"It's good to have you back, Jenn," Magnolia grinned as she looked down at her non-binary subs -- plural, as she now had two of them.
    Jenn looked up with glossy eyes at their new temporary Mistress. They had been hypnotized before, by Crimson. Remembering that sent a shiver down their spine.
    It had been at least three years now. The pain had mostly smoothed over. Jenn had many partners since then -- Dom/mes, subs, and switches -- and Magnolia was only one of them. Lily, too. They'd come back at least once or twice a year to play with both of them, usually at Magnolia's stern "request".
    Well, that was unfair to her. She did save their life, after all. And it wasn't like Jenn never wanted to go back to her, ever, or to Lily either for that matter.
    Jenn looked to the much more conditioned, much more obedient submissive next to them. Lily was so, so cute in trance. They could never help themself but smile like a dopey idiot. It was adorably hot. No wonder Magnolia took such pleasure in mocking them at every turn. Jenn enjoyed doing it, too.
    Magnolia slowly learned what exactly pushed Jenn's buttons, at least hypnotically. At this point she knew, every time Jenn was in front of her, it was OK to pull their favorite metronome out.
    "Any final objections, Jenn?" Magnolia asked the purple haired enby with a leather jacket that was more pins than leather. She didn't ask Lily anymore.
    "No, Mistress," Jenn responded through the fog of hypnosis. Lily giggled and went along with them.
    "Good," she smirked. "Then I can go right ahead." She eyed the sheets next to her -- and the myriad of floggers, paddles, and canes on top of them. "I've had a stressful day. So I'll need two impact sluts to get my frustration out."