“So what do we try first?” Donna asked, giddy with excitement. The mall around them was bustling with people, the colorful storefronts promising endless possibilities. Billy did his best to look serious as he surveyed the shops, but it was tough to hide his own overwhelming excitement for their date.
    “Maybe we go buy some clothes? And start things simple.”
    Diana wrapped herself around his arm, flashing a dangerous smile. “Start simple, huh? So not just gonna make me your mindless fucktoy right here in public?”
    Billy gulped. “Hot as that sounds, it would probably be hard to explain to anyone who sees.”
    “Oh that’s easy,” she said with a wave of her hand. “Just explain that I’m your hypnotized obedient girlfriend and its perfectly normal for me not to have a thought in my head.”
    How had his life become so awesome? 
    Billy had asked himself this question all week since he began dating Diana. First there was the fact that Diana was impossibly hot and funny and probably the coolest person he’d ever met, and she was acting completely smitten with him. Then there was the fact that he had a trigger to put her into an obedient trance and make her do whatever he desired. But the greatest thing about all of this was probably that Diana shared the same hypno fetish as him and was just as pervy and eager to experiment as he was.
    Admittedly their first few nights together had just been wild amounts of sex, with Diana spending plenty of time blank and obedient in trance. But now that it was the weekend Billy had promised Diana a proper date. And a chance to see what more hypnosis can do.
    “While I would absolutely love to parade you around like a fuckdoll for all to see, I think it might be better to just stick with what we already planned.”
    “Fiiine,” Diana said with an exaggerated whine. She rested her head on his shoulder and grinned up at him. Billy was already noticing the jealous glares coming his way from other men, and more than a few astonished glances, probably wondering how a nerdy looking guy like him had a girl like Diana clinging to him.
    He smiled down at Diana and said, “Mindless fuckdoll might be tough to manage, but maybe next time I’ll tweak your personality. Make you act like a vapid bimbo, hanging off my arm like a trophy girlfriend. Then I can show you off and make everyone wonder what I did to have a hot girl like you.”
    Diana’s eyes practically dilated. She shuddered and gripped his arm tight, her smile widening. “Oh man. That would be wild. I mean, I’m already hot and hanging off your arm, but you making me dumb sounds… Is there a word for scary but hot?”
    “That would be scary for you?”
    “But hot,” Diana emphasized. “Like, having you drain my intelligence down would leave me totally helpless. I wouldn’t be able to think on my own so you’d have to do all the thinking for me. And explaining simple stuff to me. I can’t even imagine how it would feel, but I’d be totally dependent on you. So yeah, its a little scary.” She squeezed his arm tight. “But that’s what could make it such a fun date night.”
    Billy was already getting hard just imagining Diana with a confused smile on her face, needing to be led around like a dumb, excited pet. Oh yes, that would make for a very fun date night.
    “Just for a little bit, not permanent or anything,” Diana suddenly added, no doubt sensing just how excited Billy was getting at the idea.
    “Absolutely,” Billy promised without hesitation, which helped Diana relax. “You’re perfect just the way you are. But it would be cute to see you acting all dumb and giggly.”
    “And you’d make me dress up in a slutty outfit, right?”
    “Obviously, otherwise what’s the point? That’s why we’re going clothes shopping. So you can pick out your bimbo outfit.”
    Diana gripped his sleeve, fingers digging into his arm. He would have thought he’d offended her, if he didn’t recognize that tight, excited smile on her face. “That right there was perfect, Billy. I really love you teasing me about what you’re gonna do to me. So I have to imagine it and wait for it. And making me a part of it too, like picking out an embarrassing outfit for myself? Super hot.”
    “I’ll keep that in mind,” Billy said with a nod. He’d asked Diana to be vocal about what they did that she enjoyed, or things that turned her on. As fun as it was being able to turn her mind on and off, Billy wanted to really explore Diana’s desires and make all of her fantasies come true too. Billy might have had trouble motivating himself to study for classes, but he was more than eager to memorize facts and ideas if it was for ways to satisfy his kinky, submissive girlfriend.
    With that information locked away, Billy set his sights on a clothing store. Time to run their first experiment. 
    “For now, lets test out what I already put in your head.” Reluctantly he slipped his arm out of Diana’s grip and took a step away. Then he offered his hand and said, “Ready?”
    Diana took a glance around at the crowded mall. For a girl who bravely suggested being walked around as a mindless fucktoy in public, Diana became sheepish to actually do something that others could see. Billy had quickly learned that, while Diana had a wild imagination to match his, he couldn’t take every idea she suggested as something she was actually ready to act out. Still, it left them with an already extensive list of ideas to work on as they kept dating.
    The future certainly looked bright all of a sudden.
    Diana took a deep breath, then reached out and held Billy’s hand. To Billy, it was just a simple gesture. But as soon as their hands touched Diana flinched and gasped, yanking her hand back like he was wearing one of those old palm buzzers used to prank people.
    “You okay?”
    “Fuck. Wow. Sorry, just wasn’t expecting…”
    “Was it different than we tested?” he asked, concerned.
    “No. I think its just different in front of people. Like I can’t help thinking they’d know what we’re doing.”
    “How could anyone possibly guess? All you have to do is keep a straight face.”
    Diana pouted at him, but Billy had found that giving her a challenge helped to strengthen her resolve. So Diana grabbed his hand, and Billy watched her tremble in place as pleasure flooded into her body.
    It was their first time trying out a post-hypnotic suggestion like this. So far Diana was fine being given commands to carry out while in trance, and they’d seen how far she’d go to complete those commands. But for their date to the mall they decided to see if they could link certain reactions with specific actions and words. Creating triggers for her besides the Donna trigger one in her head.
    Billy decided on something that would be subtle enough to do in public, but still be plenty of fun. So he instructed Diana to feel like there was a vibrator teasing her whenever they held hands. And now, watching Diana fighting the urge to squirm and moan as they held hands in public, Billy knew he’d made the right call.
    He gave Diana a few seconds to adjust, then started pulling her towards the nearest clothing store. All the while Diana was squeezing his hand and shivering. It was turning him on just imagining what Diana was feeling. He pictured her breaking, the pleasure to much to handle. Pictured Diana collapsing to the floor, moaning and humping the air as she melted into a horny puddle clinging to his hand.
    Insanely hot, but obviously they couldn’t let it get that far.
    So when Diana whimpered and let go of his hand Billy gave her some space, smiling reassuringly. They’d almost made it into the store, but Billy stopped and waited for her to catch her breath.
    Diana cleared her throat and shook out her arms. “Gah. Wow. Compliments to the hypnotist cause that feels… mhm.”
    “Hard to use your words?”
    “Trying not to moan,” she laughed, before covering her mouth and blushing. It was cute seeing her struggling to stay composed in public. All it did was fan Billy’s libido and make him want to break her even more. He felt guilty over the thought, then remembered what Diana had told him before. That he didn’t need to hide his fantasies and lock them away. She couldn’t promise to do everything he thought of, but she said that she wouldn’t judge him for them.
    So, leaning close, he whispered, “You looked really cute just now, trying to look normal. And it made me imagine holding your hand and not letting go until you couldn’t contain yourself anymore. Not until you started moaning and crying out for me to fuck you, with everyone able to see you breaking down.”
    Diana’s shoulders shook as she hissed in air, eyes going wide. “Fuck, you’re evil.” Then she smiled. “And here I was trying to take a break from being horny.”
    “Come on,” he encouraged, taking her hand. Diana gasped and bit her lip, but let herself be led into the store. Obviously he couldn’t make Diana have a real horny meltdown in public. But maybe when they were alone he could use hypnosis to make her believe they were in public. Make Diana see a crowd of people watching as she gets overwhelmed with arousal and fucks herself. While really being alone with Billy, performing just for him.
    Could the trance make her hallucinate like that? Put her into a fantasy? He’d have to investigate that later. For now he just squeezed down on Diana’s hand and savored the quiet squeak she made.
    “You doing alright?”
    “I’m great,” she yelped, blushing hard. He was definitely going to have to make her talk more, while desperately trying not to moan.
    “Pick out something sexy you think I’d like,” he commanded.
    Diana’s eyes went wide. He’d said he was going to test out the triggers and not order her around, but he wanted to hear it. Diana gripped his hand, fighting the urge, but then pulled in close and hastily moaned in his ear, “Yes Master.”
    Billy grinned as Diana gave him a dirty look that had no anger behind it. She was already smiling as she hurried into the store, scanning the racks for something to impress him. And holding onto his hand all the while, her legs shaking and her breathing shallow. Now it was Diana dragging Billy ahead, compelled by his command, but determined not to let go of his hand yet. Billy just allowed himself to be led through the store like a good boyfriend, cock achingly hard as he imagined what Diana was going through.
    “H-how about this?” Diana finally croaked, lifting a short purple skirt off the rack. Instantly he recognized the same shade of purple as Donna’s signature costume look. Well, Billy supposed it would be pretty obvious what he’d find sexy.
    He made a show of rubbing his chin and narrowing his eyes, as if he wasn’t convinced. “Hard to decide when you’re holding it like that. Try holding it with both hands.”
    They finally let go of each other’s hands, Diana shaking with relief and frustration. She took the skirt with both hands and held it over her lap, and the short length of the skirt above her jeans promised that it would show plenty of luscious thigh. The purple skirt would hardly cover anything.
    “So what do you think?” Diana asked, with a teasing sexy smile so perfect that Billy wished he could freeze it in place. So he did.
    “Stiff as a board,” he told her.
    Diana froze in place, that sexy smile still on her lips. Her hands held the skirt over her lap, her hips cocked to one side. She stayed like that without moving a muscle.
    “Oh yeah, that’s definitely a good look on you,” he chuckled. He circled around Diana to admire her, and though she kept staring straight ahead, Billy knew that Diana was wide awake in her head. So when he squeezed her ass he knew she could feel it completely, unable to do anything about it. “You know you’re basically like all the other store mannequins like this. Maybe I should just leave you hear, modeling some cute clothes for the store.”
    Diana didn’t move, the hypnotic trigger keeping her still, but he did hear a quiet whimper come from the back of her throat.
    “Hmm. Maybe that would be kinda mean, since you’d be stuck here awake the whole time. That would get so boring.” Billy slid behind the frozen Diana, pressing his hard cock against her pert ass. He wrapped his arms around her and stroked at her stiff arms. “So maybe I should just whisper the trance trigger in your ear and leave you mindless like a real mannequin.”
    Now the moan escaping the frozen Diana was more pleading. Though he couldn’t tell if Diana was begging not to be left like a mindless plastic mannequin, or if she was begging him to do it.
    Billy planted a kiss on her neck and whispered, “Light as a feather.” When he pulled back he saw Diana trembling and shaking back to life. She pouted up at him with the cutest expression.
    “Billy, that’s no fair teasing me like that. When I’m so helpless.” She squirmed in front of him, her hands wringing the short purple skirt. “So helpless,” she whispered, her cheeks blushing red.
    “So is that a yes or no on leaving you hypnotized and posed in the store?”
    Diana bit her lip, taking a few anxious seconds to whisper, “No.”
    Not that he’d really do anything like that. At least he wouldn’t leave her hypnotized anywhere that someone else might find her. Diana was his obedient slave, but only because he’d conditioned it into her while in trance. He didn’t know if the trance would leave her open to someone else issuing her commands, but Billy didn’t trust anyone enough to test that out with her.
    He cupped Diana’s cheek and pulled her in for a kiss. She rushed in desperately, and he could feel how horny and frustrated she must be from the hypnotic teasing.
    No, he didn’t want to risk losing Diana. She was his toy, and his alone.
    “Come on, pick out some more clothes to try on. I’ll buy you my favorite thing.”
    Diana giggled. “Careful, I might have expensive taste in clothes if you’re planning to spoil me.” But she hurried off to search the clothes rack, smiling madly, and Billy was left watching her in awe. It was true, he could absolutely end up spending a fortune spoiling a popular and pretty girl like Diana. But he also knew every cent would be worth it, considering what she was ready and willing to do to please him.
    Besides, he did technically still owe her for ordering her to go out on campus in Donna cosplay. And then cumming on her face and making her walk back across campus with his jizz on her face.
    He gave Diana a guilty wave from across the store. Good thing she didn’t hold a grudge about that. Or maybe she just thought a good slave wouldn’t bring up something like that with her Master. He’d have to put her in trance and ask her later. While the idea of having Diana incapable of being mad at him sounded like the perfect boyfriend cheat code, Billy didn’t want that. For all the fun they were having with these triggers, and god was it sexy as hell, Billy also knew he simply loved spending time with Diana. She’d be his slave, and he’d be her Master, but Billy also desperately wanted to enjoy being her boyfriend too.
    Diana came back with an armload of clothes, so they headed off to the dressing room. There was a middle aged woman stationed in front of the dressing room, flipping through a magazine and probably meant to be looking out for anyone shoplifting clothes. Billy wore a fake bored expression as they walked past her, so that she’d hopefully think he was just being dragged in there by his girlfriend. As soon as they were inside Diana went into a stall to change, while Billy began inspecting the other stalls, ensuring they were all empty. Luck was on their side, because there was no one else there. 
    He waltzed over to her dressing room, a growing smile on his face. When he peeked in he saw a flash of skimpy pink. Just enough to know that Diana was in her underwear.
    “Hey Diana,” he whispered through the crack in the door. 
    “Trying to peek on me?” she giggled.
    “Maybe.”
    “Just be patient while I change,” Diana chided him. But he noticed her stepping back from the door, so that anyone peeking through would get a better view. Diana was standing with her back to him, showing off the pink thong that accentuated her perfect ass. As if she were the one teasing him.
    He waited until Diana lifted up her arms to slip a dress over her head and said, “Stiff as a board.”
    It was like he’d hit the pause button on a show. Diana froze in place in her underwear, arms up over her head. He opened the door, having already commanded her in an earlier trance to leave it unlocked for him. He was curious if Diana was oblivious to the command, not even aware she’d failed to lock the door, or was Diana aware of the command and knew going into the dressing room that Billy had something special planned. He wanted to ask, but for now he enjoyed the sight of Diana frozen as an underwear clad doll.
    Billy grabbed the red dress and slid it off her arms, putting it back with the other clothes. He’d had Diana frozen in place plenty of times, but he didn’t think he’d ever get his fill of it as he casually reached out and began squeezing her tits. This time felt different, though, as he could see Diana’s bright shining eyes staring back at him. She wasn’t mindlessly being groped, able to remember it later when awake. Diana was wide awake this time, and Billy delighted in imagining how much she was squirming in her head. Unable to do anything at all.
    “Let’s get a better look at you,” he whispered, before reaching around her and unhooking her bra. He slipped it off and stood there openly admiring her tits. There was a constant, soft keening moan coming from Diana. It was the closest she could come to communicating while frozen like this, it seemed.
    “You know, I could jerk off while you’re like this. Reminds you of our first time together, right?” He smiled. “But there’d be no fun in that. Unless I cum all over your tits, and leave you to clean up while I wait outside.”
    Diana gave a muffled moan.
    “Of course that’d be pretty rude to the store if I make you try on clothes while covered in cum.”
    Diana moaned a little louder.
    “Or I can do something really mean to you, if you want.”
    Diana let out two distinct moans.
    “Is that two for yes?”
    Two moans once again.
    “You asked for it,” he grinned. Billy took hold of her outstretched arms and lowered them down to her sides. He wasn’t sure if Diana would interpret the ‘stiff as a board’ trigger to being locked in place, but thankfully she must have figured Billy was free to move her as he pleased. Billy licked his lips, smiling smugly at his frozen girlfriend.
    Then he held her hand.
    To anyone else it would be such a chaste, romantic gesture.
    But Diana’s eyes widened and there was a long, frantic moan rumbling in the back of her throat.
    “Locked in place. Pleasure flooding into you. Totally helpless. I bet you’re loving this.”
    She couldn’t move or speak. There was only the moan rising in pitch to a steady whine, almost like a tea kettle boiling over. Clutching her hand tight, Billy used his other hand to reach into her panties. He already knew she’d be soaked, but he wanted Diana to fully knew that he knew how much she was enjoying her helplessness. His fingers were totally soaked on contact.
    “You’re so wet, Diana. You must really love being a teased mannequin like this.”
    When Diana only whined through her barely parted lips, Billy took his hand back— the one in her panties, of course, not the one holding hers and teasing her. Billy brought his fingers up to Diana’s mouth and slid them over her lips. He pushed them into her pliant mouth, letting her taste her own horny frustration.
    He could have stood there for hours, watching the desperate arousal in her eyes. But he knew they would only have so long in the dressing room. So he slid his fingers out of her mouth, then reached down and held her other hand. 
    They hadn’t discussed what effect it would have if he held both hands at once. But judging from the way her breath caught and her eyes rolled back in her head, it must have been spectacular.
    “Don’t moan or speak above a whisper,” Billy commanded.
    “Yes Master,” Diana whispered automatically, eyes still fluttering back.
    “Light as a feather.”
    Diana collapsed against him, writhing and trembling like she was clutching a live wire instead of his hands. Then she was kissing him, wrapping a leg around him and throwing her whole weight at him to pin Billy up against the wall.
    “Easy!” he tried to say, though it ended up muffled against her hungry lips.
    “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” she whispered in a horny panic. Her leg was twitching as it wrapped around him, and then he felt his pants being tugged down from behind by her foot. Diana was trying to get his pants off without letting go of his hands. It was incredibly hot to see how desperate she was, but Billy wasn’t sure if they should fuck in the dressing room where they could be caught.
    Then again, he felt desperate himself. And it was a long bus ride back to campus. Even if they left now it might take twenty to thirty minutes. Yup. Far too long.
    He shimmied his hips to help his pants slide down to his ankles. Diana moaned, her voice still muffled to a whisper, but he could tell she wanted to scream at the top of her lungs with pleasure.
    Billy stared into her frantic, happy face. Then said, “Mindless toy.”
    Diana went rigid, her breath catching. Her eyes went wide.
    He waited and watched. But the intelligence didn’t drain from her eyes, as it did when she went into trance. After a moment Diana sagged, letting out a hitching sigh of disappointment.
    “I’m sorry, Billy,” she whispered, still writhing from the pleasure assaulting her. “I thought… I wanted to feel it, but it didn’t work.”
    “Shh, it’s fine,” Billy told her, kissing her deeply. Diana rebounded from the failure immediately, melting back into the pleasure surging into her body from holding his hands.
    The truth was that a hypnotic trance trigger was the only thing Billy couldn’t seem to plant in her head. He’d tried several times, mostly in an attempt to put her in trance with something shorter than the full trigger phrase from the cartoon. But no matter how he phrased it or what he tried, Diana couldn’t feel any sensations of trance or mindlessness from anything less than the entire cartoon trigger.
    Was that a side effect of the trance trigger, or had that resistance been put there by design? Billy had probed her subconscious only to come up with the same blank responses he got when asking who made the trigger in the first place.
    This was his last hope for a success. Billy had hoped that having Diana so out of her mind horny would allow her to drop without thinking. But it was the same as the other times.
    So while Billy could enslave Diana, and give her post-hypnotic triggers to do all sorts of things, it seemed that there was no way to put her back in trance except for her original Donna trigger.
    Frustrating as that was, it didn’t put Billy down too much. He still had nearly endless possibilities to play with Diana. And the fact that it was the hypno trigger from their favorite cartoon made it feel special for them. It was only a pain having to recite a whole ten second poem every time he wanted to drop her.
    The sex was fast, frantic and amazing. Honestly it was a miracle they didn’t get caught. When Diana finally peeled herself off and released his hands she was trembling, sinking to the floors as her weak legs couldn’t hold her. She caught Billy staring at her with concern, and gave him back a shaky thumbs up.
    “Great sex,” she whispered, panting hard.
    “Not really how I was planning this to go,” he chuckled, struggling to pull his pants back on.
    Diana tilted her head. “No?”
    He shrugged. “I was planning on teasing you a lot more and saving the sex for when we got home.”
    “Oh. Well then its your fault for getting me so horny I could barely contain myself. You brought this on yourself,” she whispered smugly, voice so low that he had trouble hearing.
    Billy smacked his forehead. “Oh right. You can talk normally again.”
    “Thanks,” Diana said loudly, then clapped a hand over her mouth. “Sorry. It’s weird having my voice changed like that.”
    “Maybe I’ll order you to only be able to talk really loud in the library.”
    Diana gasped in horror. “Don’t you dare! Everyone will think I’m such a bitch.”
    He couldn’t help but laugh, and then Diana was grabbing him by the shirt and dragging him down to the floor of the dressing room to kiss him. They made out there for a minute or two, lost in the sheer joy of being so happy together, until someone knocked on the door. 
    A bored woman’s voice declared, “Look, I don’t care what you’re doing in there. Just don’t leave a mess.”
    “Sorry,” Billy automatically replied. Diana hit him in the shoulder.
    There was a deep sigh and then the footsteps of the employee walking away.
    Diana put her hands over her face and whined. “Oh god, this is so embarrassing.”
    “What? Having great sex?”
    She kicked him lightly as she rolled out from under him. “I can never come back to this store again.”
    “That’s fine. There’s plenty of other stores we could have sex in.”
    Diana tried to give him an angry look, but couldn’t quite manage it. She was still glistening with that post-mind-blowing-orgasm glow.
    “Look on the bright side. At least she didn’t call security or anything. It’s just gonna be awkward when we leave.”
    Diana stamped her foot, looking adorably upset in her underwear. “How do I always end up in humiliating situations like this with you?”
    “Cause its hot?” He suggested, earning another light kick. Billy wanted to say that this was nowhere near as bad as when he ordered her to walk around campus in the Donna costume, but decided it probably wasn’t the best idea to remind her of that right now. She was getting her clothes back on, so Billy decided to plant a kiss on her cheek. “You don’t have to feel embarrassed about this, Diana.”
    He was trying to console her, only to see the anxiety washed right off her face. Diana smiled, totally at peace, and said, “Yes Master.”
    “Oh. Shoot. Didn’t mean that to be a command.”
    “You didn’t? Oh well. I feel a lot better now.”
    “So you’re not embarrassed that the lady out there knows we had sex in here?”
    “Nope,” she replied happily, slipping her shirt back on. “And it was great sex, remember?”
    Billy was considering putting her emotions back to normal, since he didn’t want to micromanage Diana’s feelings like this. But then he got a fun idea.
    “Then in that case, be sure to apologize to her about having great sex in here.”
    “Yes Master,” Diana replied easily.
    “And when you leave the store you can let your emotions and embarrassment go back to what you’d normally feel.”
    “Yes Master.”
    With that Billy ducked out of the dressing room and hurried out of the store, trying to ignore the dirty look the woman working in front of the dressing room gave him. He hustled to the store entrance and spun around, hoping he didn’t miss it. A few seconds later Diana emerged with a breezy smile. She said something to the store clerk that made her mouth drop in surprise, and then Diana strutted over to Billy.
    “Ready to go?” she asked.
    He hooked his arm in hers and led her outside. The second they exited the store Diana came to a stop, a look of horror and embarrassment washing over her face.
    “You didn’t!” Diana whined, her face turning red.
    Billy started cracking up. “You should have seen her face!”
    “That was so mean. I can’t believe you’d do that.”
    He hugged her close and whispered into her ear. “Diana, tell me how turned on you are from me humiliating you like that.”
    Diana shut her mouth tight, trying to hold it in. But like a good slave, she answered. “It really turns me on that you can control me and make me do stuff like that.”
    Billy grinned.
    “But you better not do that again!” Diana said, pointing a threatening finger at him.
    “Diana, I’m definitely going to keep humiliating you. But I promise I’m not going to make you tell strangers when we have sex again. Or at least I’ll do it very rarely, and only to people I’m certain we’ll never see again.”
    Diana sighed and rested her head on his shoulder. “You’re incorrigible.”
    “Probably.”
    She stroked his arm as they made their way through the mall, looking like any other happy couple. “It really is wild that we can do this stuff.”
    “Definitely. Its like a dream come true.”
    “So what are we going to do next?”
    Billy cleared his throat. “Honestly… I kinda wanna head back and fuck again.”
    “Really? We just got to the mall.”
    “Do you wanna fuck in another dressing room?”
    “It was hot, but no. I’d rather fuck back at your room. But you promised you’d buy me something.”
    Billy fished in his pocket and gave her a twenty dollar bill. “Go buy a pair of sunglasses over there that you think look cute.”
    “Yes Master,” she replied, taking the money and marching off with purpose. As undeniably fun as it was watching her go, Billy knew he’d have to modulate how he spoke to avoid saying something offhand that she’d take as a command. Better to head off any potential problems before it happened.
    After two minutes Diana returned with a pink pair of sunglasses. “I picked these because they’re cute, but it’d be really embarrassing to wear them.”
    “Don’t worry. I promise I’ll take you back here and buy you something special. These are just for something I wanted to do quick.”
    Diana had been inspecting the pink sunglasses with a frown, but looked up at Billy’s last statement. “What’s that?”
    “Stop, my pretty, and listen to me.”
    Diana’s eyes glazed over. As he spoke the trigger phrase Diana’s arms began to sink, and Billy snatched the plastic sunglasses before her limp fingers dropped them. When he finished, Diana gave him an adoring, empty smile.
    “Against the mirror, I can’t resist. I must obey my hypnotist.”
    “Listen only to my voice in this trance,” he ordered.
    “Yes Master.”
    Billy slipped the sunglasses onto her, hiding her hypnotized eyes from view. “Walk with me,” he commanded, putting his arm around her again.
    “Yes Master,” Diana replied in her empty tone, following in step with him through the mall.
    “I know you can’t understand me right now, but when you wake up you’ll be able to remember all of this. You, blank and helpless, as I lead you around. Going wherever I want.”
    “I’m blank and helpless,” Diana recited. A guy walking past them glanced their way, though Billy doubted he heard her clearly in the crowd.
    “Don’t speak or make a sound until I give you permission again,” he whispered in her ear.
    This time Diana nodded. 
    “I was figuring out how to let you be a fuckdoll in public, like you asked for. And I figured walking you around like a hypnotized doll will be close enough for now. Anyone who sees you will have no idea you’re actually my hypnotized doll. But that’s exactly what you are, Diana.”
    Diana nodded again, her sunglasses slipping just a little down her nose. Billy put them back in place and led her through the crowds, enjoying the rush of power he was feeling.
    He’d planned on just heading straight back to campus for more sex, but once he had Diana hypnotized beside him he couldn’t help himself. They made another lap or two around the mall, stopping now and then like they were window shopping. Billy pointing out stuff that looked nice, with Diana nodding or shaking her head to his questions. They even stopped at the food court for a snack, with Diana stiffly licking at an ice cream cone he’d gotten her.
    Billy’s ice cream was melting and running down his hand in sugary trails as he stared mesmerized at Diana. It was impossible not to marvel at this beautiful, amazing girl before him, that was now totally his.
    When he couldn’t stand anymore Billy threw their unfinished ice cream away and grabbed her by the hand, dragging her out of the mall and towards the bus stop. Billy had nearly reached it before he realized what he was doing. He glanced down at his hand in hers, and then at Diana’s flushed face. Her breathing was more shallow, her lips parted just a bit as she panted, but Diana didn’t make a sound as the pleasure filled her.
    Billy held her hand the whole bus ride back to campus. For her part Diana sat totally still, only making an occasional twitch or squirm in her seat. By the time they made it back to his room Billy’s dick was achingly hard again, and Diana’s face was beet red, like she was overheating.
    He let go off her hand and tossed off his clothes, throwing himself naked on the body.
    “Wake up now, Diana.”
    Diana shook out of the trance. She peeled off the pink sunglasses, pouting at him with shoulders shaking. 
    “Oh right, you can talk now.”
    A rasping moan escaped Diana. “Oh you’re gonna pay for that,” she hissed. Diana tossed the sunglasses over her shoulder and lunged at Billy. They rolled across the bed and fell on the floor, kissing and laughing and shedding Diana’s clothes. But the moment seared into his memory was when Diana locked eyes with him and smiled.
    “You’re amazing, you know that?”
    He really didn’t know that, and as much as he marveled at Diana for being perfect, it was a strange thing to realize that she was thinking of him the same way.
    Billy didn’t say he loved her. It had only been a week and he wasn’t crazy. But it was probably the first time that thought truly went through his head.