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Night was falling on Gotham as Dr. Chase Meredith entered the Gotham Plaza Hotel. That was no ordinary feat, considering the hotel was on super tight security. Hollywood superstar Emilio Rexon was in town to promote his latest movie. The Gotham Plaza was by far the nicest hotel in Gotham, so it was a fair assumption that the fans and paparazzi would be gathered outside. Emilio was known for his exquisite taste, and wouldn't even lower his standards to throw off a mob of fans. He liked the hysterical fanfare anyhow, even after almost 10 years of it. Chase had no problem |
| bypassing the high security though. She didn't even need to use her hypnotic charms. A beautiful woman, coming out of a chauffeured limousine, wearing a amazing evening gown, and a mink coat just looks like she is supposed to be inside the hotel, not outside. Chase strolled right to the bar. The security was so severe that it had almost emptied the hotel. This particular bar was usually packed with people trying to make the elite Gotham social scene. Tonight, there were just three patrons, Emilio, his manager, and Chase. |  |
| Emilio noticed her immediately as she walked in. How could he not? Not
to mention he was known to be quite a womanizer. He remained in conversation
with his manager, but didn't take his eyes off Chase. Emilio's manager,
Bernie, noticed his fascination. "'Mil, please, we are only here for a night, let's see if we can make it through?", Bernie pleaded. "Celibacy is for the holy and the ugly, Bernie", Emilio joked. Bernie didn't laugh, he'd been through this countless times. Emilio would pick some bimbo, do the deed, then Bernie would have to clean up the mess. There were paternity suits, rape charges, you name it. For the most part they were false, the girls were actively trying to get to Emilio, and were probably silly to expect a relationship with him. Nonetheless, Bernie was always left with at least an entire afternoon on the phone trying to figure out who to keep quiet, and who to pay off. Tomorrow afternoon was shaping up to be another one of the same sort. "Let's call it a night, Bern, I'll see you tomorrow.", Emilio said, as he got up to approach the beautiful vixen a few seats over. Bernie left in a huff, he knew it was no use arguing. |
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"I was afraid those security types would see to that I wouldn't
meet anyone nice tonight...", Emilio said as he approached the beauty.
As usual, he was met with a smile. Chase turned in her seat so she was
facing him, then extended a gloved hand. |
| to get back to his hotel room, and get her out of that dress. "Really, is that why I feel like I'm falling under your spell?", he said, with an emphasis on the flirt. "Well, in a way. It definitely explains why no matter what you do, you'll find yourself unable to look away from my eyes.", she said with a smile, but firmly. |
| "I bet I could look away to find the elevator to get
us upstairs", he flirted. "You can't. Your gaze is completely locked until I release it. Your completely trapped in my stare, transfixed by my eyes. I want you to try to look away now Emilio. Try to look away, and see how futile it is", she said, she was very serious. Emilio was getting nervous. He tried. He couldn't do it. He tried again. No luck. Now he was really nervous. "What are you doing?", he asked, quickly approaching panic. "I'm about to hypnotize you Emilio.", she said. "Wait, leave me alone. Bernie?!!", he said, almost in a shout. He was panicking now. "Shhh Emilio, Relax. it is going to feel so nice. When I count to three, you'll feel a warm wave of calming relaxation rush through you. 1- 2-3. Warm and relaxed. So relaxed." Emilio instantly mellowed out. "Wow, this is weird", he said quietly. "Relax Emilio. I want you to keep relaxing. Relax |
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| more with every word that I speak, with every moment that passes. You're beginning to realize that you are hearing only the sound of my voice, seeing only the sparkle of my eyes. Everything else is fading away. Nothing else matters. You know you are being hypnotized, but it feels far too nice for you to do anything but let it happen. Your will is melting, your resistance is fading....", Mesmera told the star. Within another five minutes he was her puppet, completely controlled by her. Chase had done this kind of instant stuff on people before. It always worked great for her. The key was to tell someone she was a hypnotist, then start with a very intense, suggestion driven induction. The subject's own preconceived notions of hypnotists usually created a great set up for her spell. Chase led the entranced star back to his room. This is where her real plan was starting to form. |