NO PART (S) OF THIS STORY, NOR THE WORK IN ITS ENTIRETY, MAY BE REPRODUCED IN ANY FORM or TRANSMITTED BY ANY MEANS WITHOUT THE EXPRESSED WRITTEN PERMISSION OF THE COPYRIGHT HOLDER.
Author’s note: This work is humbly and reverently dedicated to the wonderful, all encompassing, and other numerous laudatory expressions LADY KRYSTAL MESMER. This story should not be read by any minor nor anyone disturbed by, or uncomfortable with, hypnotic mind control or female supremacy or both.
SYNOPSIS: A fledgling operatic singer gets more than he bargained for.
Lady Krystal Mesmer’s mischievous and expressive green eyes gazed at the e-mail. It read:
RENOWNED LADY KRYSTAL MESMER:
I have been a captivated member of YOUR marvelous “En-Tranced” club for several months. My mesmeric training by YOUR “Hypnotic Happiness” CD has been a series of indescribably pleasurable experiences. I have further conditioned myself to hypnosis by surrendering to YOUR “Special Spiral Experiment” induction as often as I can do so.
My foremost yearning is to become an operatic singer. I, however, have always been plagued by overwhelming performance anxiety. Under no circumstances can I sing before an audience of any size.

