Trance-Script #11




Here’s the trance-script of the session I had with Mistress Lola on Sunday, April 7. A few weeks before this session, Mistress asked me to choose three fashion icons I’d like to emulate and supply her with some pictures. I chose Lauren Bacall, Grace Kelly, and Joan Collins. This session is the result. I am skipping our introductory greetings and the induction (the repetition of “nice” until I fall into trance).

As usual, Mistress’s words are in italics, mine in bold face, and my editorial comments in this san-serif face.

See yourself now
Stood outside a glass door
A mirrored glass door
See yourself as you are
A pretty little sissy
In your pretty little sissy clothes
You look up now
At the words written above the door
In stylish pink italics.
The words read
Madame Lola’s
And you know where you are now
You’re at Mistress’ salon
Mistress’ salon that turns little sissies into sexy women
Feel the excitement building inside you
As you feel that familiar loss of control in your body
The one that means that Mistress has control of you
Like a magic spell that possesses your body
And without any control whatsoever
You find yourself walking towards that glass door
Your body no longer under your control
And as the glass door slides open
Inside you can see so many sissies
So many sissies being turned into good girls
Just the way Mistress likes them
And there in the entrance
Waiting for you
Smiling
Weaving her magic over you
is Mistress
Your Glorious Mistress
In her sparkling silver dress
Beckoning you in with her finger.
Hear her voice saying
“Welcome to your appointment, Dani darling.”
“I have a very special makeover in mind for you today.”
“You see, this has been a special weekend at Madame Lola’s.”
“We call it Vintage Weekend.”
“When all of our girls get to have a fabulous makeover right out of the past.”
“From the fabulous Forties to the naughty Nineties, we have looks to suit every sissy.”
“And you’ll be pleased to hear that your Mistress has three special looks in store for you.”
“And what’s more, you lucky little sissy, you’ll get to choose which one to keep.”
“Aren’t I such a generous Mistress to you?”
You feel yourself nodding
Not sure whether you meant to or were made to.
“Now come, Dani. Take your seat.”
You find your body once again moving of its own accord
as you make your way to the seat Mistress indicates
and sit down.
Mistress snaps her fingers
and a squad of beauticians come rushing to your side.
You hear Mistress say
“Girls, give Dani our Fabulous Forties look first”
and before you know it
they set to work on your face.
Feel the makeup being applied to your face.
The brushes against your cheeks
The mascara on your eyelashes
Feel curlers being placed in your hair
The heat of the hair dryer placed over your head.
The wax of the lipstick as it sticks to your lips.
As the girls work, you feel your clothes being taken away
Removed from your body one by one
Until you sit there naked in front of the girls
but there’s no time to be embarrassed
because they’re already dressing you
Placing you in a black bra
Padding it to fill the space
Placing you in black silk panties
and the most wonderful black dress
Feel it as they place a belt around your waist
nice
and tight
as they put the black heels on your feet
and remove the hair dryer
Your hair bouncing into place.
The girls stand back to admire their work
and Mistress holds up a mirror
You look at the mirror
and see not the face of Dani
But a beautiful new face
One you instantly recognise
You’re Lauren Bacall.
The beautiful, bold sensation herself
Your Mistress bids you to rise
You feel your body standing, the dress feeling so good against your skin
Your Mistress commands you to form an O with your lips
You do so
and Mistress places a cigarette in your mouth.
She explains
“Every woman smoked back in the 40s, Lauren”
You suck on the cigarette
It feels good to have something in your mouth
And as you drag on the cigarette
It tastes so much different to what you expected
So sweet
and tasty
and sexy.
Mistress smiles.
“Do you like it, Lauren?”
“These are special Pretty Priss cigarettes”
“Filled with Metacalphalate-X to ensure your new look lasts forever.”

This idea comes from a posting on my tumblr blog. Here’s a look at it:


“And of course, it makes such beautiful pink smoke.”
“Why not blow me a smoke ring, Lauren?”
“You do know how to make a smoke ring, don’t you?”
“You just put your lips together…”
“And blow.”
You put your lips together and blow out the smoke
The pink smoke makes a heart shape as it leaves your mouth
and smacks against Mistress’ cheek
like a smoky kiss
She laughs.
“How very sweet.”
"How do you feel, Lauren?"

Sexy, Mistress and submissive

"Excellent"
The idol of the 40s"
"Men want you, women want to be you"
"Which is ironic, in a way"
Mistress snaps her fingers
And a girl brings out a full length mirror to show you your beautiful form
You admire yourself
You allow yourself a wiggle of the hips
and a pout of the lips
Every inch the Hollywood star
But Mistress makes you sit back in that chair
"Now I think we need something from the fantastic Fifties"
"Girls, get to work"
And once more you are stripped of your clothing
Your hair going back under the dryer
Feel the wipes as they remove the makeup from your face
Only to have new makeup applied
New lipstick added
New mascara on your lashes
Lengthening them
Strengthening them
The girls have a new outfit for you
Feel yourself being dressed
The fabric pulling against your skin
That tight black top
That long silky sheer skirt
The belt pulled ever so tight
The heeled sandals being strapped to your legs
The shawl wrapped around your arms
As the drier comes off your head
Revealing a new, blonde hairstyle
Short and sweet
And this time
When the girl brings you the full length mirror to see yourself
You realise you've transformed again
Now you are Grace Kelly
The gorgeous good girl

"Rise, Grace"
"Your Mistress wishes to admire you"
You feel yourself rising
Standing before your Mistress
You feel different this time
Not just in looks but in mind

[SissyDani smiles]

Not powerful and seductive like Lauren
But sweet and kind, the girl next door
As Mistress asks
"Who are you?"

[SissyDani curtseys]
I am Grace, Mistress

"Yes, a good girl full of grace"

Thank you, Mistress

"In such a pretty dress"

I love the way the skirt rustles

"And you have such a lovely singing voice, Grace"
"Will you honour us with a song?"

Yes, Mistress

You of course know straight away the song Mistress wants to hear
And you sing in a voice as clear as a bell

When I have a brand new hairdo
With my eyelashes all in curls
I float like the clouds on air do
I enjoy being a girl

The girls in the salon all clap to hear such a beautiful voice
Mistress smiles

[SissyDani curtseys]

"But we have one last makeover in mind for you"
"So sit"
You sit back in the chair
And the process begins again
The clothes removed from your body
The makeup wiped from your face
The hair drier put back into place
You wonder who you will be this time
As more makeup is applied to you
Bright red lipstick
Dark, bold mascara and eyeshadow
You feel a big heavy necklace being tied around your neck
Earrings placed on your ears
So heavy
Almost as heavy as the bright pink dress you're being put in
With big, heavy sleeves
Mistress notices you struggling with the weight
"I know it's a lot dear, but then they don't call them the excessive Eighties for nothing"
The Eighties
Yes
You were so popular back then
On Dynasty
And as the hair dryer is removed
Revealing a jet black pouffy hairstyle
You know exactly who you are
You're Joan Collins
In the role you loved the most
Alexis Colby
The role that always made you feel
So powerful
So in control
So dominating
And as you look around the salon
At all the other sissies
You know you could have them
Control them
Improve them
As you rise for Mistress
and look at yourself in the mirror
"What do you think, Joan?"

I am in control, I am dominating.
"Have those sissies serve me!"

"A woman used to getting what she wants"
You hear the sissies simpering as they hear those words
You're a woman that could rule the world
By Mistress' side, of course

Of course

Mistress commands you to strut your stuff
You do so, in heels that were built to scream 'power'

I move forcefully and gracefully in my heels...stroking the cheeks of the
sissies around me

You see them cower and quiver at your touch
and that excites you

Such lovely darlings

Mistress snaps her fingers at you
And you stop
Returning to your seat
Sitting down
And feeling the transformation fading
Fighting to remember your name
You are Joan
Or are you Lauren?
You might even be Grace
In your head their images swirl around
Swirling
Each one looking so amazing
So beautiful
So you
You can just hear Mistress' voice
"Now it's time for your choice, dear"
"Are you Lauren Bacall, the sexy seductress who no man can resist?"

Must I choose?

"Are you Grace Kelly, the good girl who serves her Mistress faithfully with a smile?"
"Or are you Joan Collins, the powerful and ruthless dominatrix?"

I suppose I must choose
The memory of being each fills my mind...
"I choose Lauren Bacall, Mistress"

Lauren Bacall
The beautiful, sensational Lauren Bacall
You are irresistible to men and women alike
You use your feminine charms to attract others to serve your Mistress
And as you look in that mirror once more
You see yourself as your true self
As Lauren Bacall
Your thoughts changing to match your new form
Wanting to seduce
Needing to be admired
Wanting only to attract and delight and bring more slaves to Mistress
"Now tell me one last time"
"Who are you?"

I am Lauren Bacall, Mistress
And I gesture and the sissies come to me

Enraptured by your beauty
You kiss them
Tease them

[SissyDani kisses]

Play with their attraction

[SissyDani kisses
SissyDani kisses]
I smooth my hands over their bodies

And now it's time to leave Madame Lola's
but for the rest of our talk
You will be Lauren Bacall
Think as Lauren
Look like Lauren
Act like Lauren
As you wake up in 3
2
1
Well, how did you enjoy that, Lauren?

That was magnificent, Mistress!
[SissyDani blows smoke]

I still felt like Lauren Bacall (or at least the version of her Mistress had planted in my psyche.) As usual, I could look at myself and see the real me...but, as in a dream, I felt something else. Trance and post-hypnotic suggestion can be strange.

[LolaVenus smiles]
I have to admit, I was very curious as to who you would choose
They all have their wonderful qualities
But I think you'll be amazing as my super seducer

It was a difficult decision, I admit. I almost went with Joan...but my submissive side got the better of me

It always does
And now
You're my little Honey Trap
I expect you to enchant others with your beauty and lead them to a life of servitude with me

Of course, Mistress!

That's my Good Girl

Will you hypnotize and transform them as well?

But of course
You know I won't rest until all girls are good girls and all men are good sissies

I'd like to have a sissy sister to play with

I'm sure you will find one
You could always advertise on your blog

I may...especially if you would write something for it

I will consider it
But first
Tell me who you are, and what you are, and the feelings inside you

I am Lauren Bacall, I am Mistress's seducer, her Honey Trap
I want to bring men and women to her to become her loving slaves and servants
I feel incredibly sexy and seductive, appealing and irresistible
I am happy to be such an icon of a bygone era

Excellent
Now speaking of blogs
I want you to make an announcement on there
Telling the world about your transformation
Tell them who you are now
and what your purpose is
OK Lauren?

Right now?

Yes dear

Give me a moment

It will make for a nice surprise before they read the trance-script

It is written and posted, Mistress

So now you all understand that strange posting “I Am Lauren”

Excellent
And in these last 10 minutes, I want you to savour being Lauren
After all
You are the most attractive woman from Hollywood
In the 40s, at least
Enjoy your body
Feel it
Embrace it

I love my curves...I love the way my hips move when I walk
I love the seductive smile, the heavy-lidded glance

Feel the desires grow within your body
The need to be touched, to be adored, to be admired
The need to be sexy
Like a good Honey Pot

I wait to lure someone to my trap
To make them mine and then yours
May I share them with you?

You must
You know that what's yours is mine
And when I am done with them
When I have made them perfect
Then they shall be allowed the pleasure of being with you

I can imagine the joys of a threesome with you and the toy I have brought you

Oh yes
Our bodies in perfect synch as we wear down the toy
Making them vulnerable to our brainwashing
Making them our slave

You could put us both in trance as we worship you
[SissyDani sighs]

Oh I so would
Two entranced slaves serving together

You know I always long for trance

I know you do dear
And that's why
As we say goodbye for now
You can be allowed to just feel
soft
and floaty
and trancey
As you just drift off for a while
Into a hazy
lazy
trance
Knowing you will slowly wake up of your own accord
And just enjoying the pleasure of the nice
soft
fuzzy trance while it lasts
OK Lauren?

Yes, Mistress

Good Girl
And of course
When you wake up from the soft, fuzzy trance
You can be Dani again
And back to normal
But for now
Drift
Relax
Feel nice and soft and hazy
And we'll speak soon
I promise
[LolaVenus kisses]

[SissyDani kisses and sighs]

See you soon xx

I remained in that waking trance for several minutes, until I changed out of the girly things I had worn for the session and back into male attire.

1 comment:

arielfemme said...

Oh my what a wonderful adventure. Thank you for sharing.
Have you had anyone ask to be in thrall to Lauren yet?