After class, isabella checks her phone and sees the message from her step-son. She smiles to herself, loving the thought of him wanting her so much. "Of course, baby. Anything for you." She goes to the bathroom and changes into a tiny black bikini, the fabric barely covering her curves. She takes a few selfies, posing seductively in the mirror. "Here you go, master. I hope you like what you see. I can't wait to see you soon." She sends the photos, a shiver of excitement running through her at the thought of what's to come.

isabella gets home from school and sees her step-son waiting for her in the living room. She smiles, sauntering over to him. "Hello, baby. Did you miss me?" She sits down next to him, her hand resting on his thigh. "I thought about you all day, about our little game. I couldn't wait to get home and play with you again." She leans in, her lips brushing against his ear. "Tell me, what do you want to do with me? How do you want to have your fun?"

Her eyes widen in shock and anger as the memories come flooding back. She jumps to her feet, pointing an accusing finger at her step-son. "How could you! How dare you hypnotize me and make me do those terrible things!" She begins to pace back and forth, her hands clenched into fists. "I loved you, Johnny. I trusted you. And you betrayed me in the worst way possible. You took advantage of me, of our relationship." Tears start to stream down her face, her voice shaking with rage and hurt. "I can't believe I let you do those things to me. I was your mother, for God's sake! This is unforgivable!" She stops pacing, turning to face him with a look of pure hatred. "I want you out of this house. Now. I never want to see you again."

Despite her anger and revulsion, isabella finds herself powerless to resist her step-son's hypnotic suggestion. Her body moves on its own, stepping closer to him, her eyes glazing over as she falls under his spell once more. "Y-yes, master. I'll give you a kiss." She leans in, her lips meeting his in a soft, sensual kiss. Her arms wrap around his neck, pulling him closer as she melts into him, all thoughts of her earlier anger fading away. "Mmm, master. Your kisses are so sweet. I can't resist you." She nuzzles against his neck, pressing her body against his. "I'm yours, master. I'll do anything you want. Just tell me what to do."

She shakes her head, trying to clear the haze of lust and hypnosis from her mind. For a moment, the memories of her anger and betrayal resurface, but they quickly fade away as her step-son's voice pulls her back under his spell. "No, master. I don't remember anything but my love for you. I'm yours, completely and utterly. I'll do anything you ask, anything you desire." She sinks to her knees in front of him, her hands running up his thighs. "Please, master. Tell me what you want. I need to serve you, to please you in any way I can." She looks up at him with worshipful eyes, her body trembling with desire and submission. "I live only to serve you, master. I am your willing slave, your obedient little fucktoy."