November 20, 2000
"Aunt Celeste"
Something I wrote awhile back:
“Alex, this is my Aunt Celeste.”
Alex hadn't wanted to have lunch with Elizabeth's Aunt Celeste. Not today
anyway. He had meetings scheduled for all afternoon and had intended to grab a
bite in his office rather than go out. Still, one of the prices of being engaged
is that you occasionally have to go along with your fiancé.
It was easy to see the family resemblance. Liz took after her mother's side of
the family and Celeste was her maternal aunt. She was also Liz's favorite
relative, and Alex had heard stories of the woman who had practically raised
her. Aunt Celeste was a mature version of the blonde goddess with a model's
figure and poise he was engaged to.
“It’s nice to… Um… I mean… Liz has..."
Alex tried to greet Celeste. He tried to focus on what he was saying, but he
found himself looking into Celeste's green eyes. They were Elizabeth's eyes too,
but there was something different about them. He couldn't find the words to
describe it. Actually, he couldn't seem to find any words at all.
“It’s a pleasure to meet you as well, Alex. Please sit down. We have SO much to
talk about.” Celeste said, smiling as she saw how easy this would be. She hadn't
even been really trying.
“That’s very good, Alex. Don’t look away. Keep your eyes on mine. Listen to the
sound of my voice. Nothing but the sound of my voice. Do you understand?”
Celeste said, her eyes never leaving his. She spoke slowly and softly, her lips
forming each word perfectly.
“Yes.” Alex managed.
“Good. You’re very relaxed. You’re very calm. You hear nothing but my voice. You
must listen to me. There is nothing for you but my voice. You will listen very,
very carefully to everything I say. You wish to obey me, do you not? You wish to
please me.”
“I wish to please you. Yes.” He did. He could think of nothing else.
“That’s very good, Alex. Very good. You are mine now. You are nothing but my
puppet. You cannot conceive of disobeying me. You live for my voice, for my
commands. Do you understand?”
“Yes.”
“Yes, Ma’am. That’s what you meant, isn’t it, Alex?”
“Yes, Ma’am.”
“That’s very good, Alex. You’re doing very well. You feel pleasure when you obey
me, don’t you?”
“Yes, Ma’am.”
"It's an erotic pleasure, isn't it, Alex? Obeying me arouses you."
Even though he could not look down, even though he could not focus on anything
except Celeste's eyes and her voice, Alex could feel the truth in Celeste's
words as the napkin in his lap was shifted ever so slightly by what lay beneath
it.
"Yes, Ma'am."
“Excellent. Inside your mind you are fully aware of what is happening to you,
but your body must obey my commands. Do you realize this?”
“Yes, Ma’am.”
“Tell me, Alex, how do you feel inside your mind? Do you like being within my
power?” She had him enough in her power now to risk the small indulgence of
winking at Elizabeth.
Liz watched with the same mixture of amusement, awe and envy she felt for
Celeste's abilities. There was something more this time, of course, as she
watched her aunt take possession of her fiancé. Despite her best efforts,
Elizabeth had never been able to do this. Not to this extent at least. She could
captivate, certainly. Actually, between her looks and her brains she could have
done that much without hypnosis. Still, she did have some abilities, but nothing
like what Celeste was capable of.
“I’m confused, Ma’am. And frightened. And embarrassed. And…”
“That will do, Alex. That is very, very good. Now, I want you to fold your hands
in your lap. Good boy. Now bow your head and stare at your plate. Elizabeth and
I wish to have a little chat. You will not hear anything we say until I call
you.”
“Yes, Ma’am.” Alex replied, and bowed his head to stare down at his plate.
“Elizabeth, I’m so glad you called me. Are you certain
this is what you want? Are you absolutely certain?” Celeste asked with concern.
“Oh yes! I’m positive. I love Alex very much.” Elizabeth assured her.
“But marriage, dear? It’s so limiting, so restrictive… Now don’t take this
wrong, but monogamy has never been your strong suit, darling.”
“For either of us, Aunt Celeste. You taught me long ago that no woman should
limit herself to men… Much less only one man.”
“Then why marriage?”
“Because I do love him. Because I know he loves me. Because I want us to be
together for life.”
”Well, my dear, you’re certainly old enough to make your own choices. The most
important thing to me is that you be happy. Still, I’m glad at least that you
wanted me to make him more… Pliable. It will be such a pleasure to give that to
you at least.” Celeste said, reaching across the table to take the younger
woman's hand.
Elizabeth squeezed her aunt's hand in return and said, “You also taught me a
man’s place. Just because I want him for a husband doesn’t mean I’m going to
pretend that we’re equals.”
“What a relief! Now, tell me, what is it that you want? Shall I just make him a
tad deferential?” Celeste asked with a coy smile.
“Now, don’t tease me, Aunt Celeste. You know that I’ve never done anything half
way. I want him thoroughly domesticated.”
Celeste nodded with satisfaction and, with a smile, said, “Alex, you may look up
now. I want you to look into Elizabeth’s eyes. Now, listen only to my voice.”
“You exist for Elizabeth. Your only purpose is to serve her. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Ma’am.”
“She is divine, you are her property for all time. You have no rights, no
possessions. She is all. Elizabeth is all.”
“Elizabeth is all.”
“You exist for her. You are of no value except as her possession. Do you agree?”
“Of course, Ma’am. I exist only to please her.”
“That is exactly it, Alex, yes. Elizabeth is going to speak now. I want you to
listen to her voice as you listen to mine. The sound of her voice will fill you,
do you understand? You will yearn for it. Her silence will be agonizing for you.
You live to hear her command you. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Ma’am."
“Alex? How do you feel?” Elizabeth asked with genuine concern, but also with
pleasure at the complete acceptance and devotion she saw in his eyes.
“I’m still confused, Elizabeth, but I feel happy to be speaking with you. I love
you very much.”
“I know you do, my dear, I love you as well. You understood what my aunt told
you, didn’t you? You understand that I will be in control?”
“Yes, Elizabeth. I understand. I just want to please you.”
“And you do please me, Alex. You please me very much.”
“That makes me very happy, Elizabeth.”
“Now, my aunt and I are going to enjoy a nice lunch. A private lunch, Alex. I’m
going to let you run along back to work. First though, give me your wallet and
the keys to your car.”
Alex complied, taking his wallet and the keys to his convertible and placing
them in Elizabeth's hand. Elizabeth pulled a couple of dollars from the wallet
and handed them to Alex.
“Now, here is bus fare for you back to work and then home at the end of the day.
You’re treating my Aunt and me to lunch and then I’m going to take my new BMW
for a drive. Maybe a little shopping. You’re to go straight home after work. Do
you understand, darling?”
“Yes, Elizabeth.”
“Very well, run along now. Be a good boy.”
“Yes, Ma’am. Good bye, Elizabeth. Good bye, Ma’am.”
“Alex?” Celeste called to him as he walked away
He hurried back, “Yes, Ma’am?”
With a wicked smile, Celeste scolded him, “Elizabeth gave you money for the bus.
You didn’t thank her. She might have made you walk.”
“Please excuse me, Ma’am. Thank you, Elizabeth.”
“You’re welcome, pet. Run along now.” Elizabeth commanded and Alex scurried
away.
“You know, Auntie Dear," Elizabeth began as she surveyed the menu. "I noticed
you didn’t get rid of the suggestion you implanted that has him obeying you
also.”
Celeste laughed, “Well, he is a beautiful man, Elizabeth. If you ever tire of
him, I’m sure I can find… Uses… For little Alex.”
The inspiration for this story came from the website of
Mistress Marquesa. In
particular, I enjoyed her story
Long Island Iced Tea.