Detective Harwood escorted the upset young woman to the door and assured her that he would look into the strange happenings. She was the third woman in so many weeks that complained about the gypsy psychic on Main Street. It seems that their boyfriends or fiancées had gone to see her only to immediately break up with them for a relationship with an older wealthy woman. The last girl had actually suggested her fiancée go see the gypsy and two hours later he called her to break off their engagement. Detective Harwood wasn’t sure what he would find but he decided to start his investigation with the three men since they had all remained in town.
Detective Harwood finished his last interview and as he walked down the stairs to his car he thought that all three companions seemed perfectly happy. As he climbed into the car he thought for a moment that they almost seemed too happy. The women seemed perfectly normal but the men seemed as if they had overdosed on Prozac. They were sickeningly sweet towards the woman and almost too happy for their own good. As he climbed into the car he decided that the only way he could really find out what was going on was to pay a visit to the gypsy. He radioed dispatch and let them know where he was going.
The detective walked into the gypsy’s establishment and took a look around. The sign indicated that she had love potions, potions for making a man last longer, potions to break love spells, etc. She also did palm readings, crystal ball readings and all the other stereotypical things that gypsies were famous for. Detective Harwood didn’t believe in any of that stuff. As he was standing there reading the sign a woman’s voice said, “Good afternoon Detective Harwood.”
He was so startled by the way she had snuck up behind him that he whirled around quickly and almost struck her. She smiled at him and said, “You are really high strung detective. You should relax and lose some of that stress you carry around with you.” He found himself looking into her eyes and suddenly wanted desperately to relax and lose his stress.
Detective Harwood had become a callused hard man over the years and he was not accustomed to relaxing or relieving stress except with a bottle of whiskey. They held each other’s gaze for a moment before he finally became uncomfortable and looked away. Then she said, “So detective, what can Madame Ioana do for you?” Before the detective could speak she said, “Oh yes, I see now. You are looking into why several gentlemen who came to visit me suddenly left their girlfriends for older more sophisticated women. Am I right?”
The detective was slightly taken aback by her knowledge of his investigation. He said, “Yes, that is correct but how did you know that?”
Ioana smiled and said, “It is my job to know things detective. So what bothers you about their newfound loves?”
The detective was going to lie but he figured she would see right through him. Then he said, “When I first interviewed each couple everything seemed on the up and up. Then as I thought about it I realized the men were acting very strangely. It was almost as if they were on an invisible leash. It was like they had become the woman’s pet as much as her new companion. It left a chilling impact on me so I knew I had to continue my investigation. That is why I am here.”
Ioana held his gaze the entire time he was speaking. She was not sure if he was aware of it but his speech was slowing as he struggled for words. He was trying to put intelligent sentences together but he found himself getting lost in her stunningly beautiful eyes. He decided to break her gaze even if she thought him rude. He looked down and for the first time noticed that she had large breasts with a plunging neckline that was quite flattering to her body. Now he found himself staring at her breasts and getting upset with himself that his interview wasn’t going at all like he had wanted it to. He was still staring at her breasts when she finally spoke to him again.
“Detective? Are you okay?” She asked him quite innocently.
He shook his head and said, “I’m sorry. Maybe I should come back later. I’m not feeling myself today.”
She took him by the hand and said, “Nonsense detective. You have an investigation to conduct so let’s get your questions answered so you can get back to work.”
He allowed her to lead him into the room where she kept her crystal ball. They sat down with the ball between them. He said, “Do those things really work?”
Ioana smiled as if she knew he would ask that question and said, “I cannot lie to a police officer. All these things do is emit nice pretty colors to distract my customers. I would say I more look into their minds then I do into the crystal ball but the distraction allows me to see them clearer. Let me show you.”
Detective Harwood said, “That’s okay, I believe you.”
She flipped the switch and replied, “Oh I insist. I think it will help you understand what those three men saw. In fact you might find your true love if you’re lucky.”
Detective Harwood did not like the direction this was heading. He was accustomed to telling people what to do and it was uncomfortable for him to have allowed her to take charge of the situation. Then she said, “The thing I love to do when I’m bored is try and see the point in the ball where the color originates. It is actually quite difficult.” He allowed his eyes to wander down to the crystal ball and then quickly pulled away. He was just about to demand she turn off the crystal ball or face arrest when her phone rang.
She stood up and said, “Please excuse me detective. I’ll be right back.”
Madame Ioana had a switch under her desk to make her phone ring just so she could leave her victims in the room alone. She stepped out of the room and then watched the detective through a hidden camera. As expected he initially avoided looking at the crystal ball. Most of her subjects immediately looked into the crystal ball and allowed their minds to be drawn into the ball. The detective had suspected something so he purposely did not look. She knew eventually curiosity would get to him. After he looked around the room a few times and glanced nervously at his watch a few times he finally looked at the crystal ball. He reached out and touched it, got up and walked around and finally sat down and stared at it. The lights pulsated, swirled, spun and worked their magic. Even someone as suspicious and hardened as the detective would eventually lose himself in the lights. Ten minutes later his eyes were glued to the lights and he seemed oblivious to everything around him. Madame Ioana decided it was time to make her move.
Ioana walked into the room and allowed her scarf to gently rub across the detective’s neck as she went by him. He didn’t move. She sat down and put her mouth just a few inches from his ear and said, “Are you enjoying yourself detective?” She laughed as he tried to form words. Then she said, “No need to answer that. I can tell you what you were going to say because I know what you’re feeling. You are enjoying yourself. You have never felt more relaxed or more comfortable than you feel right now. This is a wonderful feeling that on ly Madame Ioana can give you and you wish to feel even more. It is easy to feel more if you listen to my words and follow my instructions. Nod your head if you can do that for me detective.”
Detective Harwood had never felt this way before. His mind told him that something was seriously wrong with this situation but he felt so free from all his troubles and worries that he did want her to take him further. He nodded his head and eagerly waited whatever she had in store for him.
Ioana ran her fingers along the back of his neck and said, “Somehow I thought you would say that detective. As you look into the crystal ball I want you to notice that amongst all the magical spell binding lights and designs that there is a central design. It is a spinning disc that starts out yellow, turns, orange, turns red and then disappears. The disc is spinning down into the crystal ball. As your eyes find the disc I want you to notice how the disc is pulling you into the crystal ball. That crystal ball belongs to me detective so you need my permission to allow yourself to sink into the crystal ball. Ask me detective. ”
The detective replied, “May I enter your crystal ball Madame Ioana?”
She was so pleased to see how obedient he was already becoming. He had no idea just how submissive he would be to her when she was done with him. She let out a little purring sound and then said, “Yes detective, you may enter. Let the lights pull you in and go deeper and deeper for me.”
She reached into his coat and pulled his wallet out. She found his ID and then said, “Good boy. Go deeper and deeper for me Steve and as you do I don’t want you to forget that it is my crystal ball. As the lights pull you deeper and deeper you find you are no longer in control of your thoughts nor do you wish to be in control anymore. Just allow yourself to fall completely under control of the crystal ball. That’s a good little boy Stevie. You now find that you are completely under the power of my crystal ball and that means you are completely under my power. Whose power are you under?”
The detective replied, “I am under the power of the crystal ball and that means I am under your power Madame Ioana.”
Madame Ioana loved watching her victims shut off their conscious minds and allow her to take over. She felt wet all over and knew the detective would be her love slave for the evening. First she would have a little discussion with him. He would not be sold to a lonely rich older woman like the other men. She wanted an ally on the police department and someone she could call for sexual gratification and Detective Steve Harwood would serve both of these functions for her.
She said, “Steve, you came here to find out what happened to those three men and now I will tell you. Wealthy older women hire me to hypnotize young studs to become their lovesick submissive companions. Your analogy of a hidden leash was extremely accurate. Those men cannot go anywhere, do anything or even think anything without their master’s permission. Those women now own those men’s bodies and minds. You will not be sold to anyone. I want you for myself my dear.”
Madame Ioana paused momentarily to see if he was resisting but he simply smiled with a blank look on his face. She said, “When you leave here your leash will extend further because you will be my ally on the police department as well as my companion. Your life will consist first and foremost of serving me and making me happy and second serving this community. You too will not go anywhere, do anything or even think anything without my permission. In fact anytime I tell you what you think your mind will immediately accept this as fact and what I told you will replace what you previously believed. Now tell me Steve, what will your life consist of?”
Detective Harwood smiled as the thought of belonging to this beautiful woman flashed across his conscious and subconscious mind. Without a second thought he replied, “It will consist of serving you and also the community.”
Madame Ioana smiled and said, “And you will believe?”
He replied, “Anything you tell me.”
Madame smiled at her handy work that sat helplessly before her. It was time to have a little fun and then send the detective on his way back to the station to close his investigation.
Madame Ioana leaned over and whispered into the Detective’s ear, “Steve, in a moment I am going to count to five, snap my fingers and you will awaken. You will believe that you were still waiting for me to return from answering the phone and will have no memory of me hypnotizing you with the crystal ball. You found yourself temporarily caught in the lights of the crystal ball but my return to the room caused you to look away so we could resume our talk. Only this time when you look at me your mind and body will be overwhelmed with desire. You will no longer care about pursuing your investigation and instead will find yourself dumbstruck with lust and eager to make love to me. ; Your eagerness to make love to me will overshadow anything else and you will be acutely aware of a newfound weakness in yourself. That weakness is the one we have already discussed. You will do anything I tell you, you will not go anywhere or do anything without my permission. Your lust for me is so great that my very words can alter your thoughts. I will know you were hypnotized to feel this way but you will believe that it is my beauty that makes you feel this way. Is that clear Detective?”
The detective had no resistance left in him. Her words penetrated his very being. Without any hesitation at all he replied, “Yes Madame, very clear.”
Madame Ioana stood up, counted to five and snapped her fingers. The detective, who was still transfixed by the crystal ball, looked up and then looked around. Madame Ioana spoke first and said, “I am sorry to have wasted your time detective. I had been waiting all day for that phone call.”
He started to say, “That’s okay, I just have a few more questions and then” but his voice trailed off as he looked up at her for the first time since being awakened from his trance. His mouth dropped to a half open position as her beauty washed over his senses.
Madame left him sitting there for a minute watching his mind and body react to her hypnotic suggestions. Then she innocently said, “Is everything OK detective?”
He looked at her and felt he was in the presence of a goddess. He replied, “I think so. I can’t remember why I was here.”
Madame replied, “Then let me refresh your memory.” Madame Ioana held the detective’s eyes for a moment and then said, “You were conducting an investigation as to why my customers had left here so happy and content and wanted the same thing for yourself. Isn’t that right?”
The detective allowed her words to register on his brain and rewrite his thoughts. Then she said, “And now you were going to ask me to look into my crystal ball and see if there is a woman for you to dedicate your life to weren’t you?”
The detective eagerly sat up and looked at the crystal ball. He replied, “Yes, that’s right Madame.”
She pretended to look into the crystal ball and then said, “Oh my. I see you already have someone in mind don’t you detective. You must tell her now.”
The detective squirmed in his seat momentarily and then said, “The woman I wish to dedicate my life to is you. I have never met a woman so beautiful, so intelligent, so stunning. You are a goddess and I am a mere mortal but I would love it if I could worship and serve you for the rest of my life.”
Madame waited for a moment and allowed his words to hang in the air which was thick with lust and desire. Then she said, “Oh detective this is highly irregular. I usually play matchmaker for other women. However you are very cute and I have been thinking of having a man in my life so I accept your offer. You will be my lover and my ally on the police force. When we are alone you will refer to me as Mistress or Madame but in public you may call me Dear or Ioana. Is that clear?”
Detective Harwood was momentarily confused. He was not accustomed to being told what to do and especially by a woman. As he fought to resist her control she gently unzipped her top and exposed a little more cleavage to the unsuspecting detective. As she expected his eyes locked onto her breasts and he obediently replied, “Yes mistress, that is clear.”
She then removed her clothes and said, “Now you will put that tongue to probing but it won’t be to ask those probing questions of yours. I want my entire body worshipped with your tongue. When you are finished you will go back to the station and close your investigation.”
As the detective got on his knees to lick his mistress he replied, “Yes Mistress.”
The detective could not get enough of Madame Ioana. He went to work on her body as if she were truly a goddess who could take his very life away if he failed to please her. Madame Ioana was very happy with his performance and decided he would be a good fit in her life. When he was finished she took him by the chin and said, “You were a very good boy. Your mistress is very pleased with your performance. After you go to the station and take care of your paperwork you will go home, pack your belongings and move in with me. I have decided to keep you. You will keep this picture of me at your desk to remind you that you belong to me. No go and do as I commanded.”
Detective Harwood immediately arose and said, “Yes Mistress.”
After a brief drive across town the detective pulled into the station. As soon as he walked in his fellow officers knew something was different. Detective Harwood walked by three officers in a row smiling and said good afternoon as he passed by. He normally never looked at anyone and if someone said good afternoon to him his reply was usually, “What’s so good about it?” The captain noticed too and said, “Detective Harwood, is everything OK?”
The detective replied, “Everything is wonderful. I finally met the most wonderful woman and I fell in love. As soon as I finish up here today I am heading back to her place.”
The captain slapped him on the back and said, “Way to go Steve. Finally a nice woman to crack that hard shell of yours.”
Detective Harwood quickly closed his report on his investigation of the three mysterious men and drove back to his house to pack. As he was packing Madame Ioana opened the door and stepped inside. He turned to see her and fell to his knees. She said, “Get up Steve. My pussy misses your tongue and I couldn’t wait for you to finish packing. Tell me how much you love me and then get to work on my pleasure.”
Detective Harwood eagerly bore his love and devotion for her and then even more eagerly went to satisfying his new mistress.