Mother Daughters Best

Foreword: this is the fourth in the ‘Mother’ series, (Mother Knows Best, Mother Learns Best, Mother Sinks Best) as Alexandra continues her learning curve…

It was dark when Alexandra Vandenburg was aware enough to realize where she was and what she had been doing, which in equal measures excited her and scared her to death.

“Oh my goodness, what am I doing?” the successful lawyer and mother said as she took the crystal on the silver chain off of the expensive lamp that sat on her oversized oak desk in her well furnished, if not opulent, office with a private bathroom and large conference suite. 

After placing the crystal back in the box, the lawyer looked at the time- 10:42pm. She remembered her assistant Christina bringing her the box around 4pm, and dismissed her for the night after seeing it was from her daughter’s Mistress, seeing what the contents included- and reading the card. 

“What the hell..” She said, scratching her head, seeing the card on the desk, closed. Alexandra placed the card back in the box it came from when the messenger dropped it off, as she headed into her private bathroom. 

On the floor was the fitted navy blue power skirt and jacket she favored for looking the powerful lawyer, along with the light blue blouse, powder blue bra and panty set, and sheer pantyhose she wore to the office. Behind the toilet were her sensible blue heels, looking as if they had been flipped there haphazardly. She carefully picked up her clothes in the ridiculously spacious office bathroom, and placed them on the hooks behind the door. 

As she turned, she looked at herself in the mirror. 

“Oh shit…” the lawyer said as she looked at herself in the mirror, seeing the shine. 

She saw the nipple clamps she had worn the day before tightly attached to her nipples once again, and the same shiny chain that ran between them again connecting the clamps. Alexandra was truly excited to see them- she felt that- but scared because she had no recollection of attaching them. 

She tentatively reached up and gently pulled at them, which sent her body into an excited enough state to watch her knees buckle, even if ever so slightly. 

What she saw scared her- her hair was askew, her makeup a bit messy, and her clothes were familiar and exciting. Her white top was open, exposing her clamped breasts to the elements, while her short skirt of red and white left a slight amount of skin showingh until the white thigh highs began. 

“Oh, my god….” the lawyer thought as she realized she had used all of these things in her weekend with her daughter and her daughter’s Mistress, Vanessa. But as she remembered those little snippets, she realized there was something missing. She had no idea where her toy dildo was. 

Once the clamps were off, she stripped and changed back into her work clothes, all the while contemplating where that dildo may be. 

Once her work clothes were on, as disheveled as she looked, she quickly went to her office and looked on the floor- and there it was- her toy. She bent over and picked it up- and realized where it had been and what she was doing with it. In her office. After dismissing her assistant for the day. 

“Enjoy your presents…” flashed in her mind as she recoiled from what the card had written inside. In Caroline’s handwriting. 

The mom and lawyer then picked up all the clothes and ensured everything was accounted for, and nothing looked out of place in her office or bathroom. 

“What did she do to me?” the lawyer thought nervously as she cleaned the dildo in her bathroom sink, drying it with the hand towel there and placing the final item in the box the messenger left for her. “Oh my god…” 

The disheveled and now mildly frantic lawyer then boxed up her souvenirs, her presents, then got her briefcase and coat and called for her car service. As she waited a few minutes for the car to arrive, she opened the box again, and the flashbacks of the weekend returned in her mind. 

A shiver ran through her- despite wearing her coat in the office- as she waited and felt those snippets ravaging her logical mind. Her nerves were on edge- it would be apparent to anyone who saw her. She received the text that the car was ready, and she took a deep breath, tried to steady her nerves, and made her way to the elevator, thankfully empty, and then to the lobby, where a quick wave sufficed to the security at the desk. 

“Ok, there she is,” the dark haired woman said to herself, as she waited across the street in her car for her boss to leave the office building. “Oh… what is going on? Her makeup is a mess.. She looks…. Bedraggled… what was she doing?” 

Chrsitina Belladonne, Alexandra’s trustworthy legal secretary, one of the best in the business despite her young age of 28, snapped a few pictures of her boss in her current state, using the firm’s surveillance equipment. 

“I knew something was way off… she’s behaved weird twice with that messenger service and ‘client’ who I know nothing about….” the secretary thought as she waited. “And I know everything…” 

Once the car pulled away, the assistant went back into the building and back into the office. Nothing in the common area looked amiss, nor anything from her desk. She unlocked Alexandra’s office door, and moved around the room. 

A separate set of very pretty eyes watched as Alexandra left and Christina entered the office building from a different automobile parked further up the street. 

“OMG I can smell what she was doing…” the secretary said to herself. “But with who… or not with anyone…?” 

Christina left the office in a quandary about what to do with her boss after the evening’s events. She took the camera with her to download the pictures for safe keeping. 

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“Well this is interesting,” the pretty woman said as she looked across the street. “Now here comes that pretty legal assistant, oh how cute, she is looking worried.” 

“Do you think this is going to be a problem?” the woman on the other end of the phone asked. 

“Absolutely not,” the woman said as she started her car and watched as Christina made her way to her own automobile. “I know just what to do.” 

********

Alexandra made her way home and her nerves were palpable. The driver had to scream to get her out of her own headspace to tell her she was in her own driveway. 

“Ohh… thanks….” the lawyer said as if some invisible force was muddling her reasonable thoughts.

“Same time tomorrow, Ms. V?” the driver asked. 

“Ohhh umm sure that should be ok i guess?” Alexandra stuttered as she took the box and her brand name high end briefcase and fumbled her way into the house. 

Once inside, the mom and lawyer quickly decided the best thing for her was to shower and head to bed, hoping a good night of sleep would clear the nerves she had after prostrating herself in her own office using the same toys she was given while being hypnotized with her daughter. She laid the briefcase and the box on her bed, and headed into the bathroom where she stripped down as quickly as she could, clothes strewn everywhere. 

Her shower proved more than a little bit eventful, as she felt her nipples, now sore to the touch, had little pock marks from the clamps- and a slight touch caused them to begin to get engorged again. She was also still needing a cleanup after using the phallus she was given, which provided a great deal of pleasure in her strangely calm yet excited state. 

Alexandra absentmindedly played with her breasts with one hand, while she explored between her legs with the other until cold water poured down from the oversized designer shower head in the spacious glass enclosed walk-in shower. 

“Fuck….” the mother swore loudly as she felt the cold water hitting her after losing complete track of time with her play in the shower. The frosty water caused her nipples to react accordingly and became engorged- and more sensitive to the touch. She chalked up the sensitivity to the nipple clamps being attached.  

It was as clear as her head had been since the package arrived in her office earlier that afternoon, and yet she was still mightily confused about her own state of mind. 

“What did she do to me…” was a reasonable conscious thought the mom said as she put on a robe and left the bathroom. 

And there it was. Again.

As soon as she entered the bedroom, Alexandra saw it. 

The Box. 

“No….” the mom thought, as she did her best moth to a flame impression- floating absentmindedly to it. 

As she moved to the box, thoughts rattled through her head with no order- all reminding her of her time under hypnosis and the weekend. 

Seeing her daughter obeying….

The crystal that filled her mind with relaxation…

Being reminded of how much her daughter struggled with her mental health…

Reminders of being ineffective as a parent…

Caroline reading a children’s book dressed so sexily…

Her uniform…

Her dildo…

Her nipple clamps…

Hypnotized… 

It never even dawned on the lawyer that she was even referring to these objects as hers… but her subconscious was… and her imagination was running wild. 

“Oh my…” Alexandra said out loud as she stared at the unopened box, thoughts of how deeply relaxed and excited she was rummaged through her head as her right hand stuck in position as if to open The Box as her mind played tricks on her. Her imagination ran wild. 

Thoughts of staring at the crystal and seeing Caroline on the other side…

Thoughts of saying “yes… Ma’am…” 

Thoughts of her body and mind connected in submission and excitement…

That right hand did the inevitable as the moth flew back into the flame. 

Alexandra Vandenburg, high powered lawyer, dropped her robe and put the uniform top back on, not even bothering to tie the front  together. 

The skirt, with no panty, was next… 

The white thigh highs…

The impossibly high heeled stilettos… the new addition in The Box…

The nipple clamps….

The chain that connected the clamps together…

Each article took the mom deeper back to that time. Her memory flashed to being hypnotized and excited. Thoughts of never being that excited before shook her as she neared that level of excitement as her imagination ran wild.

At this time, she was unable to consider any different alternative. 

Alexandra took a walk across the bedroom where a full length mirror stood- and she stared at the reflection. 

What she saw when she stared into the mirror excited her. 

And in her mind’s eye she saw the crystal as if it were right in front of her. 

She saw the incredibly sexy uniform, the shiny silver nipple clamps attached to her ample cleavage, and the top casually falling on the outside of her breasts. 

But what she saw in the mirror on second look when she stared back into those eyes after a long, leisurely eye blink terrified her. 

“Caroline…” the mother mouthed, as she began to vacantly stare at the reflection. 

After some time she could not determine while staring at the reflection if she was staring at herself, or staring at her daughter instead. Her mind was playing tricks on her, her imagination running away. 

The mom blinked, shook her head, then returned to her bed, where she took the crystal, unhooked the clasp, then refastened it around the silver chain hanging down from the ceiling fan in the center of her bed. 

Absentmindedly, the mom removed the phallus from the box, tossed it on the bed, and moved the box to the floor, then climbed on top of the king sized bed, expensive thread count sheets and expensive comforter adorning the bed. 

The mom then adjusted herself to be able to see the crystal, and then reached out with her right hand and located her new toy, which she brought to her mouth and began to lick with her tongue, getting it wet before inserting it where she felt it rightfully belonged. Between her own legs. 

Alexandra stared at the crystal, reliving the moments of excitement and relaxation as she worked the phallus between her legs and tugging on the now familiar nipple clamps as she fucked herself into an eventual exhausted sleep. 

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“Except for Christina potentially interfering, everything is going to plan,” the domme said as she laid in her bed alongside her pretty submissive. “But no worries, she will not be a problem, isn’t that right?” 

“Not at all…” the subbie replied, having her face pulled deeper into the V of the legs of her dominant. 

********

“BEEP BEEP BEEP!” the shrill alarm blared in the tastefully decorated bedroom of Alexandra Vandenburg, who’s mind was still groggy and confused from the night before and refused to gain clarity. 

The high powered attorney rolled to her back, confused and exhausted.

“Plop….” she heard as she moved her body, the phallus slipping out of her from the evening's main event. 

“Oh…: the mom moaned as it left her body, waking her a bit more to her surroundings. 

“What the hell am i doing?” she said to nobody, but out loud, as she tried to regain her composure. 

She felt the material of the top twisted from her night’s fun, and the skirt still on her, but riding higher on her waistline than normal, and felt the compression of the white thigh highs on her feet and legs. One stiletto was on the floor, the other still on her left foot. 

She only noticed the shoes after she tried to step off the bed- almost falling from the difference in her having only one high heel on instead of two. The near fall did make her more alert, though there was still that nagging fog of confusion. And a strange feeling of emptiness as the phallus lay on the bed. 

She looked at her phone on the nightstand, not remembering putting it there, shut off the alarm and noticed the time. She thought about the car service being there soon to pick her up to take her to work, but she was distracted as the phone shut off. 

Alexandra flashed back to the weekend- again, she realized- as she saw the phone, remembering seeing the dead phone she didn’t recognize on the night stand of the bed she slept in while undergoing her hypnotic weekend a few short days earlier, and waking with air pods in her ears. 

“What the fuck was that about…” she thought as she moved to shower, which she decided she needed after the evening workout with her box of souvenirs. Her imagination took her to places she didn’t know existed in the deepest darkest place in her mind. 

This time she was able to have a more uneventful shower, though she did spend more than a few moments checking the breasts after another round of clamping. 

After her shower, she was able to box up the souvenirs, but at the last minute she placed them in a second work bag and zipped it shut. She shuddered as she realized two things. 

One, she was late for her car service, for the first time ever. 

Two, she was bringing her toys to work, secured in the second bag. 

In the car, her mindset was off. Normally she used the time to focus on her work tasks for the day, and she was working on a huge case with a big potential payoff. Instead, she was lacking focus and her mind wandered. 

Excitement unparalleled. 

Relaxation.

Toys. 

Hypnosis. 

The crystal. 

She was taking short ragged breaths as her thoughts wandered through the litany. Her mind had no clarity, and she felt a fog envelop her mind, which made her more nervous. Her right hand explored the V of her legs a bit more than anyone should in public. 

The driver had to remind Alexandra that they were at her office for her to exit the car. 

“You ok, Ms. V.” the driver asked, “You seem distracted.” 

“Oh,” Alexandra replied, her mind foggy. “Ummm yes… I think so. Big case…” 

“Oh well that explains it,” the driver replied, as he held the door open for the lawyer, who took both bags from the rear seat next to her and entered the building. “Good luck.” 

She was able to make her way to her office, where she was greeted by Christina, who immediately noticed the two bags. 

“Good Morning, Miss Vandenburg,” the secretary said cheerfully. “How was your visit with Caroline?” 

“Hello, Christina it was … good… hold my calls unless it’s Caroline,” the lawyer said as she walked past her legal secretary, instead of the usual morning, ‘here’s what we are doing today’ session to micromanage the poor girl. 

“What the hell is that about?” the secretary wondered as she went about her tasks. 

It wasn’t long until Caroline called to check on her mother, first having to get through the usual gatekeeping of her legal secretary. 

“Hey Chrissy, it’s Caroline,” the daughter said, full of life. “How’s Mother?” 

“She seems weirdly confused or something this morning… what happened this weekend?” the secretary pushed. 

“Wouldnt you love to know… I will be there soon, Chrissy…” Caroline said with a teasing tone. “I”ll tell you everything then.” 

“Uh oh ok, Caroline, seems really weird but ok..” the secretary said as the call ended. 

Christina picked up the phone and intercommed in to her boss. 

“Caroline says she will be here soon, Ms. Vandenburg,” Christina told her boss. 

“Good…..” the lawyer replied, sounding distant and a bit breathy. 

********

Caroline eventually made her way into the office of her Mother, a separate section of a reasonably sized law firm with her mother’s name on the door.  She smiled coyly as she stopped at the desk of Christina, seated just outside the door of her mother. 

“Wow…” Christina said as she looked at the daughter of her boss, looking beautiful in her tight top, short skirt with hose and heels, all black, makeup done perfectly, hair in a ponytail showing her youth. “You look…. Different…” 

“Good different or bad different?” Caroline said pointedly. 

“OH umm good for sure, Caroline,” Christina responded. “Stunning to be honest.” 

“Yes, well that sickly moussy girl is gone, Chrissy,” Caroline replied, placing her hand on the arm of the secretary. “We’ll chat after I see Mother.” 

Caroline breezed past the intimidated secretary and marched into her mother’s office, where she was pleased at what she saw. 

“I see you like your souvenirs, Mother,” Caroline said with a smile as she closed the door, enjoying that her mother clearly had attached the nipple clamps and chain between them then redressed in her blouse. “Mistress would be interested in this for sure.” 

“Oh my god, what did she do to me, Caroline?” Alexandra asked, confused. 

“I don’t know for sure, Mother,” Caroline said coyly as she walked around and stood over her mother, who sat at her desk, face flush from excitement and now embarrassment from being caught by her daughter. “But she did say she liked your imagination, don’t you remember?” 

“Yess….” the lawyer responded almost distantly. 

“Chrissy called very concerned about you, Mother,” Caroline said, running her hand in her mother’s hair. “Want to tell me what’s wrong?” 

“Oh well just sort of confused.. My mind feels fuzzy…” the lawyer admitted. “And I feel so nervous now….” 

“Oh, mother, I know what that feels like,” the pretty daughter replied. “It is hereditary… you did tell me about grandmother…. And then took me to Dr. Chase when I started feeling nervous, don’t you remember?” 

“Yes…” Alexandra replied. “I remember.” 

“Well if you feel like I did, maybe you should see her too, Mother,” Caroline said, sounding concerned. “But I can’t force you…” 

“I know…” Alexandra replied. 

“Nobody can force you, Mother,” the daughter continued. “But we both know who can force me, don't we.” 

“Ohh. umm yes…” Alexandra said, uncomfortable with the chat. 

“We both know that, Mother,” Caroline furthered. “And we both know Mistress knows best.” 

Caroline smiled as her mother’s eyes slammed shut, as her chin rolled gently into her chest as she slipped into hypnosis. 

“Feel better, Mother?” the daughter asked. 

“Yes…” the hypnotized Mom answered sleepily. 

“Very good, now mother open your eyes and look at me,” Caroline said as she sat across from her mother holding the crystal she had in her bag at her Mother’s eye level. 

Alexandra opened her eyes, and her gaze was met by the crystal, which once again captured her eyesight, and furthered her depth of hypnosis. 

“Mother, you will continue to love using your souvenirs, won’t you?” Caroline asked with a smile. “You have never felt so excited, and so relaxed at the same time.” 

“Yes… right…” Alexandra said. 

“That’s very good Mother,” the daughter said. “You love the souvenirs and want to use them. You need to use them as much as possible.” 

Alexandra nodded as she sat deep in hypnosis staring at the crystal, moaning ever so slightly. 

“And you will continue to let that imagination run wild, Mother,” Caroline added. “The wilder the better.” 

The lawyer again nodded, lost in the crystal, listening to the suggestions of her daughter. 

“When the door closes you will awaken, mother, no recollection of being hypnotized, but you will remember the suggestions subconsciously and follow them,” Caroline continued. “Now you will remain in your office and not leave the office until lunch. You will make sure you are presentable for lunch in public, Mother…” 

Alexandra nodded like a bobblehead, lost in hypnosis and the power of the suggestions as she stared at the consuming crystal. 

“Very good, Mother,” Caroline said with a smile as she stood up and placed the crystal back in her bag and moved to leave the office. 

Once the door closed, Alexandra awakened, took a deep breath and stretched her arms up over her head, feeling the clamps as she moved.

“Ohh…” the mother said as she moved. 

Her mind fuzzy and her nipples engorged, Alexandra reached into the box and took out her new favorite phallus, and went into the bathroom where she removed her skirt and panty and then replaced her skirt before heading back into her office as sitting back at her desk. Getting it wet with her mouth, she then inserted it between her legs and sat at her desk and tried to work on her current case. 

Outside her office, her daughter slowed down as she reached the desk of her secretary, and began a conversation. 

“Come with me, Chrissy,” the confident daughter said, hardly even breaking stride. “Small conference room, put the answering service on for now.” 

“Ok Caroline…” the secretary said as she hurried to notify the answering service, complete a fast task and catch up with the fetching young daughter of her boss. 

By the time Christina made her way to the small conference room, Caroline was seated at the head of the 8 seat table, waiting, drumming her fingers on the oak table, bored look on her face as she sat in the highest backed leather chair normally reserved for her mother. 

The legal secretary was taken aback at the appearance of Caroline, and the abject confidence she was displaying, sitting confidently, heeled shoes on the conference table, reclining confidently as she waited.  

Caroline stopped her finger drumming and took a seated position at the head of the table. 

“Thank you for coming so quickly, Chrissy, please, sit,” the brunette offered, pointing to the chair the secretary should choose to sit in. “You don’t mind that I call you Chrissy, do you?” 

“Ummm… no, I guess not…” the secretary replied in a bit of confusion, wondering where this conversation with the beautiful daughter of her boss seated almost regally in front of her was going.  

“Let’s be real, Chrissy,” the daughter said. “You look at Mother as your own mother figure, especially given your unfortunate family situation. And Mother treats you like shit sometimes, but well paid shit.” 

Chrissy could not believe where this was coming from. It wasn’t mean or malicious in tone, but it was surprising from Caroline- the weak, nervous daughter she remembered from only a year ago. 

“What are you doing, why…” Christina began before being cut off, trying to look in the eyes of the daughter, but finding her to be intimidating she decided to look away.

“Because it’s true, Chrissy, and we both know it,” Caroline said, folding her arms under her ample breasts as she looked down at the smaller woman from her elevated position even while seated. “You longed for a mother figure, and you have decided Mother is that for you. I guess being treated badly is better than being ignored. Isn’t that right?” 

The secretary was befuddled. Here she was hoping for a discussion about the strange activity of her boss, Caroline’s mother, but instead she was being put through an emotional grinder. 

“Look, I just wanted to talk about Miss V’s strange behavior….” the secretary offered. 

“How lovely, looking out for your mother figure,” Caroline said as she stood up and towered over the smaller still seated woman. “And hoping to curry favor with her real daughter while doing it…” 

“Noo….. that’s not…” Chrissy replied before she had no idea what to say as Caroline stood imposingly over her, her more than ample breasts right in her line of sight. 

“We will get to what is going on with Mother in due time, Chrissy, be patient,” Caroline demanded. “And as to what has happened with me? That’s a very interesting story, Chrissy. We will start there, because it leads into why you contacted me at all.” 

Caroline placed her index finger under the chin of the secretary, and prompted her to look in her eyes. After a few seconds, the secretary felt that intimidating feeling again, and looked away. 

“Well, Chrissy, if you aren’t going to look at me, I suggest you look at this crystal,” the pretty daughter suggested as she hung it from its chain at the eyeline of the seated secretary.  “It is why I hung it right where it is, and it is part of the story of what happened with me, and who you see standing here today, as well as Mother. Want to hear the rest of that story Chrissy? Yes?” 

“Yes…  Oh ummm ok…” the pretty older woman stuttered, her eyes looking at the crystal, instead of the beautiful daughter of her boss, who oozed confidence from every pore and was strategically pushing all of the legal secretary’s inferiority complex buttons. 

“So it is pretty interesting, Chrissy, my story and the crystal,” Caroline began. “I see you are looking at it. Just look at it as I tell you my story about the last year. Yes?” 

“Yes…” she replied as she just sat and stared at the crystal, intimidated by Caroline’s look, Caroline’s attitude, Caroline’s demeanor in speaking to her. Intimidated by Caroline. Completely. 

“You know Mother took me to the psychiatrist when I began having those nervous issues, which branched into other things,” Caroline began. “That crystal is a good focus point, instead of looking at me, I know I intimidate you, Chrissy, that is just your nature. So just look at the crystal. Yes?” 

“Yes…” Chrissy found herself saying. 

“That psychiatrist, Dr. Chase, she put me on medication after medication,” Caroline continued. “And all that did was cause more nervousness but with side effects from the drugs. Acne, skin rashes, insomnia, psoriasis, tics, to name a few.” 

Christina just stood and focused on the crystal as Caroline stood behind it. Staring at the crystal felt better, less intimidating than focusing on the beautiful daughter. 

“I decided I was going to go away to college,far enough to live away, but close enough to return home if I wanted, and get away from Mother and stop taking these drugs for a while,” Caroline said. “And that is where I met Dr. Vanessa Fontana. She spoke at my intro to psych class and she noticed my sure signs of being medicated. After that class she talked with me for over an hour, and told me she had some ability to assist me. Sounds positive. Yes?”

“Yes..” Chrissy answered as she simply sat and listened. 

“She is a psychologist and she invited me to meet with her in her office a few minutes from campus,” Caroline continued. “She explained she is a psychologist, and she did not prescribe drugs, but instead encouraged her patients to have their minds heal themselves. Using hypnosis.”

“What….” Chrissy said softly, as she continued to listen and allow herself to be intimidated into watching that crystal, and the light that showed through it and off of it. 

“Just watch the crystal, Chrissy, as I tell you my story,” Caroline said softly yet powerfully. “Yes, hypnosis. I was taught that all hypnosis is self hypnosis, and that we enter trance states naturally all the time. Driving and all the sudden poof, there you are with no recollection of getting there. Losing track of time reading a story. I am sure you have experienced those things Chrissy. Yes?” 

“Yes…” the pretty secretary said softly, still looking at the crystal. 

“I was taught to look at something to focus on as my mind entered a very relaxing state by Dr. Fontana,” Caroline continued, watching her prey slow her breathing, and continue to look at the crystal. “Just like you are looking at this captivating crystal, Chrissy, it is captivating isn’t it?” Yes?” 

“Yes…..” said Christina, as she was confused, intimidated and unsure why her mind felt like it was swimming in taffy. 

“That’s good, Chrissy,” Caroline continued. “I learned to love hypnosis, being hypnotized gave me clarity… for the first time in a long time… you do like clarity of mind, don't you Chrissy?” Yes?” 

“Yes…” again was the soft, slow response, as the secretary’s breathing continued to slow, her eyes continued to watch the crystal. 

"And of course, Mother did not like the idea of me being hypnotized, because she doesn’t really understand it, and had never experienced it like I have,” Caroline said. “So Mother was invited to visit us and try hypnosis for herself, to learn all about hypnosis and what I use it for, and do you know what her response was? It was yes. Yes?” 

“Yes…” Chrissy replied, lulled into the pattern without ever realizing what was happening. 

“And now I think you should try hypnosis too, like I have. Like Mother has,” Caroline said softly, leaning into the left ear of the secretary as she sat, and stared into the crystal that was right in her line of sight. “You want to try hypnosis now, don’t you Chrissy? Like I have. Like mother has. Yes?” 

“Yes…” the legal secretary said without thinking, continuing her patterned responses. 

“Very good, Chrissy,” Caroline said with a knowing smile. “It’s so very good and relaxing.”

Caroline looked through the crystal and into the eyes of her mother’s secretary as she smiled. 

The confident daughter then snapped her fingers right in front of Chrissy. 

“SLEEP NOW CHRISSY…” 

Chrissy’s head fell into her chest as her eyes slammed shut. 

“Good girl, Chrissy,” Caroline praised. “I want you to count backwards from 100 to zero, and each number is going to take you deeper into this nice relaxing state where you are hypnotized, if you understand, raise your right index finger for me.” 

The index finger raised ever so slightly. 

“Begin counting now, Chrissy, and take your time, it’s never a rush to go deep into hypnosis,” Caroline offered. “Yes?” 

“Yess…” was the slow, muffled reply from the hypnotized secretary. 

“Begin counting now, Chrissy,” Caroline commanded. 

“100…..” 

“99…”

“98…” 

“97…” 

Caroline smiled as Chrissy counted ever so slowly backwards from her chair, her cute face slack, hair askew, chin in her chest, as the daughter left the conference room for a moment. 

Once outside the conference room, she dialed her phone as she made her way to the outside of her Mother’s office. 

“There is no threat here, only hypnotized subjects,” Caroline said into the phone, as she listened from outside her Mother’s office where he heard the powerful and normally composed lawyer moaning and grunting from inside. 

“Very good girl! You know what you are doing…” Vanessa replied from the other end. 

“Yes… I do…” Caroline said as she hung up the call and returned to where Chrissy was in the small conference room. 

And as expected, she found the intimidated legal secretary hypnotized and counting away. 

“69…” 

“68…” 

“67…”