Tale of Victoria, erotic hypnosis Victoria was excited to finally be visiting Europe. She had been regretting her decision not to study abroad in college, and so now five years later, she'd saved up enough money and vacation time to do a wonderful month long tour of Europe. At 27, full of confidence and experience, she was an attractive and single woman out for adventure. She worked out enough to keep her figure the same as it was in college, her long brown hair shimmered with a hint of red tint, that perfectly complimented her fair skin and blue eyes. She was sure that she'd be able to have a few nights in the warm embrace of a a couple of suave and debonair European men, or at least ones with a sexy accent, which for a one night stand was essentially the same thing. So it was that Victoria found herself in Copenhagen on a brisk autumn day (it was cheaper to go off-season, plus you could avoid most of the other tourists), walking through the streets half window shopping, half people watching. She had done a few museums earlier in the day, and was still getting over jetlag, so she was forcing her tired legs to wander aimlessly through the streets of Copenhagen. Every so often she'd find her eyes drawn to a particularly interesting item in a store window: a shiny necklace, perhaps a fancy dress, or a luxurious fur coat. She'd stop and stare for a few moments, trying to remember conversion rates, wondering how she'd even bring some of the thing she saw home. One piece in particular caught her eye, just as she was yawning and thinking perhaps it was time to head back to her hotel. It was a sparkling valknut on a long silver chain. She vaguely remembered seeing a valknut in one of the museums: three interlinked triangles, inseparably bound together. It was a symbol of the old norse god Odin the plaque in the museum had said, often worn by his followers to show that they were dedicated to something higher than themselves. This was a particularly magnificent piece she now found herself staring at in the store window. Each triangle was a different color, creating a warm glow of colors, shimmering radiantly against the lighting in the display. Her skin shivered just then as a soft tingle brushed across the back of head. She wanted to turn her head to see what the source of the soft tingle was, but she found her head being held by two soft, yet firm hands. "Shhh now, don't let me distract you from such a museum lovely piece of jewelry," cooed a soft feminine voice into her ear, " Just relax and watch the shining valknut." Victoria found herself gazing as directed, her jaw relaxing as the gentle hands holding her head began to massage her temples, her neck muscles, her scalp. She could feel her whole body starting to sway. all the tension just pouring out of her as she stared ahead. "Good girl, just stare and relax for me. The valknut is so pretty isn't it? It just catches your eyes, doesn't it?," the soft voice asked, her gentle accent rolling the words out almost musically. Victoria could hardly process the words as she dreamily replied, "Yeah...so..prrtty Misss...." She felt soft fur cuffs start to massage the sides of her face, the warm tingle melting her thoughts and cares in the crisp autumn evening. The melodic voice softly replied, " Miss Tricia, sweety, but don't worry about that for right now, just relax and sink into warm embrace. After a long flight, and a day of walking, Victoria's body was very much ready to relax. It felt so nice getting such a warm massage from this Miss Tricia. She hadn't even seem her face yet, but Victoria felt she could trust her. She could just let herself go, let herself relax into Miss Tricia's warm embrace. Softly, Victoria let out a soft sigh. "Such a good girl you are, so relaxed and happy, sinking into my warm embrace, feeling the soft fur of my coat brushing away all your cares away, you eyes lost in the shining valknut, focusing on the colors." The colors were so beautiful in the light, thought Victoria, she could just watch them all day. "The gentle green, so peaceful and calm, like a quiet forest on a warm summer's day. The warm red, melting away all your thoughts and cares. The soft blues, drawing you deeper and deeper like a rock in the ocean." Victoria's world become a dazzling array of colors, that seemed to draw her in more and more, her mind following and echoing Miss Tricia's sweet words down deeper and deeper. It was so easy to relax into the blue... "The ice blue of my eyes taking you even deeper now. Seeing only eyes, hearing only my words." Faster than Victoria's blank and empty mind could process, her view switched from the valknut to Miss Tricia's eyes. she couldn't remember turning to face her, but that was no longer important, all that mattered Miss Tricia's eyes and her words. Had she more awareness, she should have noticed more of the shapely Scandinavian beauty in front of her, svelte, tall, and blond, wrapped up in a full length blue fox fur coat, with in black leather boots, that gave her just enough height for most people to be forced to look up to see her eyes, just as Victoria was straining to do. "Very good my dear, feeling so tired now, so groggy and sleepy, needing to sleep soon, so very soon, need somewhere to sleep soon, my sleepy little girl." Victoria didn't have the willpower to fight the yawn she suddenly felt compelled to take, her eyes drooping, her body feeling so heavy, she should go back to her hotel to sleep soon, she thought. She found herself struggling to even say the words, "Yesss Mmiss Triiciia, I shoulddd gooo baack too my hoooteel tooosleepppp...." "No, no, my silly little girl," Miss Tricia said with a mischievous grin, " You're much too tired to walk such a long way all the way back to your hotel. So very far away, your tired, heavy legs could never make it. You're so tired, and limp, and weak, aren't you dear?" Victoria could feel her body's strength suddenly leave her, all the energy pull into Miss Tricia's eyes.She was so tired and so sleepy, so weak, just like Miss Tricia said. "Yesss, Missss Trisshciaa." "Don't worry though my precious, you can spend the night with me. I live only a few short steps away. Even you, my little sleepyhead can make that. Now come along my dear, come with Miss Tricia." With that, Miss Tricia brushed the soft fur cuff of her coat across Victoria's cheek, gently tapped her forehead with the tip of her long manicured finger, and breathed, quiet as a whisper, "Follow and obey." Victoria gasped at the sudden command, her mind and body responding automatically, following Miss Tricia as she walked confidently through the streets of Copenhagen. Victoria heavy, tired eyes gazing at Miss Tricia's feet, the long blue fox fur coat ruffling softly along with rhythmic tapping of Miss Tricia's black leather boots. Victoria's heavy legs somehow able to match the quick pace, as if her own legs were tied to Miss Tricia's. Miss Tricia smiled knowingly as she walked. This was always one of her favorite moments, knowing that just a few steps behind her, was a captive beauty, following her as obediently as a puppy on a leash. She could have conditioned her more, told her how every step would take her deeper; that the deeper she went the more lost in trance she became; that the more lost she became the more she needed to follow and obey Miss Tricia. She could have done all that and more, but Miss Tricia knew all that was unneeded, she knew her new pet's subconscious was already learning those lessons with each step she took. Victoria's mind was processing all those lessons and more. Finding it so easy to follow Miss Tricia, so easy to obey. Miss Tricia was so nice for letting her sleep. So nice to Victoria, almost like a best friend, no something more than that. She was so happy she'd met Miss Tricia. So happy and blissful and focused on Miss Tricia, that she didn't even notice as she past by her hotel, past by curious people on the street, past the center of the city. All she was aware of was Miss Tricia, whose feet had come to an abrupt halt. "You're almost there my dear, almost ready to go deep deep into sleep. Just a few more steps and you can sleep, and that will feel so nice, won't it?" Sleep would feel so nice right now, Victoria couldn't help agreeing. She just needed to follow Miss Tricia and she could sleep soon, that would be so nice.... "Yesss Misss Trishhiaa..." "Good girl, so tired now, so hard to speak my full name. why don't you just call me Mistress from now on." "Yesss Mistress" "Good girl, oh my though, I don't think I caught your name, what was it dear? "Victoria...Mistress." "Ahh, such a lovely name, but so hard to remember, so hard to think, I'm sure that by the time you fall asleep, you'll have completely forgotten it. Now up we go, just five more steps, and you'll be able to sleep." Miss Tricia took Victoria's heavy, limp arms, her soft fur cuffs brushing soothingly against Victoria's skin, as Victoria was lead spellbound up the stairs. "One step down, and deeper in trance." "Two steps now, feeling so good'" "Three steps, almost there." "Four steps, so blank and empty." "And five steps, you've arrived" "Now sleep for me!" Victoria slumped down into Miss Tricia's arms at once. Deep asleep, deep in trance. Her name, her past, long forgotten, along with all her other thoughts. For now she was just an empty shell in Mistress's soft warm embrace..