The sun, the moon, the stars all bear my seal

Anna tilted her head back and looked up at me quizzically, her brow furrowed either in confusion or fear that she was currently sitting in the lap of an insane man. “What do you mean?”

“Exactly what I said.” My eyes followed the lines of her face as I spoke calmly, “If I could make your dream come true, what would it be worth to you?”

The look of uncertainty in her eyes was actually a bit of a turn on and I felt a familiar tightness in my pants. I couldn’t read her thoughts but I could damn sure guess. She was wondering what I was playing at and if I was some sort of creep. She didn’t know who I was; had never met me before this evening. I could easily be some lunatic. On the other hand I could be real fun even though I wasn’t a real vampire. She had wonderfully expressive eyes. This was the make or break moment of my little gambit.

“If you could give me that,” she answered, clearly deciding to play along, “it would not matter what I would offer because all that I am would belong to you.”

It was obvious that this thought was enough to pull her back into the fantasy, and even over the smoke and the smell of stale **** filling the bar I could actually smell her arousal. I let loose a low chuckle, and she smiled and nestled in to my chest again, clearly pleased that she had called my bluff. Faith and the Muse’s “The Unquiet Grave” began to play through the speakers.

“I accept your terms.” I whispered only loudly enough for her to hear. My eyes darted back toward the cage as I allowed the confusing content of my response a moment to set her thoughts whirling. Carrie was still watching intently. I looked her directly in the eye and winked, then returned to the matter at hand.

Cupping Anna’s chin in my hand gently, I forcefully ordered, “Look at me.”

The shock of the command combined with her already present confusion and the rush of endorphins from our little bout of play resulted in her obeying almost immediately. Now to capitalize on the advantage. I dropped the register of my voice into a soothing lilt and continued.

“Look into my eyes and relax. Good girl, just relax and continue to gaze into my eyes and feed them pulling at you, and as you do you will find that even if you wanted to look away you cannot. Your eyes are locked on mine, and as you relax more you can feel them drawing you in, can feel yourself falling into them. If you wanted to fight the pull you could but you don’t want to, you want to fall into my eyes, and it’s so easy to do. So easy to just relax and gaze into my eyes, seeing only them, hearing only me, so easy to block out all distractions and focus on me completely.”

The induction was having exactly the right effect, I could feel her breathing regulate and see the muscles in her face relax. Her blue expressive eyes, pupils already dilated by the dim light were locked on mine, the lids drooping slightly. Her mouth dropped open a little and she let out a soft sigh.

“Good girl. Nothing else but my eyes and the sound of my voice, pulling you in, wrapping around your thoughts like my arms are wrapped around you now. Cradling your thoughts and putting them to sleep. So much easier to relax without thinking, just relax and listen. And as you listen you’ll find that your eyes are tired and that it’s harder and harder to keep them open. It would feel so good to just close them and know that even when they’re closed you’ll still be relaxing and falling into my eyes. You want to let your eyes drift closed and relax and listen. I’m going to count from three to one, and when I reach one you can let your tired eyes close. 3... 2... 1. Now sleep for me.”

Her eyes slammed shut.