Mother Sinks Best
"Well now that is a very nice way to say good morning," Vanessa teased as she pulled the hair of Caroline, who was under the covers doing some very fine work. "But I am afraid your mother is starting to wake."
Caroline pulled herself out from the covers and smiled at her Mistress.
"And you are already in uniform, how lovely," Vanessa praised. "But you need to fix your face, darling."
"Mistress knows best," Carline laughed as she kissed her Mistress. "What have you got planned today, Mistress?"
"Oh, don't worry your pretty little empty head about that," the hypnodomme replied. "And don't worry, you will know exactly what to do."
"Sounds fun, Mistress," the college girl responded, a coquettish smile on her pretty face.
"It will be, Caroline, it will be," the Mistress said with a laugh.
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Alexandra awoke in the guest room alone, under the blankets, still dressed in the uniform she chose to wear before being finger snapped into a worse one, save for the shoes which were on the floor beside the queen sized bed. She was startled when she went to push the hair out of her eyes that she felt airpods in her ears, which she put on the table next to a phone she didn't recognize.
"What the hell happened yesterday," Alexandra thought as she tried to wake fully. "It's such a blur..."
Snippets of the activities flashed in her head as she removed the push up bra that held her breasts impossibly high and tossed it on the floor by the high heeled shoes she discarded before apparently heading to bed.
It was at that moment, while topless and wearing only a skirt, panty and thigh highs, that the door opened.
"Wait..." Alexandra shouted as the door opened and she turned away from the door. "I'm changing..."
The heeled cadence into the room with the hardwood floor was distinct, direct. Sounds can be very powerful memories, and this cadence of the heels allowed the lawyer to realize just who was entering the room.
"Of course you are changing, Alexandra," the voice of her hypnotist and her daughter's mistress stated authoritatively. "Into your uniform for the day. I have it right here."
"Just leave it...." Alexandra said almost pleadingly.
"How very cute," Vanessa said. "The woman who voluntarily went topless for me last night and changed into that super sexy uniform is now modest...."
Alexandra wanted to crawl under the bed as she faced away from Vanessa, her arms across her chest, her body clenched into tightness.
"Well then, Alexandra if you want to play this game," Vanessa teased, holding her right hand as if to snap her fingers. "I will gladly play. But rest assured, I play to win."
The mother and lawyer took a deep breath and sighed. She flashed back as she saw the fingers held, ready to snap, then hearing her name and being unable to do anything to stop herself from doing what she was told by the domme. Snapping out of it, she decided to reply. Pointedly.
"Like you did with Caroline?" the mother asked with disdain.
"Oh, Alexandra, Caroline willingly gave herself to me," Vanessa teased. "Her life experience made her realize I was her best option at actually living."
Vanessa laughed as she saw the mother of her slave visibly shake at the comment. It was another ever so slight twist of the knife into Alexandra's role as inefficient mother and caregiver of her only child. The hypnodomme loved seeing the reaction.
"So what will it be, Alexandra," Vanessa said, one hand on hip, the other holding a parcel of clothing. "Put this on willingly, or with a snap of the fingers. Your choice."
"Fine," Alexandra said with a huff.
She turned, showed her topless form to the dominant, and took the clothing from the Mistress.
"Happy?" the lawyer asked, staring through the hypnotist.
"Of course, Alexandra, it is your choice. It always is. And those are very nice, you are a very beautiful woman, a classic MILF," Vanessa said with a smile. "I do love how you have started bargaining with yourself. Hoping doing things willingly will make it easier somehow..."
"No..." the mother said in defiance.
"Deny it, Alexandra, all you like. I have seen this many times before," the hypnodomme said. "And I am loving both shows. You're trying to be modest, and slowly watching you bargain with yourself hoping to get out of the worst things you think about hypnosis and what it can do from deep within your imagination."
"I am not bargaining," Alexandra said as she placed the clothing on the bed, shaking her head.
"Yes, as you have said," Vanessa retorted. "And your imagination is pretty intriguing."
"What does that mean?" Alexandra asked incredulously.
"Well, while under hypnosis we have chatted, your subconscious and me," the domme said with a laugh. "And I think you'll learn more as the day goes on. Now, get dressed. The makeup style you are to wear is in the picture in the bathroom. Your makeup colors are there already."
"Ok..." Alexandra replied.
'I think you need to address me more appropriately," the dominant said with a wicked smile, lifting her hand slightly, threatening to snap her fingers.
"Like Caroline? Not happening," Alexandra said defiantly.
"Ok, your choice..." Vanessa said, lifting her hand in front of the lawyer.
"OK... wait...." Alexandra said with resignation. "Whatever you say,.....Ma'am..."
"Yuu shouldn't be so adversarial, Alexandra, I came here not only to give you your uniform for the day, but to do some self care with you after a full day immersed in hypnosis," Vanessa stated calmly. "What do you remember, Alexandra?"
"The crystal...." she said looking a bit up above her head as she tried to piece together her prior day under the hypnotic supervision of her daughter's Mistress.
Thinking of it sent her still for a moment.
"I see you really remember it, based on that stillness," Vanessa said. "What else is on your mind regarding your day of hypnosis?"
"Waking up and sleeping again...." the lawyer answered, seeing different places in her mind where she was taken out and sent back into hypnosis.
"Yes, Alexandra, fractionation. You got very proficient at that," Vanessa laughed. "And you never know when those memories from hypnosis will pop up. Especially with a subconscious and an imagination like yours."
"Oh....." Alexandra thought as she remembered removing her top and bra in front of the hypnodomme Vanessa, as she felt her face turning red.
"Was that a flash of memory, Alexandra?" Vanessa demanded. "What did you see in your mind?"
"Choosing to be topless," the mother replied, as her own hands voluntarily moved to cover her own chest.
"Let's not forget to address me appropriately, Alexandra," the hypnosis domme demanded.
"I....." Alexandra stuttered at first. "Yes, Ma'am..."
"Well, that seemed like a quick little bargaining session in your head," Vanessa said with a laugh. "But I'll take it. For now. Be downstairs dressed and made up in 20 minutes."
Vanessa stood in front of the lawyer, who was standing topless and holding her uniform in her hand, waiting for a response.
"Yes.... Ma'am...." the lawyer replied with a sigh.
"Good girl, Alexandra," Vanessa cooed mockingly. "Very good girl. I'll leave you to it. Nineteen minutes."
Alexandra balked at hearing the praising words, but her body felt something at hearing them, as she looked at the phone and airpods on the nightstand next to the bed, wondering why her body felt that feeling at the praise from the hypnotist. She walked over to the unknown phone and pressed the indented button, but there was no life. She then pressed the power button, but again the phone stayed black.
"Shit," the lawyer thought on her inspection of the phone and airpods. "Dead."
Seeing the phone and the airpods together and the phone dead left the lawyer with a sense of dread, allowing her imagination to run wild with all kinds of thoughts as to what was potentially being pumped into her head through them the night before and as she slept.
Realizing time was marching on, the mother rushed into the bathroom to change and do her makeup, as the time frame did not meet with taking a shower. She threw off the skirt, panty and hose as she washed herself quickly before dressing in the clothes 'Ma'am' had given her.
"Oh my God..." the lawyer said as she looked at the wisps of clothing she was to put on.
What she barely held in her hand was a parody of a private school uniform. Thong panty in white, a red and white skirt, sensationally short, a see through white tie together top, white fishnet thigh high stockings, and no bra.
After dressing, the 40 something mom then did her makeup in the style requested- then steeled her nerves and headed down the stairs. Her makeup style was definitely not her style- she looked more defendant than attorney, more prostitute than professional.
Once she descended the stairs, she heard mumbling from the main room. Once at the threshold, she saw her only child, dressed and made up exactly alike, the only difference Caroline wore 4 inch red heeled stilettos, while mother was only in stockinged feet.
