Hypnotizing Mom

Kelly Baxter was fascinated by hypnosis, having immersed herself in studying and researching it. Intrigued and eager to put her knowledge to the test, she set her sights on none other than her own mother, the one and only Patricia Baxter. At the tender age of 18, Kelly stood tall at 5'7, boasting a lovely blend of Caucasian features with her shoulder-length brown hair and mesmerizing hazel eyes. On the other hand, Patricia, affectionately known as Patti to friends and family, was a seasoned 48-year-old, matching Kelly's height at 5'7, with her radiant Caucasian complexion, flowing shoulder-length blonde locks, and piercing blue eyes. By day, Patricia gracefully navigated the shelves as a dedicated librarian at the local library. As Kelly meticulously prepared her cozy bedroom for the upcoming experiment, Patricia serenely went about her own tasks in the kitchen, the soothing sound of dishes being washed filling the air.

Kelly stood at her bedroom door, a mischievous twinkle in her eyes as she invited her mom with flair, 'Mom, would you do me the honor of gracing my bedroom with your presence?'

With a gentle smile, Patti replied, "Of course, my dear", as she carefully dried her damp hands.

With uncertainty clouding her thoughts, she strode out of the cozy kitchen, ascended the stairs, and followed the hallway until reaching Kelly's Bedroom. The future loomed as a mystery, leaving her completely clueless.

"Mom, sit on this chair," Kelly said, urging her mother to take a seat.

Patti replied, 'All right, honey,' as she gracefully settled into a chair, her hands delicately folded on her lap.

Kelly gently closed her bedroom door and drew the curtains, creating a sanctuary of privacy. She strolled gracefully back to her mom, a glint of mischievousness in her eyes. With finesse, she began swinging a silver pocket watch on a delicate silver chain before Patti's mesmerized face, capturing her attention instantly.

Patti's voice trailed off as she asked Kelly, "What is that?"

As Kelly spoke, she directed her mother's attention to the dazzling silver pocket watch, unfolding its captivating charm. She advised her mother not to look away, but to let the enchanting spectacle ease away all tension, leaving her completely at peace.

As Patti nestled into the chair, her gaze fixated on the shimmering silver pocket watch. With each passing moment, a wave of tranquility swept over her, causing every muscle in her body to gradually unwind. Her hands were neatly folded on her lap, adding to the serene scene before her.

As Kelly spoke, she warned her mom to fixate on the shimmering silver pocket watch. With each passing moment, a strange sensation overcame her, as if her senses, morals, and willpower were gradually slipping away. A peculiar weightlessness washed over her entire body, leaving her without any control over her own movements.

Enthralled by the mesmerizing sight of the gleaming silver pocket watch, Patti sat serenely in the chair with her hands delicately folded in her lap.

As Kelly tenderly observed her mother, she remarked, "Mom, your eyes are getting heavy, they're swirling round and round, like a dance of infinite circles."

In an instant, Patti's eyes became an enchanting whirlpool, spinning endlessly inside her head, creating a mesmerizing dance of circles and spirals.

As Kelly spoke softly to her mother, she noticed her eyelids growing heavy and her struggle to keep them open. With gentle guidance, Kelly began counting backwards from ten, each number weighing down her mother further into a hypnotic trance. Ten, a gentle weight settling in. Nine, a heavier pull dragging her down. Eight, a deepening of the heaviness. Seven, sinking further into the hypnotic abyss. Six, a profound sense of drowsiness washing over her. Five, the weight becoming almost tangible. Four, a deep and profound heaviness. Three, a magnetic pull towards sleep. Two, the final descent into slumber. One, as Kelly whispered 'deep sleep, deep sleep, deep sleep,' her mother slipped into a tranquil and restful state of unconsciousness.

With a suddenness that startled onlookers, Patt's head drooped, her eyes drifting shut, as she remained seated with her hands neatly folded in her lap.

As the words trailed off, Kelly gently guided Mother into a tranquil sleep. The serenity enveloped her as she drifted off, embracing the quiet and peace as her eyes gently shut. At the snap of Kelly's fingers, Mother was to awaken - but little did she know she would awaken into a mesmerizing spell. 'Now awaken, dear Mother,' Kelly whispered, as Mother slowly emerged from her slumber, surrendering herself to the enchantment. She relaxed, allowing herself to be captivated time and time again.

Suddenly, Patti snapped out of her slumber, her head gradually lifting. Her eyes, akin to portals to her innermost being, fluttered open, devoid of any emotion. Reclining in a chair, her hands lay folded in her lap. Kelly stretched her arm out and waved it in front of Patti's face and eyes, yet there was no response. A rush of excitement swept over Kelly as she came to the realization that she had effectively hypnotized her very own mother.

'Mom, envision immersing yourself in a serene and profound state of tranquility, where only my words have the power to touch you. As I communicate, you will obediently follow my instructions without any delay. Your reply shall be, 'Yes, Mistress, I grasp. I am your loyal attendant, prepared to satisfy your wishes.' Do you apprehend my request, Mom?' Kelly inquired..

In a monotone voice, Patti responded, 'Truly, Mistress, I understand. I am merely a humble servant, committed to carrying out your every order and eager to satisfy your every wish.'

Kelly's voice was tender as she spoke to her mother, urging her to place her hand on her chest, just above her heart, and softly massage it.

Patti placed her hand on her chest and began gently rubbing it, capturing Kelly's unwavering gaze as she observed her mother.

"Mom, please stop," Kelly pleaded.

Patti halted the motion of her hand gliding across her chest, just over her heart, before delicately interlocking her fingers and setting them on her lap, poised for her next instruction.

Kelly urged, "Mom, please stand up."

Patti rose from her chair, her arms hanging limply by her sides, moving with the precision of a well-programmed robot.

Kelly looking at her with love in her eyes, she walked up to her mom, and was holding her hand, her fingers touching her mom's fingers.

"Mom, let's go to your luxurious master bedroom, where your elegant vanity dresser awaits. Allow me to gently brush your hair, creating a silky cascade of beauty," Kelly proposed with tenderness.

Patti responded with a dull "Yes Mistress" as she obediently trailed behind Kelly, who was guiding her forward.