Vine lay on her bed, above the covers, dressed only in a bathrobe, her hair still very wet and the rest of her still slightly wet from a recent shower. The door to her bathroom was open, and through it she could see wafting billows of steam, hear the cascading hiss of water hitting the glass walls of the stall, and smell the florally fragrant scents of her favorite bath gel--all indications of her guest's use of her facilities.



Then, the sights and sounds abruptly stopped. Now, she heard the glass door slide open. And in a moment, she was treated to the heart-pounding sight of a tall, lithe, beautiful woman wearing only a towel and walking towards her.



"Thanks for the use of your shower," Lady Jade said, as she moved to the foot of the bed and accepted a proffered nightshirt gripped by Vine's toes. "It's been hell not being able to take one at home, with all the renovations going on."



"Any time," Vine said.



With no pretense of modesty, Lady Jade let the towel drop to the floor and put on the shirt. Then, she climbed onto the bed and stretched out next to her host.



"You know, that was some sparring session," she said. "All that practice is paying off. For someone who specializes in surveillance and intel gathering, you're becoming an excellent frontline fighter."



"That means a lot coming from the League's premiere martial artist," Vine said, blushing from the compliment.



Since Lady Jade had entered the room, Vine hadn't been able to take her eyes off the toned, athletic beauty with the green-highlighted hair. Now she noticed that her guest was eyeing her own appealing body up and down in much the same way.



"Is it just me," Lady Jade said, "or are we about to get into something?"



She began brushing her toes up and down Vine's calf. Vine responded by hooking one leg around her teammate's waist.



"Oh, it isn't just you," Vine said. "We're definitely about to get into something."



"Full disclosure, then. I know I come across as the alpha female, but...when it comes to intimacy, I'm very much a submissive."



"I won't say that's not a surprise. But it's definitely not a problem."



Vine reluctantly disentangled herself, then rolled backwards to the edge of the bed. From that position, she opened a nightstand drawer and retrieved something. Then, she rolled back to where she had been and held the item up for Lady Jade to see.

Four padded cuffs and loops of silken cord drew in Lady Jade's gaze. Her eyes widened. And a delighted grin spread over her lovely face.



"That's something new for me," she said.



"Really? As a sub, you've never been tied up?"



"You'd think so, huh? But, sadly, no. People I've been with had...expectations, I guess. You know, 'the warrior woman must be the dom.' So, I've never gotten to be the sub."



"Well, that's shitty. But forget all that now. Tonight's your lucky night."



"So it would seem."



Vine began the process of restraining Lady Jade. First, she instructed her subbish partner to sit up against the headboard (with pillows for cushioning) and spread her legs. Next, she secured a cuff around each wrist and ankle. Then, she used the cords to attach the wrist cuffs to the headboard and the ankle cuffs to the legs of the bed.



"Let's make sure you can't get away from me," Vine said. "Try to break free."

Lady Jade pulled, twisted, and squirmed. She could move her legs, but she couldn't get out of the restraints.



"A bit tighter, then," Vine said.



She pulled the cords attached to the ankle cuffs tighter. As she did, her fingertips brushed the soles of Lady Jade's feet. She was a nimble woman and well versed in the implements of bondage, so those touches were very much on purpose.



Lady Jade responded with a shiver, a giggle, and a shaking of her feet.



"You didn't say anything about tickling," she said, still visibly aroused, but with worry in her voice.



"The dom does what she wants, and the sub accepts it. That's how this works. Fortunately for you, I'm not into torture. But, tickling does make for some rousing foreplay."



Vine spidered her fingernails along the bound woman's toes and arches. Lady Jade squealed and trembled through wide eyes and a wider smile.



"Enough of that," Vine said after a minute or so. "I have better things in store for you."



She went again to her nightstand drawer. This time, she took out a singular object: a high-tech pair of goggles.



"Don't those belong to La Profesora?" Lady Jade asked.



"They do indeed. They're one of her spares. She doesn't miss them."



"But she'd still be angry if she knew they were missing."



"She would only find out if someone told her. And who would do that? You?"



"Actually, yeah, I would," Lady Jade said. "Unless...you made me not tell her."



"That is the plan," Vine said with an evil grin, as she put on the goggles. "Do you know about the hypno lenses?"



"I've heard about them, but I've never seen them in action."



"In the field, Profie uses paralyzing lenses on a person first. That way, they can't look away when she engages the hypno ones. But, I don't need to paralyze you, do I? You're not going anywhere, and I know you won't look away:"



"No, I won't look away."



"Good girl."



Vine activated the goggles and then stared into Lady Jade's eyes. Spirals pulsed and swirled within the lenses.



"Oh...oh, wow..." Lady Jade said, the spirals reflecting in her eyes. "W-wow...w-w-wuhhh...uhhhhh..."



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Lady Jade awoke from her trance. She remained in the same position she had been in when she had gone under, though she was no longer bound.



"Wow!" she said. "Just...wow! I've never...that much, or...that many times. Wow!"



Vine grinned knowingly. No longer wearing the goggles, she lay across the foot of the bed at Lady Jade's feet. Those feet were not still, their toes actively rubbing and gripping Vine's body. Lady Jade looked down the length of her body to see her pedial activities.



"Huh," she said, surprised both at what she was doing and at not being able to stop. "Oh, right, I remember. You gave me the suggestion that I couldn't stop until you gave me permission."



"Correct. So many excellent orgasms demand a price."



"Of course, Mistress," Lady Jade said, again initially surprised at what she had called Vine, but then remembering that she was under compulsion to say it. "But how long until the price is paid?"



"Don't worry. I'll release my hold on you soon. Well, in a little while. Well, eventually."



"Eventually?"



"I'm just teasing. We can't have the League's alpha butt kicker going around acting all submissive. I'm going to release you in just a minute. Ah, but you're such a good hypnotized slave. So fun. So sexy. So mm-mmm!"



"Thank you, Mistress. I need to ask, though, are there things you made me forget while I was hypnotized? I thought it was all coming back to me. But, no, it feels like I'm missing moments."



"About that," Vine said. "Yeah, I made you forget some things. Nothing you need to worry about."



"Will I ever remember them?"



"Nope."



"I have to be honest, Mistress. I'm not really comfortable with that."



"Yeah, I understand. And while fun is fun, I would never rob you of your memories...if I had a choice."



"What do you mean?"



"My assignment was to hypnotize you, and then brainwash you to carry out certain instructions without knowing that you were doing them. Part of that entails erasing some of your memories."



"Your assignment! Brainwash me! What the hell!"



Vine snapped her fingers.



"Relax. Stop talking. But, keep doing that with your feet," she said.



Lady Jade did everything she had just been told to do.



"It's no accident or coincidence that you ended up here with me this evening," Vine said, continuing her explanation now that Lady Jade had been silenced. "I've been studying you for a while--well, you and all of our teammates--and I targeted you based on what I discovered about your bisexual tendencies and your untapped, submissive, sexual nature. How did I figure out such private information? With both a Masters in Psychology and, as you noted earlier, an expertise in surveillance and intel gathering, it wasn't all that hard. Anyway, I scouted you, targeted you, and now I've done what I had to do to you. I know this is all very upsetting. Believe me, I know. But, don't worry. You won't remember all this bad stuff for very long. Because here's what's going to happen: I'm going to release you from my control; you're going to get up, gather your things, and go back to your place; you're going to go immediately to bed and fall asleep as soon as your head hits the pillow; you're going to sleep soundly through the night; and when you wake up tomorrow morning, you will remember only the good parts of tonight--the fun, sexy parts. You'll carry out your programming when it's time to do that, and you'll still respond to the triggers I've implanted in your mind. But you'll be blissfully unaware of those triggers, that programming, and everything I'm telling you now. All you'll know and care about is that we had an amazing evening together, and life is good. Now, with all that said..."



Vine snapped.



"...You can speak again. And, it's time for you to go."



Lady Jade got up from the bed. As she headed for the door, she found she was able to speak her mind, even if she couldn't stop herself from leaving.



"Vine, who's making you do this to me?"



"Our master wishes to remain anonymous to us both. I only know that I serve them. I have somewhat more autonomy than you do. But as I said before, I have no choice in the matter. I do what I'm told. I am their slave, the same as you are. I'm just aware of it. And I like it. I like it a lot. Maybe they'll allow you that same pleasure at some point. But not yet. Good night."



As Vine finished, Lady Jade reached the front door. She opened it, walked outside, and shut it behind her.



Vine sighed and smiled at the excellent job she had done tonight. Her master would be very pleased. And Lady Jade would be quite happy, too, come morning.



With those pleasant thoughts in her brainwashed head, she moved to lay lengthwise along her bed. She stretched, snuggled deep into her pillows, exhaled a slow breath, and drifted off to sleep.