Elise hummed an Enya song, as she got on the bus. It protected her from the stares that tried to penetrate her shield of uniqueness. For Elise was different. She wore eyeblack around her eyes and had long dark hair with dark purple streaks within. Spikes went around her wrist. She had exotic honey-colored eyes but sometimes wore red contacts, when she felt her own eyes were not enough to repel those who would dare judge her.
A leather bodysuit covered her from the light.
The light was cruel it hurt Elise not the physical kind but the unseen kind it was a fraud. It would shine bright with happiness then go away leaving you cold and empty. This Elise knew and never again.
She was hunting this night and her urges must and would be satisfied.
As Elise rode the bus, her mind flashes to her mother, a happy and loving spirit, full of the "light." She was being abused and used and would eventually be extinguished and killed by a pig of a male.
That was the first time the "light" had left Elise cruelly.
The next flash was of her, being forced to perform "chores" for this same man in order to survive and be fed. She endured these tortuous and unspeakable acts by listening to her music via headphones and memorizing every note and word of every song that played.
As weeks and months pass, the pain and hurt, slowly became Elise's friend and the "light" again began to dim. Only this time it was the "light" inside Elise.
The day of her freedom finally came, when Elise boldly turned the tables on this blight to humanity that called itself her father. She relished in this pig of a man taking in some long and overdue pain, though unlike her, it did not comfort him. Her final goodbye to him was parting him from his man trophy as he begged.
She left him there to bleed out. That was the final time the "light" had slipped away...
Elise snapped back, finding that she was pleasuring herself.
Elise had just gotten into New Chicago. It had been a long trip from Neon City. She was looking forward to seeing the sites. She particularly wanted to see a place called the Spirals Nightclub. After some digging, she was able to find its location.
It was a three-story building. Music could be heard clearly all the way in the street.
Inside, the first floor had a dance floor and a stage. There were instruments on the stage but no people using them. However, there was DJ music being played and the dance floor was full. Elise could see on the second floor there were tables. They were all pretty full as well.
The final floor was where the DJ was set up. His voice made Elise's skin crawl.
She headed back down to the second floor. This time there was a woman down there that quickly caught her attention. She had long red hair, full of curls. Her skin was very light just like Elise's was. She was wearing a mask that concealed the upper half of her face. She looked very mysterious indeed.
This made Elise wonder if this woman could be a kindred spirit... Boldly, she approached her.
Nadia watched a girl she had never seen before walk right up to her. Ballsy, the redhead thought to herself. She looked like a goth, mixed with a punk rocker. She had all sorts of macabre jewelry on. She had rare, honey-colored eyes.
It was at that moment Nadia knew, she absolutely must put this girl into a trance and have some fun.
"Hi. I am new to this place, the new girl said with a flirtatious smile. "and you looked like somebody worth talking to," the girl spoke in a confident, but playful tone.
This was a surprise to Nadia. She was going to enjoy putting the girl in a trance, creating a blank canvas for her to create all sorts of erotic scenes on.
"My name is Nadia," she said, lazing back against the wall.
"Elise." the other girl said.
Nadia could not shake the curious way the young woman was smiling. At times it looked childlike.
"Ever tried hypnosis?" Nadia asked.
"No. I can't say I have," Elise answered.
Nadia stepped away from the wall. "Well, I think you should try it now."
Without giving the girl time to answer, Nadia took off the necklace she was wearing and began swinging it in front of the goth girl's face. "Watch the pendant, as it passes by again and again," Nadia spoke in a calm and even tone. She was a very experienced hypnotist. So she knew what she was doing. "With each pass, your eyes become heavier and heavier."
Nadia watched those unique, honey-colored eyes glaze over and her body deflate and slump where it stood. Elise's eyelids became heavier, her blinks slower. "Heyyyy whass goiiing onnn..." She slurs, fighting to keep her head up.
"Shhh..." Nadia says gently. "Just watch the pretty pendant."
Nadia had Elise right where she wanted her. Her eyes soon drifted closed. "Can you hear me, Elise?" Nadia asked, with a soft yet commanding voice.
"Yes," Elise said, in a voice that was even softer.
Nadia decided she was going to give Elise a taste of being unconfident and frankly, a submissive. "Good. Now, when I snap my fingers, you will awaken, but feel very unsure of yourself. I will look like the person you admire most in your life. You will look to me for constant approval and do everything that I tell you. Understand?"
"Yes." the goth girl replied, as her head and shoulders swayed. Her voice sounded very subdued.
"Alright," Nadia said. When I count to three, you will awake. One... two... three."
Elise's eyes came open and her head slowly rose. She looked straight at Nadia and said, "Mom?"
"Yes daughter," Nadia said smiling broadly. "Why don't you go over to that man's shoes and clean them? Do it with your tongue.
"Yes, mom." Elise proceeds to go over to the man and do as instructed.
To the man's shock and disgust, She begins to lick his shoes. "What in the fuck you doing?" the man barks.
"Sir, I--" Before Elise can respond, the man kicks her in the face. It topples her over onto the floor, in a prone position.
Elise scurries away, back to Nadia, who is quite amused.
With a smile, Nadia says, "I am very displeased."
Elise looks visibly wounded by her words. "I will do better mom. I will... I swear it!" she says, almost in a panic. She looks desperate.
Nadia spends the next hour or two, making Elise do, mundane and humiliating task, buying her drinks and stripping in the dining area. She eventually instructs her to stand in front of a table full of men and women and allow them to touch any way they choose.
And they do...
Nadia has been recording all of this evening's events, with her phone. She finally, ask Elise to re-dress and join her. Of course, Elise obeys. Nadia moves in to kiss the young woman and begins to touch her in inappropriate, much more sensitive areas.
Suddenly, Elise snaps out of her trance. She shoves Nadia away hard. This completely catches the redhead off guard and quick as a wink Elise is behind her. She has the stunned beauty's neck in position to snap it in a mere moment.
Then a half a second later, Nadia feels a sharp pinch on the side of her neck. She immediately becomes dizzy, then both her mind and body turn to a groggy, limp mush. "Ss... ssssss..." She tries to give the sleep command but the word simply will not form.
"I don't know what you been doing to me fire crotch," Elise hissed, "but NO ONE and I mean NO ONE, touches me there unless I want them to... "NO ONE!!" For a moment, Elise seems crazed... Then, she calms. "Now, it's my turn to play. But not here..."
End of chapter 1 of 2
This is a fan-made story written by DL77 and posted with permission!
The story involves Nadia biting off a bit more then she can chew... which sounds exactly like Nadia!
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