking the grounds with Doctor DeLaurent- then she blushed as her mind reminded her of her intense hypnofantasy of being hypnotized to submit- but there was black shiny rubber involved.
"OMG that was some wild dream," the college student thought to herself as she lazily got up and headed to the bathroom. "Must have been thinking too much about that show the Doctor put on last night."
Jillian was just unable to realize it was more than a dream.
As she walked to the bathroom, JIllian stopped dead in her tracks as she saw the open tube of lipstick standing upright like a beacon for her to see. As she continued her walk to the vanity table, she could not take her eyes off the red lipstick, as she flashed back to the lips of the Doctor and then the red lips of the shapely woman in rubber.
"OMG," she thought as the rubber dominant flashed through her mind.
She then picked up the tube and read the name on the side of the tube- "Rojo Convincente", and thought "there's that word again..."
Putting the tube back on the vanity table, Jillian spied the business card trapped intentionally between the mirror and the wood trim of the mirror frame. She saw the professional business card and began to think about her sleepless nights and was nervous about asking for help. And even more nervous after seeing the Doctor in the BDSM seminar last night.
"I am always so tired, I'm tired of being tired all the time," Jennifer thought as she decided the best immediate course of action was to shower and prepare for her day. A day where she would just likely do schoolwork, take a walk, not fall asleep, then watch hypno porn until the early am hours and wake up feeling tired. Again.
Jillian showered, dressed, then set up her work station for schoolwork. Before she started, she decided food and coffee would be the order of the day, so she set out to the kitchen, made a pot of coffee,grabbed a muffin then went into her bedroom. As she walked in, she looked again right at the business card, and then the lipstick.
"OMG what is wrong with me," she thought, as she felt a shiver looking at the red lipstick tube lying on the table.
"Guess I need to do something about this," Jillian thought as she took the card and then steeled her nerves to actually call the office of the beautiful red lipped psychiatrist. She noticed on the card that the office didn't open until 9 am, so she would have to wait an hour before making the call to get help with her insomnia. Instead, Jillian made her way to her work station and on one laptop she pulled up her financial portfolio, checking how she did the prior week. As a finance major, JIllian had become an online broker for her own account, and she was doing fairly well as a day trader. Well enough to move off campus and live alone.
On the other computer, instead of working on her studies, she pulled up the website of Dr. Alicia DeLaurent, whose office was only a 30 minute drive from her apartment. The office space seemed small but intimate, and then she was the "About the Doctor" section and was taken back.
"Wow," thought Jillian looking at the professional photos of the Doctor on her website. Jillian noticed the dark haired doctor wore a tight fitting black outfit for the pictures, it showed off her ample breasts and the skirt was long enough to be professional but short enough to reveal a beautiful pair of legs. But what resonated with Jillian was the lipstick, the same shade she wore the evening before and the tube Jillian had with her on her vanity, as well as the perfectly matched nails, both her fingers and toes, her toes visible through stiletto style heels.
Jillian walked over to the vanity, and in slow circles put on the lipstick. She then, almost in a daze, went back to the laptop and watched her favorite FF hypno porn. Not wanting to lose track of time, she wanted to make sure she called the Doctor's office to contact Dr. DeLaurent, she set a timer to remind herself to call at 9 am. She didn't want to wait the whole weekend to contact her about her insomnia, and the card said office hours were 9 to noon on Saturdays.
While waiting until 9am, Jillian mindlessly sat and watched the videos, and began by playing with her breasts as she watched, then after about 10 minutes she found her hand in her pants slowly rubbing away. Watching. Rubbing.
When the alarm went off, Jillian shook her head to bring herself back to reality, took a drink of her now cold coffee and calmed her nerves to call the office of Dr. Alicia DeLaurent, putting in the phone number on the card.
"Right on schedule," thought the smiling hypnodomme, as her office phone rang right at 9am. The Doctor didn't schedule any patients for this Saturday since she was performing again in the evening at the BDSM convention. But she did show up expecting this very call. At this very time.
"Doctor's office," Alicia said as she picked up the phone.
"Oh ummm hiii," stammered Jillian as she recognized the voice that answered the phone, which sent her for a loop, as she expected staff to pick up the phone, not the Doctor herself.
"Hello, this is Dr. DeLaurent, how can I help you?" Alicia said as she smiled inwardly at the exchange that was unfolding.
"Well ummm omygod omygod um I'm sorry just so nervous," Jillian tried to explain. "Sooo sorry..."
"That's fine don't worry," Alicia said with a smile. "How about if I just ask you questions and you just answer them will that work for you?"
"Yes, Doctor," Jillian replied, in a familiar phrase from the night before.
"That's wonderful, young lady," Alicia said, as Jillian felt a wave of pleasure course through her body. "Let's start with your name, shall we?"
"Yes, Doctor, my name is Jillian," replied the college student, reminding the doctor of the previous evening when she only provided her first name.
"Just Jillian?" smartly replied the hypnodomme. "May I have your last name, JIllian?"
"Yes, Doctor," Jillian said as her thoughts drifted back to the prior night's events as it were deja vu. "Johnson is my last name."
"Very good then Jillian Johnson," Alicia praised, realizing the effects were still solid in the girl's mind. "What is your problem that you need help with then, Jillian?"
"Insomnia, Doctor," the pretty young girl replied.
"And how did you hear about me, Jillian?" asked the doctor, still playing the professional angle.
"You gave me your card last night, Doctor," stated Jillian, almost feeling transported to the same space as the prior night.
"You are Just Jillian from the show last night, how wonderful!" explained the psychiatrist. "You decided to take me up on my offer to help you then?"
"Yes, Doctor," Jillian answered.
"Well Jillian, I will need your information so we can get things moving," Alicia instructed. "Are you prepared to do that?"
"Yes, Doctor," replied Jillian.
"Good girl, Jillian," prompted the Doctor. "I will need you to fill out some paperwork and insurance things, is that a problem, Jillian?"
"No, Doctor, it isn't a problem," Jillian responded.
Alicia asked for her email address and phone number to email the forms to be completed, and in case they were disconnected.
"I have sent the forms to you Jillian, do you have them?" asked the psychiatrist.
"Yes, Doctor, I have them," Jillian replied.
"Very good, you are a very good sleepy submissive," the hypnodomme said to the girl, triggering her into trance. "Can you still hear me, Jillian?"
"Yes Doctor," replied the slow, steady hypnotized voice on the phone.
"Good girl, Jillian, you take suggestion very well," Alicia mused. "Now, as you are filling out the forms, you will become very confused and need to call back here to get help filling the forms out, do you understand?"
"Yes, Doctor, I understand," the hypnotized girl replied.
"Good girl, just Jillian," the smiling hypnodomme countered. "Awake at three Jillian, one, two, three, wide awake now."
"Good girl, Jillian, if you need help just call back," the Doctor informed the potential new patient.
Jillian, normally a competent and able young woman, followed the suggestions perfectly and called back four times while trying to complete the paperwork with questions as simple as 'what do you mean by primary physician,' to the last one about what is the difference between ID number and group insurance number. The repeated phone calls made Jillian feel vulnerable and incompetent, and it showed in her conversation as she nearly broke down in tears at the repeated failures of completing simple paperwork. It was at that point that Alicia helped soothe Jillian.
"Sleepy submissive," the Doctor calmly said into the phone, sending the frazzled young lady back into the comfort of hypnosis. "Jillian, when you awaken you will no longer have any problems completing the new patient forms I sent you, do you understand?"
"Yes, Doctor," the sleepy girl answered.
"Good girl, Jillian," the doctor told her sleepy submissive, as she heard the tell tale sign of the wave of pleasure making its way through the young woman. "Did you look through my practice's website, Jillian?"
"Yes, Doctor," she answered in her sleepy monotone.
"What did you find that was interesting, Jillian?" probed the hypnodomme.
"Pictures, Doctor," Jillian replied.
"Oh and what pictures are you interested in telling me about?" the psychiatrist asked.
