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The Hypnotist

By: katt



The first Friday every month we went out to a local nightclub. Often they had a DJ or live band, tonight for a change the cabaret was a hypnotist. My wife Sue and I were quite merry having had perhaps one to many drinks. Sitting at the bar we started to heckle the hypnotist as he started his act. In our inebriated state we were trying to outdo each other in what we called out. Fake, fix and load of rubbish were some of the milder heckling. Some of the audience were starting to get fed up with us when the hypnotist said to us: put our money where our mouth is. Come up on stage, if I can’t put you under I will pay for you to both have a slap up meal. This we could not resist and in a blink of an eye we joined his other volunteers on stage.

He started with my wife talking quietly in a soothing tone getting her to watch a swinging pendant. In no time she seemed to be relaxed and fast asleep. He then spent a couple of minutes whispering something into her ear before moving on to me. Right I thought, you have met your match, no way will I fall under his spell. The next thing I knew was the hypnotist helping me to stand up with the audience clapping. Grinning I said I told you could not work your tricks on me. Winking to the audience he replied I guess not, as you have been such good sports as promised dinner is on me. As Sue and I walked to the restaurant why were so many people seem to be giggling as we passed. 

We enjoyed an excellent meal and celebrated our good fortune with a bottle of wine. We discussed what had happened and the only puzzling thing was we could not account for the 30 minutes we were on stage. I asked Sue what he had whispered into her ear but she could not recall anything he had said.

When we got home Sue started to get frisky, nibbling my ear and rubbing my trousers. Normally I respond without any further encouragement but tonight Percy just hung limp. Oh dear Sue said, looks like Percy does not want to come out and play perhaps I need a big stud instead. Sue had a frown on her face as she said this bombshell. When I replied I think you are right and I know just the black stud to fill you up. I was just as puzzled and perplexed when I made this statement. Why had I said this, I had never dreamed of Sue being with another man before. We went to bed saying nothing more than an curt goodnight. 

The next morning everything seemed to be normal but I just could not bring myself to discuss what we had said the night before. As I left for work Sue gave me a peck on the cheek and her parting comment was don’t forget my stud. Don’t worry I won’t I replied. The normality of the conversation would have been appropriate for Sue asking me to collect some groceries on the way home. But she was asking me to set her up with a lover. Worse I was saying no problem!

Lunchtime saw me back at the club. It was not open till the evening but I found the front door open. Waiting in the entrance lobby was the hypnotist. Good to see you Keith he greeted, I believe you have come to see Delroy. How did you know I asked? Ah he replied with a shrug of his shoulders I know more than you would think. Just then a big black muscular man entered from the bar. The hypnotist turned to him saying, Delroy, I think Keith has a proposition for you. Smiling at me he said I must get on so I will leave the two of you to chat. He seemed to disappear in a flash. You want to ask me something growled Delroy. Clearing my throat I said yes, I am not able to satisfy my wife and she wants a big black stud to fill her cunt. How could I be saying this? Sure he replied but once she has tried black she sure won’t want white again. That’s fine I replied. This must be a dream I thought. How could a happily married man encourage a stranger to fuck his wife?

When I got home, Delroy was already on the job. I walked into the bedroom and watched as he was thrusting his 12-inch boner into my wife’s stretched pussy. She obviously did not object and was telling him how good he was and she had never experienced anything like this before. All I could do was stand there and taking my prick out toss myself off until I shot my load all over the bedroom carpet. Delroy eventually climbed off our marriage bed saying that’s all for tonight folks, time for me to go to work. Please said Sue, come back tomorrow. That depends he said, anything she cried out I need you. OK he said. First no condoms second no screwing hubby and third throw away your contraceptive pills. Agreed we shouted in unison. What were we agreeing to? 

Every evening Delroy visited my wife, road her bare back and shot his load into her unprotected cunt. After he left I lovingly placed a pillow under Sue to stop his spunk running out. We never spoke about our actions and I kept thinking why are we doing this. Having said that, I always had an erection and tossed myself off several times a day yet I had no desire to fuck Sue myself.

After 8 weeks of Delroy servicing my wife the inevitable happened. One day when I came home from work my wife rushed up to me as I entered the hall. Darling she gushed guess what I am pregnant. Wow I replied that’s wonderful. I can’t wait for us to tell our parents we are going to have a black bastard. Why did I say that? What was happening to us? Will I ever work it out?

Oh by the way, did I tell you the hypnotist was my wife’s first husband whom she had jilted for me and why does the motto – He who laughs last laughs longest come to mind?   

The Hypnotist



Dinner with Charlene had been nice, and now as they walked to where the magic show would take place, Jack pondered about the rest of the evening. He liked Charlene, she was fun to be with, easy to talk to and looked good too. A combination Jack had not been able to find in one woman for some time. Not that he was serious about her, in fact that was his dilemma, he wanted to get into her pants, but then afterward wanted to get out of them. In other words he wanted to fuck her, but wanted to avoid any real emotional entanglements.

His friends had warned him that if he planned to get much off of her he better plan for a long haul that included a two car garage. She was too hot to give up on, but that two car garage thing bothered him. He wanted to keep her as a friend, a friend who'd put out when he craved a sexy dark haired woman.

The dinner theater presented an incredible opportunity to Jack when he discovered they featured "The Amazing Dave," a hypnotist. Completing a bit of research he found out the featured performer had been a big act that had fallen on some hard times: playing at the theater here was basically slumming it. He also learned that Dave, for the right amount of encouragement, would take requests.

During dinner, Jack had excused himself for a few minutes and caught up with Dave between acts. After some small talk, Jack made a proposal, "Look Dave, I've got a date with a nice woman, a woman that ah... I'd like to get to know more intimately."

Dave nodded, "Ah, a bit of hypnotic suggestion?"

"Yes, but it's a bit more complicated than that. You see, I want to get to know her a bit more intimately, but I don't want her to remember it."

"You don't want her to remember?"

"Yeah, yeah, I know, most guys want to be remembered," Jack replied, "But in this case, I want to avoid any long range attachments."

"Oh, okay, I think I understand. You want to fuck her and leave her without any repercussions."

"Well, I'm not sure I'd put it that way, but basically yes."

"I don't know, I am a professional you know."

"What will it cost?"

"Two hundred dollars," Dave replied.

"Two hundred dollars! Damn."

"Like I said, I am a professional."

"Professional con man, damn. Look man, what if it doesn't work?" Jack asked.

"I'm here for another week, if it doesn't work I'll give you your money back."

"Okay," Jack relented, counting out his money. It's a lot of money, but I have a feeling it will be worth it.

Now, leading Charlene up near the stage, Jack worked his way up to the front row. Finding two seats near the stairs up onto the stage, Jack and Charlene sat down. In a few minutes the show started, with "The Amazing Dave" strutting on stage in a flurry of lights and activity.

In an attempt to convince Charlene to be hypnotized, Jack let himself be picked first and after a few embarrassing stunts, he wandered back offstage. Convincing her that everything was harmless and fun, he watched as she climbed up on stage. Catching a wink from Dave, Jack knew the plan was underway.

After a few silly stunts, Jack noticed Dave whispering something in Charlene's ear and he knew he'd be lucky tonight. Thinking of the possibilities got Jack so worked up that as soon as Charlene came down off the stage, he got up and led her out. After paying the bill, he walked her out to the car and as he held her door for her he whispered to her, "Daisy."

By the time he got around and climbed in she was all over him, kissing him, running her tongue inside his mouth, all while unbuckling his belt. In seconds she moved her mouth down over him and began an incredible blow job. Surprised as her intensity, he nearly blew his wad in her mouth, but was able to pry her off of him.

Understanding what he wanted she quickly pulled off her panty hose and her panties. Then, hiking up her skirt, she straddled, coming down on his cock, hard and fast. As she bounced up and down on his cock, she moaned as if this was the best fuck she ever had. She seemed to begin coming the instant she impaled herself on him, until Jack could hold off no more and he shot his cum into her wet cunt. She continued sliding up and down his length until he cock plopped out of her, completely spent.

Recovering from the incredible experience, Jack watched her quietly pull her panties and hose back on, and then straighten herself up. Seeing her pretty well fixed up, considering that she has just fucked him silly, Jack figured it was time to head home. He leaned over to her and whispered, "Daisy" again.

Instantly she changed from the wanton nymphomaniac to the nice and perhaps a bit too prim and proper Charlene. She smiled at him and Jack tilted his head and leaned, giving her a quick kiss on the mouth.

"I had fun tonight, we should try it again sometime," he whispered.

"I had fun too. What are you doing tomorrow night?"

"Oh, ah... tomorrow is a bit tight, I've got some work to do to get ready for a trip next week."

"Well when do you think we can get together again?" she asked.

"Hmm, I better get back to you on that. I tell you what, I'll call you," Jack replied evasively.

She nodded her head and whispered, "Okay."

Jack smiled, he was proud of himself for so successfully extricating himself from her. Now he could drop her off and then call her next time he was in the mood for her. He wondered if his little word would work so effectively again.

As Jack reached to start the car he heard Charlene say, "Oh Jack."

"Yes?"

"Orchid.'

Everything suddenly got quiet and Jack felt very tired. He seemed to drift to sleep, but when he dreamed, Charlene was still there, in fact they seemed to be driving somewhere. It got hazy again as places whirred past him, until he heard Charlene again. 

"Orchid"

Jack then heard a man's voice saying, "I now pronounce you husband and wife, you may now kiss the bride."

With his head still spinning Jack felt Charlene grasp his head and plant a long, wet kiss on him mouth.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I present Jack and Charlene Chartiere."

Jack looked out at the small audience and as he walked out of the small chapel with Charlene they all shook his had offering their congratulations. Following Charlene's lead he stepped through the doors and looked out on Las Vegas, Nevada.

Charlene looked to him and said, "Isn't it great honey, I always wanted a Las Vegas Honeymoon."

Jack shook his head still feeling a bit dizzy.



The Hypnotist



Chapter One

Jim was waiting patiently as he always did for Heather. She had been his girlfriend of nearly four years and he thought what they had was good.

"I don't mind going to a hypnotist, but it is really a bunch of bunk," he commented. "It is just gonna be a waste of money."

"So, who cares, if it works, you'll lose the spare tire around your gut," Heather replied. "And if it doesn't, it's only a hundred bucks."

She walked in out of the bathroom and for the first time in months he was really turned on by her appearance. "What's with all this?" he asked incredulously.

"Can't a woman look sexy every now and then?" she asked with a sluttish grin on her face. He had to admit she did look damn sexy. She had never worn that short of a miniskirt before. She was hanging out above and below. And the top she had on covered her nipples and not much more.

"Sure," he replied. "But I can see your thong through that material. And when did you get the belly button ring?"

"After lunch today," she replied proudly waving her belly in his face. "But that is not all I got. You'll have to wait to see the rest. You like?"

"Sure," he answered honestly. "Who wouldn't?"

And with that they were out the door.

*

Chapter Two

Jim sat in the chair while the Marcello the Magnificent reviewed his notes. Heather had said she needed to use the powder room first. What the hell kind of name was Marcello the Magnificent? The room looked more like what he imagined a psychiatrist's office would look like than a hypnotist's. "I'm just here 'cause the old lady made me come. I don't believe any of this shit is real," Jim offered.

"I assure you Mr. Keith, it is very real." And with that he ignored Jim rolling his eyes and said "Let's get started, shall we?" With that he turned off the lights so that only the light that snuck through the outside shades filtered in. I want you to concentrate on the red dot on the ceiling. You are feeling sleepy. You want to close your eyes but I want you to fight to keep them open just a little longer. Deeper and deeper asleep you go, you may now close your eyes, you are now totally asleep."

Marcello went on to instruct him to eat healthier foods. He then went on to do much more. He began the programming process. He planted code words in Jim's mind that he would use at a later date. "I now want you to remain asleep but open your eyes. You will be aware to all that is going on around you."

Jim's eyes opened and the room looked much the same, but the lights were back on. He sat there wondering if this almost over.

"Heather, you may enter now," said Marcello. And with that, Jim's naked girlfriend strode like a runway model into the room.

"Heather, what the hell are you doing?" Jim asked with Heather apparently in some trance. Jim turned to Marcello, "What the fuck did you do to her?"

Before he even got a step closer, Marcello instructed, "knees," and Jim fell to the floor, on his knees, unable to move.

"I have done nothing to her," explained Marcello as Heather ignored Jim. "The power of hypnotism is only a suggestion. A person must want to comply with the order for it to work." 

"On the desk," and with that Heather mounted the desk on her hands and knees with her ass lewdly facing towards Jim. Jim now saw the surprise she had teased him about earlier. Imbedded in the lips of her pussy were three little round rings. 

"Your girlfriend did not come to me because she was worried about the extra girth around your waist Mr. Keith," he explained. "She came here because she was frustrated with your sexual indifference towards her. But wait, I'll let her explain. Heather, tell him why he is here."

"Well master, I get very little sexual satisfaction at home. His idea of sex is a quick fuck and then rolling over and going to sleep, then leaving me to clean up his mess. He never even eats my pussy any more like he used to." 

"Show us what he has forced you to turn to," he ordered. And with that she pulled out a large dildo from her purse which was also lying on the desk. Without any further instruction she inserted it into her cunt in short order and went to stroking it in and out.

"Why do you put up with his indifference?" asked Marcello.

"I love him master" she replied. "I do not wish to lose him."

"So, why did you come here?" he asked already knowing the answer.

"Well last night, after he thought I had gone to bed, I found him on the internet," she said. "No big deal, but he was jerking off, right there in the den. So I decided to spy on him and see what he was getting off on." A feeling of fear exploded in Jim's mind. Dear god, he thought, what did she see?

"Go ahead," Marcello encouraged.

Her breathing was getting a little deeper as she seemed to enjoy her handy work. "He," she stuttered, "He was reading a story called the 'Cuckold Revealed.' The cuckold's wife had made her husband lick her pussy after she had been fucked by some stud from a night club." Oh god, this dildo feels good, she thought. "As she straddled her cuckold, this other man appeared from the other room. She made her husband continue to lick her cunt while this big cocked stud fucked her. They even had a video of this. Jim jerked off all over his chest at the same time the bull came all over the cuckold's face."

"Maybe he was fantasizing himself as the bull," offered Marcello.

"That is what I thought, oh fuck this feels good," cried Heather. "But right before he came he closed his eyes, opened his mouth and flicked his tongue like there was an imaginary cock there. Then he wiped the cum from his hand all over his lips and licked it off. I didn't know what to do so I went to bed and cried."

"Well cuckold, how do you plead?" asked Marcello as he turned his head to the Jim. 

Looking ashamedly at the floor, Jim replied, "guilty, my lord."

*

Chapter Three

"Good, you will be granted leniency for your honesty," said Marcello now leaning his elbow on the small of Heather's back. "You will not be able to see Heather again until you prove yourself worthy. You may take the vehicle but you may not return to your home until you serve the following sentence. 

First, you must find a woman willing to make you her slave.

Second, you must prove your servitude to her by giving her the best ass licking of her life. This is necessary to humble you.

Third, you will have her wear a dildo and instruct you in the art of cock sucking. It appears this is what you desire.

Fourth, you will have her piss on your chest. This act will give her ownership of your heart, soul and mind. It is important that you experience the act of giving total control of your existence to a beautiful woman. You will have to give those items to Heather upon your return.

And lastly, your new master may release you from your bond to her by allowing you to clean cum from her ass or cunt. Preferably your own, since you seem to enjoy it 

so. Do you understand the sentence as laid out."

"Yes, my lord," he replied.

"Good, Heather, show him what else you have learned today." And with that she removed the saturated dildo from her pussy and pressed it against her ass. After a few moans she was adeptly sliding it in and out of her ass.

"Awake!" and with that Jim's eyes opened. A few feet in front of him sat Heather with Marcello's large cock sliding in and out of her lips with what must have been a gallon of his cum all over her face.

"Be gone," Marcello ordered. "Before I change my mind and make you lick my cum from her face." With that Jim ran to the door.



The Hypnotist



My friend Amber had bought me tickets to see a local hypnotist. I was a complete non believer; I say was because what happened to me would make anyone believe.

The show itself was pretty non eventful, quite funny in places but nothing absolutely amazing. Yes he made people do silly things, he even did some magic and a couple of fortune telling tricks, but I still wasn't convinced it couldn't all be done with a bit of clever trickery or placement of people in the audience. After the show we went and had a drink in the bar and it was then that the evening really got interesting.

Crys, the hypnotist, approached us. Deep in conversation we didn't notice him silently approach until he was standing right at our table. He extended a hand to me and introduced him self, taking it I felt it was cold against my heat, "Hi, I am Ella; I thought the show was great!" He shook my hand, gripping his icy fingers around me, my hand feeling small and frail in his. 

"You did not." He replied with a smile, I was taken aback, not realising I was such a bad liar. "That is fine; I do not expect everyone who comes to see me to believe in the power of hypnosis; that would make life very dull indeed." The smile never left his lips, and his eyes, unrealistically blue held my gaze, making it impossible to look away. "All I ask is that you give me the opportunity to prove to you that hypnotism is very real." A dramatic pause, "If you trust me that is."

And so I agreed, Amber so more excited than I was and buzzed around asking questions, giggling and being totally star struck by what was happening. We had moved to a smaller room off the side of the main bar area, just the three of us. After finishing our drinks Crys asked Amber to step outside. His excuse? He didn't think I could concentrate or fully relax with an 'audience' present. I was wary but was assured that Amber would be right outside, the door would not be locked and if at any point I became scared I could ask and Amber would be brought in.

He positioned me in a wooden upright chair. A small throw had been placed over the main seat and back to make it more comfortable and a step was placed under my feet in order to keep my legs comfortable and at right angles. Crys asked me to place my hands on the wooden arm rests and look up at the ceiling. Keeping my eyes open.

I rested my head back against the top of the back-rest. It was cushioned by the throw and was surprisingly comfortable. The ceiling was off white, almost yellow in colour in places presumably from the hundreds, possibly thousands of cigarettes smoked there over the past years. While I was staring, wondering how many cigarettes had caused the disgusting swirling patterns I was aware Crys was talking.

"Keep your eyes open, do not let them close. Concentrate on a spot on the ceiling, concentrate, do not let your eyes close." His voice was so smooth, calming and even. The sound of his voice seeming to follow the swirl of the stench on the ceiling, my eyes beginning to feel like they wanted to close, heavy as if I was more tired than I had been before.

"Keep your eyes open, even if they feel heavy and you begin to feel tired, do not close your eyes." He knew what was happening to me. I felt as though my limbs were becoming heavy, and yet it felt simultaneously that they were light as air. I could barely feel them. "Are your eyes now closed Ella?" He asked.

"Yes." I answered, not that I had been aware of it prior to the question being asked.

"Can you lift your right hand for me, Ella?" It was more of a command than a question, but I did as I was asked, I did the same when asked with my left hand.

"Ella, when I tell you too you are going to slowly bring your head forward to face me, when commanded you will open your eyes and look at me. Then you will close your eyes again and you will not be able to open them, even if you want to. Do you understand Ella?"

"Yes." I replied again. I didn't even think about the question before answering, I just knew I would do what ever he wanted.

"Ella, look at me." His voice was slow, exact, and beautiful. I did as I was told. Slowly my head came forward and my eyes opened, it was almost involuntary. I looked across at him. Sat in front of me on a similar chair, Crys sat looking back at me. There was about a foot between our knees, I watched mesmerized as he slowly bent towards me. "Ella, now close your eyes." I did so, there was a pause. "I want you to lift both of your hands from the arms of the chair now."

I did so. My elbows resting on the wood, my hands raised upwards, palms facing him.

"When I tell you to lower them and your palms reach the wood you will be unable, even if you want to, to be able to lift them or move them. Do you understand Ella?"

"Yes."

"Ella, lower your arms please." As I did so they felt remarkably weighted, as if tied to the chair. But I did not panic, I felt completely relaxed, at ease. It is strange looking back just how relaxed I did feel given the circumstances, but then I guess that is what hypnosis is all about.

As I sat there I could hear Crys talking but wasn't really listening to him, his words felt like feelings rather than sounding like words, more emotive than talking, like poetry or song; I slipped deeper under his spell as I sat totally at his mercy. "Open your eyes Ella; I want you to see me."

I did as I was told and looked at him, sat as he had been before opposite me, close but not touching. "Can you see I am not touching you?" I answered with a nod. "Can you feel me touching you?" I shook my head. "Who is touching you Ella?"

Confused by the question I answered, "No one is touching me." There was no one else in the room, the chair I was in had its back to the wall, I could see around me, we were alone and he defiantly was not touching me.

"Where are you being touched Ella?" His questions seemed not to relate to what I was seeing. Then I felt it, a soft touch, like a feather, or a breath, across my left cheek.

"My face, I can feel something on my face!" I was startled; I could see there was nothing there.

"Good, now try to stay calm Ella, focus on the feeling, where is it now?" I tried to focus on the feeling, not what it was and felt it moving from my face to my neck.

"My neck." I began to relax again as the feeling grew, it felt as if I was being kissed. Slow, gentle kisses up and down the side of my neck; I could feel the heat of them, their moisture, and the slightest nip of the teeth behind the lips. The phantom lips kissed their way down to my collar bone, as they did I felt a whisper of a touch on my hands. I was still facing forwards and could see Crys, he wasn't touching me, and I could see him, his hands a mirror image of my own holding onto the wooden arms, on his face a small, almost undetectable smile.

The feeling on my hands intensified, I could now feel fingers. They stroked in circles round and round on the backs of my hands, then down to my fingers. Up and down they stroked, touching my finger tips and up the sides between my fingers. Slowly I felt them weave there way up my arms. I could feel them softly under the fabric of my jumper, crawling, creeping as if my skin was bare; the kisses continued, unrelenting, moving across my collar bone to the other, and then lower.

I felt the hands cupping my breasts as the lips kissed lower and lower across the curve, into the cleavage between them. My jumper covered me, there was no actual way I could be feeling this. The lips now covered a nipple, the hand holding my breast massaged gently as the lips held and sucked, the tongue gently flicking the tip until I felt a familiar tension rising inside me, then the mouth was on the other breast. Long, wet flicks up and over the nipple. I shift slightly in my seat as I feel the hands roaming my body, they moved down the sides and across my belly, the tongue still forcing arousal from my aching nipples, one then the other.

The hands wind their way to the tops of my legs. I feel naked, the hands can reach any part of my body, it doesn't matter that I am wearing jeans, a jumper, a bra and pants, none of it matters. They roam free as if I were naked, roaming down my legs now to my knees. I keep my eyes on Crys the whole time, and he looks back at me, that same smile just touching the corners of his mouth.

"Do you like the feeling Ella?" He asks me, his eyes never leaving mine.

"Yes, I do." Was all I could manage to say as the mystery hands worked back up my legs parting them slightly as they went.

"Would you like me to stop?" He asked.

"No. Please don't stop." I was amazed at the wantonness of my voice. I wanted him to carry on; I wanted to know where those hands would go next, those lips. I wanted to know where they could take me.

The hands continued up the inside of my thighs, forcing my legs apart, not against my will. As they reach the top, I catch my breath; they barely touch but my skin prickles al the same. The lips are now kissing down my belly, across my navel and lower. As they reach the bottom of my body I feel the hands part my lips. The long tongue licks the length of my exposed, yet not exposed lips. I gasp at the feeling of this phantom finding its way, slowly up wards and onwards to its final destination, it hits, just the tip at first so lightly.

The tongue circles my clit, flicking, sucking, nibbling, his hands holding me open. The mouth sinks itself deeper, covering my pussy with long wet kisses. My breathing quickened as the sucking and lapping intensifies, and he sinks two fingers into my wet hole. I feel myself gripping him as they move in and out, faster and harder. The tongue works its way round and round, matching the speed of the thrusting. I lost myself in the feeling pushing my hips forward against the hand that I knew wasn't really there as I felt the orgasm wash over me.

I cried out, my body tensing top to bottom. I pressed my pelvis into his hands and held my legs apart against the hard wooden arms, I arched my back and closed my eyes loosing sight of Crys for the first time since it began. I gasped for air and felt my fingers close tight around the wooden arms, just as my pussy closed tight around the fingers.

As the orgasm subsided I lifted my head back to look at Crys, it was only as our eyes met I realised I could feel nothing on me. No hands, no lips. My arms could move and I could feel my clothes hiding my modesty again. We stayed looking at each other for a moment, I had no idea what to say, but I knew I now believed in hypnosis!



The Hypnotist



Note: Read the whole story before making judgements about what this story is about. Maybe things are not as they first seem...Slick. All rights reserved.

*

It was the second day during a trip to Atlantic City that Jake and Todd were confronted in the bar by the hypnotist Dr Trance. 

"I noticed you two men at my show last night," Dr. Trance said to the two shit-faced men. "So did you like it?" 

Todd turned and laughed. "Sorry man but I don't believe that stuff really works." 

"Hell I wished it did," Jake grinned. "Maybe we could hypnotize those two girls over there and get them to do what we want." 

"Um, I see that you two are married," Dr. D grinned. "Why don't you hypnotize your wives?" 

"Right!" Jake laughed. "Our wives are so straight even magic won't get them to do what we want them to." 

The Dr. pulled up a chair. "So how much would it be worth to you if I could give you two the power over them?" 

Jake pulled out his wallet and opened it showing the almost nine hundred dollars he had just won in blackjack. "Would this cover it?" 

*****

"Did you win again?" Dina asked her best friend Allison as she looked over her shoulder at the slot machine bells and lights going off. 

"YES! Jackpot!" 

"Hi honey," Jake said before moving behind Allison and kissing her cheek. "Looks like you won $75." He moved his hands to her shoulders and slowly over them to the tops of her soft breasts. She quickly grabbed them. 

"Not here," she whispered. 

"What are you two doing here?" Dina asked her husband Todd. "We don't normally see you two until tomorrow morning." 

"Well, we just ran into Dr. Trance in the bar and he has agreed to do a private session with you and Allison to help you two stop smoking." 

"Really?" Allison asked as she pushed the receipt key and took her winnings. "When can he do it?" 

"Where?" Dina asked. 

"In your room in thirty minutes," Jake answered. 

*****

"Now put your mind at total rest," Dr. T whispered to the two women sitting on the small chairs by the patio window. "Relax every muscle in your body and think of a soft ocean breeze blowing onto your faces." 

Both women closed their eyes and slumped down into their chairs as they relaxed. 

"Now I want you to concentrate only on my voice. You're going into a deep sleep where you feel so good and happy. Totally relax every muscle starting with your toes and moving upward." 

Both women did as he said and ended up slumping down further. 

"Good. Now I'm going to say something that will cause excitement in your bodies. From now on when you hear this you will totally obey the person who said the word to you. If you understand please nod your head." 

Jake and Todd smiled as the women nodded up and down. 

"Good. Now remember anytime you hear what I'm about to say you must obey that person." Dr. D looked and smiled at the men. "THE WORD..." He looked around the room and saw the ball cap on the dresser. "YANKEES." 

As soon as he said it the women sat up in their chairs and were ready to obey. "Good," Dr. D said. "Now you must obey that person until that person says 'RED SOX'." 

Both women slumped back down into their chairs. 

"OK," Dr. D whispered to the men. "They are ready to do anything you want." 

Todd looked at the women. "How do we know? I mean can we test it?" 

"Sure, just say the key word and ask them to do something." 

Todd looked at Jake before turning to the two women. "Yankees." 

Both sat up with their eyes still closed. 

"Stand up." Allison and Dina stood with their hands hanging to their sides. 

"Shit," Jake said now believing in hypnotism. "Sit down." But the women continued to stand. 

"Todd said the word so they only will obey him," Dr. D grinned. 

"Nice," Todd laughed. He wanted to tell Allison to take off her dress but knew it was too early for that. "What do you want me to tell them to do?" He asked Jake. 

"I think we really need to test them," Jake said. "Have them kiss." 

Todd grinned. "I want you to kiss." 

If their was any doubt about them being under his power it went away because they turned and looked at each other before moving together and pressing their soft lips together. 

"Fuck," Jake whispered seeing his conservative wife kissing her best friend. He could see their breasts pressing together and their flat tummies. 

"Kiss with your tongues," Todd commanded. 

Jake moved closer so he could get a better look and gasped when he saw Dina's tongue pushing into his wife's lips. A few seconds later it retreated and Allison's tongue followed. 

For the next three minutes the men only stared as the women's mouths turned, pressed and nibbled. 

"What now?" Jake asked Todd who was looking back at the door. 

"I don't know but the doc left us." 

"Tell them to stop," Jake whispered. 

"Stop kissing." The two stopped and stood looking at each other. 

"Shit, are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Todd grinned at his buddy. 

"Oh man they will kill us if they find out." Both were now sporting full hard-ons. 

"Yes but when will we ever get another chance like this?" Todd asked as he looked at Allison's round breasts. He had wondered for so long how they would look naked. 

Jake was looking at Dina's nice ass. "What harm will a few minutes of living out our wet dreams do?" 

"Come here and stand in front of us," Todd commanded. The two women turned and walked in a trance to the bed. "How do you want Dina?" He was offering up his wife for a chance to get at Allison. 

"On the bed face down," Jake whispered. 

"Dina, get on the other bed and lie face down." As she walked to the other bed Jake followed and when she moved down on her back he sat next to her and glanced over at Todd. 

"Allison I want you to lie face up on this bed." A few seconds later she did as Todd ordered. Todd moved over and turned off the overhead light. Only the small light from the bathroom poorly covered the room. "Well let's have some fun," Todd grinned before lying next to Allison and slowly reaching over to cup her left breast. 

Jake watched another man fondling his wife's titty and knew he should stop this right now but to have a chance at Dina's ass was too much to give up. He turned facing her and then touched up her bare left leg, over her knee and then up to the edge of her dress. He wanted to go underneath but didn't want to go too fast. His fingertips instead moved up over her dress until he pressed into her soft left ass cheek. 

Todd found the hard nipple waiting for his fingers and took his time rubbing it back and forth. Dina's breasts and nipples were a lot smaller so he was in tit heaven as he caressed and rubbed Allison's nice round orbs. He glanced over at Jake and realized that he could not see what his buddy was doing to his wife. 

Jake squeezed her firm buttock and could feel the tiny bikini panties through the thin silk dress. After exploring her softness for a few minutes he ran his middle finger down her ass crack and then lower to the small strip of flesh between her ass and pussy. He thought her legs opened as his finger moved underneath and then over her damp pussy lips. After sliding up and down a few times he thought he heard her breathing becoming rapid and labored. 

Todd's caresses moved north to Allison's shoulder strap and wormed underneath it. As his fingers moved south he was touching only flesh and soon moved down over Allison's bare left breast. Her hard bare nip pressed against his hand which opened and completely covered the naked mound. 

"Shit man. You're touching her bare titty," Jake said as he looked over his shoulder at Todd's hand under his wife's dress and bra. 

"Well pull up her dress," Todd chuckled. 

Jake did just that and looked at the wonderful ass he had admired for so long. He had pushed the panties deep into the crack so now it looked as if her ass was totally naked. Again he caressed it but now could feel the heat and dampness. He looked back again to give Todd the thumbs up when he saw his wife's dress and bra hanging off Allison's breasts and Todd sucking on her closest nipple. 

"Damn Todd. How far are we going to go?" 

"Not that far but God I've been wanting to suck on these babies for a long time," Todd laughed and moved his lips to the other hard pink tip. 

Jake pulled the panties out of the crack and then pushed his bare hand under it until the middle finger parted the cheeks and moved down over her tight puckered hole. As he lightly pressed into it she squeezed it tighter to prevent any further passage. He thought she was out of the trance but remembered what the Dr. had said last night about hypnotized people refusing to do something they wouldn't normally do. He figured anal sex was a no-no for Dina. 

Todd sucked on both nips and heard small moans gurgling up Allison's throat. He knew she was getting really hot and wondered if Jake would let them go and touch their pussies. "Jake.....what do you say about touching under their panties?" 

Jake moved his fingers from Dina's crack. "We better not man." He didn't want to tell Todd that he had already touched her but on top of her panties. "Get up." Jake moved off the bed and saw Todd's hard-on pushing out his slacks. "We better get them dressed and get them out of the trance." 

"Shit man. I'm all worked up now." 

Jake was puzzled. "Well I'm not going to let you fuck my wife." 

"No, but what if........what if they....you know...maybe they can jerk us off?" 

Jake was about to tell him to forget it but looked again at Dina's ass. "Do you think it will work?" 

"Shit they've let us touch them so why not try it?" 

"OK," Jake said as he moved to the other side of Dina while Todd moved over by Allison. 

"Dina I want you to masturbate Jake until he cums," Todd commanded. Dina didn't move. 

"I told you," Jake said as he started to sit up but Dina lifted up and pushed him back down. He stared as she fumbled with his zipper and then reached inside to pull out his hard six inch cock. As her fingers rubbed and stroked him he closed his eyes and moved back on the pillow. 

"Allison I want you to masturbate me," Todd grinned. 

"Fuck," Jake thought while peeking over to watch his wife jerking off his buddy. He was glad that Todd was not any bigger than he was. Nothing was said for the next five minutes as the women took their time stroking and squeezing the hard rods and balls. 

"Faster baby," Todd moaned feeling his dam about to burst. He too was looking across at the other bed while his wife took care of Jake's needs. "OH FUCK I'M GOING TO CUM!" 

"YES....ME TOO!" Jake cried out while lifting his hips upward. Seconds later both men shot their hot spunk out the swollen tips up over the women's still moving hands. "OH SHIT STOP!" But Dina kept stroking. 

"STOP," Todd cried out. Both women stopped and then moved back to a prone position. 

"We better clean them up," Jake grinned. The men stood and quickly cleaned off the women's hands and fingers. They did their best to clean off the bedspread and then fixed their wife's clothing. "OK bring them out of the trance," Jake said as he sat at the small table by the window. 

"Red Sox," Todd said loudly. Both women opened their eyes and then stretched. 

"Did I fall asleep?" Dina asked as she sat up. 

"Yeah, me too," Allison smiled. "The last thing I remember is listening to the Doctor." 

"All he did was put you two asleep," Todd lied. 

"I hope you didn't pay him anything," Allison said to her husband who was smiling at the table. "Because I want a cigarette." 

"No, he said we only had to pay him if it worked," Todd grinned. Now as he looked at Allison's covered chest he knew what those puppies looked like and even knew how they tasted. 

"Well I'm hungry," Allison said. "Where are we eating tonight?" 

"The seafood restaurant on the boardwalk," Jake answered. "Come on let's get showered and change our clothes." He took Allison's hand and moved out of the room. 

"Why are you smiling?" Dina asked her husband after Allison and Jake left. "Are you two up to something?" 

Todd pulled off his clothes and headed into the bathroom. "I'm not up to anything." 

*****

It was a short walk to the restaurant. Jake and Todd walked ahead while Allison and Dina walked behind. Once they were far enough away Todd whispered. "Is Allison suspicious?" 

"No, not at all," Jake grinned. "You know this hypnotism thing really works." 

Todd smacked his buddy's back. "Just think of the possibilities." 

*****

"Look at them," Dina whispered. "Sure they are satisfied but what did they do for us?" 

"Shhh, it's just a matter of time before they get to us," Allison giggled. 

"How long are we going to play this game? Do you really think they will actually fuck us?" 

"I'm not sure now," Allison whispered back. "But jerking off Todd was really hot." 

"Yeah and it looks like they are both the same size," Dina giggled. "But if I don't get some relief soon I'm going to take matters in my own hand." 

They saw the men turn and grin. 

*****

It was after dinner that the two couples moved down a ramp to the sand and dark beach. A beach bar nearby was closed so they moved over and stood looking out at the dark ocean. 

Jake glanced over at Todd who winked. Jake said, "Yankees". It was his turn to tell the women what to do. As Dina and Allison stood stiff Jake moved behind Dina and Todd behind Allison. They took their hands and moved to the bar. 

"I want you to kiss Todd," Jake ordered to his wife. He turned to Dina. "And I want you to kiss me." 

Todd and Jake leaned back against the bar while the women's bodies pressed into theirs and then they pressed their lips together. 

*****

Allison's tongue teased over Todd's lips and when they opened she forced her way inside and found his tongue waiting. Her thigh pressed into his hard-on as he reached down and cupped her soft buttocks. 

Jake too was surprised how forceful Dina's tongue was and how she opened her legs to let his thigh press into her covered pussy. It had been years since he had frenched another woman and now was enjoying every second of it. 

Dina's pussy was about to explode as she rubbed it up and down Jake's leg. She wanted to reach down and pull out his cock again but knew she had to pretend to be hypnotized. It was then that Jake surprised her and Allison. 

"I want both of you to take off your panties." 

Allison froze when she heard Jake's command. Maybe they were going to fuck them after all. She pulled her tongue from Todd's mouth and moved back before leaning over and reaching up under her dress. 

Todd moved next to Jake as they watched their wives pulling their skimpy undies down their legs. "Fuck man, are we going to do it?" 

"I have another fantasy," Jake grinned. "Don't worry you are going to like it." 

The panties left their feet and when the two stood back up waiting for their next command Jake took the silky and damp thongs. "Now I want you two to touch each others pussies until you both cum." 

Allison was about to gasp and tell her husband to go fuck himself when Dina reached down and pulled up her dress. They made eye contact as Dina's fingers tickled up Allison's tender thighs until they found her dripping pussy folds. 

"Shit," Todd gasped when he saw his wife's middle fingers parting the blonde bush and then disappearing into Allison's lower lips. There was just enough light for him to see Dina's finger finding and caressing the taller woman's clitoris. 

Allison froze and was enjoying the contact until Dina's hand found her own and guided it down to Dina's leg. Her body blocked the men from seeing it but it was enough to get Allison's finger exploring up under the short dress until she found out that Dina's pussy lips were shaven. They both had said they wanted satisfaction but this was not what they had planned. 

"Ohh," Allison moaned. Jake had touched her many times but did not have the knowledge and experience that Dina had. 

"Turn and let us see," Jake ordered. 

"Oh God," Dina thought when they turned and exposed their pussies to the men. Not only that but they could see the fingers working to get each other off. Neither women had ever been with another female and had never really desired it. Now both were wondering why they had waited so long. 

"Umpphhh," Dina grunted as she approached her climax. They both were so wet their fingers were making sloshing sounds. Dina came first. "OHHHH!" 

"AHHH!" Allison cried out when her body exploded. 

Now it was the men who needed to be satisfied. "Shit let them do us again," Todd said as he unzipped his pants and pulled out his pink shaft. "Make them give us a blowjob." 

Jake turned and laughed. "Put that thing away. Besides Allison doesn't do oral." 

"Dina can do us both," Todd grinned. "Maybe at the same time." 

"Put it away," Jake said. He turned and handed the women their panties. "Put these back on." 

Dina stared ahead as she pulled up her damp panties. She was thinking how it would be giving them both a blowjob. After pulling up their panties the men moved behind their own spouse and Jake whispered, "Red Sox." 

"Let's hit the blackjack table for a while," Jake said to Todd when they walked back into their hotel. 

"But maybe we should go upstairs...you know..." 

"Give it a rest," Jake whispered. "We need to take it slow." Meanwhile the women stood watching their men walking into the casino. 

"Wow, I didn't expect that," Allison whispered. Suddenly Dina had become more than just a good friend. 

"I could tell you liked it," Dina giggled. 

"You too," Allison snapped back with her own giggle. They moved into the bar and to a remote booth. "Do you think we need to stop this?" 

"Why?" Dina asked. "Our plan was to get the guys believing that we are hypnotized and to get our sex lives going again." 

"Why don't we just get them to swap?" Allison asked. 

"This is a lot more fun. Besides once we swap they will get bored again." 

"Yes but we didn't plan on us...I mean you and I doing things. God we've frenched and now..." 

"And now realize we don't always have to have the men around to have fun," Dina smiled.

"They might get mad when they find out we are not really hypnotized." Allison said. 

"We should be the ones mad," Dina reasoned. "I mean they have touched our boobs and ass and had us jerk them off." 

"I'm going to go and play some slots. Wanna come?" Allison asked. 

"No, I'm just going to sit here and enjoy a few drinks," Dina smiled. As she sat there she remembered the night after the show. 

***** 

"Where you hypnotized on stage?" Allison asked Dina after the show. Their husbands left them anxious to get to the casino. 

"No, I was just pretending. That shit doesn't work." 

"I'll bet our husbands would like to hypnotize us," Allison giggled. 

"I wonder what they would ask us to do?" Dina said. 

"They talk big about swapping but I doubt if they would ask us to do anything bad," Allison answered. 

"I'll bet you that they will go all the way," Dina grinned. 

"Naaa," Allison laughed. "But I guess there is no way to really find out." At that moment Dr. Trance walked into the bar. 

"Maybe there is a way?" Dina smiled. 

***** 

Todd quickly lost about $100 and saw Jake winning. "I'm going to the john." He picked up his few chips and moved out of the gaming area. As he walked towards the restroom he saw Allison walking towards the ladies room. He knew it was wrong but it was too tempting to turn down. 

Allison didn't know that Todd was behind her until she felt his hand on her waist. She turned to see who was touching her when she recognized his voice. "Yankees." After turning to see his smiling face she froze and looked around to see Jake but he wasn't there. 




The Hypnotist



"Follow me," Todd commanded. 

Allison's heart raced because they had not planned being alone with the other one's spouse. After Todd moved into the elevator she moved in next to him and stood nervously. 

Todd knew that Jake was winning so he would not be looking for him or the women. He pushed their floor and stood also nervously as they watched the lights above the door. Finally the elevator stopped and he walked up to his room and opened it. "Go inside." 

Todd turned on the small night next to the bed and turned to Allison. "Take off all your clothes." 

Again she thought about saying no and telling him that it was a joke but her body wouldn't let her. She kept her trembling fingers as still as possible while she reached up and pulled off the shoulder straps of her dress. As the straps fell down her arms her strapless bra came into view and when the dress fell at her feet she knew her panties were still sopping wet. 

"The bra." Todd pulled off his shirt and watched her wonderful titties again appear. Since she was now standing they looked even bigger. "Shit." 

Allison did her best not to grin before pushing off her panties. She stood naked to only the second man in her life and waited to see how far he wanted to go. She hoped he didn't want to fuck her because she would have to stop him. 

"Nice now turn around." He watched and realized her ass was actually pretty nice. As she faced away from him he quickly pushed off his slacks and boxers and then moved his naked front up against her backside. 

"Oh God," Allison thought when she felt his excitement pressing into her soft buns. Then his lips moved to her neck which had always been her G-spot. As he nibbled and kissed electrical shocks overtook her body and gathered between her thighs. She lifted her arms while his hands moved up her sides and then around to cup her chest again. 

"God I've wanted to fuck you for so long," Todd whispered. "Your breasts are so...so wonderful and......" His right now moved off her right breast and caressed down over her navel to the top of her downy soft golden bush. 

Allison's mind said no but she couldn't move when his fingers moved down into her hot and wet hole. 

"And your pussy. It's so hot and wet." 

She heard his nasty words which made her even more turned on. His penis was now sliding up and down her butt crack while he finger-fucked her like Dina had done less than an hour ago. 

"Let's get on the bed," he whispered. 

Allison's legs were weak as they wobbled to the side of the bed and then down next to him. He turned her to face him and felt his cock head pressing into her pubic area. 

"Kiss me and touch me all over," Todd commanded. 

It was like a switch turned on because her hands moved up and down his back, over his hard butt and then down the back of his thighs. She smiled as the fingers moved to the front of his thighs and then upward until her two hands captured and squeezed his hard-on. 

"Kiss me all over." 

Allison gulped before kissing his neck and then his lips. She frenched him for almost a minute until his hands pushed her head down to his chest and then down to his stomach. She knew where he was guiding her and wasn't sure if she could do what he wanted. The damp tip pushed into her cheek which caused her to turn her head and look at it. 

"Do it Allison. Kiss my cock." 

"But I don't do oral," Allison thought. She remembered that Jake had told him that. But this was not the normal Allison. This was a woman in a trance who was being commanded to do nasty things. 

Todd waited but she did not move. He realized that Jake was right and when he moved his hands from her head she kissed up to his navel again and twirled her sharp tongue into it. He moaned. 

Allison giggled softly and then left a damp trail downward until her cheek again touched his pre-cum covered crown. This time when she turned her head she lightly kissed the swollen head with tightly closed lips. 

"Ohhh," Todd moaned feeling her lips. He felt her lips pecking down the stiff shaft to his balls and then back up the other side. When she got to the tip again she poised and then slowly opened her lips and tasted pre-cum for the first time. 

"Oh yes." 

Allison sucked in his juices and then licked around and around the crown. She still had not taken it in her mouth yet and was contemplating it when she felt his body turning around. Before she realized what he was doing his face dove between her thighs and this tongue raped into her wanton pussy lips. It was enough to cause her eyes and mouth to open widely. 

Todd was a good pussy licker and soon had Allison's clawing at his buttocks. Her mouth was still pressing into his hard-on but she had not taken the bait until he jammed his tongue deeply into her. It was then her mouth surrounded and engulfed the whole tip and two inches below it. 

Allison realized she had to breathe through her nose. After catching her breath she moved her tongue across the invading cock and then moved her lips up and down to match his tongue fucking her pussy. 

Todd's fingers pulled her lips open even wider and then pushed as deeply as he could. Her pussy lips completely covered his face from his chin up to his eyebrows. 

Allison was lost now in lust. Nothing matter anymore but to please this man and to have him devour her sex. Her lips made it to his pubic mane and caused her to gag a little but the next trip she turned her head just enough to keep breathing. It was then she heard his voice. 

"I'm going to cum baby." 

First she thought about pulling away but her passion overtook her. She held his hips tightly as she prepared herself for the flood. 

"Shit baby here it comes," he warned but she kept her lips locked and when it happened her cheeks bellowed out with the force. She swallowed and took another blast and then another. Finally he was empty and then took over to bring her off. 

Allison moved onto her back and waited until he was lying between her thighs. His tongue and lips again attacked her pussy as she grabbed the damp sheets next to her hips. Her head moved side to side until she exploded. "OHHHHHH!" 

*****

Jake knew his buddy had lost some serious bucks and felt bad when he left. He had won over $2000 since they had arrived and knew he had some extra to loan Todd. "Deal me out," he said to the dealer and headed towards the restroom. As he turned the corner he saw Todd walking into the elevator and was about to call to him when he turned just enough for him to see Allison standing in the elevator too. She was staring ahead like she was in a trance. 

"That fuck-head." He ran to the elevator but the door had closed and he could only look as the lights changed above the door until it stopped at his floor. "You asshole." 

He pushed the button to go and beat the shit out of Todd but realized that Allison could come out of her trance and be pissed about them hypnotizing her. He watched the door open and close before he turned and headed back into the casino to look for Dina. 

***** 

Dina had just finished her third glass of wine and was about to get up when Jake walked into the dark bar. She waved and he walked over to sit next to her. 

"Where is everyone at?" She asked. 

Jake looked around and whispered, "Yankees." 

Dina just stared at first before she realized what he was doing. Surely he didn't want to mess around with her in the bar which was getting busy. Her lips closed and she waited. 

"Where is everyone at?" Jake repeated. "Well our spouses are upstairs in your room probably fucking." He sat back still pissed but ready for revenge. 

Dina too was upset but decided to see what Jake wanted to do. He wanted to go to his room but didn't want Todd and Allison to burst in on them. Not yet anyway. "Let's take a walk." 

After walking out of the bar they headed towards the lobby. He was about to ask about getting another room when he saw Dr. Trance who looked like he was about to leave the hotel. 

"Hey," Jake said as they walked up to him. "Are you leaving?" 

The Doc turned and was surprised to see Jake with Dina. He looked at her over his shoulder and saw her wink which meant that Jake thought she was in a trance. "Uh yeah I have to get to New York tonight." 

"Say can I have...I mean can I use your room?" Jake winked which caused Dr. Trance to grin. 

"Sure. Here you go enjoy it." The doc tossed the room key and winked at him. He turned and walked out. 

Jake looked at the key and took Dina's hand. "Come on." Dina had to almost run to keep up with him. 

Jake and Dina stood staring at the enormous room. In the center was a round bed and above it was a mirrored ceiling. "Perfect." 

Dina waited by the bed wondering if this was it and if he wanted to fuck her. She too was still pissed and figured if he wanted to she would let him. 

"Come in here," she heard him say from another room. She walked in and stopped when she saw a large bath tub. It looked more like a hot tub. Jake's clothes were on the floor and he was sitting on the edge with his feet in the steamy water. In his hand was his long and very hard cock. 

"Undress," was all he said. As she pulled off her dress his hand slowly stroked up and down his torpedo. 

Dina's eyes never left his penis because she had never seen Todd jerk off before. She hurried to pull off her bra showing him her 34b titties and hard gumdrop tips and then her panties exposing her bald and puffy pussy lips. She hoped he didn't cum before she had a chance to enjoy his Popsicle. 

"Let me help you get in," Jake grinned as he held out his hand and when she took it guided her into the hot water. When she was in he talked, "Turn around and put your hands on the edge." 

Dina leaned forward and grabbed the edge which caused her marvelous ass to push up at his face. She knew he liked her ass but was unsure what he wanted her to do. His intentions became clear. 

"Lean forward and rest your head on the edge and reach back and pull open your ass cheeks." 

"Oh God," Dina thought knowing he was going to see a lot more than she had ever shown even Todd. She put her forehead on the edge and reached back to grab her buttocks. 

As her cheeks opened and her puckered hole appeared Jake dropped down into the water only inches from her pinkness. "Wider." 

Dina gasped when she pulled as hard as she could and when his finger tickled around the rosy rear hole. "Ohhh." 

Jake laughed and slowly stood up until his cock head pressed between her cheeks. "Don't worry. I got some cream from the sink over there." 

Dina gasped again when she felt him squirt some cold cream between her cheeks and over her anus. As the cream tinkled down over her hot and ready pussy she let go of her cheeks and his view disappeared. 

"Hold them open and tell me you want me to fuck you in your ass." 

The words formed at her lips but her tongue couldn't speak them. She pulled apart her cheeks again and pressed her ass backwards until his cock head pressed into her tight hole. Her actions replaced her words. 

Dina gripped the edge as he pushed his swollen crown into her rear. It was a good payback because Todd had wanted to fuck her ass many times before. 

"If it hurts let me know and I'll stop," Jake whispered. He waited to see if she would stop him but she instead reached back and pulled her ass wider and pushed it backwards. Another two inches pushed inside. 

Jake knew that ass fucking did little for a woman so as she got used to the new length he reached around her hip and toyed with her swollen clitty. 

It was feeling better because of him touching her pussy and because she had lowered her body until their lower halves were in the hot and bubbly water. 

Jake pulled his cock out some and slowly slid it back in. Again and again he did it and each time the prick moved deeper and deeper until his stomach was smashing against her buttocks.. 

"God what an ass," Jake groaned. "Oh Shit! I'm CUMMING!" 

Dina giggled softly so he couldn't hear her and felt his hot juices in her bowels. He kept diddling her clitoris until she too climaxed. "OHHHH!" 

Dina's hair was wet when Jake had her get dressed, took her back downstairs and slid into the bar booth next to her. He ordered her another wine and whispered, "Red Sox." 

Dina's butt hurt but she didn't let on and didn't even mention her damp hair. "So what do you want to do now?" 

*****

Todd too took Allison back to where he had put her into a trance and then said, "Red Sox." Allison pretended to come out of the trance and smiled at Todd. 

"So where are our spouses?" 

"I'm not sure. Let's go and look for them." 

Allison could still taste his juices in her mouth as they moved through the casino and found them laughing in the bar. 

"Hey," Jake grinned. "Where have you two been?" He wanted to strangle Todd but kept his cool. 

"No where," Todd grinned. He felt guilty about what he had done and knew that he had to confess to Jake later. Both men were now completely satisfied but the women still wanted more and had to tell each other about what just happened. 

"Want to go to the ladies room?" Dina asked Allison. 

*****

Allison closed the restroom door and pulled Dina into one of the stalls. "Oh God I have to tell you what just happened." 

"Yes you do," Dina said leaning back against the cool metal wall. "Did he fuck you?" 

"You knew?" 

"No but Jake saw you two going into the elevator. It looked as if my sweet husband put you into a trance." 

"No. We didn't do it," Allison confessed. "But we did......we did have oral sex." 

"Jesus," Dina gasped. "And he didn't try to fuck you?" 

"No, he was surprised and very happy and empty when we finished. It was great." 

"I have something to tell you too," Dina whispered. For the next five minutes she told Allison every detail about having anal sex in the hot tub. 

"See I told you that they are totally into the hypnotism thing," Allison giggled. "Now we have to get them to fuck us." 

"I don't think it's going to be much longer," Dina smiled. The moved out of the stall and saw a cute black woman looking at them in the mirror. 

"What is the hypnotism thing?" The woman asked with a big smile. 

*****

Jake stared at Todd waiting to see if he would confess. After a few minutes of wiggling around Todd coughed. "I have to tell you something." 

"Go ahead," Jake grinned. 

"Before.......I mean...I was with Allison." 

"And..." 

"We..uh..went upstairs and I put her in a trance." Todd waited to see how pissed he was but he only smiled. 

"And..." 

"And, we messed around." 

"You fucked her." 

"No, not really that." 

"Shit Todd you either fucked her or you didn't." 

"She.....we...we did oral sex." 

Jake was not expecting that especially about his wife. "Right." 

"We did. I remembered what you said about her not doing it and probably wouldn't while being hypnotized but she did it. God, she was really good." 

Jake leaned back against the seat totally shocked. "Fuck." 

"Sorry man. I shouldn't have done it but I saw her alone and..." 

"Yeah I know I saw you two go into the elevator," Jake confessed. "It really pissed me off so I went and got Dina." 

"Don't tell me that you fucked her." 

"Not exactly." 

It was repeat time. "Shit Jake you either fucked her or you didn't." 

"I didn't do it in her.." He hesitated. "In her pussy." 

"Mouth?" 

"No." 

Now it was Todd's turn to be shocked. "In her fucking ass?" 

Jake nodded. 

"She's never let me...." 

"Do you think they are really...you know...in a trance?" Jake whispered. "What if they are just pretending?" 

"They must be good pretenders," Todd said seriously. "You know maybe we need to cool it for a while to see their reaction?" He saw them walking into the bar. "Shhh, here they come." 

"What's up?" Dina asked before sitting next to her husband. 

"Nothing but we are getting tired. Maybe we should turn in?" 

"That sounds good," Allison said while yawning. Maybe the guys wanted to finally get to the intercourse. 

But after they walked to the elevators the girls thought they would lay the "Yankees" on them but nothing was said. They said goodnight and went to their rooms. 

"Ummm, all alone," Dina whispered to Todd as he brushed his teeth. Her fingers wormed into the fly of his boxers and found his limp noodle. 

"Honey I'm tired," Todd groaned before pulling her fingers from him. 

Dina stood and watched him rinse out his mouth and spit into the sink. He moved back into the bedroom and by the time she finished brushing her teeth Todd was snoring. 

Allison ran into the same fate and had trouble sleeping. Maybe the guys were bored of the game and didn't want to go any further. As she diddled her clitty she thought of the past few days and how hot the sex was.

***** 

Dina slowly woke up the next morning and felt her husband's body pressing into her back. She pretended to be asleep while his fingers pushed up under her nightgown and then between her butt cheeks. "So you do know about Jake fucking my ass," she thought. 

Todd couldn't get the mental picture of Jake fucking his wife's butt out of his mind. He had waked up early and had found the tube of Vaseline in his toiletry bag. Now a glob of it was on his middle finger as it wormed between her tight cheeks until it found her puckered and still a little sore hole. 

Dina smiled and waited for him to say "Yankees" but he never did. 

"Uh what are you doing back there?" She asked softly. 

"Nothing," Todd laughed before pushing his finger slowly into her tight butt. Normally she would have jumped from the bed by now. 

"It might be better if I did this?" She giggled before turning to face downward and then moving up onto her elbows and knees. His finger never left her bum hole as she reached back and exposed her other hole. 

Todd had been hard since he started thinking about fucking her rear. As he aimed his tip into her butt she reached up under her pussy and helped to guide him to where Jake had been last night. 

Again it was not that great for her but as she played with her clitty she knew that the men would be back around to more sex that day. 

"OH BABY!" Todd cried while fucking his first real piece of ass. 

*****

In the other bed it was Allison who had awoken first and had moved her head under the sheet. She found Jake's limp penis and took her time licking and then sucking on it until it was standing at attention and his hands were massaging her head. Neither said a word as to why all the sudden she was giving him a blowjob. It really didn't matter because both were really turned on. 

Jake felt his wife's body move on top of his and turn around until he was looking up into her damp pussy lips. His hands pulled her dripping cunt breakfast down as her lips circled and then engulfed his breakfast sausage. 

Allison was not a pro at this but this was only her second blowjob so she was not doing that bad. She heard Jake moaning and then pulled off her lips and suckled on his balls. 

"Allison stop...I'm going to cum," Jake warned. He figured she didn't want a mouthful of his spunk. She did pull her lips off but not for the same reason. 

"Cum in my mouth." Her mouth opened and again sucked him inside. 

"OH FUCK. HERE IT COMES!" 

Allison swallowed three loads and then moved up until she was sitting on Jake's face. Her fingers pulled open her labia and then rubbed her clitty up and down his tongue. "OHHH!" 

Jake felt her fall off and then came up with an idea. He looked at her and said, "Yankees." 

"Shit, what does he want now?" Allison asked herself as she pretended to be in a trance. 

Jake turned and looked at his wife's face which was looking straight upward. "I'm going to ask you some questions and you have to answer them. Do you understand?" 




The Hypnotist



Allison nodded.

"Did you suck Todd's cock last night?" 

She knew that he knew. She nodded. 

"Do you want to fuck Todd?" 

Allison hesitated. She knew a nod would get her what the women really wanted. She nodded. 

"Do you care if I fuck Dina?" 

Allison quickly shook her head. 

Jake grinned and asked another question. "Will you fuck any man that I pick out?" 

Allison took a deep breath. There was no way she was going to just fuck a stranger. But she didn't want him to know that she was pretending to be in a trance. She slowly nodded. 

"Red Sox." 

*****

It was later after their real breakfast that Jake cornered Todd. "I put Allison in a trance this morning and asked if she wanted you to fuck her." 

Todd grinned. "And." 

"She nodded." 

"Good then let's do it," Todd said as they looked at their spouses sitting at he table while they paid the bill. 

"I smell a rat," Jake grinned. "I also asked her if she would let any man I pick out fuck her. And she also agreed." 

"You wouldn't." 

"Right, I wouldn't but it would be one way to really see if they are hypnotized." 

"And where are you going to find that man?" 

Jake glanced over at a table where a young black guy sat. He had not taken his eyes off of Allison breasts since he had sat down there. "Him." 

"We are going shopping," Dina told the men when they returned to the table. "We need some things to wear." 

"Todd and I will be around here somewhere," Jake smiled. They watched the women leave and then Jake moved to the guy's table. "Care if I sit down?" 

*****

Dina and Allison picked out the sexiest underwear and nightgowns they could find because both were expecting to be fucked by the other one's spouse that evening. "Jake asked me some weird questions after putting me in a trance this morning," Allison whispered. She went on to tell Dina the whole conversation. 

"Another man?" Dina repeated. "I don't believe Jake would do that." 

"I don't think so ether but why did he ask it?" 

"I don't know." 

*****

The men played some blackjack that afternoon and around dinner time the women moved upstairs to get dressed. They put on their sexiest undies and dresses and met the guys in the restaurant. 

"Wow," Todd said seeing most of their breasts falling out of the tops and their tanned thighs peeking out below. 

Dina and Allison were excited as the men kept paying them compliments and after their meal the men asked them to go into the nightclub where a band was playing. 

"Are you guys really going to dance with us?" Dina asked after they sat down in a large circular booth. The guys didn't answer her but did order some drinks. After a few wines and beers they were all feeling good when a slow dance number came on. 

"Let's dance honey," Allison said. She pulled on Jake's arm but he sat still. 

"Not now," Jake grinned. He looked across the bar at the guy and tipped his glass his way before saying, "Yankees." 

Dina glanced at Allison and both pretended to be in trances. 

"Would you like to dance?" the young man asked Dina. 

"Dance with him." Jake whispered. "Very closely." 

Dina moved out of the booth and into the stranger's arms. Then another man that Jake had not met yet asked Allison to dance. "Dance with him closely." 

Allison saw the man was tall and black. She nervously moved into his strong arms. 

"Are you sure about this?" Todd asked Jake as they watched the two men pressing their obvious hard-ons into their wife's stomachs. 

"Oh God," Dina thought when she felt his man's passion rubbing against her tummy. His large hands were all over her lower back and even down to her ass crack. She peeked over at Allison and saw her man's thigh rubbing against Allison's pussy mound. 

Allison knew the man was very well endowed and remembered the question Jake had asked her in bed that morning. "He wants me to fuck this man," she thought. 

Dina was thinking the same thing while her man nibbled onto her ear and licked down her tender neck. She knew he had found out how skimpy her tiny thong was under the dress. 

The song ended and the two men walked the women back to the booth. Allison thought it was over until Jake said, "Why don't you men join us?" Before the women knew it they were trapped between their husbands and the two tall and dark strangers. 

"I'm Rodney and this is James," the taller man grinned. Rodney was the guy that Jake had offered the proposal to. 

"Hi," Todd grinned. He noticed that James had dropped his hand to Dina's left leg. She tried to move closer to Todd but he pushed back. The same thing was happening to Allison's leg as Rodney lightly caressed it. 

Jake grinned and leaned over to whisper in Allison's ear. "Touch his cock." 

Allison sat up slightly and was about to slap her husband when she saw Dina slowly shake her head. Dina didn't want this to stop. And then she realized that she could touch another man with her husband's permission. 

Jake was somewhat surprised when Allison's hand fell from the table onto her own thigh and then walked over until she was squeezing Rodney's. A few seconds later her fingers fanned out and found his covered eight inch rocket. 

Jake leaned over and told Dina to do the same to James. She didn't hesitate until seconds later she found James's thick rod. 

The two guys had agreed to take a hundred dollars each if they let the women touch and play with them. They also agreed to go back to the rooms and even get up to the point of intercourse but to go no further. 

Dina knew that Jake had not said to take out James' bare cock but she didn't care. The music drowned out the zipper noise and James' gasp when her tiny white fingers wrapped around his dark joy stick. 

"Shit man, we better stops this," Todd whispered to Jake when he saw his wife jerking off the chocolate rod. 

"Wait," Jake said but then Allison released Rodney's cock and quickly caught up to Dina. 

To be jerked off by cute white women in a crowded bar while the husband's looked on was too much for James. "Why don't we go and find a room?" 

"Would you like that?" Jake whispered to Allison. She smiled and nodded. 

"Go up to our room and get undressed. Turn the lights off and lie face down." Jake whispered to the two women. "We will be up shortly." 

*****

"What are we doing?" Allison asked Dina once they got into the elevator. "We can't let them fuck us." 

"Did you see the size of James?" Dina giggled. 

"No I had my hand full of Rodney," Allison sighed. "Are they really going to let those men fuck us?" 

"I think so," Dina grinned. "Hell let's do it."

"This is crazy," Allison said when the door opened and they hurried to get undressed. 

***** 

The room was pitch-black and the women were lying bare ass naked face down on the bed. They heard the door opening and heard the footsteps into the room. 

Both pussies were dripping wet in anticipation of finally getting fucked. The women had come to the conclusion that if their husband's wanted another man to fuck them then why not. 

No words were said while the women felt someone get onto their bed and then slowly pull open their legs. The large fingers grabbed onto the sides of their hips and lifted until they were positioned in the doggie position ready to receive the black men's bones. 

"Ahhh," Allison gasped when she first felt the damp cock head pushing up under her ass and thighs. It fumbled at first but then round her dripping slit and the hole that was open and ready to receive it. "Here it comes," she thought. 

Dina too was breathing heavily now as a thick prick pressed between her outer lips and rubbed up over her swollen clitty. She wanted to scream to hurry up but didn't. 

Allison felt the cock head enter into her pussy and suddenly gasped. "NO I CAN'T DO THIS!" She jumped forward to escape the hard ram and then reached over to turn on the light. "YOU GUYS HAVE TO LEAVE!" When she turned she saw Jake kneeling on her bed with his hard cock in his fingers. "IT WAS YOU!" 

Todd had almost three inches of his prick up into his wife's hole when the light came on. Dina was so lost in being fucked she didn't realize what was going on until she looked over and saw Jake. "JAKE! THAT MEANS......." She moved forward disengaging her pussy from Todd's cock. "YOU SHIT HEADS! YOU SET US UP!" 

"Yeah and at least Allison stopped it," Todd said angrily. "You thought I was James and were ready to let him fuck you." 

"I knew it was you," Dina lied. "How long have you two known?" 

"We weren't really sure. But after you let me fuck your ass and Allison gave Todd a blowjob we became suspicious." Jake grinned. 

Allison then realized how funny this all was and started laughing. Then Dina joined her. 

"What's so funny?" Todd asked. Both men were still sporting hard cocks. 

"We've been wanting for you two to fuck us," Allison giggled. "And now finally it was about to happen." 

"Well we can finish what we started," Todd smiled. 

Dina looked at Allison. "Yes but now it's our turn to tell you two what to do. YANKEES." 

Todd and Jake grinned but pretended to be hypnotized. 

"On your backs, "Dina commanded. "And close your eyes." Both men did as she said and waited. A minute later they felt their soft bodies crawl up over their hips and then drop their pussies down their shafts. 

"Open your eyes," Dina ordered. 

Jake knew from her voice that Dina was implanted on his cock and then knew that Allison was riding Todd's on the other bed. 

"Finally!" Dina gasped as she lifted and lowered her filled cunt. "Now don't you cum until I tell you to." 

Bodies slapped together for the next ten minutes until Allison gasped. "OH GOD TODD I'M GOING TO CUM!" 

Todd looked over at his wife. "Can I cum too?" 

"Yes," Dina giggled. 

"NOW.........NOW OH YES.....NOW!" 

Dina however made Jake wait. She was finally riding his cock and didn't want it to end. His hands explored over her small breasts and back behind her at her great ass. "FUCK ME DAMMIT!" 

Jake did his best to hold off but finally had to cum. "I'm.......CUMMING!" 

"ME TOO!" Dina screamed. 

*****

The next few days were pretty much of the same however the couples actually switched bedrooms. It was on a Thursday that the men decided to stay in the casino. 

"I told you they would be bored," Allison sighed to Dina. They were sitting in the lobby when they saw Dr. Trance walk up to them. 

"The men found out that we weren't really hypnotized," Allison said to the man they had set this all up with. 

"Are they in the casino?" 

Dino nodded and frowned. 

"So now you two are left alone." 

Again the women nodded. 

"Well why don't we go up to my room?" 

Allison and Dina were shocked this man would even make such a suggestion. "I don't think so," Allison said as she tried to stand but then the Doctor looked at both of them and said, "THE WORD." Both immediately went into a real hypnotic state. 

Dr. Trance chuckled as he led the women into the elevator. "You see when I said I was going to say something to make you obey the first thing I said was 'THE WORD'. Now you two are mine for the next few hours." 

He just loved those people who didn't believe in hypnotism. As the elevator rushed up to his large room he reached one hand down and squeezed Dina's nice ass and then the other hand over to caress Allison's firm knocker. "Oh I'm going to have so much fun with you two tonight." 

Fini 

*****

A few twists along the way hopefully kept you all interested. The two women did end up stopping to smoke but they also took trips to Atlantic City alone. It just happened that Dr. Trance was performing. Ha. Don't forget to vote. Thanks....Slick. 



The Hypnotist



Some people would call me impulsive, insensitive, and medieval. Most likely my boss would call me hard working but lacking the ability to be inventive but who cares what this woman who has been my nemesis ever since I graduated college thinks. I would call myself impressive, powerful and brilliant, but first to the basics and why this tale will have an impact on the lives of men and women around the world.

I'm Frank Littlejohn senior programmer and analyst for the world's largest computer operating system software manufacturer. At 33 years old I'm 5'7" tall. The farm labor of my youth still shows through my tanned upper body and rigged arm muscles. My balding head has remnants of black hair streaked with grey. 

I was born in a small farming community in Indiana and as a youngster worked hard on the family farm. This difficult work left me physically strong and gave me ample time to develop a superior IQ, but it also required so much time that I did not have a chance to socialize with my peers during high school. This lack of a social life made high school emotionally rough on me. 

I had the size and physic to be an athlete but I lacked any natural athletic abilities. I spent countless hours at home tossing footballs and playing basketball with my younger brothers. Curses would escape my lips with each failed pass or shot. This lack of ability kept me from being the jock of the class even though I desired to be the boy every girl swooned over. Though out the torture of high school I swore that one day every woman would crave to spend every moment with me. Rejection by the high school girls left me a virgin throughout my school years. Instead of sexual experimentation with young supple girls who were becoming woman I had to settle for late nights hidden under the covers of my bed with various magazines and my active imagination. 

Instead of focusing my efforts on the girls in class I focused my energies on academic studies and in my senior of high school I was offered an academic scholarship to a prestigious university.

I remember the first time I toured the big campus. I entered the student union for the first time and viewed the women students as they bustled through the building. I explored the student recreation center and watched the students engaged in a wide variety of physical activities. Everyone seemed cheerful and friendly. All the girls appeared beautiful and available.

I walked the Greek community and marveled at the various fraternities I had watched numerous movies and I was well aware of the sexual escapades that happened behind the walls of these fraternities. Surely one of these paragons of academia would recognize my superiority and want me as a brother. As a member I would surely lose my dreaded virginity. This hope was dashed when during my freshman year no fraternity allowed me to pledge. 

Once again I focused my energies on things other than girls and I eventually earned a degree in computer science. At the age of 21, I was hired by my current employer and moved to the great state of Washington. What a change from the Indiana farm, high school and college. Now I would be recognized for my abilities and I would have women treating me as I deserved to be treated. 

After six long years of hard labor I find myself currently working for a narrow minded and ungrateful boss. I have been relegated to meaningless task that have little or no impact on the company's performance. I was born before computers were well known and in everyday use, but that is not an excuse for these geeks around here to think I am obsolete and of no use. Any visionary could see that my programming ideas would obviously improve and expanded the company. Regrettably I do not work for a visionary and my ideas are continually rejected while less progressive ideas are hailed as godsends. Why hasn't the company seen my superior abilities is a question that has been tormenting my mind for the last several years?

I have given intense thought and have spent countless restless nights trying to find the reason for the rejection of my ideas. I now have the answer and it is so obvious that I am surprised I didn't realize what it was years ago. My boss is a woman. That is the answer. That is why I have not been given the opportunities I deserve. She like all women is rejecting me not my ideas. She is rejecting me as all women have rejected me in the past. I must understand and correct these rejections if I am to advance within the company.

Even before college I had proven that I could master any software or any hardware. I could master any subject my superior IQ chose to master. However, women are the one item that continues to be a mystery for me. I knew if I studied hard enough I could master women. I would become the Casanova of this generation and then I would seduce my boss into accepting my ideas. 

I knew my professional and personal frustrations would be over when I mastered women. This idea crossed my mind even though at the age of 27 I was still a virgin. I knew I could understand and master women but where and what to study. How best to understand women. I had always sought out the experts when there was a subject I had to master but who was a master when the subject was women?

I have tried to find the experts. I have read every erotic magazine or book I can get my hands on. I have visited all the local strip clubs featuring both male and female dancers. I have watched their every move. I have watched all the triple X XX movies I can find. I have watched and practiced every thrust and swaying of hips until my body aches from the effort. I have listened to every pickup line. 

Just like sports none of these moves came naturally to me. But I spent months in front of mirrors practicing the words and the moves. I bought a rubber doll. I spent days whispering in her ear and working to ensure each thrust would be correct when the time finally arrived for me to loss my virginity. I developed a list of local night clubs and when I finally had the nerve I entered the world of clubbing. 

I can still remember that dreadful night when after months of self training I thought I was ready to take control and command any woman I desired. I marched into the night club dressed in the exact outfit the men I had been imitating wore. The sleeves of the silk shirt were tight against my arms. My newly waxed chest was clearly visible to the crowd as I walked into the night club. My leather encased hips swayed to the music as I walked up the bar and ordered my first drink.

I gazed through the crowd like a marine on patrol, but instead of looking for snipers I was looking for the woman who would take my virginity. Finally I saw her sitting and chatting intently with what appeared to be a group of friends. Her long black hair cascaded down the side of her face and came to rest on her firm and impressive breast. I had planned this meeting in my mind for several weeks. I asked the waiter for a glass of what she was drinking. 

Our eyes met as I strolled toward her with glass in hand. My confidence and hard on grew as my hips swayed and I got closer to this goddess. I bent down and handed her the glass as I whispered in her ear the introduction I had heard and read in so many of those movies and magazines The line I had practiced on my doll. My mind's eye saw a sweaty but successful night ahead as the woman stood up. Could these words be all that I needed I questioned myself as the she moved seductively closer. He hands reached down to pull me close or so I thought. I felt her fingers and heard laughter as she tugged at my pants and dumped the drink on my raging hard on.

Instantly I reverted from the rich and sophisticated porn star to the poor and shabby Frank Littlejohn. I scurried from the night club cursing everyone as I ran out the door and headed back to my dingy apartment and more hopeless nights.

My imagination helps me make it through the lonely nights. I imagine the various women, big/small, short/tall, blonde/brunette treating me the way I deserve and need to be treated. But my imagination does nothing to change the fact that I am still a loser. My imagination does not change the fact that I still have never touched a real woman in any fashion. After months of self instruction I have learned nothing about women. Some might say I have become antisocial.

At 27 I turned to the local prostitutes and finally have had my first sexual experience. I still shudder at the feeling I got from the prostitutes cold and clammy hands on my balls as her toothless mouth slowly engulfed my manhood. Unsatisfying as it might have been, at least I was no longer a detested virgin. While these women did not laugh, they did not swoon at my superiority. What is wrong? Is it me or is it the women? 

I have spent the last several months thinking even harder on these questions. I have been putting my every nonworking hour into resolving my failures. What am I missing? I have studied the experts. I have been studying the men who make their living dominating women. I have been studying the men that women follow with their eyes and fantasized about at night. Slowly I have come to realize that all my efforts at studying the men have been a waste. I have studied the wrong subjects. Now I know I shouldn't have been studying the man. I should study women and understand their wants and their desires and cravings. When I can understand these I will master women. 

After this realization I spent the next six years studying psychology at the local University. As usual I mastered the book subjects but continued to strike out with women. They just refused to recognize my superiority to other men.

I remember that night five years ago when the event that would change my life and eventually will lead to me becoming a king if not a god to mankind happened. I met the hypnotist. Up until that night I thought the course on psychological deception was boring. I had been considering leaving psychology and searching out other ways to understand and control women. The professor of the course invited a hypnotist as a guest speaker to show how easily the human mind could be deceived. I watched as one classmate after another performed various acts. One man acted like a chicken He tucked his hands in his armpits and went around waving his elbows and clucking. Another man became a woman. He strutted around the class talking in a high and seductive voice. 

I remember raising my hand and volunteering. Back then I was convinced that my mind could not be deceived. Boy was she going to be disappointed or so I thought at the time. I remember her calling me to the front of the class and I remember smirking as she waved the watch in front of me. Back then I knew my mind would not be controlled by this woman.

I remember looking at my watch and wondering how the class could be over? There had been 45 minutes remaining when I had walked up front. I remember my classmates laughing and telling me not to give up my day job as they walked out the door. I remember word for word the conversation with the professor and the hypnotist.

"What are they laughing at and where has the time gone?" I asked the professor and the hypnotist.

"You're an excellent subject; I would love for you to come to the comedy club. I'm sure the audience would appreciate your efforts." The hypnotist said with a sly smile on her face.

"Perhaps this will answer your questions. This is a tape of tonight's class." said the professor as he handed me a tape.

I still don't believe what was on that tape. It couldn't be but there I was singing like I was like a female country singer. Prancing around the class and thrusting my chest out as I my terrible voice bounced off the walls of the class room. I didn't know how my superior mind had been deceived and worst of all not by some equally superior mind but by a woman. The hypnotist was a woman and she had controlled my mind. I needed to know more about the hypnotist. I needed to know how she had controlled me. If a mere woman could master my mind then I could manipulate any mind once I mastered hypnotism. 

The next day after class I asked the professor how I could get in contact with the hypnotist The professor gave me the number to the hypnotist and I called her knowing that I must gain her knowledge. 

She performed at a local comedy club and agreed to talk with me after one of her shows. I got to the club early and set in wonderment as I watched the hypnotist turn one volunteer after another into raving idiots. I watched less of the idiots and more of the technique she used. Relaxing the mind seemed to be the start, but I still did not fully understand how she could get normal people to behave as they did. I watched the entire show and then walked back stage to her dressing room.

"So Mr. Littlejohn you are interested in the art of hypnotism. May I ask why?" The hypnotist queried me as she let me into her room after the show. 

"I wish to understand others minds and though this understanding gain a better understanding of myself." I replied. "I have often wondered how best to influence another."

We continued to chat for an hour as we spared about the ethics of trying to control another person's mind.

Through this discussion I was introduced to the association of amateur hypnotist. A group dedicated to the art of hypnotism. It was through this group that I met various practitioners of the art of hypnotism. I started attending various performances. While most of the people practiced for sport I also met those that helped control the mind and thus the body. I saw people stop smoking, take up athletics, improve various aspects of their miserable life's. 

A local club had amateur hypnotist night the first Tuesday of each month. I started attending this club regularly and soon had the table nearest the stage reserved for every Tuesday night. From this vantage point I could closely monitor every motion of a hypnotist. The audience went to enjoy the fun of seeing unpaid idiots attempting to mesmerize the general populace. I went to study techniques and learn from their mistakes. As the audience was laughing at the amateurs feeble attempts to command their subject I learned the proper voice techniques. I learned the eye movements and the hand gestures. I learned to control.

I had watched the various techniques of successful hypnotist. Some hypnotist would use a shining object for their subject to focus on. Others would have their subjects close their eyes and use their imagination to guide them to the spot where there subconscious would take over. Still others seemed to control the subject with the fluctuations in the hypnotist voice. As the subjects mind relaxed the hypnotist would make very subtle suggestions. Once the subject had willingly performed these suggestions the hypnotist would try ever more daring stunts. 

I bought every book, CD and training manual there was on the art of hypnosis. I studied as never before. I stood in front of full length mirrors and watched myself swaying a shinny object. I watched my eye movement. I taped my voice and compared the tone to successful hypnotist. I would become the best I promised myself.

Instead of volunteering to be the subject I started volunteering to try to be a hypnotist. My early attempts were failures but with each failure I would return to the books and mirrors and I would learn a little more. My first success was a shy little nymph; I watched her eyes glaze over as my voice took control of her mind. I had her sing. I had her belly dance. The audiences applauded as I had her perform more and more daring feats. I totally controlled her. I almost refused to give up my total control over her but I had more important subjects to control. 

I volunteered for every show. Soon I was very confident in my ability to quickly hypnotize a person but there were some subjects I was unable to control even thought I used the exact same words and motions that had been successful on all the previous volunteers. I taped the various shows and studied those that failed to be controlled. What was special about them? Why their minds were not so easily controlled? 

Those who could not be controlled had no outward appearance that would suggest they were different than any of the other mass of humanity that performed for the hypnotist. They seemed to follow the shining light. They seemed to listen to the voice and follow the eyes just like every other subject. Yet, they possessed the ability to resist the hypnotist. I needed to understand how they resisted or my plans could be ruined. If I couldn't identify those who would not be controlled then I would never know my chances of controlling a specific person. I also needed to learn this ability to resist hypnotism to guarantee that I would never be controlled again. 

These individuals I studied repeatedly and late into the night. I had to understand their differences. I studied their body language, their movements. I considered every outward movement like a dog watching the neighbor's cat for a sign of weakness. They appeared to be ordinary people living ordinary lives. Gradually I realized that their minds were so focused on their lives that they couldn't be tricked into focusing on anything else. If I could focus on one thing as hard as these people focused then maybe I would not be controlled maybe just maybe I could reverse the attempt at hypnosis.

Knowing the required talent was far different than having the talent not to be hypnotized. Weekend after weekend I went to clubs and volunteered to be hypnotized. I tried staying focused on myself. Slowly I learned to control my mind. Finally, no matter what a hypnotist tried my mind could not be controlled. I stood on numerous stages and smirked as one after another hypnotist failed. I was in control. Now I could and would reverse my life. 

After years of studying and trying various hypnotic techniques I am finally ready to test my mastery of the subject. Who better to test my skills on then the very person who had shown me the light? I would hypnotize the hypnotist. Only after I had successfully hypnotized her would I allow my plan to move forward.

I returned to the same comedy club where she had been a regular three years ago. There she was still performing the same act. I watched as she mesmerized one audience member and then the next. This time I volunteered knowing very well that she would soon be under my control. 

She did not recognize me as I walked onto the stage but I had not forgotten how she had humiliated and controlled me in front of that psychology class. How I had been made to perform. Tonight it would her turn to perform for me. 

"You're getting sleepy." she said as she waved the watch in front of my eyes her deep husky voice seemed to sway with each syllable. "Let the movement of the watch relax your body. Follow the movement and listen to my voice." 

"You're getting sleepy." I mimicked her voice. "Watch it swaying and listen to my voice as your body relaxes." I stared deeply into her eyes as I said this in a commanding voice only she could hear.

"Follow the movement with your eyes. Your eyelids are getting heavy. Go with your instinct. Your sleepy and want to close your eyes. You will close your eyes when I snap my fingers. " She said snapping her fingers. 

I nodded my head pretending to fall asleep as I continued to give commands. "You will follow my commands. You will only be happy when you are following my orders. Do you understand?" 

I could sense her confusion as my voice continued to penetrate deeper and deeper into her mind. I almost had her under my control. I smiled as I saw her saw her starting to sweat. She let her will give way to my mastery. She was now mine and my revenge could begin. 

"Your mind is now mine." I whispered so only she could hear.




The Hypnotist



She shook her head slightly as the swing of the watch started to slow down. "I am yours. I live to serve." She whispered back

"You will obey." I continued to whisper. "Tell me to act like a chicken." I commanded her.

"You are a chicken." she repeated the word I had instructed her to say.

To the audience it appeared that I was under her spell as I clucked and strutted like a chicken but I knew she was mine. I knew who was in control.

"Tell me that when you snap fingers, I will be free." I commanded her.

She repeated my order and I stopped acting like a chicken.

I walked over to the hypnotist as I whispered my orders."You will say your goodnights and meet me in your dressing room. I walked off the stage to the audience's applause as she said goodnight and walked backstage.

The audience was unaware of my commands. It appeared to them as if I were the one who was hypnotized. To them I was the one to be laughed at and talked about, but I knew who was in control. I had tested my powers and won. Now I would celebrate my victory.

She was sitting at her makeup table when I got to her dressing room. She stood but said nothing as I entered the room and closed the door. Her eyes were glazed over but I could tell she was still aware of her surroundings. This room would soon be my room of retribution. Starting now I would take revenge not only on the hypnotist but on every woman who had ignored me throughout my life. 

"You will obey." I commanded as I stared into her eyes. "You will answer my questions and you will perform as I direct you. You wish only to serve." 

"I will obey." she replied in a sultry voice.

"Who is your master? Who is your master and who will you obey?" I asked.

"You are my master and I will obey." she replied.

I stared deeply into her eyes I could see her struggling to gain control but she was losing the battle.

"You will stop fighting me and obey. You will do as I say and my thoughts will be your thoughts. You are glad I am in control." I said forcefully.

I watched her as she continued to struggle for control just like a dog struggling against the chain that anchors it to the ground. I watch as her shoulders slumped and a small tear formed in her eye and rolled down her check. I reached out and wiped the tear from her soft check realizing that the last little struggle for self control was gone. I was in control of her mind.

Till that moment I hadn't thought of what I would do when I had finally conquered the hypnotist. I thought the thrill of knowing she was under my control would be enough but standing there looking at her I realized that I needed more. 

My eyes wondered over her. She was dressed in a loose fitting low cut blouse that barely concealed her large breast and a tight skirt that accentuated her wide hips. White nylons and shoes contrasted with the chocolate colored skin of her muscular legs. She was between 35 and 40 years old about 5' 8" with short black hair that framed her face and big brown eyes that seemed to have a mischievous twinkle. I felt a familiar stirring in my pants as my imagination took over. 

"What is your name?" I asked as I slowly raised my hand and brushed her left check. She did not back away as I had feared she might.

"Linda." she responded in a trance like voice.

"Linda you are unaware that I am here. You will continue with your normal routine but will answer any question I ask. Each time you hear my voice you will once again be under my control but unaware that I am present." I commanded her.

Her eyes lost the glazed look as she walked back to the mirror and began removing her makeup. Then she walked to the closet and removed here street clothes. My cock started to stiffen at the thought of her changing clothes in front of me. 

"Linda do you have a boyfriend?" I asked as she started unbuttoning her blouse.

"No." she responded in her normal voices as she slid the blouse off her shoulders exposing her perfect globes encased in a black see through bra. The perky nipples pointed invitingly in my direction. I unzipped my pants and let my cock enjoy the freedom for which it had been straining.

"Without a boyfriend a lovely woman like you must get lonely." I replied as I started stroking my cock. "Show me what you do when you're lonely." I commanded

I continued to stroke my cock as I watched her slowly slip her bra off. Her fingers slowly pinched her nipples until they were hard. She removed the rest of her clothing as she walked over to the couch and lay down. One hand left her breast and she placed her fingers on her shaven cunt. She began to stroke herself gently at first and then faster as the passion built up in her. She rubbed her clit until I could see dampness.

"Is that all you do? That cannot be enough to satisfy you. I want to see everything." I commanded in a husky voice. Linda looked over the room and spied a wand left over from a magic show sitting besides the table. I watched as she walked over picked up the wand and walked back to the couch. Her cunt was fully exposed to me as she guided the wand into her cunt. She was wet from stroking herself so the wand slid in easily. I watched as she stroked slowly at first and then with more speed. I heard her moan with excitement.

"Linda you will not cum until you please me." I ordered "I want you to perform for me. I want you to please me. You will only be happy once you have pleased me. Bring me the wand and dance for me." 

Slowly she removed the wand and got up from the couch. Her hips swaying to unheard music as she placed the wand in my hand. I smelled her scent on in and instinctively sucked on the end tasting her juices on my tongue. 

She continued to dance as she backed up against me. Her ass brushing against my stiff cock just like all those women I had watched at the strip clubs and the movies. My cock twitched with each movement of her ass. 

"Am I pleasing you?" she asked.

"Yes." was all I could gasp.

Still dancing she moved away. Her soft fingers glazed my cock as she moved away. I watched as she came back towards me swaying her hips and licking her lips. Slowly she reached down and started to stroke my cock. I grew larger at this woman's attention. 

I reached up and grabbed one of her breasts and sucked and bit it gently while I pulled on her other nipple with my other hand. She moaned loudly from the intense pleasure as her sensitive nipples became hard in my mouth and hand.

"Am I pleasing my master?" she asked with a smile.

"Very much." I replied.

I moved my hand down to her cunt and stroked her outside lips until she was wet again. Her pussy clamped down as I thrust two fingers in and probed deeper into her wet pussy. She began to squirm against the chair. I released her and ordered her to suck my cock.

She lightly kissed the tip of my cock like a child ticking a lollipop. She ran her tongue up and down the length of my shaft. I reached out and pulled on her hair forcing my manhood deep into her throat. 

"Linda, suck it like hard candy." I ordered. I started fucking her mouth. She became aroused as I started grunting. She gently squeezed my balls as they slapped against her cheeks. 

I reached down and carried her to the couch with the tip of my cock still in her mouth. I laid her face down on the couch with her knees touching the floor. She groaned slightly as I entered her doggie style. I felt her moistness as my balls kept slapping her ass as I fucked her hard. I continued to pound her pussy with my cock as we both began to moan. Our bodies continued to thrust in rhythm as we neared climax. I felt my cock twitch as I shot hot cum into her dripping pussy.

"May I cum now?" she screamed.

"Cum." I screamed as we climaxed together.

"Is my master happy?" she asked as she turned and licked my cock dry. 

"Yes." I replied as I lay next to her and thought about how to use my new power.



The Hypnotist



Jim Morrison cringed as he suddenly heard his wife's voice raised above the normal hub bub of the conversation in the room. 

"Oh my God," he thought. "Not again."

It was the night of Jim's firm's annual dinner. Breton, Bergman and Simms were a leading financial institution in the city. Jim was an account manager and he should have already been offered a partnership by now. He was good at his job, but his wife Marion was the stumbling block.

She was intensely disliked by the majority of the company, especially many of the company wives. The problem was she was the grand-daughter of James E Breton, one of the founders of the company. The main reason she was disliked was for her opinionated views, something she tended to express openly, not caring whom she hurt.

Things had been different ten yeas ago when Jim and Marion were first married. But the marriage had turned out to be a loveless affair, partly because of Jim's high workload, but more so because of their inability to have any children. 

Things turned from bad to worse when after a medical examination, it was discovered that it was a problem with her that could not be rectified. She became bitter and refused Jim any sexual pleasures. "What's the point if I can't have children?"

Now at 35, Marion was still an extremely attractive woman, with a figure that would turn heads on the street. She devoted all her time and energy to her causes and charities for which she worked tirelessly. But even her good work caused friction and endless arguments among the other members because what Marion said was always correct and she could never make a mistake. 

She had an opinion about everything, which she usually made very pointedly. This came over when Jim informed her one evening that Andre Casson, the well known hypnotist and magician, had been booked to appear as part of the entertainment for the firm's annual dinner. 

"That charlatan!" she exclaimed. "He's nothing but a con merchant. Why can't they book a decent act like a coral group or a good string quartet? They would be much more up market." 

Jim did not say anything as he did not want to get into an argument, but he knew that the annual dinner was an excuse for everyone to let their hair down, and a coral group or a string quartet would add very little to the evening. 

Now Marion was making her views known to everyone around her. "Andre Casson." she said. "It was all a set up. He puts people in the audience. No one could hypnotize a person against their will and make them do silly things." She would show them--she would show him up as the charlatan he was. 

After the dinner, they all moved into a small lounge. Chairs had been placed around a small stage. Waitresses moved around supplying everyone with drinks. When everyone was served, the lights dimmed and the audience became hushed. A spotlight lit up the centre of the stage, and from off stage, a voice announced, "Ladies and gentlemen, would you put your hands together for the man of the evening, Andre Casson."

A polite round of applause came from the audience, and a tall imposing man in an immaculate evening suit appeared on stage. He smiled a welcome to his audience and began his act with a selection of intriguing card tricks.

Then he addressed his audience and explained to them about hypnosis. "There is," he said, "a theory that a person under hypnosis won't do anything that is against their normal nature to do. You might not get a hypnotized person to commit a serious crime, but there are secret desires in all our minds and I wish to show this to you tonight."

There were murmurs from around the small audience, and Andre held his hand up for silence. "First, I would like a volunteer." Before anyone else in the room could move, Marion, much to Jim's and everyone's surprise, moved quickly from her seat. Andre smiled down at her and held out his hand to help her up onto the small stage. She was a little surprised as he did not seem at all concerned by her eagerness to help.

He asked her name and then asked if she were willing to be hypnotized. She told him her name and said that she was quite willing. She stood there on the stage and smiled at the audience. 

She would show them just what a fake this man was. She watched as Andre took a large gold watch from his waistcoat pocket. It had a gold chain on it. He held it up and began to swing it before her eyes. She was still confident as she stared into Andre's dark brooding eyes. 

Everyone in the room smiled when he stopped swinging the watch and placed it back in his pocket. Marion stood there quite still looking at him. He waved a hand in front of her eyes and she didn't move or blink. He turned and smiled at the audience. "Marion is now in a state of deep hypnosis." Jim smiled as he heard a whispered comment from behind him that she ought to stay that way.

Andre turned to the audience. Before I wake her, I will give her a trigger word, a word that whenever she hears it, will send her in into the state of deep hypnosis again. The word I am going to use is 'Hope'. He then spoke quietly to her, and when he had finished, he said, "I am going to count back from ten. When I get to one, you will awaken and not know anything about what we have been doing." He began: "Ten, nine, eight," and when he got to one, Marion opened her eyes and looked around her. 

She had been proved right. He was a fraud. She smiled at the audience. "I guess you couldn't put me under," she said smiling. "You see I'm not one of your stooges."

Andre smiled. "I heard before you were not convinced of my power."

"What power?" she said with a smirk. "You're just a fraud and a charlatan."

Andre did not look in any way upset by her comments. He smiled, and said, "I hope you didn't mean it."

On the word hope, something seemed to change in Marion. She stood there not moving, looking out into the audience, but not seeing them.

Andre turned to her. "Marion, it is bed time. You are in your bedroom at home getting ready for bed."

To the amazement of the audience, Marion stretched her arms and yawned. There were smiles that slowly turned to shock when Marion began to unfasten her dress. With the zip undone, she reached down for the hem and slowly drew the dress up over her body.

As mentioned earlier, Marion at 35 was still a very attractive woman. There were gasps from the women and nudges and smiles from the men as Marion eased the dress over her head and displayed to everyone her expensive undies. She may have no longer been interested in sex, but she still enjoyed the feel of sexy undies next to her skin.

A tight white lace bra encased her large breasts. That and the white lace thong, along with the suspender belt, were all purchased from Victoria's Secret. Dark stockings with lacy bands around the top contrasted excitingly with the whiteness of her shapely thighs.

Andre produced a chair and Marion seated herself upon it, and after unclipping her stockings, slowly rolled them down. By now everyone in the room was transfixed by the sight of the haughty and obnoxious Marion undressing herself on the stage before them. 

She then unclipped her suspender belt and dropped it on top of her other clothes. Andre spoke to her quietly and she smiled and stood up. She walked slowly across the front of the stage, an interesting sight in her brief undies, her eyes looking unseeingly at the dumb struck audience.

Andre looked across to where Jim was seated. He saw not surprisingly that he seemed to be enjoying the spectacle. "Shall we go on?" he mouthed in Jim's direction. Jim smiled and shrugged his shoulders. Two of the men seated beside him patted him on the back. 

Andre again spoke quietly to Marion. She stopped in the centre of the stage, and to the awed amazement of the audience, she removed her bra, exposing her large firm breasts that sported large brown areolas and budding nipples. She dropped the bra with her other clothes and slipped her fingers in her brief lace thong and eased it down over her hips. The tiny item slid down her long legs and she stooped and picked it up and placed it with her discarded clothes. By now some of the women in the audience were becoming embarrassed. They did not like the woman, but this was going a little too far. Some of the others just smirked and held tightly onto their partner's hand.

As Marion stood there on the stage now completely naked, every male eye in the room was staring at the sight of her exposed pussy. It was shaved totally bald; the protruding outer lips were slightly parted exposing the wet pink inner lips.

Andre again spoke to her. This time the audience could hear him. "Marion, you feel dirty; you need a shower. Here, let me turn it on for you." 

Everyone watched amazed as Marion stepped into the imaginary shower and began to wash herself. She washed her breasts, lifting and caressing them, then turned, and displaying her delicious rear, washed slowly between her legs. When at last she finished, Andre handed her an imaginary towel and she stood in the center of the stage drying herself.

The audience was now totally amazed at the power he had over her. At last he told her that she was going out again and must get dressed quickly. Obediently, she went over and picked up her clothes and dressed herself. Once she was completely dressed, he brought her out of her trance like state telling her that she would not remember anything of what had happened to her.

The audience was applauding as she looked around. Were they applauding her success in not having been hypnotized by this fraud? Andre shook her hand and helped her down from the stage. She couldn't quite understand the looks she was getting, especially from some of the men.

Jim said nothing to her as they drove home. He had thoroughly enjoyed the sight of his haughty wife exposed and naked in front of everyone, and he had suddenly seemed to be a more popular guy among the guys who were at the dinner.

The following day Marion's performance was the talk of the office. There were several mobile phone videos of Marion's erotic performance, and some of the guys said they would only be too happy to let Jim have a copy.

It was mid afternoon when the chairman came into his office. "Good night, last night, Jim. I hope you were not embarrassed by the whole thing." 

Jim smiled and shook his head. "Not at all, sir. She's been a bit of a bitch over the last few months. When I finally decide to show her the video, it might put her in her place."

The chairman smiled. "You are a good sport, Jim. I was wondering if you would care for a round of golf with me tomorrow. I think we need to talk." 

Jim was over awed. He had never been asked to play with the chairman before.

"I'll pick you up at around eleven," the chairman said. 

Jim nodded. "That would be fine, sir."

The following morning, Jim was almost ready when the chairman knocked. 

Jim asked him in. "Won't be a moment, sir; just looking for my putter."

The chairman smiled at Marion who was in the hallway all dressed up and ready to go out. She was wearing a tight white button through top that showed off her breasts, and a pretty flowered skirt. "Off shopping?" he asked.

Marion nodded.

"I hope you enjoyed the do last night."

He was surprised to see a glazed look come over her face and he stared at her in amazement as she slowly stood there and began unfastening the buttons of the top.