Chapter 2

  As Friday arrived Lara was really in need of another one of those wonderous sessions. She was stressed out of her mind and her finger near constantly tugged and curled at the end of a strand of hair hanging down her face.

  Ms. Baker who was looking forward to this new appointment just as much for an entirely different reason was just as stressed. The more she thought about that trigger she had left the more nervous she became that it might hugely backfire. Of course she could focus today on removing that trigger and start over impnting a new one next week but that would be a huge back set for her pns.

  Like always Lara just barged into the office and took her pce on the couch. Dressed to impress in her expensive skirt suit. The fact that she was pying with her hair when entering was a good sign for Ms. Baker. It gave her some hope that she wouldn’t have to start all over again seeing that her hypnosis from st week still affected Lara. Still it might still be best to start over anyways, after all if she screwed up she wouldn’t get another chance.

  “Good evening Lara, how are you feeling today? Have you noticed any differences in your week? How would you evaluate st week’s session?” Ms. Baker asked as calm as she could to this woman she hated so much. Megan had moved back home to her and her husband and after hearing more about the case and how horribly humiliating it had been for Megan, her hate for this woman on the table had only grown.

  All reservations she might have had about this whole revenge ploy were swept off the table. Pying with one’s hair was innocent enough but some of the things she had pnned weren’t as harmless. Yet after having Megan move in she only wanted to go even harder on this bitch. Sadly hypnosis wasn’t something you could rush, but every session would help into moulding Lara a bit more to what she had in mind for her.

  “Well it started out amazing I was completely rexed right after our session for a change instead of having just taken off the edge. When work started again I felt like it took a little longer for the stress to get to me, and when it did it was a little less severe than usual, but in the end right now I’m just as stressed as I was st week.” Lara answered.

  “Hmmm that’s great, I mean great progress that is. This therapy takes a while to ramp up to drastically lowering your stress. It also takes a while to get really long-sting effects that don’t fade after a week, but the fact that you already felt a clear difference is a great sign that this therapy will work wonders for you.” Ms. Baker said.

  What she didn’t say but what was also a great sign for her pn was that up until now Lara hadn’t noticed anything else than how the therapy had affected her stress. Ms. Baker hadn’t thought it would be any other way yet it was still a relief.

  “If you say so doc, all in all I have noticed better results than just the ranting so even if there are no huge long-term improvements, I think I’ll stay with this therapy from now on.” Lara casually said, not realising what she was agreeing to.

  “I still hope that we’ll be able to achieve some long-term progress, but if you really haven’t been as rexed as after st week’s session in a long time then I think it’s definitely worth it to continue even if long-term results stay out.” Ms. Baker said smiling at the opportunity it provided her.

  One of her concerns about her pn had been that if she didn’t make enough progress Lara would give up on the therapy. On the other hand if she really made a lot of progress Lara might deem that she didn’t need any more therapy before she could get to the fun part of her revenge. Right now she really got the chance to simply work on rexing Lara in session and maybe deepening the rexing effect of st post hypnotic command to keeping it’s slight relief in stress all week long, instead of having to continue to work on lowering Lara’s stress levels to the point where the therapy might become obsolete.

  Maybe she could even work on some negative reinforcement instead of positive reinforcement like with the hair. It was something worth exploring but first there was another dangerous moment with the trigger she used. Since the pying with the hair had held she decided she would try using it instead of losing two weeks even though it remained risky. After all her career and revenge were on the line.

  “Okay Lara, I want you to y back now and try to rex as much as you possibly can while I prepare to take you under once more.” Ms. Baker said pulling out the metronome and setting it out in front of Lara once more.

  Now for the moment of truth she thought somewhat nervously “Alright Lara, just like st week I want you to focus on breathing in and out with metronome. I’m going to count down and you will rex, three, two, Lara is a stupid slut.” Ms. Baker excimed, her heartbeat rising in an instant, fearing the worst before letting out a sigh of relief as instead she saw Lara on her couch with gzed over eyes in a trance as deep as she had been st week.

  A huge smirk spread across Ms. Baker’s face as she admired her handy work. She was overjoyed that it had in fact worked. Now it was time for her to get back to work on taking this trance deeper, reinforcing the trigger and her previous post hypnotic suggestion to make sure it grow harder to overcome while getting Lara to drop into a deeper more mouldable trance next time she used the trigger.

  “Good Lara, now that you are back to being so deeply and pleasantly rexed I want you to remember everything we discussed when you st felt this good. I want you to recount how pying with your hair will take the sharpest edge off your stress, while you think about that I want you to let the metronome rex you even more, just breath in and breath out with every tick as you become even more rexed. Then next time that I speak the words ‘Lara is a stupid slut you will go right back to this even deeper rexed state.” Ms. Baker softly spoke.

  “Now Lara, you trust me right?” Ms. Baker asked in anticipation of her next move. She smiled as the woman on the couch gave a brief nod.

  “You trust me enough to give this rather unorthodox therapy a shot. In fact you trust everything I say while you’re so deep in trance. You already know that this is unorthodox, so if I tell you to do something that you’d consider strange you’d just do with it as part of the therapy, trusting that it’s for your own good.” Ms. Baker instructed.

  “I want you to unbutton the top of your blouse and pull up your skirt for me Lara. It’s important in the light of your therapy as I need to check something.” Ms. Baker said taking a first highly unethical step. She wasn’t aiming at stealing a gnce of Lara’s lingerie, this was just a check to see if her next step was even valid.

  Lara moved slow in her deep trance, but after a minute or two she had managed to carry out the order. Just like Ms. Baker had expected Lara’s lingerie was more aimed at comfort than anything else. Lara had never felt the need to wear sexy or fancy lingerie, being confident enough in her own natural beauty that she was certain she didn’t need it to feel good about herself. It was something Ms. Baker was about to change.

  “Alright Lara you did very well, you can pull your clothes back into pce now while you listen very carefully to what I have to say. I can see you value comfort over looks as far as your nonvisible clothes are concerned.” Ms. Baker started off.

  “While I understand that wearing sexy lingerie might not make an outward difference it can help you feel more confident. In fact unless you are wearing some sexy lingerie, meaning thongs, push up bras and stocking instead of those full cut panties, that comfortable bra and the pantyhose you are currently wearing you will feel a little stressed. Just pin cotton isn’t sexy either, ce, silk, satin, nylon,… is way more preferable. To help it add at least a little to your outward appearance all stockings should have a nice back seam. So even though most of your sexy lingerie will be for your eyes and knowledge only you’ll never be able to feel completely stress less without.” Ms. Baker expined.

  It was somewhat of a risky more noticeable change than the st one, but it should work. After all there had to be occasions where Lara wore sexy lingerie to feel even more confident. She doubted the woman needed it, yet the beauty of it was that even if Lara reasoned like that only occasionally, it would feel like the reasoning for wearing sexy lingerie all the time would come from her own reasoning.

  The punishment for not wearing sexy lingerie was also small, small enough to be hard to notice and link to her therapy. It would cause Lara to just feel slightly better in sexy lingerie and thus Ms. Baker hoped that’s what she would wear from now on. It was something she would have to check on the woman’s next visit, if it didn’t work this time, she would have to make the urge a little more pressing.

  For the remainder of the therapy Ms. Baker worked on enforcing the suggestions she had given as well as securing the bold trigger. It had worked wonders already, yet she hoped that as time went by she would be able to make Lara snap into a trance at any moment. Right now she still had to put the woman in a comfortable spot first before daring to use it, yet in the future she hoped she would be able to just put her in a trance the moment she walked in so she would have to talk to her anymore.

  That did give her an idea however, she might not be able to use the trigger without preparing Lara for a trance just yet, but she could still limit her contact with the woman by how she made her snap out of it.

  “Okay Lara, our session is nearly over, when you think back to it I want you to have nothing but positive feelings. You will want to continue this therapy no matter what, you crave it even. Today we aren’t going to have a post session talk however, you will simply get up, walk out of the door and snap out of it once you close the door behind you. While we won’t have a post session talk you will remember that I asked how it went and you told me it went great once more and how destressed it made you feel. You will think you said that before walking out of my office like you usually do.” Ms. Baker said pnting in a few st-minute commands.

  There was no need to reinforce those as they didn’t need to st long, in fact they didn’t need to st at all, they were simply meant to end the woman’s trance without having to interact with her again. There would be no more need to be fake friendly to this bitch.

  “Nod for me if you understand what you have to do. Good, now get to it, walk out of my office and close the door behind you. When you hear that door close you’ll snap out of your trance.” Ms. Baker said after Lara confirmed she understood. She then just sat back and smiled as that arrogant wyer who had hurt her Megan so much walked out of her office, blissfully unaware about what had just happened.

  Like ordered Lara snapped out of her trance the moment she closed the door behind her and she did so with a smile. She felt wonderfully rexed although not quite completely rexed as st time strangely enough. It was something she just shrugged away as all she remembered was telling her psychiatrist how great this recent session had been. Some bothering thought must have entered her mind as she left, oh well she had forgotten what it was and she didn’t bother trying to remember.

  Driving home there was a small lingering feeling of light stress. Not nearly as bad as the stress that remained after she just vented instead of this new therapy, but definitely stress. It might be worth mentioning next time she visited her therapist though.

  At home Lara took a shower and got ready for her regur quiz night. Just like in her professional life she always chose to emphasise her womanhood by wearing skirts and dresses rather than pants. The reasons behind it might have been slightly sexist, but most of all they were realistic, just or not people were kinder to others they found appealing, something which Lara always had taken advantage off. Besides skirts and dresses were just more comfortable as well in her opinion.

  One thing that wasn’t more comfortable however was sexy lingerie. It was the main reason she only chose to wear it on very special occasions like when she had one of her conquests over. It didn’t contribute to making her look more appealing when clothed so why should she wear it?

  Despite that usually being her reasoning, she did opt to wear one of her sexy set for the quiz though. She didn’t really pn on going out afterwards or anything, but for some reason she just felt like wearing some. She didn’t need a reason after all and she didn’t think much about it. She was old enough to decide what she wore and if she felt like wearing some sexy lingerie then you could dam well count on it that she would wear some.

  Lara ended up picking out a set consisting of a bck ce thong, a bck ce push up bra, a matching garter belt and a pair of nude sheer stockings with bck tops and a bck back seam. It was the only set of lingerie she had that included a pair of seamed stockings although putting it on she didn’t think much about why she had selected this exact set. Then again it wasn’t like she had al that many sets to choose from since she barely ever wore sexy lingerie.

  Getting her garter tabs attached proved to be quite a challenge due to the ck of practice. Eventually she managed though. Paired with the thong which had nearly instantly ridden up her butt crack Lara was firmly reminded of why she usually didn’t wear lingerie like this, it was highly impractical and uncomfortable, but somehow it felt right to wear it.

  She decided to pair her lingerie with a pair of bck high heeled pumps and an elegant red off the shoulder dress. She sure as hell looked sexy without looking like a slut. Lara always loved picking outfits to enhance her figure while keeping it modest at the same time, her dress reaching underneath her knees looked cssy rather than slutty.

  All ready for her evening out Lara got into her car and drove off. It was only on her way over to the bar where the quiz was held that she realised that small sembnce of stress that had remained was gone. Maybe it was nothing after all. Oh well all the better for her she thought.

  The quiz was business as usual once more although this time when Charlotte arrived she gave Lara a big smirk. “Damn girl, are you pnning to get lucky tonight? Those seamed stockings really accentuate those legs of yours perfectly. I bet that means you’ll join me when I go out after our quiz?” Charlotte teased, thinking she might have found an ally for this Friday evening.

  “Wait how do you know they are stockings?” Lara asked somewhat shocked and rather surprised that anyone had noticed her hidden outfit change. Kelly had noticed the new hosiery as well, but as usual she kept more to herself. She had just secretly admired her friend’s legwear instead of commenting on it.

  “I didn’t know but now I do.” Charlotte ughed. “I just said stockings because that’s what I always wear when I wear nylons. I love the way they make me feel and they are so much easier to handle in the bath and bedroom.” Charlotte continued without reservations over giving away such an intimate detail.

  “Well, I’m afraid I’ll have to disappoint you. I didn’t wear these to go out, I just wore them because I felt like it.” Lara shrugged honest to god. It was good to know that her feeling to wear sexy lingerie wasn’t strange though, not that she had considered it strange, but now that her friend had confessed to doing the same she was assured it was quite normal.

  Apart from the fact that her friend had actually accidentally noticed that she was in fact wearing stockings, the quiz went by as usual. Just like st week Lara’s hands went straight up to her hair whenever a hard question was asked. They did end up in the top three yet again.

  “Now Lara, are you certain that you don’t want to take your stockings for a spin on the dancefloor? I’m sure you’ll get all the guys.” Charlotte asked with a wink, teasing a bit about the fact that she had found out it were indeed stockings her friend wore.

  “No, I’m good, I’ll just go back home quizzing is enough fun for an evening, besides you know I prefer bars. Maybe I’ll hit one up tomorrow or some other day.” Lara replied with a smile. It was a while ago since her st visit to a bar and as a result since her st fling. With how completely rexed she was there was some room for a bit of excitement.

  “Boooring, but like you wish, then I guess I’ll just go alone again and have fun with whomever I meet there. Tell you what though. If you go to that bar hit me up, I’d love to come along to see what your idea of an evening out is like.” Charlotte finally said before leaving to head to the club.

  Lara just rolled her eyes at Charlotte’s statement, but then just bid the others farewell and went off to home herself. She just wasn’t in need of so much attention like Charlotte was and all attention had to be on her own terms and within her own firm control. Once at home she just went to bed.

  The following morning when waking up it was business as usual for a weekend. She always tried making her weekends free for some much needed selfcare. After all she worked more than hard enough during the week to warrant it and she usually really needed time to recharge during her weekends. Recharge to be able to dominate in court during the week.

  After the start of her new therapy Lara didn’t really need the weekend to recharge anymore. The new therapy left her more rexed than venting and a weekend of selfcare ever did, but even while rexed she still loved to hold onto her selfcare. After all it was not only to rex, but also to look as good as possible, the weekly manicure and pedicure, her weekly visit to the hairdresser and her once a month spa day with full body waxing included.

  Her spa treatment was only for next week, but her manicure and pedicure were pnned for ter this morning. She always pnned her treatments in the te mornings as she enjoyed taking her time to wake up, taking a quick shower, enjoying her coffee with a nice podcast that was the life she love living and if she succeeded at her retirement pns of using Brunello only to get to his fortune through a divorce this would be her every day life in a few years.

  Walking to her closet Lara picked out her usual white silk bathrobe and where she normally paired it with just panties she now felt drawn to yet another set of sexy lingerie. She didn’t know why, but she wanted to wear something sexy yet again. To be honest it had felt quite good yesterday so maybe that was why? Rummaging through the other four remaining sets of sexy lingerie she had Lara just couldn’t settle on one. She couldn’t put her finger on it, but there was something wrong with each of her remaining sets. Eventually she settled on a set of white ce lingerie with very sheer white stockings. It didn’t feel completely right, but it would have to do. With her recent desire to wear more lingerie It might be a good idea to do some shopping after her appointments though.

  It was a bit weird for her to wear such a full set of lingerie around the house while she didn’t have to leave yet, especially since she usually only bothered with panties underneath her bathrobe, but at the same time it felt good as well. Apart from that lingerie none of her usual routine changed.

  When the time came to get ready for her appointment Lara changed her bathrobe for a rather loose-fitting bck dress. Putting on some light makeup, a pair of sungsses and bck low-heeled pumps Lara went on her way to the Salon to get her hair and nails done.

  A short drive ter she arrived at the salon. It was a quite exclusive one located just at the edge of the suburb where she lived. Just like many stores and ventures in her area it was catered towards the rich mainly trophy women of the suburbs. The women who gdly paid more as money wasn’t an issue just to be treated like better than others. To Lara and the other women going there it gave them a sense of being better than the others, better than the common people who went to the mall.

  On top of feeling better than the common people Lara also just felt superior to all other women coming to that salon. Most of them where women she took cases against. Just stupid sluts who happened to have caught the temporary attention of some rich guy. She on the other hand had gotten here through being smart and through her many talents. There were only a few other women in this suburb who had done the same and those Lara did respect.

  Immediately upon entering the salon Lara was greeted by Rosa, a stunningly beautiful Hispanic woman only a little taller than Lara herself. She had gorgeous raven bck hair, dark brown eyes and a perfect light brown skin. She was in her early twenties with the body of a model. She had insisted that Rosa would be the one who should always do her nails. She just loved having the most beautiful woman in the salon kneel at her feet just to pamper her.

  Rosa didn’t like having to grovel for the women who came here, but it paid well, way better than other Salons did. After all the so called exclusivity and the amount of figural ass licking that came with the treatment these women got had its price. Her wage was nearly fifty percent higher than at a regur salon so for that kind of money she was willing to put up with this show.

  As usual Lara went for the French tip manicure and pedicure with nails only extending slightly past her finger, nails that would be considered on the short side for many women. Her nails were kept all natural though, no acrylics at all. The simple style just looked cssier in her opinion than bold colours or really long nails did.

  After being treated like royalty for a couple of hours Lara left the salon with a big smile. There was a slight lingering amount of stress the attention hadn’t been able to rid her off, but it was nothing compared to the stress she normally endured. With her touched up nails and hair, paired with how rexed she felt ever since visiting her therapist, Lara was ready to take on the world, or as was the case now ready to do some shopping.

  First she went out for a light lunch at one of her favourite pces nearby. They had a trendy lounge to eat as well as a fast delivery service. The entire menu was focused around healthy tasty but rather expensive food. Although there were a lot of cheaper options to eat healthy Lara steadily chose this one.

  The boutique she hit up after her lunch was focused entirely on lingerie of the rather expensive kind. As far as Lara was concerned more expensive automatically meant better and it showed in every aspect of her lifestyle. It was one of the reasons she had specialised in these morally dubious cases. She needed the money to pay for her high maintenance lifestyle. Which directly led to her needing a fortune as a retirement pn.

  Just like with every store and business in the area this lingerie boutique catered to a whole experience. Every customer got personal help from a store assistant at their service for the entire stay at the store. The assistant helped with giving advise when asked, taking measurements, carrying selected sets for the customer and providing feedback on how it looks in the spacious changing rooms if the customer wanted.

  Like at the salon Lara’s personality of always wanting to be the best and feel superior shone through here as well. The shop assistant she got appointed was a somewhat chubby woman of middle eastern descent, she was shorter than Lara was and Lara didn’t wait long at all to start subtly putting her down.

  It started when she stripped down to her lingerie to have this woman take her measurements. “I used to know my measurements, but tely I’ve been packing on the pounds. I should really have a talk with my personal trainer to put up a schedule to get rid of them again.” Lara said funting her perfectly proportioned body. It was a lie of course, she hadn’t gained any weight but it was her way of making herself feel extra superior over this somewhat heavier woman.

  Browsing the store she picked out about ten new sets of lingerie she liked. All lingerie that she liked way better than the set she was currently wearing. Lara didn’t really pay any attention to why she chose these sets, but if she had she would have noticed the things they had in common were that each set had a push up bra, a thong and a pair seamed stockings.

  The sets themselves while definitely very sexy were none to fshy at all. Lara had kept herself to choosing darker more subtle colours along with cream and white. All the very colourful lingerie was straight up ignored as she did pn to wear these under everyday outfits so a pair of pink stockings peeking out from under her dress wouldn’t be suitable at all.

  Like with the measurements Lara took the offered feedback as a chance to put the assistant down once more just to make herself feel more superior. “Do you think this set makes me look fat? I’m so gd you’re here to help me as you must be an expert on what to wear to appear at least a bit slimmer.” Was one of the comments the assistant had to endure.

  By the time Lara left the boutique the assistant felt more insecure than ever. The big commission she made off the ten sets and the stash of spare stockings Lara had bought only served as a meagre compensation.

  Unable to wait to try out her new Lingerie? Lara had left the store wearing a satin cream coloured set with a pair of nude coloured stockings with a darker nude back seam. She didn’t really notice it but the hint of stress she had, had disappeared.

  Back at home Lara decided to give her friend a call, she had had a great day so far and having a fling would make her great day a perfect one. “Hey Charlotte! Yes it’s me, you told me to let you know if I ended up going out to that bar or not, that you wanted to join me if I did. Well I was pnning on going tonight.” Lara started off phoning her friend.

  “I know the perfect pce, a new wine bar has just opened down town and I’ve heard it’s great. Good I’ll meet you there at seven. Oh and don’t forget, this pce isn’t a club, so put on something cssy. See you tonight!” Lara said finishing the call unable to help herself from making a slight remark on Charlotte’s quite slutty nature.

  Even when it came to her friends Lara wanted to be the best and although she didn’t quite put them down like she tended to do with other people she considered as personnel like the shop assistant or the nail technician, she probably wouldn’t have gotten along with her current friends if she had considered any of them better than her. She certainly was more attractive than Kelly and Romy and while Charlotte’s beauty rivalled hers, she considered Charlotte to be too much of a slut to be better than her.

  Right now it was only mid afternoon though so Lara decided to get a good home work out in before getting ready to hit the bar. She might have a great body, but she worked on it as well. After all one didn’t get to look this good after thirty without some maintenance.

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