Hypnotized
and Humiliated
By Karen
Singer
Chapter 5
Part 2 of 2
Phillip was just glad to finally
have his thumb out of his mouth again.
And he couldn’t help but feel very grateful to Vivian for that… even
though he now knew that the problem had been caused by her in the first
place. As he drove toward one of the
nicer steak restaurants in the area that Vivian had requested he take her to,
his mind played back everything that had happened since Vivian had arrived at
his house. He remembered everything! Everything!
He was sure of it. And despite
all the wild, weird, and just downright mean and ugly things she had said, he
still couldn’t help but feel very grateful to her – just as he remembered she
had told him he would feel while he had still been in the trance. He wanted to feel angry with her again. He knew he had to feel angry with her. But right now, he simply couldn’t. So he was taking her out on… well not on a
date exactly, but out to buy her a nice dinner.
They pulled into the restaurant,
and despite the number of people there, they were shortly shown to a small
table for two. Vivian was delighted. It
was nice to be out with a good looking guy for a change – despite what was
going to start happening very soon.
“What do you think of Marian?”
Vivian asked, trying to start some conversation.
“The truth?” Phillip, replied with
more than a hint of anger.
“Of course!”
“I’d like to kill her!”
Marian nearly giggled. She made a mental note to make sure he
wouldn’t ever be able to do that or hurt Marian in any way either. She needed Marian right now.
The waiter came and took their
drink order and left again. Phillip
watched as Vivian studied the menu. He
didn’t bother. He had been there before
and knew they would have the cut of steak he wanted. He usually ordered the same thing in these
places anyway.
He was still feeling grateful to
Vivian for helping him get his thumb out of his mouth – very grateful. But he was very distrustful as well. He did his best to not say anything. He felt like things were totally screwed up
in his mind. He knew deep down that he should
feel one way about everything, yet at the same time, here he was feeling
completely grateful to her. And he knew
it was because she had hypnotized him again.
He just couldn’t seem to find the ability to feel anything other than
what he did. And that worried him a lot.
The waiter came and brought their
drinks, and took Vivian’s order – a small but very expensive steak filet with a
baked potato and a salad. The waiter turned
to Phillip. “And for you sir?”
Phillip intended on ordering a
large steak with a baked potato, but instead he found himself asking, “Do you
have a kid’s hot dog plate available?”
What? He didn’t want a hot
dog! Yet he found himself unable to ask
for anything else?
The waiter looked at him somewhat
surprised. “Um… yes, of course we
do. But… um… you want this for
yourself?”
“Yes please,” Phillip found himself
replying as he struggled with himself.
“With fries please,” he added.
“Anything else?” the waiter asked.
“No, just the kid’s hot dog and
fries,” Phillip told him… despite what he wanted to order instead.
The waiter nodded and walked
away. And Phillip stared after him with
a stunned look on his face. He turned
back to Vivian. “What did you do to me?”
Vivian giggled. “Just something that I felt was more
appropriate,” she replied.
“More appropriate?” But the only answer he got in reply was Vivian’s
slight giggle. Fearing anything else
that might come out of his mouth, he decided to remain as silent as possible. Fortunately, Vivian’s salad came quickly so
he figured he wouldn’t have to say anything to her while she ate. But the minute he saw her put her first
forkful of lettuce into her mouth, he was horrified to find himself bringing
his thumb back up to his mouth to suck on it like a child again. And once again, he couldn’t seem to remove
it. He saw Vivian giggle at him and
raise her eyebrows at him, mocking him as she chewed.
As he sat sucking his thumb, totally
angry at her again, he realized that while he thought he remembered everything
she had said to him while he had been hypnotized tonight, that obviously he
didn’t. Now he had to worry about
anything else she might have stuck in his brain. And from the delighted way she seemed to be
looking at him while she ate, he was more worried about that than ever!
The waiter finally brought their
dinners, pausing to stare for a moment at Phillip sucking his thumb, then he
set the hot dog and fries down in front of him… thinking that it was probably
appropriate for him. He set the good
steak with the baked potato down in front of the woman. “Anything else?” he asked.
“Ketchup for his fries, please,”
Vivian requested. She saw the waiter nod
before walking off and looking back strangely at Phillip one more time.
“Thumb out!” Vivian commanded with
a slight giggle.
Phillip couldn’t get his thumb out
of his mouth fast enough. “You just had
to humiliate me!” he hissed. “You just
had to do it!”
Vivian giggled. “I couldn’t help myself. Are you enjoying your dinner?”
“No!” Phillip replied. “And I don’t like hot dogs!”
“All the better,” Vivian replied
with delight. “Oh Phillip, don’t forget
to tie your bib.”
Bib? But as soon as she said that, Phillip found
himself grabbing his large napkin off of his lap, and tying it around his neck
as if it was a child’s bib! Now he hated
her more than ever! The evil witch!
Vivian was enjoying herself
immensely. The power she held over him
was amazing! Absolutely amazing! And she intended on only increasing that
power. She watched as the waiter
returned with the Ketchup and spent more time ogling Phillip with his napkin
now tied around his neck, before he walked off – most likely to tell the other
waiters about Phillip.
Before Phillip could grab the
bottle of ketchup, Vivian got to it first.
Reaching across the table, she practically drowned his fries in the
ketchup, then poured another overly large amount on his hot dog. And while he was staring at his plate in
disbelief, she grabbed his silverware and moved it away from him. “Children don’t need things that can hurt
them,” she said. She couldn’t help
herself, she laughed out loud. The poor
sap was now doomed to eat his dinner – a child’s dinner at that, with just his
fingers! And it was all covered in a
huge amount of ketchup!
Phillip was cursing silently! This was ridiculous! Beyond belief! He wanted desperately to pull the napkin off
from around his neck, but he couldn’t seem to find the ability to even attempt
to do it. And now Vivian had soaked his
entire dinner – a dinner he didn’t even want – in an overabundance of
ketchup! And worse, he found himself
reaching for one of those ketchup soaked fries and grabbing it with his fingers
and putting it in his mouth. He looked
at his fingers, even as they reached back down to his plate for another
fry. His fingers were already a mess –
like a child’s – and he had just started eating. He had no doubt that he was going to be an
absolute mess by the time he finished eating.
And no doubt, with the mess he was making now, he was probably going to
need his napkin tied into a bib! Ugh!
Vivian’s steak was excellent, but
she barely noticed. She was too intent
on watching Phillip make an absolute mess of himself as he ate… just as she had
programmed him to do. It wasn’t long
before he had ketchup literally everywhere on both hands and most of his
face. And the napkin he had tied around
his neck had quite a bit of ketchup on it as well. And the best part was that even though he didn’t
like hot dogs, she had commanded him to eat everything on his plate, one item
at a time, and he wouldn’t be able to stop eating until he had finished. So even though the restaurant had included a
large quantity of fries with his hot dog, he was finished eating long before
she was half through with her own dinner.
And as soon as he finished of course, the final straw she had programmed
him with went into effect. She watched
as he brought his totally messy hand up to his face and stuck his ketchup
covered thumb into his mouth to suck on – where he discovered that he couldn’t
remove it again. The look of absolute
hatred from him did nothing but delight her even more.
What power she had! And as soon as they got back to his
apartment, her main plan was to increase that power – by a lot!
Before she had finished eating, the
waiter was back. Vivian watched as he
spent some time looking at Phillip, who was doing his best to level a look of
hatred back at him… despite the thumb in his mouth. The waiter asked if they
wanted any desert. Since Phillip was
unable to answer, Vivian simply told him no and asked for the check. As soon as she had finally finished her
dinner, she got up from her seat and walked over to Phillip. “What a mess you are!” she scolded. “Just like a baby!” She giggled a bit again before commanding,
“Thumb out!”
Phillip would have killed her… if
he was capable of it… which he knew he couldn’t do. He did remember her drilling those thoughts
into his brain earlier. And based on the
things she had made him do so far, he knew that any attempt at anything against
her would be all but impossible for him to even try. But that didn’t stop him from wanting to do
it. He sat still as she took the “bib”
from around his neck and used it to wipe each hand individually, as well as to
wipe his face clean. At least he hoped
his face was clean, his hands still felt sticky.
The waiter brought the check and
Phillip left more than enough cash on the table to cover it, and he and Vivian
were soon back in his car and heading home.
“I’ve never been more humiliated in my life!” he declared angrily as he
headed back to his apartment.
“No?” Vivian asked. “Not even sucking your thumb at work today?”
“That wasn’t exactly fun either!”
Phillip retorted. “Why are you women
being so cruel to me? Just for the fun
of it? What did I ever do to you?”
“Not to us,” Vivian replied, this
time with more than a hint of ice in her voice.
“To those other women! And if you
don’t want to make me even angrier, I suggest you shut up about it and don’t
mention it again! I’m already having a
very good time with this and I intend on continuing to have a good time – at
your expense! So don’t make matters even
worse on yourself. Because as Marian has
recently found out, and is probably going to find out more tomorrow, I can
definitely make matters really, really bad for you!”
Phillip shut up about it, but he
had to wonder, what other women? What
the heck was she talking about? And what
had she done to Marian as well? She had
said that it was Marian who was ultimately responsible for what he was
currently going through, and he could somewhat see that. But what had Vivian done… and why was she
really being so totally cruel to him?
Vivian wasted no time. The minute they were back in his apartment
and the door was closed she said the magic words, “Phyllis sucks her thumb.”
This time, she watched as he went into his trance almost
immediately. She breathed a small sigh
of relief and sent him to sit on his couch.
But she remembered how slow he had gone into that trance last time and
so she took a few minutes to deepen it again and also to remind him of the
trigger words. For her own protection,
she also reminded him that he could never do anything against her in any way at
all.
With that bit of business done, she
got busy. She had thought hard about
this for few days now and she knew exactly what she wanted to do to him. “Phillip,” she said to him, “I want you to
stay deeply in your trance, but you can take your thumb out of your mouth
now.” She saw a look of relief as his
thumb came out… but there was no doubt he was still very much in his
trance. “Good,” she said. “Phillip, I am your Mistress now. I have the power to make you do anything at
all that I want. You will always
remember that whatever I tell you to do, you have to do exactly as I want, and
there will be no way you can’t do it. No
matter how much you dislike doing anything, you will never have a choice in the
matter. If I tell you to do it, then you
must do it!”
Marian had linked her suggestions
for him to the stupid anxiety thing. She
wasn’t going to mess with anything so trivial.
She wanted him to know the consequences if he didn’t obey her. “Phillip,” she said to him. “You will stay deeply in your trance. Nothing that will happen now can bring you
out of that trance. You want to stay
deeply in your trance and you not only want to obey me, you absolutely need to
obey me.”
She continued. “Right now I want you to notice that your
right arm is starting to hurt.” She saw
his face becoming concerned. “The pain
in that arm is growing worse and worse.”
She saw his face contort with the pain and he reached over with his
other arm to hold his aching right arm.
“The pain is growing almost unbearable!”
She now saw the distinct agony on his face. “And now that your right arm hurts so bad,
the pain is growing the same way in your left arm too.” She watched as he now held both his arms out,
flexing them, trying to relieve the pain that wouldn’t go away. “Both your arms hurt unbearably now, but now
that pain is in your left leg too… and now it’s growing in your right leg as
well. The pain in all your limbs is
unbearable, but you can do nothing about it.
Now your stomach hurts bad too.”
She watched as he bent over as the phantom abdominal pains wracked his
body. “And finally, now your head has
such a headache you can barely think.”
His neck snapped back as he felt the pain now invading his head. He was crying pitifully now. Good!
That was what she wanted from him.
“Phillip,” she said, “I know you
can still hear me. You are deeply in
your trance and you will stay in that trance… and you will continue to hurt
until I take the pain away!” His sobs of
distress were nothing but pitiful… and wonderful to her ears. This was the state she wanted him in. “Phillip,” she said to him, “you will always
remember this pain. You will always
remember how horrible it is. You will
always remember that it is the worst thing in the world for you. Nothing in the world will ever be worse than
the pain that you are feeling now.” She
paused to let that soak into his pain filled brain. “Phillip, I want you to specifically remember
this pain always, because it is the pain you will feel every time you disobey
me, or don’t do exactly what I want.
Every time you don’t obey me completely, this pain will be back and it
will get worse and worse each time. Each
and every time! It will get worse and
worse if you don’t obey me completely. You
will remember this pain if you’re in your trance, and you will also especially remember
it when you’re not in a trance. You will
always remember and be afraid of this pain, and what will happen if you don’t
obey me.”
She stepped back away from him for
a moment to let all that sink into him… and to watch him writhing in agony for
a few minutes. Then she moved closer to
him again. “Phillip,” she said, “are you
ready for me to take the pain away?”
She heard him breathe a desperate,
“Yes” through his sobs as he continued to writhe on the couch.
“Are you ready to obey me
completely… no matter what I ask you to do?”
Again, she heard him whisper a
desperate, “Yes” in reply. He was
hurting so much it was all he could say.
“Then as long as you are now
willing to obey me, no matter what, then the next time I say the words, ‘pain
go away,’ all your pain will immediately stop.
But if you don’t completely feel that you will obey me now, the pain
will continue just as it is now.”
“Stop… it,” she heard him croak
hoarsely. “Please stop the pain!”
“Very well then,” she said. “When the pain leaves your body, you will
continue to stay deeply in your trance.
You will start sucking your thumb again which will help you feel more
and more relaxed so you can go deeper and deeper into your trance. Sucking on your thumb again will help you
recover from the pain. Here we go
now. Three… two… one…. Pain go away!”
The reaction in his body was almost
as if he had just been shot! His writhing
in pain was replaced with a different kind of writhing as his body registered
that the pain was no longer there, but it was still trying to recover from
it. He finally rolled over on the couch
onto his back with his eyes tightly closed, and put his thumb in his mouth and
began sucking on it again. Vivian
watched as his body seemed to relax more and more, until finally, a few minutes
later, he appeared to be asleep. So much
asleep that she had to ask, “Phillip, can you hear me?”
“Yes,” Phillip’s voice replied
around the thumb in his mouth.
She breathed a sigh of relief and
moved on. “Phillip,” she said, “you know
now what will happen if you ever disobey me.”
She saw his face momentarily contort at remembering the pain. “All you have to do, is whatever I tell you
to do, and you won’t have to worry about feeling the pain. But you know now that the moment you slip up,
all that pain will come crashing back at you.
And Phillip, remember that if you slip up too badly, I might not want to
take the pain away again.” She saw what
looked almost like distress on his face beneath his hand with the thumb that
was stuck in his mouth. “You know now
that you have to obey my every wish. You
know now that you have no other choice but to obey my every wish… no matter
what!”
She paused to watch him for a few
moments. Then she said, “Phillip, I’m
going to wake you up in a moment. When I
do, you will know that you completely belong to me. You will know that I control you
completely. You will know that I am your
Mistress… your Mistress Vivian. And that
is how you will always think of me from now on.
Disobeying me will bring on the pain. And only I, Mistress Vivian can
take it away again. Only me!”
She paused again to let all that
sink into him. “I’m going to count down
from three to one now and when I reach one, you will come fully awake. You can either take your thumb out of your
mouth if you like, or leave it in since sucking on it will help relax you and
take some of your stress away. That will
be up to you now. Here we go
Phillip. Prepare to wake up fully and
know that you belong to me. Three… two…
one…. Wake up!”
She watched as he opened his eyes
and pulled his thumb out of his mouth.
From his position where he was laying on his back on the couch, he looked
up at her… fearfully. And she watched as
his thumb seemed to find its way into his mouth again. The two of them seemed to stare at each other
like that for a very long time. Mistress
and… what? Vassal? Pawn perhaps?
Her plaything? She didn’t know. Only that he now belonged to her. She hoped anyway. She wasn’t an expert at these things. She had no way of knowing anything for
sure.
“Who am I?” she asked.
She watched as he pulled his thumb
out of his mouth and said, “Mistress Vivian.”
Then his thumb went right back into his mouth again… his eyes still
locked with hers.
“And who do you belong to?” she
asked.
“You,” he replied.
She nodded. “Get up!”
She waited until he was on his feet.
“Get undressed. Completely. I want you naked!”
She could see the concern on his
face over that. He didn’t really like
what she had asked him to do, but with his eyes still locked with hers, he
slowly began undressing. He wasn’t overly
fast about it, but she didn’t care. In
fact, despite the look on his face, she found that she was rather enjoying the
show of seeing him strip.
“Beautiful,” she said when he was
finally completely naked in front of her.
“Now we’re going to see if you really will do whatever I want. Wait here.”
She left him standing there and walked through his apartment and into
his bedroom. She looked around as she
walked into it. It was still just as
neat as it had been the last time she was there. It was certainly a lot bigger than the
bedroom in her tiny apartment. She went
over to the window that looked out at the grassy area behind his apartment and
between the buildings behind him. There
was a street lamp mounted on a pole out there to shed a bit of light on the
sidewalk that ran between the buildings.
She went back to him.
“To show me you’re now willing to
do whatever I ask of you, I want you to go outside now, just as you are. Totally naked. You’re going to run around to the back of
your apartment and stand under that street lamp behind your building. I want to see you doing ten jumping jacks
when you get there. Then you can
continue the rest of the way around the building and come right back here. Now go!
Get to it!”
He didn’t want to do it. He tried to not go, but the moment he even
thought about not going the pain immediately hit his right arm. He took off running for the door, the pain
only leaving him as he went out into the evening air. He felt afraid out there, running around
naked like a madman. But he no longer
had a choice in the matter. He knew that
for sure now. There could no longer be
any denying it. If she said do it, then
he would do it.
Red faced, he ran past a group of women
getting out of a car. They all stared
and pointed at him. He heard a few
laughs as he ran past as well. He never paused,
he only kept going. He ran around to the
side of the building and all the way to the back where he turned to run along
the sidewalk that ran between his building and the one behind it, continuing on
toward the one central light. He stopped
there and looked up briefly. He could
see her silhouetted in his bedroom window, looking down at him. He started doing the jumping jack exercises…
all ten of them. Then he took off
running again, hoping that nobody was looking out the back of their apartments
at him… but knowing that someone most likely was. He saw more people in the parking lot as he
rounded the front of the building, but they were a distance away in front of
the next building past his. He didn’t
even think of looking back to see if they were watching him. Most likely, they were.
He ran up the stairs and headed for
his door. He had left it open, and
fortunately, it was still open. Panting
for breath, he ran through it and closed it immediately… wondering all the time
what kind of trouble that little bit of exercise was going to get him
into. Trouble? There was no way anything could be worse than
the trouble he now had with Mistress Vivian!
And where did Marian fit into that equation now? He wasn’t sure he was ready to find out.
He hurried back into his living
room and saw Vivian smiling broadly at him.
He only hoped he had done it right!
He remembered that bit of pain trying to hit him all too quickly for
just thinking about not doing it. That
had come as something of a surprise. Fortunately,
it had gone away the moment he had gotten moving.
“Very good,” Vivian said with a
broad smile on her face. “I can’t tell
you how much I enjoyed that little show.”
Phillip said nothing. Anything he really wanted to say would only
get him in worse trouble.
Vivian walked over to the chair
where she had set her purse… and the doll.
She picked the doll up and brought it back to him. “Do you remember this?” she asked.
Phillip looked at the doll. “No.
Should I?”
Vivian wasn’t sure how to answer that. “Well, yes and no. Marian made you carry this thing around all
day and you couldn’t even let go of the thing.
But then the damn bitch made you forget everything about it! So I guess you probably shouldn’t remember it
at all.”
Marian had made him forget? Phillip now had another piece of the
puzzle. It was a tiny piece that he
wasn’t sure where it would fit into the grand scheme of things, but he was
grateful to know it. But he quickly
wondered something else, what else had Marian made him do?
“Hold this,” she said as she held
it out toward him. With grave
misgivings, Phillip took the doll, but tried not to even look at the
thing.
“Turn it around and hold it in your
arms like a child would,” Vivian instructed.
He turned it so the face of the
doll was turned out and he hugged it to his chest.
“Good,” Vivian said with a
smile. “Much better,” she decided. “That doll’s name is Dolly. And Dolly is now your dolly. You won’t ever call it just a doll, you will
always refer to it as your dolly.” She had liked that part that Marian had
stuck into his brain last time, so she had decided to continue it here.
She knew she could do this next
part without the trance now, just make him carry the thing around because she had
told him to, but she felt that hypnotizing him with the instructions would make
it stick that much stronger in him. So
once again she uttered the fatal words, “Phyllis
sucks her thumb!” She watched as he
immediately brought his free thumb up to his mouth and started sucking on it as
his eyes closed.
The programming Marian had done to
him about the doll had been really great.
But she knew there were all too many times when he couldn’t hold the
thing. But she didn’t see any reason at
all why he shouldn’t have to continuously keep it very close to him. So based on that, she decided to instill her
own version of Marian’s instructions into his brain.
“From now on,” she said to him, “you
are to keep that dolly with you always.
When you go to bed at night, Dolly will go to bed with you. When you get out of bed, Dolly must get out
of bed too. When you go to the bathroom,
you will always have Dolly with you as well.
When you take a bath or a shower, you will keep Dolly as close to you as
you can without her getting wet. From
now on, Dolly must never be more than an arm’s length away from you. You can set her down anywhere whenever you
need to do something, but she must always be within an arm’s length so you can
get to her easily. Always! From now on!
“I’m going to count down from three to one now. When I get to one, you will wake up
completely,” she told him. “Three… two…
one…. Wake up!”
Phillip opened his eyes again and
removed the thumb from his mouth. He saw
Vivian grinning at him all too broadly.
He remembered every word of what she had just instructed. He could feel his stupid dolly in his arms,
but he had no interest in looking at the thing yet. He wasn’t exactly happy at all.
“I’ll leave you two alone to get
acquainted now,” Vivian told him with a devilish grin. “Make sure you get plenty of rest
tonight. I’m sure you’ll have an
interesting day tomorrow!”
And with that, she grabbed her
purse and walked out laughing.
Still naked, Phillip turned the
dolly around and looked at it. It was an
overly large cloth dolly. The size of
the stupid thing was going to make carrying it around that much more
difficult. He thought about putting the
dolly down and trying to walk away from it, but he found that he didn’t want to
put the dolly down. He wanted to hold
it. He wanted to keep the thing right
with him. Oh great! Just great!
How was he going to live his life attached to an oversized cloth dolly?
