“And… 5! Wide awake, feeling good.”

 

Carol blinked profusely as she ran her fingers through her hair, straightening her posture.

 

”You’re getting better and better at this, girl!” She exclaimed, eyes shining with affection.

 

”So you liked it? You’re having fun?” Hannah asked, cautiously.

 

”Yeah! I didn’t expect that spiral to do much. I remember watching those as a kid, and all it did was make me dizzy,” Carol replied, glancing down at the floor and blushing slightly.

 

“Well, seeing you drop under my spell leaves me feeling dizzy, cutie,” Hannah quipped as she handed her partner a glass of water.

 

Carol gulped it down eagerly as her body relaxed a little in response to Hannah’s doting attention.

 

”Wow, now I know where Beca got her dorkiness from!”

 

Hannah playfully lobbed a pillow in Carol’s direction, smacking Carol square in the face, forcing her to drop her (mostly) empty glass of water onto the bed.

 

Hannah gave a quick sigh as her shoulders dropped. Wordlessly, she began to strip the bed as Carol went to the linen closet for a fresh pair of sheets.

 

“So… are you open to feedback?” Carol asked, as she stretched the fitted sheet over the mattress.

 

”Of course. I hope I’m not doing something wrong,” Hannah stated, sounding concerned.

 

”No! God, no. I just… I think I know how to make these… what did Beca call them, ‘sessions’?”

 

Hannah nodded.

 

”Sessions. Right. I think I know how to make these sessions more effective.”

 

”Go on,” Hannah said, almost (but not quite) too quickly.

 

”Well, remember that movie we watched last week?”

 

”Yeah, what about it?” Hannah asked.

 

”I know we didn’t really talk about it, but I saw how excited you got when that magician was mind-controlling the heroes.”

 

Hannah blushed profusely.

 

”Oh my gosh, no, it’s nothing to be ashamed of! Hannah… I’m trying to tell you that I like the idea of you doing that to me.”

 

Hannah perked up like a dog hearing the word ‘walk’.

 

”Do you think we can do a magic themed session? I think it’d be a lot of fun.”

 

Hannah traversed her way across the newly-made bed towards her partner. Placing her left hand over Carol’s cheek and jaw, she drew Carol in for a long, tender kiss.

 

Pulling back, Carol watched dutifully as Hannah lifted her index finger up a foot over Carol’s head. Hannah flashed a mischievous smile, snapped her fingers, and whispered, “sleep…”

 

 

The front door opened with a soft squeak as Carol came home from a long day at work.

 

”Honey? I’m home!”

 

Carol hung up her trench coat and kicked off her painfully-uncomfortable dress shoes while she listened for a response.

 

Nothing.

 

”Hello?? Anybody?”

 

Nothing.

 

Carol walked further into the house while loosening her tie and undoing the top button of her blouse.

 

The kitchen and living room were empty, save their tuxedo cat, Frankie, sunbathing in the window, showing a total, utter disdain for her sudden human company.

 

”Guess I’ll just have to put some trash tv on and eat Doritos…!”

 

Carol still heard no response, though she did garner some attention from Frankie at the word ‘eat’.

 

Guess she went out, Carol thought to herself as she unceremoniously pulled her blouse off and exchanged it for her favourite hoodie. Not bothering to zip it up, she plopped herself down on the couch, the hiss of air escaping from the cushion breaking the silence.

 

Reaching for her half-bag of Cool Ranch on the side table, she fumbled around in the couch cushions in search of the remote control.

 

”Aha!” She cried out triumphantly as she held her arm up in the air, remote control clenched in hand.

 

Just as she pointed it at the television, she heard the faintest voice saying, “come…”

 

Carol perked her head to one side, much as she has seen Frankie do in the past.

 

Darting her eyes from side to side, she stopped for a moment to listen, and heard only soft cat breaths. Settling down, she once again gestured to turn on the television when she heard it again!

 

 

Carol sat up, glancing over at Frankie, who showed no outward sign of having heard anything. Her breath quickening slightly, she steadied her resolve with a big handful of chips. Clutching the bag closely, she ventured further into the house.

 

 

Carol moved down the hallway, spotting a flash of white light coming out of the spare room. She picked up the pace for a moment to cross the hall quickly, only to slow as she neared the entrance.

 

She looked inside to see a perfectly formed pentagram drawn in white in the centre of the room. The drapes were closed tight, with the only light coming from the candles placed at each of the five points.

 

”Um, Hannah…?” Carol called out as she entered the room.

 

Carol’s body seemed to begin to move on autopilot as she dropped the Doritos bag, forgotten, at the doorway. Her hands moved on their own, removing her hoodie and dress pants, leaving her clad only in her black bra and knickers.

 

”Wh-what am I doing…?” Carol asked herself as she stripped down and knelt in the centre of the pentagram, hands resting on her knees, palms up.

 

As soon as she knelt down, the pentagram began to pulse with a pure, bright white light. Carol felt each pulse in her core, draining her energy with every flash of light.

 

Carol’s mind, however, seemed to be running at half-speed, unable to figure out what was happening…

 

Luckily, she didn’t have to wait for very long before Hannah joined her in their spare room. Carol looked up in awe to see Hannah’s black lacy dress with matching arm-length satin gloves. Completing the ensemble was a sleek, glossy cylindrical black wand with white tips, large crystal pendant hanging from her neck, and a wide-brimmed conical black hat.

 

She looked every bit the powerful witch.

 

Hannah strutted across the room, stopping in front of her kneeling partner. Hannah bent over as the pendant hung suspended over her chest. Her made-up eyes locked her gaze with Carol’s, seemingly pinning her down further.

 

”Honey, what’s going on - “

 

”Bound,” Hannah said softly, waving her wand softly in a small circle.

 

Carol instinctively tried to move, but found herself frozen in place as the pentagram continued to pulse unendingly.

 

“Oh, you’re not going anywhere, sweetness,” Hannah cooed softly, still keeping eye contact with Carol. Hannah reached behind her neck, unclasping the crystal pendant and holding it up above Carol’s face.

 

”Watch,” Hannah whispered, almost imperceptibly.

 

Carol’s gaze instantly fell upon the crystal pendant spinning on its chain. Hannah swung it slightly from side to side, watching her partner’s responses closely. Impressed by Carol’s ability to become captivated so quickly, Hannah quickly reached for the Doritos bag discarded off to the side and snuck a bite.

 

Carol, meanwhile, was completely ensnared by the glittering crystal dangling before her. Streaks of white energy surrounded it, captivating her further as she felt herself pulled into its centre, mind quickly emptying of conscious thought. She barely even noticed as Hannah’s whispers burrowed their way down into the deepest parts of Carol’s mind…

 

Hannah, meanwhile, sported a smile that could light up the night sky, seeing how well Carol was responding!

 

“The crystal captivates your mind as the pentagram seeps your energy,” Hannah droned softly, continuing to use the crystal to hold Carol’s gaze. “Dropping deeper and deeper, deeper than you’ve ever gone before. My crystal draws on the energy of the pentagram, which draws on your energy. The more you lose to the pentagram, the more strength the crystal collects. Even now, you’re helpless to resist it, aren’t you?”

 

Carol gaped blankly at the crystal as she gave a slight nod.

 

“Yes, and even better: I can harness the crystal’s power for my own, love.”

 

Hannah didn’t think it was possible, but somehow, Carol looked even more helplessly entranced at this revelation. 

 

Hannah replaced the pendant back around her neck, the crystal resting directly against her flesh. She inhaled sharply as she threw her head back, making a grand spectacle of soaking in the crystal’s power.

 

”All of the crystal’s power is part of me, now. Your power, drawn from my pentagram and my crystal, is now coursing through my body. It feels wonderful…! Now, look into my eyes!”

 

Carol mindlessly gaped into Hannah’s beautifully made-up eyes, her own eyes lifeless as she plummeted deeper into the abyss of hypnosis.

 

”Yes, and now that I have all your energy, you have nothing left to fight me with. You’re powerless to resist. You couldn’t resist my words if you wanted to…

 

Now, gaze deeper into my eyes…!”

 

Hannah’s eyes glowed with a fierecely bright green, holding Carol’s spellbound mind ever further.

 

”You’re lost in the abyss of my spell. My mesmerizing, bewitching trance. Tell me how you feel right now.”

 

Carol just gaped at her powerful girlfriend as she tried to formulate a response.

 

”I… I… I’m under your spell…”

 

”Yes, that’s right,” Hannah replied. “Completely entranced by my magic. I hold all of your power. You are powerless to defy me. I command, and you obey. I am your Mistress - no, your Goddess.”

 

“Yes, Goddess.”

 

Carol’s peripheral vision briefly saw Hannah flick her wand, creating a thick, black leather collar seemingly out of nowhere.

 

“This collar represents your place in life. You are my enthralled servant, my plaything. Feel it become part of you as I place it around you…”

 

Hannah leaned closer so as to secure the collar around Carol’s neck, bringing their foreheads together and bring Hannah’s gaze so deliciously close to Carol, accentuating the trance all the more.

 

Collar securely in place, Hannah moved in close, as if to kiss Carol. Their lips achingly close, Hannah whispered, “my power is flowing through your entire body.” She breathed softly into Carol’s mouth, and Carol could swear she felt a green cloud emanating from Hannah’s mouth into hers, swirling around her lungs, tingling green.

 

”I control your mind, and I control your body,” Hannah cooed. “You want more.”

 

Carol nodded dimly.

 

Hannah reached for her magic wand and placed it on Carol’s bottom lip.

 

”You know what to do, slave.”

 

Carol’s eyes rolled up in her head as she took the wand into her mouth, sucking on it for all she was worth. Fellating it deeply, her tongue traveling along its underside, she sucked on it for dear life.

 

”Yes, suck in my power, slave. Draw its energy into every part of you - especially that soft, malleable little mind of yours. After all, that wand is pointed straight at your brain, so naturally that’s where it will be strongest.”

 

Drool began to form at the sides of Carol’s mouth as she went down on the wand, having the time of her life as she brainwashed herself further and further with every lick, every suck, every jolt of magic zapping her mind.

 

Hannah giggled as she took the wand away. “I think that’s enough, slave. Stand up, now - it’s ok, your body can move again. Rise, and see my power reflected in your reflection in the mirror.”

 

Hannah helped Carol rise from her kneeling position and guided her to the mirror hanging on the wall. Carol looked at her reflection and gasped at the sparkling green in her irises, as well as the green clouds coming out of her mouth with every exhale.

 

”You’re mine.”

 

”Yours.”

 

”You obey me in all things.”

 

”I obey you in all things.”

 

Hannah giggled and snapped her fingers, saying, “wake up, remembering everything.”

 

Carol gasped at the sudden return to lucidity, still staring into the mirror. The green in her eyes remained, as well as the green clouds in her breath. Her mind barely begun to come to terms with these changes when she felt Hannah’s guiding hand to face her.

 

Carol sunk to her knees immediately.

 

”Goddess, forgive such impertinence for daring to stand in your presence. A slave should kneel at all times.”

 

Hannah laughed brightly at the sudden change in Carol’s demeanour.

 

”It’s ok, sweetie. Rise, and face me.”

 

Carol returned to an upright position, standing before Hannah.

 

”Now, tell me: how much do you remember?”

 

”Oh, all of it, Goddess: the hypnosis sessions, the talk about magic themes, the hypnotic amnesia, all the buildup to this day. It was amazing! You’re amazing. All I want to do is obey, serve, and worship you, Goddess.”

 

Hannah removed her hat and flung it into the corner.

 

”Then worship me, slave,” Hannah said as she began to lower her dress.

 

”Yes, Goddess,” Carol replied, eagerly accepting her new role.