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Published: 2019-12-09 00:38:43 +0000 UTC; Views: 11012; Favourites: 96; Downloads: 16
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Paloma was not ready for this mission. She had managed to get lucky on one or two missions previously and somehow, the higher-ups thought she was ready to assist a member of MI6 with hunting down the mysterious Safin, a villian with no code or ethos, who makes no demands and simply carries out his actions with no warning. He cannot be ransomed with, he cannot be paid off, and as of yet, no one has seen his face or communicated with him. He speaks through a mask with a voice modifier that no one has been able to reverse engineer.Yet, here she was, in some far flung corner of the world, waiting to rendezvous with some world renowned British secret agent who had come out of retirement for this case and this case alone. All she had was a name and the reputation that went with it: James Bond. Old-school, shot first and asked questions later. Paloma was by the book: interrogations and subversion always before violence whenever possible. Information was more powerful than a bullet, she always said. She sat in the hotel bar, waiting for this man to arrive, and ordered another cosmopolitan, her stunning blue dress attracting far too much attention from random men trying to score on their vacations. She never saw the bartender pouring something into her drink, and by the time she realized the drink had been tampered with, it was too late.
Paloma woke up in a basement somewhere outside of the city, tied to a chair. She knew there was no use screaming for help, so she waited. Eventually, the door opened and what she could only guess was Safin appeared, mask and all. But when Safin got close and took the mask off, Paloma gasped. Safin wasn't a man at all, but rather a shockingly beautiful woman, with long blonde hair and piercing blue eyes. Paloma is literally speechless.
Safin is not though. "Hello Paloma of the CIA. Sent here to meet with James Bond and capture or kill me. I have other plans for you."
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This is Ana de Armas, the newest Bond Girl. Obviously, this is an MC RP based on the story above. I prefer to dom, but if we've RP'd before and you'd like to dom, I can sub as well.
My RP rules:
1) F/F only. Sorry, I'm a lesbian, so no men in my stories
2) Please have an actual hypnosis story with some semblance of a plot. If you just come in with "look in to my eyes and take off your clothes", you're not getting responded to.
3) Please let me know if you're looking to be Safin or Paloma.
4) any other questions or comments? I'm happy to respond to those as well.
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(Dammit, did the same exact thing)
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Paloma sits and smiles at her ‘host’ “I did have a boyfriend, but he didn’t understand my decision and tried to stop me. He was a dick and I told him he didn’t need to bother talking to me again if he didn’t want to be with me if I wasn’t a model”
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(Lol. That's a good one though.)
"Ugh, men are the worst, aren't they?"
*Safin notes that Paloma doens't refer to her as 'Miss Safin' and makes a mental reminder to continue to program that into her 'guest'. The two chat politely for a few hours before Safin takes her leave and Paloma is escorted back to her room. As Paloma steps inside and the door is shut behind her by the guard, the TV is already on, the hypnotic display waiting for her.*
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Paloma’s whole body goes slack as she locks her eyes on the TV, and she teeters forward, in danger of falling to her knees. She stares at it open mouthed
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*Safin knows Paloma's mind has been taken by the TV, but now she wants to see how compliant the CIA Operative is under the spell of the projections.*
"Take off your jacket, Paloma."
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The jacket falls to the floor as Paloma stares at the TV, her hands undoing the buttons without her even looking at them
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*Safin smiles as the black top underneath the jacket comes into full view for the first time all evening. It is tight, and fits Paloma's form wonderfully well.*
"I want you to say 'Yes Miss Safin' when you are staring at these pretty designs and are given a command. Do you understand? Slip ut of that skirt too, while you're at it."
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“Yes Miss Safin” Paloma mutters as she slides the skirt down, stepping out of it. Underneath is a pair of black lace panties. They weren’t her normal style, but she had found that they were the only kind which Safin had provided her
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"And now the top as well. Speak clearly when you are responding to my commands, Paloma. I want to hear you acknowledge that you are complying with my directives. No mumbling."
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“Yes Miss Safin” she enunciates clearly, sliding the top up over her head and revealing a black lace strapless bra
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"Very good, Paloma. Now I want you to walk around the room and pose like a model. The model you once were. It will feel so good to pose and show your body off again like you used to as you do. Face the TV as you do, and let your body remember what it was like to be a model, to be adored and desired, and how good that used to make you feel."
*Safin begins shifting Paloma's mind back to when she was a model, wanting her to crave that approval and attention from her superiors. That will make her even more desirous of Safin's favor in her outfits and her behavior from here on out.*
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“Yes Miss Safin” she begins to strut up and down the room, stopping at different points to pose and show off her body, facing the TV each time she stops. With each step and each pose she seems to grow more confident in what she is doing
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"That feels good, doesn't it, Paloma?"
*Safin asks, knowing what Paloma's answer will be.*
"Sit on the bed and let your hands begin to explore your body, let your hands flow over your skin as you explore how good it feels to have Miss Safin examine you like this, to show your body to her, to be a model again."
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“Yes Miss Safin. It feels good”
Paloma sits on the edge of the bed, staring at the TV. Her legs spread apart and she begins running her hands up and down her body
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*Safin watches as Paloma's hands move from the top of her boots, up her thighs, over her hips, up her tight stomach and chest, and over her neck and face and through her long brown hair, seeing her legs starting to rub together as her hands continue to explore and express how good Paloma feels to be seen again. To be desired again. To be admired again.*
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Paloma’s hands begin to gravitate towards her chest and her crotch as the thought of being seen and being appreciated starts to turn her on a little
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"Remember how good if felt to be a model, Paloma? How good it felt to be desired by men you've never met? How sexy it made you feel to model your body for them? Let that memory fill your body and your mind as your hands move along your skin. Let yourself feel how good that feels."
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"Yes Miss Safin" there is a low hint of lust in her voice as her hands continue to explore her body
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*Safin can hear the desire in Paloma's voice, even in her mindless state. Clearly, Paloma had enjoyed being desired by men when she was a model and this command had triggered that memory in her subconscious. Safin was content to let Paloma begin to work herself into a frenzy now, saying nothing as she watched the CIA agent's hands moving closer and closer to that waistband of her panties as those recollections of being a model flooded her mind.*
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Paloma's hand slips into her panties and she begins to play with herself, moaning as she does. Safin can tell that she is playing up the moans knowing that someone was watching her
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"Paloma, once you are past the point of no return, you will wake up from this trance, but since you are past that point, you will not be able to stop yourself from sending yourself over the edge. After that, you are free to continue if you wish, or stop, your call. However, you will wonder aloud why you did that and then try to figure out why you did what you did. You will also decide to sleep in what you're wearing right now, deciding these are more comfortable than your pajamas tonight."
*With that, Safin turns off the TV, knowing at this point, Paloma is too far gone to come out of trance early or to stop herself. She wants the real Paloma to climax, she wants to gauge her reaction, to see how she handles this when she thinks she's alone, to try to piece together what just happened and why she's just wearing this in her bedroom so soon after dinner.*
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Paloma blinks awake to find herself perched on the edge of the bed, two fingers buried in herself, and helplessly turned on. "What the hell?" she asks herself and she stands up, looking around the room confusedly, staring at her clothes on the floor and wondering when the hell she had taken them off. Then the burning desire takes over her body and she rushes into the bathroom, turning on the shower. She uses the shower head to stimulate herself until she climaxes, her moans echoing off the tiles of the bathroom.
After her shower, she takes a look at the pajamas sitting on her bed, but then turns back to where she had left the lace bra and underwear she had been wearing previously. She pulls them back on, amazed by how wet the panties were, but not taking them off. She climbs into bed and falls asleep, still scared and confused by the events of the night
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*Safin, watching all of this from her cameras, sighs. Not exactly what she had in mind, but still something that had ended how she wanted. She would have to be more clear in her instructions next time. The next morning, she awakes and, after successfully blackmailing a Saudi prince out of 15 million dollars, checks in on Paloma to find her lounging on the balcony in a bikini. Safin smiles and goes back to her work. At 5:30, the TV turns on and a picture of a black mini-dress ( www1.pictures.stylebistro.com/…) appears on the screen as the words "WEAR THIS" flash in the same hypnotic pattern as Paloma's mind had been defeated by. Safin sits in the dining room at 6:30 waiting for her guest.*
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Paloma is still confused and scared about the events of the night before, but she doesn’t want to disappoint Safin, so she puts on the dress, almost feeling it call to her when she opens her closet, and heading to the large dining room promptly
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*Safin sees Paloma's concerns on her face as she arrives from the elevator and sits down at the table with her 'host'. Safin decides to probe a little and see if she can illicit anything from the former spy.*
"Paloma, you seem upset. What's the matter? You look lovely, by the way." *Safin adds, knowing it never hurts to compliment someone who has recently been re-connected with her model-levels of vanity.*
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“Oh, nothing” Paloma brushes the concern aside, not thinking that what had happened was worth worrying Safin, and certainly not wanting to tell her exactly what had happened. She collects herself and puts on a smile as she picks up her menu
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"Please, Paloma. Tell me if something is the matter. You are my guest, I want to make sure everything here is to your liking and that you are as comfortable as possible. I insist."
*Safin probes, wanting to use Paloma's responses as a way to better hone her commands and strengthen her grip on the spy's mind.*
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“Nothing you need to worry yourself about. Just a bad dream I think” Paloma shrugs, thinking less of the incident the more Safin probes as she convinces herself it was anything but what it actually was
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*Safin nods. It clearly wasn't bothering Paloma that much. Safin noted that her instructions would have to be more careful about when Paloma would wake up or go to into trance, because waking her up halfway through the act clearly messed with her mind more than Safin had intended. She decides to leave Paloma alone for the evening after dinner that night and summon her for a walk the next day around the island.*
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Paloma receives the invitation in the morning and begins to dress for the occasion, but something stops her. As she’s looking through the spread of shoes, she realizes she can’t find any that aren’t high heels. She pokes her head out of the door and asks the man standing outside her door “could you ask Safin if I could borrow a pair of flats for our walk? I seem to have misplaced all of mine”
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*About 15 minutes later, there is a knock on Paloma's door, and a pair of cork wedges with a note that reads "I think these would be lovely for our walk. -- S". Safin knows she can flip on the TV and instantly have Paloma join her in stilettos for a walk on the beach if she wants, but she wants to give Paloma the option and see how Paloma's training is going so far.*
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Paloma sighs. The wedges would be far better than the heels she had previously, but she missed the pair of sneakers she had had before she had arrived here. She finishes dressing, picking a short white dress as she notices just how hot it is outside. She meets Safin outside the manor at the time given
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*Safin smiles as she sees Paloma coming. Safin realizes she never did train Paloma to always dress a certain way, just to 'look her best' for Safin. That's fair by Paloma to not want to wear heels/wedges then. Safin would get her there. But Paloma looked lovely as she approached, and Safin was just pleased to see her outside, her tan Cuban skin glistening in the sunlight. Safin greets her, and then the two set out across the island, using tree and tarp cover to ensure they are not spotted by any overhead planes or drones as the move about the buildings of one of Safin's many compounds.*
"So how are you enjoying your stay on the island, Paloma? Is there anything I can get for you to make you more comfortable?"
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“It’s been lovely so far, thank you so much for everything. The only thing i was missing was a chance to stretch my legs and explore more of this beautiful place, but obviously...” she trails off and makes a gesture to indicate that was no longer a problem
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*Safin smiles. Paloma had been trained not to think of escape, and that was evidence from her response. Now it was time to see what was still in Paloma's mind.*
"Have you given any thought to what you'll do when you leave the island? We're happy to have you stay as long as you like, but I assume at some point, you'll want to get back to your home and your life and your job before you came here to us."
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Paloma lets out a sad sigh “I guess I didn’t really want to think about that. There’s not a ton left for me when I go back, and when I’m here I don’t have to think about any of that”
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*Safin nods.*
"I understand. Well, stay as long as you like. We're happy to have you here."
*Safin looks over at Paloma and smiles. She takes a moment to drink in Paloma's body and how that dress conforms to her every inch, the slightly see-through nature of the dress accentuated by every bead of sweat that appears on Paloma's skin in the mid-day sun. Safin wanted to take her right then and there, but knew Paloma would resist and reject her. Paloma wanted to stay. Now it was just time to give Paloma a different reason to want to stay.
After the walk, Safin heads back to her work undermining world stability and Paloma heads back to her room. Safin watches her on the monitor and just as Paloma is coming out of the shower, holding a towel around her body, Safin engages the TV again, that same enchanting pattern filling the room of the captured spy.*
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As the pattern hits her, Paloma’s arms drop, the towel dropping to the floor, and she turns her whole body to face the tv as she stares at it open mouthed
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*Safin audibly gasps from her command center. This is her first time seeing Paloma's entire body, and it is just breathtakingly perfect. Perky in the right places, tight in the right places, shaved in the right places. It was clear that this island lifestyle had not affected her hygiene or her physical fitness. Safin makes a mental note to have some exercise equipment brought in for Paloma to work out. That body did not happen by accident.*
"Tonight, you will look your best for Miss Safin at dinner. You will wear the dress you were in the night you came to the island. You will do your hair and makeup they way they were when you came to the island. You are compelled to impress Miss Safin tonight."
(Just a reminder on that look: static3.srcdn.com/wordpress/wp…)
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Paloma finds the black dress in a plastic bag in her closet, freshly back from being cleaned by Safin’s people, although the reason for it needing to be cleaned seemed to have slipped her mind. She works on her makeup for more than an hour to make it perfect, wanting to impress, then puts on the black dress.
She can’t find the black heels she had been wearing that day, not knowing that one had broken when she had been captured, but she finds a pair of black stilettos that Safin had left for her, and strides confidently to dinner, drinking in the looks from the men walking the hallways of the compound
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(Don't forget to repeat the commands. You know i love that 
*Safin, as usual, is in her standard, unflattering clothes, but does possibly appear to be wearing a touch of makeup as Paloma arrives. Safin makes no reference to how good Paloma looks, but at some point during the course of dinner, Safin slips her right foot under the table cloth, her shoe gently touching Paloma's left ankle and rubbing it gently, gauging the reaction of the spy whle sipping her wine.*
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Paloma quickly pulls her left foot back under her chair, believing this to be a mistake. She shows no other reaction as she continues to eat her food
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*Safin nods to herself. Straight as an arrow. Still, that outfit is too good to waste tonight. Safin thinks for a moment of how to get what she wants from Paloma without just wiping her mind entirely in one night.*
"Paloma... Have you ever been with a woman before? Forgive my abruptness, I'm just curious if your past life ever required you to use your feminine wiles on an unsuspecting lady."
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Paloma turns her attention to Safin, a smirk on her face “and just why are you asking me about that? Something catch your eye?” She asks with a flirty tone to her voice
“If you must know, I’ve had both male and female... encounters. A lot of us in the modeling world liked to have fun together, and sometimes you get tired of the men”
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"Something caught my eye the day you arrived on this island, Paloma. But I assumed you weren't interested, so I didn't pursue it. Are you saying there might be something I may want to renew my interest?"
*Safin is wary of this change in tone from Paloma, but willing to see where it goes. If anything goes wrong, she always had a way to bring Paloma back under control instantly.*
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Paloma sits up straighter in her chair, her model self enjoying the attention that Safin is giving her “maybe I didn’t know that you’d be interested. Plus it’s been so long since those days that I don’t think about that kind of thing that often, except for these last couple of days I’ve spent a lot of time thinking about how much I enjoyed that life”
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"And what did you enjoy about that life, Paloma?"
*Safin asks, intentionally trying to draw her mind back to the other night when the TV made Paloma strip down to her lingerie and thigh highs and touch herself, remembering how good it felt to be a model. To be adored. To be desired. To be wanted.*
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“I felt powerful. I felt in control. People loved looking at me, and I could do pretty much whatever I wanted. All that mattered was keeping my body looking good. None of the... complications that came with my last job” Paloma’s mind is kind of hazy on the details now of what she had done for the CIA, or even that she had worked for them. She just remembers a long period of unhappiness
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"But what about when you were working for someone and they had the control? Telling you what to wear and how to pose and what do with your body? Did you like that as well, or was it just the power and the control you enjoyed?"
*Safin notes that Paloma does have the desire to keep her body looking good, which is a positive. Now she just eeds to figure out a way into Paloma's mind to make that bend to her whims.*
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“Depends on who I was working for. Some people just didn’t understand how to make my body look it’s best, but when I was working with someone who really understood what it took to make me look my best, that was great”
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"And how did that feel when you knew you were looking your best? When you were dressed to impress? When you knew you looked sexy and powerful and worthy of being desired? Of being adored? Of being wanted?"
*Safin tries to get Paloma to go into her mind, into her memory, to spill something Safin can use to play on her vanity and to manipulate her into fits of arousal.*
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