The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

Mary Elizabeth Price was apprehensive as the limousine she had taken from the airport stopped in front of a large, beautiful house in Lake Tahoe.

It was late afternoon four days after Domina Peggy had disappeared from her Los Angeles hotel.

Mary was wearing jeans and a low-cut short-sleeved black blouse along with simple black wedge sandals. Her hair was in a ponytail, and the only jewelry she wore was a pair of silver hoop earrings.

Beside Mary sat Katie, the young sexy slave of Domina Peggy; she was wearing her typical blue spaghetti-strap tank top and very short denim shorts with thin black flip-flops, her long auburn hair in a tight bun. She had been on loan to Mary while she was finishing up her pre-production negotiations to restore a film she was making to its original script.

Mary had hired Peggy to hypnotize both the film’s executive producer and one of its lead actresses into making the film the way she had originally written it, rather than the watered-down and cliched mess the producer had changed it into.

Peggy had been quite successful, and had retired to her hotel to relax while Mary met with the film’s director to finalize the restoration of her script. After the meeting, Mary was supposed to contact the hypnotist and join her in her hotel suite for some voluntary hypnotic domination.

However Peggy had not answered her phone after several calls, and when Mary went to her suite to check on her she had found it empty. The hotel’s desk clerk recalled seeing Peggy leave with another woman and her Thrall Sean shortly after arriving.

Mary had been using her contacts to search for Peggy for the past two days and was about to call her friend High Mistress Gillian for help when Peggy had called Mary and implored her to join her in Lake Tahoe.

“I had something come up, but it is resolved now. You will bring Katie and join me here, and then we will really have some fun. I won’t take no for an answer honey. I will text you the address. See you soon,” Peggy had said sweetly before disconnecting the call.

Her voice had been seductive and menacing at the same time, and left no room for argument.

Mary had felt a delicious thrill as she set her phone down; a “hypno-groupie”, the actress was a huge fan of Domina Peggy and actually wanted to be dominated by the powerful hypnodomme. She had cleared her schedule immediately and booked a flight to Lake Tahoe as well as a limousine for when she arrived.

Katie had accompanied her, compelled to obey the actress in Peggy’s absence. She had served as Mary’s baggage-carrier during the trip.

Now that they were out in front of the large house, Mary-Elizabeth was feeling a bit nervous; she still had no idea why Peggy had abruptly left the hotel, nor why she had come to Lake Tahoe.

The actress took a deep breath.

She was about to voluntarily submit to a hypnodomme.

“Relax Mary; this is what you want. Hypnotists do as they please. Just go with the flow,” she told herself quietly.

She stepped out of the vehicle, followed by Katie. The driver retrieved her bags from the trunk and set them on the sidewalk; Katie dutifully picked them up.

Mary thanked the driver and strode up the walkway to the house’s front door.

Before she could ring the bell or knock, the door swung open to reveal Peggy’s Thrall Sean.

“Hello Mary; welcome to Domina Peggy’s newest property. I hope you had a nice flight,” he said cheerfully, standing aside to let the actress in.

Sean was naked, his slave-collar around his neck. His cock was erect, and his hair was shaved in his customary short mohawk.

“I did, thank you Sean. Is Domina Peggy well?” Mary asked as she stepped inside.

Katie followed, carrying Mary’s suitcases.

“She is; she is in the family room. Down the hall, second door on the left. Katie, I will take the bags to Mary’s guest room. Go to our Domina with Mary,” Sean said.

“Yes sir,” Katie replied obediently, setting down the bags.

Sean nodded at Mary, then picked up her suitcases and headed upstairs.

Mary led Katie down the hall, pausing for another deep breath before going through the door Sean had indicated.

Mary stopped, gasping in surprise as she stepped into the room.

“Mary! Thank you for coming! I am so glad you are here!” Domina Peggy said cheerfully.

The hypnotist rose from the recliner she had been sitting in and walked seductively toward the actress, spreading her arms.

Mary gaped in astonishment at Dark Peggy’s exotic and undeniably sexy appearance.

“Peggy you look amazing,” she said as she embraced the dark hypnotist.

“Domina Peggy. And thank you. You look very sexy yourself,” Peggy replied.

The hypnotist casually leaned in and kissed Mary on the lips before the actress could reply.

Lightly at first, the kiss rapidly became deep and passionate; Peggy hungrily thrust her tongue into Mary’s mouth. Mary eagerly returned the kiss, sucking at Peggy’s tongue and pressing her lips hard against the hypnotist’s.

While the two women greeted one another, Katie removed her clothes and assumed a kneeling position, fingers laced behind her head and her back arched slightly, awaiting her owner’s commands.

Breaking the kiss, Peggy took Mary’s face in her hands and guided her mouth her left tit. Mary sucked at it eagerly, then nibbling delicately at Peggy’s nibble. The hypnotist gasped with pleasure, letting the actress continue for a moment before moving her to her right tit.

After Mary had paid homage to her breasts, Peggy chuckled and stepped back.

“Now that we have said hello, can I have Julie fetch you a drink?” Peggy asked, turning back to look at her former sister-in-law.

Mary looked past the hypnotist and saw the Julie for the first time.

Peggy’s newest slave was kneeling beside the recliner in a position similar to Katie’s.

Julie’s hair had been cut short; not quite shaved as Goddess Donna had once done to Peggy, but cut in a style more in the manner of a menial worker. She was naked, and her body was covered with welts and red marks, likely from being swatted with a crop and being pinched or slapped. A dark purple leather collar with golden studs adorned her neck, and a pair of high-quality gold chains were attached to it, the opposite ends connected to gold rings in her recently-pierced nipples. From the nipple-rings ran another set of chains which connected to a gold navel-piercing. Yet another gold chain went from the navel-piercing to a golden clitoral-hood piercing. The word “Enslaved Betrayer” was tattooed in flowing script around Julie’s belly button, and she wore broad silver cuff-style bracelets. Around her ankles were delicate silver “slave-chains”, anklets that were connected to simple silver toe rings on her middle toes by a fine chain. Her finger and toenails were painted black, and she wore heavy dark eyeshadow.

Julie’s expression was blank, but inside her mind she was fully aware, trapped and conscious of every second she was Peggy’s slave. Her body was not her own anymore; it obeyed Peggy’s commands instantly, or rather her subconscious compelled it to thanks to Peggy’s terrifyingly powerful hypnotic suggestions. She had been carefully programming Julie’s mind to obey over the past few days during intense hypnosis sessions. Julie had at first been madly in love with her ex-sister-in-law. However, the devious and wicked hypnotist had caused Julie’s attitudes and perceptions to slowly change through suggestion, torturing her both mentally and physically as Julie gradually fell out of love with her. Her infatuation with Peggy slowly became disgust and self loathing as she had become both fully aware and physically unable to resist Peggy’s commands.

Julie had endured all manner of sexual domination and other humiliation for hours at a time. Peggy and Sean both had their way with her, using her as a fuck-toy; she sucked Sean’s cock, tit-fucked him so he could shoot his load in her face, and been fucked her in her ass by him several times at Peggy’s command. Julie had worshipped every inch of Peggy’s body, from her toes to her neck; she kissed, licked, caressed and sucked as she pleasured her new owner. Peggy and Sean had cum together on her face several times. Julie cooked for them, served them, shopped for them, ate from a bowl like a dog and slept on the floor of her own bedroom while Peggy and her Thrall slept in her bed.

Peggy kept Julie aroused the entire time, making her masturbate to her frequently while unable to cum. When the hypnotist did finally allow Julie to orgasm, she used it to reinforce her control over her mind.

Then things got worse. Peggy made her watch while she used a magic spell to transform Julie’s Thrall Chad into a small turtle; he was now in a glass tank in Julie’s study. Peggy then took her to a local tattoo and piercing shop; working with the shop’s owner, the hypnotist had designed the extensive chain and piercings Julie now wore, as well as had the tattoo applied to her abdomen.

Mary noted a large strap-on and a riding crop on the floor beside the kneeling woman, and there were several empty bottles from expensive scotch and wines scattered about the room as well as a dozen empty beer bottles.

“That would be lovely, thank you. She is…nice. A new pet?” the actress asked casually.

In truth, Julie’s appearance slightly unnerved Mary.

Peggy smiled.

“Yes. Julie here was married to my brother several years ago. She is a liar, a thief, a bitch and a selfish cunt. She is—was—also a hypnotist. We ran into each other on the movie set, and she followed me to my hotel and hypnotized me. Sean too. We spend several days as her slaves, and she had intended to keep us forever. Unfortunately for Julie, I broke free of her control and hypnotized her. Now she is my slave,” she replied with satisfaction.

“I see. And…uh, you…your…um…,” Mary said, unsure of how to phrase her question.

Again Peggy smiled.

“My appearance? It changed as a result of my hypnotic and magical powers being increased and released in combination when I broke free of Julie’s hypnotism. It is my…”dark” side’s manifestation. Do you like it?” she asked slyly.

“Yes. Very much,” Mary whispered, admiring Peggy’s naked body.

Dark Peggy was undeniably sexy.

“I’m glad. Julie, get up and fetch Mary and I a scotch. Open a new bottle of the best stuff we have left,” Peggy commanded.

“Yes Domina,” Julie replied, getting to her feet and moving toward the liquor cabinet.

A silver butt-plug with a large blue jewel in the center was visible in Julie’s ass as she prepared the drinks.

Peggy led Mary to a comfortable couch and they sat. She didn’t acknowledge Katie.

Julie brought them their drinks, then resumed her kneeling position in front of Peggy.

“I am sure you have a lot of questions,” Peggy said, sipping her scotch.

Mary nodded.

“Yes, but I don’t want to be a bother,” she said quietly.

Her voice and mannerisms were laced with tension indicating she was nervous.

Peggy smiled.

“Oh Mary, you are no bother! Ask away. And relax,” she said soothingly.

The hypnotist placed a hand on Mary’s thigh, her tough giving the actress a warm tingle even through her jeans.

The tension visibly left Mary’s body as a wave of pleasant relaxation washed over her.

The actress nodded and took a deep breath, letting it out slowly.

“Okay, so Julie hypnotized you…?” she asked.

Peggy and Mary had a pleasant hour-long conversation, sipping their scotch while they caught up on the events of the past few days.

Peggy recounted her capture and escape from Julie, and Mary told Peggy about her meeting with the director of her film and then looking for Peggy after she had vanished.

While they were chatting Sean entered the room and knelt beside Katie.

Neither Peggy nor Mary noticed him.

“I was starting to get really worried. I was calling everyone I knew, checking all the hypnotists’ hangouts around L.A. in case anyone had seen you. I was about to call Gillian when you called me,” Mary was saying as she finished her scotch.

Peggy nodded.

“I really appreciate you trying to find me. I am sorry I vanished. I shouldn’t have gotten caught in the first place,” she said.

She finished her own drink and looked at the kneeling Julie sourly.

“Gillian has told me more than once anything can happen in the True Hypnotism world. Don’t be too hard on yourself,” Mary replied kindly.

Peggy chuckled.

“You are right of course. Anyway, everything is fine now. Julie is in her place and I have embraced my powers. Now it is playtime,” she said with a wicked grin.

Mary laughed.

“Uh oh,” she said, flushing.

In truth, Dark Peggy’s emergence excited Mary; she was eager to see what mischief and mayhem the hypnotist might cause.

She was also eager to be a part of it.

Peggy smiled; she could sense Mary’s enthusiasm.

“I believe you and I have some unfinished business. Shall we go to Julie’s—my—bedroom?” she asked.

Mary swallowed hard and nodded; she set down her glass and rose.

“Yes,” she said in a husky voice.

The hypnotist nodded her approval.

“You have way too much clothing on,” Peggy admonished playfully.

Mary looked down at her outfit as Peggy casually raised her hand.

The hypnotist gave a loud snap, and suddenly Mary was naked, her clothing vanishing in an instant.

“Holy shit! You, wait…how?” the actress asked incredulously.

Peggy laughed.

“Magic,” she said simply.

Mary laughed as well.

“I suppose I shouldn’t be surprised you know a clothing removal spell,” she said.

Mary’s nipples were erect, and her pale skin flushed with arousal.

“I know how to remove peoples’ clothes, but I can’t seem to bring them back. I have no idea where they go,” Peggy admitted with a chuckle.

“Who cares?” Mary replied, chuckling as well.

She turned slowly around so Peggy could admire her fit, sexy body.

The hypnotist nodded her approval and stood.

“Sean, you may fuck Katie’s face, tits or ass as you like. Have fun. Julie, you will begin dinner and have it ready in one hour for Mary and I to eat on our break. You will make us something heavy in carbohydrates; we will need the energy. Make Sean whatever he would like, and feed Katie and yourself as well,” Peggy said.

She took Mary’s hand and led her toward the door.

“Thank you Domina,” Sean said as she stood.

His cock had become flaccid while he knelt, but was stiffening rapidly as he turned toward the hapless Katie.

“Yes Domina Peggy,” Julie said, rising to her feet and also heading toward the room’s exit.

Peggy smiled as she led Mary out into the hallway, chuckling at the sound of Katie sputtering as she took Sean’s large cock into her mouth.

The hypnotist and the actress entered the house’s huge master bedroom suite; Peggy turned and grabbed Mary’s hair, pulling the actress in for a passionate kiss.

Mary returned the kiss, gasping as Peggy roughly pinched and twisted her nipples.

“Are you ready to become mine, Mary?” the hypnotist asked firmly, staring into Mary’s eyes.

“Yes Peggy,” Mary whispered.

Peggy smiled wickedly.

“Domina Peggy, my soon-to-be slave. Say it again,” she said.

Mary gasped as Peggy again grabbed both her nipples and twisted them, harder this time.

“Mmmm…ah…Yes, Domina Peggy,” Mary said.

She let out a shriek as Peggy twisted her nipples sharply one more time before letting go.

“Say you want to be mine!” the hypnotist commanded.

“I want to yours Domina Peggy!” Mary said loudly.

She flushed, trembling with desire

Peggy smiled.

“And you will be very soon,” she said.

The hypnotist bent and slowly, gently licked and sucked at first Mary’s right nipple, then her left.

Mary closed her eyes and moaned with pleasure.

“Kneel,” Peggy commanded, straightening up to her full height.

Mary reflexively sank to her knees.

Peggy smiled, staring down at her; Mary flinched slightly at the intensity of Peggy’s green-eyed gaze.

Slowly and seductively the hypnotist raised her hand, and from it she let a beautiful large emerald pendant dangle at the end of its golden chain. The beautiful gemstone sparkled brilliantly as it turned slowly about.

“Look at the beautiful emerald Mary. Just let your eyes follow it…notice how it glitters as it moves…watch it swing back and forth…back…and forth…,” Peggy said in her powerful, hypnotic voice.

She started the pendant swinging slowly.

Mary knelt silently, eyes following the emerald.

“That’s a good girl. Just relax…relax and listen to my voice…as you watch the emerald swinging back…and forth…noticing how soothing my voice is…noticing how relaxed you are becoming…anticipating how wonderful it will feel to simply give in and relax completely…letting yourself sink…letting yourself drop into wonderful relaxation…more and more with each swing of the pendant…relaxing deeper and deeper with each swing…back and forth…back…and forth…,” Peggy droned seductively.

She continued to swing the pendant smoothly; Mary’s eyes were locked onto it. The actress’s mouth hung open slightly and a slight sigh escaped her lips as she listened intently to Peggy’s words.

Eager.

Unresisting.

Enthralled.

Peggy smiled as Mary’s shoulders slumped, her muscles beginning to slacken.

“Back and forth…,” Mary mumbled.

“Yes, very good Mary…you are feeling very relaxed now…noticing how your eyelids are growing heavy…as you continue to watch my mother’s beautiful emerald swinging back and forth…back…and forth…just relax more and more…letting your worries and cares just fade away…the tension leaving your body…relaxing deeper….deeper with every word I speak…knowing you will soon be hypnotized…soon be mine…forever, if I desire it…you will be my slave…it will feel so good to give in, to serve and obey me…you want to be my slave, don’t you Mary?” Peggy asked, her voice extremely soothing.

Mary’s eyelids had begun drooping even as her gaze remained locked on the swinging emerald.

Back and forth.

Peggy’s voice was firm yet gentile, flowed into Mary’s mind.

The antique pendant glittered brilliantly, reflecting the light into Mary’s eyes in a dazzling fashion.

She felt light-headed, a pleasant warmth spreading through her body; her arms hung limply at her sides, tingling as every muscle in her body began relaxed and every bit of tension draining out of her.

Along with her free will.

“Yes Domina Peggy…I…want…to be…your slave…,” the actress mumbled.

The dark hypnotist smiled evilly, enjoying Mary’s slow submission. She always enjoyed hypnotizing her subjects; it gave her an erotic thrill to watch them fall under her power.

Mary would soon belong to Peggy in heart, body and mind, would soon become her utterly obedient servant.

Her slave.

Just like anyone else who she desired.

However, Mary would be especially sweet, as she was willingly falling under Peggy’s power.

“Very good Mary…just let go and relax completely…let yourself drop…deeper and deeper as you watch the emerald swing back and forth…keep listening to my voice…your eyelids are getting heavier and heavier…you are feeling sleepy…so sleepy Mary…I am going to count back from five, and when I reach one you will be deeply hypnotized and completely in my power…five…relaxing deeper…four…your thoughts are fading…three…so relaxed now…you are sleepy…your eyelids are so heavy…two…your free will is draining away…when you close your eyes it will be gone…you cannot stay awake any longer Mary…one, close your eyes and sleep now…you are hypnotized…you are mine,” Peggy said firmly.

Mary’s eyelids fluttered.

“I am yours,” she mumbled before her eyes snapped shut.

Her head nodded and she swayed gently as she knelt before Peggy.

Hypnotized.

Peggy hung her mother’s pendant around her neck with a satisfied smile on her face.

She could have easily hypnotized Mary almost instantly with the Mistress’s Gaze; her powers, both hypnotic and magical, had multiplied when she had embraced her darkness.

However, she wanted to savor putting Mary into a trance, to watch her slowly surrender her free will and become a slave.

“Mary, can you hear me?” Peggy asked.

“Yes Domina,” the actress murmured.

Peggy put her hands on her hips and stared down at Mary.

Time to put her permanently under my spell, she thought wickedly.

“Very good. You will listen to me very, very carefully. Allow my words to penetrate deeply into your mind. My words will become your thoughts. You will obey me, you must obey me. Now at the count of three you will open your eyes and look into mine. One, two, three! Open your eyes slave-Mary!” she said firmly.

Mary’s eyes blinked open and she looked up.

Right into Peggy’s magnificent green eyes.

“That’s it…look deep into my eyes…deeper…you are completely in my power. You are sinking deeper under my control with every word I speak…falling deeper in my power…your free will is gone…you are mine…you must obey me…you want to obey me, to be my slave…don’t you Mary?” the hypnotist asked.

“Yes…Domina…,” Mary murmured, deeply entranced.

Peggy opened her eyes wider, allowing pure hypnotic energy flow from them into Mary.

The kneeling actress gasped as she sank even deeper into hypnosis.

“Yes, you do. Just keep looking into my eyes and sinking deeper into my power. Your free will is gone…you live only to serve me, to obey me…you worship me…you are my slave…say it Mary…say you are my slave and know in your heart that you mine…forever…you will say it now…,” Peggy commanded, unleashing even more hypnotic power from her eyes.

Mary swooned, though her gaze remained locked on Peggy’s eyes.

A tiny part of her wanted to resist, to fight; she knew she was about to become permanently enslaved to Peggy and the loss of her free will terrified her.

A much bigger part wanted to become Peggy’s…and knew that she could not resist the hypnotist’s incredible power.

“I am…your slave…,” Mary said softly.

“Say it again, slave. Louder!” Peggy commanded harshly.

Mary cowered slightly.

“I am your slave!” she said loudly.

Peggy smiled.

“Yes you are. Awake and aware,” she said, snapping her fingers.

Mary blinked rapidly as she came out of her trance.

She smiled.

“Hello my Domina,” she said.

“Hello my Pet. Are you ready to worship me?” Peggy asked.

“Yes Domina,” Mary replied.

The dark hypnotist pointed at her feet and raised her eyebrow.

Mary immediately went to her hands and knees and began to kiss Peggy’s sexy feet. The hypnotist sauntered over to the bed and sat, Mary scrambling after her.

The actress reverently took Peggy’s left foot in her hands and lavished kisses on it, lightly licking her soles before sucking at each of her toes. Peggy smiled and closed her eyes, enjoying her new slave’s attention.

“Very good. Now work your way up my legs. Slowly,” Peggy ordered when Mary had thoroughly worshipped each of her new owner’s feet.

“Mmm…yes Domina,” Mary said in a husky voice.

The actress began to slowly kiss and nibble her way up Peggy’s legs; she slowly ran her tongue over the hypnotist’s skin, then made her gasp as she chewed lightly at her inner thighs.

“Oh yes, I like that…now eat me, my personal little slut,” Peggy commanded.

She laid back on the bed and spread her legs.

Mary immediately began to lick at her wet pussy, thrusting her tongue deep inside her.

Peggy moaned as Mary began so suck at her clit.

“Yes…YES! Eat me! Worship me! My pussy is the best thing you’ve ever tasted!” Peggy cried.

Mary began to work the hypnotist’s pussy more vigorously, sliding a finger into it and rubbing even as she continued to lick and suck.

“Oh Goddess you are good at that! Yes…YES! Mmmm, ah, fuck yes!” Peggy shrieked.

The hypnotist orgasmed hard.

“Keep it up! Worship me! Pleasing me gives you pleasure Mary! Feel it!” Peggy screamed.

Mary continued to enthusiastically eat her pussy; she felt a tingle, a wave of pleasure shoot through her as Peggy trembled with a second orgasm.

Mary kept up her pussy worship, causing Peggy to cum a third time. By this time the actress was also trembling as pleasure shot through her.

“Mmm…very good slave…that was wonderful…feel the pleasure you get from worshipping me…touch yourself, stroke your pussy…masturbate to me now. You worship me, you want me…when you cum you will fall even deeper under my power,” Peggy said as she recovered from her trifecta of orgasms.

Mary collapsed to the floor, moaning as she began to stroke herself.

Peggy laughed.

“Very good my pet. Really stroke yourself,” she said.

Mary’s moans became shrieks as she masturbated frantically.

“Oh Domina…I…worship you!” she cried.

Peggy watched with satisfaction as Mary orgasmed, writhing on the floor.

“Catch your breath and relax a bit, slave. Then we will go down and eat dinner. You will need your energy. You have only just begun to worship me,” she said.

“Yes Domina,” Mary replied, sitting up and taking deep breaths.

Peggy rose and walked over to retrieve an ornate purple slave-collar from the top of a dresser.

“Kneel before me,” she commanded as she moved to stand over Mary.

The actress immediately assumed a kneeling position before her owner.

Peggy smiled as she fastened the collar around Mary’s neck.

“That looks good on you. Welcome to slavery. Now follow,” the hypnotist said.

Peggy sauntered from the room, Mary rising and hurrying after her.

They went downstairs to find a wonderful meal prepared by Julie. Sean had finished fucking Katie, and they joined Peggy and Mary at the table for dinner.

Julie ate her meal from a bowl on the floor beside Peggy’s chair.

The hypnotist held court with her slaves during dinner.

“I found out where Julie learned hypnotism; there is a very trendy night club on the edge of town that has a hypnotist as part of the regular entertainment. It turns out that he is a True Hypnotist, and he took my dear former sister-in-law as his apprentice. Apparently they were working together dominating and robbing the club’s patrons, even selling some on the slave market. He is performing tomorrow night, and I am going to go see his show,” Peggy declared.

Katie was silent, and Mary nodded her approval.

“That sounds like fun, Domina. Are we invited?” Sean asked.

Peggy smiled at him.

“Of course; all three of you will attend me,” she replied.

Sean nodded, smiling back at her.

However, he was nervous; Dark Peggy was capricious and volatile. So far she hadn’t left Julie’s house, and he feared what might happen if she did.

He feared her.

Sean had always found Peggy’s power arousing, and even enjoyed her wicked and sometimes sadistic behavior.

Dark Peggy was far worse.

She was also far more powerful, and lacked “normal” Peggy’s empathy and compassion.

She could make quite a mess, cause all kinds of chaos, maybe hurt someone who didn’t deserve it.

Worse, he was afraid she might be hurt herself.

Sean resolved to protect his beloved Domina no matter what transpired.

“It will be an honor,” he said.

Peggy chuckled.

“Katie, you will do the dishes and clean up the kitchen. Then go to bed. Sleep in the guest room down here at the end of the hall and have breakfast ready for everyone at nine a.m.,” she commanded.

“Yes Domina,” Katie said.

The naked young woman rose, still looking disheveled from servicing Sean, and began to clear the dishes.

“Sean, Mary you will come upstairs with me. You have a long night of worshipping me ahead of you,” Peggy commanded next, rising from her seat.

“Yes Domina,” Sean and Mary said simultaneously.

They both rose and followed their owner.

Peggy paused before leaving the room.

“Oh and Julie, you will crawl outside and sleep in the dog kennel; you have never had a dog anyway, and it is a shame not to use it,” she commanded over her shoulder.

“Yes Domina,” Julie replied, crawling from the room.

Peggy grabbed her strap-on, riding crop and a fresh bottle of scotch, then led Sean and Mary back up to the master bedroom.

“Sean, worship my feet. Mary, suck on my tits. Worship me!” she commanded, laying on the bed.

Her slaves obeyed immediately, paying homage to the body of the woman who had enslaved them.

Peggy enjoyed their ministrations for awhile, then rose and moved to stand in the center of the room.

“Sean, eat my pussy. Mary, eat my ass,” she ordered.

Both slaves hurried to obey, Sean kneeling in front of her and Mary behind.

Peggy moaned with pleasure as Sean licked at her pussy while Mary spread her cheeks apart and did the same to her asshole.

The hypnotist laughed with delight.

It was going to be a very enjoyable night.

The next morning, Peggy descended the stairs just before nine o’clock. Naked as she had been since her dark side’s emergence, she looked rested, fit and perfectly groomed. She had showered, attended by both Sean and Mary. Her makeup and jewelry were perfect, and her purple hair was again covered in a delicate silver net adorned with black amethysts.

Sean and Mary followed her downstairs, naked and wearing their slave collars; they both looked a bit tired from their long night of worshipping their Domina.

Both also bore red marks and welts from the rough treatment they had received at the hands of their mercurial owner.

Peggy’s slaves were also smiling; they didn’t mind their Domina’s harsh ministrations at all.

They had experienced intense pleasure, both physical and mental, hypnotically amplified to almost intolerable levels by the dark hypnotist.

Peggy and her slaves found the dining table set and ready, and as they sat Katie appeared dressed in a pink tank top and short denim shorts to serve them breakfast.

Peggy nodded in approval of the blueberry pancakes and sausage her slave set before them.

“Good girl Katie. You will bring Julie in and feed her, then sit and eat your breakfast with us,” she commanded.

“Yes Domina,” Katie replied with a curtsey.

She went outside and returned a moment later with Julie. She placed some food into a large bowl and set it beside Peggy’s chair.

“Get down there and eat,” the hypnotist commanded Julie.

“Yes Domina,” Julie replied.

She wore a resigned, defeated expression as she went to her hands and knees and began to eat.

Peggy ate slowly, enjoying her breakfast and chatting with Sean and Mary.

“How are you feeling my darling Mary? Any regrets?” she asked the enslaved actress sweetly.

“No Domina,” Mary answered confidently.

She had taken readily to being enslaved; she had desired to become the property of a hypnotist for some time, and was hoping Peggy might be willing to add her to her stable.

However, she had been hoping and planning on her slavery being part-time; she would gladly serve and obey a Mistress in between movie shoots and other obligations, and Peggy had seemed interested in such an arrangement.

At least, before Dark Peggy’s emergence.

Now Mary wasn’t sure what her fate would be. He had been deeply and intensely hypnotized, and was utterly owned by Peggy now.

Mary found she didn’t mind.

In fact, the complete loss of free will excited her more than she had expected.

She wanted to be Peggy’s slave.

She enjoyed not having to think or make decisions.

If the Peggy decided Mary was going to serve her full-time, then she would embrace it.

She had no choice in the matter; her will belonged to Domina Peggy.

Mary now lived to serve her.

Peggy nodded with satisfaction.

“And how are you my Enslaved One?” she asked Sean.

“I am great, my Domina. Happy to be yours. I do have something I believe requires your attention, if I may,” he replied.

“Of course,” the hypnotist said with a nod, finishing her last bite of food.

Katie had finished her own meal, and she quickly stood and began to clear the plates.

“Lady Casey has called your phone several times; she and Mistress Alex have found Bella and are on their way home. They are concerned about not hearing from you, and are planning to start searching for you,” Sean said.

Sounds like it is time for things to go back to go back to normal, a voice inside Peggy’s head said.

Her own voice.

Dark Peggy frowned.

Nonsense; I have barely had any fun, she replied.

We had a deal, the hypnotist told herself.

Peggy was torn; she missed her friends, and was eager to get back to them and to see Bella. However, Dark Peggy was enjoying her uninhibited play time; she was savoring her torment of Julie and her enslavement of Mary.

She was also immensely enjoying her sudden increase in power; it was intoxicating and seductive. Combined with her diminished morals and compassion, she felt invincible.

Besides, she had plans for the evening, involving the local true hypnotism community.

We had deal, but not a timetable. I am afraid you will just have to be patient, my little goodie-two-shoes, she told herself.

Dark Peggy slammed the door on her more reasonable self, determined to have her fun.

“I see; please call Lady Casey and let her know I am fine. Tell her I am on a job, one that High Mistress Gillian arranged. Tell her we will be back in Boise in a few days and that I…appreciate her concern,” she commanded.

“Of course Domina. I will call her immediately,” Sean said, rising and heading upstairs to retrieve Peggy’s cell phone.

The hypnotist turned her attention to Julie, still on her hands and knees beside her.

“Alright, next on the agenda is for today is your business Julie. Or should I say, our business. I am your new partner. You will go get cleaned up and dressed, then go see your lawyer and have papers drawn up to make me a fifty-percent owner in your catering business. You have permission to hypnotize him to make him comply, but only to make him draw up the papers and nothing else. Make certain he forgets doing it. You will also prepare a detailed list of all your assets, including bank accounts, vehicles, investments and anything else of value. You will have all this ready for me by tomorrow, or I will transform you into a toad. You will list account numbers, passwords and anything else relevant to your assets so that I can have Lavea take control of them. You will not speak about me to anyone, you will not hypnotize anyone other than your lawyer, and you will not do anything that might hinder or harm me or anyone in my entourage. You will not tell anyone you are hypnotized. You will act completely normal and come straight home after speaking to your lawyer. You will simply obey me, you want to obey me. You know in your heart you are my little bitch and deserve to be my little bitch. Do you understand me, slave-Julie?” Peggy asked.

“Yes Domina Peggy,” Julie replied from her spot on the floor.

“Good. Go. Use a ride service, I have need of your vehicle,” Peggy ordered.

Julie rose and headed upstairs.

“Now on to the fun stuff. We need to get ready for tonight. Mary, I will give you a shopping list, and you can take Sean and Katie to buy the things on it. You will need outfits and jewelry. Then when you get back all three of you will take a nice, long nap before we get ready for our night out. I want you all well-rested,” Peggy said.

“Yes Domina,” Mary agreed.

Sean entered the room.

“Lady Casey sends her love, Domina,” he said.

See? They miss you and care about you! It’s time to go home, Peggy told herself.

NO!, her dark side snapped.

“Thank you, my Enslaved One. I need you to make a list,” Peggy said to Sean.

“Of course Domina,” he replied.

Sean went to Julie’s office and returned a moment later with a pad of paper and a pen. Peggy recited a shopping and to-do list, then dismissed Sean, Mary and Katie to go fulfill it. The three slaves dressed and left in Julie’s SUV, leaving Peggy alone in the huge house.

The dark hypnotist went out into the backyard and dove into the olympic-sized pool, swimming several laps. Exiting the pool, she spent an hour doing yoga on the deck, then another hour practicing her martial-arts moves. After her exercise, she sat cross-legged on the well-maintained grass and entered a trance.

Peggy meditated quietly, letting her powers flow through her, reveling in the tingle she felt as she focused her mind.

You have pleased me greatly, my daughter, a voice said inside Peggy’s mind.

The hypnotist’s eyes snapped open.

The voice was not hers.

Peggy glanced around the yard, then closed her eyes and let herself drop back into trance.

You can free me, the voice said again.

This time Peggy kept her eyes closed.

Who are you? she asked silently.

I am Hypnothea, Goddess of Hypnotism, the voice replied.

Peggy smiled as she felt a wave of pleasant warmth flow through her; she experienced a slight sinking sensation as her trance involuntarily deepened.

Even as relaxed as she was, Peggy was aware of her heart beating with excitement.

I am honored that you have noticed me, my Goddess, she thought reverently.

You are powerful, Domina Peggy. You may be the one I have been waiting for, Hypnothea replied.

Peggy felt herself sink even deeper into hypnosis.

How may I serve you?, she asked.

You can free me, Hypnothea said.

The Goddess’s voice was musical, intoxicating and seductive.

How?, Peggy asked eagerly.

I cannot interfere directly. It is only because of your incredible power and potential as a hypnotist I can even contact you. If you continue on your path, you can help me be free. However you must figure it out… Free me Domina Peggy and I will reward you greatly, Hypnothea said.

I will, Goddess, Peggy agreed.

I will be waiting, Hypnothea replied.

Peggy suddenly snapped out of her hypnotic trance.

A delicious shiver ran through her, and she orgasmed.

The hypnotist leapt to her feet, a huge smile on her face.

The Goddess of Hypnotism herself had contacted her directly!

And she had asked for Peggy’s help.

The hypnotist frowned.

Peggy had no idea how to free Hypnothea, nor even what that meant.

She went into the house, intending to soak in the jetted tub in the master bathroom and think on what had just transpired.

Before Peggy reached the stairs, the doorbell rang.

Annoyed, the sexy naked hypnotist went to answer it.

“Hi Jules—oh my goodness!” a woman gasped when Peggy opened the door.

She was obviously expecting to see Julie and not the naked, exotic-looking hypnotist.

“Hello, may I help you?” Peggy asked with a smirk.

“I-I, uh, I, I’m looking for…for Julie…,” the woman stammered, blushing bright red.

She was a reasonably attractive woman in her forties; short and a bit overweight, she had short curly brown hair that was well-styled and unremarkable brown eyes. She was wearing a nicely-tailored blue pantsuit and simple black pumps. Her jewelry consisted of a simple pair of large diamond stud earrings and an impressive diamond engagement ring along with a gold wedding band.

“I’m sorry, Julie isn’t home,” Peggy replied, moving to close the door.

The woman quickly regained her composure.

“Excuse me! I have an appointment with her about catering a dinner party!” the woman said indignantly.

She put her foot in the way of the door, stopping Peggy from closing it.

The hypnotist frowned.

“I said she isn’t here,” she replied in a calm, quiet voice.

Now the woman frowned.

“Just who are you? Julie has never mentioned anyone…like you,” she asked suspiciously.

Now Peggy grinned.

“Like me? You mean sexy and powerful? My name is Domina Peggy. Who might you be?” the hypnotist asked.

“I am Marianne Norwood,” the woman replied with a sniff, as if the name should mean something to Peggy.

The hypnotist raised an eyebrow.

“Never heard of you. I will tell you this only once; go away. Leave me alone, or I promise you will be very sorry,” Peggy said menacingly.

She had little time or patience for some self-important rich client of Julie’s.

“Excuse me? You cannot talk to me like that! You look like some whore or porn star! In fact, I bet you aren’t supposed to be here! Where is Julie? I’m calling the police!” the woman said, fumbling in her designer handbag and pulling out her phone.

Peggy laughed at her.

She gestured casually and telekinetically pulled the phone from the woman’s hand, right into her own hand.

Marianne gasped.

“What? You—how?” she asked, dumbfounded.

Peggy casually tossed the phone aside, then snapped a kick into the Marianne’s stomach.

The older woman grunted, bending over in pain.

Peggy grabbed her hair and pulled her head up.

“Look into my eyes,” she said firmly, opening her own eyes wide and staring intensely at Marianne.

“You…bitch…I will…will…I…,” Marianne began angrily.

Her voice trailed off as Peggy’s eyes shimmered and began to glow a vivid emerald green.

“…what…your eyes…,” Marianne mumbled, transfixed.

Peggy’s eyes glowed even more fiercely.

“That’s it Marianne, just look deep into my eyes…deeper…deeper…feel yourself sinking…dropping quickly into a hypnotic trance…keep looking…you are so relaxed…my voice is all that you hear…you must obey me…you are mine,” Peggy said in her firm but soothing hypnotist’s voice.

She continued to hold onto Marianne’s hair.

“What? No, s-stop…stop…I…I am yours,” Marianne said as she slipped into trance, her shallow mind captured easily by the Mistress’s Gaze.

She wore a dazed expression, her eyes wide and unblinking.

Peggy let go of her latest victim’s hair and eyed the entranced woman with disdain.

“Follow me, cunt,” she commanded.

Marianne obeyed silently, following Peggy through the house and into the backyard.

“The lawn is getting a bit long back here; you can trim it for me. Strip naked,” Peggy said.

Marianne hesitated, then began to disrobe.

Peggy began to gesture and chant.

“Bi nad ghobhar…bi nad ghobar…bi nad ghobar…,” she said firmly.

Marianne began to tremble; she began to change form, transforming into a light brown goat.

Peggy smirked.

“Much better. Do a good job on the grass and I may change you back…eventually,” she said with a laugh.

The hypnotist sauntered back inside as a bewildered Marianne began to wander about the fenced backyard.

Peggy went upstairs and got into the jetted tub. She closed her eyes and pondered the entirely unexpected contact she’d had with Hypnothea.

The Goddess of Hypnotism had contacted her and asked for her help.

She could hardly believe it.

If only she knew what to do.

I don’t know nearly enough about Her. I need to do more research. Hopefully Mariah can help me; she will freak out when I tell her. Mariah…I miss her, and the others. Maybe I should get home…, Peggy thought to herself.

She sat for awhile, enjoying the warm bubbling water and pondering what she wanted to do.

Ultimately the power was too enticing, too seductive.

Dark Peggy won out, and she decided to continue with her plan.

After her soak she spend some time going through Julie’s possessions, just as her former sister-in-law had done with her belongings.

After she grew bored rifling through Julie’s things, she realized she was hungry; she ordered Chinese food to be delivered. When it arrived she noted the delivery person was a chubby but cute young blond woman.

Peggy casually hypnotized her with her flashing green eyes, then commanding her to worship her feet as she ate.

When she had finished her meal Peggy ordered the delivery woman, whose name she hadn’t bothered to learn, to lick her pussy.

After she had cum twice she sent the woman on her way with a hundred-dollar tip and no memory of being hypnotized or anything that had happened while she was entranced.

A short time later Sean, Katie and Mary returned with several large shopping bags.

“Excellent!” Peggy said after checking what her slaves had purchased.

Sean and Mary both grinned, feeling a rush of pleasure from making Peggy happy.

The hypnotist commanded Katie to make the three slaves some sandwiches; after they had all eaten Peggy had them take nice long naps using post-hypnotic triggers to send them instantly deep asleep with suggestions to awake feeling energized and refreshed in three hours.

Katie was in a guest room, while Sean and Mary were on Julie’s bed. Peggy settled in between them and fell asleep as well.

Three hours later, they were all awake and refreshed. Peggy had them all start getting ready for their evening out. While they were showering and tending to their hair and makeup, the hypnotist went and found Julie hard at work in her office, getting the information on all of her assets ready in a spreadsheet for Peggy.

“Did your lawyer draw up the papers making me your partner?” Peggy asked.

“Yes Domina,” Julie replied, holding up a folder.

“Very good. I will look at them and sign them tomorrow so you can give them back to him. I am going out tonight. You will drive us, and sit in quietly in the vehicle until we are ready to come home. Oh, and you will do so naked,” Peggy informed her.

“Yes Domina Peggy,” Julie agreed.

The hypnotist then went and oversaw Katie, Sean and Mary getting ready.

Sean was the simplest; he’d purchased a very nice charcoal grey suit and Italian-leather shoes, and gotten his hair trimmed. He looked extremely handsome in the suit; Peggy admired his appearance, helping him put on his slave collar. She then kissed him passionately. Opening his pants, she got out his stiff cock. Then she stepped back and spoke a word of magic, then began to pump her hand in the air as a man would if masturbating.

Sean gasped, feeling the sensation on his cock int time with the motion of her hand as if she were actually touching it. It didn’t take him long to cum, shooting his load all over the carpet.

“Thank you Domina,” he gasped.

Peggy chuckled and winked at him.

Katie was going out dressed in a short, sexy spaghetti-strap black dress and tall black stiletto sandals. Her hair was in a french braid, and Peggy gave her a very expensive pair of diamond drop earrings from Julie’s jewelry collection to wear, along with a matching bracelet. She had gotten a mani-pedi while she was out, her finger and toenails both a shimmering black. She also wore her slave-collar and her customary thick-rimmed glasses.

Peggy nodded her approval before moving to inspect Mary.

The actress wore a long dark green evening gown with a plunging neckline and a long slit up one side. Her shoes were similar to Katie’s, though she’d gotten her nails painted a dark green. Peggy put the two toe rings Julie had stolen from her on Mary’s feet, and gave her a pair of Julie’s emerald earrings and a large emerald ring to wear. Her hair was in a crown braid.

“You look lovely. Are you worried about someone recognizing you?” Peggy asked her as she fastened Mary’s collar around her neck.

“No Domina. I don’t care if they do. I am yours,” she replied with a smile.

Peggy nodded her approval, then kissed Mary deeply and casually fondled her tits.

“Alright, I think we are ready,” the hypnotist declared.

“Domina?” Sean asked.

Peggy looked at him quizzically.

“Are you going to get dressed?” he asked.

“No,” the hypnotist replied casually.

Sean looked as if he was going to protest, then thought better of it and lowered his eyes submissively.

Good choice, my Enslaved One, Peggy thought to herself with satisfaction.

Peggy and her three slaves climbed into Julie’s SUV; Peggy’s ex-sister-in-law was behind the wheel, also naked except for her collar and the intricate chain-and-piercings Peggy had designed and commanded her to wear.

Julie drove them out of her neighborhood and across town to an old warehouse which served as the location of an exclusive high-end nightclub called Sinners.

“Go park down the block and wait for us. Keep your phone handy and only answer it if I call you. Call me immediately if anyone approaches you or bothers you,” Peggy commanded Julie.

“Yes Domina,” Julie said.

The hypnotist nodded, and Sean exited the vehicle and opened her door.

Peggy stepped out and was joined by Mary and Katie. She strode confidently toward the entrance to the club, walking brazenly past a long line of well-dressed and attractive people hoping to be let inside.

Her three slaves followed obediently as people whispered and pointed at the exotic and sexy naked woman leading her entourage toward the club.

Peggy reached the door where a large burly man stood holding an iPad and wearing a surly expression.

Throbbing dance music could be heard coming through the club’s open door; multi-colored neon lights flashed from inside, rapidly changing from blue to green to yellow.

“Hello there. My name is Domina Peggy. I am on the list,” she said sweetly.

The man glanced at his tablet.

“I don’t see your name. Even if I did, you can’t go in naked,” he replied.

To his credit, he kept his eyes on Peggy’s rather than letting them roam her body.

The hypnotist gave a mock pout.

“Oh why not? What’s wrong with the female body? It is beautiful isn’t it?” she asked slyly.

“Maybe it is. It doesn’t change the fact that I am not letting you in. I don’t care how hot you are or how much skin you show,” the man replied.

Several people in the line began to shout encouragement, whistle, or make lewd comments.

The doorman was stoic, still keeping his eyes locked on Peggy’s.

Admirable under normal circumstances.

Dangerous when dealing with a hypnotist.

“Oh, I think you are going to let me in, honey. Just…look into my eyes,” Peggy said in a velvety voice.

Her eyes began to shimmer and then glow green as the power of the Mistress’s Gaze flowed from them into the doorman’s.

“What? Wait, how…how are you…I…,” the man stammered, taken aback by the energy emanating from Peggy’s eyes.

“That’s it…just keep looking…it is very simple…you will let my friends and I in now. Then you will realize how attractive you find me. You will get a massive hard-on for me that simply will not go away until you masturbate over me. Got it?” Peggy asked firmly, opening her eyes wider and increasing the intensity of her gaze.

The man looked like a deer caught in headlights.

“I…I…yes ma’am,” he said slowly, his eyes wide and unblinking.

Peggy smiled and let her eyes go back to normal.

The man started and began to blink.

“I…you can go in,” he said.

Peggy blew him a kiss and stepped past him into the dark, crowded and noisy club. The interior was huge; there were people dancing and drinking everywhere. The club was already packed, and many of the people in line would never get in. There was a long bar against the right hand wall, and a large stage across from it on the left. A DJ was on it, providing the pulsing music.

Her slaves followed her inside; Sean stepped in front to make a path for her. Many of the people she past did double-takes or outright stared as they realized she was naked.

Peggy’s appearance kept anyone from even noticing Mary.

The hypnotist quickly sought out a club employee and requested a VIP area. Sean produced a thick stack of cash, three times what a VIP table normally cost. After she got over the shock of Peggy’s appearance, the young woman accepted the cash and led them to a roped-off table complete with a private server named Rachel.

“Hello honey, I am Domina Peggy. You are very pretty,” Peggy said to her with a smile.

“Thank you! You are gorgeous yourself. And fierce; I really admire the naked look,” Rachel replied sincerely.

“Thank you. Please bring us a bottle of your best white wine and one of your best tequila,” Peggy said.

“That will be two thousand,” Rachel replied.

Peggy nodded, and Sean produced more cash.

“You’ll get ten if you serve topless the rest of the night,” the hypnotist replied slyly.

Rachel chewed her lip, obviously torn.

Peggy raised an eyebrow.

The server nodded.

Laughing nervously, she pulled her halter top over her head to reveal her firm, round breasts.

The group of young men at the next table over cheered and applauded.

Peggy nodded, and Sean handed Rachel the cash.

The server tucked it into her skirt and went to get the drinks.

Peggy smiled smugly.

Money.

People would do anything for it.

Degrade and debase themselves, betray friends and loved ones, lie and cheat.

“Who needs hypnotism?” Peggy said, winking at her slaves.

Sean and Mary both laughed, and even the empty-headed Katie smiled.

Rachel brought the bottles and poured Peggy and Mary wine, and shots for everyone at the table.

Peggy offered a toast to Hypnothea, and she and her slaves downed the tequila. Rachel poured another round, and Sean offered a toast to Domina Peggy.

Following the second shot, Peggy rose and began to dance to the music. Her rhythmic movements were hypnotic, and nearby club patrons found themselves enthralled by her naked body.

She motioned to her slaves to join her, and soon the four of them were swaying and gyrating to the music, touching one another, kissing and fondling each others’ bodies.

Peggy waved Rachel over; the server was surprised when Peggy brazenly kissed her on the lips. At first she started to pull away, but Peggy smelled and tasted of an intoxicating combination cinnamon and vanilla and the touch of her lips made the young woman tingle with pleasure.

Peggy began to sway to the music, holding Rachel close until the server gave in and danced with her. Peggy caressed Rachel’s breasts, and then put the server’s hands on her own.

The young woman smiled and massaged Peggy’s tits, then bent and took one of the seductive hypnotist’s nipples in her mouth and sucked at it. Peggy closed her eyes and smiled as Rachel switch to her other nipple.

Peggy returned the favor, sucking and nibbling at Rachel’s nipples. The server let dismissed her reservations and enjoyed herself, having fun with her guests.

The group danced and partied for another hour; Mary and Katie took turns grinding on Sean and Peggy, and Sean danced with his Domina, kissing her often. All three took turns sucking at her nipples while she swayed to the music. Peggy’s movements were hypnotic; people couldn’t help but watch her, and she emitted an aura the lowered inhibitions and encouraged risque behavior. Her lack of clothing seemed to be infectious; by the time the music stopped and a work crew began to clear the stage, there were almost a dozen topless women in the nearby VIP areas, and another two were completely naked except for their expensive heels. Club employees tried to get the women to cover up, threatening to call the police, but were mostly rebuffed and in the end they gave up in exasperation.

“Ah, here we go. The hypnotist is going on soon,” Peggy said eagerly as the stage was reset.

“Are you a fan of Anthony Masters?” Rachel asked, refilling Peggy’s wineglass.

The naked hypnotist chuckled.

“Not at all; in fact I find male hypnotists mostly creepy,” Peggy replied.

Rachel laughed.

“He is that, for sure. He is a total perv, thinks he is the smartest guy on the planet, a real ladies man. Arrogant and self-important,” she said.

“Sounds about right. Does he get a lot of action?” Peggy asked.

“Yes, he does. Every night he performs one or two of his prettiest volunteers go backstage with him. I’m sure they are still hypnotized. He treats the female employees like shit, like he owns us. Most of us know not to get caught alone with him or look him in the eye or we will end up sucking his cock. A lot of girls don’t believe he can do it to them, but couple of the bartenders are like totally his bitches now after telling him to fuck off at first,” Rachel said with disdain.

Peggy smiled.

“So he is a pretty good hypnotist then?” she asked.

“Very good. He loves to embarrass people, and people love to see him do it. But his show is hella-popular; it’s totally x-rated some nights. That’s why we can get away with this. Tits always come out onstage when he performs,” Rachel said, gesturing at her bare breasts.

Peggy nodded.

“So the owners are pretty relaxed about a little depravity if it makes money?” she asked.

Rachel nodded.

“Well, that and I’m pretty sure the couple who own this place are under his spell,” she replied.

“But not you?” Peggy asked slyly.

“No fucking way. I won’t give him the chance to corner me,” Rachel said confidently.

No, you won’t let him manipulate you but I got your top off just by waving a little cash in your face. What a dumb bitch you are, Peggy thought with disdain.

The hypnotist decided Rachel wasn’t worthy of enslaving even though she was sexy as hell. She was shallow and vapid, and would only be useful as a menial.

I have plenty of eye-candy in my stable, the hypnotist thought.

Strangely, Lavea popped into her mind; the tall brunette was not only beautiful and sexy but extremely capable with martial arts, firearms, computers, finance and burglary.

A far superior slave to someone like Rachel.

Peggy realized she missed her.

I need to get home, a voice said in the back of her mind.

Not tonight, Dark Peggy countered.

Composing herself, Peggy decided that Anthony Masters was little threat to her if a shallow vapid fool like Rachel could avoid his hypnotism.

I will show him the meaning of True Hypnotism, Peggy said silently to herself.

She and her group settled back around their table; Rachel poured fresh drinks and stood nearby, ready to assist her guests with anything they needed.

The stage was reset with a typical row of chairs, and a large backdrop was raised. On it was a picture of an admittedly handsome man of around sixty with short graying brown hair and light blue eyes. He was holding up a gold pocket-watch and had a mischievous smile on his face.

The backdrop proclaimed “Anthony Masters, the Lord of Hypnotism”.

Peggy snorted.

“He looks like he should be wearing a track suit and creeping on girls at the mall,” she said.

Mary and Sean laughed; Katie simply nodded in agreement.

A tall beautiful brunette woman in her early twenties walked out onstage after it was set up, wearing a long, tight sexy red dress along with sky-high red heels. She had large tits and a fantastic figure, her long wavy hair loose and diamonds glittering in her earlobes and on her wrist.

“Hello out there! I am The Lord of Hypnotism’s assistant Carrie, and I want to welcome you to Sinners! Are you all ready for the show tonight?” she asked cheerfully, her voice amplified through the PA by a hidden microphone.

The audience cheered and applauded.

Carrie nodded and smiled.

“I see that some of you started early,” she said with a chuckle, waving toward the VIP area.

This brought more cheers.

“Alright, I need to choose some volunteers; who wants to come up here and party with Anthony tonight?” Carries asked.

The audience erupted into cheers again; many people raised their hands and shouted to be chosen.

Carrie walked down among the tables and across the dance floor, a beaming smile on her face. She stopped and talked with various guests, smiling and pointing to the stage when she found someone acceptable.

There were soon seven women and four men seated onstage, leaving one empty spot.

All of the chosen subjects were young, attractive and wearing expensive stylish clothes.

“Let’s see, one more…a woman…,” Carrie mused as she stood near the VIP area.

Her eyes met Peggy’s, and the naked hypnotist smiled and raised her hand.

Carrie smiled back and nodded.

“How about our uninhibited friend with the gorgeous purple hair?” she asked.

The audience cheered and applauded.

“Domina?” Sean asked.

Mary looked concerned.

“Don’t worry my pets, I am just going to have some fun,” she said, winking at them.

The both nodded submissively, and couldn’t stop themselves from smiling.

Peggy rose and sauntered toward the stage as the crowd whistled and cheered her on.

She took her a seat at the end of the line of chairs beside a young and incredibly sexy young blonde woman with short hair and green eyes. She was dressed in a blue halter top and a short black skirt, with thousand-dollar designer heels to go with her six-hundred-dollar haircut. She seemed eager, smiling and waving to her friends in the audience.

“Nice outfit,” she said to Peggy, a look of obvious disdain on her face.

The hypnotist laughed at her.

“Jealous that more people are looking at me?” Peggy sneered.

“You wish. I’m just glad I am not as tacky as you are,” the woman shot back.

Peggy’s smile turned cold. She gestured casually and spoke a word of power under her breath.

The woman was struck suddenly with an overwhelming urge to urinate. Dismayed, she jumped up from her seat and fled the stage, running awkwardly for the restroom in her heels.

She didn’t make it.

Peggy laughed as the woman’s scream of anguish was audible over the crowd noise. Instead of going into the restroom, she instead removed her heels and ran for the club’s exit crying and humiliated.

“I’d say that was far more tacky than my appearance,” Peggy said to the next woman over, a pretty redhead who joined her in a laugh at the blonde’s expense.

Carrie quickly chose another volunteer, a sexy young Mexican woman with short dark hair and dressed in a sexy short dark blued dress and tall cork platform sandals.

“Alright, now that we have the supporting cast, let’s bring out the star of the show, Mister Anthony Masters, Lord of Hypnotism!” Carrie said after walking up onstage.

The audience cheered and applauded as loud rock music played over the PA system.

Anthony Masters strode onstage, smiling and waving to the crowd.

He was tall and slim, wearing a long-sleeved black shirt and matching slacks. A very handsome man, he flashed a devastating smile.

“Hello everyone! Thank you for coming! I am so glad you are all here to watch as I have some fun with my victims, er, I mean subjects!” Anthony declared.

He hugged and kissed Carrie, and Peggy noted the submissive look in her eyes as she stepped back into the shadows.

Of course she’s his slave. Likely his Thrall, Peggy thought to herself.

“Alright, let’s get right to it and put these folks under. Thank you all for volunteering,” Anthony said, turning toward the row of subjects.

Anthony moved to stand in front of them, surveying them as if they were his next meal. His gaze settled on Peggy, sitting casually with her legs crossed, idly shaking her bare foot.

“Well hello there; my subjects usually don’t get naked until I tell them to. Not that I am complaining,” he said, his eyes roaming Peggy’s body.

The purple-haired hypnotist smiled at him.

Anthony gave her a nod, then raised his hands.

“I will ask the audience to please be as quiet as possible. I am very good at this, so it won’t take long,” he said arrogantly.

The crowd quieted down; Anthony nodded his approval.

“Alright, I am going to ask each of you to relax for me…just listen to the sound of my voice and focus on your breathing…in and out…relaxing more and more with each breath…very good…,” he began his induction.

He swayed his hands rhythmically back and forth, timing his words to their movements in a firm but gentle monotone voice.

Peggy could feel the hypnotic energy radiating from Anthony.

He actually has some skill, she mused.

Anthony continued his induction smoothly, and already the people onstage with Peggy we starting to relax; their shoulders began to slump and their eyelids started to droop.

Peggy herself felt a slight tingle as her body began to relax.

The Dark Hypnotist shook it off.

Anthony’s power was no match for her willpower.

“You are all doing so well…relaxing deeper…deeper…your eyelids are getting heavier and heavier…you cannot stay awake…and, sleep now!” Anthony finished his induction with a loud snap.

The nine other volunteers each slumped in their seats, some leaning on one another as their eyes closed and they went into hypnosis.

Peggy sat calmly, hands folded in her lap and a slight smile on her face.

Anthony looked at her with a slight frown, which he quickly hid.

“Oh, a resistant subject. We can’t have that, can we?” he asked jovially.

He sauntered over to Peggy and raised his hand to display a gaudy ring set with a large square onyx; the flat black stone had a large diamond mounted in the center of it.

“I can tell you are sleepy my naked friend, you just need a little extra push. Look at my ring. Follow it with your eyes…,” Anthony suggested to Peggy.

He moved his hand in small circles.

The naked hypnotist smirked and raised an eyebrow. Her eyes were drawn to the ring, but not so strongly she couldn’t resist.

Anthony continued his inductions, his confidence and arrogance slowly giving way to annoyance as Peggy continued to watch and listen, casually shaking her foot.

“You are getting sleep now…your eyelids are getting heavy…heavier and heavier as you watch my ring and listen to my voice,” Anthony said, his frustration becoming more and more apparent.

Peggy yawned, covering her mouth.

Anthony grinned, believing he had finally gotten her to start going under.

Peggy stretched.

Then she laughed.

“I’m sorry; I just don’t think you are a good enough hypnotist to put me under,” she said.

Without a microphone, the audience could not make out Peggy’s words.

Anthony scowled at her.

“Is that so?” he asked quietly.

Peggy nodded.

“Yes,” she replied matter-of-factly.

Anthony muted his microphone.

“Let me guess, you are a hypnotist?” he asked sourly.

Peggy nodded again.

“I am. A better one than you,” she replied.

Anthony smiled.

“You are full of yourself, aren’t you?” he asked.

“It seems to be a common trait among hypnotists,” Peggy replied with a wink.

“Why are you here?” Anthony asked.

“I wanted to see if you are any good. You aren’t,” Peggy replied coolly.

Anthony narrowed his eyes as if to say “who the hell do you think you are?”

“How about a duel?” he asked.

His arrogance was getting the better of him; he never considered that Peggy might be a truly powerful hypnotist.

“If you’d like to be humiliated at your own show,” Peggy said.

Anthony laughed.

“We will see about that, bitch,” he retorted.

“You are awfully confident. I am an experienced duelist,” Peggy replied calmly.

Anthony snorted.

“Little lady, I am sixty-four years old. I was beating women in hypnosis duels while you were still learning to masturbate. You are going to be sucking my cock right here on stage,” he said haughtily.

Peggy smiled.

“I think not,” she said.

Anthony chuckled and gave her a creepy wink.

Then he switched his microphone back on and turned to the crowd.

“Ladies and gentleman, it appears we have another hypnotist with us tonight. Can I get a microphone for my naked friend here?” Anthony asked.

A club employee ran out with a cordless microphone and handed it to Peggy.

“Now why don’t you tell everyone your name?” Anthony asked.

Smiling, Peggy raised the microphone to her mouth.

“Hello everyone. I am Domina Peggy. It is wonderful to be here,” she said cheerfully.

“Domina Peggy and I have something special in store for you tonight; a hypnosis duel,” Anthony announced.

An excited murmur rippled through the audience.

“You like the sound of that, do you? Good. It is exactly what is sounds like; we will attempt to hypnotize one another at the same time, and whoever wins will then perform the show for you while the loser is part of the show,” Anthony explained.

The audience’s excitement increased; almost nobody in attendance had heard of hypno-dueling.

Anthony pulled a shiny gold pocket watch from his pants pocket, while Peggy reached up and slipped off her mother’s emerald pendant.

She could easily put the male hypnotist under with her flashing green eyes, but she wanted to take him down with her pendulum.

The hypnotists faced one another while the nine hypnotized volunteers sat quietly in their trances.

“Ready?” Anthony asked.

He regarded her with utter disdain, as if she were gum on the bottom of his shoe. Arrogance rolled off him in waves, and it was apparent to Peggy that he truly had zero respect for her, nor was he the least bit worried she would beat him.

Perfect. Predictable, but perfect, she thought with satisfaction.

Peggy nodded, raising her pendulum with her right hand and the microphone to her mouth with her left.

The hypnotists began their inductions at the same instant, gold pocket watch and green gemstone flashing in the overhead lights as the hypnotists skillfully swung them.

“Keep your eyes on the watch…notice how you want to follow it swinging back and forth…,” Anthony began.

The watch was an antique, engraved with a stylized A.M.; its surface was highly polished and it almost seemed to glow.

Peggy could feel the urge to follow it with her eyes; with an effort, she instead stared directly into Anthony’s eyes.

“Look at the pretty emerald, Anthony. See how it glitters…inviting you into its endless green depths…so very soothing to watch the emerald swing…to and fro…,” Peggy purred into her microphone.

She was swinging the emerald to and fro rather than back and forth. The huge sparkled in a dazzling manner as it moved.

The audience watched in rapt silence, fascinated by the spectacle.

“Listen carefully to my voice…you are feeling very relaxed…as you continue to watch the flashing gold…feeling it drawing your eyes…noticing how much you want to follow its every swing…back and forth…relaxing deeper…deeper…,” Anthony continued.

Peggy’s eyes went to the watch for an instant, following its rhythmic swing back and forth once before she managed to take her gaze from it again.

“My words are flowing into your mind Anthony…you are feeling more and more relaxed with every word I speak…the glittering green gemstone is all you see…my voice is all you can hear…your are feeling very relaxed now…it would be very easy to just give in and relax completely…to let me direct your thoughts…to let go and go into a deep hypnotic trance…you are feeling so relaxed that you are becoming sleepy…sleepy…,” Peggy said in her soothing monotone.

Her voice was insistent and powerful; Anthony had never heard anything like it.

He frowned as he felt his muscles start to relax as Peggy’s words resonated in his mind.

The emerald seemed to grow to fill his vision then recede before filling his vision again, reflecting the light into his eyes.

Anthony was surprised to find his own eyelids suddenly drooping.

The two hypnotists continued their inductions for another minute; Peggy’s pendulum continued to swing smoothly, her voice never wavering. She kept her eyes locked on Anthony’s as she resisted the admittedly strong urge to follow the pocket watch.

Anthony’s words were slowing, as was the speed of his watch’s swing. His eyelids were drooping noticeably, and his arm dropped several inches.

“You…you are…sleep…sleepy…,” Anthony mumbled.

His eyes were glued to Peggy’s pendant; panic rose in his chest as he tried to tear his gaze from it and found he could not.

His eyelids felt like they had little weights attached to them, dragging them down.

He found it difficult to think or speak; Peggy’s voice was so insistent, it was all he heard.

Anthony realized with dismay that the naked woman was actually hypnotizing him.

He had not believed for a moment she would best him; he’d face other true hypnotists before on three occasions, besting each of them.

Anthony realized he had underestimated Peggy.

Her power was incredible, and her skill was

He was going to lose, and he was going to be humiliated at his own show.

“You are very sleepy now Anthony…your eyelids are very heavy…the harder you fight to keep them open the heavier they become…you cannot stay awake…close your eyes and sleep for me now Anthony. You are hypnotized,” Peggy declared.

Anthony’s eyelids slammed shut and he dropped his watch to the stage floor. Peggy turned to the crowd with a triumphant smile, bowing as the audience applauded.

Turning to Anthony, she quickly removed his microphone and tossed it aside, then whispered in his ear.

The hypnotized hypnotist immediately moved to take Peggy’s vacated seat in the line of volunteers.

“Alright, now that we have settled who the better ’tist is, how about we have a little fun?” Peggy asked the crowd, smiling broadly.

Her question was met with cheers.

Peggy looked to where Sean, Mary and Katie were sitting.

Her Thrall was pointing and shouting.

Peggy turned to see Carrie angrily storming toward her from the side of the stage.

The naked hypnotist opened her eyes wide and allowed them to glow with the green of the Mistress’s Gaze.

The many neon lights throughout the club hid the fact the the hypnotist’s eyes were glowing with power.

Carrie looked shocked, her pace slowing as her eyes were riveted to Peggy’s.

The hypnotist stood silently, staring intently as she concentrated and released a tremendous amount of hypnotic power into Carrie.

Anthony’s assistant continued toward Peggy sluggishly, her mouth hanging open and her eyes becoming glazed.

She stopped right in front of the naked hypnotist, a dazed expression on her face.

Carrie was hypnotized.

Peggy gasped as her eyes returned to normal, breathing heavily.

The blast of hypnotic power she had unleashed was similar to the one she’d once used to hypnotize High Mistresses Jing-Mei and Gillian, and it had taxed her considerably.

“I admire your loyalty to your boss. Now kneel before me!” Peggy commanded.

Carrie immediately sank to her knees.

The audience cheered.

Peggy smiled and waved, enjoying the adulation.

The hypnotist felt a rush of power like never before.

Very good, my daughter, Peggy heard the voice of Hypnothea inside her head.

The Goddess’s voice sent a delicious shiver through Peggy’s body, a tingle that nearly caused her to orgasm.

Peggy noted that there were almost a dozen people in the audience that were hypnotized, no doubt having gone under during her induction.

“Okay, where were we? Oh yes, a hypnotism show!” she said enthusiastically.

Peggy proceeded to entertain the crowd, having the volunteer perform first several hypnotism cliches such as acting like chickens, singing and dancing, and forgetting their own names. She turned several of them, both men and women into strippers, and had others take turns spanking one another’s bare asses.

After a moment she put them all back to sleep on the floor of the stage.

Turning, she saw Anthony’s assistant still kneeling silently in her trance.

“Oh Carrie, I forgot you were there! You are feeling relaxed and wonderful. You simply want to obey me. Why don’t you kiss my feet?” Peggy commanded the hapless woman.

Carrie immediately went to her hands and knees and began to kiss the hypnotist’s sexy bare feet.

Next Peggy went to Anthony, whom she had been ignoring.

Carrie scurried after her, continuing to kiss her feet.

“Alright my dear Anthony, listen carefully. You are going to answer me truthfully…do you find me attractive?” Peggy asked him.

She held her microphone to his mouth.

“Yes,” he murmured.

Peggy turned to the crowd and grinned.

“How flattering. Tell me, were you planning to try to fuck me after the show?” she asked next.

“Yes…,” Anthony answered.

His brow furrowed; Peggy knew he was fighting her trance.

“Relax Anthony. You are deeply hypnotized. Deep, deep asleep. Just relax more and more with every word I speak and sink deeper into your trance…that’s it…dropping deeper…deeper into a hypnotic trance… You will do anything I command. You must obey me. Now stand up and strip naked please. Carrie, do the same,” Peggy ordered.

Anthony and Carrie obeyed, quickly disrobing and standing before Peggy naked.

The male hypnotist’s cock was stiff as he stood silently in his trance. He was in decent shape, and Carrie had a lovely body.

“Not bad, eh?” Peggy asked the crowd.

The audience cheered her and jeered Anthony.

“Who wants to see Anthony give Carrie a facial?” Peggy asked.

The audience cheered even louder.

“You heard them. Carrie, kneel in front of Anthony. Anthony, stroke that cock. Think about me, since you want to fuck me. Jerk off to me and cum on your assistant’s face,” Peggy commanded haughtily.

Carrie and Anthony assumed the positions Peggy had ordered; the audience hooted and jeered as Anthony began to stroke his cock.

They went positively wild as he shot his load.

“Carrie and Anthony, aware now!” Peggy said loudly as Anthony’s cock spasmed.

Carrie screamed, flinching as Anthony covered her face in his cum.

“Oh fuck! What the hell? Oh my god, Carrie I’m sorry…,” Anthony said dismayed at his actions.

Carrie was shrieking and crying.

Peggy was laughing.

The audience cheered, loving every depraved moment Peggy was providing.

She flushed, aroused by the sheer power she possessed.

“You cunt!” Anthony roared.

He took a step toward Peggy, his fist raised to strike.

She casually snapped a kick into his balls, causing him to double over gagging in pain.

Carrie stood and tried to grab Peggy.

“Freeze Carrie,” Peggy said calmly.

The naked young woman froze, unable to move a muscle.

Anthony had straightened up by this time, and while he was still in pain he was trying to make his way offstage.

Peggy looked bemused.

“Um, Anthony dear you are still under a powerful hypnotic suggestion to obey…and I haven’t dismissed you. Come back over here right now and kneel in front of me,” she ordered.

With a growl of frustration, Anthony obeyed and knelt before Peggy.

“That’s much better. Now then, why don’t you grovel at my feet now. Beg for my forgiveness for being a chauvinistic ass. You are pathetic, a mediocre hypnotist. Grovel! Beg me to forgive you for being such a pig!” Peggy ordered him coldly.

“Peggy, please…please forgive me! I’m sorry I was such a pig! Please!” Anthony said, groveling at Peggy’s feet.

“You are pathetic. Stiffen,” Peggy sneered, pointing at Anthony’s cock.

The man gasped as his penis quickly became erect again.

“Now jerk off over me again. You cannot cum until you say ‘I must obey Peggy’ loudly twenty times,” Peggy commanded.

Anthony helplessly began to stroke himself.

“I must obey Peggy…I must obey Peggy…,” he began to chant.

Smirking, Peggy turned began to exit the stage, pausing to pick up Anthony’s pocket watch.

Almost as an afterthought, she paused and turned back toward the stage, looking at the frozen Carrie, the helplessly masturbating Anthony and the other nine volunteers sprawled on the stage floor.

“Everyone, wide awake now!” Peggy said loudly into her microphone.

She snapped her fingers incredibly loudly, using magic to amplify the sound.

“I must obey Peggy! Ah!” Anthony said, shooting his load a second time as he came out of hypnosis.

Carrie could suddenly move, and she sank to the stage floor sobbing. The other volunteers began to awaken.

Smirking, Peggy sauntered off the stage to the audience’s cheers and applause.

“That’s right, suck it you fucking cunt! Yes! Fuck yes! Now swallow it!” Anthony said angrily as he came.

Carrie was on her knees, frantically sucking his cock, her hair flying wildly as she moved her head.

They were in Anthony’s dressing room, following his humiliation at Domina Peggy’s hands.

He had hypnotized Carrie and been taking out his anger and frustration on her for the past hour, along with a sexy young blonde woman named Allison that he had enslaved the night before after she’d volunteered.

Allison was currently on her knees in a deep trance, her body covered in red marks where Anthony had slapped, pinched and hit her while fucking her in her ass.

Carrie dutifully swallowed Anthony’s load; he roughly pulled his cock from her mouth and slapped her face.

“That fucking cunt! I will end her! I am going to sell you two bitches on the slave market, and then I am going to find Domina Peggy and make her my fuck-toy!” he raged.

Anthony rose and went to a small table, pouring himself a double shot of whiskey before sitting in a comfortable recliner.

“Both of you sluts go get cleaned up! Make yourselves presentable so I can sell you in the morning!” he commanded irritably.

“Yes Master!” both Carrie and Allison said, rising and hurrying to the bathroom.

Anthony sat dozing in his chair after gulping down most of his drink.

He awoke with a start; focusing his eyes he was surprised to see Domina Peggy standing in front of him with a smirk on her face.

“What the fuck!” he said, jumping to his feet.

He felt lightheaded and dizzy as if he’d been asleep for hours.

Glancing at the clock, he saw it had been nearly two.

“What are you doing here? Where are my sluts?” he demanded.

Anthony was truly shocked Peggy had so brazenly walked right into his dressing room after what she had done in the club, ruining his show and humiliating him.

He had assumed she was going to go far away, in case he sought retribution.

Anthony had underestimated Domina Peggy yet again.

“Oh I hypnotized them, erased their memories and sent them home. After I put a minor sleeping curse on you so you wouldn’t disturb me,” Peggy explained casually.

Anthony’s eyes narrowed.

“Curse? You are a witch too?” he asked in disgust.

“I wield magic as well as hypnotism, in the name of Hypnothea. So yes, I suppose I am a witch,” Peggy replied sweetly.

“What gives you the right to interfere in my business? I wasn’t bothering you. I had never even heard of you! What gives you the right?!,” Anthony demanded angrily.

“Nothing gave me anything; I took it. You are a disgusting, weak little man. An affront to real hypnotists with your little scummy operation here. And you trained Julie,” Peggy said with a sneer.

Anthony laughed.

“Julie? That is what this is about? You have some beef with Julie? I don’t even know where she is, she hasn’t been around lately! What is she to you?” he asked.

“She is my slave. She is a vile person, almost as vile as you,” Peggy replied.

Anthony scowled.

“You think you are better than me? You are no different! And at least I am not a hypocrite,” he said.

Now Peggy chuckled.

“I never claimed moral superiority; I do as I please because I am better than you. More powerful, more skilled and have far more style. I find you repulsive, weak and unworthy of being a hypnotist. And I hold you responsible for what Julie has done since you fucking trained her,” she replied haughtily.

Anthony narrowed his eyes, flushing with anger and embarrassment.

“I see that you are irrational as well as arrogant. I underestimated you, I will admit. You won’t take me so easily this time, you theatrical cunt. You are a peasant, a piece of garbage who probably learned hypnotism from a book,” he snarled.

He held up his hand, displaying his gaudy ring.

Anthony was obviously expecting Peggy to duel him again.

The sexy hypnotist-witch had no intention of doing so.

“I did learn from a book, actually,” she said calmly.

Anthony scoffed.

“I knew it! You are a pretender! I come from a family of hypnotists; I was trained by my father! You are just some cunt who stumbled onto power she didn’t earn. I will teach you some respect,” he said.

Peggy regarded him coldly.

“You wound me with your words, sir. Now allow me to wound you with mine,” she said slowly.

Too late, Anthony realized the danger he was in.

He took a step back, eyes wide in sudden fear.

Peggy began began to chant words of power, tracing intricate patterns in the air with her fingers.

Anthony let out a squeal as he felt magical power washed over him.

Peggy continued to chant.

Anthony began to sprout hair and shrink rapidly.

An instant later he had been transformed into a small grey rat.

“That’s much more appropriate. Remember that it was this “pretender” who did this to you while you scurry about looking for food,” Peggy said with satisfaction.

She tossed Anthony’s pocket watch on the floor beside his new form, then turned and walked out of the room.

An hour after transforming Anthony, Peggy moaning and shrieking with pleasure.

She was in the master bedroom of Julie’s house, standing in the middle of the room. Sean knelt in front of her as he eagerly licked her pussy; Julie knelt behind her, face buried between Peggy’s ass-cheeks as she frantically licked her owner’s asshole.

Mary stood beside Sean, paying tribute to Peggy’s tits, sucking vigorously and nibbling at he nipples.

Katie stood by the wall, watching impassively, ready to serve her owner’s whims.

“Yes, yes! Worship me slaves! Worship me! I am your owner! You must serve me, obey me and worship me! YES!” the hypnotist cried out.

Peggy trembled in ecstasy; waves of pleasure crashed over her as she orgasmed several times.

When she was finally satisfied she extricated herself and moved to the bed, flopping on her back and breathing as though she had just run a long distance.

“Oh my Goddess that was fantastic! Mmmm…Mary, Sean join me. Julie, go to the kennel and sleep. Katie, sleep on the floor at the foot of the bed,” she commanded after recovering.

Her slaves acknowledged and obeyed her commands.

Peggy smiled as Mary and Sean crawled into the bed on either side of her.

It had been a wonderful evening; her powers had grown, and she felt relaxed and confident as she drifted off to sleep.

Suddenly, Peggy found herself in a beautiful, flower-filled meadow. A small creek ran through it, and the grass was pleasantly cool beneath her bare feet. The sun felt wonderful on her bare skin, and butterflies of many colors flitted about.

“You have done well, my daughter,” came a beautiful, melodic voice.

Peggy turned to see an incredibly beautiful woman walking toward her.

The newcomer was perhaps five feet tall, with long gorgeous wavy red hair and magnificent green eyes. Her fair skin was flawless, and she had full lips that framed a dazzling smile. She was topless, her bare breasts magnificent to behold. Around her neck she wore a simple leather cord from which hung a rough disk of dolomite with a hole in the center. Her long fingernails were shimmering silver, and she wore a long light green skirt that was almost transparent and had long slits up both sides. She was barefooted, a simple gold anklet on her left ankle and a plain silver toe ring on her right second toe. Her feet were perfect, and her toenails the same silver as her fingernails.

She moved with supreme confidence and incredible grace, a joy simply to look upon.

The woman emanated an aura of hypnotic energy, and as it touched Peggy she felt herself suddenly drop deep into a hypnotic trance, ready and willing to utterly obey and worship the newcomer.

Peggy gasped as she realized she looked upon Hypnothea.

She sank to her knees.

The Goddess smiled as she walked up to stand before Peggy.

“Hello my daughter. It is lovely to meet you. I am Hypnothea, Goddess of Hypnotism,” she said in her enthralling voice.

“I am honored, my Goddess,” Peggy replied, lowering her face to the ground.

“You may look upon me, Domina Peggy. I can only contact you for a short while, and you have pleased me greatly,” the Goddess said kindly.

Peggy resumed her kneeling position, smiling up at Hypnothea. Tears of joy trickled form her eyes, and she felt a tremendous peace flow through her.

She could also feel incredible power radiating from the being before her, barely held in check.

“Thank you Goddess,” Peggy replied.

Hypnothea smiled down at her.

“I know you have endless questions, and there is much I wish to discuss with you. Sadly now is not the time. For now I simply need to know, do you truly wish to follow me? Do you trust me, Domina Peggy?” she beautiful Goddess asked.

“Yes my Goddess,” Peggy said without hesitation.

“Wonderful! If that is the case, I need you to master your darkness and find a balance. Dark Peggy is powerful and fun, but she is reckless and unpredictable with a thirst for power. She is part of you, part of your true nature…but only a part. She must be integrated rather than released. You have so much potential as a hypnotist, I am eager to see if you are the one who can free me,” Hypnothea said.

“Forgive me Goddess but…you do not know if I can?” Peggy asked.

Hypnothea chuckled.

“I am a very powerful Goddess, but I am not truly omnipotent nor can I see far into the future; the different possibilities intertwine and become confusing even to my eyes. The world of true hypnotists is dangerous, chaotic and unpredictable. Allies can become enemies, enemies can become slaves as can friends. You may end up enslaved by Donna next week or next year, and you may end up enslaving Bella. You came perilously close to becoming Julie’s slave for good. I wish to guide you, to teach you even, but there is much you must do on your own first. Also, always remember I am a capricious and fickle Goddess. There is risk to you if you follow me simply because I am…Me,” she said, winking at Peggy.

The kneeling hypnotist smiled.

“I understand,” she said.

Hypnothea nodded approvingly.

She gestured gracefully with her hand.

Peggy felt herself sink even deeper into hypnosis, a depth of trance she had never before felt.

Her mind was clear, her concentration and attention completely on the Goddess before her.

“As I said, this meeting will leave you with far more questions than answers. I am sure you are wondering why me? Peggy you are a true dominant at heart, unfettered by conscience or regret; what you did to Anthony Masters pleased Me greatly, and I approve of the way you have conducted yourself since becoming a hypnotist. I believe in female superiority; stronger women over weaker, women over men. Enslaving others is sacred to Me; you have taken to it naturally. I will leave you with two directives; first, listen to Sibyl Mariah. She is a true Priestess of Hypnotism, one of My few remaining seers. When you see her again, say I am the Dragon of Hypnothea and show her your tattoo. She will understand. Second, fate brought you to Julie’s home…seek what she has hidden from you. Do you understand Domina Peggy?” Hypnothea asked gently.

Peggy nodded eagerly, listening raptly as the Goddess spoke.

“I do, my Goddess,” she said confidently.

Hypnothea regarded her for moment, then laughed.

“Very good! I chose well in manifesting to you. A woman who has not one but two High Mistresses in her Thrall is surely worthy of serving me directly,” she said.

Peggy beamed.

“Thank you my Goddess,” she said reverently.

“I have been waiting four centuries to find a hypnotist worthy of speaking with Me, one that can assist Me in accomplishing my goals. Now time is short; tell Me, what is your greatest desire at the moment?” the Goddess asked slyly.

“To worship your feet,” Peggy replied without hesitation.

“Then you may do so,” Hypnothea said with an approving nod.

The Goddess watched with satisfaction as Peggy went to her hands and knees and began to reverently kiss her perfect bare feet.

Peggy’s lips tingled as they touched Hypnothea’s skin, an erotic shiver shooting through her after each kiss.

“You must master your darkness; it is a source of incredible power, but it can also destroy you if you do not tame it. The trance I have put you in will allow you to suppress it once again. Next time you bring your darkness out, you will have to control her…to control yourself,” Hypnothea said firmly.

“Thank you…Goddess…I will,” Peggy said between kisses.

She felt a sudden pleasant warmth fill her as Dark Peggy began to recede with a final defiant growl.

“A wise hypnotist knows they are not invincible, nor are they immune to enslavement. You have already learned this lesson, but there are many others to come. I wish you good fortune Domina Peggy. Hypnotize, dominate and humiliate until we meet again,” Hypnothea said in her melodic, entrancing voice.

Peggy awoke suddenly; she was trembling, incredibly aroused.

Reaching over, she shook gently Sean awake.

“I want you now my Enslaved One. Fuck me. Fuck me hard,” she ordered him.

Her Thrall rubbed his eyes and grinned. He climbed on top of her, his penis stiffening rapidly.

Peggy moaned as he thrust deep into her and began to fuck her enthusiastically.

The hypnotist’s moans turned to shrieks as Sean pounded her over and over.

“Yes…Yes! Oh…Oh yes…yes…Fuck me! Oh yes…yes! Fuck me my Enslaved one! Faster! Harder! Fuck ME!” she yelled.

Sean growled like an animal, kissing Peggy savagely on the lips, sucking hard at her tits, squeezing her nipples and licking her face.

Soon Peggy was screaming wordlessly in ecstasy as she had a massive orgasm, followed quickly by a second and a short time later a third.

“Oh my Goddess! Yes! I am in control! Mmmmm…cum, my Enslaved One! Cum in me now!” Peggy commanded.

Sean exploded inside her with a shout of ecstasy, his throbbing cock spasming hard as he released.

They lay for a moment in a tangle of arms and legs, sweaty and breathing heavily.

“Are you okay Domina?” Mary murmured sleepily.

Peggy chuckled.

“I am now. In fact, I am wonderful. I will tell you about it in the morning. Now go back to sleep. You too Sean,” she said.

It didn’t take long for all three to drift back to sleep.

The next morning Peggy awoke to find herself alone in bed. She sat up and yawned, looking around the room. Katie was gone from her spot on the floor.

Peggy rose and went into the bathroom.

She felt a bit groggy, almost as if she was still hypnotized, as she tried to process the meeting with Hypnothea.

Was it a dream? she wondered.

While part of her hoped it wasn’t, another part of her felt it had to be.

“Right, there’s a Goddess of Hypnotism and she’s interested in you, Peggy,” she scoffed aloud as she entered the bathroom.

Peggy stopped when she saw her reflection in the mirror, all her grogginess disappearing in an instant as she became fully awake and aware.

She was herself again.

Dark Peggy was back in her cage.

Peggy’s hair had returned to normal, and all of the jewelry Dark Peggy wore had vanished.

The dragon tattoo remained however.

Peggy smiled; she had overcome her darker urges.

Overcome, but not mastered them. You needed Hypnothea’s help to beat your darkness. We are going to have to integrate it as She said, she thought to herself as she looked in the mirror.

Her eyes were bloodshot, likely from the sheer hypnotic power she had projected from them at the club, and her muscles were sore.

She could also feel that her magical powers had grown weaker, back to the level they had been before her dark side’s emergence. Magic was second nature to Dark Peggy fueled by her sadistic and extremely dominant personality.

Peggy’s normal personality was more tempered, and she had to work harder to wield magic.

Not that she minded; Peggy considered herself a hypnotist first. Magic was messy and unwieldy at times; hypnotism was her true art.

Still, I’ll have to work on my magic too. Good thing I have Mariah as a mentor, Peggy thought with a chuckle.

She emerged from the bathroom a few minutes later to find Sean and Mary awaiting her in the bedroom.

Both were still naked, thought they had showered and Mary’s hair was brushed. She held a tray with over-easy eggs, bacon and a bagel, while Sean held a thermos of coffee and a mug.

“Good morning Domina,” Sean said, obviously surprised by her change in appearance.

“Good morning Sean, Mary. Did you both sleep well?” Peggy asked, climbing into bed.

“I did thank you. Fantastic actually,” Mary said, setting the tray on Peggy’s lap.

“I did as well,” Sean said, pouring Peggy some coffee and handing it to her.

“I’m glad. I had the most incredible…I wouldn’t call it a dream. More of a…visit,” Peggy said.

She was quite hungry and eagerly began to eat.

“A visit?” Sean inquired, setting the coffee thermos on the nightstand.

He and Mary both knelt at the foot of the bed.

Peggy nodded.

“From Hypnothea. I think she hypnotized me and helped me put Dark Peggy away,” she said, biting into her bagel.

“Really? The Goddess spoke to you?” Sean asked in wonder.

“That is wonderful, isn’t it?” Mary asked.

“Yes, it really is. She seems to like me for some reason. She has given me some…advice,” Peggy answered carefully.

Neither Sean nor Mary questioned her further; she would tell them more when and if she chose to. Instead, they each took one of Peggy’s feet in their hands and gently sucked at their owner’s toes while she ate.

When Peggy had finished eating, Mary took the tray and went downstairs while Sean helped Peggy dress in a simple pair of denim shorts and a purple long-sleeve top taken from Julie’s closet.

Peggy put her mother’s emerald pendant around her neck, while Sean reverently put the toe rings Julie had stolen from her on her middle toes.

Sean then got dressed in the clothes he’d been wearing when Julie had first hypnotized him and they went downstairs together.

“So what now, Domina?” Sean asked as they descended the stairs.

“I need to talk to Julie,” Peggy said, heading out into the backyard.

Sean silently followed his Domina.

He was relieved that Peggy’s side was no longer in control of her personality; he was also relieved that the previous night had not been more chaotic. While Peggy had caused quite a stir at the club after her participation in the hypnosis show, she was capable of far more mayhem; Sean feared the longer she stayed “dark” the more chaos she would cause.

As Sean, Mary, Katie and Peggy made their way out of the club there were half a dozen couples engaged in public display of affection that were just short of full-on sex, and several fights broke out; it was almost as if Peggy’s presence was causing the emotions of those around her to be amplified.

Julie picked them up in front of the club just as two police cars arrived, and Sean was glad that Peggy hadn’t caused more havoc.

She was certainly capable of it; her powers had increased several times over.

When she had commanded Julie to pull over in a parking lot and wait, declaring she was going back to the club to deal with Anthony Masters for good, Sean had tried to protest; he dreaded what might happen.

“Do not question me, my Enslaved One. Ever. Kiss my feet and remember your place,” Peggy had commanded him coldly.

Sean instantly obeyed, going to his hands and knees in the parking lot and kissing his owner’s bare feet.

“That’s better. Now sit in the car and wait for me,” Peggy had said.

Sean stoped kissing her feet and rose, obediently moving to sit in the car. He shared a look with Mary, apprehensive and worried as he watched his beloved Domina saunter down the street back toward the club.

The waiting had been excruciating, but to Sean’s tremendous relief Peggy returned two hours later and got into the car with a smug smile on her face.

“Anthony Masters has been punished. Now take us home Julie; I need to be worshipped,” the dark hypnotist had commanded.

Focusing on the present, Sean watched as Peggy walked up to the dog kennel where the naked Julie was sitting quietly.

The bowl Katie had served her breakfast in was empty.

“Julie, get up and come out here,” Peggy commanded, opening the door.

“Yes Domina,” Julie replied.

She immediately stood and stepped out of the kennel to stand in front of Peggy.

“You took something else from my mother’s house, didn’t you? You must answer me truthfully,” Peggy said firmly.

“Yes Domina,” Julie replied.

Peggy’s eyes narrowed; she felt a sudden urge to punch Julie in her face.

She resisted it.

“Take me to it. Now!” Peggy commanded.

“Yes Domina,” Julie said.

She led Peggy and Sean back into the house, then down into the large finished basement.

Julie took them into a small storage room off the large entertainment area and opened a wall panel that concealed a safe.

“Open it,” Peggy ordered.

Julie quickly dialed the combination and opened the safe to reveal a very large, very old book with a well-worn dark green leather cover.

There was some faded silver lettering on it.

Peggy couldn’t read it, but she suspected it was Gaelic.

“My mother had this? What is it?” Peggy asked.

“The Word of Hypnothea. It is Her bible,” Julie replied.

Peggy looked at Sean, a dumbfounded expression on her face.

“My mother was a hypnotist?” she asked quietly.

That actually explains a lot, Peggy thought to herself.

“She was. I found out about it while she was sick. She asked me to see that you got this book, along with her journal and her emerald” Julie said.

“So you took it for yourself? Oh nevermind, of course you did. Where is her journal?” Peggy asked coldly.

Julie lifted the “Word of Hypnothea” to reveal a smaller brown book.

Peggy shoved Julie aside and reverently removed the books from the safe. Looking around, she found a tablecloth and wrapped the tomes in it.

“Keep these safe for me my love,” she said, handing them to Sean.

“Of course Domina,” he replied, taking the books.

Peggy smiled and kissed him.

Then she spun around and kicked Julie viciously in the stomach.

The naked woman doubled over, gasping.

Peggy grabbed Julie’s hair and brought her knee up into her ex-sister-in-law’s face.

Julie staggered back as Peggy released her hair.

Peggy snapped a kick into her chest, then followed up with a punch to her stomach.

Julie gasped, blood trickling from her nose as she slammed into the wall.

Peggy executed a graceful spinning kick, her bare foot crashing into Julie’s temple and knocking her to the floor.

Sean watched impassively; he knew Peggy well enough that he was confident she was in control and simply needed to vent her anger at Julie.

He also didn’t care in the slightest what Peggy did to Julie.

Peggy bent and grabbed Julie’s hair, pulling her roughly to her feet.

“Get up! You will go clean yourself up. Remove the chain and piercings and get dressed in shorts and a t-shirt, then sit on the couch and don’t move or speak until I tell you to. Got it?” Peggy asked.

“Yes Domina,” Julie said.

“Good. Get out of my sight! GO!” Peggy said loudly.

Julie hurried from the room.

“Are you okay?” Sean asked quietly.

Peggy took a deep breath, letting it out slowly.

“Yes I am. Thank you. Although I may torment Julie for the rest of her life. Or maybe I will turn her into a turtle,” she replied with a smile.

Sean chuckled.

“She deserves whatever you do with her,” he said offering his Domina a hug.

Peggy embraced Sean tightly, then kissed him passionately.

“Thank you for everything you do for me. Even if I don’t give you a choice,” she whispered.

“It really is my pleasure, Domina. I love you,” Sean replied.

“I love you too,” Peggy said.

She took Sean’s hand and led him upstairs.

“I am ready to go home. I need to give Julie some final instructions and programming, and have a chat with Mary. Book the next flight to Boise for you, Katie and I. Then have Katie pack whatever you think I might want to take from here,” Peggy commanded when they reached the living room.

“Yes Domina,” Sean said obediently.

Smiling, Peggy kissed his cheek.

Then she turned to Julie, sitting quietly on the couch.

“Julie, kneel,” Peggy commanded, pointing at the floor in front of her and removing her mother’s emerald pendant from around her neck.

Julie immediately assumed a kneeling position in front of Peggy on the spot she indicated.

“Okay Julie, it is time to get you set up in your new life. Making money for me. I own you, and everything you have. Now watch the emerald,” Peggy said, raising her pendant and swinging it in front of Julie’s eyes.

The beautiful green gemstone sparkled as it moved, reflecting the light into Julie’s eyes.

Peggy slowly hypnotized Julie and took her time putting her into a very deep trance.

She then gave her former sister-in-law a series of carefully worded suggestions, repeating them several times to make sure they took solid root in Julie’s subconscious.

Satisfied, Peggy sent Julie to her bedroom to rest in a real bed.

Julie would go back to her life, running her business and transferring fifty percent of her profits to Peggy’s back account every month.

She would no longer remember how to hypnotize, and she was going to coordinate with Lavea to put most of the profits from her financial investments and asset’s into Peggy’s accounts.

Julie would find herself experiencing extreme hypnotically-enhanced guilt over stealing from Peggy’s mother; she also had a post-hypnotic trigger hidden in her subconscious that would send her into a very deep trance when Peggy spoke it.

Julie would also be traveling to Boise once a month for hypnotic reinforcement and to report on the business to Peggy, or more accurately to Lavea.

She would also be spending time as a menial slave while in Boise.

In addition, Peggy had left Julie several other wicked surprises buried deep in her mind.

Once she was finished with Julie, Peggy went and found Mary. The actress was out on the back patio doing yoga.

“Domina, how may I serve you?” she asked, quickly assuming a kneeling position before Peggy.

“You can start by standing up, Mary,” Peggy said kindly.

The still-naked actress rose.

“Thank you Domina,” Mary said.

“Mary, do you truly want to be my slave?” Peggy asked.

“Yes Domina,” Mary replied without hesitation.

Peggy grinned.

“Excellent. I am sorry about how harsh I was while I was…dark. I do love humiliating and tormenting people who have pissed me off, but you are a fun slave. I was planning to hypnotize you in L.A., but I never intended to enslave you so deeply or keep you full-time. Your servitude is recreational, for both of us. I was thinking of giving you a trigger, so you could serve me once in a while…whenever I choose,” she said with a wink.

Mary let out a relieved sigh.

“Oh thank goodness! I was thinking the same thing…but I also realized was willing to give up everything to stay with you for good, if that is what you wanted. I want to be yours, and if that was the only way…,” she said with a shrug.

“You are mine. I need to do a little reprogramming though. I mind-fucked you pretty good; you are in a waking trance right now. You need some adjustments to your suggestions to make you a part-time slave,” Peggy replied apologetically.

“What am I, a car?” Mary said with a chuckle.

Peggy laughed.

“No, you are a beautiful, talented, smart, sexy actress who I am lucky enough to own… and consider a friend. Now…look into my eyes,” Peggy said seductively.

Her eyes began to shimmer, then glow green as she activated the Mistress’s Gaze.

Two hours later an airport shuttle arrived to pick up Peggy, Sean and Katie. A limousine arrived at the same time for Mary; Peggy wanted the actress to keep up appearances and arrive at the airport the way people would expect of a celebrity of her stature.

Peggy had taken Mary into a deep trance, removing Dark Peggy’s suggestions and installing a more basic post-hypnotic trigger that would instantly turn Mary into her obedient slave.

After bringing her out of trance they talked at length, making sure they were both on the same page and planning for Mary to visit Boise in three weeks for a few days of serving and worshipping her new owner.

After arriving at the airport and saying goodbye to Mary, Peggy boarded her flight home with Katie and Sean; she carried had a backpack with The Word of Hypnothea and her mother’s journal in it, which she held in her lap as they settled in their seats.

The flight to Boise was very short, slightly less than an hour.

The book was written in Gaelic, which Peggy didn’t read; she would need a translator.

Until then, she intended to keep it secret and safe.

“Well that went pretty smoothly, didn’t it?” Sean said with a deadpan expression.

Peggy laughed and leaned over to kiss him.

“It couldn’t have gone any better, my Enslaved One. Now rest. I need you,” she said after they’d kissed deeply.

Sean nodded and smiled, closing his eyes.

Peggy leaned back in her seat and tried to sleep, but her mind was racing as she tried to process everything that had taken place.

Foremost on her mind was her conversation with Hypnothea.

I have a lot to learn and a lot to lose. I had better get my act together, Domina Peggy thought to herself as the plane began to move.