"Gosh, this party is so loud. Maybe you're starting to rub off on me, Elle, I'm beginning to prefer staying home where I can shut all of my girls up with just a single snap." Jessica giggles before covering her mouth, setting down her drink as both girls occupy a two-seater couch. "I should probably be careful what I say out in public like this, hehe, so many people here to eavesdrop on our fun. Remember that haughty bitch who almost managed to report us? Tilley's using it to model dresses now." 

Elle giggles at her owner's conspiratorial smile and returns it gladly, having belonged to the green eyed goddess for almost a year already. If she has ever paused to regret handing the girl ownership of her malleable mind, Jess has made sure to erase any trace of such a misstep. "D-does that mean we can't..." Elle can't finish the sentence, whining like the puppy she truly is with a finger tracing over her day collar.

"You're so adorable, we could still lez out like a pair of garden variety college sluts and the frat crowd'll probably cheer. Besides, I have plenty of little triggers I can use to make you docile and pliant on the couch while everyone else is none the wiser, you'll just look like you had a little too much to drink. Oh fuck, almost overheard... hehe, guess I'm being careless again." The young hypnotist savours the look of unconditional surrender in Elle's eyes, willing to go along with anything her owner suggests, knowing she'll love it or be made to if she doesn't. "But that's no fun, I want to talk to you plainly. I also have to uphold my reputation a little, I stop showing my face at these dull gatherings and people talk. The woes of being popular. Thankfully, I have you well trained. Remember the other night, tuning in and out of my words depending on cadence? It's a fun little game of speech, want to try it here?"

Of course the girl nods eagerly, not quite remembering what the other speaks of but wanting it badly all the same. Freedom from complex thought is one hell of a drug, more potent than this swill in her plastic cup. 

"Good g-- uhh, that's great." Jess smiles curtly at a group crossing past them reaching into her handbag to fish out the wireless earbuds she brought along for this very occasion. Pushing them gently into her well behaved pet's waiting ears and turning them to spatial audio so that the soothing track and Jessica's words can become one, the hypnotist relaxes back with a grin. "Elle, can you hear me?"

"Yes, Jessica. I-I hear you, this music is nice..." She's already dripping with excitement, her legs pushed together and her head resting back a little. 

"Good, it's there to help with your focus. You'll see, we've practiced this before. I'll be able to talk freely now, but you just have to listen. Okay love?"

Elle nods, placing down her drink and getting comfortable as the chaos of the college party surrounds them. 

"Great, then I'll just start... talking."

"So Elle, you're going to be on your final assignment soon right? That's such a drag, we won't be able to hang out as much. You better be good and set aside some time for girl nights okaaay? This semester has been a nightmare for me cause I have like three assignments now and I just wanna party! You'll still be joining me right? Oh come on, sometimes you act as though I pull you down with me but I know you're just as into it, what's a little lost sleep. You're so helpless against my party girl spirit hahaha. Fuck, maybe I should calm down a bit though. This essay I have needs to be like 3000 words, it's almost embarrassing but I get to around a tenth of that and clock the fuck out. Fucking love wasting my youth on writing mediocre trash, especially when the professors forget to say what needs to be included and then blame you for it like we're fucking mind readers. I swear all college lecturers are the fucking same. It's not our fault we'd rather be partying than submitting ourselves to that crap. Good girls like me and you don't have the willpower to resist the pull of a good night on the town, such is life. The absolute fucking gall of demanding 3000 words, I swear they have it out for me. Oh Elle you're such a snake I can tell, you must get off on your bitch roommate being so easily rattled by these stiff pricks who were never invited to parties out our age. I don't give a shit, I refuse to comply! They want us enslaved. I'm going to make their jobs as hard as possible hehe, you fucking watch me. If I have to sit through one more mindless lecture I'll be forced to enact radical change. Maybe I'll finger myself on this couch while everyone is watching, does that turn you on? I bet it does, sweetie. Kidding! Kidding, everyone fuck off the Jessica show is cancelled. Shoo, I'm talking to my gal here! I barely even need to say a thing and these college dickheads you're drooling over all the time act like the degenerates they really are. Boys can be hypnotised by the mere mention of cunt, if I were you I'd stay single and pure like the virginal puppy you are. Five assholes have already tried to peek up your skirt cause of the risky way you're slumped haha, four actually cause I'm not an asshole. Elle I'm still caught up on this three thousand words bullshit, I think I've only gotten a solid two hundred typed out if you don't factor sources haha... knowing the dumb sluts on my course though I'm definitely not the only one! Maybe I picked the wrong course, eh? Deep into my final semester and the moment the prof opens his mouth I'm fast asleep, completely bored out of my fucking mind. I'm at a very vulnerable age where I just wanna have fun in the city and they expect me to be reading up on the economic blah blah blah. Before you laugh at my misfortune, let me admit something. If he wasn't batting for his own team I'd secure my grade with legs wide open. Such a pretty thing like me and I've the sore luck of being wasted on the gayest man in the faculty, now you can laugh. Oh hey, speaking of gay... bet you've drunk enough that you wanna kiss me. I like guys obviously, but the ones here are all mindless fucking bores. Guess I can try girls while I'm blackout drunk, we're young after all so let's make the most~"

A very spacey Elle leans forwards on the couch and tentatively reaches out to hold Jessica's neck, pulling her into a needy kiss that earns a predictable torrent of whistles from the people around them. Elle only sees Jessica, though, only hears her owner's commanding words as the farcical rant was lost on her. Only the important words came though. The girls make out for a while, nobody else knowing just how deep and mindless the pretty puppy is or that Jessica's cup is only filled with water.