Chapter 4: First session.
Twilight kept a close eye on Rainbow Dash as she started talking her into a mild trance. “Just relax for now. Focus on your breathing, in… and out. In… and out.”

Rainbow Dash followed the command, her breath slowing down as she went. With her eyes closed, Rainbow looked quite cute, Twilight felt.

Stay focused, Twilight. “Now I want you to concentrate on the edges of your hind hooves. Feel how nice and relaxed they are, just lazily resting on that soft, fluffy cloud. Concentrate and just picture how heavy and relaxed those hooves feel. Just those hooves for now, feel it out and let it start nice and slowly.”

A minor twitch went through Rainbow’s hind hooves, but it soon passed.

“There’s no pain, no tension, just a warm and heavy feeling spreading up as you listen to my words. Just picture a warm sense of relaxation flowing up, up into your hooves, making them heavy and warm and relaxed.” Twilight kept her voice calm and even, doing her best to sound as relaxing as she could. Of course, given how a lot of ponies tended to get sleepy whenever she lectured, she didn’t need to make that big an effort.

“Feel the warm and relaxed feeling travel up your ankles, up to your knees, your thighs… so heavy and relaxed. It’s so easy to just let go and listen to my voice. So easy to let your body follow my instructions. Just let your attention wander to those warm and heavy limbs, letting go of any tension, letting go of any stress. ”

Twilight gulped. She put her hoof on her chest. Why is my heart pounding like this? It’s just Rainbow Dash. Come on, Twilight, you can do this. It’s easy, just like it said in your notes.

And just like it said in those adult books you ordered and then hid in the basement.

Oh, why did the delivery pony have to be so fast?

And why did I have to go and read those things so late at night?

“Feel the relaxation go over you, travelling up to your butt, working its way into all those tired muscles. So heavy, so relaxed. Feel your whole body sink into that comfy cloud, all the tension just evaporating.” Twilight reached up to feel her cheek. Her face felt flush as she went, it reminded her of the day she took her entrance exam. She forced herself to stop thinking about it. “Feel your tail muscles relaxing, just going soft and limp all over, sinking into that warm, blissful feeling.”

Rainbow Dash was limp all over. She was getting ahead of the instructions and relaxing her whole body instead of just the areas Twilight focused on. Is she really good at this, or just really eager?

Twilight steadied herself again. “Now this warm and heavy feeling travels up, up into your crotch and over your belly. Your hind legs are completely immobile now, just heavy and relaxed. You can’t move them at all, and trying only makes you relax more. The tension to move stops before you can do anything, and that’s okay. I want you to test this, at my signal. I’m going to count to three, and at the count of three, you will reach out and try to move your hind legs just once. They will remain in place, the muscles will not tense up, and you’ll know that you can let go and relax. Ready?”

No answer came.

“One. Two. Three.”

Rainbow Dash’s jaw was already hanging slack, her wings and forelegs draped over the cloudy couch. Twilight blushed at the sight. I never knew she was so muscular. Even relaxed, I could make a perfect anatomical reference image. I’ll bet she’s got a mean thrust in those hips… She shook her head as Rainbow remained paralysed. “Very good. Now feel this relaxation wash over your chest, your arms, and your wings. Your whole body is just letting go, and so is your mind. You’re doing great, following all my commands, and it feels good to obey.” Don’t rush it, you amateur!

Rainbow Dash sighed, and what little tension was left in her wings dropped, leaving them lazily hanging over the edge of the cloud’s surface.

“And finally, your face. Feel your face relaxing, your jaw unclenching, ears drooping. Your whole body is heavy and relaxed, and safe. It’s open to my words, and concentrating on my words alone. What I say goes straight to your mind without any hesitation or thought. You can let go and let me put thoughts in your head, just to help or for harmless fun. While you are like this, you will be my pet, and I’ll take care of you. If you’re okay with that, just nod.”

Slowly, Rainbow Dash’s head bobbed up and down.

Okay, just keep your cool. Don’t get carried away, Twilight, just do what you’re here to do. "In a moment, I want you to become just awake enough to speak to me, pet. I’ll be describing images for you to work with, and I’ll need to know if you are getting them all. At the count of three, your mouth and throat will wake up slightly, letting you talk to me. Your mind will still be heavy, relaxed and open, but you’ll be able to tell me how open. One, two, three. Are you with me, pet?”

“Yesss,” Rainbow’s voice came out slurred, her breathing had slowed down to barely four a minute, maybe three and a half.

Twilight caught herself staring. It’s perfect. Textbook example of deep trance, literally. On her first try, even. On my first try, even. Argh, don’t rush it, Twilight, you’re not here to live out some sick fantasy. It’s bad enough you practically bribed her with that hoof cream.

Stop enjoying this and just get on with it. You’re both straight, anyway.

“I want you to imagine you’re standing in White Tail Woods, in the fall. You’re surrounded by the sight of orange leaves and the smell of maple syrup. Push your hooves into the forest floor for me, and hear the rustling of the leaves. Can you hear it clearly, pet?”

“Yes,” Rainbow Dash whispered, her face still an emotionless mask.

“Good. Now I want you to walk up to one of those trees and put a drop of syrup on your hoof. Look at it closely, the golden shine in the sunlight. Have a smell. Can you tell me what it smells like, pet?”

“Bitter.” Rainbow Dash scrunched her nose, a sure sign of the suggestion sinking in.

Twilight gulped and stretched out her arms and wings just to get the blood flowing normally again.“Very good, pet. Now take a little lick of it. Feel it on your tongue. Can you taste the bitterness, pet?”

Rainbow swallowed and grimaced slightly. “Yes.”

“Very good.” Twilight mentally checked off ‘bitter’ for taste visualisation, then ‘orange’ for colour visualisation. “Let’s try something a little more enjoyable, then. I want you to picture yourself in a nice, warm bath, like at the spa. See the mirrors around, clouded by vapours. Hear the steam rise up, no other ponies around at this time. Look around this huge bath and feel the warmth seeping into you.”

“Hmm…” A smile crept up Rainbow Dash’s lips.

Twilight’s nostrils flared as that heightened alicorn sense of smell picked up on pegasus sweat. Very vivid daydream there. Then again, she is used to having to feel out her body, and the cold of the upper atmospheres. She mentally steeled herself. Time to get to the nitty-gritty of it.

“I want you to concentrate on your nether regions, pet. Feel the warmth slipping into your outer lips, your inner lips, and your – “ She nearly choked on the word. “ -- clitoris. You may feel your folds opening, that’s okay, too. Just let it happen and let the warmth seep in.”

Rainbow Dash grimaced, then blushed. Twilight followed suit as a fold between Dash’s legs started slowly opening, letting off a musky smell into the room. It made her nose curl, and something in her stomach felt empty all of a sudden. Rainbow Dash didn’t break trance, though, so Twilight persisted.

“Just keep breathing for me, pet. Nice and relaxed, it won’t go too far. It’s just a sliver of warmth in a place that needs it. And it feels good, doesn’t it?” Twilight blushed, thankful Rainbow’s eyes remained firmly shut.

“Y-yeah… ‘sgood.”

“Very good, pet.” Twilight extended her hoof, then stopped herself. Don’t pet her, you idiot, it’s just a game. You’re supposed to be helping her, you nearly snapped her out of it. Okay, keep it together, Twilight. Just stick to the schedule. She’s clearly very deeply under, she’s very good at what she’s doing, you just need to do two more things and then you’re done.

Twilight took a deep breath to steady herself. “Now I want you to get out of the bath. Feel your body rising up, drying off without any help, still feeling a little warm, still feeling relaxed. Right in front of you, you’ll see a door. Walk up to it and put your hoof on the handle, but don’t enter yet. At the other side of this door is your centre of control. It is where all the things in your mind are laid out, a room that is a reflection of yourself. From there, your body can be controlled, your memories can be accessed, and negative thoughts can be eliminated. At the count of three, you are going to walk through this door and into your control centre. You will describe it to me as you look around, and then we’ll start looking for the switches we need. Ready?”

Rainbow’s face remained passive. “Ready.”

Here goes nothing. “One. Two. Three. Walk through the door, tell me what you see.”

Rainbow Dash’s eyes clenched shut harder, a sign of her concentrating. “Bedroom. Big pillar in the middle with buttons, Wonderbolts posters all around. Couple of doors, books all over the floor. One that’s got a picture of me in the centre. And a doll that looks like me. It’s got needles in it, especially the hooves.”

That set off a few alarm bells in Twilight’s head. “Good, do not approach the doll. The doll is fine, you can leave it where it is and it will not go where it isn’t wanted.” I hope. If that’s what her traumas look like, I can’t risk breaking through that on a first session. “Just head towards the pillar and look for a button labelled ‘record’. It’s a nice, big, red button, flashing brightly.”

“Found it.”

Hoo boy, I hope I’m right about this. “Good, pet. At the count of three, I’m going to tell you to push that button, and it’ll stop flashing. When it does, anything that I say will be blocked out of your conscious mind. Your subconscious will still be aware of it, you will still follow commands given after you wake up, but you will not be aware of them. When you push this button, you submit to everything I say and you will not remember. You’ll be giving me full control. Do you understand and do you trust me with this?”

Twilight kept her eye on Rainbow’s chest. If she didn’t know any better, she’d have sworn that Rainbow’s heart skipped a beat.

“I do.”

“All right, pet. At the count of three, I’ll tap your forehead. When I do, I want you to push the button. One, two, three.”

Twilight tapped Rainbow Dash’s forehead, and Rainbow’s face went completely slack.

Twilight’s breath quickened as her eyes darted over Rainbow’s form.

It worked. It really worked. She’s gone, she’s totally under. Of course it worked, silly, it’s what you planned. Now you just have to add those other suggestions she wasn’t supposed to remember, and then she’ll wake up feeling like a million bits.

Rainbow Dash opened her eyes. Her breath quickened, along with her heartbeat. Twilight was staring down at her, a worried look on her face. “Are you okay, Rainbow?”

Rainbow Dash rubbed her head and sat up slowly. She gulped down a glass of orange juice that floated towards her at her friend’s command. “Yeah, I’m… I’m fine. I feel woozy, but good.”

Twilight’s worry faded somewhat. “And what do you remember about the trance? What did I make you taste?”

Rainbow groaned and stretched out, flexing her wings to get them to wake up again. She licked her lips a few times. “You made me taste something bitter, I think it was tree sap from White Tail Woods. Then the warm bath in the spa, then the control room. Then you made me hit a button so I wouldn’t remember.”

Twilight levitated a scroll and quill in front of her and marked something. “Okay, good. And what’s your trigger for returning to trance?”

Rainbow Dash raised an eyebrow. “Umm… did you put that in me when I wouldn’t remember? Because I don’t.”

Another check on the list, and Twilight smiled. “Just relax and try to go back into that control room. See anything new?”

Rainbow Dash closed her eyes. “Huh. There’s a couple of scrolls there. One of them’s open. It says ‘Dive down deep, pet’.” She caught herself wobbling, shaking her head to clear a sudden rush of vertigo. “Woo, okay, that one works. I thought I wasn’t supposed to remember that sort of thing?”

Twilight smiled and shook her head. “That’s with mind control magic. Hypnosis has its limits, unless you do something really extreme to break the subject’s resistance. If anything ever happens that really goes against what you want, you’ll be able to remember even if I told you not to. Are the other scrolls open?”

Rainbow slowly opened her eyes and shook her head. “No. They’re sealed. I think I can open them if I want, but… I don’t really feel like it. Is that supposed to happen?”

“That’s perfect, it’s exactly how it should be. You should enjoy the triggers just fine, then. You can practise using that to relax, and it’ll make it easier for me to put you under later.” Twilight turned and headed for the door. “You shouldn’t have any trouble moving around, but try not to go too fast. Your body will be a little sluggish at first.”

Rainbow Dash checked it with a few cursory flaps of her wings. “Got it. I can still do my routine now, though, right?”

Twilight considered it for a moment. “If it’s something you usually do after a nap, no problem. Deep trance like that is about the same as a deep sleep, so just give your body time to wake up and you’ll be fine.”

Rainbow nodded. “Okay. Guess I’ll see you around? Or do you need another flying lesson?”

Twilight winced embarrassedly. “Eheh, I think I’ll wait until the bruises from last time clear up. No offense.”

Rainbow Dash chuckled. “None taken. Just make sure you brace yourself when you land and don’t let your wings take all the pressure.”

Twilight opened the door, hesitating for a moment. “I’ll try to keep that in mind.”

“And Twilight?”

Twilight turned for a moment. “Yes?”

“Thank you. I feel a lot better now.”

Twilight smiled. “That’s what friends are for. Take care.”

With that, Twilight was out the door. She spread her wings and flew off the porch, then glided along a gentle breeze, keeping herself aloft with just the right amount of calculated flaps she needed to keep from plummeting. After a short flight, she landed on her balcony at the library. She called out to Spike, let him know she was home, then calmly entered her room as he went back to his usual business. She grasped a few pillows in her magic and piled them up on her bed.

Then she plunged her head into the pillows and screamed. “What have I done? What have I done? I just hypnotised my friend, I took control of her mind and I put… that in her head! Sure, I didn’t use magic, but I still took over her mind. What was I thinking? I’m not a therapist! Why did I even offer to do it? I should have kept quiet, I should have told her to see a doctor.”

She stopped herself for a moment, before rolling over to stare at the ceiling. She became acutely aware of her belly rising up and down as she caught her breath. “Okay, Twilight, get a grip. You just talked to Rainbow Dash, and she followed your instructions. If she didn’t like it, she wouldn’t have gone along with it. She enjoyed it, so it’s okay. She didn’t break trance when you put those suggestions in her, which means she’s fine with it. She looked better afterwards, she’ll have a good workout once the sluggishness wears off, and you can help her more if you keep doing it.”

The train of thought reached its logical conclusion. “She wanted me to help, and she’ll get a lovely surprise tonight to move her along. It won’t matter that much if I keep helping her. Rainbow Dash is enjoying it. Rainbow Dash is enjoying it.”

“Twilight? Did you call me?”

Twilight jumped up to land on her hooves with a shriek. Spike jumped up in surprise, nearly falling back on the stairs. “Whoa there, sister. What’s got you so excited?”

“I am not excited, Spike, I am distracted. And no, I didn’t call for you. I was just going over some of the things I still had to get in order for my next experiments.” She walked down the stairs with the dragon in her wake, her mind still lingering to Rainbow Dash.

Spike scratched his head, trying to piece that bit of information along with what little he’d heard. “Oh, so Rainbow Dash is going to help?”

Huh. Maybe she could be more than a gauge for deep trance. Maybe she could be an experimental subject. That would work out nicely, actually. I could finally get into purple magic without having to bother Cadence about it. Twilight stopped to think when she reached the end of the stairs. “You know, it’s funny, I completely forgot to ask. But I’m sure she’d love to help, if she has the time.” Twilight’s mind reeled with the possibilities as she opened the door to the basement.

I can get all the books I need by mail order, nopony would suspect a thing. Yeah… Rainbow Dash would be perfect for that kind of experiment. She might not want to, though. I’d have to keep the details a secret, or the experiment would be void.

A stray thought silenced that doubt as Twilight descended into the basement.

I guess I’ll just have to be very persuasive. And besides, it’s not bad if she enjoys it.

I suppose… I could just keep making her enjoy it.

That would be okay, wouldn’t it?

Rainbow Dash lay in her bed, enjoying the mild burn of the day’s exertions. Her right hind leg was pleasantly stiff from her workout, her forelegs felt nice and heavy, and her wings had once again earned a good rest. That hypnosis session with Twilight had turned out to be as potent as ten power naps, at least.

Her mind wandered to all the other things she had to keep track of. Tank was in his little den on the ground, he had plenty of food. Her work schedule for tomorrow was on the kitchen table, her food was ready and waiting in the fridge. She’d checked her nutrition schedule, her workout schedule, every schedule she had and normally didn’t bother checking at all.

Guess Twilight put that in my head, too. Well, that’s not too bad, if it keeps me focused.

She still couldn’t get to sleep, though. She just lay there on her back, staring at the ceiling.

Something tingled in between her hind legs. A pleasant warm pressure was building there, like something rubbing her sensitive mound up and down.

Rainbow Dash looked at the source of the pressure. She was stroking herself. The outer folds that hid her lips had already opened, leaving her marehood on full display. Heat began building inside her, with that stray hoof gently exploring her body.

Whoa, okay, that’s a first. So that’s what Twilight didn’t want me to remember. I’m… I’m masturbating? She’s forcing me to masturbate?

Surprise and confusion fought for a moment in Rainbow’s head, before she decided to let go.

Just chillax, Rainbow. You wanted this. This’ll be good, most fillies start doing this when they’re way younger than you.

Rainbow Dash kicked the covers off of her and spread her legs to get better access. The one hoof that had started this was carefully exploring her outer lips, the other pushed in a little deeper and started massaging the inner ones. Rainbow’s mind filled with words that felt off and alien, like ‘clitoris’ and ‘labia’. A schematic of what her sex looked like flashed before her eyes, with the scientific names indicated in large, friendly letters.

Count on Twilight Sparkle to make masturbating sound like a science project. She chuckled to herself.

Rainbow Dash smiled at the sensations running through her body, her hooves and hips acting on their own. She found a little nub inside of her, one that quickly swelled and sent tingles of pleasure up her spine, one she knew as her clitoris thanks to the suggestions Twilight had planted in her. Still her body felt chained, pent up.

Come on, Rainbow, just come already. You know you’re supposed to, what are you waiting for?

She stroked and rubbed harder, but to no avail. Her body went on edge, but her clumsy attempts at self-gratification yielded nothing.

This isn't working. How do other girls do this? They think about sexy stuff happening. Sexy… like sexy guys. Like Thunderlane. Yeah, that’d work.

She closed her eyes and continued stroking, before taking a deep breath to relax and picture the stallion she’d once dated. His firm body, those kind hooves, big wings holding her… it still didn’t bring her the relief she wanted.

Rainbow Dash grimaced. “Dive down deep, pet.”

The wave of relaxation hit, just as she thought it would, and it made Thunderlane’s body feel heavier and more real. She could feel him press into her, the warmth of his body on hers, that soft fur stroking along hers as they shared a warm embrace. She could even smell the lavender soap he used to wash.

She stroked and bucked and fantasised for what seemed like forever. Eventually, her throat went dry and her arms tired. She groaned in frustration as her trance broke. Rainbow Dash turned on the lights and went into her kitchen for a drink.

With her cloud home basically being one big room with walls only on the outside – except for her bathroom, of course – she never had any trouble walking around in the dark. A few smaller light bulbs in strategic places let her bathe her interior in the dim light of dusk, rather than the biting sting of full dawn.

Rainbow Dash sighed while her brain got back to the matter at hand. She was in the entrance to the kitchen. Furnace on the far right, with black sheets of metal marking the hot plates on the cloud. Oven right around the corner. Table in front of her, with a pair of small chairs made of the same cloud material the rest of the place was made of. Cupboards on the left, along with a sink.

What was I doing here, again?

Then she spotted the fridge in front of her. With her thoughts collected, Rainbow Dash got a glass of cold milk and downed it. It still tasted like milk, much to her relief. Twilight hadn’t gone quite that far with her yet, though Rainbow Dash would be hard-pressed to describe what a stallion’s seed tasted like, anyway. She shook those thoughts away. She’d gotten horny because of a suggestion, she’d tried masturbating, it hadn’t worked. There was nothing else for it, she’d just have to try again sometime.

And she had to admit, fantasising about Thunderlane wasn’t too bad. Rainbow had fond memories of her former boyfriend, most of which were flittering past her mind’s eye right then. Only one thing nagged at her as they did, though.

Thunderlane always smelled like oranges. Why would I picture him smelling like lavender?

She rubbed her bleary eyes and went back to bed, flicking the smaller lights off. A few deep, relaxing breaths, and the thought was pushed back into oblivion.

Maybe I just like lavender more.

Author's Notes:

Yeah, I know, hypnotic inductions are kinda boring to read. That's why I added the trigger right away, so in the future there's more room for tension to build. I am aware of what real hypnosis is and how it's done, please don't point out any errors I make, it's still meant to be fiction and not a depiction of objective reality.