It was finale day for the BDSM Convention, and Dr. Alicia DeLaurent was prepared for a very big show to end the three day run of shows, two for new to BDSM and hypnosis, and the final presentation for those established in the community. After her morning fun with her newest subject, she went home to rest and prepare for the show, which would be an audience of about 50, all verifying through their ticket purchase that they were experienced in the BDSM community and would be attending a very adult presentation, more detailed and in depth than the prior two.
Arriving home, the Doctor of Domination removed her one piece lycra yoga outfit, and showered. The brunette, who had dark hair with several natural flecks of lighter brown mixed in, showered, washed her hair and prepared the rest of her outfit for the evening. WIth one special VIP guest in mind, Alicia chose a black rubber pencil skirt with matching full sleeve rubber top with knee hi black, 4 inch stiletto boots. The five foot, seven inch tall beauty would tower over most women, adding to the perception of her power, and the rubber would show off the curves she had in all the right places, particularly her very ample breasts.
Her makeup would feature the 'Rojo' red lips, with matching nail polish, and accentuate the almond shape of her hazel eyes, which seemed to change color depending on the light. Eyelashes that extended past the outside of her eye accentuated the eyes, and gave her a sexy, exotic look. A look that garnered attention even in jeans and a hooded sweatshirt.
The sexy, confident, dominant look she shows, with her credentials, have enabled this young hypnodomme to be considered a rising star in the community, and her seminars, shows and demonstrations have been nothing but reviewed in the highest regard. Her talent, and her ability to command a room, had Alicia DeLaurent's audiences in awe, and impressed, and right where she wanted them, on the end of her string.
On the end of that string currently was pretty 22-year old college senior Jillian Johnson, who has been a fan of hypnosis and domination for years, mostly through videos online featuring F/f hypnosis domination, seeing herself as the one being controlled. After 2 years of online fun featuring late nights of watching hypnosis videos and files, Jillian finally went to the live show when it was near college and had a front row seat for the "New to Hypnosis and BDSM" seminar the prior evening. Close enough she was hypnotized as she actively listened as the beautiful hypnodomme Alicia DeLaurent was performing a whispered induction to one of the evening's veteran volunteer subjects.
All those late nights, fueled by stress of school and an overdrive to succeed, led the college coed to seek ways to remediate her insufferable insomnia, which led her to hypnosis, which led her to hypnosis domination video, which led her to hypno domination files, which led her to her first ever live hypno show at a BDSM conference. And that show led her further down the rabbit hole without a lucky rabbit's foot.
Jillian made it home after her trip to find the matching nail polish for her new favorite lipstick, "Rojo Convincente", which led to what in her mind was a chance meeting with Dr. Alicia DeLaurent, who helped her find the nail polish, and had the girl sign up at her yoga studio and bought her three one piece yoga outfits. Jillian decided to hit the books for a while after putting her new purchases away. In her bedroom, purse still slung over her shoulder, she looked in the mirror and saw her lipstick was smudged.
Unprompted, she dropped the yoga outfits on the bed, took her lipstick out of her purse, and applied it- but in her now favorite slow, circular motion in a five count. Five circles. Each relaxing her further. Circle. After circle. After circle. After circle. After circle. The result was a much more relaxed Jillian Johnson, who counted the five circles in her mind, as she slowly felt herself fading into a blissful relaxed state, courtesy of the lesson from the Doctor of Domination.
Seeing the black yoga outfit at the top of the bed, Jillian slowly undressed, starting with her shoes, working her way until she was naked, her thin frame and small breasts fully and openly exposed. Slowly, almost in a slow motion dream like speed, Jillian put on the black yoga outfit sans underwear, and went back over to the mirror to look at herself in the tight fitting black yoga gear.
Jillian would have smiled, if she could, but after the prior evening, and her escapade earlier in the day, and now with the lipstick, she was left in a state of relaxed bliss. She looked at herself in the mirror, which had become a bit engorged at the simple task of putting on the tight black outfit. But seeing herself in the outfit- wIth 'Rojo' red lips and matching nails, was putting her back into that familiar state from the night before, and again earlier in the day in the yoga store dressing room with Doctor DeLaurent, pushed the pretty finance major even further down the rabbit hole.
Instinctively, she began to play with her breasts through the outfit, slowly, timidly at first. Then the word 'aggressively' popped into her head, and she started playing with abandon. She could have been aggressively playing for five minutes or an hour, she had no idea before she was taken out of her blissful existence by her phone in her purse, two feet away on the vanity table right next to the Rojo Convincente lipstick she proudly wore.
The ringtone was one she couldn't ignore, as she shook her head to try and fully awaken before answering the phone.
"Hello," the still recovering, semi relaxed girl answered.
"Hello Jillian," said the familiar voice that seemed permanently etched in her mind.
"Hello Doctor," Jillian replied, her body reacting to the voice.
"You seem a bit out of it, Jillian, are you all right?" the hypnodomme asked.
"Yyyess Dddoctorrr, IIi'm gggooddd," the girl stammered.
"Sleepy submissive," the hypnodomme said, triggering her newest subject into hypnosis again. "What were you doing, JIllian? Tell me everything since you got home, do not leave out one detail please."
"Yes, Doctor," Jillian began. "I came home, was putting new yoga outfits away. Saw lipstick was smudged. Reapplied it like you showed me. Five circles. Very relaxed. Put on black yoga outfit. Looked in mirror, hot. Red lips red nails. Like you. Played with my breasts. Answered phone. Talk to you."
"How wonderful, Jillian. You have a very naughty and fun subconscious, I love that and can't wait to take that naughty little subconscious of yours for a ride," the hypnodomme responded. "And to think you did that all on your own, how naughty JIllian, such a good girl."
The praise sent a welcome wave of pleasure through the young lady, prompting a slight knee buckle and a mild "ohhh."
"Thank you for that wonderful entertainment, Jillian, did you enjoy your playtime you just had?" asked the Doctor.
"Yes, Doctor," responded the girl.
"And you like your new yoga outfits?" continued the Domme.
"Yes, Doctor," responded the hypnotized girl.
"Have a favorite one Jillian?" further asked the hypnodomme. "Which one?"
"The black one, Doctor," answered the girl in a slow monotone.
"Why is that Jillian?" asked the smiling hypnodomme.
"Reminds me of you, Doctor," responded the sleepy submissive.
"Oh how wonderful, JIllian, we just met and I am already making this impression?" queried the psychiatrist.
"Yes, Doctor," the girl replied without hesitation despite being hypnotized.
"Good girl, Jillian," the domme told her new subject. "For the rest of the afternoon, no more lipstick, no more playing with your breasts. No more circles for your lipstick application, we can't have you slipping under when you are going to be driving. When I count to three, you will awaken and we will pick up our conversation where we left off, do you understand?"
"Yes, Doctor, I understand," Jillian said, in her familiar refrain and cadence.
"You will be very excited for the show tonight Jillian, and you do want to make a good impression since you are my VIP guest," the hypnodomme suggested. "Do you understand?"
"Yes, Doctor, I understand," the black lycra clad subject replied.
"Very good, Jillian," the domme told the girl. "Awake at three."
"One."
"Two."
"Three."
"So anyway Jillian I got confirmation that your insurance company got all the paperwork and will let me know in a few days about the coverage" the psychiatrist said, in her professional manner of speaking. "I just wanted to let you know we should hear soon. They are usually within 7 business days."
There was no update from any insurance company, it was Saturday, but Alicia DeLaurent was curious how her subject handled the last few hours, and wanted to assess her situation. A situation whose results had the Doctor of Domination well pleased, with a cat catching a canary grin.
"Thank you Doctor," the awake but still a bit confused subject answered.
"Well, I will see you tonight, won't I, Jillian?" asked the domme.
"Yes, Doctor," replied the still groggy girl.
"Doctor's orders, see you tonight!" Alicia said as she ended the call.
The smiling hypnodomme admired her reflection in the mirror, thinking how wonderful it was to be able to make such an impression on someone so quickly, removed the towel from her hair and began the long, slow preparation of getting ready for the evening's festivities.
Jillian, meanwhile, finally alert after her self imposed relaxation session, sat down and began to take care of her studies. She set a timer to allow herself enough time to prepare to go back to the final night and see Dr. DeLaurent's seminar with participating BDSM community members. Always one to be consumed with whatever she was doing, Jillian had long been setting timers to remind her to take on the next task. She had never been so consumed so quickly as she was currently, in her interaction with the stunning hypnodomme who was paying careful attention to her.
"I am definitely looking forward to going tonight. I don't want to miss this or be late," Jillian thought as she sat and started to work on her studies as she set her phone's timer. The thought of changing out of the yoga gear never crossed her mind.
She took out the lanyard the Doctor had given her earlier, stared at it and mouthed "holy shit, VIP...."
The VIP worked on her studies until she heard the alarm on her phone remind her to start getting ready for the seminar tonight. The alarm caught her by surprise, as she was fully engaged in her schoolwork, but hearing it she felt a pang of excitement. In deciding what to wear she was torn, as she was thoroughly enjoying wearing the one piece yoga outfit, but was not prepared to wear it in public except at the gym with clothes to cover the top at least in traveling to and from the studio, but she did not really want to take it off either. Jillian decided to leave the black yoga gear on, but cover it with a sweater and a pair of jeans and boots.
Jillian spent extra time completing her makeup, thinking it would never measure up to the beautiful Doctor, but she still wanted to put in that effort to show herself at her very best. Finally satisfied, the last thing the special guest did was reapply her Rojo lipstick, this time without relaxing herself at all.
A million thoughts raced through Jillian's mnd as she drove the 30 minutes to the event, ranging from how excited she was to be a VIP for the Doctor, to hoping she didn't get embarrassed for wearing her yoga outfit, to hoping her makeup was done well enough to be pleasing for the Doctor, to wondering if she should volunteer for the Doctor at the event, to being afraid to be hypnotized because she knew she wouldn't ever go back.
Upon arriving, Jillian showed her VIP lanyard and was escorted right to the seminar room, the same one from the prior evening. She felt a shiver through her core as she entered the room, which was rapidly filling up. Jillian wanted to just take a seat in the back, but someone noticed the VIP lanyard and said there was a seat marked VIP in the front. Definitely not wanting to be the center of attention, Jillian quietly headed to where she was told the seat was and sat down. Shortly thereafter, the room filled, with people dressed in clothing ranging from work clothes, to leather, to rubber. Jillian noticed three women in the front all dressed in some form of catsuit, one was spotted, and two had cat ears, whiskers and a tail.
The lights flickered and then went dark, and when the lights came back up the stunning Alicia DeLaurent, billed as the "Doctor of Domination" was standing at the front of the room, microphone in hand. Everyone stopped, and you could hear a pin drop as the crowd stared at the rubber pencil skirt with matching full top clad hypnodomme, who stood holding her hands straight out from her shoulders, mic in the right hand, a jade teardrop crystal in her left. She was perfectly made up, her almond shaped eyes perfectly accentuated with eyelashes and makeup, with her lips in Rojo. Four inch stiletto heeled boots made her look taller, adding to her already dominant presence.
"WOW!" shouted a male voice in the crowd "She's really hot!"
Alicia never broke character, and continued her pose until silence again reigned, while she immediately and subtly realized who the rude screamer was. By never breaking character, Alicia exerted her dominance in the room. Slowly she moved her right hand and microphone down while lifting up the left hand with the teardrop jade chain. In one slow, synchronous quarter circle, her left hand was above her head, dangling the jade crystal, while the microphone was at her chest ready for her to use. The hypnodomme's eyes focused on the crystal, and soon everyone in the room fell in line, and focused on the crystal. Once she felt all the eyes on the crystal, the Doctor of Domination let her gaze move to the rude screamer, as she looked right through him smiling the entire time.
