Ensnared

Alinia sighed softly as she strolled into the bar. The smell of alcohol was firm to her nose, and the rowdy patrons that visited the place were a bit much for her. Still, things weren't working out very well at the current church was assigned to. As normal, the bishop and pastor were stuffy old men and didn't care for her services at all. In fact, they already docked the stipend she was told she was to receive. Still, a bar like this, maybe with some nice juice, and then the promised stage show, would do wonders to help her unwind and not worry about the next few months.

She found an isolate bar in the back, ordered an orange juice, and prayed silently for the souls she saw in front of her.

The 'promised stage show' was advertised as one "Vesera the Mesmerist", an out of town attraction that was making rounds of the region.  There were no pictures of the man (or woman) in question, which added to the awe of mystery of who "Vesera" was and what he or she would do for the act precisely.  What was for certain was that there was no fee being charged to watch the show... oddly enough it was a free performance.  Many a traveling performer would have turned their nose up at the concept of performing for free, but clearly this person was not one of them. 

At the appointed time a light shone on the closed curtains of the stage.  After a minute a woman came onstage.  She was wearing a blue vest made of sequins that shone in the light, and a pair of short shorts that rode almost to mid-thigh.  Between the cleavage visible under the vest and the long legs it was easy to get a bit distracted from the real purpose of the show.  Yet the distractions seemed to vanish when the woman spoke, her voice seeming to resonate around the room. 

"Good evening ladies and gentlemen.  My name is Madam Vesera the Mesmerist.  Tonight I will show you wonders of the human mind you have never seen before.  Before your very eyes I will make your friends and neighbors act in ways they would never consider or dream of in public.  You will get a taste of what is to come at my show tomorrow night out in the town square and, I hope, you will come back for more."  Her mismatched eyes seemed to glisten in the light at this, as if it was a private joke whose punchline only she knew. 

"Now, to begin, I require a volunteer from the crowd.  Are there any takers?"

Alinia found her gaze lingering on the hypnotist for a moment longer than she would care to admit. She looked at her juice with suspicion, but then shook her head. That's not it... It's just been a very, very bad week. She thought to herself.

Alinia saw this kind of thing often at church. Much like any public speaking, half the battle was getting the audience to believe in you. Sad thing was, that was a rather simple thing to do once you established an air of mystery well-enough. Alinia wondered if seeing her go onstage would both help the poor hypnotist and maybe raise some goodwill about the church in the community. Deciding she didn't care, her hand went up. Oddly, there were a few more out there, but not too many. A small blush crossed her face.

Hetero-chromatic eyes scanned the crowd coolly.  There were several volunteers in the audience, including more than one lonely male who had too much to drink.  They were notable by their catcalls and whistles and the occasional inappropriate remark.  Yet there was one person in the crowd who caught Ves' eye. 

She couldn't have been much older than Vesera at a glance, but it was not the age that caught and held the practiced eye of the mesmerist.  There was something... regal about her.  It was a difficult thing to put her finger on, but this young woman sitting fairly well in the back did not seem to be one of the rough-and-tumble hardscrabble types that filled this establishment.  Judging by her garb... the local priestess?  She knew far too little about the local religions, and the concept of a holy woman agreeing to step up and allow herself to lose control to Ves sent a shiver up the mesmerist's spine. 

The reality was that shows like this, especially her free "sneak peaks", were meant less to entice others to come see the full show and more to allow her an opening opportunity to sink her "claws" into some unsuspecting thralls whose information and positions could prove to be useful to her as she set up yet another spy network for the Organization.  Someone as trusted as a priestess certainly could be a worthy thrall.  Perhaps more than that.  Yet Ves knew that such holy people had strong wills and were difficult to break.  Unwavering faith in something was a very hard obstacle to overcome.  Still, she had done it a time or two, and this woman seemed sufficiently young that it might just be possible to break through those barriers. 

After one more scan of the crowd she pointed back in the woman's direction.  "You, my dear.  Come up here."

Alinia paused a moment to make sure she was the one actually being pointed at. She stood up slowly and walked up stage. Her face flushed a little at the catcalls, but figured that it would at least get one drunkard into the church come next Sunday. Her eyes focused then instead on the hypnotist onstage, smiling and looking down at her.

Admittedly, something about this seemed rather off. She had heard rumors of the Sanctum and the like from her parishioners, but there was not really anything else she could draw here. Finally, she made her way onstage and bowed lowed to the hypnotist. "How can this servant of the Twelve be of assistance?" She inquired as she came back up.

Her attitude took Ves aback for a moment.  She had been right on the money that this was someone of a holy order.  Yet she could not detect any hint of duplicity coming from this woman.  If anything she seemed genuinely willing to participate.  She mused over this thought for a moment, choosing the best way in which to proceed.  She needed something subtle, something that would not arouse any suspicions in this one.  Moving too quickly would run the risk of alerting her prey to the danger before she was ready.  No, this would require patience and cunning.  Time was never a factor with these things, she had learned. 

"Good evening.  Before we begin, may I ask your name?"  Vesera gave a polite bow in return, not out of mockery or flattery but out of respect.  She had to garner the trust of this woman before she could begin to use that trust and turn her.

Alinia smiled and softly laid an assuring hand on the hypnotist's shoulder. Her hand was clearly a little rough from laboring around an abbey or two, but her touch was delicate and warm. "I'm not here to upstage you. It just can't be easy doing this for free and this can't be an ideal place to do this in."

Alinia took her hand off and bowed again. "Priestess Alinia Silverheart of the Kva church near here. It's a pleasure to be tranced, Miss." She smiled warmly and then giggled gently.

That reply merited a smile and a chuckle from Vesera.  If only Alinia knew just what was going to happen to her, she might have rethought both her comment and her light tone.  This was going to be fun. 

"No need to worry, Priestess," Ves replied in a soft tone, quiet enough that only Alinia could hear.  "You are hardly upstaging me here.  I am used to such places as this.  Chaos is nothing that can't be overcome if you pay attention and listen to my voice."   

With that she looked about at the crowd, watching with eager anticipation to see what would come next.  "Pay attention, all.  Soon, before your very eyes, I will mesmerize this priestess!"

(Note:  Italics are intended to be used with Relaxing Words as particular commands to make the target relax.  See below for details)

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Voice (Passive):  As a trained mesmerist, Vesera has perfected the use of her voice as the ultimate weapon.  Inflection and intonation allow her to gain a subaudial advantage over others as they are more likely to soak in what she says without realizing it.  Each round she speaks there is an 80% chance that listeners will take 3 CC from her voice.

Mimicry (Passive):  Part of her training has included how to induce others to listen to her without realizing it.  As she listens to others speak she will begin to mimic their tone and inflection to slip past their conscious defenses and influence their subconscious.  At the start of battle Vesera will roll a 1d6 for each target.  This number is the number of rounds of listening to them it will take before she can mimic them.  After that number of turns is up there is a chance each round equal to the target's current CC of any vocal attack auto-hitting.  (Rolled 5)

Relaxing Words:  Vesera will use wordplay and the sound of her voice in an effort to get her subject to relax.  If target rolls less than 80%, they find themselves relaxing physically and mentally.  As a result, they take 5 CC, gain a trance counter, and their next action suffers a -10 penalty, be it attack or defense.

(Both rolls succeeded, HP 100/100, CC 92/100)

Alinia blinked and blushed a little, thinking the hypnotist read her wrong and her intentions. She made an effort to correct herself, but then found herself doing what the hypnotist told her to do.

"Oh... um, yes... if you insist..." She said, blinking a bit at the arousal. She giggled a bit, "That's a nice trick~" Her voice and body was relaxing.

"Isn't it?"  The mesmerist noted that Alinia had tried to correct herself - thanks to the nice little twisting of words that Ves had used - but the effort had proven futile as she subconsciously accepted the hidden commands that were used on her.

"But are you so sure it's really a trick?  Perhaps I truly know a way to relax your body and mind."  She added a subtle emphasis on the end of the statement, the same emphasis she had used before to insert the earlier command into the priestess' mind.  All she had to do was keep the priestess off balance long enough to overcome her will.  Then the fun could really begin.

"There are many marvels in the world - this may be one of them."

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(Trance Counters:  1 (5% penalty to defense))
(Turns until Mimicry takes effect: 4)

Voice (Passive):  80%, 3 CC
Relaxing Words:  80% (+10% from successful Relaxing Words last round), 5 CC, 1 trance counter

(Voice resisted, Words not, 87/100 CC, 2 trance counters)

Alinia smirked gently and sighed, "If you are the wonder of the world, maybe we should set you up in that church instead of the stuffy old men." Alinia grumbled, her eyes tracing over the hypnotist a moment too long, before she found herself doing that and looking away, a small blush escaping her face before she recovered. "My.. my mind too, hmm..?" She tried to quip, but found that actually happening. She blinked, slowly, "Apparently, okay, if you insist..." She said, her hand starting to search for a place to sit down.

"You're doing so well, Alinia,"  she spoke a bit louder more for the crowd's benefit as for her subject.  Much of their exchange had been too quiet for anyone but those nearest to the stage to overhear.  If she did not do something a bit more visible she would lose the interest of the crowd. 

"Now, let's see..."  She reached down into her vest and produced a shiny gold coin.  There was nothing very terribly special about it, save that it had been thoroughly polished and reflected the light amazingly well, making it much easier for people to watch and follow.  Expertly she took the coin in her hand, flipping it casually into the air and catching it on the back of her hand.  Then she began to move the coin up and down her knuckles with practiced ease.  "There's something that's so fascinating about moving a coin around like this.  Wouldn't you agree, Alinia?  Isn't it fascinating to watch the coin as I move it along my fingers?"  The question was asked loud enough to keep the crowd entertained, and Ves imagined that some in the audience might even find themselves starting to become entranced if they were not careful. 

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(Trance Counters:  2 (10% penalty to defense))
(Turns until Mimicry takes effect: 3)

Voice (Passive): 80%, 3 CC

Sleight of Hand:  Vesera takes an object and begins to manipulate it skillfully with her fingers and hands.  The result is that the target's attention is focused more on the object and less on what she may be saying at that time.  There is a 75% (+10% from last Relaxing Words, +10% defense penalty) chance that the target will take 5 CC, gain a trance counter, and have a 65%(+10%) chance of losing their next round (taking 5 more CC and gaining a trance counter in the process) due to being so distracted by the sleight of hand.  This ability cannot be used consecutively if the first attempt was successful.

(Voice and Sleight success, stun success, 74/100 CC, 4 trance counters, Alinia loses her next turn)
Alinia found a soft seat on the stage and sat down, feeling her mind and body relax a bit more. If nothing else, she was no longer thinking about the cranky old men and allowed herself to enjoy the company of the hypnotist. Alinia wasn't entirely sure what she was feeling, and if it was due to the bar, but she did find herself not caring. Her eyes slowly following the gold coin. Her eyes watched it carefully and she had the sensation of feeling her entire being focused on it.

"I... I agree... it... it is fascinating... um...?" Alinia said, and found herself briefly shocked at how submissive and soft her voice sounded. She felt herself unable to do much about it at the moment, though.

The priestess was turning out to be very susceptible to suggestion.  That would make this even more interesting for Vesera.  Perhaps she could skip a step or two and accelerate the process a bit?  The coin continued to move as she gave the matter a brief thought.  She could probably spin it to keep the crowd interested. 

Carefully she repositioned herself, keeping the coin at eye level but moving her line of sight so it bisected the priestess' own.  "Now, my dear, why don't you look into my own eyes?  You will see the coin reflected there.  Just watch as it continues to move over and over again."

If Alinia complied she would find herself being drawn into Vesera's mismatched eyes almost helplessly, the coin appearing to still be there, moving and dancing as it had on her fingers.

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(Trance Counters:  4 (20% penalty to defense))
(Turns until Mimicry takes effect: 2)

Voice (Passive): 80%, 3 CC
Hard Stare:  Vesera adopts a very focused stare at her target.  The effects of this stare can be so powerful that the other person is unwittingly drawn into Vesera's eyes.  As a result this throws them off balance mentally and gives Vesera an opening to exploit.  There is a 75% chance that the target gets drawn into Vesera's gaze, resulting in taking 5 CC, gaining one trance counter, and suffering a -20 penalty to both their attack and defense rolls next round.

(Voice and Stare Success, -20 penalty next turn if necessary, Alinia is stunned this round. CC: 66/100, 5 trance counters)

Alinia found her purple eyes gazing into Vespera's mismatched eyes. She found herself unable to look away and felt some parts of the suggestion getting deeper and deeper. She murmured out, "Wow, those are some really pretty eyes, Miss Hypnotist..."

Alinia blinked and tried to look away, "H..hey... I'm a woman... of the cloth... is this.. this... appropriate?" she asked, becoming cognizant of how close the hypnotist was.

"Certainly it is,"  the mesmerist smiled as she watched the priestess' eyes start to glass over, her gaze becoming unfocused from staring into Vesera's mismatched eyes.  It was doubtful that Alinia would notice Ves removing the coin and returning it to her pocket with one hand, not so long as that heterochromatic gaze continued to seem to penetrate into the depths of Alinia's very soul.  "It's not as if I have asked you to do anything... inappropriate, have I?"  No, that would come later.  For now, it was time to bring this to a close and show the crowd what they could expect at tonight's performance. 

The same hand that had removed the coin reappeared now with a simple pendant, a shiny crystal attached to a string.  With practiced ease she lowered the crystal until it broke their stare, leaving it firmly in Alinia's sight.  "Now, my helpful assistant, please look into this crystal.  It is a special crystal, one that has the power to captivate and enrapture.  If you look deep within it you will see a light shining within.  Stare into that light, seek it out until it fills your vision... and then you will feel the most relaxed you have ever felt in your life."

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(Trance Counters:  5 (25% penalty to defense))
(Turns until Mimicry takes effect: 1)

Voice (Passive): 80%, 3 CC
Pendant:  The most powerful of her techniques uses a pendant on a string.  She holds it in front of her victim's eyes and spins it, letting the light glint off of it as her voice encourages the target to focus on it and nothing else.  If the target fails a save roll of 60% (+20% for Stare), they take 20 CC of damage and gain 3 Trance counters as they follow the pendant with their eyes.  They lose any actions the following turn, re-rolling to break free of the pendant's influence each additional round.  This attack can only be initiated once every three rounds from start of battle or from target breaking free of previous Pendant.  This attack remains active (meaning no other attack can be used) until the target either successfully rolls a save or reaches 10 Trance counters/maxed CC.

(Both rolls fail, 8 trance counters, 89/100 CC, stunned next turn)

"No... you haven't... and this... feels really good... but... I.." Alinia's thoughts were simply coming much too slowly for her to keep talking at a normal pace. Just as she was about to voice objections, she noticed a crystal in her sight. It was beautiful, and Alinia thought she could see a light within it. She tried to blink, but it never came. She was, however, able to vocalize something,

"Your... helpful assistant... that... sounds... ummm..." She looked deeper at the crystal as she was told to, and her eyes started to focus in solely on it. She groaned, "Captiv..a..te.... and... and... en..enrap..tu..re..." signalling to Ves that the crystal had started to take effect, and those words were compelling to her for some reason.

A hush was falling over the crowd now as they watched the priestess helplessly fall under the mesmerist's power.  Ves knew how to read crowds; she could see some of the men shifting uneasily in their chairs, a good sign that they were becoming undeniably aroused by the scene.  No doubt they would be in attendance in tonight's show which would add a pretty penny to her coffers.  But first she had to seal the deal before Alinia could work her way free from the hypnotic spell Vesera was weaving both verbally and with the potent pendant that dangled before Alinia's glassy eyes. 

"Yes, my helpful assistant.  You'd like to be my helpful assistant, wouldn't you?  All you have to do is continue to watch the crystal and listen to my voice.  You can do that for me, can't you?"

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(Continue Pendant... at 10 trance counters, she is entranced! :) )

(Voice, succeeded in resistance, Pendant, failed in roll. 103/100 CC, CC Maxed, 10 trance counters, Alinia is stunned and maxed)

For a moment, there was something about Ves's voice that didn't sound right to her. It allowed a brief moment for her to feel the room around her. Men and women were clearly aroused at her, the hypnotist was clearly looking at her like she was an item, and she was growing more and more helpless to do much about it. Despite her concerns, a small part of her found herself enjoying it, even wanting it. Alinia didn't have time to guess if it was because of repressed sexuality or if she was really attracted to the hypnotist, because the pendant caught her eye again.

Alinia's eyes went wide as she suddenly saw the pendant larger than anything she ever saw before. There was a bright flash, and she felt herself be consumed by the pendant, existing within in, and being possessed by the person who possessed the item. Vespera's voice changed in her mind. It was no longer a simple voice, but a calling from the heavens. It was something that resounded in her ears, her body, her soul, and maybe even her heart.

A small blush came across her face as Vespera's voice echoed everywhere. "Yes... like to be.. your helpful assistant.." she whispered, "Can do... anything for you..." Her voice came across submissive and lost.

"Very good,"  Vesera nearly cooed with happiness as she watched Alinia's eyelids start to droop.  "All you have to do for me now is SLEEP!"  The last word was a loud command, a stark contrast from her quieter voice a second ago.  The purpose was clear - to push Alinia over the edge and into the trance state that awaited her. 

"Sleep for me, Alinia... deeper and deeper now... let my voice and my pendant guide you as you become my helpful assistant."

Alinia's purple eyes filled with blankness and a lack of a purpose as she felt Vesera's voice all around her. Feeling that Vesera was happy... made her feel happy, though she couldn't pin down the reason why. Despite that, she felt a small smile creep on her lips.

The sudden loudness of Vesera's voice made Alinia jump noticably from her chair. If Vesera's voice was like hearing a rain storm bounce, echo, and surround her, Vesera's yell was like a lighting strike and thunder clap. Resistance was not even a concept Alinia could form before her eyes obediently shut, slumping softly in her chair, trying to lean on Vesera.

Her words were soft, only spoken because she felt everything Vesera said so deep inside her, "Become..." she whispered.

"Good girl.  Until I address you by your name or call you 'Assistant', I want you to continue to relax and fall deeper and deeper into trance."  Ves gently held Alinia with a hand, keeping her steady in her chair.  With her other she replaced the pendant and looked around to address the hushed crowd.

"As you can see, she is now firmly under my spell.  To demonstrate for any doubters in the audience, I will now make her do something that you would not expect her to normally do."  Her voice carried across the room effortlessly and she smiled as she could feel the attention fixated on her.  This was showmanship - giving the crowd a tease of what bigger things were to come.  Of course, what she was going to have Alinia do was simple compared to what would happen at tonight's show. 

"Now, my lovely assistant, I want you to stand up from your chair, open your eyes, and then bark like a dog."

The mind was a funny thing, especially when controlled. Relieved of any purposes, duties, or pesky thoughts, Alinia's mind focused on the woman that had captured her. She saw everything about Ves in great detail, the color of her eyes, the change in her personality as Alinia succumbed deeper, the glow of her skin, even her scent as she was close to Alinia, all these things were replicated and broadcasted in the emptiness that was Alinia's mind as she was commanded to go deeper. By the time Vesera spoke again, Alinia's body felt as if it almost could be controlled by feelings Vesera had.

The priestess still found herself flinching when Vesera spoke directly to her, so great were Vesera's words, but she didn't even hesitate for a moment. She stood up from her chair like a dutiful servant, her arms and legs standing at a relaxed attention. Her eyes opened up, revealing pools of amethyst robbed of purpose or individual thought. Her mouth opened, and barks, as if from a small dog or a puppy, emanated from her mouth, enthusiastically. Other than the enthusiasm, Alinia's expression, posture, and body remained unchanged, the stiffness allowing her breasts to jiggle softly as as she kept barking.

There were some gasps from the crowd, some laughter, and some who shook their heads as if they did not believe it.  The mesmerist just smiled, allowing them to soak in the barking for a few moments before she spoke once more.  "Very good, my dear assistant.  You may stop now with that.  Instead, why don't you lift your dress and show these nice people your long, shapely legs?  Don't show them too much now... we don't want to give too much away."

Alinia's mind raced as she processed her newest orders. Show... but not too much... In an empty mind like Alinia's, the multiple meanings processed over and over again as she was trying to come to terms with that. Her dress had slits on the sides, and she loved wearing her heeled boots, but she had been scolded in the past for showing too much by people over her. Yet, Vesera's clothing was tight, almost revealing, and that could even make Alinia blush if she stared at it too long. Finally, her mind recalled a small, bawdy show she once saw, and she came to an idea.

In real time, it would be about 30 seconds this time before Alinia's body showed visible reaction to the mesmerist's commands. Finally, a soft blush painted on her face as she turned to her left side. Mouthing the words, "show these shapely legs", Alinia pulled and parted the slit on her church dress uniform, revealing her boots and her skin tight thigh-high legging. Mouthing the words, "don't so them too much now", she stopped lifting as the bottom part of her silken, black panties, before allowing her dress to fall down. Alinia turned back to her normal position, the blush lightly fading from her face.

It seemed there were fewer doubters after that, and the catcalls were a sure sign that there would be a good crowd in attendance at tonight's performance.  That was a promising sign. 

Not so promising was the delay in between giving the command and having it carried out.  If Vesera was going to use the priestess as her assistant it seemed some... training... would be in order.  This was fine - she always trained her assistants properly before the show.

"Very good, my lovely assistant."  She said the words aloud but slid in close to Alinia to whisper into her ear.  "Alinia, after I awaken you from your trance, you will have the uncontrollable urge to seek me out after the performance has ended.  When you hear me say the words "holy assistant", you will fall back into your trance.  Do you understand?" 

Waiting until she was certain her assistant understood she stepped back and put on her show voice again.  "You have done well, my assistant.  I am going to count to three and snap my fingers.  When I do, you will awaken, remember everything, and go back to your seat."

"1..."

"2..."

"3..."

*snap*

Alinia felt... something she could identify at being praised and having Ves so close to her, pleased with her. Was it lust? Desire? Was it simply relief at having someone who had her so completely being happy with her? She wasn't sure, but there wasn't time to think too much on that. Even though her eyes remained blank, Alinia's right hand moved up from her side to her chest, placing a hand on her heart and breasts as she felt new... things, new ideas being written on her. She would see this woman out. She would fall back into trance at these words.

Softly, her voice empty and submissive, almost near the sound of someone who had their brains sexed out of them, she replied, "Yes, my Megami." She said, not too sure where that third word came from.

Alinia's blank face allowed a small smile to creep on her face at being praised again. Whatever the feeling was, this blank slate wanted it again. But then... then... then...

Flushed, Alinia woke from her trance. Her gaze lingered on Ves. This woman had her completely, like the pendant or coin in her possession. Alinia was sure she could have been told to do anything, everything, and she would have done it. The feeling was... was rather sexy. Desirable. But Alinia was almost sure it wasn't right. She was about to gear up and do something but then...

Alinia found herself bowing, low, submissively, almost subserviently to the hypnotist, until she minced and walked over to her original spot and sat down. It wasn't until afterwards did her shock show. She had been completely unable to stop herself from obeying, again. Alinia looked up at Ves, a mixture of curiosity and... lust clear in her eyes, even if she didn't know it.

The rest of the preview went as Vesera had hoped and planned.  She accepted several more volunteers, entrancing each and having them carry out actions that most dignified people would not even consider doing before an audience.  Each one was someone who she had identified as someone of interest in the village.  In each case they were given a whispered command to return to see her after the main performance that night.  But none of them would be visiting her after the show this afternoon ended - none save one particular priestess. 

At last, after an hour had passed, the show wrapped up.  Some were disappointed, calling out to see more.  Many more left eager to return to the larger performance tonight that she would be performing.  A few lingered to speak with her about what they had seen - questions that were asked for which mysterious answers were given.  Now all that was left to do was to clean up a bit and then wait to see if Alinia responded to the post-hypnotic suggestions that had been implanted into her mind.

Throughout the show, Alinia found herself unable to look away. Something about Ves's moves, her voice, her body, even the small smirk and smiles Alinia could swear she saw coming from Ves as the show continued... it made Alinia's heart flutter more and more. She never figured herself to be a submissive or anything of the sort, but she had to wonder if years of denying her body any satsification at all were finally costing her and making her pay dividends. In between staring like a lovestruck schoolgirl and wondering about herself, Alinia began to think how to get out of this predicament. Based on what happened after the show, it was highly unlikely she would be able to resist going to see the beautiful woman onstage. Instead, she was going to have to try something else.

As the show ended, and Ves was answering questions (Alinia barely resisted the urge to her that voice again in normal conversation), Alinia... disappeared. She had moved herself away from the crowds, and hid where she knew Ves was going to cross next. As soon as Ves did show, Alinia stood up. Her hair was messy around the ears, as if something bigger was in them. Her purple eyes gleamed with a fire, and she held both hands out in front of her,

"Holi Bean!" she said, messing up the pronuniciation as if she couldn't hear herself.

Roll:  1 (HIT)
HP:  285/300

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The attack was rather unexpected and it took Ves a moment to gather herself and figure out just what was happening.  It was fortunate that the crowd had already left - she was sure they would have wondered why her assistant was attacking her.  Vesera was rather wondering that herself, though some ideas were already springing to mind. 

She was no stranger to combat.  There had been instances similar to this before, where she had been forced to defend herself long enough to mesmerize her opponents.  Yet it highlighted the need to have a bodyguard or two who could step in during situations like this.  If the priestess had these sorts of capabilities... well, no sense in getting ahead of herself just yet.  First she had to defeat the priestess. 

Rather than panic as some would do she instead took in the situation.  From the looks of things it would appear that Alinia had plugged her ears with some sort of material to prevent herself from being affected by Ves' entrancing voice.  That was something that she had not seen before, and it would handicap her slightly.  Yet at the same time there was something about Alinia that suggested the priestess was struggling to shake the post-hypnotic suggestion.  If she could just entrance Alinia again (a bit more tricky given that she could not use her voice), she would probably bring this to an end.  Then she could figure out why she was doing this... and take the necessary steps to ensure that it did not happen again. 

Since Alinia would have to look at her target to hit her target... well, there was the opening Ves would need.  She had three choices here - a stare, a coin, or a pendant.  The stare made the most sense and she waited until Alinia gazed into her eyes.  Then she fixed her with yet another hard, penetrating, piercing stare - the kind that had been used earlier on the priestess.  If she was right, Alinia would have difficulty resisting given what had only recently happened to her.

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Hard Stare:  Vesera adopts a very focused stare at her target.  The effects of this stare can be so powerful that the other person is unwittingly drawn into Vesera's eyes.  As a result this throws them off balance mentally and gives Vesera an opening to exploit.  There is a 75% chance that the target gets drawn into Vesera's gaze, resulting in taking 5 CC, gaining one trance counter, and suffering a -20 penalty to both their attack and defense rolls next round.

(Base, 90/100 CC, 7 trance counters. Roll failed, 95/100 CC and 8 trance counters, -20 to hit this turn)

Alinia blinked and found herself looking into into Ves' eyes a moment longer than she should have. She felt the memories acting up, and remembering how good it felt to just stare into those mismatched eyes. Mis...matched? That's really unfair, since her eyes are so beautiful... we're the mismatched ones... Alinia found herself thinking, the trance still nowhere nearing completely off. She shook her head and tried to focus. She likely wasn't going to last long, but she felt her feet not letting her move. She groaned,

"Yoo're eally lobely, yoo now dat?" Alinia said, her voice still not hitting things correctly, "Dut U'm an priesthiss ofd Kva, U can't ullow dis." She put her hands to her chest. "Asuna." She started to glow.


CC: 87/100, 8 trance counters

Aww, how sweet... the priestess was trying to heal her own willpower in an effort to shake loose from Vesera's grip on her.  If only she had realized just how deeply Vesera's claws extended into her psyche already.  It didn't matter though.  The harder the fight, the sweeter the victory at the end.  And victory was about to be in Vesera's grasp. Literally.

She reached back into that pocket, withdrawing the same pendant she had used on the priestess only an hour ago.  If Alinia was having problems shaking off the mental influence of the trance right now, then the pendant would only make it that much harder.  It might even put her back under again.  Slowly she held the pendant aloft, clearly visible to Alinia.  She let it dangle there, twirling it gently so the light caught off of it and reflected.  It was hard to not speak, but even if she did Alinia would not have been able to hear. 

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Pendant: The most powerful of her techniques uses a pendant on a string.  She holds it in front of her victim's eyes and spins it, letting the light glint off of it as her voice encourages the target to focus on it and nothing else.  If the target fails a save roll of 60%, they take 20 CC of damage and gain 3 Trance counters as they follow the pendant with their eyes.  They lose any actions the following turn, re-rolling to break free of the pendant's influence each additional round.  This attack can only be initiated once every three rounds from start of battle or from target breaking free of previous Pendant.  This attack remains active (meaning no other attack can be used) until the target either successfully rolls a save or reaches 10 Trance counters/maxed CC.

(10 trance counters, CC maxed)

Alinia's eyes saw the pendant that had tamed her before come out of the hypnotist's pocket. Desperately, she tried to look away, but found herself completely unable to. She shook her head desperately in an attempt to look away, but her eyes wouldn't move. Then, she saw the light flash up from the pendant, and her eyes went wide.

She felt the familiar feeling of being captivated and taken by the pendant wash over her, and she wished she could have been surprised that it was a welcomed feeling. Moaning, she sank to her knees in front of Ves, a helpless look on her face as she found her knees. Soft tears spilled gently from her eyes as she knew she had no control... and that she didn't want any.

Her amethyst eyes looked up helplessly at the pendant and at Ves as she knelt there, defeated.

Just as swiftly as it started the battle ended.  The priestess was on her knees in front of the mesmerist, tears leaving moist trails down her cheeks as she realized her defeat.  Keeping the pendant out and visible Ves strode towards Alinia until she was within reach.  Then, with her free hand, she gently caressed the girl's cheeks... and pulled out the wadding that had been meant to save her from what was about to happen. 

"I see I made the right decision in choosing you, my holy assistant."  If there was any resistance left in the priestess she would soon find the compelling trigger would bring that to heel.  "You have some spunk in you.  I like that in an assistant.  Perhaps, though, it is time we started teaching you how to properly be my assistant.  Wouldn't you agree?"

Alinia's flesh was wet, but soft and yielding to Ves' touch. The fire in her eyes was gone, replaced with blankness mixed in with lust. Her kneeling form was submissive and open, with her legs even spread out just a bit. As the trigger words crashed over her, she groaned even more so and found her head bowing as low as it could while still watching the pendant that had tamed her will again.

Alinia's body twitched noticeably as Ves' words rocked her inner world again, the depth of the trance evident the way she rocked a bit in time with Ves' words. Looking up, she found just an inch of her voice, "I... agree with... whatever... you want..." came out, soft, submissive, and little eagerness just under the surface.

The pendant returned to that pocket and Vesera held out her hand to her new thrall.  "Come, stand up.  We will walk to my room and there your training will begin.  In the meantime, why don't you tell me about those powers of yours?  They seem to be rather strong... and like nothing I have ever seen before."

If there was one thing Vesera wanted it was information.  If she could learn what made this priestess tick, then properly breaking her in would be no trouble at all. 

Alinia found herself obeying the commands given to her without any thought or consent on her behalf. Her eyes hooded a bit as she stood and took Ves' hand. Without thinking, she wrapped herself around Ves' arm like a playboy to a millionaire, pressing her chest against the arm. Her slow blinking indicated she was trying to process if that was good or not. As they walked, the girl's empty and submissive voice began to speak,

"When I was very young, my parents were killed in a great war and I was orphaned. The Church of Kva founded me, Megami-sama, and they claimed I had magical powers. Normally, they slay those with powers, but since I was such a kid, they decided to see if they could harness it for the twelve gods. The result is what you see there. There's attacking, healing, and defending, though my healing is my strongest magic." Alinia holds a hand, making a light ball come out of it.

"However, they claimed that if I were to have sex, or get corrupted, the light would change. The healing is my own ability, and maybe so is the shield, but the light comes from Kva. See?" The light ball expanded, and darkened bits, like bar floating in water, were evident. They were also growing. "Since I am tranced, I am currently impure. This light will go away at this rate~" She said. Even in her blank state, the emotion was not one of worry, but of relief, as if she had been burdened with it her whole life.

Something about this girl screamed repressed sexuality.  As if she had longed for intimacy and sensuality but had forced herself away from it as a result of being in the church.  The more Vesera heard the more she wondered just how this tasty morsel had fallen into her lap.  Perhaps the gods had a sense of irony.  Perhaps they just didn't care.  Either way, Vesera would not be turning this gift down. 

"I see.  You need not worry about such things anymore, Alinia.  I will take good care of you."  They were crossing the street now, returning to the inn where Vesera was residing.  She had already entranced the innkeeper the night before - and his wife - and both were not going to be taking any sort of notice of what Vesera was up to.  They entered the dimly lit foyer of the inn and started for the stairs. 

There was much more here than met the eye.  That was becoming plain to Ves.  It would definitely take some time - perhaps the rest of the afternoon - to delve into the depths of Alinia and explore what resided there.  In fact, she expected that Alinia would be a work in progress for quite some time.  And once the church figured out they had lost a priestess... well, Alinia would probably have to come with her, if she was being corrupted.  Not that the idea was such a bad one.

They reached the room and Vesera opened the door, ushering the entranced priestess in.  It was a fairly standard room, complete with a moderately large bed, chair, and some of Ves' belongings laid out on the floor.  "Sit on the bed.  I won't be but a moment."

Alinia's mind, being itself, raced through what Ves meant. She had heard stories about Mistresses enslaving heroes and turning them into sex objects, assistants, maids, and all other kinds of things that Alinia had fantasized about on cold days in the quarters she had been provided. With those images in her mind, and the sexy hypnotist standing next to her, Alinia didn't register they were in an inn until Ves spoke to her.

Alinia's face flushed. Being a virgin for as long as she had been, the rumors, and the previous images from before, had spiked her libido as she did what she was told. Walking softly, she sat down obediently on the bed, her blank eyes trying to register the area around her, before the trance took over again and her mind and body were made to relax.

The closet wasn't much as closets went but a few of her outfits hung there, ready and waiting to be used.  She considered for a moment, then made her choice...

She emerged from the closet a few moments later wearing a comfortable-looking white robe and a sash about her waist keeping it in place.  Her shoes were gone and she walked barefoot over the wooden floors.  She seemed more relaxed now, and yet there was something almost provocative about her manner of dress.  Maybe it was that the robe showed bits of skin here and there.  Maybe it was hard to determine if she wore anything under the robe.  Whatever it was, there was mystery about the mesmerist. 

"Good.  Now, my dear, I want you to imagine a safe place.  It can be a forest, a lake, anything you want.  When you can see it in your mind, tell me what it is."

Alinia's eyes went wide as her face regarded Ves' new attire. Her face blushed a bright red and some semblance of control briefly emerged from her trance, but it soon became flattened down by the deep and complete trance she was in. She moaned gently and looked down at Ves' feet. "I..." she stammered, flustered despite her state, "I'm... a virgin... you know... and... apparently..." Her blank eyes looked to the closet, trying to get off Ves' body, "A bit of a lesbian.." She managed.

All her nervousness, all her flustering, all her emotions went quickly away as Ves gave her a command, the trance and the power Ves had over her wiping away anything else. Her eyes went blank as she regarded Ves, and then her eyes traveled downward to a non-specific point, "I..."

Her mind focused, pushed onward, and an erotic image of her, kneeling, bounded, and collared at Ves' feet, a slut and a slave for all to see, emerged. She relayed the image, but then realized that it was causing her anxiety, and she shook it off, shook her head desperately.

A new imagine formed, and she saw sand, and the ocean lapping onto it as a cool breeze blew by. Alinia's blank eyes went wide, "I see... a beach..."

If not for all those repressed thoughts and desires, Alinia would have been a much more dangerous woman.  That was twice now that she had briefly been able to emerge from her trance before it could overwhelm her again.  Vesera knew that a collar was a good thing to have in place to prevent Alinia from breaking free of her control.  This was the first step in establishing that collar. 

"Describe it for me," her words were soft and she approached the entranced woman slowly, so as not to interrupt her.  "Close your eyes and see the beach inside your mind.  Feel the sand beneath your feet and the sound of the waves."

There would be more than enough time soon to explore those lesbian desires that seemed to be lurking within Alinia.  And to remove that virginity - such things could be such a problem.

Alinia's eyes blinked slowly as her battle senses rocked for a moment, but it was nowhere near strong enough to even influence her in the trance. Alinia felt her own desires wanting to follow and watch Ves' movements in that slinky robe, but they and her succumbed to what Ves was commanding her to do. Alinia's eyes went wide as she started to feel everything,

"I... it's not like the deserts in this country..." She said, gently, "The sand, I mean... it's soft... like, a pillow, and it feels so nice on my feet." Alinia made a face, "it's sticking to my feet, and all the sand is almost a nice, tan color. It's so pleasant~" She cooed, "The water is crystal blue, it looks like I could drink it, but it smells so salty, like pork or beef before it's cooked. I can hear gulls.." She said, almost excitedly, getting lost in the mental image.

"Very good," the words were softer, gentler, and sounded closer as she sat down beside her thrall.  "This is your safe place, Alinia. This place is free from distractions, free from care or worry. Only you and I have power in here. If I ever tell you to go to your safe place, this is where you will go.  Do you understand?" 

It was a necessary first step, a sort of mental collar that would keep Alinia harnessed.  The existence of a safe place in her mind and the ability to return there anytime would keep anyone from messing with her.  The fact that the safe place was also accessible to Vesera meant that her influence would carry through even here.  Thus, when it was time for Alinia to learn things, she could go there and learn without distraction.  It would make any new suggestions or triggers that much more potent. 

"Now, my dear... I want you to feel yourself sinking into the sand.  It is like a nice soft pillow, no?  Feel it gently pulling you into it's warm embrace.  There is nothing to fear - it is a nice, comforting, relaxing sand."

Alinia found herself leaning on Vesera, her black hair contrasting against the woman's white robe and alabaster skin. Her scent was soft, flowery, and it was clear she wore perfume. "My safe place... free from distractions... only you..." Alinia shivered at that, "and me... have power here. I will go..."

Alinia nodded in understanding, feeling the safe place become more real, warmer, almost completely blocking out the recognition that Vesera was sitting beside her and speaking to her. She blinked slowly as she felt Vesera's words become reality, and the sand started to pull her down. "Warm embrace..?" she managed to ask, even though she was feeling the image fully. Her body started to relax as she nodded to what Vesera was saying.

"Yes, such a nice, warm, relaxing embrace.  It is so relaxing that your muscles turn to jelly the further you sink into this magical sand."  A slight shiver traced itself down the nape of Vesera's neck as she watched Alinia put herself deeper and deeper into the trance willingly.  It was a bit arousing to watch a person cooperating with you in their own demise even if they might not fully realize it.  She forced herself to turn her attention away from that pleasant shiver.  Soon she'd have a chance to let those particular feelings air.  But right now she wanted to get Alinia pliable and moldable. 

"Even your mind is relaxing because of the sand, Alinia.  Thoughts are starting to slip out of your head, leaving nothing remaining but my voice."

Alinia groaned and felt herself relaxing further into the sand, her body losing any stiffness or even control. Without realizing it, she was leaning helplessly, compliantly, onto Ves, her body needing Ves' to keep her upright. She shivered a bit as she felt the sand overtake her, the only word she could utter was a simple, helpless, "Yes..."

Alinia's eyes went wide for a moment at the other suggestion, before it took hold. Everything she was thinking about (or the lack thereof) was slipping away. As a test, she tried to recall things, like her name, her gender, her favorite food... everything was gone, slipped out to the sand. She murmured dreamily into Ves' embrace, "Nothing.. but your voice..."

She was doing so well, Ves mused, feeling the weight of the woman as she sagged against her.  Without those pesky thoughts, Vesera could begin to rework her into whatever she wanted the entranced priestess to be.  It did not seem likely she would be able to return to the church, not if her magic was being tainted and corrupted by these actions.  But she could serve in other ways. 

"Once the sand is up to your neck it will stop, leaving you snugly in that nice warm embrace.  All your thoughts, worries, fears, and cares are gone now.  They have slipped away, leaving a nice empty mind.  Yet when I ask you a question the answers will come automatically, as if by magic."

"What is your name?"

Alinia's final bodily function in this trance was either needing to be laid down on the bed, on fully supported. Her purple eyes were wide as she slumped there, completely blank, completely without will. Her body was in the same affair, arms, legs, and hands slumping down like a puppet cut off from her string. In her minds eye, she saw herself, covered up to her head, in her safe spot, the sky now a red on half the horizon, green on the other half. She moaned in soft squishiness, and spoke gently,

"I do not know..." her blank and empty voice replied.

"Yes you do,"  Vesera chided gently.  "Let the answer flow up from the sand... anytime I ask you a question the answers will come to you like magic.  They will come from the sand.  Your name is Alinia, yes?" 

She was trying to get at Alinia's subconscious, the last layer in the onion of the priestess' mind.  If any permanent changes were to be made they would have to start there.  Yet you could not just go in with an eraser and remove everything.  Instead you had to poke and prod gently, rebuilding the foundations of a person, making them into a new person.

"How old are you?"

Alinia groaned, the feeling of disappointment rocking her softly as she blushed and nodded at Vesera, "Y.yess... Megami..." She said, her voice tinted with her own disappointment. As she was asked another question, she blinked as the sand gave her the answer, "I'm 22... just barely..." she replied.

"Very good, Alinia.  That's a good girl." 

Vesera contemplated the situation for a moment, mind working as she considered what her next question would be.  She could choose to dive straight in and bring those repressed thoughts and feelings to the surface, but doing so might be too much for Alinia at the outset.  No, what she needed to do first was get Alinia better positioned and more receptive for what would come next.  Her faith could prove to be a stumbling block and a key at the same time. 

"You are a priestess, no?  Of Kva?  How do you feel about your faith and the other priests and priestesses of your church here in the village?"

Alinia groaned and blushed at the praise being given to her. Her eyes lingered on the red and green horizon before her, and she writhed just a bit in the sand as she looked that over. The next set of questions threw her a little off-guard, and her eyes regain a small sense of herself, before everything settled back down into a blank ocean.

"I am a priestess... but not by choice. They said that if I did not join and live my life in servitude to the church, I would be handed over to the authorities where I would either be executed or spend my days in a dungeon, being... a pet of sorts..." She managed, her body pushed against Ves', before she slumped back down, "I love... serving and helping people, being useful~" she cooed, "but the other members of my order, they.. can be terrible people. The old men at our church... have used people, done things... in keeping with a crime organization." Alinia bit her lip, which looked odd when contrasted to her blank face. "Kva's... power is evident every time I cast a spell... utilize my magics... but how can he allow such a thing? I don't know the answers there... I..." small tears streamed down her face, "I never asked... for this..."

Very gently, trying not to disturb Alinia, Ves wiped the tears off of the woman's face.  From the sounds of it this church was no different than many larger-scale churches.  She supposed that the Organization would be interested in knowing about such a place and resolved to send the information on as soon as she could.  But that did not change what was in front of her right now - the key to Alinia's very being. 

It took a few moments to digest the information and decide how she would act.  "Now, now... remember your safe place, Alinia.  Just relax.  I have many answers and I will share them with you.  Tell me, deep down, do you want to be a priestess?  If you had a choice?"

Alinia's trance actually wasn't disturbed at all by the tears coming off her face. If anything, it seemed she relaxed even more so as they disappeared, putting her back in her beach with her body completely submerged in the sand. Without any hesitation, she answered forcefully,

"No! Not at all, I want.." she calmed down a bit, "I want... a more normal life... find a nice woman, maybe a man... settle in... maybe serve, in a better way..." she cooed.

"I see, I see."  It was a comforting voice that spoke, a voice that was almost compassionate and caring.  "What about if there was another deity - or person - you could serve?  Someone who you could trust unconditionally and know that they would take care of you?  Wouldn't that deity or person be worth serving and following - and protecting?"  After all, Alinia had called her 'Megami', and Vesera knew her languages well enough to know just what that word meant.  If she could take that and put it in the place of Kva, she'd have a large foothold.

Alinia blushed a the thought. "I... couldn't be a priestess... but a slave..?" She inquired, allowing the thought to fill her mind. She blushed even more so, imagining herself in skimpy garments and sporting a rather definitive collar. Her voice dropped to a whisper, like she was telling a dirty joke or spilling a secret, "I... I could do that... but... my sense of duty... my... desire for honor... my personality..." Her voice dropped to a conspiratorial tone, "Could some actually do that?"

"You could be a slave and serve as an assistant at the same time,"  Ves remarked casually, enjoying where this all was going.  She would have preferred to keep Alinia relatively intact; being a full-blown slave would make it harder to function in the world, and Ves did not want attention drawn to her in that way.  She wanted Alinia to be a slave in the shadows and an assistant the rest of the time. 

"After all, wouldn't it be far nicer to have something that is more of a normal life than being a priestess or a bound slave?  Wouldn't you rather do something to help... me?"

Alinia's face flushed softly, her images of Ves coming to her mind. She instinctively leaned on her hypnotist a little more, and small signs of arousal were apparent despite her heavy clothes. Her mind was clearly racing and thinking of scenario after scenario, leaving her with very little ability to reply at the moment. Finally, her speech seem to come to her,

"I... do want to help you..." She whispered, her voice still having the tone like she was telling secrets, "You're... very attractive... but, without my duty... my purposes..." She stops, collecting herself again, "I'm... really attracted to you... but... I do kinda want to be bound... I would think... that I would need to be controlled.. Is... would an assistant... be like that?" She inquires, her hands slowly straying to her breasts and sex.

"Then I can give you a new duty and purpose.  I can bind you and control you, but my binds are not just physical."  Oh, there would be a literal collar alright, something to mark her as belonging to Vesera.  But there would be much to teach her and many ways to train her.  "Once I am finished you will be bound to me in body and mind.  Is that what you desire, Alinia?"

She reached out, putting a hand atop the woman's, pressing it slowly to the woman's breast.  The indication was clear - she would control this, not Alinia.

Alinia moaned a Vesera's touch. Her tranced mind raced as much as it could, and she couldn't recall a time anyone touched her like that, so... intimately and warmly. Her blank purple eyes gazed at Vesera, and she knew that if she said yes, she would be doing this woman's bidding forever. With any power she had left, she thought of her life, her desires, and her dreams... and found them empty, like burned out houses atop a field. Alinia's face blushed cutely as she bowed her head. Her voice dropped to just above a whisper, before she spoke,

"Yes, please bind me."

The decision, once made, could not be unmade.  There was a smile on Ves' face as she took Alinia's other hand and guided it to her other breast, pressing it there.  "A good decision, my dear.  You will make a wonderful assistant."  She pressed Alinia's hands against her chest then took them and placed them on the bed.  "Now, my dear assistant, why don't you go ahead and remove your garments for me?"

Alinia's eyes went completely blank as she heard something that resembled a command. She stood near the chest, a small blush crossing her face as she looked down at the ground, modest and slightly embarrassed. She loosened her boots and put them neatly to the side. Her hands moved and untied the habit and symbol under her neck. Those same hands moved down and undid the threads that kept her pink gown tied around her, and then she casted it off.

Blushing as she was now in a white dress gown, she pulled it off, revealing a metal bra and a set of metal panties, clearly made to keep her in chastity. reaching into her pink gown, she produced a key and turned the key on various points of her body. Her face flushed as her sex and breasts were now completely exposed. She pulled off her tights last and folded all her clothes neatly, before putting them away. Her body was completely hairless, waxed, and cared for, unique among nuns and priestesses.

"How.. how is this, Megami-sama?" Alinia asked, looking down and away.

This was not a strip dance.  Alinia was hardly someone who had experience with the sensual side of things. Yet Vesera enjoyed the sight before her far more than any strip dance or show she had ever been a witness to.  There was something especially alluring about the innocence of the young woman who stood before her now, nude as the day she was born.  Maybe it was that, despite her lack of experience, her body was very lovely to behold.  Ves found herself wetting suddenly dry lips with her tongue. 

"You are very beautiful, Alinia," she mused as she rose and moved towards the naked woman.  "Quite beautiful indeed."  She moved around Alinia, enjoying every angle of the body before her.  Then, stopping directly behind her, Vesera reached out to fondle Alinia's bare breasts.  "Now we will begin your training."

Alinia fought the urge time and time again to put her arms in front of herself, shielding her virginal assets from Vesera's eyes. Her arms twitched again and again, until Alinia realized that she honestly enjoyed the attentions, the looking as if she was a piece of meat or property. While her arms stopped moving, her moaning started. The thought, the desire, the pure lust in Vesera's eyes, it was a bit much for the virgin woman standing nude like this. To quell her moaning, the blank-eyed Alinia resorted to asking questions,

"This body... is yours?" she said, an unnatural (for her) lust starting to creep into her voice. She moaned as her breasts were fondled, "These breasts.... are yours?" Alinia found herself standing at a relaxed attention as Vesera began speaking to her about training. "Wh..whatever you want, nameless Megami-sama~" She cooed/

"You may call me Vesera... or Mistress."  Her breath was hot on Alinia's ear and she squeezed those lovely orbs with skilled fingers.  "Either one works.  Yes, your body belongs to me now.  Your breasts... your pussy... all of you is now mine.  I want you to say it and think it over and over until you believe it."  She continued the fondling, enjoying every moan that slipped from Alinia's lips.  The flesh was soft and supple, the nipples starting to poke outwards as she continued her ministrations. 

"Y..yes... Mistress..." Alinia said, and it was immediately clear what effect the title had on Alinia's psyche. She started to moan and her demeanor became much more submissive. It was clear this girl knew who Mistresses were and what they did to people. Her sex began to leak gently as she shuddered into Vesera's embrace... Vesera's control. "My.." she moaned, a blush coming across her face. Her eyes were still blank, but it was clear she was softly coming out of it in a few good minutes, lust and awareness starting to fill them. "My body belongs to you, now... My.. my breasts.. my pussy... all.. all of it..." Alinia moaned, feeling herself trapped, captivated... enslaved, and taken. Her body, that she had worked hours a day on, to keep it sexy, healthy, and beautiful... belonging, dressing, and acting as another saw fit. "All of it is now yours. My body, my breasts, my pussy, all of me is now yours." She found herself repeated. Her hips started to rock back and forth in pure pleasure.

"Good girl,"  The praise flowed from Ves' lips in the same way as the juice flowed from Alinia's moist pussy.  "Continue repeating that.  Let it soak into your brain and become a part of you."  Now she began to tweak and pinch the hardened nipples between her fingers, rolling them and rubbing them after each pinch.  "You belong to me now, Alinia.  You are mine to do with as I see fit."

Alinia moaned, her mind overwhelmed with the pleasure and pure desire. She leaned back into into Vesera. She wanted to ask Vesera what she wanted to do with her, what that all entailed, but she found she couldn't do anything more than speak her mantra:

"My body, my breasts, my pussy, all of me is now yours. My body, my breasts, my pussy, all of me is now yours. My body, my breasts, my pussy, all of me is now yours." She moaned and cried out, bucking her hips as her sex began begging for relief. She gasped at the way Vesera handled her breasts, a bit of skillfullness and utter domination in each pinch, tweak, roll, and rub. She whined out, "My body, my breasts, my pussy, all of me is now yours. My body, my breasts, my pussy, all of me is now yours."

Alinia's eyes gazed on with a sense of helplessness and lust, feeling the mantra starting to echo in the very depths of being, feeling the words starting to get chiseled and pushed into her core, her mind, her heart, and her soul.

"My body, my breasts, my pussy, all of me is now yours." 

The mantra continued as did Ves' skillful manipulations of the breasts she now controlled.  After a minute, satisfied that Alinia was quite turned on, she turned her attention on the dripping sex of her thrall.  Releasing the breasts, she worked her hands gently down silky-smooth skin and over the gentle flaring of Alinia's hips until her hands rested on those hips.  She began to rub in circles, her hands and fingers caressing the inner parts of her thighs.  "Do you like this, my assistant?"

"My body, my breasts, my pussy, all of me is now yours. My body, my breasts, my pussy, all of me is now yours. My body, my breasts, my pussy, all of me is now yours." Despite her highly aroused state, Alinia's voice no longer contained the forbidden quality it once had as she spoke her mantra over and over. The words, while filled with meaning, were spoke with an emotional detachment like one was reciting facts or the answers to a test. She moaned along with her mantra as Ves' hands started to explore her even more so. She shivered and found her legs spreading, whorishly, as Ves' hands started to rub her inner thighs. She stop repeating her mantra and found her hips bucking gently at Ves' hands. Blushing a bright red, and looking at Ves with eyes full of submission, lust, and trust, she nodded gently as she spoke, "Y..yes, my Mistress..." She moaned, her voice clearly meaning every part of that sentence.

The heat was palpable even from where her hands rested.  If she looked she could see a trail of liquid running down the inside of Alinia's leg.  It was quite an arousing sight to behold and she could feel her own body starting to heat as she continued with this erotic submersion into Alinia's ultimate submission.  In a short while the former priestess would be singing praises to a new deity - to her. 

"Your body is so aroused, isn't it?"  Again, her breath was hot against Alinia's ear in a fierce, possessive whisper.  "You would love nothing more than to lose your virginity to my fingers, wouldn't you?"

Alinia moaned, rocking and bucking her hips like a slut in heat, needing something, anything inside of her. Her face flushed as she looked back at Vesera, her Mistress, and the thought of taking her virginity completely and utterly. She groaned, a hand moving up to her breast to play with it using her unskilled fingers, before nodding gently, looking down in slight shame.

"Y..yes Mistress Vesera... but.. but if you do that..." Alinia's other hand touched her neck, rubbing it, "I... I'll fall... forever..." she managed, her eyes wide, "And I won't... ever be able to say... no to my Mistress..." Her hand moved up to her pulsing, entranced mind, feeling all this getting etched into depths she never knew.

"Just as it should be."  There was a note of finality in those words and now Ves slid her hand closer to that hot, moist entrance.  It seemed to almost draw Ves' hand magnetically towards it.  Slender fingers caressed the smooth lips, teasing them with gentle but momentary rubs.  Her other hand snaked back up and wrapped around Alinia's waist to hold her steady.  "You only need to beg me for it, Alinia, and I will give it to you."

Alinia's eyes went wide as the way Ves' words presented themselves and the actions that Ves herself was taking in securing her. Her eyes went wide as she looked at the fingers before her. Her body acting on instinct, bucking, writhing, trying to get the fingers inside. Her body stopped at Ves' words and her eyes went wide, shivering for a moment. The hesitation did not last long, as Alinia's willpower and desire were corroded long before all this...


"Pl..please, Mistress, Vesera... Megami, G..goddess... T.. take my virginity! C..claim it as your trop, trophy! Claim.. claim me... and make me never... able to question you.." She whined, looking up at Vesera with pitiful, weak, begging eyes, "I... I'll be anything you desire... I'll do anything you command... without a second thought... renou..renounce my vows... fuck whoever you want... I'll... I'll do anything..." The soft tears of frustration started to form around Alinia's purple eyes, them being a maelstrom of amethyst. "Please, I beg... my Mistress... please.."

The sound was music to Vesera's ears.  Alinia was in desperation, wanting and needing to feel those fingers inside her.  It was the sort of desperation that created a new person in much the same way as the mythical phoenix rose from the ashes.  Ves could sense electricity in the air, knew that the moment she slid a finger into those warm and wet depths her thrall would orgasm in such a way that her mind would figuratively shatter.  It was enough to make Ves feel a slight dampness around her crotch as well, a familiar warm moist tingling that clearly indicated her own arousal. 

"Mmmm... such dirty words from such a chaste mouth."  She had to poke a bit of fun in all this; after all, only hours before Alinia had been a true and proper priestess.  Now she was on her way to becoming something far different from what she had been.  If the old doddering wheezebags at the church could see what was being done to one of their own... well, that would have made for very interesting times.  Ves' fingers inched closer, now sliding to spread those moist lips.  Alinia could feel a finger on the edge, so close and yet so far away. 

"Once I slide my finger in, you are mine forever."  Then, with those words, she slid one finger into the woman's depths.

Alinia could feel it too. All she was, her character, her duty, her vows, her dreams, even her tastes and preferences... none of it mattered now. She felt as if all of them were beneath her legs, wanting to spill down and break with her hymen. She moaned and held her tongue out in pure, orgasmic want, jutting her breasts out, rubbing them with her hands, and generally acting like a teenage slut in the hands of her much more skilled Mistress. She moaned at Ves' taunt, and managed, "Not.. my mouth... anymore more..." All of her panting, moaning, and swaying came to a stop, however, as she felt Ves' finger sliding closer and closer to her. It was so close, so painfully close, that all Alinia could do was wait and groan, her eyes pleading at Ves.

Alinia's mind probably processed those words somewhere, but it was hard to tell as the girl cried out, screamed, and moaned as the finger entered her, pushing and penetrating her hymen. She cried out, an orgasm rocking her to her very core, her first ever at the hands of another person, and her body became nothing more than a mixture of alabaster skin, brown hair, a white robe, and red and green eyes. Clamping her thighs around Ves' fingers, her mind shattering, her existence breaking, and everything wrapping around this one thought:

She was Mistress Vesera's, forever.

Uncomfortable though it may have been, the feeling of Alinia's thighs clamping around Ves' hand and arm and the squeezing and milking action of Alinia's orgasm were very powerful turn-ons for Vesera.  She could feel the heat building between her thighs and that familiar discomfort that only fingers or a tongue could relieve.  Soon, very soon, her newest thrall would help her get relief from that discomfort.  But for now she wanted Alinia to enjoy this moment and savor it.  It was the first moment of her new life.  Shouldn't those sorts of moments be memorable? 

She said nothing but merely waited.  There was no rush.

Having magical powers had advantages and disadvantages. For one, you could sense more things about yourself that the naked eye could never sense. As Alinia glowed softly in her orgasm, she knew that her holy beams would never work like they did again. She could feel the person beside her, wrapping her arms around her, wrapped up in everything she was and ever would be. She felt Vesera with each heartbeat, every breath. Vesera would be considered in every thought and dream she would ever have.

She moaned gently and pressed herself against her Mistress, her Owner. She kissed an exposed portion above Vesera as wide eyes, cognizant eyes, but owned eyes, looked up into Vesera's two different colors. Whispering, in a reverent, submissive, and aroused tone, Alinia spoke her first words as Vesera's conquest,

"My Goddess... how can this thrall be of service? She longs to do Your bidding..."

It was as if the orgasm had flipped a switch inside Alinia.  The priestess was no longer who she had been; that person had been washed away by this rebirth.  Now that Vesera had conquered Alinia, she could begin to rework the young lady for her own purposes.  But before she started the warm dampness between her legs needed to be taken care of.  Perhaps Alinia's training could begin... in other things?

"I hope you enjoyed that, Alinia, my dear assistant.  Perhaps you would wish to show me how much you enjoyed and appreciated it?"  The husky tone made it clear what Vesera really meant.

Alinia blinks slowly at Vesera. Innocence lost as it might be, Alinia's long-lasting virginity had enable habits of thought, desires, and thinking that made this new world still alien to her. However, she eventually caught on, and a wicked, naughty smile crossed her face. The expression was so unlike the previous Alinia, it had the chance to be a bit jarring.

Alinia found her knees and gazed up at Vesera, before speaking, tamely, "to the victor go the spoils, my mighty Empress.." she pushed Vesera's robe to the side, looked at Vesera's eager sex for a moment a little too long, and began to lick, rubbing the outer part of the sex. Her tongue, however, is eager, but a little timid.

The mesmerist smiled as she felt that tongue, timid though it was.  Alinia was new to this - that was plainly evident from her initial actions - and Vesera was tempted to show her how to properly do it.  Instead she settled for more verbal instruction than the kind that would have involved giving Alinia her second orgasm in such a short amount of time. 

"You shouldn't be scared of my pussy, Alinia.  Lick it, taste it, enjoy it.  After all, you are getting an opportunity to pleasure your Mistress..."

Alinia moaned at her helpless state before her new Center of the World. She groaned and found the small clit on Vesera's sex and licked it eagerly. She then took it in her lips and sucked, revealing in the sensation of being corrupted. Pleasing her Mistress was the only thing that mattered now. She would do anything for that, to do what Vesera wanted.

"Ahh.. forgive.. me.." she mewled, before probing her tongue in. Her face still looked like a lost lamb, but slowly, a wicked smirk, revealing in the carnal delights, was starting to show.

A shiver rippled up Ves' spine at Alinia's latest actions.  "Mmmm," she moaned out of both arousal and approval.  "That is better, my dear Alinia.  Don't be afraid to slide your tongue inside me, or lap at me like a kitten."  Her fingers flexed on instinct and she spread her legs wider apart to allow Alinia better access. 

Alinia moaned and began to follow her Mistress' feedback, probing her tongue deep inside, a lustful look coming to her purple eyes as she did so. She pulled her tongue out and found herself savoring the taste a bit. "Wow... Mistress..." she panted. It wasn't clear to her if it was merely because of her level of infatuation and devotion to Vesera that caused her to want that taste more, or if it was because of something else, but she found she didn't care.

Alinia leaned her face in fully now, and started to lap at Vesera's sex and clit with rapid licks and motions. Every now and then, Alinia would probe her tongue in as far as she could, before pulling back out and continuing her lapping, her tongue warm, moist, and smooth.

"Ohhhh,"  The shiver was far stronger this time, shooting up her spine and making her throw her head back for a moment as Alinia continued to worship her pussy.  "That, Alinia, is perfect.  You are a natural at this..."  She moaned again as another shiver made her skin tingle.  Her hips wiggled and she tried not to thrust up into Alinia's face with them.  "Yesss..."

Encouraged by her Mistress' praise, Alinia began lapping in the same manner that she did before, except going as fast as she could. Her tongue left flesh exposed to the air, making it chilly, and she kept licking and licking, her warm tongue rough but firm against her Mistress' flesh. She took the clit in her mouth, sucking on it as hard as she could, before she switched gears and plunged her tongue as far as she could into her Mistress' sex, moaning at the sensation of having her head, and herself, kneeling completely in front of another woman, her head trapped between another woman's thighs, submitting herself completely to another's carnal desires.

In response, her tainted sex weeped gently and her breasts stood up in arousal as she kept licking deeply.

Another shiver ran along Vesera's spine, and another, each more powerful than the last and each in response to every new lick she was exposed to.  The mesmerist was clearly enjoying herself now, a moan escaping her lips to confirm this.  Fingers clenched and unclenched before her hands moved to Alinia's head, seeming to massage the girl's scalp in rhythm with the licking. 

"Sooo good..."  She moaned, her voice deepening as her desire grew and grew and she felt her body reacting to the erotic actions.  "Yessss... keep going, my assistant..."  The soft syllables were almost hisses now and her thighs flexed and strained under her control, seeking to squeeze the source of her pleasure and keep it in place, keep it from escaping, force it to pleasure her for eternity.  It was difficult to not squeeze Alinia's head with the pleasure she was enjoying.  Pleasure that would only grow from here.

"Yes, my Goddess..." Alinia whispered hotly into Vesera's sex. Her face flushed softly as she saw the legs working and straining hard to keep themselves from trapping her inside this warm cocoon, and she allowed herself a moan as she realized how utterly turned on she was. She continued her licking, her pleasuring, her driving another woman over the edge, and she felt her mind start to blank out. She was a tool, a toy, an object for sexual desires and purposes, and one that was owned by the woman who currently towered over her.

If Vesera would look down, she would see Alinia's face and eyes showing that she had fallen into a trance again. However, Alinia didn't give Vesera any reason to really look down, since she had continued and kept up her pace of licking, sucking, and pleasuring the one person who held her chains.