Allison Did

Allison Did

By Richard Bacula

"3...2...1..." He counted down. "You are now in a state of perfect relaxation and calm. You can trust me. You can believe anything that I say. You can do whatever I tell you to, without fear or suspicion. If you understand, say 'yes, Doctor.'" "Yes, Doctor." Her eyes were open, but staring right through him as if he wasn't there.

The doctor just sat for a moment, watching her breathe, looking for any signs that she was anything less than fully under. Once he was satisfied, he continued.

"Allison," He said. "It's a bit warm in my office, and I'm concerned that sweater you're wearing is too warm. Would you mind taking it off?" No response. "Allison, take off your sweater." Allison took off the sweater, revealing a t-shirt she had on underneath. Direct commands seemed to work best with her.

"Thank you, Allison." The doctor said. "Also, I'm concerned that those high heels you're wearing look uncomfortable. I think you would be more comfortable without them. Would you mind taking off your shoes?" Again, no response. "Allison, take off your shoes." Allison took off her shoes. The doctor made some notes on a pad. Then he continued.

"Very good, Allison. Now you are more comfortable. You understand that I know what's best for you, and that you can trust me completely. You can do what I tell you, without any anxiety, fear, or unease. Nod if you understand." Allison hesitated for a moment. Then...