(Control) Use the ring to Brunhilde up against the wall

This sort of situation was tailor-made to allow you to take advantage of the Ring of Ursa Minor. Brunhilde was too willful to be convinced with words and too strong to be moved aside by ****. Furthermore, she was the type who wouldn't jump to a magic-related conclusion, even if she had no other way to explain it once the fog of hypnosis faded.

You held your hand behind your back and clicked your fingers. The hood hid her expression, but you could imagine her sharp, blue eyes had taken on a green light and a half-asleep daze. Her rigid posture relaxed a bit.

Unfortunately, her broad shoulders were still making it hard to squeeze past her without making a scene. As such, you commanded her to get out of the way and push up against one of the walls of the 2nd floor hallway.

She followed the instruction, but not quite in the way you'd imagined. Instead of just pressing her back up against the wall and letting you pass, she instead pushed her hands up against it, while sticking her buttocks out towards you. Her legs and ass were so toned, it was hard to take your eyes off of them. You wondered if there'd be any hint of softness if you were to touch them, or if it'd be all hard muscle.

While you were still grappling with that thought, she shifted the cloth covering her butt out of the way, revealing a single leather strap wedged tightly between the cleft of her ass-cheeks and covering almost nothing.

Finally composing yourself, you asked why she'd done that. Nothing in your command had included that sort of instruction.

"Huh... Whenever Yara asks me to get up against the wall... it's for this kind of thing..." she droned back in response, her voice slightly muffled by her mask.

What? She was saying that Yara asked her to get up against the wall and show her ass?

"Yeah... Yara likes to do this kind of thing... I'll usually give her a belt or something... to slap my ass with..."

... Huh? You thought this employer and her underling might have a complicated bedroom relationship, but you'd never imagine it would mean Yara playing top to Brunhilde's bottom. You could barely even picture that kind of scenario playing out.

"Aren't you going to hit it?" she questioned again, shifting her position to spread her legs a bit wider and square her feet beneath her.

You didn't think now was the time, but you were curious about other things. So to hear Brunhilde say it, Yara actually had some odd proclivities towards controlling other people. Had she ever mentioned wanting to do the same sort of thing to Wanda?

"She thought of Wanda as her rival... I'm sure she wants to... She's not actually a natural top, but she loves the way it makes her feel... So I'm sure if she could, she would... Unfortunately for both of them, magic isn't real..." You could practically picture the string of drool running down her chin as she stubbornly insisted that hypnosis didn't exist, even as she suffered its effects.

Yara's motivation here seemed like an important clue. You tried to focus on that and not the scene Brunhilde was presenting you with. Once you'd walked away to a safe distance, you snapped your fingers, then thanked her for letting you pass.

"Huh? What? Let you..." she muttered, then straightened up her back. You thought you saw her put a fist up to her chin and lift the mask, perhaps to wipe the spittle you'd imagined. "Uh... Yeah... Get out of here." She was still trying to figure out what was wrong with her as you quickly left her behind, heading further into the west wing exhibit to find and question her employer.

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