It was late in the evening, and Freya was planning to turn in for the night. She had already showered, and was just about to remove her dressing gown, when she heard a tentative knock at the door. She frowned to herself. She would have remembered arranging a meeting at this hour, and none of her subjects had seemed to be having troubles, so who could it be? She walked over, opened the door, and jumped in surprise despite herself as she saw one of the teachers standing there.

Miss Hill was the elemental channelling teacher. Tall and blonde, with freckled skin, she was easily the youngest faculty member - she had only just finished teaching college in the last year or so, and this was her first assignment. Ordinarily, her age was the only thing that gave this away; she was always completely in control of herself and the class. Now, however, she looked nervous: hands fidgeting with her dress, eyes darting from side to side. Her hair was loose, released from its usual braid.

“What may I do for you, ma’am?” Freya asked, regaining her composure.

“May I come inside? And please dispense with the formalities - you can call me Valerie for now,” came the hushed reply.

Freya gestured for her to enter, ensuring the door was locked behind them before turning towards the teacher.

“Not to be too blunt, but I do hope that this is important. I was just about to head off to bed, and I do not take any of your classes.”

Valerie blushed under her stare, before replying. “Yes. I’m sorry for the late visit, but it was the only way I could avoid getting caught. I… I want you to enchant me.”

Once again, Freya failed to completely contain her shocked reaction. Her first instinct was that Valerie was a spy for the teachers, but none of her own spies had reported any such stirrings. That did not mean she was clear, of course, but did mean she had to consider other possibilities. Reining in her thoughts, she turned back towards the blonde, who was still squirming slightly under Freya’s gaze.

“May I ask why? If you are in need of such services, surely you could get Mr. Briar to perform them?” Mr. Briar was Lightward’s enchantment teacher, and was quite good at it. If Valerie wanted to be enchanted for medical or other practical reasons, he would logically be her first choice, and so this was a good way to check her motivations.

Valerie shook her head, rolling her eyes and regaining some of her usual cool. “That crusty old fool? Please don’t beat around the bush, Freya. You know exactly why I’d come to you for enchantment.”

“I am not sure that I do. Please spell it out for me.” If Valerie was a spy, this should hopefully deflect suspicion; if she was genuine, it would put her on the back foot. Judging from the flustered reaction Freya got, the latter started to seem more likely.

“There are… rumours floating that you’re, um, enchanting girls in your year into having sex with you. I… I want that. Please.”

Best not to confirm anything yet. Freya gasped performatively. “Miss Hill! You do realise that you are soliciting a student, based on nothing more than rumours! This could cost you your job, if not your ability to ever teach again!”

“Again, please don’t play coy with me. See… look, I’m lonely here, alright? You’re all my peers, far more so than any member of staff, and… I want this. Please don’t deny me.”

Her voice was raw enough with emotion, and the expression on her face vulnerable enough, that Freya decided to trust her. She would still have to be careful… but there seemed to be enough genuine need there which she could use, even if it was partly a lie. She took a deep breath.

“Very well. Yes, those rumours are correct. Yes, I will enchant you, especially since I have now confirmed it. Let me be clear, however: I do not want this to be a transactional thing. I will enforce your secrecy, for your sake as much as mine, but beyond that, I will not expect any favours from you in exchange for this. I give you pleasure, you give me pleasure. That is all there will be to it. Do you understand?”

“Y- yes, Freya.”

“Wonderful. Shall we begin now?” Valerie nodded eagerly, biting her lip, prompting a smile out of Freya. “Then how about we move to the bedroom?”

Freya sat on the bed, opposite Valerie. She decided against using any tools, in favour of just dropping her with her words and body, which would leave less of an imprint. Fortunately, she had practiced mundane hypnosis almost as much as enchantment. If all went well, she would expend a minimum of traceable magic, while still having Valerie under her spell just as much as anyone else.

“So, Valerie, all I want you to do is look into my eyes. Just hold my gaze, and listen to my voice.” Valerie did so, green eyes meeting Freya’s dark blue.

“Good girl. Allow your breathing to slow, body becoming still as you gaze into my eyes and obey my voice. Very good, just breathing in… and out… in… and out… nice and slow… just like that.” She synced her own breath with that of her subject, making it easier for Valerie to follow.

“Now, tell me - how do you want this to feel?”
Valerie answered almost instantly. “I want to feel helpless. Unable to disobey, no matter my wishes.”

“Then that is what you will feel. In fact, you might be able to feel that already. Tell me - can you look away from my eyes? Try it now, and find that, really, you cannot. Your eyes are bound to mine, locked into my gaze. Your body cannot stir from this position to get you away… your ears cannot help but listen to my words, mind cannot help but obey them. You cannot even blink… just completely trapped by my words. Very good.

“You can stop trying to look away now, dear. There we go. So much more relaxing, is it not? So much better and easier to just sink… and follow… and obey. Repeat that for me.”

“Sink… follow… obey.”

“Yes, just like that. Eyes getting heavier, mind getting slower, body getting sleepier. Sink, follow, obey.”

“Sink, follow, obey.”

“Good girl. You want to close your eyes, want to let your body fall back into slumber, but you cannot. Not yet, not without my permission. Sink, follow, obey.”

“Sink, follow, obey.”

“Soon I will allow you to sleep. And when I do that, you will become completely bound to me. To my words, to my body, to my orders. I will be your Mistress. Sink, follow, obey.”

“Sink, follow, obey.”

“I will count down from ten, and on zero, you will fall asleep, and under my control. On each number, you will tell me what you must do, even as your mind and body shut down and drift into slumber.

“Ten.”

“Sink, follow, obey.”

“Nine.”

“Sink, follow, obey.”

“Eight.”

“Siiink… follow… obeyyy.”

“Seven.”

“S’nk… f’llow… obey.”

“Six.”

“S… sink.”

“Five.”

“Ffff…ollow.”

“Four.”

“Ohhhh…beyyy.”

“Three.”

“Slee… sink.”

“Two.”

“Fu- follow.”

“One.”

“Obey.”

“Zero. SLEEP.”

Freya lashed out with her magic, which until now had been slowly weaving its way into Valerie’s mind. In this second, it grabbed hold of her with full force, dragging her completely under Freya’s control, with precise action and minimal effort. Valerie’s eyes slammed shut and she dropped backwards onto the pillows, completely bound to Freya’s will.

Freya retreated her magic from Valerie and held her breath, waiting for any adverse reactions… but it seemed as though she had pulled it off. The brief burst of enchantment seemed to have been enough to seal the hypnosis into something more absolute, ensuring the teacher’s complete compliance just as though she had been fully enchanted. It did not seem to have triggered any spells of protection or detection she had on her. The ruse was complete.

That was assuming Valerie was, in fact, lying to Freya about her motivations, which she was still yet to determine. After deepening the trance - letting the blonde struggle against Freya’s dominion, before letting her fall even deeper, Freya began to speak.

“Valerie, in a moment I shall wake you up, and you will swear yourself to me as my servant. You will be completely honest when I ask you any questions. Wake up.”

Valerie stirred, reluctantly opening her eyes and sitting back up. Upon noticing Freya, her expression changed from sleepy confusion to subservience. She scrambled off the bed and knelt at Freya’s feet.

“Mistress Freya. I am now your servant, loyal only to You. I will do exactly as You ask of me, without question or complaint. I am Yours to do with as You wish.” She took Freya’s hand in her own and brought it to her lips.

“Well, Valerie. That is quite the reaction. Now, I want to know - how much of what you told me before was a lie? Were you actually a spy for the faculty?”

Valerie looked abashed. “Sort of, Mistress. Yes, I was setting out to spy on You, to work out what You were doing, see if the rumours were true. But it wasn’t in any official capacity - none of the other teachers asked me to do this.”

“I see.” That would explain the lack of warning. “So what would you have done if you had managed to resist?”

“I would have reported Your actions, of course. You probably would have been expelled.”

“Oh, I am well aware of that.” Freya reached down to cup the teacher’s face with one hand, bringing her eyes up to meet her own. “But you will not be doing that now, will you?”

“Of course not, Mistress! I beg Your forgiveness for ever having planned otherwise.”

“There, there, it is all behind us now. You were unenlightened before. Now, I can make you into another perfect servant - as you seem to be rapidly becoming.”

Valerie reacted noticeably to this, shuddering slightly. Interesting. Freya continued.

“So, that brings me back to my first question: was it all a lie?”

“No, Mistress. Part of me was wondering about what would happen if You did catch me… and the truth is, I sort of wanted it. I… I’ve known about my fetish for enchantment for some time now, and the idea of being turned into Your servant, going against my duties as a teacher… being corrupted by you… it was so tempting. I did try to resist, but… I’m not sure how much I did. And I am truly lonely here; I do want Your companionship… if You will have me.”

Freya smiled. “I would not call it “corruption”, but I am glad to hear that parts of your request were genuine. So… how about we solidify our bond, hm? Make it so that if I go down, so do you. Strip off for me.”

Valerie immediately stood up, all shyness and regret vanishing. She smoothly removed her clothes, sliding them off her toned frame as she swayed from side to side, twirling to give her Mistress a full view. Without her sensible clothing or hairstyle, she could easily be mistaken for another student. She bit her lip, waiting anxiously for Freya’s verdict.

“Beautiful,” she declared, and Valerie beamed. “Now, go lie on the bed for me.”

She did so, spreading her legs invitingly as Freya divested herself of her own clothes. Her Mistress chose not to take the invitation, however, instead lowering herself over Valerie’s mouth.

“Well? What are you waiting for?” And Valerie began to taste her Mistress, Freya starting to rub against her as she did so, showing her exactly where to place her tongue. She was a quick learner, and soon Freya was gasping with pleasure.

“Good girl… doing such a good job for me… becoming addicted to me… to my taste, my scent, my voice… everything- unf- about me becoming irresistible… you cannot- ohh- get enough… yes, like that, good girl, good- ahhhhh!” She barely smothered her cry with a fist, Valerie moaning with desire beneath her as she climaxed. She eventually relaxed right onto the teacher’s face, allowing her to start gasping for breath before moving off and giving her relief.

Valerie whined needily as Freya began to dress herself, sensing that she wouldn’t get any release herself. Her Mistress just chuckled. “Oh, you will get pleasure tonight… but not yet. I want to reinforce some rules first, so for now, just sleep.” The tension instantly drained from the blonde’s body as her eyes closed again. Freya sat down next to her, beginning to caress her body as she spoke.

“Now, as I said, I am not expecting any favours from you as part of this. Unlike some people, I do not lie when it comes to these matters. So, in your day-to-day life, your external behaviour will be as though none of this has happened. You will dissuade teachers from pursuing this matter, but beyond that, it will be as though we have barely interacted. Only when I approach you as your Mistress will you acknowledge our relationship. Is that understood?”

“Yes, Mistress.”

“Good girl. Now, I do wish to help you. Are you having any problems, other than loneliness, which I may be able to assist you with?”

“No, Mistress. Your companionship is more than enough.”

“Well, let me know if that changes.”

“Very well, Mistress. Are… are You sure You do not want anything in return for this? You’re being awfully generous.”

“I am certain. As a superior, I have the right to take you as my servant, but I have responsibilities towards you and all my servants. If you must see it as transactional, think of it as the price of your silence and cooperation.”

“Understood, Mistress.”

“Very good. Now, I believe it is time for you to wake up. I will count up to ten, and when I reach it, you will wake up fully, aware that I am your Mistress, but otherwise unchanged from before. However, when you get to bed - the teachers have individual rooms, yes?”

“Yes, Mistress.”

“Excellent. As I was saying, when you get to bed, you will touch yourself to my image. To the fact that I have taken control of you, turned you against the other staff. To the fact that you are helpless against me. To the fact that you enjoy all of those facts. Is that clear?”

Valerie moaned at the image. “Crystal clear, Mistress.”

“In that case, find yourself waking up. One, two, three, mind stirring. Four, five, six, regaining control of your body. Seven, eight, nine, eyes beginning to open, starting to sit up. And ten, wide awake for me.”

“How are you feeling?”

“I… uh… I don’t know. Conflicted, I guess.”

“Well, I am sure we will deal with that sensation in time. For now, however… off you pop.”

“Yes, Mistress.” Valerie started to gather her clothes back up. As she was at the door, Freya stopped her.

“Remind me what you need to do, Miss Hill?” The way she said it sounded so wrong and so right at the same time.

“I will go to bed, and get off on the fact of your control over me.”

“Good girl. And what must you do at any time, if I command it?”

“Sink, follow, and obey.” Her gaze softened as she said it, jaw slackening. Freya snapped her fingers, jolting her back to reality.

“Well remembered. I need to sleep now; you are dismissed.”

“Goodnight, Mistress.”