March 21,

Making people believe they’re someone else (or something else!) is one of my favorite things in the world. When I was studying hypnosis, I remember thinking how cool it was to alter someone’s perception of themselves so dramatically that the entire world changes around them. When transformation scenes are done well, they’re borderline amazing but they can also get pretty intense if you’re not careful. I speak from experience.

Yes, even though I don’t speak of it as much as I do of my dominating days, I’ve been a subject too, so I know what’s it like to be put under and have my thoughts scrambled. Maybe I’ll tell you all about it one day but you came back today to hear more about Darren - I mean, Daniella -didn’t you? Okay then. A promise is a promise, so here’s the rest of that wonderful session where he finally came to terms with just how powerful hypnosis can be if you’re willing to go along with it.

He sat, completely still and relaxed, my suggestions and triggers swirling in his mind. As I looked at him from behind my screen, I knew that my words had produced the desired effect, but if you want proof, here’s what happened when I asked,

“Darren, how are you feeling?”

Silence. No words came out from his lips, only a hint of confusion on his furrowed brow, so I insisted,

“Darren, are you even listening to me?”

After another moment of agonizing silence that seemed like it stretched forever, he shook his head, blinked toward the camera, and asked,

“Who’s Darren? My name is Daniella.”

“Of course it is,” I replied, barely suppressing a chuckle. “Forgive me, Daniella. Is everything okay with you?”

“Everything is perfect. I dare say I’ve never felt better in my life.”

“Aww… that’s great! I must say you’re looking quite pretty tonight. Did you do something new to your hair?”

“I’m trying a new shampoo that smells like autumn leaves. I love it!”

“Oh? And where did you get it? Did anyone recommend it to you?”

“I… Funny, I don’t remember.”

“I think you do. Just focus, Daniella… let all those memories come to the surface, creating the life you wish to live. The more details come to mind the deeper you fall and you want to go deeper. Yours is such a wonderful existence filled with secrets and surprises along the way. It’s impossible to unearth them all but you can dig up a few and have fun. Do it for me, Daniella. Look deep into your mind and tell me everything you remember about that wonderful shampoo of yours.

And so, he… (sorry, force of habit!), she did. With a sly smile playing on her perfect lips, Daniella talked to me about her friend Carmen and how she was a bit of a slut but her best friend in the world. They had known each other for years and were each other’s emotional support as they navigated the treacherous waters of modern dating. She told me how they were always shopping together, and how she loved to mess around with everyone she knew. Carmen was always living dangerously and that meant doing crazy things like shoplifting minor items from time to time. That’s where the shampoo had come from.

“She stole it?” I asked, intrigued by the stories playing out inside her entranced mind. We all imagine and interpret things in different ways and I saw in that story a deep desire to go against the norm and discover a new side of herself. Naturally, stealing is wrong and not something I approve of but this was an elaborate fantasy, nothing more. As long as no one gets hurt for real, who cares about what our deepest thoughts and desires are? 

“Yeah, she did,” Daniella replied. “Carmen can be quite unhinged when she wants to, but I guess that’s why I like her.”

“I’m intrigued. Tell me more.”

“What else do you want to know?”

“Describe her for me. Let your imagination flow and don’t hold anything back.”

Carmen was a vibrant soul, a vivacious Latina with curves that could make heads turn and hearts race. They were like rolling hills, inviting and comforting, yet hiding depths unknown to those who dared not venture further. Her big ass swayed with each step, confident and unapologetic, commanding attention without uttering a word.

Her style was bold and unapologetic, much like her personality. She favored form-fitting dresses that stressed her ample bosom and hugged her generous hips. Carmen had a flair for fashion, mixing vibrant colors and patterns with confidence and ease. She wasn’t afraid to show off, embracing her body with self-assurance and sass.

But it wasn’t just her physicality that captivated those around her. Carmen had a presence that transcended mere appearance. Her big heart overflowed with compassion and empathy, always there for her friends in times of need, offering unwavering support and love. She was a pillar of strength, a beacon of light in the darkest of times.

“Wow, what an amazing woman!” I said, overjoyed by how deep Darren had fallen for me.

“She really is. I wish she were here with me. I’m sure she would love to meet you.”

“Aww… thank you, that’s sweet! Can I ask you a personal question, Daniella?”

“You can ask me anything you want.”

“Are you two just friends?”

“Huh?”

“I couldn’t help but notice the passion with which you spoke to her. If I didn’t know any better, I’d say there’s real love in your heart for her, so… is there?”

Darren/Daniella was confused, but that was the point. When you play with thoughts and memories, you need to do things like this to solidify the alternate reality. When you feel something intensely it becomes easier to accept the nuances that come with it. Now, if you’re thinking this is a bit too much and that I shouldn’t have gone so far, please know I only did it because I realized he could handle it. This was always meant to be a multi-layered experience and a spicy one too, so I kept pushing the suggestion to see if it would stick or not, and guess what? It did.

“I… hmmm, no.”

“Are you sure? You never found yourself thinking you could be something more? No secrets, remember? Tell me all the dirty things that come to mind.”

“No, I… I mean… Oh, damn it!”

Ah, the way he blushed was so endearing! I could almost see the inner workings of his brain as he tried to process this new information and include it in this fantastic new reality. Darren was already aroused but Daniella was even more.

“Imagine this, Daniella… if you had the chance to be alone with Carmen in your bedroom right now, what would you do with her or to her? No restraints, no taboos… Just how far would you go?” I asked.

Daniella took a deep breath, closing her eyes as she allowed herself to indulge in this new scenario. A sultry smile spread across her lips as she began to describe the scene exactly as it played in her mind.

“I’d start by running my fingers through Carmen’s long, dark hair, feeling the silky strands slip through my fingertips. I’d lean in and breathe in her scent, a mix of vanilla and jasmine that always drives me wild. Then, I’d kiss her deeply, tasting the sweetness of her lip gloss and feeling the heat of her passion as she responds to me.”

She paused for a moment, imagining the feel of Carmen’s curves pressed against her own. “I’d undress her slowly, savoring every inch of skin that’s revealed. I’d trace the lines of her body with my fingers. Then, I’d kiss her deeply, and bring her to her knees.”

“Carmen would be writhing beneath me, desperate for more. I’d oblige, of course. Sliding off her panties and burying myself in her warmth. Her moans would fill the room as I thrust into her again and again.”

Admit it, you guys love sapphic fantasies, don’t you? I bet your hormones are going crazy reading these lines and wishing you were the ones being mindfucked like this. Well, don’t you just sit there, drooling and living vicariously through these accounts! If you want to have your brains turned upside down like this, all you need to do is book a session. I’ll gladly make you experience something like this or even hotter if that’s what you’re into.

Darren discovered something new about the power of his imagination through this session but, unfortunately, all good things end and it was almost time to wake him up. I needed to make sure he remembered all the juicy details of his time as Daniella but I also wanted to give him a little present in case he wanted to live this alternate identity again. I don’t recall the exact words I used to snap him back into reality, but they must have been like these,

“Shh, relax, Daniella… Relax… Allow the memories of this little lesbian fantasy to remain in your mind but be ready to find your way back to your true self. Soon, you’ll be Darren again and this will be but a pleasurable dream, one of the best ever. The reflection you saw in the mirror is fading but it will never be fully gone unless you want to. If you’ve enjoyed what you’ve experienced and want to do it again, then accept this. From now on, every time you hear me and only me say the name Daniella, you’ll immediately revert to this hypnotic state where you can be a woman to your heart’s content. This is the trigger to make you feel all feminine, but only if I say it. If you hear the name spoken by anyone else, it will not work. There’s only my voice, Darren. Only my voice.”

He nodded and happily let it sink into his subconscious mind, a little backdoor for me to access whenever I wanted. And then, he woke up, staring at the screen as if he had just had his brain explode - which, in a way, he did.

“Hi, Darren, and welcome back. What did you think of your feminine counterpart?”

“Did… did that really happen?” he asked as bewildered as he could be.

“Yes. How much do you remember?”

“Pretty much everything. It’s funny, I knew what was happening and I thought of waking up but I couldn’t. It was like a compulsion as if I had been possessed by her. You recorded the whole thing, didn’t you?”

“Yes, I did. I’m sending you the file so you can go through it whenever you want in case you missed something. Were you uncomfortable at any point or felt anything you weren’t supposed to?”

“I don’t think so, no. It was all pretty amazing… and quite realistic, too. I don’t know how you do it, but it was great.”

“I didn’t do it alone, Darren. Sessions are always a team effort and if you didn’t want to play, then none of this would have been possible. As long as you’re feeling comfortable, we can continue exploring the limits of your mind, but you need to promise me one thing.”

“What is it?”

“If you ever experience an adverse side effect from anything I said or did, you need to tell me right away. Gauging your reactions from a distance isn’t a perfect science. You need to communicate properly with me at all times so I can adjust things or remove them from the equation altogether, okay?”

“Of course. I wouldn’t dream of keeping quiet. Thank you for tonight. It was wonderful,” he concluded.

“That’s all I wanted to hear. Thank you too, Darren. Working with you so far has been quite pleasant for me, too. Hit me up whenever you feel like it, okay?”

“Will do. Have a good night.”

And that’s how we parted ways. Now, I skipped a few things but this was the gist of it and it was the most fun I’ve had in ages. You don’t get connections like these every day and the fact that he’s always willing to learn makes it even better. I know every person is different but if all my clients and subs were like him, perhaps I wouldn’t have left the kink community when I did.

Anyway, I digress. The truth is, you’re all special to me, even the problematic ones. When I deal with tough people, I’m learning how to be stronger, and we all need strength, especially Dommes. Thank you so much for reading so far and I hope you’ll be here again tomorrow. Until then. 

March 23,

Apologies for not posting yesterday, but I wasn’t feeling too well. I woke up with a massive headache that wouldn’t go away and even had to postpone some sessions because of it. To be honest, I’m still feeling like shit but I wanted to share this with you and thank you for continuing to visit my page. Keeping this “diary” has been a lot of fun, and there’s plenty more to come, so… hopefully, things will go back to normal, tomorrow.

March 24,

Yeah, no… if anything is getting worse. The headaches are even stronger today and it’s almost as if someone’s using a jackhammer to drill into my skull. The medicine I have in the house gives me temporary relief, but I need something stronger. I can’t work like this and my schedule is starting to fall behind. I may need to go to the hospital if I’m not feeling better by tomorrow. Fuck, why did this have to happen now? I’ll keep you posted, okay?

March 25,

Well, what do you know? I tested positive for the coronavirus today! I went through the height of the pandemic unharmed while I watched all my friends get sick, but it seems my luck has run out. The headaches are still here and now I’m developing a nasty cough. This sucks!

I want to get some work done but my doctor insists I take things easy. Since it’s the first time I’m getting it, my immune system is likely to take some time to respond. I hope I get no more symptoms because I hate being sick, especially when I have so many things I want to do.

Do you see, guys? Even powerful women aren’t immune to diseases. I’ll be out of commission for a few days until I’m back on my feet again. While I’m away, I would love it if you were to download some of my files and leave a positive review if you liked them. Your messages always make me smile, especially when they’re heartfelt, so remember your favorite Domme, okay? I’ll get through this and then we can go back to having wonderful hypnotic adventures together.

I love you all. Take care of yourselves while I’m away, okay? Happy trancing!

((to be continued))