Melissa Cervantes (Thunder Rosa)

"Hey John are you home?" I hear my roommate Melissa call me from downstairs.

I'm in my home office going over some legal briefs for one of the senior lawyers at my firm. They had a couple cases and I was their second chair, being the junior member of said team I had the bulk of the work load. Some lawyers in my firm despite status shared the work load, Ms. Vivian Marks who was a hotshot and raising star in the firm was not into that. It was what it was I thought. Years of law school just so I can do someone else's work while they get the credit. Typical. "Yeah, I'm in my office," I reply pulling myself away from my work. Oh man my eyes were tired I thought as looked away from the documents I was reading.

I lean back in my office chair stretching my shoulders and back. I rub the fatigue from my eyes just as I hear a knock at my open door. I look up to see my roommate Melissa Cervantes filled my door frame. I know her as Melissa and I knew her since we were kids. Everyone else however knows her as wrestling super star Thunder Rosa. In the ring she was known for her half painted skull face but I knew how her face looked unpainted and I knew the real her and not her gimmick persona.

When we were kids we were both really into wrestling. I'm still into it but not in it enough to actually train for and do it. Melissa was and I had been with her since she started her journey. I was with her when she started training and then signing with some underground promotions before blowing up. When we were younger she was cute, a little on the chubby side but cute. I even asked her out once and we went out for a bit but it didn't work and we just stuck to being best friends. Once she started training for wrestling she turned into a lean fitness model and grew from just cute to hot. I was lucky to be in her inner circle.

As she toured the different circuits making a name for herself I was going through law school. We lived together then. I was a broke college student while she was making wrestling money. Now that I'm a lawyer, I make a good amount and we share a nice house. I felt a little privileged being able to see the real Thunder Rosa...as well as seeing her walk around our house in just in towel.

Melissa was currently in workout gear. She was almost always in workout gear. I've learned professional wrestlers were either rehearsing their matches or training at the gym. All the time. Her shoulder length whisky-colored hair was in a simple messy ponytail. She was in a track top with a sports bra underneath that showed off her toned abs. Her legs were covered in tight leggings that left little to imagine how sexy her muscular legs were. Pricy trainers completed her look.

"Are you busy?" Melissa asks as she saunters into my office and sits down on the small leather sofa I often use to nap on. She sits crossing her legs with her elbows resting on her knees and her hands under her chin. "I want to try something."

"I'm always busy Mel," I say with a shrug but "I'm game for whatever."

"Cool, cool," Melissa squeals with a happy clap. "I've been listening to a pod cast on how to hypnotize people. I just finished the last session today...so I'm going to hypnotize you."

"What? No, that shit doesn't work come on Mel!" I laugh and shake my head.

"Come on John, I can do it, let me try it on you," plead Melissa standing up and stepping in front of me.

"Jeez, when are you going back to work?" I ask. Every time she was on break from shows she would also do this. She loved to pick up new shit. She was really only good at wrestling though. Our kitchen still smelled like charred wood from her last interest.

"Next week?" Melissa replies thinking. "Yeah, I'm in Phoenix next week," she continues when she was sure of her schedule. "Come on John...have a open mind!"

"Fine, thank goodness you're back to work next week...these new interests of yours..."

"John, open mind!" Melissa laughs and nudges me on the shoulder. "Now...I need a..." she says looking around my office.

"Not a good start..."

"Shut up," She shushes me as she continues her scan of my office. "Oh right!" she nods and removes the small gold cross that she wore around her neck on a gold chain. It was her good luck charm. "Perfect!" she remarks and test swinging the tiny cross on the chain.

"Here we go," I groan and sit back in my chair as Melissa steps in front me and leans so she's eye level with me. I shake my head as she starts to swing the cross.

"Now John relax. focus on the cross...listen my voice..." Melissa instructs. I notice that she relaxes as well and she is also focus on the cross as she swings it. I could not help but stare into her dark eyes. "You are very relaxed..." she says and yawns. "You are getting drowsy..." she says and I notice her eyes are starting to droop a little. "I'm gonna start counting from ten to one..." she says her eyes are nearly at half-staff. She looks like she is high. What the hell is this I thought. "When I reach one...you will be in a deep obedient trance...with your mind blank and open..." she says and then whispers sexily. "Blank and open...."

"Ten...

Nine...

Eight...

Seven...

Six...

F..Five...she yawns...

Four...

Th...ree...

Two...

One!"

Melissa suddenly goes limp on her feet dropping her charm. She still standing but her head is down her arms dangling lifelessly at her sides. She looks like a powered down robot.

"What the hell Mel?" I ask grabbing at her arm and giving it a shake. She only sways loosely with my touch. "Mel do you hear me?"

"Yes..." Melissa replies, her voice muffled since her head is down and it sounds monotone as well.

It hits me. "Shit you hypnotize yourself? That podcast was a waste!" I was thinking how I was going to wake her up when some ideas came to me. "Mel stand at attention," I order.

Melissa stood up straight. Her face blank. Her brown eyes staring straight a head.

"You will be my ****," I command. I figure this would be a nice test too just to see if she was really under. "You will listen to my every command without question. You will address me as your master. Do you understand?"

"I am your ****..." Melissa repeats monotone. Her face blank as a sheet of paper. "I will listen to your every command without question. I will address you as master...I understand...master..."

"Oh shit!" I smile my gaze looking my entranced roommate up and down.