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misscammiedawn · 1 year
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"I shouldn't be surprised you have this... and yet..." Donna mused, examining a thin white wand in her hand, admiring the intricate curls of its design and the engravings. All the while her grip delicate, as if she would shatter it if she applied too much pressure.
"Mhmm!" Madison chirped, nodding with a toothy grin, radiating joy so strongly that it lit the room, "I saw the Monarch's Orchestra when they were on tour. They had these replicas in the gift shop. I had to."
Madison was a huge fan of the Myth of Monarchs franchise and had been since childhood. The franchise was musical themed and one of the iconic symbols of the series was a conductor's wand. The Hero's Baton. A small lance of ivory with musical engravings looping around. In the game the hero would use it to conduct the music within the whistling of the wind to create magical spells.
Donna grinned to herself as she remembered her favorite one. When the hero would need to command friends and allies to move as needed to solve puzzles. She had seen plenty of fan-art that put an adult slant to that concept.
Donna adjusted her grip and swept her arm to the left in a flowing gesture, snapping her wrist back to center and punctuating with a dramatic flick before a flowing sweep of her arm to the right and another snap and flick. Madison followed the motion and broke into a smirking grin that betrayed familiarity. Though Donna could not tell if it was familiarity with the direction of the conducting or simply Donna's attempt at recreating the animations from one of her beloved video games.
"Oh," she playfully demanded, raising an eyebrow, "Was that supposed to do something?"
"Pausa." Donna firmly commanded.
Madison stopped moving.
Frozen with her arms crossed, her eyebrow raised and a teasing smirk which invited and beckoned for Donna's reciprocation.
"That's it. Frozen in place. You can just let this moment in time drift away, as you always do, knowing that when you're paused like this, my words just slip in unnoticed and you can follow them without thinking about it. After all, these little blips we experience? They're not for your waking mind. Your waking mind can just continue ignoring this and go right back in flow when we're done, but your deep and obedient mind, the self that always pays attention and follows my words and directions? That part of you is focused on my words and will find that when I state the name of the spell you will feel its impact strike you, that you will feel your body surrender to my magical control. That the limb pointed to with the Baton will be targeted and my conducting actions with the spare hand will control your movements and your body will be fully enchanted by my spell and will follow along in the way best suited to follow my actions, knowing you will maintain balance, that you will be a puppet on my strings, that you will be completely enthralled by my spell...
She paused a moment to savor Madison's frozen features, the little twitches to the corner of her lip betrayed the small amount of reality under the keyfabe. She was obeying perfectly and her mind was very good at forgetting and following. But even in the deepest states, eyes needed to blink and subtle unconscious reactions thawed through the ice of the freeze compulsion. Donna would have it no other way. The human was the one she loved. The enchanted plaything she turned into was a toy to be loved and admired and adored and turned into a mindless puddle, yes. But those soft reminders of her partner's enjoyment and enthusiasm just made the magic brighter. At least to her.
Possessed by a flooding of affection she pulled in and kissed her partner's paused lips before settling back and raising the replica baton in the air. "Pausa."
Only a gentle blink punctuated Madison's transformation from immobile object to snarky brat with a raised eyebrow and tempting smirk, her clever and trained mind not even registered that there had been a break in the action.
"I don't know, you tell me." Donna shot back, summoning the tone of voice she saved for when Madison was trying to press some buttons with that bratty manner of hers. "I'm surprised you didn't recognize the directions I waved your baton, my love, surely you would recognize the Song of Submission."
"Oh, is that what you were going for?" Madison chuckled, approaching Donna and lacing her fingers into her partner's, "Because I think it will take a little more than a few waves of a wand to enchant me, Miss."
Delicately Donna raised the clasped hand and raised the back of Madison's hand to press a chaste kiss upon it. "Oh? Would you prefer me to weave a spell of words rather than actions, my love? Would you prefer me to remind you how helpless you become when I will it? How there is simply nothing you can do to prevent yourself from following my instructions and finding your will leashed, tied, bound and owned by my firm commands?" As she spoke she released Madison's hand and began to tenderly stroke her cheek while holding her gaze.
Donna's words hit strong as Madison's lip retreated behind teeth and a gentle whimper escaped, "Please?"
"I could do that..." Donna mused, rubbing her chin and raising the baton with her opposing hand, "But I prefer proving to you that I control you so fully, so completely, so effortlessly; that I need not say a word to prove you are nothing but a puppet on my strings."
With that she aimed the baton at Madison's hand with intent and began to slowly gesture a rising motion. Her hand pulling up to the swell of imaginary music, fingers raised to punctuate. Madison's hand responded instantly, following the tempo of the unheard song and floating upwards.
"Oh would you look at that, my dear, turns out you are a puppet for me to conduct." Donna boasted with an air of triumph.
"...so it seems..." Madison responded, voice filled with bravado, "Did you cheat, my love?"
"Me? Cheat, lass? Take those playful little thoughts in your head and turn them to serve my purpose?"
"Tease."
"Always."
With another sweep of the baton she used her unburdened hand to pull in and make a fist. Madison's body jerked forward and gently fell into Donna's arms. With a kiss to her cheek, lips grazing the edge of her earlobe, she whispered "I do enjoy you like this, lass, completely spellbound..."
She backed out and with another flick of her wrist pulled Madison bolt upright. "That's it. Firm and rigid. Starring ahead... just like that."
A trembling whimper was the only reply Madison provided.
Donna slowly moved in and ran the tip of the baton against Madison's side, her spare hand running through her lover's light hair, pulling in to the scalp and making a fist. With a sharp hiss of bliss, Madison's head snapped back. Donna savored and used her leverage to expose her neck and savor a swift tease of teeth on skin.
Madison whimpered in the grip and trembled on the spot. Yet another of those gentle reminders that the binding spell was a product of their hypnotic shenanigans and not actual magic. Donna could do nothing but enjoy every blissful moment that reminded that Madison offered her submission as a gift, that her joy and blissful murmurs were well earned and not magically compelled.
"In a few seconds I'm going to release..." Donna whispered, slowly maneuvering the pair backwards towards the waiting bed, "And your body will go completely limp for me... falling safely to the bed and discovering you are still unable to move without the baton's magic." a few more steps and another tantalizing kiss yielding a euphoric murmur.
"Three... two... one... Drop." with that final word Donna stepped back and gestured dramatically. The strings were cut and Madison flopped to the mattress, hair splashing across the sheets. Donna positioned herself to find her line of sight and conducted her back to rise and back into the headrest. Every motion becoming intuitive, a dance between the conductor and the doll who understood the intent of each gesture and made the motion a reality.
"Oh my sweet lass..." she finally mused, stroking Madison's cheek and admiring her. "You obey so perfectly..."
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This post was inspired by a Tumblr post I reblogged earlier and the things I tagged it.
If you enjoyed this story please check my #Cammie Stories and #Madison and Belladonna tags for more hypnokink shenanigans.
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my favorite QL 2023 recaps: part 2 - Mark Pakin
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alvin-draper · 5 months
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mummer · 11 months
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just saw asteroid city last night, pls explain the proposed significance of the kiss!!
answering this publicly hope thats ok! cant do a readmore im on mobile *****asteroid city spoilers below beware*****
i dont remember anyones names so this is gonna sound partly unhinged. okay so the edward norton playwright and jason schwartzman actor (not character, in the black and white parts) are lovers right. tbh i thought this was kind of a gag and forgot about it. but later we find out that the playwright died 6 months into the production. i didnt make the connection that THAT’s why the actor-jason has to suddenly leave the stage and freaks out backstage about how he’s not sure he’s Doing it right. hes not talking about acting!! because he himself is literally grieving his lover while he’s playing a character who’s grieving his wife written by his lover so obviously it’s too much!!! actor-jason is trying to find meaning in his death through his writing but there isnt any meaning in death [gerris drinkwater voice] which is what the play is trying to say anyway. he doesnt think he’s performing grief right even in his own life!!! (and tbh it’s the 50s so he wouldnt be able to perform grief publicly anyway!!!!) the play starts with a car accident… anyone would search for some hidden meaning there, some sign…. so when he talks to margot robbie outside it’s not really about finding the CHARACTER’s motivations it’s about the actor himself being able to process the playwright’s death! and adrien brody director was probably also dealing with that too (him and norton seemed to be good buddies) so the whole “sleeping backstage” thing gets a bit sadder maybe? maybe everyone else got this in the theatre and im just stupid lol but crazy making stuff to me!!! the whole story is about sublimated gay grief that cannot be expressed?!?!
the tweet that caught me onto this was here which posits that the playwright’s death was a suicide but i think that’s pretty stupid and unnecessary because the whole thing about the play asteroid city is that death is random and meaningless. im pretty sure that’s what the alien represents— a shocking and absurd event that isnt outright evil or menacing, not something anyone can predict or make sense of, it’s just a thing that happens to you out of nowhere, it doesnt mean anything. he’s a little black figure, he’s death! giving and taking! aagh
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MMMMMM WATCHA SAYYYYYYY
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RIP our girl Wanda Childa, may she wander in our hearts forever
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a million deaths upon you gay boy
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