Mercedes held Beth by the arm. “Ragdoll,” she said. 

Beth’s eyes closed and she felt her submissive’s body go completely limp. She gently lowered the girl to the bed, her limbs laying where they flopped. Mercedes knelt on the bed a moment, admiring Beth’s suggestibility, as well as her evident arousal. The power and the control Beth had given up to her for their scene was intoxicating and arousing as well.

Stroking strands of hair out of Beth’s face, Mercedes lent over to whisper instructions in her ear: “Alright, Beth, for the duration of our scene, I’m going to have control over your mobility. When I take a part of your body and say the word ‘lock’, it will lock in place, because you, sweet, silly, sexy Beth, have given me that control. Isn’t that right?”

Beth made no reply, but Mercedes could see her breathing get a little shallower, her face flush and her nipples get harder as new arousal coursed through her entranced body. 

Mercedes locked Beth in a spread eagle position and ran a finger from her chin down to between her legs, enjoying the sensation of her mind fighting her body’s need to squirm under the touch.

“God, this is going to be great,” Mercedes said.