Initiation

Vanessa unwillingly stepped inside the apartment, she was suddenly greeted with a foul stench of urine. She curled up her nose as Prissy lead her into the living room. The place was very similar to the rest of the house, only it was slightly messier with clutter all over the place. "Pull those jeans up and stand in the middle there." Prissy ordered in a very serious and authoritative tone.

Vanessa obeyed, thankful to be able to cover her pussy legs and butt. "You will do everything I say, understood?" Prissy asked. "Yes, I am yours to command." Vanessa responded, she wanted to die with embrassment. "Excellent. There are contracts on that table there. Sign. All. Of. Them." Prissy demanded.

Vanessa panicked, she had no control over herself and now she was about to end a possible life threatening contract with this terrifying stinky woman. She mumbled "oh no" under her breath as her body walked over to the table. She didn't even see what was written on the contracts, within seconds she had signed her name under all of them. Vanessa shed a tear, she'd just signed her life away.

Vanessa turned to face Prissy to wait for further instruction. "I want your left index finger to permanently rummage around your left nostril." Prissy demanded. Vanessa cringed as she did as she was told. She never picked her nose! Not even as a child! As soon as her finger entered her nose, Vanessa nearly gagged.

Prissy smiled. "Well done, now for your jeans. Why aren't they soaked in your wee wee?" Prissy asked Vanessa. "I don't know.." Vanessa sheepishly asked, the tone of her voice changed now her nose was partly blocked. "That's not good enough, from now on I want you to wet yourself regularly. If your jeans are dry there will be severe consequences young lady." Prissy belittled Vanessa, which only angered the former CEO even more.

Vanessa had built up enough rage and anger that once she was out of this hypnosis she might just unleash ****. "Of course." Vanessa nodded her head like a good little girl. After an awkward minute, Prissy glared at Vanessa and then glanced at her crotch. "Oh fuck..." Vanessa muttered as she felt her entire bladder relax. She felt warm pee dribble down her jeans, which made her cringe incredibly hard.

Prissy smiled again. "Well done. You have a long way to go but I'm impressed with your obedience.."