Prologue

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I was sat crosslegged upon the classroom table. She was sat upon the corresponding chair, head tilted up, blushing cheeks inches away from my smile. It was just the two of us. Alone. Her hands were crossed defensively in front of her, legs crossed over one another. I had seen this body language before, it meant Diana was afraid, confused, and most importantly, closed. Little did she know I could open her as easily as a book.

"Hello princess. " I made sure to speak softly, delicately, but also afirmitively and asuredly.
"D-dont call me p-princess," Diana stammered, cheeks going from pink to red, arms folding tighter, "and g-get away f-from me!"
"Sorry Barbie," I whispered, as I reached out my hand, and clasped Diana by the head, pulling one eyelid wide open with my thumb, "but I'm gonna need you to get closer..."
I felt my secret power manifest, my eyes becoming warm, glowing with mystical energies. I saw Diana's eyes begin to lose colour, until they were grey as the night sky's clouds. Then, swirls of every colour manifested into Diana's staring eyes. These colours began to spiral continuously into a vortex of colour, spinning hypnoticly. Diana's shoulders slumped, her head fell to its side once I let go. Her arms fell to her sides and her legs slipped apart. Yet her eyes lay wide open staring blankly at the swirls that filled her vision. I spoke painstakingly slowly, in an almost silent whisper, "don't you feel a bit, incomplete? "
A tiny female voice spoke back mouth barely moving as she began to drool,
"I feel... incomplete. Like my mind is missing something important"
My hypnosis was working.
"Important. Necessary."
"I... I'm missing something necessary..."
"Something you can't survive without. Cannot thrive without."
"Cannot thrive... without..."
I decided to finish her sentance for her, "Obedience. Service. To your master."
"Must serve master... to survive"
"Your master is the one who talks to you tells you how to survive, what to decide."
"Master... Survive... Decide... Are you my master?"
Now we were getting somewhere. Somewhere fun!
"Correct"
"I should serve master"
"Correct. Now, I'd like to teach you some commands..."

"Correct"

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