Trance Advisory: This story is designed to entrance the reader and make you feel and experience what the characters feel. This chapter has some D/s themes including face slapping, trampling, and foot worship. It contains some powerful suggestions about how good it feels to give up control to a dominant woman, and you may end up wanting more of that feeling.

Chapter 6: Devious Surrender

Blair knew she couldn't win the brawl. She was clearly outmatched, even if she could remove the Puppet Goo. Fortunately she could still win the wager. All she had to do was not agree to give up her coral earrings. Blair intended to use those earrings to enchant Tanya and drain her energy away. Her flames went dark was because she could only focus on a single pair of enchanted earrings at time. She knelt to the ground in surrender, but the battle was far from over.

"What are you smiling about?" Mistress Crimson inquired, as she slowly approached. "You've lost this fight. Does it make you happy to finally give in to my power?"

"I realized something," Blair explained. "I know why you were so eager to fight me. It's not because you need my earrings. That's just an excuse. The other night at the dungeon, my lust spell amplified your desire to conquer me. I ended the spell on myself that night, but the effect still persisted in your mind. You're still under my SPELL!"

Tanya was momentarily staggered by the sudden realization that she was, in fact, still under Blair's lust spell. She didn't usually go out of her way to challenge and conquer good people, especially not through such coercive means. There was something special about Blair, something she couldn't stop thinking about. Now she understood why, and knowing made her want the earrings more.

Blair took advantage of the momentary reprieve and cast her lust spell once more. She concentrated, picturing the earrings in her mind's eye. She could see them so clearly, twin pieces of coral, wrapped in that fine silver wire, dangling down below her ears, slowly swinging, back and forth. She focused on that image as she chanted with mystical intensity.

"I dedicate this evening, to love, to lust, to passion, to the goddess Aphrodite, and to all things sexy and free."

The magic washed over Tanya, like a wave passion caressing every inch of her skin, heightening her sensations and desires. Her eyes focused intently on Blair as determination filled her mind. She was determined to defeat and control this witch who's spell she had fallen under.

"Your magic won't save you," she said, slowing stalking towards her prey. "You're still coated in my puppet goo. All you've done is increase my desire to conquer you."

Blair looked so helpless and submissive, kneeling there, naked except for a fine coating of crimson. She had a look of lust and submissive surrender in her eyes, like she readily embraced her position on her knees. That look was seductively captivating, but she couldn't hide the sly smile of a cunning witch with a devious plan.

It was time for Mistress Crimson to take control of the situation. She walked over and drew back her hand. SMACK! She slapped Blair, hard, across the face. Meanwhile, her puppet goo caressed Blair's nipples and stroked Blair's growing erection. "Submit!" She demanded with a WHACK, delivering a devastating backhand to Blair's other cheek.

Blair's senses were swaying from the staggering assault. SMACK "Submit!" She felt so aroused and helpless. WHACK "Give in!" Every slap took her deeper under Mistress Crimson's control. SLAP "Surrender!" She felt so wonderfully submissive. SLAP "Concede!" Pleasure and pain overwhelmed her mind. SMACK "Bow Down!" She could hardly think straight. WHACK "Obey!"

"Please," said Blair, leaning into her submissive urges and bowing her head in defeat. Her mind was already slipping, into an obedient, dreamy subspace. She held firmly to the condition that she would not give away the earrings, as she gave her Mistress something else to focus on. "Dominate me. Bend me to your will. Make me your slave. Make me serve you and worship your sexy body."

Mistress Crimson grabbed Blair by the hair and locked eyes. She knew the witch was trying to arouse her with seductive thoughts of having a magical sex slave for the evening. She already planned to act on those thoughts. First she had to win their little wager and show this witch who is boss. She held on tight to Blair's hair and pulled her arm back to strike.

SLAP! SLAP! "That's right my pretty little plaything. Beg me to take control." SMACK! WHACK! "Surrender to my control. Let your body give in. Let your mind give in." SLAP! SLAP! "Tell me you'd do anything I ask. Tell me you'd do anything just to feel me control you."

"Yes," Blair moaned out. "Oh Goddess yes. It feels so good when you take control of me. It feels so good when you make me your plaything. Please. Need to feel more. Please Mistress. I'll do anything you ask. Oh Please. Anything to satisfy your desires. Please Mistress. Anything to please you."

Tanya could feel the growing heat and wetness between her legs. The desire to use and abuse her willing sex slave had grown so strong that it was hard to think about anything else. She pushed those thoughts from her mind and focused on the task at hand.

"That's right pet," she said, as she caressed Blair's burning cheeks and slowly lifted the witch to her feet. "You'll do anything I ask. I have a very important task for you before I let you worship my body. You must promise to give me your corral earrings and the lust spell."

"Yes Mistress," Blair replied. "I didn't bring my earrings with me, but I have already given you the lust spell. I can see that it's growing stronger in your mind, enhancing all your desires. That's all that I can give you right now. Won't you please make me yours. Please Mistress. It's all I want. Oh please. It's all I can think about."

This was going to be more difficult than Tanya had expected. She had complete control of Blair's body, but her mind was deeply enchanted. Blair was submitting so wonderfully, but still resisting her attempts to win the wager. She would have to be clever to win this mental battle. "Come with me," Tanya commanded, wiggling her fingers and pulling on invisible strings as she strolled into the empty nightclub.

The captive witch felt wonderfully enthralled as she crawled behind her Mistress. Every motion triggered a wave of pleasure, emanating from the magical strings that pulled her. It felt like being massaged by a thousand soft invisible hands that buzzed with a tingling electricity as they roamed across her skin. The waves washed over her in an instant, lighting up her entire body with pleasure and leaving her wanting more.

Every motion made the pleasure grow stronger as Blair crawled up to a comfy sofa, and knelt down on a pillow that her Mistress graciously provided. She looked up in anticipation as Tanya towered over her and leaned down for a kiss. Her Mistress's face stopped inches away, then flared with anger.

"Don't think you can fool me!" Tanya said, each word sending a breath of hot air on Blair's face." You think you can seduce me, but you don't realize that you've fallen under your own spell. You want to feel the sweet surrender of giving in to my power. You crave the pleasure I can give you, the pleasure of obedient submission. But you won't feel that ultimate pleasure until you agree to hand over your corral earrings. Now I think it's time to remind you who pulls the strings in this relationship."

Blair knelt there, paralyzed by the puppet goo, and couldn't move a muscle as her Mistress grabbed her firmly by the chin. Tanya's lips pressed against hers. She felt a sweet and tender moment of pure joy, followed immediately by the sharp pain of clamps snapping down on her nipples. Then she felt strings, pulling down on the clamps. Pulling her down. Down to her knees. Down to the ground. All the way down until her knees were fully bent and her eyes inches from the carpet.

Blair stared at the floor, then felt a foot in heels stepping on top of her head. She wondered briefly if Mistress Crimson had worn those heels during the fight or formed them with puppet goo afterwards. Then her Mistress stepped down harder. She felt a wave of pleasure roll over her body, as her head was pushed all the way down. Her eyes closed instinctively as her body shuddered with submissive desire.

The cunning witch felt so helpless and aroused, so utterly controlled and dominated, yet simultaneously powerful and in control. She could feel the raw sexual energy flowing out of Tanya. That pure passionate power revitalized her with every act of dominance she submitted to. She leaned into her submissive urges, drawing strength as she urged Tanya into further acts of dominance.

"Oh yes Mistress." Blair moaned "Take control. Make me yours. Please Mistress. Bend me to your will. Dominate my mind. Oh Please. Make me obey. Turn me into your slutty little plaything. Can't resist anymore. Need to please you. Need to worship your body."

"That's right, beg for me," Mistress Crimson demanded, planting one foot down in front of Blair's face and the other on the small of her back. "This is where you belong. On your knees, under my feet, begging me to control you. Now kiss my foot and tell me you belong to me."

"I belong to you" Blair whimpered, as she kissed up from the bottom of Tanya's heel. "I'm yours," She moaned as she kissed down the top of her Mistress's foot. "I can't think, of anything, except pleasing youmph-" She said as she kissed each of Mistress Crimson's toes. Her subtly seductive words of worship were interrupted by Tanya's foot, shoved into her open mouth.

"Good girl." Crimson cooed as she shoved her toes in deeper. "Shut up. Suck! and listen. You belong to me. You're my little puppet, eager to feel the pull of my strings. Eager to please and obey me. Now repeat after me, and feel a wonderful wave of pleasure with each word you repeat. I'm a good girl for my Mistress."

"I'm a good girl for my Mistress." Blair repeated in a vacant monotone voice.

"I love to obey you," Mistress Crimson Continued. "I live to obey you."

"I love to obey you, I live to obey you." Blair mimicked in that monotone drone.

"I promise to give you my corral earrings of lust." Mistress Crimson finished. Then she watched as Blair snapped to her senses at the mere mention of her earrings. There was a dynamic shift in her energy, triggered by a condition that she had held firmly in mind when she drifted off to that dreamy subspace.

"You don't need to win our wager," Blair stated, growing bolder with her suggestions. "That was just an excuse you made to challenge and conquer me. Now that you have me, nothing else matters. Not when you have a willing and obedient slave here to fulfill your every desire. All you can think about is controlling me and making me please you. And it feels oh so good to control me, doesn't it?"

Tanya felt her resolve weakening and her arousal growing stronger with each passing second. She could feel her energy being drained away by Blair's spell, and she could sense that Blair's resolve was growing stronger. She wasn't sure if she could win their little wager, but maybe she didn't have to. Perhaps she could get exactly what she wanted while letting Blair have her victory.

"You're right," Mistress Crimson agreed, sitting down on the couch and making herself comfortable. "This was always about conquering you and bending you to my will. You don't want to give in completely today, and that's okay. I respect your boundaries. I won't make you lose our wager. You're already my obedient submissive slave, on your knees, worshiping my feet. Slowly kissing up my leg, unable to stop yourself from worshipping my sexy body."

Blair felt a tugging on the back of her head, pulling her upwards as she kissed every inch of Tanya's dark luxurious skin. She moved agonizingly slowly, kissing up from the ankle, then slowly up the calf. Her chest rubbed up against Tanya's leg and she wiggled it seductively as she slowly ascended. She kissed up the back of the knee, towards the inner thigh.

She watched in amazement, slowly kissing closer, as Tanya's puppet goo parted at the crotch and revealed and a perfect pussy. She licked her lips in anticipation as she slowly descended. Each kiss took her one step closer to those dark dreamy lips. Each kiss was a step down towards the mind numbing pleasure of obediently serving and pleasuring her Mistress.

Blair kissed deeper down and felt the wonderful pleasure of the puppet goo, rubbing and caressing her body. Her hands moved, all on their own, stroking her cock and squeezing her breasts. She wore a glazed over look of pure pleasure as her lips met her Mistress's pussy. Her tongue began to explore, circling outwards in little spirals, playfully teasing and feeling Tanya's body shake with pleasure and need.

"That's right puppet. Lick it. Just like that," Tanya moaned as Blair's tongue flicked up and down on her clit. She closed her thighs, holding her puppet firmly in place.

The magic enhanced every sensation as Blair's tongue moved with skill and precision. She felt her Mistress's body shaking with pleasure and desire. Every motion made the pleasure grow stronger as she kept a steady rhythm, tongue flicking up and down. Occasionally swirling and exploring with her tongue, finding a new rhythm or angle to lick from, each one more pleasurable than the last. She moaned and licked faster as she felt the pleasure building towards a climax. Her moans sent vibrations up her tongue, driving Tanya's pleasure to new heights.

"Good slave," Mistress Crimson encouraged. "Faster. Make me cum!"

Blair licked and moaned and stroked and rubbed, as Tanya moaned and squeezed. She felt the pleasure building so she moaned out "Mistress please. Please cum for me I need to feel you shake with pure delight." She focused down on Tanya's clit and licked with all her might.

"Good slave," the crimson Mistress cried, as she began to cum. Her body felt such pleasure that it made her mind go numb. She shook and moaned and lost control but only for a while. Then she looked down upon her slave and flashed a wicked smile.

The witch's face was pulled away and she could only stare, as the puppet goo sank down and formed a puddle in the air. She watched that puddle shift into a lifelike crimson cock. Her head descended downwards and she felt a pleasant shock.

The crimson phallus slid right in. She took it nice and deep. Then gagged as waves of pleasured lulled her hazy mind to sleep. Her eyes closed for a moment and she opened them to find, that she was bent, over the couch, presenting her behind.

Blair shook her head, trying to account for the lost time, then she moaned as her Mistress penetrated her ass. The magical crimson cock seemed to rub and vibrate from the inside, melting her mind with pleasure at every thrust. She moaned and rocked her hips in time with her Mistress, letting her eyes roll back as her thoughts went blank once again.

"I won't make you lose our wager," Mistress Crimson spoke sweetly in Blair's ear as she passionately pounded her ass. "But we both know you'll return to give in completely to my power. You'll find some way to rationalize it your mind, a perfectly reasonable excuse to come back and submit to me. It might only make sense to you, but that won't matter. What matters is that you will be back. Say it for me. Tell you'll be back to give in completely to my power."

"Yes Mistress," Blair moaned out in a monotone voice. "I'll be back, to give in completely to your power."

"Good girl," Tanya said, accentuating each word with a powerful thrust. "Such! A! Good! Girl! Now! Cum! for! me!"

The sultry witch shivered and shook with pleasure as she shot thick strands of semen from her cock. Every thrust made the pleasure grow stronger, as her Mistress continued fucking her ass. In and out. it felt so wonderful. In and out. Each thrust penetrating deeper into her tight hole. In and out. Her eyes slipped closed and she lost track of time as she kept cumming and cumming for what felt like forever.

Sometime later she blinked her eyes open once more. She was kneeling on the floor, staring at the mess she'd made, and feeling a compulsion to lick it up off the couch. Her Mistress must have planted that suggestion when she blacked out from the pleasure. She wondered what other suggestions she might have been given, then disregarded that thought as she eagerly licked up her juices, confident in the knowledge that she had won the wager.

Tanya had collapsed on the couch with a look of satisfied exhaustion on her face. She whispered sweetly as Blair licked up her cum. "You win this round Sultry Girl, but I ask one favor of you before you go. Watch Michael Pinolva's new campaign advertisement. Listen closely but keep your mind guarded. You'll understand why I need to stop him. I make my move in 3 weeks time. Give me a call if you change your mind."

Blair entered Tanya's number into her phone and walked off into the night. She checked out the campaign ad the moment she got home, and was simultaneously disgusted and horrified. She could see why Tanya was so obsessed with taking down this crooked politician.

The ad was filled with revolting rhetoric about a woman's place in society and how the Homemaker act would fix the problems of Metro City by enforcing traditional family values. This was nothing new. Pinolva had always run on a sexist patriarchal platform. The thing that horrified Blair was the noise she heard in the background. The dreadfully familiar mind numbing ticking of Dr. Sonic's timepiece. "Oh crap" she thought "not this aga-"

Tick Tock Tick Tock

The effect was weaker through video, but thought stopping nonetheless. It was perfectly timed with the rhythmic waving of the flag and the repeated suggestion to reelect Michael Pinolva. "Fucking politicians" Blair thought angrily as she struggled to resist. "You can't just brainwash people into voting for your sexist propagan-"

Tick Tock Tick Tock

Blair felt an irresistible compulsion, sinking into her mind. She knew that she would vote for Michael Pinolva and the Homemaker act. The idea of voting for that slime bag was nauseating, but the compulsion persisted, and she knew that it would be difficult to resist on election day.

When the ad ended, she walked over to her altar, and focused on a pendant made of rhodonite and rhyolite. She made that pendant after her fight with Dr. Sonic, and was still in the process of enchanting it. In two weeks the pendant would be fully enchanted with a spell to focus her mind and clear away hypnotic suggestions. Fortunately the process of layering the enchantment gave her access to the magic. She donned her pendant of mental clarity and chanted with magical intensity.

"Presence of mind and force of will, let my thoughts by calm and still."

The words echoed in her mind as she chanted them again and again. Every repetition made her feel more aware, more alert, more conscious and focused. She was in control of her own mind and could easily push away the unwanted compulsion. She was wide awake and thinking clearly once again.