"Now, sweetheart, when you wake up you'll feel the power of my truth spell take a hold of your mind, body and soul. You won't be able to resist telling the truth, during this conversation and only this conversation. Truth will spill unbidden from your lips and you will not want to resist it, will you, cutie?"
Madison's voice was gentle and careful as she spoke each word, always watching her partner's face for those little micro-expressions that betrayed abreactions or concerns that weren't immediately voiced.
"No, Miss." Bella cooed, her voice soft and sweet; flooded with affection, even in her deeply hypnotized state.
"And if it's a truth you feel will not be safe, enjoyable or pleasant to share at this time, you can say 'I'd rather not talk about it' because that would be true in that moment, wouldn't it?"
"Yes, Miss."
"And if there are any things which take your attention and draw you away, then this suggestion can fade away. It's only while you and I talk in this moment, isn't it, sweetling?"
"Yes, Miss."
"Good girl. Then back to me in 3. 2 and 1."
Bella's eyes flickered open and she pulled herself up cursing gravity and discovering her thoughts still felt a thousand miles away. It has hardly felt any different from being in trance.
Her head was full of fluff. Everything soft around the edges. But through the mist and haze of her disoriented state, Madison's warm smile was completely in focus.
"You look so cute when you're above me like that, just starring at me with that big ole' grin on your face! It's like I feel your love beaming out of you and into me." Bella adorably babbled, dosed not only by a truth spell, but by the power of fractionation.
Madison couldn't help herself but to reveal that very same beaming smile at the truth that her hypnotic suggestion had wrenched from Bella's eager and willing lips.
"YES! YES! Exactly!! Like that! You just GLOW. Like a battery. ---wait. Do batteries glow? I don't think they do... but it's warm. Like a battery pack. So I guess it's a kind of glow but with warm instead of bright, because you're not really like a light bulb or anything, you're more like a warm and cozy. Like a safe blanket. I just feel at home with you, because the warm is love and I feel that love and it is making me so so so very happy!"
Bella was vaguely aware of her words, though she knew well enough from experience that when she was this far gone that nothing would be saved to memory. The only reason she even knew this state existed was because people would tell her fond stories of all the Bellaisms she spouted while compromised.
As Bella babbled on affectionately, Madison became all the more delighted to just experience her in this state. Not just the fractionation. But the way she didn't pause to think about things. The ideas just plucked straight out without filter; except for the truth filter that Madison had installed. But lying seemed like too much effort anyway.
"Precious," Madison whispered in a gentle tone while the fractionated submissive nuzzled into her like a touch-starved kitten, "you're so adorable"
"Mhmm!" Bella agreed feeling a twinge of surprise from the fact that she did seem to find truth in Madison's statement, though it's easy to agree with anything Miss said, everything she said made so much sense, "But I'm not always adorable. Sometimes I'm like really stressy and serious or I'm all flirty and seductive. But that's not like me-me. That's more like me-when-I'm-like-that. Does that make sense, Miss? I hope that makes sense."
"It makes sense, cutie." Madison responded, her hand running through her precious' hair, "What you do as Miss Donna is not the same as what you do as my sweetling. I could never imagine wanting to kiss your forehead or call you sweetling when you're in Top Space."
"That's really kind and sweet of you, Miss, you're really good to me and I hope I do enough to appreciate you. I feel like I should work harder to show you appreciation, because I do appreciate you, I promise I do, it's just I dunno always the best way to show it." Bella rambled, swaying on the spot and blinking heavily enough to indicate she was still entranced.
"Oh? I thought you were under a truth spell, sweetling." Madison playfully shot back, "Do you really think I don't see just how much you adore me, precious?"
WIthout a filter Bella simply responded, "No, Miss. I tell you a lot and you tell me I do enough and I need to believe that, but I don't always believe that, so I guess I need to believe it, Miss, because I can't lie to you right now and I don't want to lie, because I do love you and I know you love me and this feels really nice and sweet and I don't want to ruin it by being a silly doubty-girl."
Madison chuckled and petted Bella's hair, "Oh sweetling, I do love you and you tell me and show me just fine, I promise. You believe me, don't you?"
Bella's shoulders hunched in and she blushed sweetly, swaying on the spot. "Yes, Miss!" she chirped.
"And you know that's true because you can't lie, can you?"
"No, Miss!"
"That's a good girl! Was there anything else you wanted to say before I took away this truth spell? I remember you said just how much you loved the idea of truths hidden coming out in hypnosis. And you know you can check-in any time. But are there any other things you wanted to say now?"
Bella's eyes shot upwards and her expression froze. For as fractionated and punchy as she was, her clever brain did have a way of keeping some scripts running in the background. Madison was used to her taking pause to check in.
"You said I can only tell the truth right now... is that right?" the words spoken had changed their tone ever so slightly. They were far slower than the bright and happy unfiltered squee of the past few moments and carried a low growl of flirtatious fervor. Like an audible smirk that laced every word with mischievous intent.
Madison watched her partner's face, the swaying had stopped and the eyes which were once pointed either downwards in submissive shyness or at her in fluffy affection were now fiercely locked. Until now Bella's motions were kinetic, flowing, free. Now she was focused and engaged, still like a predator preparing to pounce.
Even if there had not been a change in the tone of her voice, the shift in body language was a dead give away.
Madison raised her eyebrows and tilted her head, suspecting what was going to happen next and wanting to ensure there was a green flag raised, "I don't know, perhaps you could try lying and see if you can.".
"As you wish..." eyes remained focused and lucid, all signs of fractionation melted. Her shoulders relaxed and she raised up to full height, hands flourishing as the energy of the moment shifted, "Because I think you are absolutely and utterly helpless to my charms, my dear. I think you cannot possibly think of resisting me as my words wrap firmly around your mind and hold your attention. That's right, just like that, focused on me and only me. Knowing there is nothing you can do to stop me from lulling you into a soft, sweet trance. Isn't that right, lass?"
The words barreled out with firm intention and gripped Madison just as tightly as described, her eyes widened and her posture became rigid as she starred into her partner's eyes. Her smile drifted into vacant expression of surprise.
"Yes, Miss Donna." she replied.
Miss Donna smirked, triumphantly, "And you know your truth spell is still quite in place, isn't it, my sweet?"
"Yes, Miss Donna." Madison repeated, her arms sliding helplessly to her side, her breathing already slowing down.
"Which means you know every word I say right now is the complete and utter truth. You know it is inevitable that you will fall under my spell. You know that you are helpless. You are becoming more and more hypnotized with every word. You're already becoming so focused, so relaxed, so enthralled, and it's easy to let go, you do let go, you are letting go, now." Madison whimpered as Donna's words reflected her reality. Every true statement more powerful than the one before.
"My words are taking you deeper. My words are so easy to follow and obey. You must follow and obey. You will follow and obey."
"...yes... Miss Donna..." Madison whispered gently between lips that were barely parted, eyes starting to flutter gently, head being pulled towards her collar bone.
"You want to drop. You know it is the truth. You want to surrender. You want to submit. You want to let go completely."
"...yes...Miss Donna..." Madison repeated.
"Then you have permission. Sink for me, my love."
Madison surrendered to gravity and Miss Donna caught her, holding her close and tight, cradling her and petting her hair. "That's right. That's right... that's my sweet lass."
She planted a soft kiss on the top of her head. "I do love you. I trust you completely. Never doubt that. I could never lie about just how much you mean to me."
