[Synopsis: Isabella and Sophie's relationship changes once a stage hypnotist hypnotizes Isabella. Contains foot fetish, lesdom, hypnosis and humiliation.]
"Introducing: the Queen of the Mind, the woman known for capturing the minds of millions and the greatest hypnotist in the country; Miss Mesmer!" The voice on the microphone boomed throughout the theater and an outpouring of applause and cheering followed.
A white spiral spotlight shone down onto the middle of the stage, projecting the spinning pattern onto the curtain. Then, the curtain pulled apart and revealed Miss Mesmer, glowing in the light. She wore a white corset with a black blazer overtop which gave her act a sexy, sleek yet professional air, but what accentuated her seductive looks was her smoke gray pantyhose and her elegant black leather Louboutin pumps that wore with poise. Isabella started to get a hunch why her girlfriend Sophie was such a big fan of Miss Mesmer and Isabella herself couldn't deny her attraction to this stunning woman.
But when Miss Mesmer began her show Isabella's lost interest. "Ladies and Gentlemen!" Miss Mesmer's words surrounded them, "Welcome to a night of wonder and intrigue! Welcome to a night of hypnosis! You may have heard of me before, I am Miss Mesmer, Queen of the Mind and tonight I'll be taking a few volunteers under a hypnotic trance and allowing the audience to see how your mind is as suggestable as your body is moveable. Is it science? Perhaps. Is it magic? Could be. This will be a night of wonder and spectacle, where the rules of reality hold no weight and where anything is possible..."
Almost every word that the hypnotist said, Isabella didn't believe. Unlike Sophie who checked her horoscope everyday, who valued zodiac signs and who regularly got Tarot readings, Isabella only believed what she saw and kept great skepticism for the mystical. Hypnosis fell into that category for her. She believed people may think they;re hypnotized and play along to avoid embarrassing themselves and the hypnotist, but for Isabella she and only she had control over her mind and no one could get her to do anything with just their words.
Besides their contrasting outlooks on life, they contrasted in other ways too. Appearance wise, they were opposites as Sophie was tall and golden blonde and Isabella was a somewhat short brunette with hair so dark it's almost black. Isabella rarely caught a tan and Sophie's skin always seemed to be kissed by the sun. Beyond looks, Sophie was athletic where Isabella was academic. Sophie was extroverted, Isabella introverted. In their relationship, Isabella wore the pants while Sophie was fluid; she was happy to do whatever Isabella wanted for the most part but on occasion -- like with them at Miss Mesmer's hypnosis show -- Sophie would put her foot down and insist they do what she wanted to do.
The show went underway and Miss Mesmer began her performance. It was filled with the typical trapping so of a hypnotist show: she had them fall into trance and got her subjects to act out some embarrassing scenes. Isabella felt nothing but second hand humiliation but beside her, Sophie looked to be enthralled in the hypnotists bits and schemes.
Then Miss Mesmer did something Isabella had never seen any hypnotist do at any other show; she asked the audience if there were any skeptics. Usually hypnotists liked to avoid doubters, Isabella always thought it was because they were afraid to be proven wrong. But Miss Mesmer asked the question and looked eager to find anyone who didn't fully believe her skills, and right beside Isabella was Sophie and her excited face. She nudged Isabella's arm but Isabella ignored her. Going onto the stage would be a nightmare for Isabella. She already didn't want to be there, let alone stand in the spotlight for the entire theater to see.
"Issy!" Sophie whispered, her nudges becoming more aggressive. "Issy, put up your hand."
"No." Isabella said it with sternness, she did not want this to go any further and she knew how insistent Sophie could be.
"Issy, put your hand up!" Sophie nudged her.
"Sophie, I don't want to be apart of a stupid hypnosis show." Isabella said but as soon as she spoke she realized her voice's volume spread to more than just Sophie. Miss Mesmer had caught the entire conversation, along with most of the audience.
"Oh, I think we found one!" Miss Mesmer looked right at Isabella who was still being poked by Sophie. Isabella's face went pale and she shook her head. Sophie on the other hand, nodded with eager anticipation. To Isabella's horror, a light shone down the right overtop of her, blinding her. When she closed, then opened her eyes it seemed like the entire theater was looking at her.
"You don't believe in hypnosis?" The hypnotist asked Isabella and the crowd waited for a response. Sophie responded before Isabella could find the words. "Nope! She's a complete doubter, she thinks it's all nonsense. I had to promise to give her a foot rub just to get her to come!"
The crowd loved that and responded with an outpouring of laughter. Miss Mesmer herself grinned with delight.
Isabella shot Sophie a look that said "What the fuck?!" Miss Mesmer frowned and turned back towards Isabella, "Is that right, dear? Kind of you to offer a foot rub, but my show is nonsense? Would you like to come up and we'll see for ourselves how nonsensical my hypnosis is."
Isabella shook her head profusely. She felt all the eyes in the theater. "Oh, no thank you. It's not... total nonsense. " She said but her voice barely convinced herself.
"I believe you called it a 'stupid hypnosis show?'" Miss Mesmer said to which the crowd laughed. Isabella felt her face go red. She tried to play it off, "No. Well yes, its just-"
"Don't worry dear, I'm not offended. I understand, from your point of view it is quite unbelievable. But, if you were in the shoes of one of my subjects you may not feel the same way." Miss Mesmer explained.
Among the eyes looking at her, none Isabella felt as much as Sophie's. Her girlfriend looked at her with eager anticipation, praying with her eyes that Isabella would go up on stage. Nothing would be worse, Isabella thought, than to go onto stage and no doubt be embarrassed under hypnosis.
But Isabella wasn't prepared for the chant that was rising amongst the audience. "Go on!" The people in the crowd cheered and Miss Mesmer had an expecting look at Isabella.
Isabella's body carried her out of her seat. Her legs were wobbly as they slipped passed the people sitting down. As Isabella turned into the path that would lead her onto the stage where hundreds of people would see her, she turned to get a fading look at Sophie who was visually ecstatic.
"Let's have a round of applause for our excellent volunteers!" Miss Mesmer said before a flock of claps erupted. Isabella felt a tinge of anger that she let herself get swayed by the peer pressure. She hated these cheap shows with their smoke and mirrors, and now she was a participant in it.
As she approached the stage, the lights that shone down all gathered on her, causing her to squint. Her mind felt fuzzy but the feeling passed. At first it blinded her, but when she could see she blinked and there was Miss Mesmer.
The older woman smiled, "What is your name, dear?"
"Isabella."
"Isabella. Cute name. And who are you with, Isabella? Who was that lively woman you sat beside?"
