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Author’s note:\u00a0 This story is adoringly dedicated to the witty, witching, wily, winsome, willful, worshipful, wonderful, and worthwhile LADY KRYSTAL MESMER.\u00a0 It should not be read by any person(s) legally, ethically, morally, or religiously proscribed or prohibited from doing so.\u00a0 Nor should it be read by any individual(s) fearful of or uncomfortable with the subject of hypnotic, and\/or other forms of, mind control or the topic of female influence\/domination\/supremacy or both.<\/p>\n

Amathea Chrysalis was a wonderful person.\u00a0 Everyone who knew her was aware this was so.\u00a0 There was only one major exception to this consensus.\u00a0 The lone dissenting voice was her own.\u00a0 She was lovingly raised in a religious home.\u00a0 That, unfortunately, was her chief problem.\u00a0 Her family was far too religious.\u00a0 Her parents did not stress the existence and importance of God’s absolutely and eternally unmerited favor nearly so much as they should have.\u00a0 The words which sadly and accurately characterized her upbringing were “legalistic” and “perfectionist.”\u00a0 Her adoring parents meant well.\u00a0 Tragically, as the adage states, “The road to Hell is paved with good intentions.”\u00a0 In this case, Amathea’s hell was psychological in nature.\u00a0 She held herself to unattainable standards of goodness (in the moral, ethical, and spiritual spheres) and performance (in academics, the workplace, and her interactions with others.)\u00a0 Her inevitable failures to live up to these unreasonable expectations led to disappointment with herself, feelings of guilt (most of which was undeserved), and ultimately bouts of depression.\u00a0 There was one other important side-effect to her family’s unintended infection of her psyche.\u00a0 She believed she did not deserve to be treated well.<\/p>\n

Ricardo Cervantes was one of Amathea’s closest friends.\u00a0 He had known her for many years.\u00a0 He’d loved her for almost that long.\u00a0 She liked him very much.\u00a0 She was not physically attracted to him.\u00a0 Her unconscious body language frequently reminded him of the latter.\u00a0 Many within the fairer sex thought he was quite attractive.\u00a0 The woman he wanted most, alas, did not.\u00a0 In his opinion her exceptional visual appeal was her least desirable trait.<\/p>\n

He was painfully aware of Amathea’s unwarranted guilt feelings, their source, and their effects upon her.\u00a0 He yearned to aid her in any way he could.\u00a0 He tried to encourage her to be more accepting of herself and her humanity–which included its limitations.\u00a0 He attempted to convince her she was not nearly so bad as she perceived herself as being.\u00a0 He sought to show her she was far more capable and worthy than she supposed herself to be.\u00a0 All such efforts failed miserably.<\/p>\n

Giovanni Seingalt was Amathea’s lover.\u00a0 They met soon after he came to work for the company which employed Ricardo.\u00a0 He first encountered her as she took the elevator to visit her good friend.\u00a0 From the moment Giovanni first beheld her, he wanted her.\u00a0 He immediately knew he must possess her.\u00a0 He succeeded in his quest.\u00a0 A little attention can sometimes reap great rewards.<\/p>\n

He too sensed her lack of self-esteem.\u00a0 He used her predicament to his advantage.\u00a0 His actions may not have been calculated.\u00a0 When he was with her he, nearly as often as the opportunities presented themselves, commented on other women’s attractiveness.\u00a0 Sometimes he did so in explicit, and for Amathea always excruciatingly painful, detail.\u00a0 At times he would compare her to the woman his lust was currently fixated upon.\u00a0 Amathea was inevitably found wanting in some way(s).\u00a0 He would compliment her on her appearance when it suited his fancy, when he suspected it was necessary, or when no acceptable prospect(s) could be found.<\/p>\n

“The full soul loatheth an honeycomb; but to the hungry soul every bitter thing is sweet.”\u00a0 Amathea remained with Giovanni because this quotation was so precisely applicable to her mindset.\u00a0 He was so gorgeous.\u00a0 He was very successful.\u00a0 He was, when he chose to be, very caring.\u00a0 Why should a man like him saddle himself with a woman as worthless, and far beneath what he could have and did deserve, as she was?\u00a0 Was enduring his cruel and debasing treatment of her self-esteem too high a price to pay?\u00a0 Why should she be treated well?\u00a0 Why should any desirable individual love, or even care about, her?\u00a0 She was only Amathea Chrysalis.<\/p>\n

For some years, Ricardo had been intrigued by mesmerism.\u00a0 He had attended a number of performances by stage hypnotists.\u00a0 He found these shows frequently very entertaining, sometimes quite hilarious, and on one or two occasions exceptionally (shall we say) stimulating. \u00a0During one of his web browsing sessions, some links pointing to erotic hypnosis sites were in the search results.\u00a0 He decided to check them out.<\/p>\n

He found his way (or was he magnetically drawn) to ladymesmer.com.\u00a0 His discovery of this web page (and more important, its CREATOR) would turn out to be one of the most fortuitous and fascinatingly enthralling events in the entirety of his existence.\u00a0 He was consistently and cunningly compelled to chronically and completely consume more and more of this web site’s cleverly conceived and cunningly crafted, charming content.\u00a0 LADY KRYSTAL MESMER’s astonishingly attractive appearance, especially HER enormous, emerald eyes, ensorcelled and ensnared his body.\u00a0 HER velvety, vampish voice entranced and enslaved his ears.\u00a0 His manhood was ceaselessly captivated and, subsequently, coyly confiscated by both of these.\u00a0 He also fell prey to other mesmeric induction tools or fixation points she skillfully, and sometimes surreptitiously, employed.\u00a0 HER perplexingly powerful personality enchanted and entrapped his mind, his heart, his soul, and anything else which was his.\u00a0 Thereafter, he sometimes felt that all he possessed was his in name only.\u00a0 At some point in time, he knew: he was HERS; he was HERS alone; he was HERS absolutely and adoringly; he was HERS and would forever belong in KRYSTAL’s care, KRYSTAL’s clutches, and KRYSTAL’s service.<\/p>\n

Many of Amathea’s friends were cognizant of how ill-used she was by Giovanni.\u00a0 Ricardo, in particular, was agonizingly aware of her boyfriend’s mistreatment of her.\u00a0 He sought her counsel for fictitious women in circumstances similar to her own.\u00a0 Her advice was always sound.\u00a0 She reverted to rote belief and behavior when he broached the subject of her dysfunctional relationship and its toxic effects on her personhood.\u00a0 The disconnect between her extrapersonal and intrapersonal mindsets seemed to be a great gulf fixed eternally.\u00a0 The apparently unbreachable barrier between her logical and emotional selves was intact.<\/p>\n

This evening Mr. Cervantes had a relaxing dinner at home.\u00a0 Before retiring for the night, he turned off his PC after spending considerable time on LADY KRYSTAL MESMER’s site.\u00a0 He reviewed his history with HER while restlessly lying in bed.\u00a0 He noted the profound influence SHE now wielded upon him.\u00a0 He reminded himself SHE affected many men and women thus.\u00a0 He briefly recalled Amathea’s plight and its vile, current genesis.\u00a0 An idea began creeping into his consciousness.\u00a0 He prayed he could make it come to fruition.\u00a0 After several days, however, he had only tentatively flushed out the barest details of some possible implementations.\u00a0 He reluctantly resigned himself to the possibility he might be forced to do something he avoided whenever he could.\u00a0 He might have to rely upon fate to provide what was needed.<\/p>\n

One day, Giovanni asked Ricardo for copies of all the documentation on the Jacobson project.\u00a0 Mr. Cervantes went to his office, placed the requested papers in a folder, double-checked to be absolutely sure all the necessary items were present, and promptly delivered them to his privately despised coworker.\u00a0 A few days later, Seingalt returned them to Ricardo.\u00a0 After twice searching the folder, Ricardo was certain one especially important piece of paper was no longer there.<\/p>\n

Amathea wanted to have a romantic evening with Giovanni.\u00a0 During their last several dates he had made none of his usual comments about any other woman.\u00a0 She wondered if this could be a turning point for the better in their relationship?\u00a0 She speculated on what the cause might be?\u00a0 What she chose to wear definitely got his attention.\u00a0 She served some of his favorite dishes by candlelight.\u00a0 Their various expressions of foreplay proceeded at the right pace for both parties.\u00a0 She believed this would be one of the best days of her life.<\/p>\n

They started to make love.\u00a0 His touch was absolutely perfect.\u00a0 He used just the right amount of tenderness along with the correct degree of firmness.\u00a0 His exploration of her body went exactly where she wanted him to go, when she desired him to get there.\u00a0 She felt his body’s responses to her movements.\u00a0 The crescendo of pleasure was exquisite beyond experience or imagination.\u00a0 She keenly sensed the approach of their climaxes.<\/p>\n

“Giovanni!” she expelled as the tsunami of erotic stimulation swept through her body, heart, mind, and soul.<\/p>\n

“Oh! my God! KRYSTAL! KRYSTAL! KRYSTAL! MESMER!” was all he said to her.<\/p>\n

Part 2,,,,,,next week!\u00a0 I’ll meet you here at Club EnTranced.<\/p>\n

Love, Krystal<\/p>\n

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