Waking Up

You wake up the next morning, Christina is already up and at the closet getting dressed. She has a relatively conservative top, and jeans on, along with black leather boots. The outfit hugs her figure perfectly, you admire her putting on clothes. She looks at you and notices you staring at her and let's out a moan of disgust. Once she's dressed she walks up to you. "Do I really have to do this? Is there any way I don't have to do this to my daughter? I'll do whatever you want." There's no anger in her voice, it's completely resigned and hollow.

"You'll already do whatever I want. And I want Savannah." You say, with a grin that makes her turn away.

She doesn't say anything further. She just walks out the door. You hear the front door open and close. You've got some time before she'll be back, you think who else you can control. You think about who you could control if you could have anybody in your life as your ****. You think about your teacher, Mrs. Hastings- Tarsha, Tarsha Hastings. If you're going to enslave her then may as well be on a first name basis with her. She's always had your eye, and it would be awesome to have your teacher under your control. But that's for another day. Today is about Christina and Savannah. You fall back asleep, knowing that Christina is going to be presenting her step-daughter to you today later, to hypnotize and enslave her.