"Both?" Mistress Susan repeated. "Care to elaborate on that?"

"We can talk... or we can simply enjoy the moment," Meredith replied. "For all it's worth, I had a wonderful time today. You're even more amazing than the stories people tell about you."

"That's sweet," the hypnodomme crossed her legs. "But it takes two to Tango. Nothing I do is possible without my subjects. You've also given me more than I thought possible, Meredith. You should be proud of everything we've accomplished."

"Oh, but I am! I haven't had this much fun since... God, I don't even remember! The world of BDSM sure feels different now."

"Pleased to hear it. Just don't get too carried away, okay?"

"I'll try, but you don't make it easy, you know?"

"Why not?"

"It's the way you talk, how you dig deep inside my head. You make me feel vulnerable yet so alive. I feel like there are no real limits when I'm with you. I know I can't be in a trance forever, but I sure wouldn't mind doing it more often."

"That can be arranged, my dear," Mistress Susan purred. "A day is just a day. It doesn't need to be the only one. Honestly, I'd love to have you as my subject, but we'd need to make arrangements for it to work."

"What sort of arrangements?"

"Dealing with the distance, for starters. I'm a busy woman, always on the move, and you've got your professional obligations around here. I'll always prefer live hypnosis over other kinds of sessions, but we may need to consider online training if we intend to go forward with this."

"Do you really think you can hypnotize me online?" Meredith teased, biting her lower lip.

"Sweetie, with how suggestible you've proven to be, I could probably put you under reading from a dictionary, and you'd love every second."

Meredith blushed. Mistress Susan was doing it again - playing with her emotions to the point where she couldn't tell whether it was mere flirting or another way to make her conscious mind go to sleep. Everything about the leather-clad Domme awakened the servile need in her,  longing so profound it could never be forgotten or defeated. It was hard to tell what she wouldn't do for another smile, another moment as her obedient thrall. How much of her would be left if they ventured into deeper hypnotic waters together?"

"I don't understand how you already know so much about me."

"Because I've been paying attention. There was so much you wanted to share, but couldn't find the words. Trance did that for you. It revealed who you really are."

"And who am I?"

"A curious and gentle soul who needed to let go again. Giving back to the community rekindled that spark in you, and that's why you look so radiant. You needed this."

"I needed you," Meredith gently looked away as if she had confessed a secret crush. Mistress Susan didn't shy away from her openness and held the other woman's hands tight against her bosom. The moment was as delicate as erotic, deepening the bond they had already created.

"What you need is to feel safe so you can be happy again. If my words or actions helped you with that, I'm pleased. You have a gift, Meredith, and it's too precious to be left in the dark. With your permission, I want to continue exploring it and discover everything that makes you tick. We can do beautiful things together, even more beautiful than the ones we already did. You don't need to decide right now - and in fact, I'd prefer if you didn't! - but the invitation is up. I'm here for you... If you want me to be."

"When are you expecting an answer?"

"Whenever you're ready. You're still riding the high for now, and it's not safe to rush into things. I say we have dinner, unwind, and then we talk again when the stars align."

"Speaking of dinner, shouldn't that sushi be here by now?" Meredith checked her watch.

Said and done. The deliveryman arrived, riding a silver bike that practically glowed in the dark. He was a young man, early twenties, no more, with the innocent smile of someone whose dreams were still very much alive. He was happy to be of service, and even happier with the tip he got. Meredith waltzed back into the living room, carrying two servings of Japanese delicacies that made her mouth water almost as much as Mistress Susan's hypnotic suggestions. She loved sushi, especially with little bits of fruit like strawberries, mango, or avocado.

"Oh, those rolls look good!" Mistress Susan declared, reaching for one of the trays.

"They sure do."

"What did you get us to drink?"

"Lychee soda," Meredith replied. "Is that okay? It's a personal favorite of mine."

"Honestly, I've never tried it, but if you say it's good, I'll take your word for it. Hit me."

Meredith handed her a bottle and sat happily beside her new best friend and confidant, savoring the freedom of their connection and everything that came with it. Not a day had gone by, and things had already changed for the better. The promise of trance had become an undeniable reality that would keep her heart and mind aflutter for days to come. Now, all she needed to do was look deep inside herself to discover the best way to play and serve this angel of a woman, who saw beauty in everyone through the lens of consent. Only someone such as her was worthy of her commitment.

Was she ready yet? No, but there was time to reach that stage. They would never pressure each other, but simply have fun. Until then, it was time to eat and relax.