"Well, well. If it isn't my old pal Xander Harris", Faith said as Xander opened his door. Xander's heart sunk. He shouldn't have gone back. He had to get out of here. "How did you get in here?", he asked, when he should have been running. "I'm a bad girl sweetie, you need to be able to break and enter if you want to be in my club" "What do you want?", Xander asked.

"I just want to talk to you. You know Xander, it's impolite not to look a girl in the eye" "I'm a little busy" Faith laughed, "doing what?" "I'm trying to figure out a way to get out of here" "Well, I appreciate your candor. I've got bad news though" "What?" "You're not gonna be able to come up with anything"

"Yeah, I know" "By the way, if you turn around to try to run.. I'll catch you. You might make some noize as your head smacks down on the pavement though. One of your neighbors might look out, hearing the commotion. I'm not a big fan of eyewitnesses, so I'll have to go in their apartment and kill them....so, you wanna come in now?", Faith threatened. "I gotta tell you, you're a bitch", Xander said.

"We'll see if you still say that in a few minutes. So Xandy, when are you gonna grow a set and look at me?" "I'm not falling for that, I know what you can do now" "Yeah, I guess if you don't look at me, then there's no way for me to get what I need from you. Oh well. I guess I'll go... Oh wait a minute, why don't I just beat it out of you!", Faith toyed. "It doesn't matter what you do, I'm not giving her up!"

"I wouldn't be so sure, ace" "Your Netherworld puppet master will never get his hands on her again!" "What makes you think I want to bring her back to Mesmotto?", Faith asked. "My name is Xander Harris, and I'm insecure with my masculinity... that is your plan, isn't it, to bring her back to him?" Faith was taken back, "What did you say?"

"I said, that is your plan, isn't it, to bring her back to him" "No no, the part about you being insecure with your masculinity" "I didn't say that" "Yes you did", Faith said. "No I didn't" Faith knew a post-hypnotic suggestion when she saw one. "Mesmotto", she said.

"My name is Xander Harris, and I'm insecure with my masculinity" Faith smiled and then began to approach Xander. He still didn't look in her direction. "Someone's been playing around in that pretty little head of yours Harris. I bet I know who too." "I don't know what you're talking about" "You know, I believe you don't. It doesn't matter though, because I'm gonna do some playing around

in that pretty little head of yours myself", she told him, touching his face. His heart was beating a million miles a minute. "I'll fight you every step of the way", Xander said, though deep down he knew he couldn't. Though he knew he would only feel this way for a few more moments, Xander was ashamed that he was going to be a tool in Buffy's recapture. He had failed her. "You want to try and fight me? You always did like it

rough, didn't you?", Faith said as she grabbed Xander's head. She positioned his eyes so he had no choice but to stare at her. Their eyes finally met. "I'm so beautiful you hardly can move your eyes off me. You can't move your eyes away from me. You can't move your eyes away. Your look is fixed on me. Letting my gaze relax you a little bit. Relax you a little bit more, looking at me, listening to my voice. You just look at me and listen to my voice. There's nothing more

in this room than my eyes and my voice. My eyes and my voice. Just my eyes and my voice. Looking at me and hearing only my voice..." By then Xander's look was fixed and Faith tilted his head more heavily. "Feeling your head heavy... really heavy... while you look at my eyes, only my eyes. You feel really heavy and tired... better not to move... Better not to think, just stare right into my beautiful eyes... my eyes pulling you in... more and more, pulling you in, falling into my

eyes, your mind now is falling deep down into my eyes, my beautiful eyes... You want to sleep now... Sleep". Faith said. Xander shut his eyes. He was totally out. Faith was pretty much holding him up. "Xander, you are in a deep hypnotic state, and you will do exactly as I say. You will obey my every command, do you understand?" "Yes" "Good, now I want you to stand up on your own"

"That's it Xander, you're doing fine. Now you are in a very deep hypnotic state. It feels wonderful, doesn't it?", Faith asked. "Yes, wonderful", Xander replied "Good, you're doing so well. You will do anything I say, you will obey my every command. Is that true Xander?" "Yes" "Good, very good. Now, from this moment on, you

exist only to serve me. Is that clear Xander?" "Yes. I serve only you" "Good boy, Xander. You are such a natural at this. Tell you what, since you're such a good little slave, you know longer will feel compelled to say any dumb phrases when you hear the word Mesmotto. Do you understand?" "Yes" "Good. Now the first thing we are going to do is go

back to that lovely little hideout you were at today. Then we can see who else wants to join our little team." Faith told her slave. She didn't know what she was going to do when she got there though. Her mood and mind was changing with each passing hour. She was begining to have doubts about her complete servitude to Mesmotto. She had been noticing this more and more. Without Mesmotto around to feed the flames of her slavery, her natural rebelious free will was coming

to the surface more and more. She still planned to find and capture Buffy, but whether she would deliver her to Mesmotto, kill her, or keep the blond slayer for herself was still up in the air. One thing Faith knew for sure though, she liked having this kind of power over men. Even Xander Harris seemed to turn her on when he was a complete slave to her will, existing only to serve her. Faith decided it might be nice to have a little fun before getting to the hideout.

next page