"I'm sorry," Alice asked, rubbing her temple in an effort to clear the cobwebs out of her head, "but who did you say you were again? Some sort of door-to-door salesman?" Alice didn't think there were any such things anymore, but if there were she had to imagine this is exactly what one would look like--he was a dapper young man, with a crisp gray suit and sandy blond hair slicked back with such immaculate precision she almost imagined it snapping onto his skull like he was made out of Lego. He had a gleaming smile and sparkling blue eyes and a downright suspiciously trustworthy demeanor, and he looked at Alice as though he fully expected her to end the day with a vacuum cleaner or a brand new set of encyclopedias she'd never use.

But he just laughed at her question, and shook his head with a wide smile of merriment on his dimpled pink cheeks. "No, I already told you, I'm a hypnotist, remember?" he told her, his cheerful tones belied by the icy honesty of his words. "We've been standing out here for about ten minutes now, and I gave you a suggestion that every time you tried to think about what happened, you'd go into a pleasant little trance and awaken a tiny bit more fractionated and compliant and eager to obey."

Alice felt a chill run down her spine at the unapologetic way he phrased it, as if he was absolutely confident that it wouldn't matter what he said to her because she'd no doubt forget it in a few moments. But--but that was impossible, wasn't it? It had to be impossible, there was no way she wouldn't remember gazing into those beautiful blue eyes and... and feeling her eyelids getting heavy, listening to his soothing baritone voice as he lulled her into placid, nodding acceptance, letting her dazed and distracted thoughts go until her jaw went slack and her head drooped forward and she... simply... slept....

Her eyelids fluttered open, the momentary fit of woolgathering vanishing as soon as it arrived. "I'm sorry," she murmured, her brow furrowing in consternation as she struggled to regain her place in the conversation. "I'm afraid you've caught me on something of a busy day, I just moved in and everything's all over the place. Including me. W-who did you say you were again?" Alice frowned, feeling as though something important was on the tip of her tongue without quite remembering what it was. It had something to do with the smartly dressed young man standing on her doorstep, she was sure of it, but--

"I'm Kellen--you know, the man who keeps hypnotizing you. You were about to invite me in, remember?" He stepped to the side to look past Alice's shoulder into her new townhouse, but Alice was too distracted by the stinging shock of his words to bother trying to hide the clutter of boxes and furniture stacked up against the far wall behind her. He just told her he hypnotized her, that he kept hypnotizing her, and she felt like there was something vitally important associated with that and she needed to remember it but every time she tried to concentrate she felt a heavy, muzzy feeling pressing down on the inside of her head and it got harder and harder to... to... think....

Alice blinked heavily, refocusing her gaze as if she'd been staring off into the wide blue sky and only just now noticed the man standing in front of her. "I'm sorry, where are my manners?" she said brightly, stepping out of the way to allow him inside. "Please come in. The whole place is a disaster area, I've only been living here for about six hours and the first three were just telling the movers where to put everything, but you're welcome to find a seat wherever you can. Now who did you say you were with, again? The, the homeowner's association, or....?" She knew she was blatantly fishing for a prompt to jog her memory, but it had been a long day and whatever Kellen was doing here it kept slipping right out of her head. As embarrassing as it was, she needed a little help.

He stepped inside, closing the door behind him and fixing her with a friendly but somehow naturally penetrating stare that seemed intimately familiar. "Oh, I'm not with anyone," he said, once again in those same disarmingly honest tones. "I saw the moving van, I saw you directing the movers all by yourself, and it occurred to me you might be single and vulnerable and easy to manipulate. You don't have a husband, right? Nobody to notice if you started submitting sexually to a charismatic hypnotist?"

A frown crossed Alice's face, but by the time she managed to mutter, "H-hypnotist?" it was already fading into blank, vacuous contemplation. He was doing it on purpose, she told herself in the flittering instant between her sudden recollection of all the previous times they'd had this exact same exchange and her swift, sudden descent into indolent lethargy. He kept reminding her what he was doing to her because he wanted her to think about it, because every time she thought about it her thoughts grew heavy and sluggish and dull and her mind drifted down into deep, obedient... sleep....

She found herself wiping away a trickle of drool from the corner of her mouth. "I am dreadfully sorry," she exclaimed softly, putting a hand on the wall to steady it. "I think the excitement of the day must be getting to me a bit, I'm feeling awfully, um, tired. I... you were asking about my husband, weren't you? I'm afraid I don't have one anymore. New home, new life, new start, you know? Time to get rid of all those bad old memories and f-forget the past." Alice's lips moved silently for a moment, repeating the word 'forget' to herself and trying to figure out why it had such powerful associations for her right now.

"Forgetting is very important, isn't it, Alice?" Kellen asked, taking a tiny step closer to her as he spoke. It wasn't enough to invade her personal space, not quite, but it did emphasize the difference in their respective heights and Alice had to look up to hold eye contact with him. "You keep forgetting, every time you drop into trance for me, and it reminds you how weak and malleable your mind is and how easily and effortlessly I exert my control over you. Isn't that right, good girl?" Alice opened her mouth to speak, shocked by the blatantly sexual undertone of his comments, but she found her jaw hanging slack as her thoughts turned to vacant self-absorption instead.

She did keep forgetting. Alice suddenly remembered just how true that was, and the sheer force of association instantly caused her eyelids to flutter as the memory of trance brought back the sensations of trance in her fractionated brain. She kept forgetting because Kellen told her to keep forgetting, and the harder she tried to resist him with recollections the more she found herself sinking into the quicksand mire of mesmerized obedience until her... her head drooped forward and her thoughts went all muzzy and blank, until her eyes slipped shut and she felt her defiance once again collapse into compliance instead, until she was... weak and, and malleable for him, there was no other way to put it, and every time he defeated her will she grew more and more submissive and docile and tame. Until she couldn't fight him at all anymore. Until she stopped even wanting to try.

"Sorry, yes, you're absolutely right," Alice mumbled, even though she had absolutely no idea what she was agreeing with. It seemed so terribly rude to ask, when Kellen had been incredibly patient with her already while she spent half her time off with the fairies, and she only hoped he didn't notice how dazed and distracted she'd gotten by the end of the long day. "I apologize, I'm not usually this, um, this...." She trailed off into silence, too tongue-tied and groggy even to express her inability to express herself. She wondered absently if it would be rude to simply sit down on the floor in front of her houseguest; the thought of going all the way across the room and digging a chair out of the pile of belongings stacked up in the corner felt too exhausting to even consider right now.

Kellen smiled sympathetically at her, clearly noticing her sudden exhaustion. "This dumb and horny?" he finished for her, putting a hand on Alice's shoulder and pressing gently but firmly until her knees simply buckled underneath her. "It's okay, I understand. That's the hypnosis working on you. It's melting your brain to mush, every round of fractionation making your stupefied mind that much more vulnerable to my manipulation, and I'm only telling you this because your throbbing cunt is going to make it too hard for you to think about what I'm saying, isn't it, sweetie?" Alice stared up at him, struggling to parse his words....

And failing. It felt so good to fail, so absolutely delightful to simply stare up at him with her eyes half-open and her jaw slack while her brain spun its wheels uselessly trying to make sense of the simplest statements. Alice felt her lips curl into a dopey grin as her pussy began to tingle, the mellow bliss of trance finally soaking so deep into her befuddled mind that it went all the way down to her swollen, needy clit. He'd told her it was going to happen, warned her that her cunt was eventually going to betray her into his power, and she... she'd just... she'd somehow managed to--

"Oh, um, uh, sorry!" Alice squeaked, a bright red flush spreading across her cheeks as she tried to tug her dress back into place. "I, um, I guess I must have, I, I thought we were, um...." She trailed off into silence, suddenly and acutely aware that she was down on her knees in front of a man she'd known perhaps an hour and he had an unmistakable bulge in his immaculately tailored trousers. "W-what were we doing? I think I might need you to refresh my memory." Alice had no idea why she felt so unexpectedly deferential to Kellen, but it was hard to gaze up at him from the floor and imagine herself his equal in any sense of the word.

"But I keep refreshing your memory, silly girl," Kellen cooed, reaching down and cupping her cheek with one strong hand. "I keep reminding you again and again that I'm turning you into my docile hypnotized slave and you can't fight it because the more you try to fight it the more you drop back into trance for me, and every time I do your eyes roll back in that pretty head of yours and you fractionate yourself even deeper into obedience, don't you?" Alice couldn't help it, she felt her head lolling against his supporting grasp and her pupils gazing endlessly up and up and up until all they saw was the warm darkness behind her own eyelids. Her mind collapsed without a struggle, and she giggled in muzzy bliss as the suggestion took hold again.

This time, her fingers slipped all the way into the waistband of her panties, and Alice discovered to her utter joy that she was a soaking mess down there. Her hand slid up and down her slick labia, teasing her cunt until every last nerve lit up with ecstasy, and she barely even registered Kellen guiding her head forward to nuzzle at his crotch like a submissive pup. He spoke to her, adding more and more complexities to the programming inside her vulnerable brain, but she found herself too preoccupied with pleasure to pay conscious attention to any of it. She didn't need to remember it anyway. It always felt so much better to forget.

To f-f-forget.... "I'm sorry, Master," Alice mumbled, not even catching the way she addressed him now. "Wha, what were we doing?" She couldn't seem to make herself stop masturbating, but she knew it would be fine. Alice could always be as lewd and as sexual as she wanted around her owner, more than she'd ever been with her boring old husband, and he would accept her and encourage her and find new ways for her to express the horny slutty side of her personality that was bound to begin emerging along with the rest of her new self. She rubbed her cheek against the bulge in his pants, sighing softly in euphoric bliss at the notion of becoming the needy fucktoy she'd never known she always truly was.

"I think you were about to suck my cock, slave," Kellen growled, unzipping his trousers and pulling out his stiff prick. "I think it's going to drop you very deep, and this time you won't wake up until I tell you to. Because you're so easy to hypnotize, aren't you, my pretty little slut?" Alice's eyes widened in one final realization of what was happening to her, and her lips gaped open in shock and dismay. Then Kellen filled them with his shaft, and everything fell away again as her fractionated brain failed to put up even the slightest bit of resistance to her Master's commands.

THE END