Mother Daughters Best

"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..."