Note: This story features characters from Skaetlett's "Bouquet Bound." It is highly recommended that you read that story first before continuing. Also, since "Bouquet Bound" and "Whiteout" do not take place in the same universe, this story can be considered non-canon to both.
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"You look fine, plaything. Honestly."
Lily stifled a yawn and fidgeted slightly, watching the floor number tick down. "Well, I wanna make a good impression! These are fancy people, I don't want to embarrass you or anything."
Magnolia cupped Lily's chin and peered into their eyes. "Lily. There is nothing that you could do to embarrass me. And even if there was, it certainly wouldn't be your outfit. After all, I couldn't be embarrassed by something I picked out, now could I?"
"I... guess that makes sense." Lily looked down at their outfit, a light blue blouse over a loose skirt and flats. "But, I dunno, this seems kinda casual for a business conference, don't you think?"
"Then it's a good thing you're not going to the conference today."
The elevator dinged, and the doors opened. Magnolia strode confidently out into the lobby, followed by Lily, once they put together what Magnolia just said. "Wait, what?" Lily said. "What do you mean I'm not going to the conference? I flew all the out to Prism City with you, I'm not just
not
going!"
"Trust me, Lily," Magnolia replied, moving towards the front entrance, "you would be bored out of your mind if you came along today. It's all lectures on economic theory and management practices; all I'm looking forward to is the complimentary lunch, and even that's probably going to be mediocre."
"B-But," Lily stammered, practically sprinting to catch up with Magnolia, "if I'm not here, then where
am
I going?"
"Well, I
was
planning to leave you up in the hotel room with your Nintendo or whatever you call it. But, luckily for you, there's a hypnotist in town."
Lily raised an eyebrow. "Like, besides you?"
Magnolia chuckled. "Yes, plaything, besides me. She calls herself Mistress Weiss; she's something of an up-and-comer in the erotic hypnosis community. And she does in-person sessions." Magnolia pushed through the revolving door just as her car rolled up. "Just, please, trust me on this. Go play with this Weiss, and tomorrow, you'll get to be my arm candy while I play nice with the other attendees. I promise."
Lily furrowed their brow and scratched their chin.
Gosh, this is all so sudden. I've never even really gone under for anyone but Mistress... but, she's already paid for this, and she clearly wants me to go. And I
did
kinda impose on her by tagging along on this trip...
"Okay. I guess I'll try it out."
"Thank you." Magnolia opened the car door and kissed them on the cheek as they got inside. "Weiss's place will be down an alleyway, on the right-hand side. I'll come pick you up at eight tonight. Have fun, plaything."
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All along the car ride, Lily couldn't ignore the anxious feeling in their gut. Even though they had absolute trust in Magnolia, something about this play date didn't feel right. They had no idea who this "Mistress Weiss" even was; Magnolia seemed to be passingly familiar with her, but did she really do that much research? What if she was some kind of creep?
Lily shook their head and took a deep breath.
Mistress wouldn't trust someone else with me unless they were legit. And even if she does try to pull something, Mistress has all sorts of safeties and stuff in place, so everything should be fine...
At last, the car rolled to a stop. Lily got out of the car and looked around.
Dang, kind of a dumpy part of town.
They noticed the alleyway and cautiously went over to the right-hand door. They took a deep breath before knocking.
Within moments, the door opened, revealing a woman with dark brown hair and olive skin. "Uh, hi? Can I help you?"
"Um, yeah," Lily said, "I have an, um... appointment? With Mistress Weiss?"
The other woman's eyes lit up. "Oh, you must be Lily!" she smiled. "Come in, Weiss is still getting ready."
Lily stepped inside, but raised an eyebrow. "You're not Weiss?"
"Nope! I'm her girlfriend, actually. Name's Val." Val was dressed even more casually than Lily; fuzzy socks, galaxy leggings, and a comfy-looking sweatshirt.
Upon closer inspection, though, Lily noticed something else. "Is that a collar?" they asked.
Val's hand shot up to her neck, her cheeks turning deep red. "Um! Y-Yeah, it is!" Her fingers fidgeted with the chrome buckle. "But I'm not, uh, 'collared,' per say. It's just... I-I like wearing it." She looked down at the floor and muttered, "I like yours too."
Lily blinked.
My collar?
Their hand brushed their neck, and they felt the polished leather and fur trim.
Oh, right. Wow, I have it on so much I totally forgot it was there.
They looked around the room. It had clearly been a somewhat-dumpy bar at one point, but it had been converted into a living room, with a well-loved couch sat across from a coffee table littered with books and knick-knacks.
They sat down on the couch, crossing their legs and idly playing with the hem of their skirt. "So, uh, how long have you two been together?"
"A couple months," Val replied. "She can seem kinda intimidating at first, but she's a real sweetheart. Are you familiar with her online stuff? She started making files recently, but she's done some text inductions in the past."
"If I'm being honest," Lily sighed, "I hadn't even heard of her until today. My... um, wife--"
I guess that's kinda what she is to me? Wait, would these people even be freaked out if I called her Mistress? Gah, I've never talked frankly about this with anyone, this is so weird...
"--she's in town for this big business conference, and she thought I'd be bored, so she kinda sprung this on me at the last minute."
"Well, I can tell you that Weiss is
way
better than some lame conference," Val chuckled. "But it's nice of her to do that for you. It sounds like you two are pretty open about kink stuff."
"You could say that again," Lily smiled.
But before Val could take Lily up on their offer, the sound of creaking stairs filled the room. Lily turned their head and saw a woman walking towards them. She wore a black leather jacket over a white t-shirt, with matching leather pants and clunky, heavy boots. She was pale, almost unearthly so, which only made her dark eyeshadow and black lipstick stand out even more. Her hair was even whiter than her skin, thoroughly bleached and styled into an undercut. "Hello, Lily," she said in a posh, slightly too-perfect English accent.
Oh god I'm so gay.
Lily gulped and felt their cheeks turn red. "H-Hi! So you're Mistress Weiss, I take it?"
"Well, just 'Weiss' is fine," she replied, flashing a brilliant smile. "Wouldn't be polite of me to impose an honorific, after all. But if you'd like to call me 'Mistress,' I won't stop you."
"I'll just stick with Weiss, then." Lily scratched their arm and tried to get their breathing under control.
"Aw, are you nervous?" Weiss cooed. There wasn't derision in her voice; it felt more playful than that.
"I've just, uh, never done anything like this before," Lily replied. "I mean, the only person who's ever hypnotized me is my... wife."
"Well if it makes you feel any better, this is new for me too. You're the first person to buy me for a whole day." Weiss paused. "Well, not 'buy.' You can't buy a human being, after all. But you understand my meaning."
