Smallville: Hypnotic Story

Chapter One: Simone Arrives and meets Lana Lang

The quiet hum of the Smallville night was interrupted by the distant rumble of an engine.

A sleek sports car, gleaming under the moonlight, pulled into the near-deserted town square.

The engine purred to a stop, and the door swung open.

A pair of high-heeled shoes clicked against the pavement as a woman stepped out.

She was tall and slender, with legs that seemed to go on forever.

Her blonde hair cascaded down her back, and she wore a tight, red dress that hugged her curves in all the right places.

Her eyes, a piercing blue, searched the darkness as if looking for something - or someone.

Simone, the mysterious newcomer, had arrived with a purpose.

As she strutted down the sidewalk, the neon sign of the Talon, the local cafe, flickered to life, casting an eerie glow on her face.

Her gaze fell upon the figure of Lana Lang, the raven haired beauty diligently wiping down the counters and straightening the stools as she was getting ready to close as Simone stared at her through the window.

The scent of freshly brewed coffee lingered in the air, a sweet aroma that mingled with the faint hint of vanilla from the baked goods displayed in the glass case as Simone walked through the doors.

Lana looked up, her eyes meeting Simone's, and a shiver of anticipation ran down her spine.

The blue crystal around Simone's neck gleamed in the soft light, and Lana felt her gaze drawn to it like a moth to a flame.

“Hi” Lana said as she looked at Simone

“I’m sorry but we are just about to close”

Simone smiled, her eyes looking at Lana as her gaze absorbed her beauty.

"Don't worry, I'm not here for coffee,"

she purred, her voice a smooth caress that seemed to resonate through the air.

As Simone walked closer towards Lana, her smile widened slightly as she watched the subtle changes in Lana's expression as Lana held a chair in her hands.

“What’s your name ?” Simone asked her face smiling with a seductive expression

“I’m Lana…Lana Lang” Lana answered her as she stood staring at Simone her eyes couldn’t look away between her Simones face and the crystal hanging on her chest in between her cleavage.

“Nice to meet you Lana” Simone replied.

"You seem like a hard worker, Lana. I bet you could use a break."

Lana's eyes flickered to the crystal again, and she felt a strange sensation, as if something within her was slowly unfurling.

"I...I guess I could," she murmured, her voice softer than usual.

Simone stepped closer, the pendant swaying gently.

"Why don’t you sit and Look into the stone," she instructed, her tone smooth and hypnotic.

"Let all your worries and stress melt away."

Lana felt an inexplicable urge to obey, her body moving almost of its own accord as she sat on the stool.

Her eyes fixated on the crystal, the blue light seeming to pulse in time with her heartbeat.

"Good girl," Simone said, her voice a gentle purr.

She placed her hand on the back of Lana's neck, guiding her head to the stone. "Look deep, Lana. Deeper."

Lana's eyes grew heavy as she stared into the crystal's depths.

The blue light grew brighter, enveloping her in its warm embrace.

Her breathing slowed, and she felt a delicious weight spread through her limbs, a sense of relaxation she had never known.

The crystal began to spin, the blue light casting mesmerizing patterns across her vision.

"You are feeling so relaxed, aren't you?" Simone whispered, her breath hot against Lana's ear.

Lana nodded slightly, her eyes still locked on the spinning stone.

She was aware of Simone's hand sliding down from her neck to the small of her back, tracing the curve of her spine through her shirt.

Her skin tingled at the touch, and she felt a sudden wetness between her thighs as she opened her eyes, gazing at the crystal as Simones’ words began to fill her mind.

“You're gonna believe everything I tell you and you're gonna do everything I say. Starting now” Simone commanded.

Lana's eyes glazed over, her mind now fully entranced by the whirling blue crystal.

Simone leaned in closer, her full lips a tantalizing whisper from Lana's ear.

"You are mine now, Lana," she murmured, her voice a siren's call that resonated within the young woman's soul.

"You will be my devoted servant, eager to please me in every way."

Lana's breath hitched as Simone's hand reached around to cup her breast, her thumb brushing gently over the taut nipple.

"Yes, Mistress," she murmured, the words slipping out as if they had always been a part of her.

The sensation was foreign, yet it felt so right, so natural.

Simone's hand slid lower, tracing the waistband of Lana's skirt.

"You are going to do whatever I command, isn't that right?" she asked, her voice a mix of seduction and power.

"Yes, Mistress," Lana responded, her voice a sultry echo of submission.

The hypnotic pull of the crystal was absolute, and she found herself eager to satisfy the woman standing before her.

Simone's hand slipped beneath the fabric of Lana's skirt, her fingertips grazing the smooth skin of her thigh.

Lana shivered, the sensation sending bolts of electricity through her body.

"Mistress, I will do anything for you," she whispered, her eyes never leaving the mesmerizing stone.

Good," Simone said, her voice a low, sultry purr.

She leaned in closer, her lips brushing against Lana's ear.

"Now let’s have some fun”

………..

With a flick of her wrist, she lifted the crystal away from Lana's line of sight, breaking the trance.

Lana blinked, looking around the café as if she had just woken from a dream.

But the haze of desire remained, a persistent reminder of her newfound loyalty to Simone.

"Mistress, what do you command?" Lana asked, her voice a soft, needy whisper.

"First, I want to see how well you can serve me," Simone said, a wicked smile playing on her lips.

She stepped back, giving Lana room to move.

"Take off your clothes," she instructed.

Lana's cheeks flushed with arousal, but she didn't hesitate

“Yes Mistress I will take off my clothes” Lana replied her voice barely a whisper filled with submission.

Her hands trembled slightly as she unbuttoned her blouse, letting it fall to the floor.

She slid out of her skirt, revealing her black lacy underwear.

Her breath quickened as she unhooked her bra, letting it fall away to expose her firm, round breasts.

Her panties followed, and she stood before Simone, naked and ****.

Simone's eyes raked over Lana's body, taking in every inch of her soft, supple flesh.

"Very good," she said, her voice dripping with approval. She stepped closer, her hand reaching out to trace the curve of Lana's cheek.

"Now, tell me, who do you belong to?" Simone asked her eyes stared at Lana as her mouth formed into a seductive smile.

"I belong to you, Mistress," Lana murmured, her eyes half-closed with desire.

Simone's smile grew wider, and she stepped closer still, her fingertips now brushing lightly over Lana's collarbone, sending shivers down her spine.

"And what does that mean to you?"

"It means I'll do anything for you, Mistress," Lana replied, her voice thick with need.

"Whatever you want, whenever you want it."

“Good but before we go any further I suggest you pull the blinds and lock up the cafe”

“Yes my Mistress” Lana complied as she moved quickly, her body still humming with the after effects of Simone’s hypnosis.

She pulled the blinds down, blocking out the fading light of the evening, and locked the front door, the click echoing through the now empty space.

When she turned back, she found Simone lounging on one of the booths, her legs crossed and her arms resting on the back, watching her with a predatory gaze.

"Now, come here," Simone ordered, her tone leaving no room for argument.

Lana's bare feet padded softly across the floor as she approached, her eyes never leaving the older woman's face.

She felt a strange mix of excitement and fear, knowing that she was about to give herself over completely.

As she reached the booth, Simone leaned back, allowing Lana to stand between her legs.

The blonde's eyes roamed over her body, a look of pure desire etched on her face.

"I want you to kiss me," she said, her voice a seductive whisper.

“Yes Mistress” as Lana obeyed

Lana's heart raced as she leaned in, her breath warm against Simone's full, red lips.

Their kiss was electric, a spark that ignited a fire deep within her.

She felt Simone's hands slide around her waist, pulling her closer until their bodies were pressed tightly together.

The kiss grew more urgent, tongues dancing together as Lana's hands found their way to the hypnotist's hair, gripping the soft strands as if holding on for dear life.

Simone's hands moved to cup Lana's ass, her nails digging into the soft flesh.

"You're so eager," she murmured against Lana's mouth.

"I can't wait to see what else you're capable of."

Lana moaned, the feeling of Simone's fingers on her skin sending waves of pleasure through her body.

She had never felt so alive, so alive and ready to be used.

Her hands began to explore Simone's body, her fingertips tracing the curve of her waist and the swell of her hips through her clothes.

Simone's eyes flashed with hunger as she pulled away from the kiss.

"On your knees," she said, her voice a low command.

Lana complied without hesitation, her knees hitting the floor with a soft thud.

The blonde reached for the zipper of her own skirt, her eyes never leaving Lana's.

"You're going to make me cum," she said, her voice a sultry promise.

"And when you do, you're going to swallow every drop."

“Yes Mistress I will swallow every drop”as Lana nodded, her eyes wide with anticipation as she watched Simone's skirt fall to the floor, revealing matching black lingerie.

The hypnotist's hand slid down her stomach to the apex of her thighs, her fingers deftly sliding under the lacy fabric to find her swollen clit.

She began to rub in slow, deliberate circles, her eyes fluttering shut as the pleasure began to build.

Lana leaned in, her tongue flicking out to taste the sweetness of Simone's arousal.

She took a deep breath, filling her lungs with the scent of the woman who now owned her completely.

As she began to lick and suck, Simone's grip on her hair tightened, guiding her movements with a gentle yet firm hand.

The noises that filled the cafe were a symphony of passion, the wet sounds of Lana's mouth on Simone's pussy.

The moans and gasps of pleasure that escaped Simone's lips, and the rustle of fabric as their bodies moved in tandem.

Lana felt a sense of pride swell within her as she listened to Simone's cries grow louder, Simone's legs began to tremble, her body tightening with the approaching climax.

"Faster," she hissed, her hand pushing Lana's head harder against her.

“As you wish Mistress Lana obeyed, her tongue flicking and circling with renewed vigor.

The taste of her Mistress's arousal was intoxicating, a heady mix of desire and power that filled her with a hunger she hadn't known existed.

The sound of Simone's moans grew louder, echoing off the walls of the café.

"Yes, yes, just like that," she gasped, her hips bucking against Lana's face.

Lana felt a rush of satisfaction, knowing she was pleasing her Mistress.

The air grew thick with tension, and then, with a sharp intake of breath, Simone's body stiffened ready to cum hard.

"Swallow," Simone ordered through gritted teeth her juices flowing from her pussy as she stared down at her ****.

“Yes Mistress I will obey “Lana replied her voice filled with seductive as she opened her mouth eagerly doing as she was told.

Lana lapped at Simone's pussy, savoring every drop of her sweet nectar as it flooded her mouth from her Mistresses Pussy.

Simone's hand remained in her Lana’s hair, guiding her, as she rode out her orgasm.

As the tremors of pleasure subsided, Simone pulled Lana back up to look at her, a smug smile playing on her lips.

"Very good, my pet," she said, her voice a gentle purr.

"But your training is far from over."