"There is one more thing we should talk about before you decide, Zach…

"I'm not sure what your feelings are at the moment, but this isn't going to be a romantic relationship. I'm fond of you, and I'm having a lot of fun hypnotising you and having you serve me. But we're not going to be girlfriend and boyfriend, even if things continue."

Zach's face fell. "Oh no. Do you already have a boyfriend?"

"No Zach. I have two girlfriends."

"Oh."

"I've had boyfriends, but they never quite worked out. I feel dominant with them, but that's not the same as romance. And I love both my girlfriends a whole lot, but we're all pretty independent people and there's something to be said for having your own space.

"Honestly I think I'd be happier just living with a cute boy who can serve me and do the housework when I'm feeling lazy, but that might be about it."

"Okay. And I'm not going to get in the way of that goal?"

"Zach… you really don't think some questions through before asking, do you?"

"What do you mean— oh."

"Thank goodness, the penny dropped."

"Wait, you think I'm cute?"

Robin laughed.

"Yes, you doofus. Zach, you're adorable. I wouldn't be having nearly as much fun if it weren't for the cute look on your face when you're hypnotised!"

Zach blushed. "I didn't realise someone could look cute while hypnotised."

"Of course. Although you look cute plenty of other times too, I promise."

"Okay, so not a relationship, but a kind of friendship with… hypnosis benefits?"

"Hmm… and some other benefits too. I'd say it'll still be a kind of relationship. We're going to learn a lot about each other. And you're putting a lot of trust in me with your mind. Hypnosis is an incredibly intimate thing."

"Okay. But not romance?"

"Afraid not, Zach. But, I'd like you to think carefully about your feelings for me. I know the last week has been really intense, and I'm sure me deliberately pushing all your kink buttons was thrilling. But that's not the same as loving someone, right?"

"Right." Zach knew Robin had a point, and he knew she wasn't manipulating him this time. He liked Robin, he trusted her enough to be vulnerable with her, and their hypnosis sessions had been really hot. He would be excited to submit to her and serve at her feet. But if he was honest with himself, he didn't love Robin, at least not romantic love, and he couldn't imagine that changing.

Zach spoke carefully, still figuring out his own thoughts himself. "I think it's more like… infatuation, or a crush."

Robin nodded. "That makes sense."

"The hypnosis has been incredible. And you're right, I love serving you and I can't get enough of your feet. But it's not love."

"And that's okay, right?"

"Right." Zach nodded. "I am having heaps of fun though. And I'd love for that to continue."

They talked a little more. There were a few other details they both wanted to check.

Then Robin insisted they do one trance before they finish up for the evening. Zach got the sense Robin had planned something special.

Zach returned to his usual seat was waiting expectantly when he realised something.

"Hey… I just noticed your usual footrest isn't here."

"Oh, what an odd coincidence!" Robin smirked.

"What did you do with it? Or did you hypnotise me so it's invisible or something?"

"It's just over there in the corner, Zach." Robin pointed.

"Oh. So it is. How did it get there? And when?"

"Zach, that's not important right now."

"Was it there before dinner?"

"Zach, stop looking at the footrest. Focus on my feet now."

"Oh?" Zach looked back at Robin and then down at her feet. She'd crossed one leg over the other and one of her feet was already swaying. "Oh…"

"That's right. Just watch… Remember the conditioning I talked about?"

"Oh… right," Zach sighed as his eyes locked to the movement of her foot. "Conditioning."

"Mhmm. Most every time I've hypnotised you, you've been looking at my feet. And that association has gently carved a groove in your brain. For you, my feet are hypnotic."

Zach couldn't argue as he felt his thoughts grind to a halt. As he stared at Robin's foot bouncing up and down, that familiar dazed feeling was returning. 

"That association is compounded by the familiar surroundings and situation. Every night for a week you've sat in that spot as I've hypnotised you. For you that's your 'being hypnotised' chair."

Zach kept nodding. It was hard to do anything else. Honestly Robin could've been explaining why Zach should sign over his savings account to her and he'd probably be nodding and agreeing it all made sense.

"Additionally, you already had a whole built-in set of associations. You find feet sexy. You love it when a lady tells you what to do. And when you're turned on, you just want to agree and submit to me further."

"Did… Did I really have all those associations before?" Zach was almost surprised to hear himself talking. It felt hard to string a whole sentence together.

"That's an interesting question which I'd love to discuss more some other time. For now: it doesn't matter. Tell me that, Zach."

"It doesn't matter."

"That's right. Good boy."

Zach watched Robin's toes wiggle in front of his eyes and let out a weak helpless sigh.

"All that matters right now is looking at my feet. Tell me."

"All that matters right now is looking at your feet, Robin." Zach felt the words tumble out of him. Suddenly they were the only words in his head, like Robin had written a script for him right to his mind.

"Very good, my obedient boy. You need to serve my feet, don't you?"

"Y-Yes Robin, I need to serve your feet." Zach still felt so dazed, so helpless to do anything but agree with Robin's words.

"You need to serve me."

"I need to serve you." But along with that dazed feeling, he was also feeling so so turned on.

"You are helpless for my feet."

"I am helpless for your feet." Somehow he was barely aware of his own body, except for how turned on he was.

"You can't resist them."

"I can't resist them." There was just Robin's feet, Robin's voice, and his arousal.

"You are under my control."

"I am under my control." He could barely think, but he was so so aroused.

"Move closer to them, my hypnotised boy."

Zach found himself obediently sliding out of his seat and dazedly crawling towards Robin's feet.

"The closer you are, the deeper you sink under my power."

"…closer I am… the deeper I… sink…" He needed to be closer to Robin's gorgeous feet. He needed to sink deeper under Robin's power.

"There's no resisting it. Until you're completely mine."

"…no resisting…" Zach felt his last few thoughts trickle away as he fell completely under Robin's control.

"That's close enough. You're mine now, Zach."

Zach stared at Robin's feet, inches away. Just one thought in his head: he was hers now. 

"That's right. It feels so good to be mine."

It felt so good. He was still just staring but… it was like Robin's words were being written straight into his mind. It felt so good to be hers.

"No choice, no free will, just my words."

Just her words.

"Very good, my hypnotised boy."

Zach felt joy and pleasure pulse within him at Robin's praise.

"Now, as you so keenly noted, I've been lacking a footrest. But not anymore, because I have a most capable footrest in front of me.

"In a moment I'll lift my feet, and you're going to move yourself to be just below them, your back nice and level, in position to become my perfect footrest."

Zach stared dazedly as the words slipped straight into his mind. He was going to be Robin's perfect footrest.

"And when you feel the weight of my lovely feet rest on you, that gentle weight will send you down even deeper. Your mind will be perfectly, serenely blank: my footrest has no need of thoughts or will. You will be my footrest and that's all you need to be until I tell you otherwise."

That was all Zach needed to be: Robin's footrest.

Robin lifted her feet from the floor and Zach found himself moving just as she said. He felt the gentle weight of her feet resting on his back, and somewhere it was just the perfect sensation.

Zach found his mind sinking even further away, deeper down just as Robin had said.

"Like an anchor, that gentle weight pulling you deeper…"

And he was just… Empty. Blank. Serving Robin.

He was her perfect footrest and that's all he needed to be.